Life with my Little Sister

"So, we're meeting?

I put up a spear.

Concentrate solely on the spear, as you do during your training with Teene.

Of course, although I use the magic of fortification.

(It wouldn't make much sense to super enhance and beat the brev with physical ability to overwhelm him......)

Then you will have the same sentiment as you have beaten Hatko so far.

'Oh, or I would have won,' he said.

So assume as much strength as Brev, and strengthen your flesh.

You have to beat Brev with pure spear skill, not physical ability, not driving.

"Ohh! I'll do it!

Because it's a long awaited battle, or Brev is exhaling pneumonia.

Meanwhile, I can't afford to loosen up.

Unlike me at Inch Child, Brev's talent is real. I can't be chronic.

…………

Grab the spear and look at it jiggly.

Brev is not the only one who sees it.

Other than that, it matters.

"Begin!

Your grandfather's decree hangs.

I stepped on the ground and stuck a spear in it.

"Ganye!

Brev avoided his half in an instant, while shooting his ten hands into the spear.

I'd stick around at this point before the reinforcement.

"... Phew!

The fortified body withstood the impact of the iron rod.

Pull the spear immediately and poke it in again.

"Nooo...... ugh!?"

My spear couldn't start flying. Brev tries to get a distance.

- But I won't let you.

Step in, poke the spear.

When you say you have reach, you say it's easy to chase.

"Ho...? Al's guy, you got a little foot judgment, too, huh? You're not just sitting back and poking. You can't move in a way that's conscious of" making a mistake. "

Grandpa is nodding happily.

But surely, I've been pointed out by Tine to the importance of footmen.

Brev tries to dive into my nostalgia.

But immediately pull the spear and place it on the front.

I won't let you in.

I won't let you near me.

I won't let you get away with it.

"Kuku...... Al's guy. You totally understand the nature of a spear and a weapon... The boulder is my grandson."

Not because he's Grandpa's grandson.

Because Tine is a good teacher.

She said.

"May I, Master Alto? The spear is not a 'take distance' weapon. It's a weapon that controls space."

Says...

Spears don't just say they can attack from afar.

He said it was a weapon that restrained his opponent's behavior and controlled his movements with that reach.

"Make your opponent move. Give me a choice. I'm going to cut my freedom. That's the flavor of jujitsu. A magician who can control space will never lose. Even if you deal with a large number, not one-on-one. Exquisite spears are so many weapons."

Tine's face at that time was truly proud.

So much so that I know that that high elf lady knight will love the spear and its skill from the bottom of her heart.

(In fact, the teen who is making the most of the time was strong even in "one-on-many")

Whether it was last year's catastrophe or she was surrounded by herds of submissive demons, she was crushing all of them.

I guess it's impossible for me to reach that power.

However, it can be used as a lifetime reference.

This is how you're becoming my skill now.

"Ku...... Huh!?"

Brev distorts his face.

Probably feeling fierce difficulty doing it.

As the master says, deprive him of his liberty.

A spear is a weapon that can do that.

Poke the spear.

[]/(exp, v5r) to be shocked/to be shocked/

Swirl instantly and pay your feet with a stone poke.

Brev jumps away.

Crush the distance, put up the spear.

Control the opponent's movements and chase him to the edge.

It's a move I've trained over and over again, so there's no starvation.

"Hmm...... Al's guy, don't look like he's being taught by an extra good teacher. It's not a natural move, it's a result of training."

My grandfather, a warrior in the war, seems to know that.

On the other hand, those who can move naturally.

The Brev boy seemed to think he couldn't stand it.

Clearly, my expression changed.

I guess they're going to set something up.

"Let's go, Al. It's for eel rice! Spread out!

"Brev's an idiot. What are you gonna do when you declare you're set up?"

My grandfather is smiling bitterly.

But I don't know 'scatter me'.

My life is less than a sea urchin.

Brev kicks the ground.

I poke a spear.

Up to this point, it's the same as earlier.

That's where the difference came from.

He jumped to the side.

And I kicked the tree I was planting in the garden.

The recoil pushes me in.

(Triangle jumping!?)

Surprised, the response was delayed.

If you were calm, you could have pulled a step and slapped the spear.

This would be my immature.

Brev is already on his way to the present.

"No, no, no, no, no!

What about that call?

But the spear won't make it.

So I let go.

I took my hands off the spear.

――!?

Briefs flying in surprise.

I twist my body and escape the Hatko orbit.

At the same time, I stuck my hand in my nose.

And our bodies, they're different.

"Gu...... Huh!

Brev raises his voice and lands.

"That's it. Al's Win"

Grandfather tells.

All I did was use the dagger I had hidden in my nostalgia - it's made of training wood in Grandpa's house - for the counter as a subwebpon.

Brev, distracted only by the spear, ate it.

"Damn it...... Al. You could have used a dagger too..."

"Just a little."

This is Teane's teachings too.

But don't be sorry you couldn't win with just proper pure mastery.

The spear is a long way from me.

"Uh, shit! I lost. I lost! Egg rice!

Brev became a big letter on the lawn.

Either you regret losing, or you regret not being able to eat eels.

"Al, you're strong..."

My friend shrugs as I look at the sky.

Neither do you.

I answered as I picked up the spear.

Brev has his lips pointed.

"Strengthen your body, if it's true, you can make more awesome moves, right? In conjunction with me, you did it in a 'to that extent' move, didn't you?

The Hatko boy seemed to have noticed that he was placing a limit on the amount of enhancement.

"... Mr. Shark. I was totally weak."

"Ha ha! Right. You're weak. Still weak. Knowing him is a big step forward."

My grandfather stroked my head.

"Thank you, Al. Now the Brev guy will put himself in more archaeology."

Grandpa seems happy.

Now, for once, did you serve your purpose?

"Al, you're amazing. But I'm gonna be stronger, too, right?

Brev says as he wakes up his torso.

He said I was' awesome '.

But I do have a lot of flirting.

I guess what's really 'awesome' is the brev who can still get this far at the age of seven.

There's just a reflection here, and you're not eligible to receive praise, really.

But you can't talk about my 'background', and I have to refrain from praising him because the purpose was to screw up Brev's chronic mind.

So I silently offered my hand and caused Master Hatko.

"Oops....... Thankyou, Al"

He laughs as he pounds his own buttocks.

Being able to switch without weirdly snagging or feeling inferior would be proof that your mind is sound. That's a sappy thing.

"Well. Well, Al. It's not right for you to lose, so let's have another fight at the end?

"Hmm? You still gonna do that?

"Ouch! But now you're forbidden to use any sorcery?

I don't hate losing, do I?

- So, what's the result?

"Guh."

"Ha ha! What's up, Al! You're so weak!

I got suckered over the lawn, there was just a look of me.

I'm a magician here, so this is what it would be like without magic.