Chapter 112 – Not Preparing for Perfection

“Ugh-!!”

When Rike let go of the pen she was holding and stretched her, a tickling voice echoed through her house.

It wasn’t a great reason. No matter how hard I try to concentrate on a book like today, there are days when I can’t concentrate.

It may be because the house you are sitting in is so warm that it relaxes your mind… It was not easy to study even if you were close to your lover 24 hours a day.

I’d rather meet up with Seria or Chloe and study together would be better.

When her lover is next to her, she keeps getting a signal on her head, wanting to cling to her, or imagining strange acts, and her consciousness leaks out without resistance.

‘I can’t do it… It’s a waste of time even if you lose concentration. I need to fill in a little bit of oppa’s ingredients.’

All too good a reason not to allow a counterargument. Watching her lover go out into the yard, I felt the need to refresh her spirit.

‘Eclair-sister doesn’t know how she will survive if her brother’s ingredients run out.’

Since knights revere moderation, is that their own training? In fact, it is respectable to endure it.

“Huh hmm~”

Remembering that I left without taking anything to drink during training, I hummed her and took her water bottle first.

Not wanting to disturb if she was really concentrating, she peeked her head out the window overlooking the yard.

My brother is very sensitive to gaze, so I have to be careful even with this. I moved my gaze, suppressing my presence as much as possible so as not to get in the way.

“Yes··?”

What are you doing this time?

He crouched down in the yard, his big back muscles twitching. Every time he does something cute that doesn’t go well with his size, I want to run and hug him strongly.

If you look closely, you can see that he has a smile on his face and he is saying something to himself… A chain is wrapped around the back of his hand.

It’s not like I’m reminding myself of my mistakes or lacking points during training and looking back.

‘The shape of your mouth… Is it pretty? Pretty?’

What the hell is so pretty… That piece of metal? Mana naturally flowed into his eyes as he carefully stroked the chain wrapped around the back of his hand as if it were an expensive craft.

The fact that her lover’s feelings, reflected in her own special eyes, were so clearly affirmation fueled her anxiety.

He’s not the kind of brother who would do something like that. So there must be some intention… But this time I really don’t know.

Seeing the chain wrapped around him, he was overjoyed, petting it alone, and praising it for being pretty…

In Rike’s mind, only worry came first.

‘Am I worried?’

If it’s a problem that your brother can’t even tell you… Maybe it’s a case of hiding it because you don’t want to worry about it.

If you think about another case, it might be that the stress that you couldn’t release was too much built up inside you because you’re an older brother who doesn’t say tough things.

‘Adventurers and knights say that there are times when the aftereffects of a battle come without warning…’

Normally, he would have approached with a smile and lightly asked what he was doing.

If it’s bad luck for someone, is it bad luck? I heard the class and anecdote related to that at the academy yesterday, and those examples came to my mind first.

ㅡThere was a very famous hunter in our territory, and after his son was seriously injured once, he went crazy and looked at a picture of a woman and bet on it. I didn’t even drink!

ㅡIn our manor, there was an old lady who talked to flowers! It has been said that since her husband left first and became a widow…

In addition to the class of the day, Seria and Chloe’s experiences added a sense of reality.

Talk about the dangers of stress if you don’t manage it properly. He even advised that mental illness is really hard to cure once it explodes.

Her older brother, a platinum adventurer, had always told herself the importance of managing the mind.

‘Even if there is a problem, I can do something about it!’

Any older brother can accept himself. I can’t judge the condition just by looking at that behavior, but even if I have to stick around for the rest of my life and listen to help, I can do it without any complaints.

I’m just worried about my brother’s behavior, who is talking endlessly to himself while looking at the chains.

Close your eyes and release the mana slowly to release the skill.

Back-

I held the water bottle in my arms and opened the door to the yard. He hopes his own worries are just for nothing.

“Brother. I was looking through the window… What are you doing?”

“··Yes?”

*****

“Hmmmm!”

Looking at Rike’s worried face, I cleared my throat and hid Gleipnir’s curled hand behind my back.

It was quite embarrassing to see this. Still, there are results, so just showing them will change the story.

When you call someone and shout ‘status window!’

“… Brother, are you okay?”

“Of course it’s fine!”

“…”

“Like? What’s wrong?”

I was genuinely taken aback by Rike’s worried expression, with her eyes slightly moistened… Was it such a strange behavior that I was worried when I saw it from the side?

In a strange atmosphere, I brought out the Gleipnir I had hidden behind and showed it in front of Rike.

Cheol-!

“No! It’s really a big deal… It’s true. It’s not strange! This isn’t the chain I had…”

I don’t remember in my life that I didn’t even think about it and rushed to an explanation that was close to an excuse.

The saying that a woman’s tears are a weapon was a word that did not work for a human being.

However, the moist eye area of ​​the woman he loved was a nuclear bomb-class weapon.

Seeing that there are eventful events together, I’ve seen Rike cry, but… It’s not like she’s crying out loud, but looking at me with such worry and sadness-filled eyes, it felt like her hair was bleaching white.

…
…

“—-I opened my eyes and now I have a feeling. I came out to the yard to do an experiment just in case…

I, who is platinum, spat out a lot of words until I was out of breath. As he listened to her story, Rike erased her worries and sorrows, but she filled the void with her perplexity and doubts.

“The chains are happy…?”

Isn’t it more amazing not to tackle in that someone called and received a weapon?

What I mean is that even if black is white, even in the eyes of Ricke, who believes without a doubt, it must be more absurd that Mugi has feelings than the world of images.

It’s not that I don’t believe that after sitting down for a few seconds, I got up and suddenly I had a homing weapon. Rike shows the greatest embarrassment when he says that Gleipnir is happy to hear my praise.

“Isn’t Vanitas like that too?”

Rike pulled out the vanitas with her hard face. She swung it around and stroked the top of the blade a few times before shaking her head.

“As expected… Even now, until now, I’ve never felt that way. Images flowed in… The reason I called my brother that I resembled my will is because it’s a sense like a magical tool for correcting wrong movements or mistakes… ·.”

“Hmm- that’s right.”

“Honestly, this is a mechanism for finding the correct answer, and a sense like a curriculum.

It will be even harder to believe because Ricke has lived on a continent where Norse mythology has not been handed down, and he does not know the precedent of an object called ‘Gleipnir’.

In the first place, it is the same as any mythology, not Norse. Even if a story that transcends human cognition is passed down through oral tradition, it would be difficult to believe that the objects in it actually exist.

She also listens and believes it seriously because it is what I said.

Mana gathered in Lyke’s purple eyes, and her gaze turned to Gleipnir in my hand.

To confirm that she was happy, there was nothing like Rike’s skill, so she was secretly looking forward to it.

“Hmm-?”

Rike, who continued to look at Gleipnir, frowned as if something wasn’t going her way, raising her mana even further and releasing it.

She asked, stroking Rike’s hair gently after closing her eyes tightly as if tired.

“Can you see anything?”

“Um… I can’t see it.”

I struggled as I touched Rike’s soft cheek, who denied it.

“Really? Is it a little different from emotions?”

“Brother… It’s not that I can’t see anything.”

“Yes?”

“I can’t read it at all… I feel like I’m not allowed to see it? It’s the first time this has happened, so I can’t explain it properly.”

“It’s certainly not normal,” Rike said with her serious face and nudged Gleipnir.

Sareuk!

When Gleipnir wriggled slightly as if in defiance, saying not to touch him, Rike looked at me with a genuinely surprised face.

“Bar, just now?”

“Isn’t it? You say it like this.”

I giggled at Rike’s reaction. It was the first time I saw Rike startled so much that he stuttered. It was so cute.

Can’t read even with penetrating eyes? This may be the difference that comes from the status of being a thing of God.

If personality or emotions exist in Gleipnir, they are literally substances derived and bestowed only in the realm of ‘creation’ possessed by God.

What is certain is that this child wrapped around my hand is arguably the most precious weapon I have ever seen while living on this continent, including the game Akarite.

Wouldn’t Robert be the only person on the continent who had the potential to appreciate the name ‘Gleipnir’?

If you’ve heard even a little about Norse mythology before falling here, you might know the name.

‘I’m sure there’s something to write in front of Robert… But there’s nothing wrong with being careful.’

*****

‘Wouldn’t it be possible to reduce mistakes if there was a fixed script?’

I also do not expect perfection from the beginning.

Confident that her improvisation was weaker than that of slime, Chloe put her textbook aside for a while and picked up her pen.

It’s a really bad thing to repeat the act of repeating the person you’re facing without trying to fix your mistakes by relying on that kindness because you’re kind.

“…Provided the other day…? Gifted…? Um… Gifted…”

Read along and find naturalness.

Based on her sister’s advice, she writes down the words she needs to convey on a memo pad.

Having to prepare a script to talk to people is so pathetic, but when I actually wrote it down, my tongue would definitely become tongue-in-cheek if I didn’t prepare it in advance.

Square- Square-

After taking the time, I came up with a decent writing that didn’t show any problems.

“I-I should just practice with this, right?”