The Branded Female Fencer

- The leaves were dancing.

I felt the leaves dancing, to be precise. Nia's training had moved from matchmaking to something centered on meditation.

It's only 10 days since I exchanged greetings with Yao, my sister. Nia realized when she saw how Yao trained, how strong he was. In myself and Yao, he said that the talent he has is too different. As a cat, Nia noticed that she was born too different.

To compare, Yao will finish his training, which will take him a year, in 10 days. Though the same hundred men were in positions in the military, their strength was very different. And if we have already lost at this stage, it was possible for anyone to calculate that there would be no catching up from here to Yao, where the first nia is growing.

But Gora's challenge is to defeat Yao in battle. Nia had to explore another path, unlike Yao.

"(You can never win with speed. That move, it's impossible for me to move fast enough to leave a vestige even as I watch it from the side. Besides, I don't feel like I can beat it with dexterity or good eyes. Physical stature is advantageous in my great power, but it is also a trivial one. In the first place, the Cats are inferior to their own arms and beasts. There is no big difference.

Then why should we win? What the hell am I better than Yao...) "

Nia was stuck in her thoughts as she distracted herself around like a sensor. Early morning teammates with Gora continue, but upon finishing Amur's military assistant in the morning, Nia was instantly in her meditation.

The place where the nia is sitting is a blowout, so the wind is strong. Even at this time of high humidity, strong winds are causing the leaves of the trees to dance. Nia had at some point begun to count the number of leaves in different trees with signs.

"(13... 14, 15. Well, is it a hit)"

Nia counted how many tree leaves were caught in the bathroom she planted behind her. But the number is 18. Nia was disappointed and paid for the bath to shed the leaves of the tree.

"Doesn't work like Lisa... if you know exactly what you can feel."

Nia felt her body carefully sweated and could not find the point of doing any more of this training. I'm not physically tough, but I'm mentally terribly tired. Nia felt the sun was setting and cut up this training.

Nia quickly rushes from her training spot on the ground, but also on the high ground, to her own home at the bottom of the valley. That's all humans would have used for two moments, and Nia ran off to jump in less than 10 minutes.

And when Nia returned to her home, her father, stepmother, Yao, and Kazas waited there to prepare for the evening.

"Welcome home, Nia"

"... I'm home"

Nia still doesn't like Abby, her stepmother. Nia loved her dead mother, and she also liked that Abby, who then fitted into her wife, was a neighbor's sister who was close to Nia. Abby, who seemed like a distant sister to Nia, suddenly became her mother. It was only natural that it was unacceptable to Nia around the age.

It was also time to decide whether or not to enlist in the army. As a result, Nia enlisted in the army without satisfactorily discussing both Abby, her new mother, and her father, Lower. It was Yao who was born after that.

But Nia can't run around forever either. The Beast Man is originally of the same family, with a strong sense of family. You can't see it with white eyes from around you, as you seem to behave like you ignore your family while you're in Groussard. That's not desirable for Nia or her family. As a nearer, I felt it was time to make some sort of step forward.

Nia was clumsy and trying to do something about it, but her distance from her family did not shrink inside. In the meantime, it was Kazas who just blended into his family.

"Mr. Abby, King Dryan gave me fruit and meat on my way home, plus booze, how about it?

"Let's cut the fruit. What are you cooking meat for now, so keep it salted. What kind of booze?

"That's red fruit liquor. King Dryan says the red fruit liquor this year is too sweet for his mouth."

"Then it's just fine, because this evening is dry. Usually Lore doesn't drink much sweet liquor either, but it might fit"

"Then let's say we put this on the table. Was the salt under the kitchen?

"In the vault, you remember very well."

"It's already the same in my house, here."

Kazas whispered such a dialogue without evil, hitting the meat on the salt. Eventually I detected signs of Kazas, or Yao comes down from upstairs. Yao, who is also a study artist, spends his time studying mainly towards his desk when he is freed from the military. This was a very rare habit for the Beastman, so much so that Kazas sometimes looked after his studies, but swallowed well inside as well. The future will undoubtedly be a good soldier.

In doing so, his father Lore appeared from the study with a cane. Lore, who had a bad leg in the military, is still walking with his cane. I guess Yao also had this personality because of his young, retired lore's spare time and his habit of reading books like mountains. Nia was convinced somewhere that she looked like a father at all.

"Rice."

"Yeah, I'm ready."

"Hmm. Do you want some?"

Everyone in Nia's house is supposed to surround the table for dinner. Such a habit never used to be because Lower was busy, and Nia was mainly one that awaited the return of her late mother and father. But before Nia fell asleep, whether or not her father would return was roughly a losing condition.

So for Nia, the family today was nothing like the one she was born and raised in. The room and the house haven't changed, but everything is different from what my father looks like. I couldn't help but feel completely nostalgic. Now, it is Nia who floats more than Kazas on this occasion.

"Mr. Lower, shall we open the liquor bottle?

"I don't need it, I'll do it myself"

Lower flew all the way through the mouth of the liquor bottle as he clawed out, pouring the liquor into each glass. And the fruit, Abby uses her fingernails on the spot to cut them thoroughly. Kazas never tired of the bright sight of it, but in a normal gruzaldo household, he's not in the habit of sitting in a chair and surrounding the table, or cooking meat with spices or pouring alcohol into a glass in the first place.

In the working class and elsewhere, meat was either baked or raw, and alcohol was normal to drink immediately. Dishes and the like often use leaves from substitute plants, and I have to say that the Nia family that feeds humanly in this way is quite strange. Of course I care about Kazas, a visitor, but nevertheless I couldn't deny that it was a gift of Lore's reading and leisure time.

Continued