family discussion beginning sword training our magic tutor Roxy

We have a family meeting the next morning. My parents were not pleased that I was secretly experimenting on myself. The family gathering began because my mother and father were concerned about my ability. Mom and dad advise we should never, ever divulge this talent to anyone. that I should keep my superhuman power and impenetrable skin a secret. In response to my query "why" and he said, "if the kingdom finds out that you have this ability. they will take you away from us strip you of your name and treat you like a tool."I then said, "What about my eye? I can see strange things with it if I put mana into it," to which my mother replied, "that one is good to tell people about it is calleda demon eye" I nod to myself thankful I finally understand what my eye is.

Dad is intrigued as he inquires about what my eye can achieve. So I attempt to describe as best I can what happens when I put mana in my eye. I see a grid with a variety of colored dots; each color indicates something different; blue represents humanity, green represents animals. I then explain that I can't tell the difference between two green dots or even two blue dots. I also describe how I can increase the distance I can see, which is considerably more exhausting. I tell them that my comfort zone is roughly the size of this community. Mom and Dad appear to be nodding in agreement. Our family meeting came to an end with that.

My brother and I began our sword training by learning the fundamentals and gaining muscle. You were doing push-ups and jogging around the yard. Following our physical training, Dad attempts to teach us how to swing a wooden sword. His answer was just appalling. I began to notice something when we were conducting physical activity. A peculiar force was coursing through all of my limbs. When I ask Dad what it is, he says, "I don't know what it's called or how to use it." It just occurs if you're in the mood for it." That is the only answer I have, which is rather annoying. He may be an excellent swordsman, but he is a poor instructor.

After training, Rudy and I walk upstairs to take a bath. I recall hearing somewhere in my former life that having a bath with someone is a great way to grow closer to them. So, as Rudy and I were in the lukewarm tub, I decided to attempt to get closer to him by asking him, "What was your previous world like?" Rudy looks at me and adds, "My world was a lot more technologically advanced and everything, except we don't have magic there." Rudy takes a breath and adds, "I don't really like talking about my past, and I would appreciate it if you wouldn't pry too deeply into it." being aware ofThere is some suffering involved. "I understand if you don't want to talk about it, and I'm not going to pry," I add, nodding. But if you need to chat to someone, I'm always available to listen. I won't criticize you for what you did in your previous existence." Rudy just looks at me and says, "Thanks, I'll remember that." Then we get out of the bath, dress, and go about our business.

After my bath, I spend time with Mom and assist her with the garden plants. I enjoy spending time with Mom because she teaches me about different flora and we chat about other topics. Mom seemed to enjoy our time together. It makes me question why Rudy isn't spending more time with Mom. Mom told me the tale of how she met Dad this time. My mother was supposedly born into millis nobility, but when she reached the age of 15, she fled to become an adventurer. She became involved with a terrible crowd, and Dad had to intervene to save her. Although she didn't realize it at the time, Dad was attempting to save her. as well as another girl in their group

I had to explain what was going on to her, and finally she joined their party. A few years later, she and my father started dating, and she became pregnant with me and Rudy.

A few weeks have passed. When Rudy and I are practicing our sword skills, a small blue-haired girl enters our yard and says, "Is this the Grayrat residence? I'm here for the tutoring job." My father is startled, as is my mother, and my brother Rudy is giving her strange glances. "She's so tiny," says my brother. My father speaks out, "Yes, this is the Grayrat residence," and the blue-haired girl answers, "your one to talk." "Who is the student I'll be teaching?" "These two little men here," my mother adds cheerfully and proudly, placing her hand on mine and Rudy's shoulder.

Roxy sighed and began murmuring to herself about how some parents believe that simply because their child is an early bloomer, he has potential. Mom cut her off by saying, "Excuse me!"

Roxy corrected herself, saying it was nothing.

Roxy gave another sign and replied, "Well, I'll see what I can do." My parents went inside so Roxy could begin her training. Roxy starts lecturing us about magic that we already know. I interrupt her by adding that my brother and I don't require incantations and can cast spells without them. When Roxy heard this, her eyes widened, and she replied, "Prove it to me, cast a water ball without using an incantation." I asked Roxy, "What's the target going to be?" Roxy news was incanted, and a Little Rock pillar sprang from the earth. So, without using incantation, Rudy and I both struck the Rock pillar. Roxy's mouth was gaping wide.

"I guess it'll be worth teaching you guys," she said, falling to her knees. We were celebrating Roxy's birth and ate well that night shortly after mum called everyone in for supper.