Life with my Little Sister

Well, it's a first-degree exam.

In the case of my exams, I often get all sorts of strange eyes because for some reason I have a strange gallery with practical skills or my opponents are strange.

So I hope this time and next time or so it's genuine content.

"Yeah, right, Alt-kun"

Mr. Tordi, whom I haven't met in a long time, has a troubled, windy, sorry look on his face.

That's all they've noticed now, 'Not this time either'.

"Is there anything else..."

"Yes...... This time, especially. Mostly Alt-kun, though."

"Yeah? Me, is it...?

I wonder what that means?

Can you even make me do a handmatch?

"This time, someone will watch Alt-kun's exams."

"Who" watches the game?

Not "people"?

And is the gallery singular?

Move to the practice venue with your neck tilted.

My exam stage is, by way of example, a discreet spot on the end.

Why, I'm already...

And breathtaking.

(Marquis Caspel -!)

The man who was there.

It was a poor old man, the head of the Bailefeld family.

He's quiet, staring at this one.

I don't have a look, but I just found it staring.

(Oh, you idiot, I... Huh!

The shadow of the Marquis flickered behind Stefanus' appearance.

Besides, this old man was trying to determine my 'value for use'.

Showing up here wouldn't be a little weird.

(No, calm down... There must be no reason to have to be disturbed just because that grandfather sees you. Good as usual. Ordinary Mind, Ordinary Mind...)

I guess the upset wasn't on my face......

As much as possible, let's not look at that guy.

Moving his gaze to the martial stage, there stands a woman in a robe.

Is she the practice examiner?

I don't wear a protector for that, and the outfit looks different from the staff at the exam venue.

"Phew...? You're a genius and a rumor boy... Are you sure it's not a good idea?

She's a sister with a careless vibe somewhere.

I have a wand in my hand, and I feel like a magician.

Mr. Tordi, beside me, gives me an earful blow.

"Alt-kun. She's, uh, Mr. Maweeful, isn't she?

Um, even if they say so.

I don't know what she's like.

You must have guessed with this look.

Mr. Tordi gives a very chewy explanation.

"Yeah right...... He's a strong and famous magician."

"Very easy to explain, I'm afraid."

"If it's not as plain an expression as this, it's often not communicated to Mr. Torone..."

With a bitter smile, Mr. Tordi comes up with the name of the elf that caused the commotion before.

That elf, are you sure you're in trouble with this guy's house now?

With that in mind, the mage called Maweefull comes beside me with Tsukatsuka, and he stares at me seriously.

"You look cute inside. In ten more years, you might grow up to be a guy who gets cackled by girls?

It is true that he was born into an overwhelming aesthetic form more than in previous life, but I cannot honestly rejoice in Mr Stefanus to resemble him.

"Oh? You don't look very happy."

Maweeful leaned her neck against my attitude, but from the other side, she felt a slight snort. Maybe old Caspel read my mind movements.

As always, I can't stay alert.

"I hear a lot about you, don't I? You're good at water magic?

I'm not good at anything.

I just use water-based magic in my exams because it seems relatively safe to hit people.

Well, there won't be anything good to reveal in your hand, so let me use that misconception backwards and shake it on the subject appropriately.

"I know what you're good at, but I don't know what you're good at. If you can tell me, I think the exam will be fairer."

"Oh, you're pretty solid, huh? But don't tell me what magic I'm good at. 'Cause that's what you use for the opponent you should be tailored to in action. I only use the same water magic as you in my practice exams, so don't worry, okay?

I'm going to use magic other than water if it's a more advantageous situation...

Well, I was able to say, "Just the water system," and the neighborhood helps.

When you use multiple sorceries, it becomes difficult to cope, because you know you keep losing to Abel like you do every day.

While I was relieved, Maweehul stroked "The Ring of Attenuation" and said.

"It's definitely more enjoyable to have a hand."

Oh.

If you do everything you can, you can twist it without bitterness.

Well, it would be a much more common sense area of thought than thinking about 'what if I lost' to a six-year-old opponent.

Are you saying that even if you lose the practical exam, you may pass if you play a game with sights?

Nothing. I'm not aiming for a 'full exam score', so I don't mind losing if I can pass.

"You don't really feel that way. Are you confident? The boulder is a prodigy who came to the first level with an all-performing straight pass."

"No, I'm relieved that even if you lose, you won't have to get hurt."

Because there was something wrong with my opponents so far, like the brown good-looking guy who was in action, or Villy, who's been serious and slashing me.

(Oh, Mr. Tordi doesn't look bad, but he looks sorry. Did they think I disliked it?

Was that a slightly under-considered word?

But the opponent in front of me just laughed lightly at my words.

"Hehe...... I hope you're not hurt...?

Whoa.

You're not kidding me, are you?

Maweeful walked to the center of the martial arts stage and slapped the stage properly with a long wand.

They're going to start the exam.

"Alt-kun, if you pass here, it's finally the first stage. Good luck with that, huh?

"Thank you for your support. I'm coming."

Mr. Tordi drops me off and takes me up to the stage.

"The Only Gallery" doesn't matter.

"Hmph... Hope this is a fun game, huh?

"I'm glad it's an easy game"

"Oh, don't expect that, huh? I came here because I wanted to have fun."

Maweeful's smile came looking swordswallowed.

I don't need to be a strong enemy at all, so I'd expect 'he was actually weak' or something.

"Now, practice exams, please get started"

Mr. Tordi announces the start.

Come on, will you do it?

"-!"

With my face up, I suddenly glanced.

Ice columns slammed past his face.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Maweeful says that in a child-like voice where flirting has failed.

If I'd hit him now, I'd have felt badly injured, wouldn't I?

"You can't hit it, that's about it for you. Hey, prodigy?

A witch sorcerer laughing niggardly.

She used water derivative magic, ice magic.

Sure, it's a 'water system' in a broad sense, but I don't condone children......

"Hmph...... I'd say you're more than just a first-degree exam person, right? If you have a sweet idea about" Because I'm a kid, "I suggest you throw it away right now."

"No, no. You don't mind me insulting you. You're welcome to cut back."

"Nice personality, you."

Ice Column again. The number is four.

I don't do anything to target my hands and feet, but I'm looking straight at the steeple.

"Hahaha...... That's easy, you. It's strange not to think of my magic as' unintentional '."

"If you don't chant, you're fighting the right way at the moment."

That's right.

She is a user of unchanging magic.

I don't even shorten my time in fast language.

In no motion, all of a sudden magic is activated.

But that's the same thing with Abel.

Every day, every day, that's what I'm going through.

"Phew...? Is it possible that genius is the truth?

Ice Column Rapid Fire.

Moreover, it also combines feint and guidance.

It's not just a quick shot.

The way this guy fights seems so used to fighting in action.

"You just scratch your body and squeeze it clean. Besides, I'm reading through to this point of attack. If you're in line with someone, it's supposed to be an attack of the kind that hits the moment you think you did. Are you really a child?

The contents may not be children......

Well, there's a good reason why I didn't prevent it with magic.

(I've got a little time to work this one out...)

Use it against a lot of trouble, my trump card.

"Come on, it's time, 'Ten Globes'"