The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

"... there's no mistake."

To my leaky whine, Mr. Bozler shook his shoulder like a hack before raising his fearful face.

...... I'm sure Mr. Bozler himself realizes that if all the villagers fought but they were all dead, I think one Bozler, who was powerless to fight at the time, had joined in and died in return.

Then I don't know if Mercia, who was left alone, survived safely.

I place my hands gently on Mr. Bozzler's lap and continue with a quiet voice.

"Look at that. Mercia-kun's Face"

That's what I pointed out. Ahead, there was Mercia laughing at each other, chatting happily with her friends.

The look on its face is so much fun, it doesn't cloud a bit and it seems like it lives with no shame whatsoever in the world.

Seeing Mercia-kun, Mr. Bozler glared and narrowed his eyes, quietly lowering his hand, which had covered his face until earlier.

To him like that, I try to speak with a gentle voice.... while praying that the word reaches his heart.

"What if” doesn't make sense. I'm sure nobody regrets it, but I still can't go back, because I'm moving on. Don't make the same mistake again. So we can do it right next time. "

……

"It was definitely Mr. Bozler who protected that Mercia-kun smile, wasn't it? Maybe there was a better way. Maybe it wasn't the best. But still, I was able to protect Mercia's smile, and the result, and the way to do it... it's not a mistake.

"... eh"

Tears were pouring down Mr. Bozler's cheek staring at Mercia-kun as he listened to my words.

What do people do when they are walking down the road and stoned?

I might get you out of the way so someone else doesn't fall on that stone, or kick you in the frustration.

But if you care all the time about the stone you've rubbed, and you look all the way back after passing there, you'll tumble on another stone and fall again.

Don't ever sneer again, now walk forward, taking good care of your feet... I'm sure that's the right way to regret it.

"Besides. I think it's amazing that Mercia is growing up to be such a sweet, straight kid. It wouldn't be weird if you and your brother grew up alone after all that hard stuff, and you were more of a twisted kid."

"... that's because he's a sweet kid..."

"Yeah, I think I have that too. But I'm sure Mr. Bozler has always supported you beside him with so much love... don't think he's been such a sweet kid."

When I said that and smiled, Mr. Bozler slowly turned the gaze he was pouring on Mercia-kun to me.

To Mr. Bozzler with a grumpy expression somewhere, I give him a handkerchief I took out of my pocket.

"Now it's not about the past, let's think about the future, to keep that smile from Mercia-kun?

I'm sure that's the wish of Mr. Bozler and Mercia's mother… and the people in the village who died.

And about Mr. Bozler himself, Mercia-kun and Mr. Lulu, and then I too...... let's all support him.

Mr. Bozler, who received a handkerchief from my hand, puffed away from me,

"... damn it, you just say beautiful things that make my back itch"

With such a grunt, Mr. Bozler wiped his tears with tears.

What's that sayin '? I was trying to comfort you because of this!!

When I made a silent protest with a jittery gaze, Mr. Bozler suddenly laughed strangely.

I thought, then suddenly he looked at me with a serious look,

"But you, I think that's fine. You stay put... stay clean."

"Huh..."

Mr. Bozler's hand can be softly overlaid in my hand, which was placed on Mr. Bozler's lap.

Stared at me with blue eyes that seemed to inhale, I also forgot to breathe often.

I don't know how long we stared at each other like that...... the timing of our return to me was almost simultaneous.

... right around the corner, I noticed Mercia-kun staring at us zippily.

"Whoa!?

"Wahi!?

Mercia-kun was smiling with Nico when she saw the two of them rushing up and even flying off the bench.

Apparently, I was too obsessed with this story to realize that Mercia and the others had finished their stories.

I stroked down my bumpy chest and smiled at Mercia holding my hand again. Uh, I'm surprised...

Then Mercia, who also held Mr. Bozler's hand, who was also cold sweating,

"I was just talking to Porus-kun and Cecil, and I said, 'Who's that beautiful sister? They asked me."

Oh, my God, I said it with an innocent look.

... Yeah, I can't put any more scratches into treating girls.

I will only laugh at Mercia-kun's words. I'm an adult.

Then when I started walking along the promenade maintained along the park, Mercia stared at me with a slightly sweet up-and-coming look.

"... I wish my teacher was my lady"

"Huh? Aha... Oh well, sister"

"It's not your mother, it's your sister?

So Mr. Bozzler has looked strange and pinned his mouth to our story. But there's, like, "Not your brother, but your sister?" is the right scratch. Start over.

To Mr. Bozler's inquiry, Mercia nodded a little excitedly,

"Ugh! I talked to Porus-kun and Cecil, and I thought you were better off than your mother! So Doctor, no...?

I didn't have the option of turning down Mercia-kun's snatch, which was on my mind when I talked to Mr. Bozzler earlier. In the first place, if Mercia was sweeter than she was, she'd want to make most of it happen to you.

... a child of a relative family spoils irresponsibly, doesn't it?

And, of course, I swallow what a senseless scratch 'you're not my brother' is. I'm sure Mercia is hungry for motherhood. If my appearance helps, why don't I gladly give my sister some thoroughness?

So I returned the answer without thinking particularly deeply.

"Pfft, fine. Oh, and I'll be Mercia-kun's sister!

"Honestly!? Yay!

Looking at Mercia, who looks really happy, makes me kind of happy, too.

This kind of interaction without a back is heartwarming.

"Doctor, you're going to be my“ hey "! Good for you, brother!

...... hmm? Why is Mr. Bozzler 'Good for You'?

The slightest question that surfaced in my mind, though, made it better to look at Mercia-kun's smile, sinking into the depths of my thoughts again.