That night, the Cortina house was drunk by a vortex of chaos. No, should I say chaos of alcohol?

From Maxwell and Gaddles of Elves and Dwarves, it would have been painful to see the fading Lyell you see.

That should have seemed like a momentum from them to think they might be sick.

But that old Lyell and Maria stop at this. Temporarily speaking, we can live with them and their daughter for some time to come.

I can understand how happy that is that I've been on an adventure with you.

That day he would recommend liquor to me. With Lyell - I'm seven in the first place - I would go to sleep... I pretended.

I've opened up a few days, but I still have the sword training in the cloud.

My people are getting drunk and drunk. Thanks to this, I was able to get out without anyone noticing me.

of the usual storage yard, the usual time.

When I got there before the cloud arrived, I decided to check my abilities.

Turn the dagger into a spear first and try to wrap the phantom around it. I use both items in times of need, so I wanted to get used to it.

Change every costume to fly yarn and fly around between lumber and buildings.

Use your magic to adjust the length of the spear and fly yarn from your favorite armor from previous life.

"Wow, this is..."

The time it took to get around is obviously faster compared to your lifetime.

Although his physical abilities have not changed so much from before, spear retrieval and manipulation of the center of gravity had allowed for more intense manoeuvre.

"My body's lighter, so it feels more effective."

As the spear grows and the weight increases, my light body is swinging at it.

Using it effectively will make it possible to move more agile than ever before. But...

"For that matter, the burden is heavy, too, huh?

I'm only forcefully correcting my body to be swung with yarn, and the strain on my joints is higher than ever.

Just going around, the physical savings were already screaming.

"This has to look for limits for a while, if you suck, don't get hurt as badly as before"

I screwed up the yarn reinforcement, and it was only a few months ago that I was seriously injured here.

I'm a learned man, so I'll never fail like that again.

"Hey, it's time for the cloud to come along."

That said, before he came, my body was already close to its limit.

I'm not talking about a sword training place in this state. It's bad for him, but maybe you should still stop working out today.

That's how I made my decision, and I heard mild footsteps.

"Ugh!? He's already here! That bastard, diligent in vain..."

I was turning my consciousness to my own body, so I was delayed in realizing it.

Release the phantom in a hurry and return to its original appearance. So the cloud showed up at the storage yard.

"Master, come already... that, Master?

I was the one there... I mean, me in the usual state of disguise.

Cloud knew I was a girl, but I hid half my face, and my hair was covered in mufflers.

I mean, tonight's the first time I've ever exposed Spin's face.

"Uh, hey?

"Are you really a master? You looked like that."

"Because it's a bit of a conspicuous look. I try to hide it from people I don't trust."

"I mean, you never trusted me before?

"Don't say that. This is a pretty, weak girl. And be vigilant."

"What? Weak?

The guy in the cloud also has a lighter mouth than usual because of his appearance with no majesty at all.

But I have to tell you that I can't train today. Earlier tests had strained my body more than I imagined.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not feeling well today. Why don't you stop studying and just do your basic physical training?

"Damn, is the master willing to teach me the sword... no, he's still strong enough, but come on"

You complain, but you don't hear 'why'.

It's totally my misallocation of pace about today, but he seemed to be paying attention around it.

"I'm sorry. Hurt yourself a little."

"Anyway, it's about the master, so you did something unscrupulous again."

"Rude. There's just too much heat in the experiment."

As I sit back on the lumber, I slap a light mouth on my cloud opponent, who starts running around in the storage yard.

But it's not a bad thing to care about a woman. At least this guy is more attentive than I ever was.

To apologize. Next time, I'll even give you a souvenir handkerchief.