Diary of a Certain Man (2)
When I returned from chopping firewood, Amy was staring at the wall, spreading her murderous intent and firing [Intimidation] in all directions.
Eh, what is that? What are you doing? Did something happen?
I was trying to get her to learn how to land safely as a preliminary step to learning [Flying Locusts], but why are you spreading murderous intent?
After I dropped my fist and made her stop [Intimidation], I threw Emmy outside.
...... I was a little scared. I was terrified.
I peeked outside every so often after that, but Amy was standing still under the eaves and continuing to let out murderous intent.
Eeeeeeee ......?
Hey Emmy, what the hell are you doing?
I don't know what's going on and it's freaking me out.
Did I do something? I don't know much about girls…
Anyway, I gave her a bigger piece of meat for dinner, and she's in a bit of a better mood.
Thank goodness.
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Emmy's moodiness (?) continued for several days after that. I was puzzled, not knowing what was going on.
……While I was unsure of what to do, the [intimidation] Emmy was giving off outside suddenly stopped, and a loud sound echoed through the air.
What happened?!
When I sneaked a peek outside, I saw that Emmy's feet had been gouging out, creating a small depression.
Huh? What's going on?
As I continued to watch, Emmy started pounding the rocks and breaking them into pieces.
Ehhhhhh!?
That's the one I was going to teach you next.....!
Huh? Seriously, what happened? What? Did you come up with that on your own?
Emmy's talent makes me shudder once again.
I mean, why did she start learning such oblique techniques as [Intimidation] and [Magic Strike] when I wanted her to practice landing on the ground?
It is a mystery.
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Emmy has been climbing up and down the tree again today, repeating the same thing over and over again with a single-minded determination.
I had the impression that she got the hang of it rather easily when she was doing [Paper Fish], but this task seems to be quite difficult.
Well, I think that's normal.
She has good instincts, so I think she will master the "soundless landing" if she practices for another year.
I would like to reward Emmy today for her hard work in training every day. It's an elecidia horn.
If you polish it and do a little work on it, it will become a magic lamp that emits light just by holding it in your hand.
I don't know the principle. It's a beautiful thing, and I think girls will be happy with it.
Emmy seemed very surprised when she was given the magic lantern.
Her expression didn't change, but she was probably surprised.
Cute.
I guessed that she had not lived a good life so far, so it was the first time for her to see a magic tool.
However, the life of this magic lantern, which I had gone to the trouble of creating, was short-lived.
Emmy stared at the lantern.
Gradually, the light faded......The lantern broke with a sound.
What are you doing?!
I mean, what did you just do, Emmy?!
Then Emmy, having broken the magic lamp, put it on the floor and began to clap her hands endlessly this time, I wondered what she was thinking.
Clap, clap, clap......She kept on clapping her hands forever.
After all this time, her behavior is still a mystery to me, and from the outside, it is a little scary because it doesn't make sense.
Still, I know from her usual behavior that she is a smart girl, so there must be a meaning to this clapping.
I decided to let her do whatever she wanted. But she really doesn't stop no matter how long it takes. I can't sleep because it's so loud, so I got a little angry and threw her under the futon.
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For the next week, Emmy kept clapping her hands.NAnd the next thing I knew, she had mastered the "soundless landing".
I really don't understand.
And in no time at all, she had mastered the skill of jumping off a cliff without getting hurt.
Of course, she also learned to use the [Flying Locust] without any problem.
Children grow up so fast. ......
Next, I will have her learn to use the [Mantis].
Emmy cuts a large rock in two with his hand sword, she seemed surprised.
[Mantis] is based on a technique called [Magic Sword] that was used by the knight commander of the castle who sneaked into the castle in the past.
The [Magical Sword] is a technique to enhance the sharpness of a sword.
I don't know the principle.
I heard that even within the "Kensei-ryu" school, only a handful of high-ranking disciples are allowed to use it, and that it is a technique that is not known outside of the school.
But for all that, it was pretty easy to imitate.
I thought that those in the "Kensei-ryu" school, which only a handful of high-ranking disciples can enter, must not be practicing seriously.
Emmy was able to do it after 3 days of practice.
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I recently started Kumite with Emmy.
Normally, I would teach her the basics of this type of fighting before I teach her techniques and such, but I don't know. ...... I've never had anyone teach me, so I don't really know.
After all, Emmy had great muscles.
When I first hit her with my fist containing a bit of force, she was blown away and left dumbfounded at that time. But from the next hit onwards, she was able to parry the blows cleanly.
Also, I've been running in the mountains all the time to improve my endurance. She also follows me without a word and never complains.
Her resistance to poison is also getting stronger. I am sure that ordinary poison will no longer kill her.
Is there anything else I can do for this child?
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When I reread my recent diary, I find that it is brilliantly written only about Emmy.
I feel like an old man who loves his grandchildren.
I'm the one.
I can't help but laugh.
When I rescued her six months ago on a whim, I had no idea that this would happen.
Ten years ago.
Feeling my body was deteriorating, I withdrew from work and began to live in hiding deep in the mountains. I spent my days aimlessly, without any purpose.
At the time, I thought I would just live the rest of my life like this, until my body was rotting away.
You never know what will happen in life.
I never thought that the happiest and most enjoyable time of my life would come at the time of my death.
However, as I become aware of this happiness, I also feel uneasy.
I, the "cursed child" who has been spreading death and misfortune throughout the world.
There is no way I can be happy.
Someday, I am sure, there will be a reckoning for this happiness.
Otherwise, the people who have been killed by me will not be satisfied in the underworld.
Ah, but.
Even if misfortune befalls me.
I can't compromise on this.
I will never bring Emmy into that misfortune.
I will never let Emmy get involved in that misfortune.
Because I am her mentor and her "kind and cool" grandpa.
Diary of a Certain Man (2)
When I returned from chopping firewood, Amy was staring at the wall, spreading her murderous intent and firing [Intimidation] in all directions.
Eh, what is that? What are you doing? Did something happen?
I was trying to get her to learn how to land safely as a preliminary step to learning [Flying Locusts], but why are you spreading murderous intent?
After I dropped my fist and made her stop [Intimidation], I threw Emmy outside.
...... I was a little scared. I was terrified.
I peeked outside every so often after that, but Amy was standing still under the eaves and continuing to let out murderous intent.
Eeeeeeee ......?
Hey Emmy, what the hell are you doing?
I don't know what's going on and it's freaking me out.
Did I do something? I don't know much about girls…
Anyway, I gave her a bigger piece of meat for dinner, and she's in a bit of a better mood.
Thank goodness.
◇ ◇ ◇
Emmy's moodiness (?) continued for several days after that. I was puzzled, not knowing what was going on.
……While I was unsure of what to do, the [intimidation] Emmy was giving off outside suddenly stopped, and a loud sound echoed through the air.
What happened?!
When I sneaked a peek outside, I saw that Emmy's feet had been gouging out, creating a small depression.
Huh? What's going on?
As I continued to watch, Emmy started pounding the rocks and breaking them into pieces.
Ehhhhhh!?
That's the one I was going to teach you next.....!
Huh? Seriously, what happened? What? Did you come up with that on your own?
Emmy's talent makes me shudder once again.
I mean, why did she start learning such oblique techniques as [Intimidation] and [Magic Strike] when I wanted her to practice landing on the ground?
It is a mystery.
◇ ◇ ◇
Emmy has been climbing up and down the tree again today, repeating the same thing over and over again with a single-minded determination.
I had the impression that she got the hang of it rather easily when she was doing [Paper Fish], but this task seems to be quite difficult.
Well, I think that's normal.
She has good instincts, so I think she will master the "soundless landing" if she practices for another year.
I would like to reward Emmy today for her hard work in training every day. It's an elecidia horn.
If you polish it and do a little work on it, it will become a magic lamp that emits light just by holding it in your hand.
I don't know the principle. It's a beautiful thing, and I think girls will be happy with it.
Emmy seemed very surprised when she was given the magic lantern.
Her expression didn't change, but she was probably surprised.
Cute.
I guessed that she had not lived a good life so far, so it was the first time for her to see a magic tool.
However, the life of this magic lantern, which I had gone to the trouble of creating, was short-lived.
Emmy stared at the lantern.
Gradually, the light faded......The lantern broke with a sound.
What are you doing?!
I mean, what did you just do, Emmy?!
Then Emmy, having broken the magic lamp, put it on the floor and began to clap her hands endlessly this time, I wondered what she was thinking.
Clap, clap, clap......She kept on clapping her hands forever.
After all this time, her behavior is still a mystery to me, and from the outside, it is a little scary because it doesn't make sense.
Still, I know from her usual behavior that she is a smart girl, so there must be a meaning to this clapping.
I decided to let her do whatever she wanted. But she really doesn't stop no matter how long it takes. I can't sleep because it's so loud, so I got a little angry and threw her under the futon.
◇ ◇ ◇
For the next week, Emmy kept clapping her hands.NAnd the next thing I knew, she had mastered the "soundless landing".
I really don't understand.
And in no time at all, she had mastered the skill of jumping off a cliff without getting hurt.
Of course, she also learned to use the [Flying Locust] without any problem.
Children grow up so fast. ......
Next, I will have her learn to use the [Mantis].
Emmy cuts a large rock in two with his hand sword, she seemed surprised.
[Mantis] is based on a technique called [Magic Sword] that was used by the knight commander of the castle who sneaked into the castle in the past.
The [Magical Sword] is a technique to enhance the sharpness of a sword.
I don't know the principle.
I heard that even within the "Kensei-ryu" school, only a handful of high-ranking disciples are allowed to use it, and that it is a technique that is not known outside of the school.
But for all that, it was pretty easy to imitate.
I thought that those in the "Kensei-ryu" school, which only a handful of high-ranking disciples can enter, must not be practicing seriously.
Emmy was able to do it after 3 days of practice.
◇ ◇ ◇
I recently started Kumite with Emmy.
Normally, I would teach her the basics of this type of fighting before I teach her techniques and such, but I don't know. ...... I've never had anyone teach me, so I don't really know.
After all, Emmy had great muscles.
When I first hit her with my fist containing a bit of force, she was blown away and left dumbfounded at that time. But from the next hit onwards, she was able to parry the blows cleanly.
Also, I've been running in the mountains all the time to improve my endurance. She also follows me without a word and never complains.
Her resistance to poison is also getting stronger. I am sure that ordinary poison will no longer kill her.
Is there anything else I can do for this child?
◇ ◇ ◇
When I reread my recent diary, I find that it is brilliantly written only about Emmy.
I feel like an old man who loves his grandchildren.
I'm the one.
I can't help but laugh.
When I rescued her six months ago on a whim, I had no idea that this would happen.
Ten years ago.
Feeling my body was deteriorating, I withdrew from work and began to live in hiding deep in the mountains. I spent my days aimlessly, without any purpose.
At the time, I thought I would just live the rest of my life like this, until my body was rotting away.
You never know what will happen in life.
I never thought that the happiest and most enjoyable time of my life would come at the time of my death.
However, as I become aware of this happiness, I also feel uneasy.
I, the "cursed child" who has been spreading death and misfortune throughout the world.
There is no way I can be happy.
Someday, I am sure, there will be a reckoning for this happiness.
Otherwise, the people who have been killed by me will not be satisfied in the underworld.
Ah, but.
Even if misfortune befalls me.
I can't compromise on this.
I will never bring Emmy into that misfortune.
I will never let Emmy get involved in that misfortune.
Because I am her mentor and her "kind and cool" grandpa.
