Chapter 24: Silverfish and Master's Awful Tea
The Reincarnated Extra
Silverfish and Masterâs Awful Tea
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And so began my days of training after becoming a disciple of Grandpa, or rather, my Master!
The season is early winter!
The vividly colored autumn leaves on the trees have completely withered to brown, turning into a blanket covering the ground.
Yeah, got it, Iâm okay, Iâm okay.
Carefully lifting my right foot, taking a step forward, and then sticking it backâ¦
So, here I am, walking on a wall.
Iâm in the middle of training for ãSilverfishã.
Some might be surprised that I can walk on walls already!? But this is a world with magic!
Once you understand the principle, wall walking isnât such an impossible feat!
Huff-huff! Whatâs that, Extra-sama? Compliments wonât get you anything~
The next moment, my left foot, which was sticking to the wall and supporting my body, lost its adhesive force, and I fell to the floor. Ouch (cry).
Extra-sama sighs.
Yes, sorryâ¦
This wall-walking technique, ãSilverfishã.
The most important part of performing this ninja-like technique is using magic to âstickâ the soles of your feet to the wall.
On the night I was first taught ãSilverfishã by Master,
my ãMagic Perceptionã caught the flow of magic in Masterâs soles as he walked on walls and ceilings, similar to ãWater Collectionã or ãSolidificationã.
In other words, ãSilverfishã was realized by repeatedly sticking and detaching oneâs soles to and from the wall through magic manipulation!
Right.
Itâs incredibly difficult.
Aside from the complexity of magic manipulation, defying gravity to âstand and walkâ on walls demands significant physical control.
Itâs not a skill one can acquire overnight.
But making the impossible possible brings immense joy.
Itâs common to get so engrossed in training that before I know it, night falls.
Yes, trulyâ¦
Master is taciturn, barely speaks, and always looks grumpy, but heâs genuinely kind.
Or rather, heâs quite indulgent towards me.
To not waste his kindness, I devote myself to training even today.
And before I know it, itâs time to sleep.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
This was about a week after I started my training.
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Time passed, and it became increasingly colder outside.
Master went hunting less frequently and spent more time doing handiwork inside.
Well, when I peeked before, there was a considerable amount of dried meat stored in the warehouse.
Seems like the preparations for winter were well in hand.
And me, huhu! I received a present from Master!
Itâs the clothes Iâm wearing now!
Though it was handed to me silently as usual without detailed explanation, I think itâs made from the fur of the Grim Reaper wolf that was chasing me on the day I met Master.
The black fur is rough and stiff but warm and cool!
Thank you, Master!
Wearing that black fur outfit, I am now crawling around the walls and ceiling of the room, rustling softly.
Yeah, I realized something.
Itâs difficult because I was trying to stick to the wall on two legs.
But the name of this technique is ãSilverfishã, right?
Just like the original, I should use my whole body, increase the surface area, and stick to the wall!
No, I donât know anything about a great demon⦠Iâve never heard of such a thing⦠The only silverfish I know are those unpleasant pests from my previous life⦠They often played on the walls of rooms.
Anyway,
increasing the surface area to stick to the wall was the right approach, as it expanded the area for magic manipulation, making it easier to stick.
Furthermore, this posture made it easier to control my body.
Now, I can crawl on walls and ceilings at quite a speed!
So, I rustle around in the corner of the ceiling in Masterâs field of view while heâs doing handiwork, showing off my newfound ability!
â¦Master glanced at me and shook his head.
Seems like itâs not okay unless I do it standing on two legsâ¦
This was about two weeks after I started my training.
And now, the present!
Itâs been about a month since I started my training.
As for my current situation, Iâve become quite adept at freely moving around on walls and ceilingsâapplause! Right now, Iâm dozing off on the ceiling, taking a nap.
â¦Wow, the world of magic is truly amazing.
I never imagined that just a month of training could make such fantastical behaviors possibleâ¦!
No, no, Extra-sama, thatâs praising me too much, isnât it?
But, well, to be honest, since I havenât really interacted properly with anyone other than Master, I have no idea what the average person in this world is capable of, what kind of abilities they haveâ¦
But whatâs clear is that, for example, if someone of Masterâs level seriously tried to kill me, I wouldnât be able to escape and would be dead within three seconds.
Iâm still very weak.
Not to mention, Master hasnât taught me ãMantisã or any other combat techniques yetâ¦
Hmm? As Extra-sama and I chat, Master enters the room, holding two cups emitting warm steam.
It seems heâs made tea.
â¦Indeed, to my great honor, Master not only cooks but also brews tea for me.
Thatâs just too much!
Even if Iâm a 6-year-old child and young, I canât let Master do everything, including making tea!
I thought so and tried to do it myself, but Master adamantly refused to relinquish the tea-making duties.
Moreover, when I tried to open the shelf with the tea leaves on my own, I was fiercely intimidated.
I thought I was going to wet myself.
â¦Maybe he enjoys making tea?
But despite that, the tea Master brews is awfulâ¦
Itâs so bitter, drinking it makes me feel nauseous.
Since Iâm in no position to complain, I drink it silently.
Anyway, I canât keep Master waiting, so I spin down from the ceiling to the floor.
And land perfectly!
Cool, right?
Why not!
I wonât get hurt because of ãBody Strengtheningã!
This kind of acrobatics is my idea of romance!
Well, practicing such âunnecessaryâ movements? serves as a diversion during the monotonous days of training.
I walk up to Master, sit down across from him on the floor, and we drink tea together.
Yeah, Masterâs tea is as bad as ever today.
But it doesnât have a bad smell, so itâs better than a naked, tasteless mouse.
ââ¦â¦â¦â¦Are you feeling okay?â
Unusually, Master speaks up.
Yeah, the tea is so bad that honestly, I donât feel great, but Iâve gotten quite used to it compared to the beginning.
No problems here.
I nod in response.
We continue to drink tea in silence together.
Even though we have a fire burning inside, the house is old and drafty.
The warm tea soaks into my chilled body.
Noticing that Iâve emptied my cup, Master speaks again.
ââ¦â¦â¦â¦ãSilverfishã, youâve done well.â
â¦Eh!? Sudden praise!? Thank you!?
ââ¦â¦â¦â¦Next.â
Saying that, Master turns his back to me, still surprised by his sudden comment, and uses ãSilverfishã to climb the wall and stand upside down on the ceiling.
Then, bending his knees, he propels himself toward the floor!
Wait, Master!?
Are you planning to dive headfirst into the floor!?
However, contrary to my worry, Master flips his body around and lands neatly on the floor.
It was truly splendid.
Despite descending with such momentum, not a single scratch appeared on the floor of the room that creaks with every step.
In fact.
There was no sound.
As if a feather had gently floated down.
Without generating any impact at all.
Master had landed on the floor.
ââ¦â¦If you can do this, you may start practicing ãGrasshopperã.â
With that, Master left the room again.
I stand dumbfounded by the sudden development.
From outside the hut, the sound of Master chopping wood echoes.
For now, it seems.
Iâve been given a new challenge.