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Three years have pa.s.sed since I became Hast’al’s student.
In these three years, I’ve changed a lot. It’s become that I’m not even afraid of Teacher touching.
Since I’m still afraid of others, Teacher doesn’t take me to places with people.
Though occasionally guests come visit at his hideaway. Through this I know the current state of my condition.
Oh right. Having a big issue with the way I talk, Teacher had me undergo training to even use polite language in my thoughts.
Being scolded while kneeling in seiza is tough… no matter what world you’re in.
Over these three years, I’ve done nothing but study the foundations of magic, study the applications of magic, and do household ch.o.r.es… but still fail at it.
On the other hand, Teacher seems to have spent these past three years studying Yuuri’s physical abilities.
In any case, this body is unbelievable.
Feeble. Delicate. Weak. Its physical abilities are low across the board.
Each time I fail, I grumble to myself “this isn’t how it’s supposed to be.”
“Even though I did so many times… after calculations, it’d easily pa.s.s 1,000 times…”
That’s right. I was in Lilith for about 180 days. Having died over ten time each day, my stats should have grown 1,800 times.
…Iya, surely I’ve grown. [Revival Growth] wasn’t disabled, so I was definitely GROWING?
“Thinking back, I did find it strange, since after dying so many times, it should have become progressively more difficult to die.”
If I grew normally, my vitality should increase making it harder to die while, conversely, my growth should slow.
And yet, I continued to die, almost rhythmically, up until the very end.
I understood the cause right after beginning my disciples.h.i.+p.
[Peerless Magic]
This gift, in order to increase my apt.i.tude for every type of magic, optimized my stat allocation to magic only.
My stats are now this:
I wonder if there’s ever been such an idiotic cheat like this before! Nope. Definitely not!
But who knows. Maybe if I look hard enough I’d find another… I can’t say for sure.
But what’s up with “s.e.x: Female”. How rude! (TL: in the raws, Mesu (雌) is used which is used to refer to the s.e.x of animals not people) I’m not some visual novel’s heroine!
By the way, the average stat in this world should be about 10 to 14 points.
Teacher is not normal with a Magic (MAG) stat in the 60s and Dexterity (DEX) and Mind (MND) stats in the 40s. That’s three to four times the value of your average person. Amazing!
Well, maybe that’s not something I should say with 4-digit stats.
— And as a result, I’ve remained physically weak.
Going to draw water from the well, I’d drop the bucket. Harvesting medicinal herbs, I’d collapse. Making magical tools, I wouldn’t be able to lift hammer when I need it.
Or getting carried off by a large bird (apparently a monster called a vulture), then being eaten head-first by man-eating plants… right now.
“And lived a peaceful life. Period.”
“Nope. Not peaceful. O Wind, become a blade and sever”
A shot of [Wind Blade] was fired making a crisp swis.h.i.+ng sound. Teacher saves me with his magic as I shrugging my shoulders (like an American) — my head held in the mouth of a man-eating plant.
“Thank you, Teacher. It almost became a real-life Mamiru situation.” (TL: Madoka Magica reference it seems)
“Mamiru?”
“It’s from my hometown… something like being lifted by the head and having it eaten.”
“What a scary hometown.”
Teacher threw me a towel.
Even now that I can be touched by him, he won’t come and touch me more than absolutely necessary. As expected, he’s a gentleman.
“However, your physical weakness is a type of gift, Yuuri.” (Like it’s amazing enough to be on the level of being a gift)
“Maa, it is the result of a gift I guess?”
“Certainly, not growing due to [Eternal Youth] does cause problems with respect to self-defense.”
That’s not really the problem though…
I grumble as I use the towel to wipe my large-framed gla.s.ses. These gla.s.ses were made for me by Teacher, and are a sealing device that renders powerless the charming effect of [Golden Ratio Body].
Teacher calls them [Sealing Magic Mirror], but I just call them [Sealing Gla.s.ses].
Thanks to wearing them, I now look like an incredibly CUTE little girl.
Teacher has a strong will power, and claims “Even without the sealing device, if it’s only around 10 minutes, then I can hold out.”
Even though its teacher, 10 minutes… the Ring of Resistance sure is amazing.
The adventurer I met at the beginning was able to keep his sanity for about 3 hours despite having an average strength of will by wearing it.
“Hmmm… Yuuri, How do you feel about learning martial arts rather than magic for while?”
“Martial arts?”
“Umu, swordsmans.h.i.+p is not possible, but I did dabble a bit in Taijutsu a while back.”
“Taijutsu… Do you think I’d be able to do it?”
“It does really matter. Even if you can’t do it, it’s good enough if it increases your stamina.”
Since I’d very much rather not turn off my [Peerless Magic] gift and die in order to grow stronger, I’ll challenge any other method.
Returning to the hideaway, we installed a training post and started my training immediately. Considerately keeping from touching me, Teacher taught me the basics like the way to fold my fingers into a fist and the way to extend my arm out to punch.
“So to start, let’s begin by practicing [Jab]. Grip you fist like this… right. Now try it out by lightly punching this post.”
“Ei!”
Crack
“Ni, niaaaaaaa!!” (TL: In pain)
My finger! My finger!
[Golden ratio Body] effect immediately healed the fracture, but that was ridiculously painful.
No other effects aside from the charming effect are sealed, so the self-healing effect is still active.
As expected from Teacher’s magical device.
“H, how formidable…”
Teacher, why are you looking this way with a fearful expression!?
“Un, punches seem dangerous, so let’s go ahead with kicks. Raise your leg like this…”
“L, Like this?”
“Finally, while extending your toes, keep a good stance and put your weight into swinging your leg like a whip. This is called a roundhouse kick.”
“Fumu fumu…”
“Since the post is dangerous, face me and try kicking my hand.”
“Tou!”
Crunch
“OoFuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!?”
My groin! My hip jointtttttt!
“…Yuuri, don’t collapse in such an unbecoming pose.”
“Even if you say that!”
Though I’m healed right away, I remained collapsed in pain for a while — my legs spread to my left and right making an M shape.
Though I have [Adaptation], painful things are still painful.
Or maybe I should say it extends the upper limit of how much pain I can withstand. By no means is it a gift that makes pain disappear.
“…Umu. Impossible.”
“Giving up so soon, teacher?”
“Do you want to try hitting the post one more time?”
“I’ll decline.”
I’ll break something again, wont I?
“Anyways, Ill teach you the movements, so make stretching and fluidly practicing the movements into a daily routine. Also, add drinking 1 Liter of milk to the regimen.”
“U, Uuss!” (TL: In agreement/consent. Like “ok!”)
The following day, I was discovered having drowned in milk.
