Episode .7 Training Plan

"Now that we have all introduced ourselves, would you mind giving me a tour of this magnificent mansion?" It's so grand that I'm afraid of getting lost, so I'd love to know where I can explore and where I should avoid.

"We're not your servants, you know?"

"I understand that. Aren't we friends?"

"No, we're not. You're employed here, so you're essentially our servant by default."

"Oh, come on. We all work here, don't we?"

"No, you work here, but we reside here. This is our home."

Upon hearing their declaration, I simply went along with it as they proclaimed themselves to be the ladies of the place.

"Ah, my dear lady, would you be so gracious as to give this humble servant a tour?"

"Okay, just stick close to us and keep up." they had fully embraced their roles as the "young mistresses," with Reena striding confidently and Meena puffing out her chest like a proud pigeon.

"...you do realize I was being sarcastic, don't you?"

"Wait to speak until you're spoken to, understood?"

"Aye Aye, Captain."

The house tour started with the young twins and me following Reenn like a mother goose. Our first stop was the stunning garden, which was expertly maintained and so lush that it felt like a welcoming blanket under our feet. The kids couldn't resist rolling around in the soft grass, completely forgetting the reason for our tour.

We decided to let the kids play, so they created shadow clones to keep an eye on them. To ensure that the kids didn't feel left out, they even created a shadow clone that resembled me, and upon observation, I noticed that it even mimicked my actions. It was strange to see a replica of myself like that.

It was time to take a tour of the mansion, which was incredibly spacious - it could easily accommodate ten households and still have plenty of room to spare. The mansion was equipped with everything one could need, and then some.

"How can you just call this a house? It's more like a five-star hotel," I remarked.

"Yes, we like it that way," Reena replied.

"....I see," I said, understanding that everyone has their own 'unique' preferences. With that, it was time to tour the shop.

"This is our shop, as you already know. You'll be assisting us here." I've managed to move up from being a 'servant' to a 'assistant.' Maybe I should show them more gratitude. Who says a licking dog can't have a home?

"This is a fucking Walmart, how do you even call it a shop?"

"I know right?"

"The ground floor has all the sealing business while the second floor is stocked with various types of weaponry."

"There's a second floor? Weapons? Do we have weapons too? I never knew weapons were also being sold here."

"Look, there is a signboard with 'Weapons' written on it, right next to the staircase." Reena pointed at the stairs.

"Oh, I see it now," followed the direction of her finger and spotted the signboard. "It's my first time here, so I'm still getting the lay of the land."

Reena led me to the weapon shop, and as I entered, I was amazed to see such a wide variety of weapons, many of which I had never even seen in anime before.

"This is like a museum," I marvelled.

"Exactly," Reena nodded. "We've collected all sorts of weapons over time, and most of them are no longer in use. In a way, you could say it's more of a museum than a shop." She went on to explain the reasons behind their extensive weapon collection.

"Once, we had a regular shop, but as time went on, I accumulated so many weapons that there was simply no more space to store them," she explained, recounting the story behind the creation of the large store.

So she isn't going to start with 'we had only a small shop' it seems she was well-equipped from the very start.

After being shown a variety of unusual weapons, I requested to see the training area. They led me to a secluded area in the back forest to show me the training ground.

"Reena-san-"

"Just Reena will do."

"O-Okay Reena, I'm curious, who takes care of the house, and the shop, and mows the grass? How do you manage all of this?" I inquired as we made our way to the training ground.

"Please don't fret, you don't have to worry about a thing. Onee-san has everything under control. We spend our days chatting with customers at the shop counter - it's our favourite part of the day."

"So, you hired me because you needed some company?"

"Let's not forget that we're also friends with Ayame-san."

Aunt truly did support me in more ways than one. They are the loving family I never knew I needed. I will always be thankful to them.

"By the way, we enjoyed the book you wrote."

"..."

I was stunned to hear that. When did they discover my book? It then occurred to me that it was when Uzumi-san admitted she had my book.

"Are you interested in publishing your book? We can assist you with that after addressing any errors, but you certainly have the talent," Reena said as I was still reeling from the shock, and Meena just gave me a thumbs up.

Upon arriving at the training ground, the twins immediately bombarded me with questions about the story. Together, we ironed out all the errors and finalized my manuscript. It was now prepared for review and eventual publication.

As I answered their questions, my cheeks turned a rosy shade, but I persevered and rectified my errors. I felt elated knowing that my debut book was soon to be published.

Once the book was finalized, they took me on a tour of the training ground, which had all the amenities I required. As we walked, I couldn't help but inquire about the one thing I needed the most.

"Reena, do we have a punching bag? I also need some kick pads," I asked. "I don't have iron hands or legs, so I can't punch or kick the trees."

"We don't have them, but I will make sure to have them for you by tomorrow morning," Reena reassured me. She gave me an understanding look as she glanced at my hands and feet.

After finishing the tour, I was filled with excitement to begin my training.

"I'm ready to start my basic training. What's our plan?" I asked eagerly, but they just sat there, watching me with amusement.

I don't even remember when they brought out the cookies and tea, but it doesn't matter. With that, I began my first day of training…..YOUTH!!!