Allrounders!! Chapter 12

{Sword}

This lil’ shit closed the distance in an instant, just to aim at my wrist. Sure I didn’t take him serious, but it ain’t like I was careless or anythin’ like that. And yet it looked like my defenses wouldn’t be in ti thanks to his astoundin’ speed and precision.

…Yep, just as I thought, he ain’t no ordinary youth. I’m damn sure that this can’t be that noble lady Indra, leavin’ the question, who’s this guy, or rather, “what” is he…?

…No, he’s gotta be a human after all. He’s fightin’ with a proper style after all. This is also the reason why I’m able to pull through with so leeway, though.

I deliberately led the battle into a lockin’ of swords in order to take a look at his power. …But this part truly surprised .

…We’re friggin’ even in strength! Moreover, magic elents are swellin’ up in him!

What a blunder. Didn’t expect him to be this strong. This crude piece of wood won’t hold out much longer either.

I swiftly recited a spell to raise my physical abilities, and send him flyin’. The brat’s body went airborne, and his torso beca defenseless as he threw up his hands in response to bein’ sent flying. The instant I swung my stick horizontally, tryin’ to land a hit on his unprotected belly, that pipsqueak kicked up my wrist with superb timin’!

“Ughh!”

…Fuck, my bones might be broken.

The brat landed, and even while staggering, closed the distance right away…

“Wait, I give up. Let’s end this here.”

He stopped at the last mont. Seein’ how he’s co to a halt, I swiftly take out a healin’ potion, chug it down, and get ready for the next set of attacks, but…

“I see. …So, what do you think? Does it look like I could beco an adventurer? Or do I still lack strength?” He asked casually after releasin’ his combat stance, makin’ wonder what I should do about this…

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{Indra}

“…Now listen, let get this straight first. ――You! Completely and utterly! Lack anythin’ resemblin’ common sense!!!”

Eeehh…?

“You don’t really have to stress it so much…”

“I felt like sayin’ it! No matter how much you trained by yourself, and even if you say you got not one to consult with, there’s a friggin’ limit for everything!! Why the hell would you think you lack strength!?!”

That’s why I told you that I don’t know about other people.

“Rather, how the fuck did you beco so strong!? Speed, power, and everythin’ else ain’t nowhere near the level of a brat! On the contrary, even a grown man wouldn’t be able to pull this off!!”

Ah, so it’s as I thought after all. Since this world is a fantasy, I thought around this much would be commonplace though.

“…I vaguely sensed that it’s weird.”

“Vaguely!?!”

He spat out a deep sigh.

“…You human?”

He asked…

Did he think that I ca here on a spaceship from so veggie planet? I don’t have a tail, you know?

“…I don’t get the aning behind your question, but the one who gave birth to was human, I think. Though she pulled faces like a devil, and her way of treating was just like that of a devil as well… The man, hmm…for better or worse, it’s clear that one of the n she partnered with is a human, but most likely only the woman who gave birth to knows the full truth. But since she’s already dead, it’ll remain an unresolved mystery for eternity.”

This made him dumbfounded. Then he spat out another deep sigh.

“…Gotcha. Well, ans your an outstandin’ kid. But! Without any common sense!”

Once again he labeled like that.

“Common sense doesn’t matter as long as I don’t get involved with people. …Anyway, does it seem like I could beco an adventurer?”

“Your belief that you ain’t goin’ to have anythin’ to do with people as adventurer is already perfect proof of your lackin’ common sense.”

Whaa! Looks like it’s necessary after all. And it looks like my dream of becoming an adventurer might fall through because of lacking common sense rather than lacking ability!

Watching brood, he scratched his head.

“…Well, this is gotta be so kind of fate. If your sayin’ you wanna beco an adventurer, I’ll look after you for a bit. Also, you seem like you’d be a great trainin’ partner.”

…or so he told !

“…Despite pulling a face like a gangster, you’re an unexpectedly nice person.”

When I praised him like that, “Who’s a gangster here!? Rather, you really have no common sense whatsoever!”

I got scolded.

“So? Training over with this?” He asked.

Shaking my head, I answered, “We already worked out so the physical training has been covered. It’s about ti for lunch now, and afterwards it’s going to be training in magic arts until evening, I’d say.”

“Eating lunch? How refined.”

Is it?

“…Not eating lunch would fine as well, but I’ve reassessed that it’d be better to eat three als during my childhood for my body to develop properly.”

“…You know….your quite cheeky, no, it’s more like I’m dealin’ with a geezer who’s been ’round for many, many years.” He told and added while he was at it, “So, lunch, was it? You ntioned that you could also aspire to beco a cook, didn’t you? Then let have a taste.”

“Ehh.”

“Whoa, you look so totally ‘gainst it.”

“I’m not aspiring to beco a cook. Besides, good adults don’t sponge off children.”

“This is why I’ve been tellin’ you that your cheeky. Just let get this straight for you who’s got no common sense, that was no praise, ‘kay?”

“I know, I know. Today you taught various things, so let’s make this your reward. And while we are at it, please teach a bit about common sense. Also, wash yourself. You stink like a skunk.”

“…Is it just , or is your treatnt of gradually becomin’ crude and unrestrained?”

I won’t deny that part, but he still stinks.

The man suddenly threw his eyes wide open.

“…Ah, I got it! You sure are pretty neat considerin’ your filthy outfit, aren’t you?”

“I’ve been washing myself here every day. Since no one ca here…well, until you showed up at least…I washed my body outside.”

“…Here? In these woods?”

He restlessly looked around himself.

“It’s because I can also use soap and scrub. Let’s wash our bodies before eating lunch. The sll is going to waste all the good food.”

He looked at , super unwilling to go through with this.

“Gotcha. Still, your not lovable at all,” he barked.

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{Sword}

When the brat told to take off my clothes, I looked suspiciously at her, asking, “What about the water?”

“I’m going to produce it right away.”

He said, followed by rain startin’ to fall at a spot slightly away from .

“Hah!?”

…Don’t tell …

“Wet your body by letting that pour down on you. Once you’re wet, step out for a mont, and use this. Sar this on your body. For your hair, use this over here. Spread this on your hands and rub it against your head. Then you wipe your body, but not the face, with this cloth!”

While I was completely flabbergasted ’bout him bein’ able to use magic, this n’ that was pushed into my hands. Since I was pestered to take off my clothes while I was still dazed, I surrendered myself to the unavoidable, took off my gear and headed over to the spot he’d pointed at.

Water was rainin’ down from above at a place beneath interwoven branches…

“The hell!? This water is warm!!”

“Even during the hot seasons your body can get chilled when bathing in cold water, right? All the more so out here. …Aww, you’re really a lost case, sheesh. I’m going to show you how to do it, so watch!”

He said and started to take off his clothes. Havin’ beco stark naked, his body was astonishingly white, slender, and…

“You were a girl!?”

…womanly.

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{Indra}

How upsetting!

“It’s obvious at a glance that I’m a girl!? Or do you see anything on that would point to being male!?!”

I had only checked myself out through my reflection on water, but I’m a pretty beautiful girl! Fair-skinned, and although I possess startling strength like those people from the veggie planet, I’m quite slender!

“You were Indra herself!?”

“Of course, or what did you think!?”

Did he talk to on the basis of it being a false na!?

“Your a noble, so what’s with that hair of yours!? Even among commoners you ain’t gonna find any won with such short hair!!” He thundered, just to look taken aback in the next mont, “…No way, you tellin’ soone cut it off like that?”

“Well, the one who cut my hair was the family head’s daughter, so you’re not wrong about that.”

“That ans…”

“At first she cut it while looking sowhat absentminded, but these days she has fun doing it. Well, it just confirms my suspicion that she’s fast at adapting to new situations. Quite the flexible one, or maybe I should call her forgetful?”

“You had her cut it for you!?”

Don’t raise your voice over each and every little thing, for heaven’s sake!

“Anyway, imitate . …You’ll understand once you’ve washed your head, but long hair is a pain to keep clean. There’s not a single benefit in having long hair when training either, or to be more precise, the only two options for getting my hair cut were doing it myself or having her do it for , so it’s also true that having short hair is still better than long hair that got ssily cut with a child’s skill.” I explained while rubbing myself with the body towel after saring the soap on my body.

“…For fuckin’s sake, you really got no common sense at all… Wait, sohow sothing’s foamin’ on you?”

“Want to explain the underlying principle in detail? I don’t know whether you’ll be able to understand half of it though, okay?”

“Give it a rest. …Are you a sorceress or sothin’?”

Sorceress sohow sounds pretty cool!

“No, it’s just my common knowledge.”

When I shook my head, he stared at , an eyebrow lifted.

“But your usin’ high-level magic like it’s nothin’? Without chantin’, and on top of that, I’ve never heard of any spell that allows you to produce hot water.”

…

“So this was magic after all!?”

“That’s where we gotta start from!?”

He shouted again.

The slly guy washed himself, and using the occasion, I washed myself as well, even though I didn’t stink. When I dried us with hot air, it triggered him to run his flap again.

Dude, you’re so damn noisy.

After the drying was done, he looked like he had just enjoyed a nice hot bath, saying, “Ah, this was really refreshin’.”

“That’s great to hear. For both of us.”

Muttering that earned a glare. But, why!

“Oi brat…err, missy, just what the hell is this thing?” He pointed at the soap.

“It’s sothing called soap or soap. In this world you call it 【Detergent】, I think.”

“How did you get your hands on it?”

“I made it.”

He glared at once again. But, why!

“How?”

“The base materials are water, salt, and oil, but it’s the result of running many, many tests, okay? It’s nothing you can make on the fly. It was super difficult, as a matter of fact.”

The reason is electrolysis. That one was really tough, and ultra dangerous!

“…You really not a sorceress? How old are you actually? You not goin’ to co around the corner with a punchline like bein’ 700 years old or so shit like that, right?”

“I’m 700 minus 693 years old. I don’t know what kind of a person a sorceress would be. Rather, I’d prefer if you were to call a prodigy.”

The man shrugged his shoulders as if having given up.

“Ms. Prodigy, I’m lookin’ forward to your cooking.”

“Got it, so please teach .”

“What would I be able to teach a prodigy?”

“Common sense. …I’ve been using magic arts, haven’t I?”

He rolled his eyes at .

“What did you think you were usin’?”

“I was troubled because I didn’t know. Describing it properly it’d be like 『I gave it a go and sohow succeeded. Tehe ☆』.”

He burst into guffawing.

“So, is it normal to be able to use magic?”

“Those with talent can use it. But what your usin’ is anythin’ but normal. Your not chantin’ any spells, are you?”

“I don’t. It’s not like anyone taught how, and it wasn’t written in the books either.”

“You read books, huh?”

I nodded, “Those only covered the general concept. But I managed sohow.”

“That’s weird as fuck. Rather, how did you do it in the first place?”

“Can you use magic arts? Then again I wouldn’t be able to tell even if you told you can’t.”

The man held up a hand, and then, after quickly babbling so incomprehensible words, fire flew out of his hand.

“Oohh! A classic has appeared!”

“Don’t you know your stuff then?”

He retorted like that, but I wouldn’t ask if I knew, hmph!

“No, I don’t. However, I imagined using magic might be just like that with the tiny amount of knowledge I possess. The words you said just now were a chant?”

“Aye. …Still, you ain’t even surprised about bein’ able to pump out such powerful spell without a wand, eh?”

“You held back quite a bit, didn’t you? I an if things went badly a powerful fire spell would turn into a wildfire, wouldn’t it?”

“…Just gim a break already. Your a natural at tickin’ off.”

Eeeeehh, why!?

When I pouted my lips, the man ruffled my hair with a smile.

“…True, lookin’ closely, you’re a woman, and you seem to be of noble origin. The gloss and whiteness of your hair as well as the smoothness of your skin resemble those of a young noble lady.”

“Nah, anyone can look like that if they wash themselves with detergent.”

When I coolly replied to his comnt, it earned myself another glare. Moreover, he pulled on my cheeks. Why!

“Unless your a noble, keepin’ yourself clean everyday is a pipe dream.”

“Eeeeeehh!?”

No way! Filthy! Dirty!

“Don’t look at as if I’m trash! That’s why nobles are such pain to deal with!”

Bah… Am I going to act like him once I beco a commoner? No, let’s not imitate that part. Definitely not.

While talking about these things, we headed over to the cooking spot.

“Hoh! I see, I see. Quite proper, this place.”

“…If you say so.”

I think it’s terribly simple, though. Then again, my common sense doesn’t work here. This is a crucial piece of information.

After warning him to behave, I prepared the al with the ingredients I received at the kitchen. Since I had an inkling that he’d be a glutton, I decided to make a sowhat bigger portion this ti. Since the cook was also a big eater, she ate up almost everything I created at first.

I’m a woman who’s capable of learning.

“Co to think of it, you ain’t usin’ magic tools despite all that weird knowledge of yours, Ms. Prodigy?”

I whirled around.

“S-Sup?” He faltered even though I had just turned around.

“Do you know how to make magic tools?”

“Look, there ain’t no way I would. Told ya I’m an adventurer, didn’t I?”

Hmm, I see. No luck, huh?

For as soone who’s interested in all kinds of things, I’d love to make my own magic tools. …Anyway, I kinda feel like this guy is gradually treating worse and worse.

“Let alone having touched a magic tool, I haven’t even seen one so far, so it’s the very definition of an unknown for . I’m praying that I’ll be able to take a look at one at least once before I die.”

“Your exaggeratin’. Just how old are you anyway? Also, clocks are magic tools.”

“No exaggeration. I might die tomorrow, and I know about clocks being magic tools. But, I don’t have one. I’m not allowed to have it. I just know about it.”

The man fell silent.

“You sayin’ Her Noble Ladyship doesn’t have any clocks?”

“It’s not wrong to call a noble, or at least sothing like that. But in the end I’m seen as a freeloader, and thus don’t get anything. Manners were the only thing driven into , physically, until I turned five, so I’m perfect at those if I feel like it.”

I don’t really feel like taking lessons while being abused, and having frantically learned out of a desire to get praised is part of my dark past. I’m going to dump my nobility anyway, and right now it’s pretty much as if I’ve already discarded it, so it’s no problem even if I don’t do any of it either.

“…… Here.”

I caught the object tossed my way by reflex.

“…This is…”

“Gim the thing I used for washin’ myself earlier in exchange for this.”

I got a watch in exchange for soap. From a straw to a millionaire!