It's Not That I Like Using a Blunt Weapon!

Slade calls a courtroom musician to his room to play a song with a traditional string violet with a bow.

And to match that tone, he showed me a very simple step as a sample.

It was a smooth and light foot. Even though I was alone, I saw a hallucination of a woman dancing face-to-face.

The musician who was summoned suddenly also turned into a flashy face that seemed annoying at first, but by the end of the song, he saw something good.

Well, try imitating the current step.

The same song begins. Slade will give us a clap and rhythm to make it easier for us to dance.

But, slurp, slurp...

Can I dance the same way? My shoulders are kind of stretched and my legs are falling.

"One Two Three, One Two Three, One, Two, Two, Su, Bufo!

Mr. Slade, it's finally erupting.

I know why. Because my dance is too bad.

Ah, the musician is about to laugh too. But there is no disturbance in the song. Is that what a pro is?

Hah... the song is finally over. I felt it endlessly longer, but I'm sure the people who endured not laughing felt it longer.

"What do you think?

Mira, who has finished dancing, asks Slad.

"Mira-chan is so good. I think if we practice this a little bit, we'll be able to go where we don't disadvantage other participants at all."

"Really? That's not a compliment?

"Really. She's more beautiful than anything else."

Thumbs up, Mr. Slad. That's right. That's a really important point.

Honestly, even if you can't follow a few steps, that's cute. Beauty is a bargain!

But it's good to praise you, but if you reach out to my Mira, they won't forgive you, either, will they, Slade?

Oh, my God. I'm not so worried about Mira-san. In general, I am not in a position to be worried about others.

"Mr. Slad, am I...?

"Hmm...."

In contrast to the positive reaction Mira showed, Slade looks sharp with her arms tied.

"... it was like a pussy tied to a doghouse with a collar."

"Eh, what kind of analogy is that?

"When I found your husband and tried to jump out, he was interrupted by a collar, but I still felt like I was walking two legs in front of him."

Terrible. Is that what adult men say when girls really work hard?

"Even if it's good. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha."

"Hey, how impressed are you with Mira-san!

"The dance was weird, but it was cute when I thought it was a wanko...."

"Ugh, traitor! We're in the same position to learn to dance together, right? You're one of them, and yet...

"Don't be angry. Yes, your hand."

"So don't be a wanker!

Hmm, that's fine, that's fine. I knew this would happen anyway.

Anyway, I'm a motor phonetic idiot. No dance talent is as good as a grain of sand. Besides, I don't have any physical advantages that could be seen at balls such as a full breast, relaxed hands and feet. The only thing that can be created is a laugh.

When this happens, will you try to become the head of the [Moon Watching Party]? I wonder if everyone can feel happy. I'm not the only one among them...!

"Mr. Slade is Cecil's sword master, isn't he? I hope you can teach that well. [Meeting to see the moon] Can you finish the dance by the time you see it...."

"Yeah, yeah. I can't do it."

"There, there, there...!

No, Cecil and Roselia aren't the only ones who can give up. But I definitely don't want to be fooled by those two!

Slade sighed heavily at me who had just resigned from his seat.

"Let's just do it...."

"Thank you! Thank you!

"Just so you know, don't expect too much. Look, resuscitation magic works for newly dead people, but not for zombies, right?

"When did you rank down from a pussy to a zombie!?

But after this, I really became a zombie.

Mr. Slade's practice was really tough. No matter what the trouble is, even repeat the same movement.

"If the motor nerve is cut, let the muscles remember. I don't have to think about it, it's what makes you dance even when you're asleep."

It sounds good to say that Slade is a partner in steps, steps, turns, and steps, but unlike Mira, I'm just swinging around. From the edge, you won't think you're dancing very much.

Parents find the delinquent girl playing at night and desperately resist being brought home - that's how it feels. Bad, isn't it?

The degree of completion did not progress consistently even after the end of the day and after the second, third and fourth days.

You worked hard until you were exhausted every day, your bloodthirst disappeared from your skin, and turned earthy.

Still no, the lack of talent is reaching the thriller realm.

"... Mira-chan. I can't teach you anymore."

Wow. Thank you very much. "

Day four. Mira-san's dance was finally finished, with the [Moon Watching Party] refrained the next day.

I can't imagine that she was a girl who had only danced at town halls until recently. Together with the original beauty, it has reached a point where it can be the main character of the ball.

"... Hannah. I'm no longer confident to teach you."

"Wow... I'm sorry."

If I had stayed to practice, I would have practiced twice as much as Mira-san.

"Well, how come you can move so much in battle, and if you let go of the blunt instrument, you'll be so blunt?

"Mr. Slade, please be careful how you say it.

"I'm sorry. I thought you were used to it."

Of course, I'm used to being told!

However, it's only since school that such efforts have not borne fruit... That's why I'm so depressed.

"Ah. I wish I could use the high blunt force level to dance..."

I gave up, and I snapped. The blunt instrument and the dance are completely different. If the sword level is high, I may have been able to use the sword shape and foot judgment.

However, after hearing my blurriness, Slad put his hand on his chin with a strange and magical look.

"... maybe you can do that."

"No, what are you serious about? Are you kidding me?

Aren't you tired of my incompetence and losing your mind?

"... Hannah. I thought I was a little tricked, and I wanted you to make something."

"Yeah, yeah. I don't mind, but what should I make?

"Dance shoes"

Shoes. Shape first... The show is tomorrow, but not now, right?

And, uh...

"Actually, I'm not very good at making leather products... The blacksmith was also a metal master."

"What about glass shoes? I've heard of princesses wearing such clothes."

Mira-san brightens her eyes. Clear and sparkly shoes may indeed be beautiful. It seems to suit Mira-san's feet.

But hey...

"That's how it's supposed to break. I can't wear it because I'm scared. Mr. Slade doesn't want you to make such special shoes, does he?

"No, Hannah wants me to make you steel shoes."

"Steel shoes...?

Somehow, more unfamiliar materials emerged than glass...

"It's too heavy for Hannah. It's like if you kick people, you can kill them."

"Ha, ha? It's like a blunt weapon."

Slade plays his finger with a serious face when I say, "Oh, yes."

"I'd rather not be blunt. Anyway, Hannah's master is the blunt instrument dance!

"Blunt weapon... dancing?

What a suspicious word has popped out...

Even if I mastered something like that, I don't feel like I can dance at all, but can I trust this uncle?

I'm anxious, anxious, and I can't help it...