The Magus of Genesis

"What are you doing, over and over, deliberately!?

"No, I didn't mean to say no. That's not why I'm forgiven."

Utah answers that vividly to the unusual striking and unusual yelling water color.

"Are you making fun of Atashi!?

That, in turn, seemed to have oiled the water-colored fire.

"As bad as that, the inevitable water color isn't bad."

Pompous and dropped Nina's groan sounded gently in the room, even though she was whispering.

"In fact, Utah took your surprise."

"…… Are you trying to say that this monkey is better than Atashi?"

The hysterical appearance of the previous period is a quiet voice color of the back.

But there was clearly more anger there than ever before.

"Come on? Each person is good at what they do, and they don't know what helps. It's not that easy to understand or decide whether you're good or not."

Even as she takes it head-on, Nina answers with a cool face.

"But well, if we fight, Utah will be stronger."

Instead, they added more fuel.

"...... ok. I'll prove to you that you can't beat a monkey like this. … be on the table. I'll knock you out."

"I don't like it……………"

Utah answered that with confusion to the water color pointing out to the outside with a sharp gaze.

"Don't worry, I won't take it to my life. Gakkow's, isn't it, Tomodachi?

You saw that as cowardly, or the water color provokes with a tone that makes a fool of you.

"No, you're not, the water color's a girl. If you're an enemy, you don't have a sword to wield against the girl on your side."

Without ever being angry with her like that, Utah clearly said so.

I leak laughter by accident.

As soon as I did, I was stared at by the water color with an amazing face. Beautiful girl ruined it.

"Don't be ridiculous! If you're a warrior too, fight! Or... is Kenbe a bunch of hipsters?

"………… Okay."

If they say so, Utah won't be able to pull back either. He went outside the school building with the water color.

"Let it be, let it be! Are you a jerk?

"I don't know… I don't know how strong the water color is."

Answering that anxiously to Ruffle, we head outside too.

Utah is not that strong.

I had no idea what would happen if I fought.

"You're not gonna stop me, are you?

Teng himself, Nina, who incited it, said with some pleasure.

"You shouldn't stop when you do."

Maybe the water color exploded apart from what happened today is not the only starting point.

Is this what Nina was saying about the problem?

"You were laughing and stirring up, too."

"No, that's not what it is…………"

Take care of the girl, what Utah says, so I laughed.

"Well, it's dangerous. If so, please, Lynn."

"Yeah. I think it's okay, though."

Just in case, I'll ask Lynn to do that.

The magic of manipulating her water is very useful for rendering her opponent unharmed and powerless. Not if it's my magic, and Nina won't forgive the neighborhood, because it's cluttered.

When we went outside, the water color and Utah were about ten meters away from each other.

A straight branchy stick stretches out of her watery palm, and she pulls out one petal decorated on her hair and attaches it to its tip. The thin and light petals stretched pins and pointed toward Utah like a blade.

Is that her magic as an elf? Maybe, in fact, it cuts well like a blade. The branch is about two meters long, and the water colour holds it with both hands and sets it up like a spear.

"Draw your sword."

"I told you. There's no sword for girls."

Saying so, Utah threw down his sword on the ground with every sheath.

"Make fun of me............!

The water shouted and threw the spear away. At that length, a throwing spear.

Utah can easily handle it, but by that time, two more bottles of water were in his hand and his spear was in his hand.

He takes the first one released with a time difference by hand and kicks up the second one as he throws it away.

Utah gradually packed the time, preventing one spear after another from flying in.

"Eat it!

At the same time as she screamed, the spear with the water protruding, this time never left her hand. Instead, it stretches as if the plant were to grow, bending over while making several verses, approaching Utah in an unlikely orbit to the spear.

Utah, accustomed to the linear orbit of the throw in previous attacks, managed to avoid it, but his posture collapsed dramatically.

"Make it a skewer!

Aim there, a watery spell flies. The pattern of spears thrown so far was sharp and pointed, flying from all directions towards Utah.

Utah is weak.

Of course there will be some stretching costs because I am still young, but without the noticeable talent of saying this, even my back is lower than the water color.

At least for now, I can't say I'm strong.

- But in sword club, that's the story.

"Oh. Surprised."

Pinch the spear between all your fingers and stop, and Utah leaks his voice.

As much as that, they're the ones who do it for granted.

"I'm early (ha). I'm Jie. I'm fast. I'm sick."

As he throws down the spear he receives, Utah casts a spell on his standing.

It would have meant nothing to repeat the same word, except that of Utah.

The reflex nerve. Speed of moving your hands and feet. Make a move to kick the earth. A body that gets pushed to the kick foot.

Multiple enhancement magic that enhances each separately.

"Once, as much as I prevented it. Yep!

The watery hair stands upside down, sharp and pointy as if it were a beast's fang.

Countless spears jumped out of it and pierced Utah at once.

- In my eyes, all I could see was that.

"I'm weak."

After acknowledging the sight, the voice of Utah strikes me in the ear.

Faster than the sound of recognition, his fists captured a water-colored heart.

He must have killed all that power himself just before.

A blow pierced her soft watery chest had hit her, but without damaging her body at all.

"Now I guess that means I win."

Keep your fists open, Utah asks.

If the water color doesn't admit to losing, it's in a position to let the chase go.

The watery eyes look down at his chest like he sees something incredible, and then stare at Utah in awe...

And as accidentally noticed something, I relieved myself and put my gaze back on my chest.

"Nah... what are you touching Atashi's tits, you pervert!

The flat-handed blow unleashed was many times duller and slower than her spear...... but captured Utah's cheek accurately.

"I don't believe it, what makes a girl have no sword to wield, do you? I can't believe that's what this was all about, you pervert."

"No, wait, no, that's really, really not true. No, sir."

Utaka excused herself with a pitiful look at the shitty water color.

"Oh, I just, uh, no, really, I don't mean that."

"Utah."

Nina asks Utah, who looks like she's going to cry, with a serious look.

"Were you soft?

"Yeah, awesome"

"What are you listening to with a serious face?"

And don't answer Utah honestly either.

"I knew you weren't de perverted -!

"No, I'm not... what's that now... Sister Nina!

To the crying water color and Utah, where does Nina blow the wind?

... I have no choice. Let me get you a help boat.

"It's me who taught Utah that, if you put it right."

"Sense!?

The water color takes a distance from me by sheltering my chest with both arms.

"No, no, not there.... be nice to the girl."

Don't get hurt, this reaction. I sympathized a bit with Utah's feelings and put heat on the defense.

"Yeah, but my dad taught me that..."

"I guess so. That's what I taught you more than six hundred years ago. To your grandfather long before Utah."

Six hundred years ago. The human women in this world were not treated decently.

But not at all now. Rather, Utah's thinking is closer to anachronism.

In modern times, it is a common perception that there is no such difference in the abilities of men and women.

Because there is little difference in arm power between men and women in this world.

Overall, of course, women tend to be smaller and less powerful, but that's a physical story.

As you can see from the fact that women are the masters of sword clubs from time to time, magic has enough power to easily cover up some physical differences, etc.

... but I didn't know you were still disciplined after decades of preaching to D'Arga.

I missed it so much that I laughed unexpectedly.