Life with my Little Sister

"The back yard...!? Did the back yard come out...!?"

About a week before the fifth grade exam is held.

I was told an amazing story by Mr. Rossum.

How dare you say that the back yard has spoken to Alto Crane Putt's fifth level practical skill.

"What the hell, Tordie? Haven't you heard anything from that junior glasses?"

"Reuce has a strong mouth when it comes to work. All I found out was, Mr. Rossum. Now you're asking me."

"Well, my information is also supposed to be private..."

Mr. Rossum turns the pen when he twirls.

He's not a department chair, he's sitting at his desk. I know you're behaving badly, but now is not the time to point that out.

"Alto Crane Putt has everything passed full score until the sixth grade exam. Besides, in practice, they're destroying me and you. That Fourth Princess is too awesome to stand out, but it's a proven track record to make a fuss about."

"... that the back yard wants him?

"I don't know that far. In the" back "case, I tend to attract more broken people than the top performers, so I don't know. It's just, well, you want manpower, that's the same thing over there. We're doing it with less personnel."

Mr. Rossum blurred that he was too busy to go fishing.

"So, Mr. Rossum. What color couch has the back yard specifically stuck in?

"The person in charge of practical skills and the monopoly over there until grading. The magician in the front house has nothing to say."

"What is it, it is!

I accidentally raised my voice.

If the exam content is legitimate, you should be talking about just buying a grader and leaving.

And when you make a declaration like that, you do something that's not decent, just like you say it is.

"Besides, they've even specified the ring position. Number 7 of B"

"That's the end. If you put down some kind of obstacle, you wouldn't be able to see it from around here, would you?

This is confirmed, isn't it?

Looks like you're going to set something up. Still young, to that boy.

"Don't you have to stop it?

"You don't even know what you're going to do? I can't do that. It's going to be all over the place. Besides, if you're saying 'I set something up', so am I. I had an inkling with my ring."

"But that..."

"I was known."

"What?"

I don't know what that means, and I see Mr. Rossum.

He had a shadowy smile.

"The whole thing, I don't know how. The" back "had found out about the ring's ink. From Hatha's point of view, my actions are extremely dangerous." Don't you dare "will return. I can't restrain you."

"Did they know that...?

"Or, 'I can try to find out later'. You're in the back because you're a bunch of crazy aliens. If it's out of common sense from us, some monsters could do it."

It was impossible for me to abandon Mr. Rossum's words with leaping delusions and slashing.

He's right, the members of the back yard are all non-standard monsters.

"Uh, I mean, is that also a warning?

"You're brilliant at boulders. I think so too. As you know, I've been exploring the 'back' lately. Perhaps it was at this time that he made an appeal that he noticed."

I guess it's better not to ask what you were exploring in the back yard.

For our own sake, and for Mr. Rossum's sake.

"So, Mr. Rossum, do you think the intention of this backyard is in Nabe?

"You don't know. but still, I don't think it's that serious either." Let's see the rumored prodigy. To the extent that we can measure it ourselves, not hearsay '. I wonder if it's to that extent. - Besides, I'm also surprised if it's the whole' back 'intention. Maybe someone in the' back 'just wanted to use that authority to see Alto Crane put "

"So you're saying it's not that serious?

"That's what's so bad about them. I don't normally do unscrupulous things for measurements. I guess that's the kind of game that you don't even care about bleeding out."

The exam is five years old, isn't that a big question!

"Don't panic. Everything is just my scarce guess. There's nothing to worry about here. It's a very normal possibility to just test it."

More than that, Mr. Rossum shrugs.

"Tordie, you. Do you know a magician named Kashua?

"Mr. Kashua, is that Mr. Kashua? Of the land of sand?

"Yes, that's Kashua."

Mr. Kashua is a freelance magician from another country.

Are you as old as I am, or did you say one or two things?

He is a well-known user of excellent martial arts and special wind sorcery.

At any rate, the wind is said to easily destroy the Wall of Demons.

It's not 'cleave' or 'blow', it's 'destroy',.

I'm not interested in what nature it is.

Noteworthy within the scope of the transmission would be its melee capability.

I hear horns on the rabbit, 'fast'.

That's the only thing that's troublesome about being fast.

The head of a knight in a single breath, the speed at which he is said to have broken, would be a threat to a mage who needs chanting.

Wind magic in the distance. Martial arts nearby.

He can be described as an extremely powerful sorcerer with both close range support.

"So, what's wrong with that magician?

"Two days ago, we were reported to have entered this king's capital. I don't know what the purpose is, but there's no way they called me a five-year-old opponent. I wanted you to stay alert, too. Because freelance can be an enemy in some cases."

Strong magicians can be wary, even if they do nothing like this.

You may have simply come to King's Capital to meet an acquaintance.

But as for yourself serving your country, Mr. Rossum is certainly right.

Because there is also a real possibility that he was hired by forces hostile to our country.

"There are a lot of problems and things to be vigilant about..."

"No, really. I wonder if we can get more people..."

The person who became the starting point of the conversation - me for scouting only form to Alt-kun, but my hopes seemed dim.

He seems to have quickly realized that our working environment is not good.

Making that kid a colleague in ten years would be a thin expectation, wouldn't it?

"Well, what is it? There's nothing we can do now. - But think about it."

"Got it. I don't know if Nanbe's intentions lie in the back yard, but I can't overlook the danger that young children face."

I don't know what I just told you, so I'm going to support Alt-kun backwards.

(And even so, that kid is an insane genius. If it's a line-up exam, you'll get over it on your own)

It's called the odd water bullet I showed you during the sixth grade exam, it's called the strength to retreat an elf raider, that boy's strength is more than an adult in line already.

And this is just a cane, but I don't feel like that kid has any more powerful hands.

That boy is the natural enemy of the sorcerer.

In a battle against magic, you even feel that way, like you outweigh all things.

Still, he's just a kid.

(If the back yard is unscrupulous, you have to help by straining your body)

But my resolve was also vain, and the next day, on assignment, I had to leave the King's Capital for about ten days.

I went on a business trip, mindless and leaving Mr. Torone in the king's capital, which was dangerous when I was alone.

- It wasn't until I returned to Wang Capital that I heard about Alto Crane Putt destroying the sorcerer Kashua intact and passing the fifth grade exam in full.