I Already Know My Magic Power Is Ridiculously High! Now I Just Need a Cute Wife... - Episode 46

“I-I don’t know! I don’t know anything about that!”

I decided to play dumb.

However, Dadinga brushes it off easily.

“This is just modesty. I, who possess magical power, could never have thought of sealing away magic and training only my muscles. Indeed, as expected of the Muscle Evangelist Shalka. You must have a flexible mindset that is different from ordinary people.”

“Hey, wait a minute. Are you trying to make that title stick?”

“No, no, it’s already well-established. When I founded the Muscle Vibration Style, it was only natural to spread the name of Master Shalka, the proponent of its philosophy and principles.”

“What… the hell?”

Dadinga said proudly.

He probably did it thinking it was for the best.

Isn’t it like having the addresses of Showa-era manga artists published in a magazine?

It’s too bothersome, but the fact that they are doing it out of goodwill makes it unbearable.

Shalka, the Muscle Evangelist, huh? The level of sketchiness is off the charts.

Elmia, who was facing forward, looked like she was about to sigh at any moment.

“The Muscle Wave Style has gained support from many fellow martial artists, and now it is also spreading among women. Lady Shalka’s popularity is gradually increasing, and there are even those who wish to be embraced by her once…”

I don’t care about popularity with women, but it’s not like it’s a bad thing to have.

Hmm, there’s a killing intent coming from the front.

“Shalka…?”

Elmia was looking at me with a gaze as if I were trash.

A cold sweat trickle down my back.

That’s right, it’s not good to provoke Elmia with issues related to women.

If we don’t shut Dadinga’s mouth right now.

“Therefore, Lady Shalka, from now on…”

“Alright! Since the party is in full swing, the victory celebration ends here! Dismissed! Feel free to do whatever you want for the after-party!”

I clapped my hands sharply and, in a somewhat reckless manner, announced the end of the victory celebration.

Damn it, how did it come to this?

Wasn’t the plan to cheer up Elmia at the talent show?

Instead of improving your mood, this is making it even worse.

With this, I’m feeling two down emotionally.

I feel like I’ve been put in check, but at this point, there’s no choice but to apologize straightforwardly.

Ah, I want to make up soon…

“Lady Elmia”

“What’s the matter?”

I stopped Elmia in the hallway as she was about to return to her room.

The time was already past nine o’clock.

After this, Elmia will probably take a bath and then sleep in her room.

“Lady Elmia, I apologize for earlier.”

“What exactly are you apologizing for?”

“Hah, I showed you something disgraceful. I am truly, deeply sorry!”

Dadinga.

Without any shame or regard for appearances, the ultimate technique I brought from Earth, the family heirloom.

Elmia’s attendant and Nicoletta are flustered by my behavior.

“……”

“Um, I want to make up with Elmia… I’m such a useless brother, but could you please forgive me?”

I lifted my head and honestly confessed what I was thinking.

“……..Without knowing how I feel……..”

“Huh?”

“Brother, you say that because you feel relieved once you apologize and are forgiven. You have no idea what I’ve been feeling all day today.”

Now that you mention it, I feel like my performance today hasn’t been very good overall.

As a result of doing various unfamiliar things, distortions like this have occurred.

“……Sorry, I was indeed insensitive.”

“The muscle from earlier was saying the same thing. It seems like you must be quite popular with the ladies, brother. Is that why you always go to the town, to do something scandalous?”

“No, that’s a misunderstanding…”

That muscle daddy.

“But you were doing something inappropriate with that maid over there. If you think apologizing will get you back in my good graces, don’t you think you’re being a bit too optimistic, brother?”

“Wait, I didn’t mean to do anything inappropriate… ah.”

I started to say that but then got tongue-tied.

…were you doing?

“You went silent, so you were doing something shady after all, weren’t you? Of course, you were, because you, dear brother, were acting all… all like that…!”

Elmia’s face turns red as if recalling something.

No, I don’t want you to remember it.

That would surely be bad for both of us.

“Eh, Elmia-chan?”

Elmia, with tears in her eyes, is gritting her teeth in frustration.

The magic was—turbulent, like a raging sea.

“I hate you so much, big brother! You pervert!”

“Strange…?!”

Three down, KO.

Elmia walked away quickly.

Suddenly, as they were leaving, I saw something golden being held in their hand.

“I hate you… huh?”

“Um, Lady Shalka, are you okay?”

“Hehe… Ahahaha…”

“……Lady Shalka?”

Nicolette peeks at me with a worried expression.

I was supposed to be the excellent older brother who supported my sister from the shadows.

So now he’s just a perverted brother.

“…No, it’s fine. I just needed to clear my head a bit.”

“Is it true?”

“Ah”

Wanting to make up, I might have been too presumptuous, just as Elmia said.

(In the end, was I only thinking about myself?)

If that’s the case, I’m a bit shocked.

Even so, I thought I was considering the people around me.

I feel like my feet are unsteady.

……Still, simply.

If I were to maintain a consistent principle within myself.

If there’s one thing I don’t want you to misunderstand, it’s this.

――The fact that I care about Elmia more than anyone else.

Even if those feelings are one-sided, it doesn’t matter.

Even if I’m called a perverted brother and hated for it, that’s fine.

However, the opposite is absolutely impossible.

Right now, I just wanted to convey that to Elmia.

(Do all fathers with daughters feel this way?)

No matter how you look at it, the misunderstandings are too intense for them to be considered a parent-child relationship, and the arguments are more akin to a lovers’ quarrel than a parent-child fight.

I’m not confident in dealing with women, but when it comes to that emotionally expressive tomboy princess, I have a bit of know-how.

I am the one who has overcome even the smallest misunderstandings, the tough and painful times, and even the crisis of Ortenos’ destruction, with trust and achievements.

“If you call me a pervert, then I’ll do it in a way that fits.”