Miniature Garden Chemister

Perspective: Ikr

Hal Suzhana and I met when I was seven.

Hal, referring to himself as the first brave man, was honestly nagging.

I was born in the Cursed Slave Village and live as a cursed slave, and my parents weren't there anymore.

That's when I met my master, Hal.

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"Look, Ickle can pull his hips out there."

"Mmmm..."

I wave my stick desperately with my little hand. In order to correct the posture, the master's hand touches his back and is corrected.

An overwhelming master is no match for a young man himself, though not very much.

In the garden of a small house, I train to be strong every day.

Although the Cursed Slave Village you live in is small, there are woods nearby that you can get trained to practice with demons, and it's not that bad of an environment.

"Why is my master so strong? sloppy."

"Even Ickle, if you train a lot, you'll be strong. You must be 10 now, right? Strong enough."

"... mmm"

To live, to be strong.

My master teaches me how to fight and live.

"Well, a hundred times after a bare swing. After that, shall we have dinner?"

"Ha!"

If you answer honestly and speak up, the master smiles and says "good luck" for you.

The master was very sweet to me, though he trained strictly.

"Ickle is honest. Normally, if you were ten, you'd want to play."

"…… nothing. I'm a curse slave, and if I play, I can't live."

My master praises me for being a child but working out and being great. I said I didn't do anything. I don't know the times about the master either, but I think he's probably about half a teenager.

The years aren't so far apart, but the intensity was overwhelmingly different. How can I get such tremendous power?

Just the kind of workout I do makes me anxious to be as strong as my master.

"Well, Ikuru has to be the strongest."

"Huh?"

"'Cause I'm the master of the first brave, right? There's no way Ickle can't be strong."

"…… so I won't lie like that."

Haha the laughing master tells himself he is the first brave man. There's no way a brave man who lived hundreds of years ago is this young. Or even though there's no way he's alive.

... are you trying to make me laugh?

"Well, no. I'll get dinner ready, so come when you're done."

"Mm."

Nod, drop off the master's hindsight, and then wave the stick again.

The stick my master gave me was light and familiar with my hand. With the name "Wind Stick", this is the first gift my master has given me.

My attribute is wind. He prepared a stick to tame it with.

Master's attribute is flame. It has overwhelming firepower and screws the enemy down.

... the wind attribute is more than support. Of course, I have attack magic, but I can't use it as a curse slave. I guess I should cancel it sometime, but I don't need to do that at the moment.

It's the stick my master gave me, because I want to be strong.

"Yes, yes............!

Humph! And the sound of the stick cutting the wind reaches my ear.

Given the blunt sound of boom at first, I think I've improved a lot in the last three years.

But it's still not enough. When the master waves the stick, there is no sound. So fast, and read the wind and wave the stick.

"…… even veteran adventurers aren't that strong."

Reminds me of an adventurer who came to this village before.

Even though the rank was A, I felt much weaker than my master.

"……… Are you really a brave man?

You know, though I think it's a lie.

There are a lot of things in that master that I can't explain.

Overwhelming strength.

I don't think there's anything you don't know, the amount of knowledge.

And most importantly, I don't think the master has grown.

Three years before we met, it hasn't changed much. My height just grows toward my master.

It's strange that it's supposed to be a growing season, but it doesn't change. I don't know if it's some kind of curse, but the master doesn't say anything. So I don't ask anything either.

... because when I heard about it, I felt like my relationship with my master was over.

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During the season, I turned 17. [M]

If you realize it, you'll grow tall to the same height as your master and look the same age.

But I still don't ask why. [M]

"Is that it?"

In the morning, I woke up feeling uncomfortable.

My spine kind of trembles at that feeling I first received. I wonder if you caught a cold, but it's not like you have the guts or the heat.

…… What is it, blurry vision?

Blink your pussy and eyes.

Apparently, it turns out that only the left eye is blurred, not both eyes.

Of course there is the phenomenon of poor eyesight, but I have never heard of it happening overnight like this before.

"It's okay, it'll heal soon..."

Makes me blind.

But it was enough for a moment for the body to fear the anxiety that suddenly struck. I held my body in my arms with only half my body awake from the bed.

…………

How long have you been doing that?

I heard a master calling me from the kitchen, and I still couldn't think of getting up. A good smell of breakfast that tickles your nose doesn't stir your appetite as usual.

"Ickle?"

You cut the paralysis, my master came to my room. That voice, which I call a little worrisome, is more calm than usual... but it goes straight through me.

"Not feeling well, either?

……

Come right to the side and put your hand on my forehead.

"Well, I don't think I have a fever."

……

"Ickle?"

"……… Master"

"Yeah?"

"My left eye is blurry."

When I finally told him why I was lying down, I heard my master's breath. [M] "Show me," he peered into my face.

The voice of such a hurried master, maybe I've never heard it before.

"Complete Resurrection"

"...... Huh!?"

My master's hand suppresses my forehead and I can see both eyes.

In the next moment, words were spun that could not be heard from the master's mouth. But I felt its overwhelming magic and found that it was an unlikely recovery spell.

"…… What do you say?

I can't return my affirmation to the voice of my master, whose anxiety is coloured.

Because blurred vision never healed.

"Really?"

The words of the powerless master pierced me deeply.

If he was such a strong man and a master who thought nothing was impossible, my little hope was that he would figure it out.

"Nothing, I'm fine. The right eye looks normal, and the wind is powerful, so the support is adequate."

"... Huh. Ickle grew up really dependable. But I'll definitely find a way to treat it."

Pong stroked my head and I wanted to scream that I was no longer a little child.

But I can't tell you that if I saw my master's anxiety-shaking eyes, I wouldn't be very much like that.

"Well, I'm not expecting it"

Inform her that the usual routine begins again after the two of us eat breakfast.

But it was another moment when it broke.

My master is gone.

"Why?"

A few days after his left eye vision became blurred, the master disappeared.

Until now, when I went out somewhere, I had always told them where to go, and they were back at night at the latest. I haven't heard from him in three days.

"Got involved in some kind of case?

No, that's not it. The idea of immediate floating denial was normal given the overwhelming strength of the master.

The fact that the master can do it means that there is not one in all.

Possibility is that something happened to the other person and the master was involved in the case trying to help.

"'Cause a master can fix it in three days"

The conclusions I immediately drew myself, but there is no mistake.

For the 10 years I lived with my master, I didn't have any cases. Basically, he was the kind of master who would do the resolution within that day.

Demon crusades, village renovations, searches for lost children in the woods, bandit exorcisms, and more.

"……… Could it be"

The last possibility I've been led to is the worst.

But most credible.

"Did you leave because I was blind?

Have you no longer found hope in the future of your disciple?

"... I'll find him and beat him up. I'm gonna make you regret leaving me."

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"If I touch Hinami and she starts flirting again, I'm in trouble.... Hey, Master?

Let Master Hinami stand firmly on the ground and see his master for the first time in about three years.

The way it looked, since he was gone... no. It's just like when we met.

My age is 19, but my master looks about the same age because he's an adult.

"……… icle"

"Uh, eh!

If you call my name as my master has noticed, Master Hinami will raise her voice in surprise.

"'Cause Ickle said he wanted to punch you, Master!?"

"……… Hinami-sama"

Damn, how can you remember a story like that that doesn't matter?

I don't miss the fact that my master looks surprised, but laughs, "You're getting annoyed".

"I want to punch you, huh. I've done so much terrible, I can't help it."

"You're being very honest with me."

"Well. But I'm surprised that Ikuru knew about it."

The master's words are good too.

It is not common in "Letty Threel" to say that it is annoying. But I won't tell you how I know.

I don't want to go that far with the master who left me.

"Nothing, it has nothing to do with the master"

The reason for this is that it was written in a book given to the Spirit.

If Hinami-san hadn't bought it for me at that time, I wouldn't have done it for a long time.

I was also distracted by my master's body.

Well, the reason I lost my eyesight was that I was angry...

The master left me because he was the cause.

"Master"

"……… icle"

I went right around the corner and tried to punch my master full of strength... but I couldn't do that. Because the power didn't come in.

Don and I placed our hands on the master's shoulder just a little harder.

My master dumped me, so I didn't want to punch him.

I can't get my master to tell me the truth. I'm not worthy and I've always wanted to beat myself up......