The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

After the birthday, the days did not return to peace as Naoya thought.

He found that there were more eager eyes around him, hiding in the dark, and peeping at him secretly. Although it was not enough to cause any real harm to him, but there were too many peeps, and he was not some unconscious wooden man. It is bound to be annoying.

Like a buzzing fly.Only in his own small yard and the training ground can he be a little bit cleaner.

Although I don't know who started it or when it started, Naoya probably knows the reason.

Now he is five years old, and the New Year is coming soon, but he still has no awakening spell.

The youngest sons in the clan would awaken the spells when they were about four to six years old, but he, who was called a genius since he was a child, still had no signs of awakening the spells.

After all, not all Buddhist monasteries are of one mind, Naoya knows this very well.

Even without mentioning the spells, the mantra in his body is a little thinner than it was at the beginning. Although it has not completely dissipated, it is still not much. It's just that he has been learning physical skills from Shi Er, which slightly makes up for the mantra. The problem of insufficient power.

But Naoya is already looking forward to the day when his spell power will disappear completely, or in other words, the day when he will completely escape from this cage.

Therefore, it is a good thing for Naoya that the spell is not awakened. Although he awakened the spell before his fifth birthday in the past, all of this has nothing to do with him now.

But training has to go on.

Shi'er's attitude towards him was the same as before, although he gave him a dagger charm on his birthday...or the 'swag' he won from others, but he didn't say much else, On the surface, the relationship between the two is still lukewarm, not much close.

But Naoya felt that there should be a little difference, probably.

For example, in today's training, Shi Er began to teach him how to use the magic tool given to him.

Although the attitude is still the same, but the teaching is still serious, and Naoya learns carefully, and the more I feel that Shier is simply the greatest treasure of the Chanyuan family.Swords, guns, swords and sticks are proficient in everything, and there is no magic tool that Shier can't handle.

Those feelings of admiration for Shier in the past are returning to Naoya's heart with the passage of time and the little things they get along with.

However, compared to the past, Naoya is much calmer this time. After all, there are indeed many bad things about Shier's personality. After close contact, it is difficult for him to reproduce the extremely thick filter as before.

It’s like an idol, it’s fine when they are high above, but when they really get along, and there is not much sense of distance in private, no matter how thick the filter is, it is difficult to maintain it for a long time, let alone a person with such a personality as Shir.

It can be said that Shi Er broke some of Naoya's filters for him with his own hands, ruthlessly, leaving no residue or ashes.

"Why do I feel that you are becoming more and more casual with me recently?" Shi Er asked casually during the training, but the movement in his hand did not relax and hesitate at all. The flowing footwork adds a lot of power to it.

Naoya holds a wooden sword, defending but not attacking, hearing the words, for some reason, he feels inexplicably happy, the depression in his chest caused by the noise of flies has dissipated a lot at this moment, so he responded with a smile, "Is there any? I haven't always been like this."

After finishing speaking, he turned to grab the gap, leaned over to avoid the sweeping long stick, turned around and rushed, and the sword directly hit Shier's lower waist.

"Heh, not bad, there is progress." Shier commented a few words casually, without panic at all. He clearly swept away the unstoppable offensive with all his strength just now, but he easily resolved it. The long stick seemed to be distorted in the blink of an eye. Turning a corner, he met Naoya's wooden sword again. On the contrary, Naoya thought he had found a gap, but he used too much force and did not grasp enough.

Even in the strength of this counterattack, there is also his own contribution.

"Bang-!"

The sound of the wooden sword hitting the wooden stick broke out instantly, followed by a violent tremor transmitted to the hands, and the impact generated in an instant made Naoya almost unable to hold the hilt of the sword.

"It's not too late." Shi Er put down the wooden stick and commented casually, and he could see that the impact just now had no effect on him.

"Well, I will try my best." Naoya replied with a sigh of relief and a smile after the tremor stopped. Fortunately, the physical training in the past few months has made a lot of calluses on his palms, and there is a buffer to prevent the tremor from coming down. As for the shattering of his palm, it was still slightly red.

Maybe it will be a little swollen, Naoya felt the pain in the palm of his hand, and thought to himself.

The maid waiting at the side saw that the two had stopped their attack, and brought up the towels that had been prepared in a tray, divided into dry and wet.

"Master Naoya, first use this wet towel to compress your hands coldly, then wipe off the sweat with a dry towel, be careful not to catch a cold, and I will prepare a hot towel for you later."

The maid handed the tray to Naoya first. Seeing him taking the towel and thanking him, she smiled, and then turned to Shier, her expression faded for a moment like flipping through a book, and she just gave the dry towel to Shir, and then left.

Naoya was wiping his sweat, and the maid turned her back to him, so she didn't notice a small change in the maid's expression.

Shi Er raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

After wiping off the sweat, Naoya was just feeling the comfortable coolness of the wet towel, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Shier holding the towel and staring at him, wondering what he was thinking.

"What's the matter?" Naoya asked, holding a wet towel in his hand, and a towel that had just wiped his sweat on his head, his originally docile hairstyle was a bit messed up, looking silly.

"... Your maid is becoming more and more considerate to you." Shi Er said meaningfully.

"Oh, you said Zhenwang, it's okay, it doesn't feel much different from before?" Naoya tilted his head, a little uncertain.

"Really hope?" Shi Er put the towel casually on his shoulders and asked back.

"Well, didn't she say happy birthday to me last time, I forgot to say thank you, so I added it later." Naoya smiled, "By the way, I asked her name."

"That's it?"

"Otherwise what else?" Naoya asked strangely.

Shir did not speak.

But Naoya didn't care, only when the other party's brain twitched intermittently, and when the hands felt that the application was almost done, he put down the towel, walked to the porch and sat down, watching Shi Er patted the seat beside him.

Shi Er was silent for a while, walked over, and sat down next to Naoya.

The courtyard was covered with a thin layer of snow, but as the sun rose, the originally thin snow became a little sparse, which was not very attractive.

"It's a pity that there is no beautiful snow scene, otherwise it would be more atmospheric." Naoya sighed, and as expected, Shi Er sneered slightly mockingly.

"What's so beautiful about snow, it's white and dazzling." Shi Er said lazily.

"Has anyone ever told you that you are really boring?" Naoya complained.

Shi Er didn't take it seriously, and snorted with a chuckle, "Maybe there is, but I don't remember whether there is."

"Tsk."

"Okay, don't learn from me." Shi Er stretched out his hand to hold Naoya's head, and messed up Naoya's hair with a towel.

"...Shen Er, let me ask you," Naoya suddenly asked during the play, "Do you want to leave the monastery?"

Feeling that the hands above his head stopped, Naoya lowered his eyes, waited for a long time, saw that Shier had no intention of speaking, and continued, "When the time comes...can you take me with you?"

"I think, maybe I can't awaken the spell, do you remember the six eyes last time... He said, my spell power is disappearing."

"You can feel it too. My strength hasn't changed much from the beginning to now. That's because I cheated at the beginning and used my spell power to fight you."

"It's just that the spell power seems to be a bit insufficient later on, so I can only learn from you to rely solely on hand-to-hand combat."

When Naoya said this, his tone was very relaxed, without any excessive fluctuations, as if he was just talking about ordinary things with Shier, chatting about daily life.

During the whole process, Shi Er didn't interrupt a word, but the hand on Naoya's head slipped down to his shoulder with time, and half of his arm was hanging lazily on it.

After Naoya finished speaking, he saw that Shi Er's expression was calm, but the arm on his shoulder was getting heavier and heavier, as if he was shifting the weight of his whole body. Just take your hands away, do you know how much you weigh?"

Shi Er smiled, did not move his arm away, but took advantage of the situation to fish Naozai over, and asked casually, "Why don't you pretend to be pitiful?"

"Who is pretending to you?" Naoya rolled his eyes and said dissatisfiedly, "Let go, I can hardly breathe!" As he spoke, he thumped Shi Er's thick forearm, hard.

"It's not big or small, how many times have I said it, let you call Brother Sheng to listen." Shi Erlou tightened his grip.

"It's a good idea." Naoya ignored it, after all, seriously, he is more than enough to be a father at his current age, of course, he dare not say this.

After going back and forth, invisible, the slightly awkward and depressing atmosphere before dissipated.

Shi Er looked at Naoya who was still young, and felt some inexplicable emotions in his heart.

Of course, he understood what Naoya said, and the six-eyed judgment would not be false. When he thought that Naoya might become a 'trash' with no magic power like himself, Shi Er didn't have too many thoughts in his mind.

After all, he had learned not to care about everything in the foul-smelling quagmire of the Buddhist monastery. Although he had been with Naoya for a few months, to put it bluntly, he was still a child, and the courtyard was quite clean, not as disgusting as other places.

A great place to hang out - Shill thinks so most of the time.

However, at this moment, thinking of the possibility that Naoya has no spell power, he is in the position of the son-in-law, and he has been called a genius since he was a child, but now he will turn into a "useless person" who is spurned by everyone in the Zen Academy. The clearer he was in his mind, the more excited Shi Er's emotion, which had not fluctuated at all, became.

Yes, Shi Er gradually became a little excited about this possibility. Rather, the more chaotic the Chanyuan family was, the happier he was.

Presumably the scene at that time will be quite exciting, Shi Er thought while looking at Naoya's little hair.

Then, it is not impossible to add some gasoline to this fire when the time comes.After all, what's the use of a shit like a conjurer.

"Yes." Finally, Shi Er said.

Afterwards, he ruthlessly brushed his straight and miserable hair, and with a wicked smile, "You can thank me well, young master."

This is really a big sale at a loss, Shir thought.

In some respects, the ideas of the two are quite consistent unexpectedly.

Although Naoya at the moment doesn't know that there are other meanings behind Shier's words, but right now, he is sincerely happy that he has finally embraced Shier's thigh.

"It's too difficult for me." Naoya muttered, feeling that he had lost a lot of hair by Shier's rubbing, and wanted to stop it, but he couldn't stop Shier's strong arm at all.

"You're enough!" Finally, Naoya couldn't help shouting, "I'm really going to be bald if I rub it any longer!"

In the yard, the ice and snow from last night were still melting.