My Parasite Skill System

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Angry was writhing in pain on the ground.

And Calming, hmm.

He could sense something was off with me, finally.

"Prin-Princ--No, you!"

Did he understand?

Maybe he did.

What if he did, though? I just ignored him.

Wasn't it too late for him to plead, now?

Swiftly, the knife went down following my hand, but--

"Oh?! Hohohoho!!!"

Laughter.

No, many waves of laughter.

They ranged out in here.

My hand had to come to a stop.

"Young folks?" It was the old man, he seemed surprised for some reason.

"Young, young, young folks! Within my home? I didn't quite see you well, young ones."

A good ol' old man, if that makes any sense at all. That's the feeling he immediately strikes me with.

And now was it his time to be bothering?

Just stay silent, old creature.

"Come here, come here, now!" From underneath him, there was some sort of pillow. "Here. You can sit here."

After having placed the pillow on his right, he repeatedly and gently tapped on it, indicating us to come to sit near him.

There was only one pillow.

Weren't we three?

Who was it that he was inviting in doing this? He didn't look any of us in the eyes. We wouldn't know.

He was just addressing himself to the crowd. A little crowd of three. Supposedly inviting us to come and sit around his table.

Shh, old man. Shh.

I had something on the go already.

"Mmm… But, right now, Old, I'm kinda busy, I gotta take care of something."

I took back my hand in the air. The blade was being filled with mana, "Now, if you don't mind."

"--No, no, no," all at once, my chest tightened as I felt oppressed within me, "You don't seem to understand, young lad."

Huh?!

I hurriedly brought a hand near my chest area and clutched it.

It was as if being assaulted by intense fire at once.

The fire being burning from within me.

This old man is no joke.

I peered back at him.

"I won't allow any killing in my house, young lad," his lips hardly moved, yet he couldn't be speaking more clearly.

He truly is no joke.

What's that pressure supposed to be?

His words were embedded in me.

His eyes were directed at me. At me only this time about.

I feel naked. Is this pressure emitted from his simple glance…?

That's impressive.

And, oh?

My eyes?

Are they trembling?

No--Isn't it, rather, my whole body that I feel trembling right now...?

I gulped and started to get a bit sweaty on my forehead.

Clatter!

My knife fell off my hand.

Wasn't I firmly gripping it, though?

Was this how they perceived me, these two damn elves?

Damn.

Oh? I can breathe.

All at once, it disappeared.

His staring eyes stopped their work.

I wasn't feeling oppressed anymore.

My face frowned, though.

This feeling, it wasn't the first time. When I was weak at first, Swordsman seized me with the same look.

I don't like it.

I tried to breathe, but I couldn't. I mean, of course I could.

It just--Peering at Calming and Angry, they didn't look like feeling anything at all.

Was he only directing his discontentment at me?

Regardless, it stopped.

I could breathe.

His peaceful friendly old uncle's face was to be brought back to his complexion.

Sigh.

He smiled at me after a chuckle, "What are you waiting for, now?" repeating his tapping movements on the cushion he said, "Come sit here, young lad."

Go easy on me, old man, please.

"B--But, Old…"

I needed to kill them. Otherwise, there was no telling how, why, and when they'd get to leave me alone.

"Liste, old man, these two," I pointed at Angry then at Calming, "They won't let me go when I want to go. And I'm not happy with that, Old." I said, my cheeks were puffed.

He nodded to me, probably indicating to me to continue.

"I'm not happy with them. So I gotta kill 'em. And that's pretty much it, right?"

After I finished talking, Old Sipping was still nodding.

He did that for five, six seconds before he unsealed his lips, "Hmmm. Is that really so, young lad?"

"That's the truth, Old Sipping," I nodded solemnly, "It is."

He replied nothing.

"So, can I kill them?"

"Hmmm. I'm still afraid you can't, young lad," shooking his head he repeated, "You can't."

"And--And why is that?--No," I shook my head and laughed a little bit, "You know what? I'll just kill you too, Old Sipping."

Shit.

I said that without really thinking about it.

"Oh?!"

No, I didn't say anything! I don't mean anything!

"Hohohohoho?!"

Well, okay, laugh all you want.

I said it. And I mean it.

It was a bold statement.

But--No. Not shit.

I'll kill him.

He looks strong but so what?

Isn't it what I planned on doing ever since I saw that house.

A house's just sorta here, in the middle of nowhere, there's food and shelter.

That's indeed what I planned on doing ever since I got here.

Killing them three.

Now though, Old doesn't seem to be okay with me killing them.

What if I kill him first, though?

My eyes darted down right next to my right foot. I spotted my knife.

I just gotta throw it well.

He wouldn't complain any longer. He'd be dead.

Letting his cup rest on the table's flat surface, he calmed his strong laughter.

"Laugh all you want, Old."

"There, there, young lad. All of this is very funny, but you seem to be neglecting one detail, too. Or maybe aren't you just ignorant, too?"

What was he on about, now?

"Aren't we right now, within my house?"

"I reckon that's your house, Old. What of it?"

"As the master of this house, I am to be obeyed here. Weren't you taught that much?"

"Oh!?"

Surprise overtook me.

"Is--Is that how it works?

"Mmhm," he nodded his old wrinkled head.

That's embarrassing, now, "I--I'm sorry then, I didn't know it worked that way," an awkward smile was to be put on my face.

I paused there, waiting for him to say something.

He didn't do so much as to utter another word, however.

It was awkward.

"Mhm, okay then," scratching the back of my head.

I had to over Angry walk a few steps, and that'd be it.

"I'll sit here, then," I arrived next to him.

"Hmm," he smiled at me, "That's a good boy."

Well.

Ahem.

What can I say?

There were rules here, it seemed.

If Old said so, I was inclined to take him up to the words.

I can just deal with the other two afterward, right?

They'd stick around me, that, I was sure of.

Then, doing that, I can just slay them whenever I want.

Just gotta have a knife on me constantly.

And as if nothing ever happened, Old Sipping just decided to be true to his name.

Sip~

He enjoyed sipping.

"Princess…"

"What, now," I peered in his direction, "Calming, I can't deal with you right now but once we're outta here, you and your friend, you're both dead."

"Princess…" his eyes were cast downwards.

Did he only know how to say that word, though? Plus, didn't he understand I'm no princess anymore...?

Wasn't there a problem with him, every time going princess this, princess that?

Let him just shut up, man.

"I…"

Oh, and I got an idea, now.

"Hey, you know what, Calming?"

"--But we just can't fight back…!" he pitifully muttered to himself.

"I don't want you here anymore," facing him, I turned to Old in anticipation and he nodded, "You take your friend and you get out."

Old ruled his own house.

So obviously, they'd be going away when asked to, here.

Wasn't that what I wanted ever since the beginning?

"Princess!"

"Tut-tut!" My left index was waving at him, "There's no princess anymore. Or maybe you want me to change your name to Stubborn instead of Calming, huh?"

Hehehe.

Still looking downwards, with both hands on his laps as he was sitting on his knees, he said nothing.

"That's what I thought."

Sip~

"I want you two out," I stated.

Turning to Old Sipping once more, "Say, Old, you're the ruler in this house, right? Tell them to go away, please."

And surprisingly, he'd just listen to me.

"Elves, do please get out of my home," holding his cup, he slid it to the table, "I would not know much about this obvious quarrel that is roaming around between you young folks--What I can however tell is that you and your wounded friend have been the one attacking my guest, here, first."

"Mmhm, mmhm," I could only nod again.

I like this old man.

"Do please get out of this property, young misters."

Well, what a funny situation to be in.

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