Chapter 16 (1/2)

Chapter 16

SERIOUSLY SERIOUS

Today we don’t take any request.

It isn’t because Firia is unwilling to work or anything, it’s because I think taking a break from work is also important.

If we keep taking on request, I won’t have enough time to train my body after all. To obtain a body that can withstand anything, we have to train it regularly.

Thus, I use this holiday to train my body.

“Yuri-san, do you not know what holiday means? It means day to rest you know? Day to rest.”

Wearing her usual pink cuffed white dress, Firia asks me such.

Seems like she takes a liking to that dress. I’m kinda curious about it since I’m the one who chose that dress, but since ever since we met back then she always wear same dress, I just can’t tell.

“It isn’t like I’m intending to over-train my body to the point I don’t have time to rest, you know? Also, I won’t be able to sleep at night if I don’t move my body at day.”

“You just had life and death battle yesterday, didn’t you? If it were me, I wouldn’t be able to move even a single of my finger after that.”

“You sure are weak, Firia.”

“It’s you that’s too though, Yuri-san. I’m sure your body wasn’t produced in normal way.”

Firia says so while looking at me, who is doing push-up with one of my pinky finger, with astounded eyes.

However, I still am not satisfied with such training.

“This is just too light…. Firia, get on my back.”

“Huh, well, I don’t mind, but… I’m pretty heavy, you know?”

Firia says so, even while seemingly hesitant.

She’s heavy, huh. Exactly what I want.

“That’s even better. It’ll be good for my training, after all.”

“No consideration as usual, aren’t you?”

Firia shakes her head with a seemingly resigned expression, and then gets on my back after

saying “I’m getting on.”

I can feel the warmth of human body on my back.

I continue doing push up with my pinky finger while Firia on my back.

However, I tilt my head as I immediately feel a sense of discomfort.

“Firia, aren’t you a bit too light?”

“Eh, is that so?”

Somehow there’s a trace of happiness in her voice.

“That’s right, with only this much of weight, it won’t become a good material for my training. How about gaining some fat a bit?”

“Absolutely no!”

Somehow she’s angry. As I though, I don’t understand elves at all.

“It isn’t about understanding elves or the like! Geez… don’t you know what consideration is, Yuri-san?”

“I don’t want to hear that from someone who likes to peek at others’ mind.”

“I don’t peek at others’ mind, you know? I peek only specially at yours, Yuri-san. Does that make you happy?”

I can’t see her face, but I’m sure she’s saying that only to tease me. So I don’t give her any response.

“Well, usually people don’t want to interact with me since I have this ability, though. Because of that I lived by myself back in the village. If the target reject it, I won’t be able to peek at their mind, though.”

Firia begins pretending to cry while saying “I, am a lonely child.”

Her crying act is very unnatural as usual, but her voice is pretty down, so perhaps she being avoided by other is true.

“Well, out of ordinary people tend to get secluded from society, after all. I’m also the same, perhaps because I was always focused solely on training my body, I was always alone. I don’t have even a single friend, not to mention girlfriend.”

Hearing my words, Firia stops her crying act.

“Yuri-san, could it be you’re trying to console me?”

“Nope, just talking to myself.”

“We, are similar, aren’t we?”

Firia happily says so.

“Perhaps

so.

“Perhaps you’re right. Well, as far as I’m concerned, I haven’t been lonely even once, though.”

Saying so, I stop doing push up, and drop Firia from my back.

“Why? Normally that’d be lonely, right?”

“I have these muscles, after all.”

I look at my well-trained body, marvelous as always.

When light s.h.i.+nes upon my slightly sweaty body, it emits dazzling sparks and glitters. I’m unintentionally fascinated by my own body.

“Are you sick?”

“The vitality of my body is my pride.”

“Not your body, but your head.”

“That’s also impossible. I’m an intellect, after all.”

“I see, it’s already too late, huh. I take my word back about us being similar.”

The day eventually ends while we are chatting as such.

Since Firia is asleep, I continue my training by standing on one of my tiptoe and doing air-chair.

It may sounds plain, but such plain training is what it takes to make powerful and marvelous muscles.