Chapter 37: Shall We Start Vigorously Today as Well? (1)
“So, about that, that idiot back then……”
“Kyaa! Really?!”
Even childhood friends probably wouldn’t get along as well as they do. Aila and Princess Mideijel, who asked to be called Daisy, are skillfully emptying their glasses and chatting away.
A minor drinking so confidently and skillfully……The future of the Empire and the Azot Kingdom is worrisome.
Moreover, the Princess’s preference for rum brings to mind pirates of the Southern Sea.
Although it’s high-quality rum fit for the royal family, seeing her drink the rough liquor like juice makes me feel a sense of boldness. Perhaps she has a rather masculine spirit within.
“That’s right. Honestly, what nonsense! To be honest, if she wasn’t wearing a skirt, I would’ve kicked her right between the legs!”
“I hear that’s quite painful. They say it’s a pain women will never know.”
Listening to their chatter, I suddenly wonder……
Why am I here?
Turning my head, I see a glass in my right hand. It’s brandy, quite strong for my taste. And in my left hand is a piece of cheese. Ah, this is a type of snack I quite enjoy.
Hmm, thinking about it, tonight was a night where I felt like having a drink. As if on cue, Aila invited me to a secret drinking party, and surprisingly, I met Princess Daisy and ended up in this secret place.
A gift from the royal family, made by Magnolia Beming. I wonder what expression the Archmage would make if she knew an underage princess was drinking here?
“Ibi-unni, why do you look so serious?”
“Huh? No, it’s just……the alcohol is a bit strong.”
“Hee, is that so? Unni, you have low alcohol tolerance. Daisy, do you have any weak alcohol?”
“Yes, of course. There’s plenty of wine over there. Wait a minute. I’ll bring a few suitable bottles.”
A few bottles? I can’t drink that much.
I tried to say something, but Princess Daisy had already jumped up and walked away.
I wish she would listen to others a little more.
But why do I feel this sense of defiance? My face is a bit flushed after two glasses of brandy, but I don’t think I’m drunk.
Then my thinking is perfectly normal.
The thought that comes to mind under normal thinking is the unwillingness to admit that my alcohol tolerance is lower than that of two sixteen-year-old girls.
Yes, that’s right. It hurts my pride to lose.
Alright. Wine might have a lower alcohol content, but I won’t lose in quantity. Bring as much as you want. I’ll drink it all.
Uh……and……so……Hmm. I’m sleepy.
Assuming that the things rolling around in front of me are wine bottles, there are about three of them. The wine bottles are rolling around.
In my right hand is a wine glass filled with cheese, and in my left hand is a cracker topped with wine……Oh, the contents have changed. It’s a wine glass filled with wine and a cracker topped with cheese.
“Unni, are you alright?”
Aila asks with a worried look. But why is she shaking her body like that while asking? It’s not a very good habit, Aila.
“Uh-huh, I’m fine. I am.”
My words are clear. Yes, I’m not drunk.
But I don’t know why the world is spinning like this.
I see. Since there are so many people, the world is originally dizzying. That’s why the Archmage created a place to drink, and the Princess filled the storage room with Aila. So I’m drinking cheese and having a wine glass topped with crackers as a snack.
“You seem drunk……”
Princess Daisy also shakes her body. Is that the trend these days? Strange.
But I can’t accept being called drunk. That’s an insult to me as a Swordswoman. Now, Daisy, draw your bottle. I’m a Swordswoman. I don’t use my hand against someone who doesn’t have a glass in theirs.
“I’m not drunk……”
See? My words are clear.
“But, Ibi-unni, I have a question.”
“Uh-huh? What is it……?”
Aila asks with her pretty face. Silver hair, golden eyes, and flushed skin. It’s only natural that I want to bite her.
But what would she taste like if I bit her? I’d prefer cheese flavor……
“What happened between you and Risel?”
“Hiccup?!”
I hiccuped. Oh my, what a mistake. Hiccup!
“Risel……what……what about him?”
“No, it’s just……you seem to be in a bad mood, Unni.”
“Me? Hmm……That’s right……Hmm……”
Ah, I remembered what happened this morning.
That impudent disciple, his rebelliousness is growing stronger by the day. I’ve been a bit busy lately, so I’ve been taking it easy on him, but he’s finally climbing on top of me. Are all boys like that? Lime also used to climb on me like that when he was learning from me and became a sloth……No, no. He was beaten up every day.
A sword I’m proud of. With respect, I used it to the fullest. Let me tell you in advance, but there were absolutely no personal feelings involved. Absolutely!
What did I say? Aila has an awkward expression. Oh, Aila, why are you acting awkward between you and me……
“Then are there no good points about Risel?”
“Good points……? Uh-huh……There might be……”
Risel is a good disciple.
He has some strange aspects, but he learns quickly. His body hasn’t stopped growing, so if he does well, he’ll grow another 20 centimeters. Ah, then he’ll be taller than me.
Hmph, to look down on his Master. Such an impudent disciple.
But his sword is straight. How should I say it……When his sword, filled with determination, is pointed at me, I want to respond to that feeling.
But every time he harbors the preposterous thought of trying to defeat me, I want to pummel his joints and make him as limp as an octopus caught in the Southern Sea.
Aside from that, he has good points.
Being impudent means he has courage, he seems strangely experienced, and he has a high possibility of doing what makes a Master happiest. Surpassing the Master and reaching the peak.
And the fact that he’s good with women……
Ah, I remembered it again.
How dare he tease an adult.
There’s a limit to being cute. Hmph.
A kid ten years younger than me sometimes makes surprisingly adult expressions and desperately tries to act tough, sometimes he speaks so seriously with such nonsense……
Sigh, the more I think about it, the more it’s true. He’s really an enigma, my current disciple.
While I was thinking that, Aila and Princess Daisy have strange expressions. They seem to be enjoying themselves……They somehow resemble the expressions of my peers back at the Hall of Martial Arts.
Then Princess Daisy raised her hand.
“Question~!”
“Yes~!”
“Is Risel a man?”
“Hmm, he’s a man, isn’t he?”
“No, in Teacher’s heart.”
Princess Daisy, with a flushed face, says something strange. She asks if I think of Risel as a man? She’s talking as if there’s something wrong with thinking of a boy as a man.
Risel is a man, through and through.
“What about my brother?”
Lime? A fun disciple who rolls around when you roll him. I don’t have any other thoughts about him. Ah, there’s also the fact that he’s more suited to be a King than a Swordswoman.
The two girls have inexplicably excited expressions. They look like mischievous children plotting something, holding hands and climbing over walls to make the world a better place……Huh? What am I thinking?
Aila pours alcohol into my empty glass and asks. Ah, I should accept what’s offered, even if it’s just for courtesy.
“Uh, then as his Teacher, what kind of woman do you think would suit Risel?”
I don’t know why she’s asking that. But it’s quite an interesting topic. Well, what kind of woman would suit my impudent, cute, talented, and enigmatic disciple?
Hmm, it’s still too early.
It’s not that my thinking is particularly conservative. I believe in freedom in love. But Risel, with his still-immature swordsmanship and lack of experience, needs more refinement.
He’ll grow splendidly with just a little more time, but love, which he probably hasn’t even considered, would be a hindrance.
But if he were to have a partner……Hmm……
Hmm……
Hmm……
Hmm……
Ah, I can’t. I can’t think of a suitable partner. More than anything, I don’t know everything about Risel.
“Then what if Risel starts dating?”
Princess Daisy, isn’t that a question that can only be answered if he has a partner in the first place?
But if he were to start, and if it interfered with his swordsmanship training, then I would have to stop him. Risel is diligent, so he wouldn’t do that, but I can’t forgive him for skipping swordsmanship practice.
I emptied the glass in my hand. Hmm, alcohol is surprisingly delicious. The sweet and bitter taste is the taste of adulthood. It would have been more fun if Risel was here too. Hehe.
But suddenly, the world started dancing.
Ah, I remember dancing with Risel in Kinchedin. Risel was quite skillful back then. But that was only because Risel asked me to dance. Of course, it was very enjoyable, but it wasn’t something I initiated. Hmph.
But why……is the world getting so dark?
As expected of the Archmage. Turning the world into night in an instant is a simple feat.
And……I’m getting sleepy……Ah……Hmm……
Stupid Risel.
Imperial Year 372, July 21st.
“Ow, my head……”
From the morning, it feels like a woodpecker has taken residence in my head. Just how much did I drink yesterday?
“Ugh……I can’t remember……”
Suddenly, I want to cry.
To think I drank so much that I can’t even remember……
I was definitely fine until I finished a bottle of wine that Princess Daisy brought……
Knock, knock, knock.
“Teacher, are you awake?”
“Ow, Risel?”
“Yes. We have morning training. I heard you drank yesterday, are you alright?”
“Yes……Somehow……”
I feel like I’m not going to be alright……but I can’t say that.
To give up work because of a hangover is unacceptable for a Swordswoman.
My physical condition is fine. It’s just that I’m a bit thirsty, my head hurts, my stomach is upset, and my body feels heavy……
Perhaps I’m truly unqualified. Heeng.
I tried to move for a moment, but I clutched my head and collapsed. I can’t move at all.
Just who created this natural trap?
While I was thinking that, something on the dressing table caught my eye. And Risel’s voice rings in my ears.
“If you have a hangover, please rest today. Even the Sword King can’t help but be unable to get up with a hangover. But just how much did you drink yesterday? Surely you don’t have any memory loss, do you? Yaa, I’d like to see that. Hahaha!”
Gulp. Gulp.
Listening to Risel’s words, I moved my throat and swallowed the liquid in the bottle. And in an instant, my body and head felt refreshed.
As expected of a magic potion. My hangover was cured in an instant.
But I still feel a bit nauseous.
Risel, what did you just say?
I jumped up and vigorously took off my clothes. Then I spoke towards the door.
“I’m fine. I’ll be out in 10 minutes, so get ready.”
“Huh? Are you really alright? You don’t have to push yourself. It wouldn’t be good to see you staggering because of a hangover.”
Crack.
So you’re looking down on me, the Sword King, Risel.
Is it just my imagination that his rebelliousness has been growing stronger lately?
Where has the cute Risel gone, the one who used to tremble with anxiety and had puppy-like eyes?
I found my clothes and put them on, then spoke firmly towards the door.
“Today’s lesson will be sparring.”
“T-Teacher?”
“Go wash your neck and get ready……No, warm up and wait.”
I managed to control my true feelings that momentarily surged out. Oh dear, I also lack self-control.
“W-Wait a minute! Wash my neck?! I clearly heard you!”
“Be quiet. Don’t make noise in front of the room. Aren’t you going?”
It’s pointless to glare at the door with killing intent, but I believe it will reach beyond the door. The proof is the flinching sound I heard from outside the door.
“Understood. Ugh……”
Risel’s footsteps faded away. I wasn’t feeling good early in the morning, but thanks to him, I feel better now.
I think I’ll feel better after a good spar. Yes. I’m sure of it.
Sigh, he’s such an idiot, Risel.
All he could say to someone suffering from a hangover……
“I need to teach him something new today.”
My chest is filled with anger……No, it’s filled with motivation.
Now! Shall we start vigorously today as well, Risel!
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