In the living room of the mansion, I was reading a report that had come up.

　As I sank deeper into the couch to read it, from behind me.

'What are you so eager to read?'
You're my sister.

　I laid my head down and looked behind me.
　I could see my sister, in her beautiful dress, upside down.

'A little report,'
Let's see...

　My sister peers over my shoulder at the report.

'Midea Mukenai. Age 15, origins--a background check on a girl?
Yeah.

　Me nodding.

　Midea Mukenai.
　That old swordsman's granddaughter.

　It's the name of that girl who rushed into the mansion like a boar.

　From the way she looked at that time, she will definitely come again.
　And it will be in trouble again.

　I was sure of that, so I had her checked out.
　Because the enemy needs to know better.

'So Hermes is going to settle down, too?
'Huh?　No, no it's not.

　My sister was wrong, and I decided to correct her.

'I'm not talking about that kind of s*xy stuff. You see, the intruder who smashed up the audience room last time.
'I see. So that's when he stole your heart.
Not that kind of monstrously good story!

　I denied it, but my sister looked at me warmly and said, "Okay, don't tell everyone else.

　I'm not sure if it's a good idea to deny it any longer, but it looks like it's more of a pissed-off look, so I gave up and read the report.

''Oh, so you are the granddaughter of the Swordsman Perseus.
That's what it looks like. Let's see........According to the Sword Saint, the most gifted of his 128 granddaughters......how many children does that eloquent old man have?
It's possible that your son, the Swordsman's son, could have given birth to 128 children.

　She pointed out calmly - but.
　'I've actually met that old man, I've heard the story from Midea.

No, I'm pretty sure it's because the old man is having a bunch of kids.

　I was sure of it.
　He read further.

'He is the strongest in his direct lineage, having embodied all the teachings of the Sword Saint. Is it because he is a follower of the Sword Saint behind it and has an unquestioning faith in all the teachings of the sword?

　I see, I thought.
　From the looks of it, I thought he was pretty blunt in his denial of everything other than his grandfather's sword.

　The investigation report goes on and on.
　It's a good friend of mine, the name of my beloved sword, my love of sweet food, and so on.

　I'm impressed that he did a good job of researching it, but it was all information I didn't need to read through.

'You skipped it.'
Yeah, I'm not really interested.
'Really?　-- oh.

　As I flipped to the last page, my sister, who was peeking in, hid her mouth and smiled with a smirk in her eyes.

'What's up, sis?'
'So that's what happened, Hermes, that's why I skipped over the middle of it.
You on your way?

　Does that mean there's something on the last page that I'm flipping through?

　I didn't even read the words anymore at the end of the skip, so I focused my attention again on the report.

　What was written there was a special note, a preface that said.

'Three sizes?　And you're still a virgin--
It's important. Oh, I have a reputation for being cute when I'm vulnerable to tickling but desperately trying to hold back. I have to tickle you.
Yeah!

　I threw the report out the window.
　My sister grinned.

　'The person in charge of the investigation, I'll expose you later.

'It doesn't matter. I'll get to know the woman I'm interested in. It's better to do some research and not just go straight to their house.
'No, no, no, no, it's really not that kind of thing, sis.'
'But you've looked into it carefully. Your father's men who were brought up to your father's needs were still in the house.
It's your father's fault!

　I don't care what information I have to put up with to tickle you with a special note, I'm not going to call it without a precedent for such (,,,,).
　It was our father, the previous head of the family.

　I sigh and try to deny it properly.

　Thud thud thud.

　There's a horrible sound in the hallway, and then a sudden boom!　and the door was thrown open with such force that it slammed against the wall.

　Who's there?　I raised an eyebrow at him.

'Geez.'

　The one who came in was that girl - Midea.

　She was teary-eyed and holding that report in her hand.

''What the hell is this!''
I picked it up. I mean, I was in the neighborhood.
This is a lie!
'What?　Oh, yes, to tickle--
'My tits aren't this small!
You're over there!

　Me, who tweaks back.
　I look at the report in Midea's hands.
　I didn't really care about it earlier, and I was just flipping through it, but there's a number 72 at the top of the three sizes.

　Ah this is yes, a number that's a complex for some people.

''Don't look at me like that and pity me--''

　Midea got even more teary-eyed and almost sobbed as she ran away.
　'Hmm, what a pity.

''Hmph, she's not a good girl. I could call her mother if it was her.''
Mother?

　For a moment I wondered what that meant.

'Oh, right, you're my daughter now?'

　I remembered that setting - that of the very setting for the kingdom and external use.
　That's fine.

'No, no, it's really not, sister. I mean.
Yeah?
Isn't this place a little overcrowded?

　It had been about a minute since Midea had left.
　Finally, I heard a voice from inside the mansion saying, "You're a cunt.

　　　　　☆

Hey, Hermes.

　Inside the whorehouse, a familiar face, Oltia, a prostitute, looked out the window and spoke to me.

'What's up?'
There's a boy looking at me with those crazy eyes.
With the big eyes?
Yeah. They look at my tits like they're my parents' enemy.
'Uh....'

　Midea.
　I mean, you're still wearing it.

"Hermes-chan........meh.
What?

　I was suddenly scolded by Ortia.

'What's that?'
There are a lot of girls like you, Hermes. They make their girlfriends and wives jealous, and then we get dragged into it.
No, no, not that kind of s*xy relationship.
Really?

　I nodded.
　Actually, I'd noticed you were following me on the way out of the mansion and on the way here.

　He's been following me from a distance, checking on me.
　It didn't do any harm, and I left it alone - or I pretended not to notice it.

　I was pretty good at following him there, and I figured if I noticed, it would lead to more misunderstandings.

　So I left it alone, but... hmmm.

"I'm going home for the day.
I just got here, okay?
You shouldn't take this shit. I'll be back.
I see. Yeah, come again, Hermes.

　Oltia leaned in close and kissed me on the cheek.

　Not the kind of kiss that would directly shake my sensuality, but the kind that would tickle my heart.
　I didn't feel bad, I was going to come back for more.

　I left the whorehouse and proceeded in the opposite direction of where Midea was, the direction I had guessed from Ortiz's gaze when I was in the room.

　I don't look for signs, I don't screw up like that.

　It was written in the report, that he had mastered all the teachings of the Sword Saint.
　If I try to look for any sign of this guy, he'll know I've done it.

　I won't do anything.
　It's best not to do anything.

　I tried to do nothing, and I paraded around town.

　I didn't get involved in a fight between hoodlums.
　And I didn't catch the perpetrator of a food raid.

　When the household goods were thrown out of the house one after another during a quarrel between the husband and wife, I was saved because it was a rag that flew at me. I took it in stride.

　If a knife that was a few meters away from me had come toward me, I would have had to do something.

　So I continued to do nothing and circled around the city before returning to the mansion.

''........''

　Midea was in front of the mansion. She was waiting for me ahead of time.
　She was looking at me with a complicated face.

　I didn't look for any signs, so I don't know if she was following me on the way.
　Well, whether she followed me or not, I'd be fine with it because I didn't do anything today.

　I grabbed a hold of her to get back to the mansion.

　She has a complicated look - a change from the complex expression - to a leopard's face.

　She pulled out her sword and slashed at me.
　A tremendous slash, after seeing the expression that she has mastered all of the Sword Sage's body, I began to think that it's as good as it gets.

　At the same time, I didn't think I needed to do anything.

　There is no killing intent.

　A sword without a kill, I don't know what it's supposed to be - or that's what it is!

　I'm a multidivisional worker.
　I'm not going to do anything about it, so I'm going to force your hand.

　Hmmm, I'm not gonna play that game.
　I know you're not going to kill me.

　I don't do anything, I just stand there.

　As I read, Midea's sword skidded to a halt right in front of me.

'What the hell do you think you're doing?'
'....Oh no, no, that's what I'm talking about...

　Midea's shoulders slumped discouragingly once, and then mumbled to herself.

　The next time she looked up, her expression had changed completely.

　How can I say it, she made a decision - or rather, she assumed something.
　Such an expression.

''Make me your apprentice!
...........yes?

　Suddenly, my mind went blank.

'What are you talking about?'
Grandpa told me a long time ago.
"Huh?
"The art of the sword is not to be overlooked.
You didn't pull it out?
'I didn't really understand that, but now I know you're talking like a master!
You're calling me master now?

　I mean, no, no, er....

'So that's what real strength is all about, not just being moved, but not having to deal with it!
....

　Probably not.
　I've heard of that one from the Swordsman too, the proper interpretation is different from Midea's.
　But I can't say.

　The more I say it here, the more muddled it gets.

''Please!　Take me as your apprentice!　No, my man!　And if that doesn't work, I can be the one to take out the toilet paper!
We don't hire people like that!
Oh, if you need tits, I'll find a way!
It doesn't matter!

　No, no, no, it's not that, er....

Ka.
?
Let me think!

　I said, and fled into the mansion.

　A follower of the teachings of the Sword Saint.

　The phrase came to mind.
　I ran into the mansion, leaned my back against the door and sighed.

"The secret of the sword is not to be pulled out.

　I didn't react because I didn't want to kill him.......you mean it backfired on me........