Shishou.
She was a beautiful woman with fluttering blond hair, a beautiful face and body that fascinated even women. Moreover, she had an vast knowledge and martial arts abilities.
That woman was the one who picked me up from an orphanage in the previous life.
In other words, she was my benefactor, but since the treatment was like that, she was someone who I could easily express my gratitude.
I asked why she picked up and I was wondering because of it. But when I thought about what she said for a while…
(Shishou)
…Yup, that one.
It might be because I was picked up on a whim, she didn't intervene with my life. She was basically like a housemate who lent me a place to sleep.
Furthermore, since Shishou's housekeeping abilities were catastrophic, it was necessary to memorize it in order to live. For example, I had to make my own meals.
My job was to clean the house and prepared meals, but… I had no plaints because I was picked up.
It seemed like a cold relationship when asked, but since I didn't know about parent's love, I was convinced of such a thing.
Anyhow I wanted to be strong because I knew that I had no parent when I was born and I was always being attacked due to irrational things in the orphanage where I lived.
That was why I volunteered and asked Shishou to bee stronger even a bit, but… that was the beginning of hell.
And then, the training continued as she experimented with me. She even laughed while playing around.
It was like being killed everyday… like being thrown into the depth of mountains alone… and into battlefields… I wondered how many times I cursed Shishou because she tried to kill me.
Really… I thought that I was able to endure that hell well.
Although I disliked it, I believed that… I could survive anything if I could win against Shishou.
Though it sounded bad, I was a fool at that time.
Such a weird relationship continued for more than ten years, and one day… I wasn't sure if it was a coincidence or a miracle, I was able to give a blow to Shishou for the first time.
The next day… Shishou disappeared and she left a letter.
And…
—
(Shishou)
If it was so, there was no mistake that it was a deadly weapon.
Since I felt like I was going to die if I hit it normally, I avoided direct blows by repelling with the knife, avoided it, and took a distance. On the other hand, Shishou was smiling while opening her mouth wide.
(Shishou)
"Me too! Now, I really understood Shishou's strength!" (Sirius)
I could understand that because we met in this way.
I was pletely being played around in the previous life, and I really couldn't let Shishou display all of her abilities.
If I knew this hopeless difference, I might have given up to bee stronger.
And then, when the tip of the knives hit each other, the forces peted with each other, and our movements stopped for a moment.
However, as soon as our knives bounced and thrown in the air, I took a step forward and grabbed Shishou's neck with right hand.
After that, it would be my win if I crushed it, but Shishou also grabbed my neck, and we were prepared to unleash magic at anytime with other hands on each other's chest.
And when my and Shishou's knives fell to the ground in a distant away, I let out a small breath.
"Is this a draw? I thought I could win this time…" (Sirius)
(Shishou)
"Don't say such a scary thing. Or perhaps I should say, that's childish…" (Sirius)
Really… she didn't change at all.
There was no mistake in what Shishou had said since how Shishou appeared before me by the overflowing light from the existence called the Holy Tree. It seemed her body was a temporary body made by mana.
As I wryly smile, we let go of each other's neck while she made a happy smile. And then, we softly bumped our fists.
—
After the fight with Shishou ended, when I returned to where my disciples were, Hokuto assaulted my chest and rubber his nose.
"Oops!? Seriously… Are you still afraid of Shishou even if you bee that body?" (Sirius)
"Woof…" (Hokuto)
Well, it was a psychological disorder engraved when he was a puppy, so it was understandable since Shisou was out of standard in various ways.
While stroking the head to calm him down, the disciples, who were dumbfoundedly watching my fight, approached with confused look.
It seemed that they were still shaken due to Shishou's bloodlust and intimidation, but Emilia, who recovered first among them, asked me earnestly.
"Uhmm… Sirius-sama? If I didn't heard wrongly, that person is your Shishou…" (Emilia)
"Yes, that's right. She was the Shishou who taught me fight and how to live. She departed when I was small, but I'm not sure why she is in this such a place." (Sirius)
"Is that before you picked us up?" (Emilia)
"There are a lot of things to be concerned about, but now let's head there to finish the talk…" (Sirius)
"…Please forgive me for asking too much." (Emilia)
When I turned around after stroking Emilia's head who understood my feelings, I saw Shishou was sitting on a chair made by the root of the tree grown from the ground.
Looking at how Shishou proudly lie on her back with legs outstretched, it made me involuntarily think.
"Shishou, your manners are bad, you know." (Sirius)
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