Life with my Little Sister

A wave that spreads with the sound of a bell.

Beautiful patterns are drawn in the air, like water droplets dripping in water spreading ripples.

This is Manon's trump card - "Fork Boundary."

Alto is running backwards the moment this boundary is activated.

"Good judgment. My" World "also invalidates body strengthening magic. Not only that, it also has the effect of drastically reducing the performance of magical weapons. I mean, in front of me, everybody's going to be just a person."

Manon only smiles confidently when he is convinced of his first victory.

I'm just saying there's no point in launching an attack in a hurry.

"Alto can't do anything anymore. So surrender yourselves gently. Then I'll take you on a date as a reward for your hard work.

It was the mother who responded to the words.

"So, it's still too early to date! No, no, no!

She said such a thing in a hurry.

Even though I already have a daughter, it seems that "your side" is a glare.

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Alto Cranput was fortunate enough that a two-sided girl would not attack him.

With a serious face, he gazes at the boundaries of the fork.

"Fufufufu. No, no, no. Now that this is active, Alto has no chance of winning."

Wind bullets fly like teases.

Alto thought about it, and threw it away as a clam.

Hmm? You're not completely out of your mind, are you? But you know what? That's what you're saying. Everything's off.

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Chichaku.

Alto is murmuring about something.

Manon's eyes look like it's pointless.

However, Malhelit told his daughter that he could use hearing enhancement.

"Manon, if you want to win, throw away your mind. You won't get it back, will you?

"Fufu. I'm not going to lose now. Look at Alto's helplessness. I can't do anything anymore. Poor thing, huh?

At that moment, the Globe shined.

Margherite and Philomena were the only ones who noticed a slight change in shape.

Manon hasn't even looked at you.

Her mother seemed to have held her head.

Eventually, some water bullets are fired at the Manon.

She noticed the attack, but she didn't show any movement.

Because there's no need for that.

Alto's attack was nullified.

"I told you it was useless. Did you think it was a" limit on the number of times "? No, that's not it. As long as my magic continues, this" world "cannot be broken."

Philomena on the ringside questioned the winning Manon.

(What kind of senseless attack would that Alto make? Even that unknown attack on the White Child led him to Destroy after hypothesis and reasoning....? No, that can't be right.)

Philomena is cautious because she's just getting into battle. I'm not too slow.

Compared to Manon, she was overwhelmingly victorious for her breadth of vision and depth of mind.

So, if Philomena had been in this situation, it would not have been in a situation like 'after this'.

Alto Cranput let go of his spear.

"Oh, are you going to surrender?"

Along the way, Alto broke in.

It's a push by strengthening the body.

Like an arrow, fast.

"Have you found a way to physically attack? Didn't I tell you it was useless? In front of my world..."

"... what a fool..."

Soon afterwards, I heard the "mother" moaning.

She thought it was directed at Alto Cranput.

But...

(Alto's body will soon come into contact with the "boundary." Physical enhancement will disappear and become just a helpless child. At that moment, I'll throw some magic into you and make you surrender!

In an ultra-fast world, Alto's body touched the "border."

He was clapping his hands.

The palm touches the "border."

(Come on! It's stalling!?)

The child in front of him has a token and a sudden brake.

--Her eyes were wide open when she was thinking about that.

(Don't stall!? Why!?)

She saw it.

It's like the oil film gets hit, and it gets punctured in a tuning fork.

From that gap, a beautifully shaped boy came in.

(Avoiding...!

Manon was astonished, but he tried to evade.

Normally, people can't react to anything if they get stuck in Islam.

Even if I wanted to slow Alto down, I was really good at it.

--But...

"--Eh"

I heard a stunned voice.

Manon's body, which tried to evade by strengthening itself, had no magic on it.

There was just a luxurious girl.

Ironically, the boy who was supposed to stall was alive, and it was Manon who was in a state without magic.

"Ugh, that's a lie...!?"

That's Manon's last words, which he murmured before "settle."

As the air burst, the girl's body was blown out of the ring.

It is enough to forget both reception and defense.

However, there is no injury.

Her mother, her opponent, and the three court magicians on the ringside all rolled out wind cushions.

Manon was lying on his back on the lawn.

I couldn't understand what had happened.

"That's it. The winner, Alto Craneput."

My mother's voice sounded faintly.

A voice that eliminated the unexpectedness of just saying that 'he' deserved to win.

Manon stood up.

I still couldn't understand that it was settled.

Look at yourself on the lawn.

"What is that?"

and only murmured.

--I saw something incredible.

Philomena thought so.

She is an excellent magician.

And I know Margherite's "Fork Boundary."

That's why I knew what had happened.

(Alto noticed the "waveform" immediately. Probably at a glance...)

She stares at a boy who looks like a corpse and likes to look like a warrior.

The child must have instantly come up with three points: "nature", "tactics", and "ways to reverse" against the powerful magic of the unknown.

It was a bad thing.

Rumor has it, the priest.

Or...

(Does the nature of "magic" have deep fabrication, or does it have great compatibility?

The inference is correct.

The true aptitude of Alto Cranput was "raw magic," and it was in its "roots."

Being good at water tricks is nothing more than rumors.

(My reasoning on how to break it will be asked later by Mr Malhelit. Knowing the battle now will be a tremendous asset.....)

She was delighted that there had been an unexpected harvest at the place where she came to watch over Manon, the "daughter of an acquaintance."

And Manon regained his sanity.

"Why, why, why, why, why, why, why!

Like an old boy, he was rolling on the lawn.

The pimples are completely visible, but no one points it out.

She still can't believe she lost.

I don't understand how I lost.

"Uhh...! Alto, it's you...!

"Whatever you say...."

He swallowed the words that it was the end of the herd.

"First of all, that spear is crazy!?"

"Even if you say so. Martial arts teachers still have no choice but to use physical enhancement in the first place, and there are people at the same age who can't stand their teeth."

"Ugh, you're kidding. Absolutely not!

"I'm not lying...."

Well then, what is magic! If it's so amazing, you won't lose except to me!? "

…………

The three of Alto, Malhelit, and Philomena looked at each other.

A boy wearing signs like overworked zombies says with a funny face.

"Just before this battle, I had a virtual rundown....."

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From the mother's reaction, it soon became clear that it was true.

Manon leans down in tremor.

"Well, then, am I weak?

It is not weak.

Intercept Alto who tried to say so, Malhelit says.

"You just tasted the strength of not being able to be chronic, right? I will never allow you to skip training again!

"That's not true..."

Something like a bandage peeled off from the forehead of a depressed girl.

Until then, the boy who had tried to calm down opened his mouth.

"Eh...!? Manon?!?"

There was a girl with a "third eye" on her forehead.