Chapter 83

Chapter 83. Siblings of the Pernil family (5)

“And it’s not just you and Asha who are fighting.”

I spread two fingers.

“I’m sorry if the person involved is excluded. I'm going to have your brother and our side of Iret go head to head.”

Both of them were speechless and startled by my proposal.

Let's mess up the board and build a sandcastle on it.

I wrote down the 1st item in my specialty section about being forced.

Remember, I'm a pushover.

Arrel is a brat.

“For concessions, we have to win both Asha and Aired to count as a winner. Even if only one of you wins, I'll treat you as a winner.”

In a way, it is too much of a disadvantage for us.

“I promise you in my name.”

As long as the name of the royal family is at stake, it can never be violated.

“how is it? Do you feel like doing it now?”

“...I will accept it.”

He finally agreed.

There is a possibility of resolving the food shortage in the hometown, putting aside dating among the children.

You can't resist biting this bait.

“So, there’s nothing wrong with it?”

So, in the meantime, the bet was established.

The opinion of Asha, who was flustered next to me, was completely neglected.

Remembering Asha's face at that time, I raised my thumb.

“No problem. You just have to win.”

“It's not that kind of problem.... She

came to see her younger brother and suddenly got into a fight with the academy's swordsmanship instructor, and she felt unfair.

From her point of view, it must be a confusing day to the extent that she doesn't know what kind of misfortune she has.

That also makes me feel a little bit bitter.

Originally, I didn't mean to let you spend a day like this.

“Well, you know I was a little forced, right? But, Asha. Did you really not care if the board was arranged like that at that time?”

I looked at her seriously and continued.

“He laughed at your family. You totally ignored your little brother. Can I just pass it over?”

“That... it can’t be. But I am Arel's escort. I can’t ignore that and act on my personal feelings alone.”

“So you have to be more confident.”

I smiled bitterly and put my hand on Asha's shoulder.

“By ignoring my escort, you went further and disregarded my discernment in choosing that escort. Then I can't just pass it on.”

“yes'?”

“huh. To be honest, I was pissed off too.”

Frankly, I was a little annoyed.

I was hoping to watch the moment when the two siblings reunite happily...

What is this?

If you curse at me, I won't let you go, but if you curse at someone close to me, I won't let you go.

However, this is a matter of personal pride, so it cannot go as far as blaspheming the royal family.

If I insist on going there, I will become a madman.

That's why I deliberately messed up the board and increased the work.

It creates a place for my escort to run amok.

“And it's been a long time since I've been in front of my younger brother.

Show me what a wonderful knight you are.”

I winked and said confidently.

And he added in a low voice so that only Asha could hear.

“....just humiliate them.”

When I said that, Asha laughed bitterly.

Seeing that she didn't say she couldn't bear it, she must have been very angry.

In the end, the duel in question was decided to be held at the gymnasium on the east side of the academy site.

As long as I suggested it, there is no one to stop anyone now.

The dean was in trouble, but when I gave him another ointment, he shut up.

“That’s what happened, so try your best.”

And I explained the general situation to Aimet before the start of the duel.

It's not too much time, so I said it right away.

Now that you've done this, you can beat that cheeky kid in public.

“swarm! It’s impossible!!”

Unsurprisingly, the feeble-minded boy reacted almost fainting.

So kindly let me know.

I smiled as I put my hand on Iret's head and stroked it.

“The one who looks after you now is the youngest prince.”

One of the children of the best family in the kingdom.

“..!!”

Iret opened her eyes as if she had realized the truth.

Yes, no one will say anything no matter what you do now.

Don't think that an opportunity like today will seldom come.

“Then now, I will teach you a plan for you, Airett, to perform well.”

I put Iret in her ear and taught her how I had devised it.

A duel is a cool word, but in reality there is nothing more savage than this.

It's an act of beating you up or killing you in front of others under mutual agreement.

Bored aristocrats come out in droves to watch someone do a duel.

One of the funniest things in the world is violence and bloodshed.

Originally, watching someone else's house fighting and watching a fight is the most fun.

That's why, when someone says they're going to duel, rumors spread all over the place.

For that reason, not only students but also professors came out in droves.

No, why don't you put the kids aside and keep the older ones a little more uptight?

Stunned, I sat down in the best seat to watch.

And in the middle of the gymnasium, the boy of the Luchen family and Iret are standing with wooden swords at each other.

It's a duel between stubborn boys.

Everyone is watching with the feeling that this is some kid's joke.

In the first place, no one thought that Iret would win.

The reason is the difference in age and height.

I've heard that a little boy named Gafen is two years older than Iret.

It's a fight that takes place at the level of boys of that age, so in the end the guy with the better physique will win.

The difference is quite catastrophic.

Gadel himself seemed terribly reluctant, probably thinking that there was no answer at first glance.

“No matter how you think about this, it’s not!”

In the middle of our seats, not the product of the day... but Heia, a girl who loves eyelets.

“Arel! Please dry it right now!”

“don't worry. Iret wins anyway.”

“Aimat has no sword talent!”

Judging by her assertion, it seems that she already has a good understanding of Eyelet.

Actually, that's what I see.

Academics would be more appropriate than swords.

“Well, I’d like to praise you for seeing people properly, but you don’t even know what to do yet.”

“to?”

“It doesn’t matter if you win or lose, it’s your talent. The important thing is...

what I'm going to say, this little girl looks up at me and wants to hear clearly.

“It’s a trick.”

“...what does that mean?”

That's right, it's the face you didn't quite understand.

This girl is still naive.

Don't worry. You'll find out in just 5 minutes.

“Don’t worry, Iret. In the first place, it's a man's instinct to want to show a little bit of a plausible side to a girl, right? So, at times like these, I encourage and at least cheer for them.”

“...I don't think that's the case.”

Heia tilted her head.

“But why are you interested in Aimat? If it's simply a household chore, the kid over there is better.”

When I asked because I was curious for a moment to change the subject, Heia acted like a young girl of her age and looked embarrassed.

“That's cute.”

“huh?”

“A cute face that makes you cry if you put it next to you. Wouldn’t you like to stick it aside and poke it and watch it?”

“???? what?”

“Does Arel-nim think so too?”

Saying that, the girl put her hand on her cheek and smiled lovingly.

It was... too much to be the smile of a thirteen-year-old girl

.

Yes, something of the same kind as me...

came like static electricity!

The nature of something that starts with D.

Maybe that's why this girl favors Iret... maybe?