My Another Life
training with sir

All day I just heard master explain all that, even I fell asleep as master explained. I really could not bear it and finally master ended his extremely long explanation.

I'm gonna stand up from the chair

"Aren't you wearing a lot of clothes?" Ask the master in surprise while looking at my slightly open stomach.

I felt uncomfortable so I covered that little looking belly with both of my hands.

"Yes, but only this suit is suitable for practicing."

"You know what I'm thinking now?"

Ask the master while looking me in the eye.

Of course I don't know, you think I'm a fortune teller. I will answer like that, but I will be executed.

"No sir." A short reply with an expression that was already very tired from hearing such a long explanation from master.

"I want to touch it, but I also think that others think so when they see you like that?"

Surprisingly, I never thought you would say that. I don't know what to answer either.

The master opened his blindfold again then in a tie around my waist. When removing the blindfold, the master did not open his eyes, his eyes were still tightly closed.

"What's the reason for you according to such eyes?" Ask me presumptuously. I don't know what I was thinking at the time, I could have dared to ask that question.

I don't expect any answers from you. I felt like I was running straight out of this room

"Sorry sir for my sassiness."

Then I ran out.

The next day I started practicing with a named sword. I still wear the same clothes as yesterday and the part of my stomach that is open is also still covered by the blindfold belonging to the master.

I also actually forgot to share my woodcut, so I plan to share it tonight.

During the training by the master, I can confirm that the master cannot be a coach. All the master did was a show before me, the master said to follow him while I wielded the sword properly just yet.

All I have from you is words

"Not."

"Wrong, not like that."

"Not."

"It's not like that."

"Not."

"Not."

"Not."

"Wrong, not like that."

"Not."

"It's not like that."

"Not."

"Not." "Wrong."

"Not."

"Wrong, not like that."

"Not."

"It's not like that."

"Not."

"Not." "Wrong."

"Not."

"Wrong, not like that."

"Not."

"It's not like that."

"Not."

"Not."

It was like that and I finally gave up.

"If master doesn't look for me to learn who can actually train me to fight then I will run away from here!" Threaten me to sir.

"Why are you so hard to learn something so easy?"

"It's up to you to say what, but if you don't want to find me a coach then I'll run away."

I'm getting used to being presumptuous to master, my fear is slowly starting to fade. Maybe because I have also started to regard master as my husband no longer regard master as the ruler of this island.

Although all of that is a fact but I just want to be closer to the master without fear of being around him. Although it looks creepy when together with the master but if the innocent behavior of the master starts out it is a bit funny maybe...