36 - The Brave Take Out His Brother Who Refuses From Going to School

A week has passed since the tournament.

One morning.

Charlotte, the maid, helps me get dressed and we eat breakfast.

"So, has Gaius' fever gone down?"

"Yes. The day after the tournament, he had a high fever, but it went away the next day.

"How are you feeling?"

"I thought you were still not at your best. He hasn't been eating well.

I wonder if he has a lingering cold.

I was told to leave, so I stayed away from him for a few days to see how he was doing.

But as expected, I'm getting worried when he stays indoors for such a long time.

"Let's go check on him. Charlotte, make me a sandwich."

I have the maid make me a breakfast lunch, and I walk down the hallway with it.

As I walk toward my brother's room, the servants walk in front of me.

Good morning, Mr. Julius!

When they noticed me, they bowed to me.

I used to feel like I was ignored, but lately I've been getting a proper greeting in return.

"Oh."

I give them a quick hello and leave them.

"......Ah, I'm shocked. My brother was actually better than me."

"...... I'm flirting with the wrong person. I've made a mistake. I should have just gone there in the first place."

"...... I envy Charlotte who belongs exclusively to Julius. It's so frustrating!"

Some time later.

I walked up to my brother's room.

Knock-knock.

"Hey, Gaius, you awake?"

Shhhhhh .......

"Gaius, hey. I'm coming in!"

Put your hand on the doorknob.

Click ......!

Boom! ......!

I open the door and go inside.

The bed is made of wood.

I walk over to my brother.

"Yo."

"...... it was locked."

"Well, it opened normally, didn't it?"

"...... how monstrous are you that you can break the lock of a room with your bare hands without a care in the world?"

I create a chair next to my brother and sit down.

"Are you okay? You've been out of school for days."

"............"

"If this cold goes on much longer, I'll call a doctor, okay?"

"...... whose fault is it that I'm here!"

Gaius flips off the covers and tries to hit me with a pillow.

Pow! ......!

"Huh!　The pillow burst!"

"My body is always wrapped in magical armor. That's what happens when I hit a bump."

"What's going on with the amount of magic you're releasing 24 hours a day? ......"

Gaius murmurs weakly.

His glossy blond hair seems to have lost some of its color.

"What's wrong?　You don't seem to be in your usual good spirits."

"...... shut up. Shut up, brother."

He curls up under the covers.

I use the [condition check] magic I learned from the saint.

It's an application of recovery magic to check the physical condition of an opponent.

"What? You've recovered from your cold. Why don't you go to the school?

"Of course I can't go!　Because if I go, I'll be the laughing stock of the whole school!"

"A laughingstock?　Why?"

"I lost to someone I had disrespected so much!　Of course they're going to make fun of me!"

"I don't think so."

"Shut up and shut up!　Just leave me alone already!"

My brother is adamant. He won't get out of bed.

"I'm not leaving you alone. I'm your brother. If you're down, I'll listen to your problems.

"You think I'm stupid like that, don't you?

"No, I don't think so at all.

d*mn it!　Gaius swears.

"What's bothering you?"

"I was so frustrated that you beat me to a pulp!　I even went to bed with a high fever!"

"Well, how about you come practice with me tomorrow?"

"What is ......?"

Gaius comes out of the covers and looks at me with a blank expression on his face.

"You feel frustrated when you lose because you haven't given up on winning, right?　I mean, you want to win, you know. Then I'm going to help you."

I reach out my hand to my brother who is stunned.

"............"

Gaius reaches out to me.

Pasch ......!

He brushes my hand away and glares at me.

"I don't need your help!"

The younger brother jumps out from under the covers and takes off his pajamas roughly.

"Shit!　d*mn it!　You made me look like a fool!　You made fun of me!"

He changes into his uniform, grabs his bag, and leaves the room.

I follow behind him.

Don't follow me!

"First of all, you need to be able to concentrate. Always breathe properly. Like this."

"You don't have to teach me!　You make me want to vomit and my stomach is in knots when you tell me what to do!"

"Be aware of the movement of the diaphragm."

"Shut up and shut up, you little shit!"

Like that, we were on our way to the school.