Magic? Muscle Is Much More Important Than Such A Thing! Chapter 20

You Can't Trust Blood

Today we also continue the training.

As pleasant wind blows through the plain, I stroke my muscles.

It feels very nice, as though I'm integrated with nature.

With such good feeling, I feel more enthusiastic to train.

“Well, it feels great, isn't it, Firia?!"

“It feels like I'm about to throw up, so could you please shut up for a bit ….?”

In this serene scenery, Firia says so while shooting me un-lady-like expression. Looks like she's already at her limit.

When I stare at the pale-faced Firia who's desperately trying to protect her dignity as a beauty, while doing some muscle training, I see two approaching figures coming from a distant. That direction is from Asgard.

There's a possibility that they're people I know of.

When I think so and strain my eyes, I can see a certain blonde with a peculiar hairstyle which hair is straightened up to the very limit.

“Haa… I've finally recovered.”

“Hey Firia, looks like Babandon'gas is coming this way, you know?”

“Huh, Babandon'gas-san is….?”

I and Firia stop our training at once and look at the approaching Babandon'gas.

Seemingly has noticed us as well, Babandon'gas approaches us while waving his hand.

The ones that are coming are the pointed-headed Babandon'gas whom we're already familiar with, and a quiet looking girl with clear blue hair.

“You guys … what are you doing in such a quiet place?”

“Firia's special training for the upcoming Martial arts Tournament.”

“Well, you're unexpectedly enthusiastic, Firichan.”

“Do I usually look that unmotivated to you?”

Toward Firia's words, Babandon'gas puts his hands on his chin and groans “hmm”.

“Rather than unmotivated, you look more like someone who takes everything lightly. I haven't seen you fight, so it's entirely based on your appearance, though.”

Somehow Firia looks pleased with his answer.

Clapping her hands, smile afloat on her face.

“Ah, I understand that, my appearance is indeed perfect, after all.”

“Shall we double the training menu?”

“I am less than a pebble, for such germ-like existence such as myself to say something like that, I'm very sorry.”

“W, wait, you don't have to self-depreciate yourself that much…”

I'm very surprised by her unexpected change.

With her face downwards, she upturns her eyes and glares at me. There is a shadow on her face, so it's not terrifying at all, though.

“You won't understand how scary that threat is, Yuri-san…. Even with the current menu, I already feel like dying, leaving double aside, I'd surely die if you triple it.”

“If you're fine with the current menu, that means you'd be fine even if we double it. If you're fine with double, that means you'd be fine even with ten folds… Huh? Shall we try increasing the training by ten folds then?”

“What kind of calculations is that …?”

Babandon'gas says so in wonder.

“Please stop Yuri-san's craziness, Babandon'gas-san. At this rate I might cross a point of no return.”

“… It is not good to force other.”

There, the always quiet girl up until now finally voices her mind out.

With bangs that won't hinder her eyesight, her clear blue hair is trimmed in Bobcat style.

Her height is about Firia's chest. Although she looks quite small, she looks like someone around thirteen or fourteen years old, so she's not that small.

At a glance she looks like a very quiet girl. She looks like a small animal.

However, from her dignified standing posture, I can't sense cowardice from her.

She's a girl with calm eyes and a well-featured look that don't match her supposed to be lively age.

“Who is this cute girl, Babandon'gas-san?”

To Firia's question, Babandon'gas immediately answer it with slovenly face.

“This very cute girl is my little sister, Ortemia. Ortemia, they are adventurers Yuri and Firia.”

“…… I'm Ortemia. Nice to meet you.”

Saying so, even while expressionlessly, Ortemeia slightly bows her head.

……strange. No matter how you think about it, it's obviously strange.

Looking carefully at Ortemia's face, who's raised her head again, I get a really strong sense of discomfort.

“…… Hey Babandon'gas.”

“What is it?”

“Kidnapping is a full-fledged crime, you know?”

Babandon'gas … I thought he was a good guy, but seems like that was just my misunderstanding.

No matter how you look at it, there's no resemblance between him and this girl, after all.

“She! Is! My! Sister! Ortemia!”

After momentary flabbergasted, as if showing his indignation, he shouts so with his whole being.

“…… Onii-chan is my elder brother.”

Ortemia also admits that they're siblings.

“You two are really siblings? Sorry for doubting you."

…… Humans are really mysterious. To think that there's such unsimilar siblings.

I've been comparing their faces, but the more I look at them, the more different they look. There's really no speck of resemblance between them.

If I have to say in which part that they're similar with each other, then it'd be that they are both human beings.

I still can't believe it, but since both of them say so, most likely that's indeed the case.

“Well it's indeed true that we're world apart, though. I even wonder to myself as to why we're this different.”

“Onii-chan is scary but gentle.”

“I see.”

To casually utter such follow up, quite a good sister she is.

"Ortemichan is very cute, isn't she?”

Firia says so while bending her knees to match Ortemia line of sight.

After having her eyes swimming a few times, with her face slightly blus.h.i.+ng, Ortemia says.

“… Thank you. You're also pretty and cute, Firisan.”

“~?! Is, isn't she a bit too cute …?!”

Somehow, looks like Firia's in agony nearby.

“What should I do, Yuri-san? At this rate my position as being the cutest in the world will be in danger!”

“Yes~ yes~, you're right~.”

“Don't be stupid, Firichan, without a doubt Ortemia is the world cutest!”

“Onii-chan, it's embarra.s.sing, so stop it … …. I'll hate you, you know?”

“NO!! I'm really sorry!”

As if in despair, Babandon'gas desperately shakes his head.

My word, Babandon'gas is actually a Siscon, huh.

“My younger sister is a genius, you know? In one year since registering as an adventurer, she's already B rank, after all.”

Babandon'gas says so with a smile while caressing Ortemia's head.

Ortemia is somewhat reserved, but while shutting her eyes, she looks very happy.

“Ah, as I thought she's cute …”

Let's leave Firia who's in anguish nearby aside.

“Are you guys also going to partic.i.p.ate in the martial arts tournament?”

“Well, that's the plan, I'm pretty much the last year champion, after all. However, due to a certain reason I can't partic.i.p.ate in this year tournament.”

Hmm? I am indeed surprised that he's the previous champion, but what does he mean that he can't partic.i.p.ate?

“Why?”

“Only adventurers of rank B and below can partic.i.p.ate in the tournament. You can tell what that means, right?”

…… Oh, I see.

“They revoked your adventurer qualifications, huh.”

“Just why? I got up to A rank this year, so I can't partic.i.p.ate in it anymore, that's it.”

I see, so that's the case. I thought I could have a match against him but, what a shame.

“Well that's pretty much why I won't be partic.i.p.ating, however, there's a possibility that you will be up against my little sister you see.”

“If you are, I will cheer for my sister with all my being,” Babandaon'gas happily says so.

In those words of his, I can fully sense how much of a Siscon he is.

“I will be the champion, so if Ortemia also advances to the later stage, there's a possibility that she will face me there.”

“After saying that much, it'd be lame if you end up losing later, you know?”

Firia says so as if to tease me.

Firia's is severely lacking fighting spirit. Is that the characteristic of elves in general?

If she puts her mind to it, she has the talent to go through it all but, what a shame.

I reply to Firia's words.

“There's no people who fight with the intention of losing, so there's no need to think about losing even before the fight begins.”

“Quite a good thing you're saying there, Yuri”

The one who responds to my words is Babandon'gas.

As I thought, we're indeed quite similar. Perhaps he may eventually come to like muscles as well.

“Right? Want to touch my muscles?”

“Huh? W, well, I don't want to impose …”

“I see.”

I try to casually invite him to muscle path, but it ends up in failure.

I think that's where the flow naturally goes to, but…. what a huge shame.

“… … I will do my best, because onii-chan will be watching me.”

“An angel … ….”

Ortemia clenches her small fist.

Seeing that, Babandon'gas holds the corners of his eyes. What an exaggerated fellow he is.