"I did it! I did it, Charles!! Did you see it?" What Misayano is talking about is, of course, not about our child, but about the Hero’s Secret Technique, the Brave Art Iron Slicing.
The iron block in front of her was beautifully cut in half. "Yeah, I saw it. Now Misaya is a fine Iron Slicing user." I replied. "Hehe." Misayano laughed bashfully.
Like this, I'd been watching the Misayano siblings train for the past few days. Misayano seems to be more of an intuitive type, as she easily mastered several of the Brave Arts without me having to explain them in detail after I showed her just once. She had been a bit weak at it to begin with, so she had trouble mastering Iron Slicing. Still, when I think about teaching an ordinary human, I can't help but be amazed at her extraordinary speed of learning.
As expected, the daughter of Sanvolt, who was the top candidate to become the Hero, is no joke. "Misayano's talent is incredible. I couldn't learn it so quickly." "Charles didn't have anyone to teach you, right?" "Well, that's true." "I have the best role model in Charles, so it's only natural that I can do it." "No no. If you can learn it just by watching, no one would have any trouble." Even if you ignore the fact that she is a descendant of the Hero, Misayano's learning ability is extraordinary. "Really? It's normal, isn't it?" It seems the person herself doesn't realize it. This is what they call a genius.
"Of course, it doesn't just apply to Misaya only."
"Yes."
"Saburo's growth is remarkable, too." A ten-year-old would be more interested in playing than training, but Sabronard shows no signs of this at all. It seems like he just enjoys swinging his sword, practicing day and night.
"That's why he's getting better." "Yes?" Misayano speaks up to my monologue. "He's practicing so enthusiastically and with such enjoyment." "That's right. He's always had fun, but lately it's even more so." "I see."
"It seems like it was a good experience for him to meet, Sensei Charles." "Please don't call me Sensei, Misaya." "Hehe." Misayano smiles mischievously.
That smile is so cute even if you ignore the fact that she's my niece. Most men would fall for a smile like that from this girl. That's what I think.
I also have the role of training the next generation, but these siblings have such high learning ability that while I am happy, I don't think they will be of much use as a reference for training other people. It's not hard to imagine that if I were to train someone based on these siblings, the training would be extremely rigorous. In fact, some people would die. With the conversation with Misayano over, I now address her younger brother, Sabronard. "Saburo." "What is it, Sensei Charles?"
"It's okay if it's just swinging the sword." "Hmm?" "However, at Saburo's age, it's better not to build up too much muscle yet." "Why? Sensei Charles." "You won't grow taller." "Really?"
"When I was about Saburo's age, I wasn't careful and built up too much muscle." "Oh." "As you can see, I'm not that tall. I'm only a little taller than average." I'm a little taller than an average adult male, about the same height as a fairly tall adult female. I'm not short, but I'm definitely not tall. Because Sabronard is the son of the strong Sanvolt, he's much taller than I was when we were the same age. If he continues to grow up like this, he'll definitely surpass me. I know I'm being nosy, but I'll give him a warning. "But isn't it fine for Charles to be that tall?"
Sabronard said.
"Well, I think I would have been better off a little taller. Why do you think so?" "Well, I can't imagine Sensei Charles taller than you are now." It seemed Sabronard had already formed an image of me as an effeminate man. "I think Charles is better the way you are now, too." Oh, you too, Misayano. As I was thinking that, Misayano continued.
"I think it's easier to talk to Charles now. If it had been too hard to approach you, I might not have gone to see you." From my perspective, Misayano didn't seem intimidated by anyone, but it seemed that there were some types of men she didn't like to deal with.
"For example, Ichabod was a good match for my father in swordsmanship, and he could use the Brave Arts that even my father couldn't use." "Yeah."
"However, I don't think I ever wanted to approach Ichabod, to learn swordsmanship."
"Well, I suppose so." Considering my eldest brother's personality, even if Misayano wasn't the daughter of Sanvolt, his political rival for the throne, he probably wouldn't be the type of person to go out of his way to teach someone things. I can say that for sure. Even heroes are human. It's not like we're all particularly outstanding in terms of personality, including myself. Probably less than half of us were good at taking care of others. "Anyway,"
Misayano said as she looked at me.
"I like the current, approachable Charles."
"Ah, Misaya." "What is it, Charles?"
"No matter how much of a relationship we have as niece and uncle, you and I are still man and woman." "Yeah, that's true."
Misayano seems to be taking my words at face value, in a biological sense.
This is no good. But I'll just say it anyway. "Don't say things like 'I like you' so easily." "Ehhh, but I like Charles, you know?"
This girl, really.
After what I just said.
"I like you too, Sensei Charles." "Saburo...!"
Being admired by someone nearly ten years younger of the same sex is a rare occurrence for me, and those words were deeply moving.
"If it’s Teacher Charles, it’s okay to marry Misaya-nee."
Even Sabronard starts saying such things.
Despite the fact that we’ve only recently met, he admires me that much.
That being said.
"Saburo is still a child, so he probably doesn’t know."
"Huh?"
"A niece and an uncle can't marry. They're too closely related by blood." "Really?" Sabronard seemed to be deeply shocked.
I wonder if it was really that bad. "In fact, judging by age Misaya and I are more like cousins." "Yes." "However, in terms of status and blood relations, we are niece and uncle. I don't want you to forget that." "That's true..."
As expected, Misayano refrained from talking about having children in front of her younger brother. Although Misayano was quite abrupt and unpredictable in many ways, she seemed to understand the situation properly.
After all, it's not like you can talk about having children in front of your younger brother who is around ten years old. Because of this conversation, the atmosphere for the rest of the practice remained awkward. Still, it was impressive how these two managed to master the techniques. Feeling a little awkward, we finished practice for the day.
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