Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Another two years have passed.

I am thirteen years old, and Giselle is eleven.

I feel time passes fast because I live an unchanged life with repeated magic training every day.

At this rate, he seems to be over the age of his previous life or something if he finds out.

Exhale forever and fly the wood chips on the oatem.

Even today I was carving oatems in the garden.

What I'm building now is a four-armed oatem.

It uses spherical joints and is the type of autoem that moves with the shin and the arm.

If it's done, maybe a medium-sized warcraft can beat you.

I believe Autoem has endless possibilities.

There is Gisele, the same as usual, beside her.

Gisele also began making autoems in earnest a few months ago.

Brotherly, I can't help but be anxious to cut my hands off with a knife.

Of course, I'm a little happy that my sister is growing up.

I'm just starting to wonder if it's a little bad lately.

I feel like I'm starting to float a little in the settlement because I've been pulling cages and living my training days.

All I talk about outside my family is the sheikhs.

Somehow, it brings back memories from previous lives.

It was me because I was immersed in black magic back then, but I didn't think this would happen for the same reason in a magical world.

Nevertheless, I am a self-admitting witchcraft kitsch, so I have no problem enough to be seen with white eyes by the public.

The anxiety is that Gisele can't play with kids her age because she's attached to me perfectly.

Gisele still can't even sleep satisfactorily without me sleeping with her.

At this rate all the time, you'll be in trouble ahead.

I stop carving the oatem and look at Gisele.

Gisele's age is also, when it comes to Japan, time to graduate from elementary school.

Isn't it time for my brother to leave?

No, it's too late.

"What is it, brother? Suddenly yes... when you can stare at your face, it lights up a little"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought I'd carve you as a model again in a while..."

Let's be appropriately light-hearted and deluded.

It's not like talking to the person.

All I have to do is worry in the shadows and direct Gisele to do so.

"Well, that's kind of..."

Giselle frowned and smiled bitterly.

It used to be something I was happy about, but I don't like being made a model of Autem.

Is that true?

Autem has a lot of pretty scrupulous faces.

Somehow, it seems like that kind of culture.

Well, if I beautify this cylindrical doll, it's more creepy that way, so it's reasonable.

"You used to be a big deal when I said the same thing."

Giselle chuckled when I made fun of her.

I didn't think Gisele would remember because she was two years old at that time, but she remembered how this looked.

"No, brother."

"Yeah?"

Gisele gets up from the chair-shaped oatem and looks at my face as she peeks in.

"... that's what I thought you'd look at me if you were to model me. Sure, I was back then."

I got one of these.

I didn't know you were being outdone by a two-year-old.

Gisele is a smart girl. I look forward to the future.

"At that time, my brother, he said he wasn't really interested in anything other than Autem."

"Now it's better?

Gisele put her hand on her mouth and tilted her neck, showing her how to think for about a few seconds before breaking up with her.

"You're getting worse. But now you can look at me. As far as I'm concerned, that's enough."

I feel like I've been dealing with my parents and my sister in a line, whether it's because of my weak attachment to them because of reincarnation or because I couldn't have a decent family relationship in my previous life.

However, Giselle and I had so many opportunities for contact that we quickly broke it deep... but I wonder if it is still where we hide and, in some cases, avoid against my father and mother.

... No, is that mostly because of witchcraft?

"... for a long time, I guess I'll follow my father's hunt tomorrow"

Don't just point it at your teeth.

No doubt in this world, because Zerelut is my father.

The man who's thirteen years old and doesn't even go hunting to Locke, just eating the rice he's served, is about me in this settlement.

Most of all, I use oatem to help me... and if you allow me to use oatem for hunting, I think I can make quite a contribution... well, I don't know about that.

It may just be a whim, but let's go hunting tomorrow.

"Yep... because my father was finally starting to give up on me too... you don't look like my brother, do you?

Gisele swells her cheeks.

I don't like being left behind, I guess I'm stubborn.

Damn, she's a cute little sister.

"Isn't that nice, hunting? I like my brother, who is immersed in magic. I used to get a little jealous of Autem or something."

Gisele says, poking a carved autoem he's holding on his thigh with a knife tip.

Come on, if you say that, you'll shake your feelings.

Don't let me ruin my mind.

Gisele's knife stabbed him properly in the eye area, which was about to be carved by Autem.

Makes a mechanical noise and peels off the eye area.

You were jealous of Autem back in the day, weren't you?

"Brother, when I measured it during this time, it was muscle strength 4, right? I can't help but hunt now. Yeah, but that's fine. Such a savage thing, your brother doesn't need it. I've been looking at your brother my whole life, and I say," No doubt about it. "

Giselle keeps her face close the whole time.

The tip of my nose touched slightly.

Peroli and Gisele tongue out like a prank.

"Oh, oh... yeah, I guess so"

When I respond raw, Gisele looks away from me like she's satisfied.

"I carved a little too much. It's hard. We have to scrape again and re-carve our faces."

Giselle says, rubbing her thumbs around the eye area of the oatem she has.

... I knew Gisele needed a brother away.

I now strongly recognised it.

Let's just go hunting tomorrow and let Gisele leave a message for a while.

I put the oatem I was holding on the ground and pick up the cane instead.

I wave the scepter toward the red oatem on the edge of the garden.

The red oatem emitted a small amount of light and collapsed.

At the same time, the surrounding space shakes.

That red oatem is a special oatem for the junction.

During my training, I have placed an autoem for the junction in the four corners of the garden and developed a junction of perception inhibition.

My father gave up my regeneration because of the existence of this conjuncture of perception inhibition.