The Branded Female Fencer

"Eh."

"Yes, stand still without moving!

Jake had Dute Hilde handle the wounds he had made from his training after he was defeated by Crudas.

"Whirl! You can't do it any better?

"You're practicing with me because I can't, right? There must be no such thing as a wasp!

"How about a cookout internship?"

"Holy shit!

In that quarrelsome interaction, the nursing room instructor looks at the two with a bitter smile.

"Practice bench or me? I should have had Linda do this."

"You're telling me Linda's better than a wasp?

"Of course not. He's good at bandaging."

"Then you should let Linda do it!?

When Dute Hilde leads the bandage to power, he slaps the place so hard that he seems to be able to bill it.

"Ghaaaa!

"Yes, over! Hung!"

And Dute Hilde left with a tight, rambling shut of the door. Seeing how it goes, Ms Hamitte, a nursing instructor, is laughing at me for creeping up.

"It's not funny, Doctor."

"No, I'm sorry. Look, come here, Mr. Jake. Let me rewind your bandages for you. If you tie it too hard, your blood circulation will be worse."

Ms Hamitte goes to rewind Jake's bandage in a handy manner. Jake was left to take care of Hamitte, a nursing instructor, because of his recently intensified training.

"And yet, Jake, you need to understand a little bit more about women's minds."

"Female heart?"

"Yes. My teacher would wish Gloria had those classes."

Hamitte rewrapped Jake's bandage, looking like he said he was hilarious and couldn't wait. He still doesn't know why he did it to Jake, and he always looked strange.

Jake looks like he's stuck in a fox, but leaves nursing class behind. And after this, it's an afternoon class. Seating school is sleepy, he says, and when Jake heads to the classroom with a slightly heavier foothold, he meets Miltre, who commands five years along the way to pull a big box and let him carry it.

"Mm, Jake."

"Miltre. What, that big box?

"The more I ask you to put on" Mr. "properly..."

Miltre lightly hits Jake in the head.

"Well, it's a rough day... so, Miltre,. What about that box?

"This."

Miltre slaps the box really hard.

"There's a warcraft in here"

"Yeah? Is it dangerous?

"Next time there will be a class that will make Warcraft fight each other and observe their actions. This is for practice, so it's very informative, right? You're a warcraft for that."

Miltre explains. It sure sounds like you can hear something snagging from inside.

"But then what?

"At the end of the day, Crudas fights"

"Yes!?

Jake was surprised by the words. Isn't that just dangerous?

"Surprise what? Neither have I, and I have already made five appearances in the demonic hunt leading up to Crudas. I'm not surprised."

"Sure if you ask me."

"Or do you want to fight instead?

To Miltre's mean words, Jake thought a little. But...

"I'll stop"

I thought I'd ride.

"No, because I think it's stupid to risk your life for nothing. He says that knights risk their lives for the righteous when they are righteous, in the righteous place."

"... it would be splendid if I could say that"

Shake Jake's head like Miltre was impressed. But Jake didn't dislike it as strange.

"I'm a pigsty. I used to get mad at my superiors when I went in there."

"Somehow I understand"

"You bastard!

Slightly poking Jake in the head like Miltre got angry.

"Keep your mouth down."

"Excuse me."

"Yeah, I'm gonna keep this guy in the vault behind the armory, but you're never gonna get close, are you? You'll get in and out of the arsenal well, just in case."

Copy that, seniors.

That's all Jake said and said hello to Miltre, he was headed to the classroom.

Colour... Colour...

A bell rings announcing the end of the afternoon. and, at the same time, Jake stretches his back and stretches his body.

"Ugh, it's finally over"

"Jake, what are your plans for today?

Nellie asks Jake.

"It sounds like a joint Knights practice this evening, and I was removed. There's going to be a lot of problems aligning children with other messengers."

"I see, so is that. That means"

"Oh, I'm free until night. Alberto and Rafferty are busy today, and if Roxanne is free, I'm going to ask her to practice swords, but I don't know if she has any particular plans."

"There are no challenges today either. Then why don't you call me to Bruns' house?

"Bruns'?

Jake takes a glimpse of the Bruns. Bruns has already come out of the punishment room and is living his normal school life. That he officially apologized to Jake about seven days ago. It was right back from the punishment chamber. Apparently, he had something in mind. Now Jake also accepts that apology honestly and often speaks normally.

Bruns was a pretty good guy if you talk to him too, a sloppy one to put it badly, but a good one, he wasn't focused on the details. It is also well understood that his father is in a position to be entrusted with one knighthood. If Bruns learns what a knight is, he'll be regarded as a rigid man.

Although there are sometimes insensitive remarks, I'm sure Jake would be the same for himself, so it was mutual. And now we get along pretty well, and the Bruns offer makes the swordsmanship archery a little bit easier. The Bruns are always breathing when they take one from Jake, but inside they won't let Jake.

Well, it is every day, but what is the reason for fulfilling the invitation?

"Why?"

"Now his educator, the butler, is here. So let's have dinner at his house. I apologize for the last time, but Bruns couldn't convince me with words alone."

"Heh. That's weird and disciplined."

Jake nods as impressed. And because of that, I decided to call you. Other usual friendly groups join the scene. You just said Linda, Diethilde, Lotte, Rascal, Ruth, and a few others. But Jake felt something caught in his heart.

In doing so, Bruns' butler showed up in the classroom. It has a nice, serene old butler vibe. Jake is surprised how he grows up and how a boy with such a pig samurai personality grows up.

And Jake sees the butler for some reason and is restless.

Watching the butler upsets my chest area. He's never been through this before, such as Jake hating humans at first sight.

"(That's crazy... why not? I guess it's my fault)"

Apparently none of my people have the same impression. Everyone seems to enjoy listening to the butler and is already thrilled with what to treat and what to prepare - bu.

That's how Jake stayed in the mood and accepted the Bruns' invitation.

The dinner party ended with nothing. For now, I know why the Bruns get so fat. It would be natural if you ate more than three times as much confectionery as any other human being. It was the end of being stopped by Linda on the way.

But Jake was relieved for some reason, despite the fact that the dinner party was safe. Dinner was delicious without complaining, but Jake didn't really get his hands on it. I didn't feel that way for some reason. Jake noticed that he was following every deed of the butler when he noticed.

"Hmm..."

"What's up, Jake?

"Rascal."

Rascal was worried that Jake had a face that wouldn't float.

"You look pale, Jake. Did you break it in your stomach for a fancy meal you're unfamiliar with?

"Don't be with you, Rascal"

"What a grace when people were worried"

Rascal looked sinister, but Jake was nowhere near it.

"(I don't know why... what catches you? I feel like I missed something. something you shouldn't miss)"

"Hey, are you sure you're okay?

"Ah, oh. I think it's okay..."

Yes, it should be fine. and Jake told himself. However, it did not feel clear that something had gone wrong.

Continued