"In the future, don't show me this kind of boring stuff again."
Sen Getsusa spoke in a low voice to Izumi Sagiri, who had a worried look on her face.
"It's okay, I understand what Sagiri meant. Indeed... I shouldn't be sad for her anymore."
Sen Getsusa understood Sagiri's intentions. She forced a smile, then logged into her email on the computer and downloaded a novel.
"Koisuru... Metronome?" Izumi Sagiri leaned over.
Sen Getsusa didn't open it; instead, she turned and patted the top of the other girl's head.
"It's a novel by an author I know. Without her permission, I can't let anyone else read it."
The head retracted.
Leaving behind some grumbling.
"You aren't allowed to let others see me without my permission either."
Sen Getsusa: (???)... She clicked open the novel.
'The most important thing about a metronome is maintaining stability to ensure precision. However, my love cannot be like a metronome, always staying on the same mark, never deviating from the track, and never having its rhythm disrupted.'
Hmm... starting from this perspective?
Interesting... Ding.
Ding ding ding ding—
A continuous series of vibrations.
A pair of slender hands slowly reached into the fabric, grabbing the thing that was vibrating incessantly... The dim light reflected a pair of hazy eyes.
Having just woken up, Sen Getsusa pulled out her phone and swiped up with her thumb: the screen was filled with messages—
[Tomiya: This is you, right? Whoa! You're viral!]
[Blonde Puppy: Heh, Cow Girl, you sing pretty well.]
[Worker Nanami: I kind of don't want them to hear it... but it's great, Tsukisa!]
[Chitose Murase: You really have a lot of free time. I heard your signing session for this period was delayed again?]
[Agatsuma-zaizai: Why did that Hiratsuka Shizuka call you out?]
[Agatsuma-zaizai: She's so annoying.]
[Agatsuma-zaizai: The Kendo club trip is almost over, I'll be back soon.]
Only one person's focus was in a strange place.
Sen Getsusa sighed and clicked on the video.
The person filming must have been right behind her; the video focused on her back the entire time without shaking or deviating, perfectly recording the accompaniment along with her and her grandmother's voices.
Currently, the view count for this video was exploding.
'So good! Full marks, full marks! (￣▽￣)*'
'Does anyone know who this girl is?'
'I bet it's some artist's pre-debut hype. This tactic has been used over and over again.'
'I think I know her? She's a student.'
'So good, so good, so good! As someone currently breastfeeding, I feel like my maternal instincts are overflowing! o(////▽////)q'
'What is the person above even saying...'
Sen Getsusa scrolled through the comments expressionlessly. On the two small square blankets next to her pillow, Arrietty and Kina also looked up dazed, clinging to her arm.
"Eh, has Her Majesty become famous?"
Sen Getsusa locked her phone.
"It's just a view of my back."
"In a couple of days, my roommate will be back. She's a gentle Child. I will give the two of you permission for the garden. When entering or leaving the mirror, be careful not to be discovered."
The two little ones nodded.
"However, school is starting soon, so you don't need to worry too much."
Sen Getsusa sat up, tugged at her messy hair, and walked to the door.
Boxes of deliveries were piled up here.
There was food, daily necessities, and the fairy furniture he had asked a factory to manufacture.
It was too, too exquisite, wasn't it?
Arrietty sat in a high-backed chair, swaying slightly.
In front of her, the floor was covered with miniature furniture scaled to a certain proportion:
There were Victorian styles, Japanese styles, and some strange ones—steampunk and futuristic sci-fi styles.
In short, most of the requests came from the young sprites who had been frequenting the internet lately. Since Sen Getsusa didn't lack the money for design and molding fees, she waved her hand and granted all their requests.
"Play with them later, let me help you first—"
"Her Majesty, you don't need to do this yourself." Kina became unusually serious, her small arm stretching out to block Sen Getsusa just as she was about to reach out.
Hmm...?
Sen Getsusa, who had intended to pick up a box to help, paused in place.
She had forgotten that these Little Sprites weren't the Tontatta Tribe from that World anymore.
"Heave-ho! Young ones, come out, come out and move the furniture!"
One by one, Little Sprites jumped out from the mirror surface. They swung across on grappling hooks, their figures flashing as they stayed close to the ground.
Pod and Homily followed behind cheerfully; they weren't considered young anymore.
Sen Getsusa simply sat in the living room to watch the scene from afar, pouring herself a cup of black tea.
The Little Sprites were directed by Arrietty from above, while Kina helped below, packing things up and attaching tow ropes. A single Little Sprite could easily pull a half-person-high cardboard box.
"How is it, Her Majesty?"
Arrietty stood on the tabletop to claim credit. She had long since changed her gear at her waist, and her eyebrows twitched as she spoke.
Ever since she found a brand-new pocket rapier in a box, that sewing needle had been honorably retired and returned to her mother.
Arrietty pulled out the rapier and swung it a few times. "In the last few days, we've mastered some evolved bodies. Your Majesty, would you like to see?"
Evolved bodies?
Sen Getsusa stood up with great interest and followed the sprites dragging the boxes into the garden.
The changes here were significant.
Large sections of the interior decoration meant for human habitation had unknowingly been stripped away by the sprites.
The walls were covered in primitive totems, and the furniture humans used had been dismantled into wooden planks that could be reused. The remains were tossed outside, waiting for the designated sprites to drag them out of the garden space.
Arrietty had the sprites pull the items back first, then led Kina and Sen Getsusa around the clusters of houses to the lakeside.
"Come on! Let's show Her Majesty?"
Kina unhurriedly took the giant hammer from her waist. "You lost last time."
"That's because I wasn't being serious!" Arrietty stood tall and gave Sen Getsusa a salute. The next moment, the rapier was swiftly drawn!
A flash of silver light!
Clang!
The giant hammer and the rapier collided, sending sparks flying!
"Heiya!" Arrietty gave a soft shout, exerting force from the ground. Her body was like a swift arrow as she hopped back a few times before shooting toward Kina again!
Clang! Clang!
A continuous series of thrusts were blocked by the hammerhead or the handle.
It was clear they had fought many times; they were familiar with each other's attack methods and patterns.
For a while, neither could find an opening.
Sen Getsusa watched with interest. She noticed several small, uneven pits on the ground where they were fighting.
—Some were dented by the hammerhead, and some were scraped by the rapier.
Hmm, this kind of power is already enough to crush or penetrate a skull head-on, isn't it...?
After all, as an assassin, the primary goal is to use a petite body to rapidly strike the target's skull, eyes, or throat to achieve a kill.
More flexible than a bullet, yet as swift and fierce as one.
How about changing the name later to: The Hammer and Rapier Combo Bullet Sprites?
(?o?o)??
Miss Sen, the Naming Master, began to let her imagination run wild again.
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