23-22. The first locus




 In the garden of the mansion, Midea was wielding a sword.

 Training in swordsmanship, a fixed type of swing.
 I've taught her before, and she just keeps repeating it.

'Don't be diligent,'
'Master! What do you think, my sword?
You've improved a lot, haven't you?
Really?

 Midea asked back, sounding extremely happy, and I nodded clearly.

'You've definitely improved since the first time it was there,'
Yay....

 Midea looks sullen and gutted.

 She's honest and healthy, I couldn't help but want to engage her a bit more.

'You've got another swing of the sword, don't you?'

 He took the sword that was propped up under a nearby tree and held the scabbard around his waist with his left hand.
 I can pull out at any time, that's all the stance I have to take.

'Master?'
You try shooting at me with that thing.
'What? But,
"Let's see how far you've come. Come on, get serious.
Yes!

 Midea looks even happier than before, or perhaps the happiest she's looked in a while.
 She pulls out a drawn out longsword and comes at me with it at the ready.

 And then, a slash.
 In form, though, it's that blow I taught her.

''--!

 I was surprised, so sharp that the cutting edge looked blurred by the heat of the air.
 I quickly grabbed it with two fingers instead of the sword and stopped it, a serious white blade picker.

 At first I tried to strike with the sword, but doing so would send a ridiculous level of shock waves spreading around.
 That's what I thought, so I pinched it and stopped it to muffle the impact.

''Geez.''

 The shockwave was completely unstoppable, and behind me, dozens of garden trees were cut off in the aftermath of the slash.

''Oh.......as expected of a master! They stopped me so easily.

 I was going to say, "No, your blow is amazing, too," but I stopped.

 Midea didn't look as if she was dented when she said she could have stopped the blow with her finger on the cutting edge.
 Rather, she waved her sword lightly and ruminated over the kata.
 

 I knew she was healthy and hard-working.

 I can't help but feel compelled to teach her a lesson.

"Midea.
"Yes, what--what--wow, my body is in a gold mine!
I'm stopping him.
Oh, I see.

 I was about to panic right after I said "gold bondage," but when I said I did, Midea quickly regained her composure.

 We stood side by side with Midea and faced the same direction.
 First I raised my right hand.
 Then Midea did the same, and her right hand went up as well.

''Wah!''
A bit of magic, making the same movement with his body, that's all.
'Wow! I can do amazing magic as well as swords, Master.

 Midea smiling innocently, not resisting at all.
 What you're doing with this magic is, in essence, a two-person cloak, a higher version of it.

 It's the same in the sense that the body is held closely together for good, and there are many people who don't like that.
 But Midea is not like that at all.
 She is at the mercy of me without feeling the slightest resistance.

 The innocent trust seemed healthy again.

'You're not going to ask me why I did this, are you?
Speaking of which, why is that?

 I chuckled.

'I'll teach you a new trick.'
"--Hey! Really!
Yeah. But, as always, don't tell anyone that I taught you.
I know! My mentor is Nanas! I'm a student of the Nanas School!

 Midea faithfully obeys the setting I created.
 I taught Midea one more thing (...).

 In conjunction with the mirrored state, I slowly, slowly draw my sword and let her do the model.

 I break down the kata forms into several stages and let her do them slowly, one by one.
 Midea did the same movements, my magic forcing her to do the same movements.

 Her innocent smile from earlier disappeared without a trace.
 Midea looks serious and learns the kata with her body.

 Yes, with your body.

 It's the fastest way to teach something.

 Rather than trying to explain in words, "Do this, do this, do that.
 Rather than drawing a picture and leaving it in the form of a book of secrets.
 Rather than saying, "Do this, do this, do that" in front of your eyes.

 The best way to learn is to go beyond all those methods and have a person who can actually do it do the same movements in conjunction with his or her body and experience them.

 Of course, it's hard to remember if you're just at the mercy of others.

Try Midea next time.
Are you sure?
I'll do it at the same time. If the movement is right, it goes smoothly, if not, it'll get stuck. That's how you learn.
I see, that's my master!

 Midea was quick to understand, and she was quick to agree with what I said, and started to move on her own.
 In the beginning, there was indeed a catch, as expected.

 But since I'm teaching her the model movement, Midea steadily corrected that stuckness.
 I immersed myself in it and just kept repeating it.

 Midea's memory was good, so it was over faster than I expected.

'Your moves are perfect now, now you need to practice steadily.
'Yes! Thank you, Master--whoa!
What's the matter with you?

 I was surprised with Midea and I.
 I don't know when they came, but nearly ten meters away from us, the servants of the mansion had gathered and were looking at us.
 They were looking at us and whispering as if they were onlookers.

Why are they all here?
Master.

 Midea, calling me, looked awkwardly right beside me.
 Beyond that - a slashed and fallen tree.
 Okay, so that's why we're all here--and that's not the point!

 Oh my God, Midea was so healthy, I got carried away teaching her.
 I got caught up in the gut of it.

Are you okay, master?
...It's all right, that's a pretty advanced model, you can't tell it's a model just by looking at it.
Okay.
And if I didn't know any better, it would look like you and I were just practicing our banqueting skills.
Sure!

 Me and Midea were in sync.
 That's the kind of banquet trick that should look like that from the side.

 Besides.

"What was that?
I'm not sure.
Are you practicing your synchronized tricks?

 I was also relieved that the conversations of the whispering servant onlookers are what I expected.
 But... but...

"Isn't that what the First Master wanted?

 What?

 I heard some unheard of dialogue.
 It was just an ordinary servant who saw that guy.
 But the dialogue was different from the servants' before, so the other servants all looked at him at once.

''What do you mean by the First Lady's?''
'First Master, you were His Majesty's sword master, right? There's an anecdote about how they used sticks to tie their hands to each other so that their movements were synchronized and they could memorize the kata of the sword by their bodies.

 Yeeeeeee!
 I didn't know you were doing that, first generation.

And it was the same as the current one, wasn't it?
'Yes! But I wasn't sticking it to you.
That means it's magic.
You can do such a thing, master!

 The story is accelerating, and we are getting to the truth.
 As it is, it's like, "Isn't the master really great? And then he takes another step closer to it.

'Master.........'

 Midea looks at me with a look of annoyance, a look of what to do.
 Oh my God, I mean!

 Don't leave me with such an annoying anecdote, first generation!
 You've done something reasonably advanced, but it's obvious at the servant level!