Chapter 111
――Wishing is meaningless is it .
――Praying is a curse is it .
The origin of the child stamping frustratedly’s way of thinking, the beginning of my days of battle――
What I sought was, strength .
On a certain day, I became aware of my power as a miko .
Even if it was a coincidence, presently with deshi’s magic residing within this body, there’s hope for me .
If I use it fully, that should change .
I will become stronger for that purpose as well .
Having o-shishou-sama take me in as her disciple wasn’t a simple matter .
「I refuse . I no longer have the will to take a disciple . 」
That sort of thing was her standard line .
To begin with I didn’t have the aptitude for magic .
Even setting aside o-shishou-sama’s state of mind, I suppose I wasn’t appropriate as her disciple .
There was a necessity to grow stronger so I could receive her approval .
I forced my body to become stronger .
The one who was unable to simply watch as I haphazardly brought harm upon my body was, Eclair-san .
While creating awful black rings under the eyes, Eclair-san went along with my training for me .
「Rin, please stop already . You have no talent……you won’t become like Alice . 」
It would become a lie if I said I wasn’t injured but, I eventually noticed the meaning behind the seemingly apologetic words Eclair-san scraped together .
I didn’t want to advance down the road of battle .
Since there’s the matter where I accepted the inheritance of the mansion, even continuing my lifestyle presented nothing troubling .
But that’s wrong .
My one and only wish, was the act of saving deshi .
There wasn’t something like a path outside of that .
If I didn’t have that wish then surely――I would’ve died .
Eclair-san patiently accompanied me, who wouldn’t listen to what she said .
My power was, the power to absorb 『all things』 and store them .
For example I can embody the method used to bestow magic on a weapon, with this body .
Furthermore that isn’t limited to magic .
Doing an enchant with the durability of iron, I punch with my fist .
Doing an enchant with Eclair-san’s techniques, I use skills .
There are of course limits .
But in a certain meaning the possibility of becoming the strongest was hidden within, should that be mastered .
Hypothetically even if it’s a borrowed good, that is my power .
I intently, did special training to polish that power .
After a while, Eclair ceased to accompany my training .
Asking why, and――
「……Ma, a bit of a miracle . Really, you could call it a forgotten memento . 」
For the first time since deshi ceased being with us, Eclair-san had a smile as she bashfully seemed just a little happy .
Since that day, my lonesome training began .
What I did didn’t change as a result but, there was a huge problem in what I had to do .
The fact that to use deshi’s magic, my magic power was overwhelmingly lacking .
Most likely, it’s impossible without o-shishou-sama or Eclair-san’s level of magic power .
That wasn’t something where something would come of it with training .
I want to use it .
How?
That’s decided .
I’m a person who cannot fight with my 1 self .
Then there’s nothing except to procure even magic power .
――There’s no choice except to steal it .
Sneaking into o-shishou-sama’s bedroom, I face the sleeping o-shishou-sama and silently pray .
「You would steal my magic power? For some reason, don’t you have quite the nerves . 」
The o-shishou-sama who I’d thought was just sleeping got up and, faced me with a sharp gaze .
My body went rigid, like a frog stared at by a snake .
「You should stop . You can’t use something like magic power that surpasses your own capacity . It’s something like fetching water using a container with an open bottom . 」
O-shishou-sama breathed a sigh as she stared steadily at my face .
「……But well, if it’s just one moment I supppose it might not be unusable……drill the skill to wield magic power into your body . And then take what you need to activate your magic in an instant . If you do so then something will come of it……possibly . 」
I’ve run out of patience .
Shrugging her shoulders as if to say that, since that day, o-shishou-sama came to become my o-shishou-sama .
O-shishou-sama’s training wasn’t something so kind as Eclair-san’s .
Such a thing as becoming battered was an everyday occurrence and, the event of being on the edge of death wasn’t rare either .
And so the nights and days flowed――
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The seasons change .
However the things to do don’t change .
In the mansion’s yard, I spar .
Just――the opponent has changed .
「Naive . 」
I utilize the crimson girl’s power to hold her down as she rushes in in a straight line .
「Wa waa! Mo~~! Rin’s too strong! Hold back more!」
Pure crimson hair with, amber eyes .
The adorable girl with an appearance that seems captivating even to those of the same sex inflated her cheeks .
Even when I released my lock her cheeks remained inflated .
「Lumina is simple issn’t she, since you move in a straight line too frequently . 」
「That’s fine, because I’ll push through everything with power . 」
「Haha . 」
That the things prodigies say are different aren’t they .
「You 2, would you like tea or the like? How about taking a break?」
「Ane-sama~! I will I will . 」
Lumina ran off, at Silvis’ voice after she prepared tea at the terrace .
After effortlessly receiving her tackle that had a sensation of a ramming attack, Silvis――Silvi is stroking Lumina’s head with a yosh yosh .
Even though it could be said that their ages aren’t all that different, they’re clearly ane and imouto .
The girl called ane-sama is, a girl with coiled pink silver hair and an atmosphere like a princess-sama .
Looking at these children’s smiles, thorns bite into my chest .
Because my wish has, not changed even once since that day .
There’s no wavering .
「――Nee you 2? Do you not want to, meet mother-san?」
Those 2 people make bewildered faces, at the sudden question .
「Mother……is it? No, I think she’s surely busy . 」
「? Mama, always welcomes me home you know?」
I shake my head with a that’s not right you know .
「There should be a happier future, so I am……」
Whatever smile I see, whatever happiness I see, my heart isn’t satisfied .
Happiness is poison .
My heart merely tightens .
At this rate there’s nothing like a reason to stop these thoughts and live my daily life .
Such a thing is nothing more than continuing on inertia .
I suppose it’s fine already .
It’s enough .
If it’s the current me, I should go .
「Since, I’ll surely accomplish this!」
Doing a wink like that――――my unending nightmare began .
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The first time I transferred worlds .
The story wasn’t something so simple .
To begin with it wasn’t the case that I moved within my own time axis .
This is a similar yet different world .
A place that should be called a parallel world .
At first, that reality caused me to despair .
Even so, if I can save her I want to save her .
Renewing my determination I commenced action .
I had trained enough and, become strong .
That overconfidence――caused my failure the first time I challenged it .
The price of acting overconfident was awful .
The moment a death first occurred before my eyes .
While listening to the sound of my heart breaking into pieces, I used magic and repeated the world .
――The 2nd time .
When I went back to my own world, that place was right in front of the fallen deshi .
Just as in my memories, her body had shrunk .
Time had wound back .
……If I’m doing it either way, I should return further back than this .
I understand……
Because the starting point is here, there’s nothing earlier .
This scenery, gouged my heart even more deeply .
I who had 『efficiently』 trained night and day as if crying in lamentation, crossed worlds once again .
This time, I attempted a revision to the trajectory .
Not defeating it by fighting but, avoiding fighting itself .
There’s no need to go and purposefully jump into danger .
However perhaps it would be best to call it history’s corrective power, the nightmare repeated with ridiculous developments .
――The 3rd time .
I did the act of revealing my true form .
Up until now I’ve been at her side as an adventurer who didn’t even give her name but, it’s no good with that .
Explain the particulars and, avoid danger .
However when I made everyone aware that I was Rin, the ridiculous corrective power of the world operated and ejected me .
I thought that it’s probably bad to cause myself to be aware of myself .
Whichever way it is, the risk in revealing my true form is high .
――The 4th time .
I did the act of, naming myself Makina .
So as to act like an artificial god and resolve the story .
I earnestly lived my life from the start again .
But I didn’t reach it .
I didn’t have a sufficiently decisive strike .
What did I lack in?
Capability?
Wisdom?
Equipment?
I thought deeply .
――The 5th time .
I repeat the nightmare again .
My wish alone thrust me into action .
I did the act of reviewing my equipment .
Copying deshi, I had Saira create it for me .
It was done well .
It became such that I was able to efficiently manifest my own special techniques .
Even so―― I didn’t reach it .
More, there’s more .
――The 6th time .
It’s duty at this point .
Will someone besides me save you?
To defeat the giant snake a superficial technique is no good .
Decisiveness is necessary .
Relying only on tools or the like is no good, being negligent in my preparations is also no good .
Training day and night――while clinging to hope .
――The 7th time .
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