The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

"Logna! Where's Logna!?

The voice of a mother who went almost half frenzied calling her brother was echoing all over the village.

Currently, the whole village is searching for your brother, who is suddenly gone...

But more than half an hour after we started the search, the results don't seem to be impressive.

Your mother almost stayed with me until my panic and takobu healed.

The evil between the delay in realizing that your brother had left the house because of it, plus there was no one outside because it was lunch time.

If you do poorly, it will be a calculation that it's been about an hour since your brother popped out of the house.

I can't believe it's been an hour since my five-year-old ran away from home... And this is a place that, unlike Japan, can never be said to be safe.

I was snooping around the adults rushing around outside the house with a wet borough cloth wrapped around my head to cool off my tampons.

"He's not even here! Did you look north?!?

"Mr. Bellam is looking for me, but I haven't found him!

"I guess you didn't leave the village!?

"Oh no! There have been rumors of bandits around here lately..."

The villagers were in a hurry. Less and more assumptions were heading in a negative direction.

And your mother, who hears such a worst assumption, is getting bluer and bluer, finally crying down.

I also covered my face with both hands to calm down a bit, feeling my stomach ache crisp. It's my habit, from the Black Livestock era.

After a while when my vision sank into the dark darkness, I feel like I've only recovered a little thought that was dull due to tension and agitation.

... Your brother is terrible, but I absolutely don't like losing your brother over this.

Your father and mother will be sad, and so will I.…

The cause of this disturbance in the first place lies in the fact that I brought out your father's precious book without darkness.

Besides, if I hadn't been greedy and annoyed by my five-year-old opponent, this wouldn't have happened.

... But still I couldn't move. The thin feeling reminds me of your brother's words that were caught in the corner of my head there.

'Ugh... you're so lame! I can't believe you're trying to be...'

Why doesn't your brother want me to be a magician? Because I don't like the fact that my brother's in a better position? Did you just say that in Ijwal?

So again, your brother's words come back to the back of your brain.

"Are you really going to be a" maniac "? I wouldn't let you loose if I had you."

... How could your father not allow me to be a magician?

Your mother was so annoyed... Is there something wrong?

If so, what your brother did to me...

I felt like I had done something irrevocable, and my heart pounded out.

I don't know why your brother did that to me or said that... I have to know why.

Worst case scenario, even if it's like losing that 'Book of Magic' forever, if even your brother is safe...

I was a little surprised myself when I came to that conclusion.

Nothing. Until today, I don't remember hanging out with your brother. On the contrary, I feel like I've always been stared at.

But when I said "The Book of Magic," if you think about it carefully, it's just a bunch of paper. It's hard to put a living human on the same scale as an irreplaceable family.

If I were to lose my family for a book... can I forgive myself for that?

At the same time, my unusual nature - that is, the discovery of “reincarnation” - still seemed hard to replace your brother's safety.

The next moment, I was standing up.

Because of the highs and highs we had traveled to avoid ever being suspicious, we needed to get our hands on the wall to get up. But that's enough now.

I was half-opened, pushing open the wooden door in the front door,

"Ohhhh!!

When I screamed, my mother, who was crying down and Mr. Meriane was holding her shoulder, gave her a ha-ha-ha face.

Older people and aunts who had heads around their mothers will also pay attention to what is going on here.

I was so backwards attacked by the gaze of the villagers I had been deceiving. When I thought about what they would think of who I was, I wanted to escape.

But I shouted, forcing myself to suppress such retardation and fear.

"Oh dear, where were you always!?

It's obviously unusual for an infant who has only ever spoken a simple word like "mom" or something to suddenly say a sentence that makes sense.

But your mother, who was panicking about your brother, returned the word to me without going into it.

"I looked for it... but I can't find it"

"Well - what about a decent home with you!?

"Huh... a friend's house?

"Ooh, if you say," Please, let me have it, "the kids might be fooled!

……

To my words, the adults around me responded immediately.

"Again, look for all the houses!

The bumpy and rushing footsteps made the villagers scatter all over the place at once.

All that remained on the spot were your mother, who was sitting on the ground, and Mr. Meriane, who accompanied it.

To the two of you with your eyes round and flashing, I lay further questions.

"This is not the place to be when you come with your old man!?

Your mother apparently knew about this question. I jumped up and reacted as easily as I could understand.

I can generally guess where my little one is going to run away from home. Because if you run away from home, I've been through it a few times in my previous life, too.

First of all, you don't get very far. Even though it's thin, it's hard to get to places you don't know.

Next, where nature and feet turn is where you are usually used to going. For example, a playground… a park?

And because of its meticulousness, you can also rely on trustworthy friends. Especially because children can shelter their friends without thinking.

Those, if none of them were...

To your mother, who was about to get up and run out, I try to walk over.

... but I immediately fell "over". I should have also practiced walking more......

But because of that, your mother ran over to me and held me up as I did.

"Sefi, it's okay!?

"Better yet, hey, give me your...!

"Yes, of course! I'm just gonna get out of the village, so Sefi stay here!

"I'm coming too! Oh, please!

"... ok. Hold on tight."

Did you decide it was a waste of time to be talking to each other, or did you decide it was extra dangerous if I left you...... either way, your mother listened to the favor lightly and held me up.

Unlike just now, those eyes are inhabited by strong powers. The panic seems to have completely healed.

Looking at it, Mr. Meriane, who was leaning on your mother until just now, jumped into the house across the street and immediately came back with something.

Apparently, what I've brought up is a copper sword. Ms Meriane gave it to herself without hesitation.

"Because there might be bandits. Better than no, right?

"Merry...... thanks"

If you've really run into a bandit, there's no way you can fathom him with just one copper sword. Even Mr. Meriane will know that a hundred times.

In other words, this is nothing more than an action that means "if you want to go somewhere dangerous, go with me".

...... Mrs Meriane is your mother's friend and I feel a little proud.

"Let's go!

With powerful words, your mother and Mr. Meriane rush out.

I glanced at her across the street as I saw her neck.

Please, you're safe... brother...!