471 Each snowball (2/2)

With that said, several villagers moved away.

The villagers, including Roland, hide behind the ice walls and are jittery.

When I looked closely, there was a frying pan in my hand as a shield instead.

”... haven't you gotten any tactical? Last year we were all storming out in a roar, weren't we?

This year's snowball has a different flavour and two flavours. It feels more like a military exercise than an innocent play, or a bee sport to say. It's like savage.

”Because I imitated Al making ice walls and using pitfalls”

”Yeah, well, you got a level after that snowball. And it looks like they've joined the vigilante lately.”

Apparently, this is what happened because of the confrontation between me and sister Elinora.

I used ice magic to build walls and approach them, magically play them, and use the snow and ice columns around me.

”Well, it's nice to have a wider range of plays, but this makes it hard for kids to play”

”The ones near the adults are mixed up with the adults, but kids our age are relaxing on the practice floor.”

I felt sad that the soothing snowball was gone, but that didn't happen.

Looking at the vigilante's practice area, kids our age seemed to have a fun snowball.

A little snow wall has been built, sounds like a rule to play in a determined area.

I hear little kids and girls shaking, very soothing.

”That sounds like fun for us to play with.”

”Uh, we're not mixed up over there.”

”Huh? Why?

I'm a seven-year-old, Thor and Asmo are nine-year-olds. He's an old man who hasn't reached the age of majority yet, and I'd say he has the right to mix with a peaceful snowball fight over there.

When I asked, Tor and Asmo seemed out of sight at first sight. I have a bad feeling.

”... hey, what have you done?

”No, you just used a small worker to win a little, didn't you?

”Yeah, I just kicked up the snow, blinded, pretended to be one of them and infiltrated an enemy team”

”Wow, not very popular”

In short, I guess what these guys do is gone awry and banned from exiting.

There is no way that all of the things I have just given you are examples. I should have set something worse up.

”It's very popular. We're probably the same kids. Basically, why do you have to fight them from the front! What's wrong with doing what you can to win!

”You don't have to go out of your way to fight fair. I like to fight on the stage I'm good at. Eat the shit out of a dirty front game.”

It was always the way my brother, exposed to the threat of his sister, thought to survive strongly.

”I agree with both of you, but you can't do it to a normal kid.”

”I know that, but my back itches when I do it straight from the front like that.”

”You're gonna want to hit me or something.”

If it comes from two superior people: unintentional, deceptive, eyeballing, petty workmanship, betrayal, anything, I guess that kind of honest battle is hard to do.

”You guys are distorted, too.”

”Shut up. I don't want Al to tell me how to use magic in a snowball fight.”

”Al has been removed from the child frame since the beginning, just like Master Elinora.”

”Such an idiot...”

Apparently, me and my sister Elinora were watching a bee magic ant confrontation, and they were excluded from the children's frame first.

”I mean, you think we're gonna have to mix up with the grownups if we're gonna have a snowball fight with everybody?

”That's what I'm talking about. What are we gonna do, mix it up over there now?

That's what Thor tells me, and I'll watch the adults snowball.

”It's Rumba! Rumba's out!

”His snowballs are crazy! The snow wall will smash in one blow!

”You're suddenly intruding! Somebody stop him!

Rumba just seemed to have broken in in in the adults area, and a lot of villagers had been blown away.

It's a sight I've seen somewhere. Pillow-throwing, which was specifically an inn in Kagra.

Now there was a rumba in front of us.

”... let's not snowball today. I have other games I want to play.”

”Right. Rumba's here.”

Look at that sight, no one will want to mix it up.

”Let's make snowballs and close the door to the village chief's house before we travel.”

”Right. Every year.”

Because you're doing that, you're gonna be framed for getting the title of evil kid.

But it looks fun, so I decided to help too.