Life with my Little Sister

The mound is the soul of the mighty......

No, you're not tired, are you?

I just remembered a little sumo.

So, why did I remind you of Sumo?

That's because there's a round ring in front of you.

In a world of witchcraft, there are magic props.

Then it's only natural that some competitions use magic.

The name of the competition is - Push.

What would you say if you had a different world person in front of you who didn't know the push and you were asked to explain this competition?

Here's what I'd say.

"It's like sumo wrestling with magic."

and.

Two opponents stand on a mound-like round ring and use wind magic to push their opponents out of the ring.

This is an overview of the push.

It's simple, but it seems to be medium interesting for those watching, and it's one of the most popular competitions.

Sumo has a throwing technique, a rush called a blur technique, and the push also has a trick so that you can't talk about everything with just simple arms and weight.

The use and pushing of wind magic allows for many runs. A lot of magic isn't the only way to settle it.

Well, it's true that it's more overwhelmingly advantageous to have a basic amount of magic.

I'm going up to this ring now.

Nothing. Not as an athlete. It's just part of the magic drill.

Pushing as an interpersonal sorcery battle is safer than making unlimited attacks because it only uses the wind to push the object out.

As a first step in training, I would hit it and put it on.

The opponent is Dr. Abel.

He is an elf who should not have seductive ears and always seduce his disciples.

Training in the form of a real fight we talked about the other day. This is the first of its kind.

The only good thing to use with push is wind magic. It is also not possible to use the flesh.

It is forbidden to use wind sorcery as a blade to harm opponents, etc.

It is also naturally forbidden to cleverly target eyeballs with sand and dust.

Cushions are laid around the ring. It seems safe to blow up.

If it's a vulgar monster, it makes you compete in a place surrounded by muddy water like a plow, and sometimes you laugh at a defeated man who's gone rogue?

"... don't hesitate to do it"

In the ring, my master stands flat.

I don't particularly care about it, I don't feel it. He looks like a master as usual.

Speaking of differences, only that you're not wearing a hat. I use wind magic, so I guess you're considering blowing it up. Her mother keeps her hat.

"Al. Averu, I'm not trying!

"Ha ha! Phew, I want you to stick around! Come here?

Two cheering from outside the ring.

I'm sorry, Phee. I can't snuggle you up right now.

"Well, I'll be there, Abel"

I shake my right hand.

The wind magic used in the push doesn't mean blowing it up with a gust of wind, it feels like pushing it in with pressure. As far as I'm concerned, it's easy to do this one because it's close to using the magic that stays raw.

"Come on, whoa!

"... n"

No, I'm not even scared.

Takazu's wind demon wall is too stubborn for my magic to do anything.

I don't think I need to explain anything, but a wind demon wall is a defensive wall made of wind magic.

Close to a transparent barrier, like a cartoon or something, would be two wind demon walls and a water demon wall.

Whether it's wind or water, defensive walls need to be 'converted' to create them.

I don't think there's anyone but me to fend off the magic that stays raw, so if it's a magic wall that doesn't inhibit your vision, wind or water will dominate.

By the way, the strongest is the dirt wall, but you'll lose sight of the front......

"Abelu...... I want you to give me a little more time..."

"... It's difficult because I've never deployed a brittle wall"

That's right.

As strong as it is, the fence is good, so I guess I never bothered to use it weakly. Even Abel, who has lived a long life.

"Then Abel will attack."

"...... hmm. As much as I can, I'll give it to you."

Abel shakes her left hand. Now I'm rolling out the fence.

I want to create a wall with root magic, but push is not usable except for wind magic, so I also create demon walls with wind.

- But.

"Wow!

I raised my voice like some dad and stabbed him in the cushion outside the ring.

It was a tremendous pressure.

I don't even have time to think about stomping or trying.

When I realized it, it was blowing up.

"Ahhh! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

Fee rushes over crying.

No injuries thanks to the cushions, but I think I got worried.

(That's more than a giant elephant and an ant, this is)

Everything is too different in standard.

Without having to use your arm strength, it feels like you've just been blown away by exhalation.

No matter how out of hand you are, this won't be a battle, and it won't be a practice. You'll just have to let me come and go between the rings and the cushions.

"Yes! Oh! Daiji-bu!? I don't want to!?"

"Oh, I'm fine, Fee. Thank you for your concern."

I stroke her sister's head as she hugs me.

"... Al, are you okay?

Abel also comes close on a small run,

"Meh! - Bullying! Don't let go!

My Angel got stuck.

"Phee, this isn't abusive."

So don't look at me like that. I want you to stay out of that emotion.

Embrace your sister from behind.

"To...?

"I'm fine, don't be mad at me"

Training in swordsmanship will begin in time, but you will also get really hurt then. I'm glad you're worried, but I want you to get used to this, and I want you to be able to tell the difference.

"Huh, Phee?"

"Ugh... But, hey, it's stubborn...

"This is my training to protect Fee. You know what I mean."

"Uuuuuuuu......! Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha!

Fee cried, but somehow I can tell.

He said this was a fie when you put up with it for me.

He said he wanted to tolerate training.

"All right, thanks, Fee. I'll do my best, brother."

"Ahhhhh! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Phew, I don't want to see it!

I don't want to make my beloved sister cry any more, so I want to do something about it, but I don't think Abel will have teeth in the actual problem, the sorcery battle.

"... Al, I'm sorry"

It also made that Abel bow her head.

Just because I'm weak, it worries people. We need to be stronger.

Or in this case, are you apologizing for making Fee cry?

Either way, she has nothing to do with it.

"No, Abel's not bad at all. It was Abel who told me to make it a less dangerous push because it was the first match."

In me, Abel is set on someone she shouldn't hurt either.

Like my sister, I want to protect you.

Whether or not your actual strength extends, just your heart, I hope so.

If I ever act intact against Abel, that would only be when I aim for my ear.

If reason blows up, unfortunately, there's nothing I can do.

But I want to help you when it's not, and I should follow you when I can.

"I don't care if Abel says she handles magic well, because she wouldn't have handled it to an overwhelming understated opponent and used it.... I know you're saying it yourself, but you're saying I was weaker than Abel thought."

I have to conclude that because they blew me away even though I was reduced.

And sadly, it seems it was a drawing star, a master who lays his eyes down with no expression.

"Uh...... Well, you know, what? You can use me to practice magic, too, Abel. To be held or to have a win-win relationship."

... Even if Abel remembers the maneuvers, she won't have a chance to use them other than me, so I'm the only one who gains.

I mean, I feel like this argument is broken.

but decided to pretend not to notice that.

"... Al is right. A good story if I learn to be modest. … strive."

Master Elf holding his hands in front of his chest as if in a gutsy pose, with no expression. He seems serious enough to see his motivation.

And right after that, Abel seemed to get the hang of it right away. As for the amount of magic.

"Wow!

Well, where I was well handed down, it doesn't make a difference that I'm blown away.

Because even if it suppresses the amount of magic, there is a historical difference in the use of magic itself.

The use of wind magic and the speed at which it was used were not at a level that I could manage.

I don't know, I'm doing a mole beating, and it feels like a mole coming out of all the holes.

I can't deal with it.

I know you're going to be putting it out in order as Abel, but it's out of my reaction speed.

As a result, it is blown away without the art of exchange.

Each time, her sister cried, and Abel seemed sorry.

Yeah.

If you don't get stronger soon, you two are pathetic.

It was me who vowed to do more.