I was at my home today for the first time in a long time.

　While it would have been nice to spend some time at the mansion, the weather was nice today, so I decided to spend some time outside.

　I climbed up the tree, the only one growing near my house.

　I put my weight on it and step on it to check the thickness and sturdiness of its trunk, which is growing sideways.

　Yeah, it doesn't budge. It would be safe for Asmo to jump.

　No, I knew that was a lie. He's got a record of breaking the ice in the winter, so I don't trust him.

　I'm sure I froze it to a good depth, though.

　Well, I have no intention of putting Asmo on this, so it's not a problem.

　I take out a seat plate with a rope tied tightly to it with spatial magic.

　I think you can get a general idea of what I'm doing. Yes, it's a swing.

　I wrap several layers of rope around the trunk of a tree and float the seat plate to just the right height.

　When I get to a height where I can get on, I tie the rope to the tree trunk to prevent it from unraveling.

　I don't have any fittings or anything useful, so it may not be stable or durable, but my weight is light, so I should be fine.

　All I need to do is sit down and shake it.

　After carefully tying the rope to the floor, I jumped down and sat down on the seat board.

　I felt like I was leaning slightly, so I climbed back up to the tree to make the adjustment.

　After repeating this a few times, I finally had a swing that I was happy with.

　I pedaled lightly, but the tree didn't shake or anything.

　This tree is pretty tough.

　I continued to swing on the swing.

　It felt good to be wrapped in an indescribable sense of floating. I feel like I've become a bird.

　As I pedal a little more vigorously, the scenery begins to rise and fall.

　It's nice to feel the wind in my body.

　It was probably the last time I rode in the park on my way home from work in a previous life.

　At that time, the people around me seemed to be appalled by the fact that a grown man was enjoying himself on the swing set.

　I was on the verge of dying of exhaustion, so my mind must have been offended.

　Why is it that swings are so much fun to ride after a long time?

"...what are you doing?

　I was thinking of reading a book I bought in King's Landing because I was getting tired of peddling, when I was approached by a voice.

　When I looked towards the voice, I saw that it was Sister Elinora who was peeking out from behind a tree.

　The trees around my home have been cut down, so there isn't much room to hide and have good visibility.

　And in this natural environment surrounded by greenery, Elinora's auburn hair really stands out.

''Um, the swing set?''

　I reply, and Elinora comes over to me.

"Hmm, a swing.

　Then he would look at them curiously and shake the rope.

"You're still very good at making weird things.

　It's rude to call it weird.

　But now is not the time to argue with that. What's important is what this sister has come to do.

　No way, is it another practice?　No, you're not carrying a wooden sword today. And you're wearing a white dress.

'What's sister Elinora doing here?

I saw Al run out of the house in the morning, so I just went out there.

So you're saying you're following me?

I was going to do it in my spare time, but my footprints were broken. What kind of walk are you doing?

That's because we got on a grass road or something on the way. Haha.

　It's dangerous. Are you saying that you can't even bypass the transition near your sister Elinora?

''So you were taking a walk to pass the time and you found me here?

That's what I'm talking about.

　For some reason, Sister Elinora replies with a thin chest and a great smile.

''Ouch!''

Oh, I'm sorry.

　The rope hits me in the cheek because Sister Elinora yanked the rope away from me.

　Is it because I was thinking about something else?　However, looking at Elinora sister's nonchalant attitude, it doesn't seem to be on purpose.

　Normally, she would be clenching her fists like "I feel like I can hit you right now" or something like that.

　I feel like it's not good to be so calm, though.

　I was in a lot of pain from being sticky.

'By the way, how do we play this? Are you just going to sit there in a daze?

No, it's just for fun. It's nice to sit in a daze.

　When I pedaled in, Sister Elinora let out an impressed voice.

'Take your place,'

Yeah, go ahead.

　It's like being told to take over by a kid general or a powerful child.

　I've had a lot of fun, and I'm satisfied with the results, so I just handed over the seatboard to them.

　Elinora began to pedal on her own without any difficulty.

　Maybe Thor or someone else would say, "How are you going to pedal it?! I'm sure they'll make a fuss about it.

'Heh, what a funny thing this is!

Right?

　Sister Elinora seemed to be very pleased with the swing.

　She uses her legs dexterously to build up momentum and accelerate faster and faster.

　The swing makes Elinora's ponytail bounce up and down.

I'm tired of pedaling. Push me on my back.

　Have you already sparked that depth of knowledge? She is an older sister who is truly good at getting people down.

　I walk behind Elinora and put my hand on her back as she comes toward me.

　Then I push out lightly.

''Ah!　There's something about this one that feels so much better.

That's because I'm pushing it.

　I push hard on her back as I answer that, and sister Elinora sounds like she's enjoying herself.

''Hey, I'm not pushing hard enough?''

　This is it if you slack off a bit. If sister Elinora says she's too heavy or something, she'll kill me.

'I can hear you, you!

　Just as I was about to push her back, sister Elinora twisted herself around and smacked me on the head. It hurts.

　What a dexterous thing for a sister to do.

　But still, I wonder why she doesn't get bored with me just pushing her back, when it's almost the same as before. I can't help but wonder.

　My arms are getting tired and I can't wait to get bored.

'I'm done.'

　For a while after that, my wishes were heard, and I received a word of release from sister Elinora.

　I think it was just a whim.

　When Sister Elinora made sure I was off the swing, she used the recoil of the swing to jump down as hard as she could.

　I didn't know you could do that move before you could get off normally. It wasn't that big of a pedal, but it was a move that took a lot of guts.

　Elinora's sister flutters her ponytail and decides to land neatly.

　I'm tired of pushing Elinora sister's back the whole time, so I crawl to the swing and sit down.

''....Fuu.''

　As I breathed a sigh of relief, Sister Elinora looked at me and smiled.

　That's the expression that came up with the stupidest thing. Elinora's red eyes are blazing.

　Elinora rushes over to me and spins around to my back.

　You're not going to push me hard, are you?

　It's not like I'm hanging from a big, thick trunk, though, so that's dangerous.

　I open my mouth to pay attention, but I freeze when I see the shoe that came on the seatboard.

　Then Sister Elinora grabbed the rope and put her other little foot by my thigh.

'Two people on!'

Let's pedal this thing!

　The Elinora sister says happily, and begins to pedal dexterously with her legs.

　The ropes just barely make a sound as the weight of both of us rides on them.

'No, no, Sis Elinora. If we rode two people, the weight would be too much--

Do you think I'm heavy?　I'll drop your knuckles if you want to say that, okay?

　No, that's not what I'm talking about, it's just that it's not designed to be ridden by two people, or maybe it's the right weight for one of me.

　No matter how I try to explain it, I don't think I can avoid the fistbones.

　...........................Mekhi.

'I just heard a sound that shouldn't have come from a tree trunk!

It's all in your head!

　In the end, the tree trunk didn't break, and Elinora was happy to enjoy it.

　I've been freaking out every time I hear the ropes and the screams of the tree trunks.

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　The next day, Roomba came to the mansion with a shredded rope and a seat plate.

'This is Al's, isn't it?　It's broken...

'Of course!　There's no way the trunk of that tree can support the weight of a Roomba!