"Oh! That's Charles. I didn't expect to be able to release intermediate magic in just one month after I started my magic training."
A man with a black beard stretched uncleanly praises me with a disgusting smile.
This man is a senior magician, my magic teacher.
"... thanks"
I'll get back to you in the meantime.
But really, I don't even like to call this guy into my house.
I don't think it's because it looks disgusting.
(Chip, you're a cute little girl...)
For this rude man, who calls me a little girl, the son of the Earl, cannot be forgiven.
Of course, it's not like this guy's speaking up.
I can hear other people's hearts.
Reading minds is a skill.
I guess since I was about three years old.
I could hear the human voice around me.
I didn't hear you grow so fast.
If you're growing fast, praise me honestly.
(It was a good story for the kid to get a lot of money just to teach him magic... but this won't be long now, will it?)
Hmm. That's the real deal.
(Advanced magic is just too soon for a five-year-old kid. I don't have a body, and I don't know when magic runs wild)
... what.
He cares about me.
Hey, I reviewed it.
"Dear Charles. Let's start by increasing the number of intermediate magic types available."
(This kid is so full of magic. If they run wild at such close range, I'll be the one. Let the others teach advanced magic)
Foreword withdrawn!
I knew it, I hated him!!
"Yes."
I'll remember all the intermediate magic as fast as you want.
Never let magic run wild either.
You won't be able to come to my house soon enough!
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"Charles. Magic training today, good luck"
After the training and the senior demon mentor of Blackbeard returned, your father spoke to me.
"Ah, Father! Were you watching?
Actually, I heard your heart, so I knew your father was hiding and watching.
"Earlier, chill out. Looks like you already used intermediate magic."
Dad, I'm surprised.
If my skills (reading mindset) are not particularly conscious, I can hear my heart on my own, whoever it is if it is in the range of about a hundred meters from me.
Even if it's family, it's no exception.
"It is!
"Awesome. That's my daughter."
(I don't have that much magic talent, so Charles must have a thick mother's blood)
With that said, your father stroked my head.
"Eh heh."
My family seldom has a different voice in their heart than the words they are speaking. Besides, you never lie to me.
That's why it's so easy to talk to you.
I like talking to my family.
But...
"Charles, I have a spring harvest festival next week in Wangdu. There, why don't you come with us?
"Oh, going out..."
I don't really like going out of your house. That's even with my favorite family.
Because when you go to a place where there are a lot of humans, you hear a lot of voices in your heart and you feel sick.
Strong consciousness can also prevent you from hearing other people's hearts, but you still can't adjust well and it makes it harder to hear normal voices.
Besides, when there is a human with a very strong heart voice, that voice pierces my heart.
The voice of a strong heart - for example, 'someone hates', 'I want to kill', 'die'?
No matter how many ears you block, that voice won't go away. When you go to the Wang capital or a big city, there are a number of humans with such a strong voice of heart.
So I hate going out.
"Father, I'm sorry. I'll stop."
"Oh well... Cain and Leon are also saying they will show their faces"
"My brothers!?"
It's fascinating to see Brother Cain and Brother Leon, who rarely come home.
Because the voices of your brothers' hearts overflow with compassion for me, and my heart pounds when I hear them.
"Will you both come to this mansion?
"Um... Leon, anyway, Cain won't be able to do it for the moment. I just joined the Knights."
Me and my four-year-old away brother Cain graduated early this year from the Knights Training Institute and joined the Knights.
Knights is a subordinate organization of the Knights of the Kingdom. Even when it comes to subordinate organizations, it takes considerable sword strength and familiarity to belong there.
Brother Cain joined the Knights at the age of nine, the youngest in history, in recognition of his ability to fight with his sword. And a few years later, they say he's sure to get promoted to the Knights of the Kingdom.
Now, he's very busy.
I know your brother works hard.
Because it is Brother Cain's dream to weave the cape of the Knights of the Kingdom.
By the way, your brother didn't tell anyone about this. I was the one reading minds, and I asked myself.
So this is just a secret between you and me, brother Cain.
I don't force myself to say I want to see your brother because I know he's working hard.
If I told you I wanted to see you, Brother Cain would give up and come home on the way, no matter what important assignment you had. I also know this because I read your brother's mind in reading minds.
"If your brothers will come, so will I. Harvest Festival, I will go"
"Oh. Right! I'm sure Cain and the others will love it."
I don't feel comfortable going anywhere with humans... but I think I'll do my best to support my heart in seeing my brothers.