I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

About a month has passed since I woke up. On the calendar, it passes the middle of February and goes into the second half. That's the time.

And today is also a special day for us.

"We worked together well enough, and we grasped each other's abilities. Skill validation was completed, and new skills were gained by assigning only a few self-evolution points."

"Mmm."

"Training is over tomorrow."

That's what I declare to the francs who eat around the fire beside the pedestal.

In fact, I have a desire to continue my training on this plain. Keep it up here, empower yourself while hunting demons.

But that shouldn't happen. Anyway, if it's just me, Fran's wishes won't come true even after a long training here. In the first place, it would not be good for Fran's education to remain caged in the demonic realm. Dealing with a variety of people in people should be necessary for children.

"Amanda, thank you for staying with me until today, too, huh?

"Thanks"

"On!"

"It's okay. It's not one of ours. And it was fun, and it became my own training."

In fact, Amanda has risen in level, as well as some skill levels. Still, a busy Rank A adventurer had come to this place at least once a week with a stigmatizing reward.

Let's just say I owe you a lot. Well, Amanda's telling you not to seriously care, so we're just gonna borrow it on our own.

"Alistair helped a lot."

"What, instead of a fanatical sword information fee? Besides, just checking in on my master is an experience I can't get anywhere else."

'But you really don't even want the money?

"What, Amanda's collecting all the ingredients, and you don't have to worry about it"

I hear Amanda asked Alistair to make the Ursi claws and collar. Not just Fran, but I'm sure Ursi will be strong, so he asked me.

"Ugh. Because Ursi's trying."

"On!"

Come to think of it, we've been dating since Ursi was summoned by me.

"If you're curious, ask for an example."

"Mmm."

"Leave it to me."

An example request is a request from a magic school in a neighboring country. They're looking for someone for a mock fight, but it meant they might ask for something else.

The college director at High Elf seemed like a headless opponent to Alistair, and he definitely wanted me to take the request.

'... Well, is it time for the date to change?

"Yeah? Right."

Alistair, who heard me whine, took her pocket watch out of her robe. I'd like some, but they're messy expensive.

Especially when it comes to a pocket watch made by Alistair, it's worth millions.

"Well, Fran. You know what day it is?

"Hmm?"

Oh, you don't understand. Well, it has always been a day of training trivia in the magic realm, and I guess I don't have a sense of date.

"It's just my first anniversary since Fran and I met."

"Ooh. Already?"

"Oh. It didn't take long."

Half of them couldn't be together, but still, in total, they were much closer for nearly six months. Sad times, angry times, fun times, happy times. It was a terribly dark time.

'... you've grown stronger'

"Mmm."

When we met, Fran was a powerless slave girl. He endured fear and intense pain, continued to fight without escaping even from his mighty enemies, and rushed up in a straight line to the height of the species he was aiming for.

There is something emotional. I guess Fran does, too. With a soldering face, he snorted.

I was just surprised to find out that I had an appraisal of Fran.

'Huh? Fran... 's age... That being said, he's still 12 years old......'

Oh, my God, Fran's age, which was 12 until yesterday, had changed to 13.

"What's the matter, Master?

"Hey, does Fran remember his birthday?

"Hmm...?

He didn't remember. But it can't be a miracle that today is my birthday by accident, can it? If so, did the world reason recognize that the day you renamed Fran was your new birthday? The day I returned to Fran from Jane Doe.

"It's not just the day me and Fran met, it's Fran's birthday too! It's a double anniversary!

"Mmm. Congratulations."

"Pfft. I've got something good for you! You know what I mean?

"Good stuff...... pancakes?

'Correct!

"Ooh."

Fran, who heard my words, is happily patting his hand.

Pancakes seemed to have the image of an anniversary treat. In a different way than Curry, he is a big fan of Fran.

"Pfft. I've been sneaking around getting ready while Fran's asleep, it's a special pancake dough!

"Supei!

Fran's eyes shine in my words. But I will not betray that expectation.

Over the past week, Amanda has bought all the ingredients and secretly prepared them. Creams for toppings and the like were also ready, and all I had to do was bake pancakes on this occasion and it was done.

"First it's Fran's share! I could make 10 at the same time!

"Master, wow!

"Ha-ha-ha! I bet! '

Place 10 frying pans each on top of the 10 flames created by fire magic and pour the dough in there. It was like a sight with dozens of invisible hands. It's all on my mind, but with Mr. Annunciation's help, it's easy for me now.

All mindfulness output, falling within error.

'All right! Here's the thing!

"Master, cool!

'Ha ha!

I waved a frying pan at the same time and turned the pancake upside down. Seeing my moves, Fran is clapping his hands faster than he just did. The saliva that flows off the edge of its mouth, don't just wipe it now, okay?

"That's it!

"Whoa, whoa!

Pancake 10 Stage Tower Topped with 20 Kinds!

Pancakes pile up with dodons on a larger plate placed in front of Fran. Only butter and maple syrup were on top of it.

Apart from that, he prepares a bowl of whipped cream, chocolate sauce, nuts and various types of jams in small portions. Use a spoon and have them eat as much as you like.

'What do you say!

"Wow! Master, hey, wow! Can I eat?

"Ooh! Enjoy it!

"Mmm! I'll have it!

When Fran said so and cut the top pancake, he put it in his mouth first as it was.

"Momogu"

"What do you say?

"Mmm!"

I just snort, but if you look at that full grin, you can see the rating. I guess that means a full score. As it is, Fran puts the pancakes in his stomach with great momentum. Amanda, who looked at it as Nico, uttered doubts.

"Hey, Fran?

"Momomo?"

"When I say curry, pancakes. Which is better?

"Hmm...?

Oh? Fran stopped his eating hand and tilted his neck.

"Curry cheers up!

"So you prefer curry?

"Pancakes are happy! Both are delicious. But no, it's delicious."

That's what Fran said, trying to recommend pancakes again...

Goo.

I rang my belly. You ate a bunch of pancakes? No, it must be because we talked about curry. Fran is staring at me for proof.

"Master..."

'Yes, sir. I'll get you a curry too. It's a special day, isn't it?

"Mmm!"

Fran, who usually doesn't put too much emotion on his face, makes me smile that good after eating my cooked rice. I can't be happier. I can't let Fran eat as much as she wants so she won't be fat. Sometimes, right?