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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Yuziro
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Time always passes fucking fast when you’re working hard on something. And if you’re working hard because it’s your life goal, it passes really fucking fast.
So it must have passed quickly. It had already been 3 years since I started living with Asirye.
If military service passed half as fast as this, it would have gone by so quickly that I wouldn’t even need a vacation.
And through those years, I could confidently say:
Asirye was truly a lifeline sent by God. There was clearly a god living and breathing in this world.
It didn’t matter how skilled she was as an adventurer. As an elf, she was an excellent hunter, a woman full of vitality, and a perfect teacher. Even those bandits from that day felt like agents of God, that’s how perfect Asirye was.
“If nobles truly want to educate their children, they should hire an elven tutor.”
“What a bizarre idea. An elven tutor? Have you even seen a noble with a tutor?”
“Eldmia chan-ce!”
“This again…”
Eldmia chance!
It’s nothing special. It’s just a signal not to ask. 8 years was a long time, and it was a period where I couldn’t ignore the affection that developed, but that was for later.
Although all her actions over the past 3 years had been to my benefit, and no matter how much she was my sturdy support and lifeline, the fact was that as a reincarnator, there were things I couldn’t reveal.
But Asirye patted my head with a smile, without much complaint. There was not even a speck of a trace left of when we first met in her sparkling platinum hair and glossy skin. In fact, such traces had already begun to disappear less than a week after we started living together.
I asked and learned that being in the forest improved one’s recovery in many ways. I couldn’t help but marvel at the racial characteristics which were befitting of another world.
“Don’t humans have something like that?”
“Humans… uh, don’t.”
I was convinced when I saw Asirye blushing while saying they didn’t.
They really don’t have anything useful.
The only racial characteristic that an elf could think of right away was something related to nighttime activities, and that made her blush, which said it all. As a result, I remember being unnecessarily depressed for a while.
But even if humans aren’t special, the human Eldmia Egga is special!
It’s not a joke, it’s true. Because I have a body that can use mana as a whole.
In fact, Asirye strongly opposed it, so I couldn’t use it openly, but it became even more certain when comparing it with the mana refinement method she taught me.
But why that is, I still don’t know.
It doesn’t seem unrelated to being reincarnated, but in the end, it seemed to be a realm that couldn’t be figured out with the knowledge of a newborn human and an elf who had lived for a century.
In addition, for some unknown reason, while physical enhancement was possible, I couldn’t use magic.
I was curious as to why it didn’t work when I tried to use it with mana, even though I could sufficiently use magic if I refined mana as Asirye taught me, but I couldn’t bring myself to ask.
Asirye would surely lecture me for a long time just for attempting that. In the past, it might have been different, but now, waves of unrestrained lectures would sweep over me.
“Come to think of it, the village was abuzz saying a hero was selected by the Imperial Holy Council.”
As soon as we returned home, Asirye shared the story she had overheard while organizing the purchased items.
Upon hearing that, I stopped cleaning the soot from the fireplace and turned to look at Asirye in surprise without realizing it.
“Wow. I guess heroes really do exist?”
“I know, right? I had only heard about them from my parents, I never thought I’d see one actually being selected.”
Asirye and I really started living like family.
It was a bit refreshing to learn that the way of speaking that I thought was normal was actually awkward formality. Thanks to that, I sometimes tease her with that old way of speaking now.
“Here, try it on.”
Asirye untied her ponytail, letting her platinum hair fall, and showed me what was clearly men’s pants and a coat with a bright smile. I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of new clothes after a long time.
“What’s this, sis? I can still wear these, why did you buy all this?”
“Our little brother is growing taller by the day, and you’ve worn those pants patched up three times, that’s more than enough. We can use them as rags later, so stop being stingy and try them on quickly.”
I wiped my dirty hands with a grin, took the pants, changed into them, and spun around, and Asirye smiled with satisfaction.
“Yeah. I knew they would fit perfectly. Don’t grow any taller for a while now.”
“That’s not possible. I have to grow more. I’m going to grow to at least 180.”
“Trying to become a giant?”
“With a large physique, most trivial problems can be easily solved. I have to grow while I can.”
My height at 11 years old was nearly 160 cm.
I had grown by almost 40 cm in 3 years. Thanks to my height that grew almost every day, I only had about 5 cm left to catch up to Asirye, who I had to look up at for a long time. At this rate, I would easily surpass 170 cm by the age of 14.
“Really, the way you talk and your size, who would think you’re 11 years old now?”
I smiled back at Asirye, who ruffled my hair with a mischievous smile.
“You don’t look 120 years old either, so you don’t have to worry about it.”
When I teased her by imitating her old way of speaking, she immediately pinched my side, making me scream.
“You’re making fun of your sister who went out of her way to do troublesome errands for you?”
“Ah! It hurts! Sorry! Help!”
That attack didn’t end with just one, so I really had to flail around and escape. Only after being pinched to the point where I thought I might really get a bruise on my side did Asirye motion outside with satisfaction.
“Come out. While we’re at it, let’s cut your hair today.”
“Ok. It was feeling stuffy anyway.”
I followed Asirye outside, holding a worn-out robe and a silver platter under my arm and picking up a chair.
Asirye’s barbershop tools were spirits. The idea of cutting hair using wind spirits, which I could never imagine, was not just a culture shock but sheer terror itself.
It was now a pleasant memory when I was first led by Asirye, who asserted that there had never been a case of cutting someone’s neck while cutting hair in elven history.
When I suddenly recalled that and mentioned it to Asirye, who was neatly cutting my back and side hair, trimming my hair with gentle hands.
“Actually, there was an elf who lost his ears while getting a haircut. He’s a historic elf who left us a lesson not to play around while getting a haircut.”
I ended up trembling in deep betrayal and fear, waiting for the grooming to finish.
The feeling of the spirit’s movements, felt like gentle touches, had turned into a ruffian’s knife dance!
“Liar. Liar! You’re a lying elf mage, sis!”
“What are you saying? There really hasn’t been a case of cutting someone’s neck. I didn’t say there wasn’t a case of cutting off ears. Here, how is it?”
Using the silver platter I brought out as a mirror, I examined my reflection with a deep sense of betrayal at Asirye’s smile. Actually, Asirye’s skills were so excellent that I didn’t even need to check.
The silver platter showed a handsome boy with short, brushed-up black hair and slightly longer hair on top, shivering with a sense of betrayal.
“I see a handsome pretty boy trembling after being betrayed by a trusted family member.”
“Honestly, you’re not really a pretty boy.”
“No, you can’t judge by elven standards, sis. Wouldn’t this be considered handsome by human standards?”
“What can I add to a claim that ends with a question mark, even from you?”
Asirye then used spirits to brush off my hair, picked up the silver platter and robe to tidy up the surroundings, and I picked up the chair, grumbling.
Honestly, even if it looks a bit sharp, I’m handsome.
“Well, still, you’re way more dashing than the humans in the village.”
Asirye said with a faint smile as she entered the house.
“Right? I’m not talking nonsense by myself, am I?”
Asirye is the best after all!
“Ah. Come to think of it, you had a fight with the kids there last time you went down to the village, right?”
I was really startled while happily grinning.
“Wh-what? When was that, and how did you hear about it now?”
It had to be at least a month ago. Because that’s around when I went down to the village.
“When I went to the guild, the rumor had spread all over. Why did you fight?”
3 years was a long time. It had been a year since we were in Ogwen, which was on the border of the village and the city.
It was engraved on the map as the city of Ogwen, it was built on the frontier, and an adventurers’ guild was eventually established.
It wasn’t large in scale, but it was a measure taken by the kingdom to deal with the anomalies and monsters that had appeared in the surrounding areas along with the rise of the Demon King’s army.
It had been about half a year since Asirye, whose main occupation was an adventurer, re-registered and started occasionally taking on simple requests to contribute to our livelihood.
“I fought for my beliefs.”
“Don’t talk nonsense.”
“No, what do you mean nonsense? It’s true!”
It wasn’t a lie. I just took care of some delinquent guys who suddenly jumped at me, trying to take my practice longsword when I went to the blacksmith to repair it. Perhaps because the village had suddenly grown, there were more of those guys, so I just taught them a lesson without compromising my beliefs.
The belief to never mess with Eldmia.
“I even considered your honor and taught them a lesson with my left hand behind my back.”
At first, we were being careful while selling the equipment we took from the bandits, but after that, whenever we visited the village, Asirye didn’t even bother hiding that she was an elf.
The combination of an elf and a human child was not common, and naturally, we were one of the famous gossip topics in the village.
I couldn’t let our family be slandered as scoundrels while we were being active in the adventurers’ guild, could I?
“It’s not like I have anything to gain by beating up those little brats. Well, honestly, I did fight with my hands behind my back as a kind of training, but I don’t voluntarily pick fights for that.”
“Little brats? Those kids are at least 4 years older than you…”
“Does it matter who was born first? Their actions are those of little brats.”
When I answered nonchalantly, Asirye showed a complex expression and smiled.
She didn’t seem to have any intention of getting angry about that. After all, I didn’t do anything wrong in the first place, and it wasn’t an impulsive fight, so there was no reason to be scolded.
“But how did you suddenly hear about that?”
“I heard someone was going around asking who beat up those kids that time.”
“Huh?”
What? Do double-standard parents exist in this world too? That’s strange.
They all looked like they didn’t have parents.
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lmfao “They all looked like they didn’t have parents.” I’m dying
Double standard is everywhere