167 Magic battle between mother and son (1/2)

”Get up, Alfleet.”

I was slowly swung by Sara and I lifted my heavy eyelids slowly.

There was a shiny black hair Sala in the sight.

”Huh? I guess I should have returned to Coriat Village, right?”

”What are you talking about, Alfried? This is the residence of the Throwlet family in Coriat village.”

Speaking while rubbing the sleeping eyes, Sala answers while opening the curtains and windows.

Then, the dimly lit room suddenly became brighter, and we saw fresh air entering the room.

The trapped air replaces the fresh air outside.

When you breathe, fresh air enters my lungs and goes around my body.

Oh, this is a smallt house in Coriat village.

I was convinced to see this air and the lush landscape outside the window.

When I opened my eyes, there was a black-haired Sala, so I thought I might have woken up for a moment at a Kagra inn.

I relieved, I lie down without worrying.

The feel of the bed after a long absence is comfortable.

Because most of my trip was in the carriage, and occasionally I got up in bed. It's been a long time to sleep in my bed. I want to enjoy this softness more.

In addition, I had just returned from my trip yesterday, but my father was forced to rehearse. Muscle pain felt only by twisting the body to look down at the window while lying down. My body is complaining that this is a serious injury. This should be followed here.

”Why do you fall asleep again! Norse and Elna are already seated at breakfast time?”

”It hurts! Sala, hurts! My whole body is muscular due to yesterday's lesson. Don't shake my body!”

”Oh, sorry.”

When I complain of pain due to muscle pain, Sala apologizes and releases her hand.

I just said she had muscle pain. No, I didn't tell Sala just because I thought in my heart. This is inevitable.

”I bring my breakfast to my room because I have sore muscles and can't walk.”

”I don't think Nord and Elna are convinced by such an excuse?”

”It's not an excuse. It's a symptom. So Sarah is happy to tell her dads and bring breakfast here.”

”... good, but you don't know?”

When I tell you, Sala leaves the room with a look that looks stupid somewhere.

I'm worried about the last line, but it's OK.

This makes me sleepy and I can have breakfast later when I want.

I'm sorry for Bartolo that the breakfast gets cold, but I'm now sick.

As expected, Bartolo would forgive me.

While thinking so, I wore a futon and closed my eyes, and from the first floor I heard a faint sound of someone walking up the stairs.

This footstep is not Sala. Feeling of footsteps is bigger than Sarah, and rhythm is unique.

This is Erna's mother.

”What can't walk with muscle pain. Get up quickly and get out of the room.”

Katcha.

The moment I heard her voice from the door, I locked my room key with psychic.

”Hmm !?”

Erna's mother opens the door and tries to enter, but she gets clogged because she is locked and makes a strange moan.

Hey, he understands the structure of the keys in his room. If you use psychic with no attributes, there is nothing like this.

As expected, no mother brings a spare key to wake her son. I hope you come back.

”What does it mean to lock the keys when my mother comes to wake her son, and even use a magical psychic?”

”I'll take a rest because my son is sick.”

”Where is my sickness, I'm sick. Come down quickly without saying stupid things. Your breakfast will cool down.”

”I hate it”

I wouldn't be so stubborn if I was usual ... maybe.

This time, my muscle pain from training is really bad. Therefore, I want you to bring your meal to this place with kindness.

”If you say that, you're going to hit the room with your abilities as well?-That's where you used the magic first.”

Mr. Elna, who speaks out of noisy things like Elinora. Is it temper than usual because breakfast gets cold in such an exchange?

If it were, it would be nice to leave it even more.