It was the first fight of your life, because you weren't used to it, or you overdid it.

I was grumpy, but think about it. Ah, even when it comes to self-defense, I'm not spared the defamation of overdefense.

Ha... I did it.

Will you go home and get mad at your father and mother?

"Yuri, please wait"

I was just out of the dorm in a sinking mood, and Myalo talked to me.

Hold your legs.

"... what?

I don't know what you're talking about.

"You may be feeling high about that, but you should wash your hands and face first. There's blood on it."

"Right."

Unexpectedly, I tried to wipe my face with my sleeve.

Myalo grabbed my arm and stopped.

"Your sleeves will get dirty."

Indeed.

But it's got blood on it, even if it's not the hand I hit, so I can only use it about the sleeve.

"There's a well at the back entrance, so let's wash it there"

Myalo forced me to hold my hand and start walking.

It's got blood on it, so it'll get dirty on your hands.

"Sorry, from what to what"

"No. Never mind"

I care.

"You were watching."

"I was watching. That was amazing."

Myalo's voice colour floats a little.

Looks excited.

"It's not great. I did something stupid."

Now that I think about it, I didn't have to go that far.

Will I end up upside down? [M]

I just found out about my side that I didn't know about.

As soon as he reached the well, Myalo crossed a brand new fishing bottle with his bloodstained hands and pulled a barrel with fresh water.

"Give me a hand"

As he offered his hand as he said, Myalo tilted the bucket and squirted the water.

My hands are washed.

When I was beautiful, I washed Myalo's hands this time, and finally washed my face.

Then he also washed the cuffs with a little blood on them.

When I washed it, I felt a little clearer.

That's the first time I realize I've been feeling bloody ever since.

"Ha."

I sigh unexpectedly.

I did it.

I'm sorry about your father and mother.

"We met. Yeah, yeah, maybe this is goodbye."

"Oh, why?

"If you do this, it won't be weird if you're expelled"

"Pup," Myalo laughed, trying to blow it out gently. "Were you thinking about getting expelled? Isn't that what happened?"

"Really?

I don't think so either.

"If you hit His Highness, Carol, you can't be such a fool that you're expelled from the Howe family because of this."

Don't swear to me.

"But I hit him a lot worse"

"You didn't kill him, did you?

"That's true, though."

You won't die.

Or in this child's body, you can't kill a person with a blow without using tools.

"Even college doesn't want to take care of it. When I returned it to your parents, the bleeding stopped, and your face was beautiful. In some cases, it may be deceptive to wear makeup. So you don't have to worry so much, it's okay."

Indeed.

Nothing. I didn't break my face skin and bleed, I just bled my nose, so if I washed it off, it should only leave a blow mark.

My eyelids may be cut.

I haven't broken any bones.

"Besides, Dora's problematic child is famous. In case you're expelled, there's no way. I assure you."

I'm starting to feel okay when they say that.

"I see. I'm feeling a little easier."

It made me feel a lot easier.

I'm sorry about Luke and Suzuya.

"I'm honored to be of service to you."

Myalo said happily.

When I broke up with Myalo and went back to the separate mansion on foot, the gatekeeper welcomed me.

"Good evening, I'm back"

And he said, "Welcome back," and let me through.

It's a facial pass because I know him.

But you seemed strange because you weren't in the carriage.

When I walked into the other house, a samurai came out and asked me, "Did you get hurt?" after finding the blood in my clothes?

"No, I just had a fight with my roommate. This is returning blood. Do you want to fall?

"Take it off immediately. I'll bring a change of clothes. Oh, what is it here, in the reception room?"

You don't have to tell me, I'm not going bare at the front door.

Before I said anything, I flew away with a lot of momentum, so I went to the reception room and took off my damn uniform.

The samurai brought a change before she finished taking off her clothes.

"Sorry, change your own clothes. Because blood stains with time."

Is that why you were in a hurry?

When I gave him the uniform I had taken off, he quickly took his clothes and left.

It dried up somewhat, but I wonder if it's safe because I kept my cuffs wet with the well water.

When I changed my clothes, I sat straight on the couch in the reception room and rested.

"Yuri, what's going on?

Then Luke arrived to see if he had listened.

He didn't return much to the realm and was still in the capital.

"... we just had a fight and got kicked out of the dorm"

Honestly.

Pity.

"Fighting? With whom?"

Luke looked serious and asked me.

I'm a little angry.

That would make you angry.

"It's with Mr. Galla's son. If I go today, I don't know if it's a coincidence, but in my roommate."

"Oh."

Luke seems convinced.

"Uh, you can't have a fight. Martial arts moves are not used to fight."

I'm going to say a moonlight dialogue, but I'm kind of not emotional.

Maybe he was hearing more from Galla about his son's problematic child.

"Reflecting"

"Don't fight lightly."

"Yes."

"Did you poke me from the other side?

"Yes."

"I thought so. I heard a little bit from Galla."

I knew it.

"Really?"

I was a helpful parent.

When I was seen with disappointed eyes and told a novel by the head, it was just getting pretty hard.

"You didn't use the blade."

I'm not that dumb either.

"It's bare hands."

"Have you broken a bone or broken a jaw?

"I didn't"

I shouldn't have.

"Right...... Let me ask you something, you didn't kill him, did you? What about hitting me till I lose my mind?

You're asking in the opposite order.

I almost blew it out by accident.

"I didn't kill him, but I strangled him"

"You strangled me."

Luke turned to blame.

I also know how to blame you.

"Why did you do that? That's not enough training. It's dangerous when people do it."

"Because I thought he was like a rabid dog, and if he didn't strangle me, he wouldn't be going to stop fighting until he ran out of strength."

This is true.

"In that case, with arms..."

"That hurts your elbow, doesn't it?"

I'm also learning joint skills.

If you apply an arm lock, you can easily control your opponent because a severe pain runs of a completely different quality than the one you were hit with.

This is no longer a pain of quality that you can resist if you can decide.

However, if you are rumbled to unravel, you may hurt your tendon.

Tendon damage is generally poor tache.

Tendons can hurt in day-to-day motion verses, even after ten or twenty years.

The pain is mild, but it's not something you just have to put up with.

For example, if pain runs in certain points of motion to sift a spear, the motion can become a lifetime obstacle as a knight.

"Hmm. Then we'll kick your leg while avoiding an attack"

Foot.

Feet.

"He was bigger than me, but could he have done it with my body?"

I didn't think about my legs.

In a smaller body, the idea of fighting the blow as the main one didn't come in because it's difficult to cause damage with a blow from the beginning.

Soim also told me not to rely on blows until I grew up.

"I would have kicked you repeatedly, but I don't know. It takes skill to get away with someone who's used to fighting. When you're about the size of a gal, if you're about a guy who hasn't worked out, you can't stand in one shot."

Sure, it would be ideal if you could make them stop standing in low kicks.

But Luke is right, it's skill to keep hitting the low over and over while keeping a constant interval on the person he hits and grabs.

Anyway, if you started in a place that could go down in any number of places, like in the middle of a well-maintained school garden, you couldn't have done anything about it in a room that small.

If it was bad, it could have been hit by a wall, laid together and bogged down.

It's too difficult for me.

"So, in the end, shouldn't we have bought a fight? You surrender and sue the dorm warden? If you really can't, you can come through."

"Maybe so... maybe that's not the attitude of a knight. You're gonna make a fool of yourself."

Unsurprisingly, Luke looked bitter.

It feels like I don't want you to do that as a man.

What, if they sell you a fight and you run off with your ass, is that a problem?

In the end, it was blocked in all directions at the time of the fight.

Don't fight. But if they sell you a fight, buy it. But don't let them get hurt. You mean.

It's unreasonable, but the problem with relationships is often unreasonable.

I guess when you really have to buy a fight, you're going to use a system called duel.

But whether authorization comes down at the age of ten.

Before that, I don't want to kill each other either.

"Well, I was going for a drink with Galla today, so I'll talk to her."

This, this father...

Did you attach the promise of a drinking party when my son was having a rough time?

Well fine......

"What, what's wrong!?

My voice sounds.

Suzuya came out from behind Luke and was looking at me.

He must have discovered me, who couldn't be there, and accidentally raised his voice.

My spine freezes unintentionally.

In a way, he didn't want to be scolded the least, he was an awkward opponent.

"Shh, excuse me. He's back."

I have a pitiful voice.

"Yuri got into a little fight with a friend, that's what happens."

Luke gives me a quick follow-up.

Thanksgiving dad.

"You shut up."

Suzuya said pizza.

Dad squeezes his mouth perfectly.

Dad......

"Yuri, did you fight?

It didn't sound like a cat, it sounded like an inquiry.

"Yes......"

Several times, but when this happens, I seriously feel like a child.

I'm going to be a pussy.

"Did you hit him?

"I hit him."

The moment I said that, I got a strong shot in the brain.

It came to my chin even though I had a brain attack.

Go......

I nodded unexpectedly and pressed the affected area.

My head is tickling and the stars are flying in my sight.

It hurts a little, this.

I'm crying.

"If you have a fight about hitting or kicking, it's decided to be both a trick."

Where's the local rule?

My eyes are like in the pool with tears in my eyes.

No, this is seriously making me cry.

"I'm sure the other kid's got to be getting the hang of the other parent. Equality."

It was a super theory of confidence.

Is that why?

I didn't feel like protesting even though I thought so.

I can't beat your mother.

One of these days, when Luke went for a drink, Sham came back who apparently had gone to the big library in the wrong place.

When I came home, he came to me with great joy.

I surrounded the dining table with Suzuya and Sham while making Tankob, and if Sham demanded homework as promised and made the problem until midnight, a drunk Luke would come and say, "Because I appreciated that Galla turned out to be a good pill. Don't worry, you should start school tomorrow," he said, feeling a little relieved, getting sleepy, enduring drowsiness and finishing his homework, and sleeping imagining Sham's delightful face.

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