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In the end, my protest couldn't have been accepted, and the training had begun.

I'm an elf in a native American outfit, taught by Yalarai, and that's what hands-on fighting is all about. This area also includes a review.

"Kukukuku...... there elf, still good, but you should tell him some more moulds that fit Akira"

"... hmm?

"What do you mean? Faf."

I'd like you to go in the direction of training that thing to stop if you can, but the little horn-bearing girl seems rather aggressively in favor of training. You don't have one ally! Sit!

"Kukukuku, is Nushi's ripple a spiral? Then I'll get extraordinarily better if I put one idea into the way I put my body."

"Well, for once, tell me."

"Kukukuku, whatever. I'm not going to teach Akira directly or forever."

The two suddenly started a handless battle when they turned to each other. It's too abrupt for words!

But the speed is slow, to the point where you can tell even if I'm looking normally, so maybe it's less than training for both of us to behave.

"Kukuk, here's the thing, put a twist in it. You should drop your hips more. When you go the other way, your foot goes from the inside out once, but not your ankle."

"Come on... here's the thing...!

"Kukukuk! That's good! You can be proud that a non-spiral person understands the essence of this in one go! Elves!"

"Cut! Cut!

Because of this, even though Faff praised the golden vertical cat as it sparkled his eyes, there seemed to be no room for Yalalai. Maybe it's a harder match than it looks.

Since the two of them had been sweating late at night without loosening their crumbs for about half an hour, I thought I'd read it in comics, but the liquor barrel dwarf grabbed me by the neck and threw me in the privileged seat saying, "It's not training to see". Hiya.

But it also makes sense what Hagg says, and when he's aware of the fluctuations and looks at them, he feels something like a vaguely visually acceptable cloud of motion. Basically, the favs who are supposed to be girls are always overwhelmed, but they only devour into the clouds of favs' wrapping minds when Yalalai steps in with the aura clouds changing in a spiral.

I see its aura cloudy thing is a distorted vortex... it also looks like it's drawing a spiral.

"Ha... ha... your guide... thank you, do"

"Kukuku. Good. Proud, but good, of what I have understood in this short time. Akira will teach you well because it fits the essence."

"Oh...... ugh"

Once Yalarai fell on one knee, sweating waterfalls to the point where he mistakenly believed he had been exposed to heavy guerrilla rain. Apparently, it was quite an exchange. And who is the fav who hasn't had one short breath......

Because these powerful people only do what they want. Maybe the person whose secret was known in that sense was good with this faff.

Conversely, if she decides to scatter her secrets, she can't stop us if we bundle up, so it's a loss to just seriously think around it. Let's go easy without thinking deeply.

I'll give Yalarai some water. He drank the water from the clothes or as he removed the small rock salt and shattered it.

Well, is it common sense to take salt and water at the same time according to the rule of thumb? Looks like it's been known on Earth for quite some time.

With a break of about two minutes, Yalalai rose up as if he were lying. Why don't you just stay asleep?

"I can use this body technique, too, let's be extremely together. Akira."

……

Such a refreshing (?) Do not stare with your eyes. Isn't it hard to say no to Thanksgiving?

"Kukukuku... maybe Akira will be stronger"

"That's it, I want to see it. All right, let's go, Akira."

"No, that's not it."

The training began without question.

It's hard to convey in words, but I see it's certainly a better feeling to fit your body than the martial arts you've taught Yalalai before. Right, I've been doing judo for a long time, but one day I turned to wrestling and you say it was oddly right for my skin?

Yeah, it's bad, even if it's bad.

Anyway, until now, the fluctuations have not "survived" the movement, but the pitch and the force "ride". I feel a little good, to be honest.

"Oh, my God, it's moving so much better."

"Kukukukuku, spiral martial arts and so on, but maybe Akira will be the ancestor."

"... how does the Lord know such moves as no one else knows? Besides, earlier matches, what your Lord was wearing is not a fluctuation (...)"

"Kukukuku, is the eye of the Dwarf warrior just bruised? That's all you can be proud of."

"Hmm. Don't tear it up. I would have held it down to a point where I could tell."

"Kukukuku...... Forensic eyes aren't bad either. As for the brain muscle dwarf, I can see it snapping and turning."

"Washa, the inventor is still in business."

"Kukuk. You did. Not who Ware is... well, don't tell me."

"Ha! I thought you'd say that. Wow! Because I don't know what kind of race you look like. If you dare to say it, I thought it was the Auga clan flow, but it's so bizarre... it's just the first" struggle "of the fluctuations."

"Kukuk, you're right. If you want to know who Ware is... right, how about I tell you when I win?

"Hmm! Not where I want to be!

That's how the battle between the favs and the hags was starting where I wasn't looking. I was surprised when I realized I was starting to fight with a blast. Hagg told me about the conversation later. Plus Hug says, "It's annoying, but he thinks about fighting the eagle as much as training for the eagle! utterly angry! Now get on with his thoughts and let me blow a bubble soon! It was."

Mm-hmm. I'm losing sight of the criteria for the strength of a hug. Until a while ago, I assumed it was the strength to be at the top of the list, even globally, but maybe it's about the middle of an outing. It's not that the hug is weak, it's that the strong guy is the wrong digit.

If Faff was about 30% stronger from the top in the world rankings, he's going to honestly want to go back to Japan. I can't.

Me and Yalarai are going to check each other's moulds as we work together. Apparently Yalarai also liked this mould, which he would incorporate into the mould he originally used. I only consist of new shapes, so in practice I get a slightly different one. Now that I'm in training, Yalarai is tailoring me.

"No, is there a mould name or something like that?

I asked a few questions in the middle of a small pause.

"No? Because of this, Akira has to think about it."

"Me?

Yalarai answered me in Elf.

"I don't care what you say all of a sudden. Why don't you just spiral melee or something?

"Melee fighting technique! Not bad. But it must be boring just to put a spiral on it. Don't you have another twist on something?

I meant to have a light chat, but I'm surprised I've eaten more than I thought.

I think this kind of emphasis is on clarity, but what if I twist it?

"spiral...... spin...... tornado...... oh, tornado marshall arts or something...... hehe, say it yourself and die past cook two --"

"" "That's good!

I jumped up to the abrupt trio and was surprised.

"Kukukuku! Akira has taste! That's not the deal!

"Ugh. What a powerful name. If Akira is the ancestor of Tornado Marshall Arts, she'll be a doorman!

"Akira, give me a name for my, improved, melee skills too!

No, no, no!

What are you talking about entering in an instant until the two of us who have been gunning each other so far?!

I don't like this cook two naming!

After that, the training became nasty, but when I did it, I was exhausted by the tension of the three people obsessed with naming.

Hey! God! How dare you send me into the world!