Deep in the woods, the silence was broken by the rhythmic whoosh of a wooden blade. a five-year-old girl with striking orange eyes and skin as clear as glass, swung her sword again and again. Sweat soaked her hair and matted it to her forehead. She was exhausted, her small muscles aching, but she refused to stop.
That idiot,her grip tightening on the wooden hilt.
Today also, he didn't come to practice. Whenever I ask him to train with me, he just refuses.
In a sudden burst of five-year-old fury, she struck a nearby tree with a loud thwack! "Idiot! Lazy bastard! Arrogant fool!" she shouted into the trees. "I hate you! I hate you!"
Scolding him under her breath, she stomped through the forest toward home. She reached the door and pushed it open with a huff. "I am home!"
From the kitchen, the warm scent of a home-cooked meal greeted her. Her mom looked up from the stove, smiling. "Welcome back, sweetie."
she tossed her practice swords onto the table. "Where did that idiot go?" she asked, her voice sharp with annoyance.
Her mom, busy tasting the food, replied calmly, "I don't know."
This beautiful women is my mom karla we live in kadiya village in the domain of rayam clan.
"Fine. I'm going to take a bath," Sara muttered.
"Be quick! Dinner is ready," her mom called after her.
As Sara soaked in the tub, she couldn't stop her thoughts from racing.
That bastard... he never listens to me. He always skips training. Does he think he doesn't need it? Ahh, it's a waste even thinking about him.
After getting dressed, she returned to the dining table and slumped into her chair. "Mom, I'm hungry!"
"Coming, sweetie!"
Suddenly, a bedroom door creaked open. her brother stepped out, stretching his arms and letting out a long, lazy yawn.
"Me too," he chirped with a joyful grin. "I'm so hungry!"
His sister with anger "Where did you go you idiot"
her brother looked away from his sister's glare, acting nonchalant. "I am a busy man, you know," he said, his voice full of mock importance.
"Busy my ass!" Sara snapped. "You always skip training and spend your time wandering around the streets!"
"Sweetie, speak properly with your brother," their mother interrupted gently.
Sara crossed her arms. "Fine. Do whatever you want. I don't care."
her brother laughed and reached over, patting Sara's head. "Don't be angry, my little demon."
"Don't mess with my hair!" she shouted, swatting his hand away.
her brother only laughed louder. "But I like it, little demon!"
Sara looked at him with a dead-serious face. "I am not a demon. You are the Demon King, you lazy bastard!"
As Rajas's loud laughter filled the room, Sara watched him silently.
This irresponsible bastard is my brother. Always wandering the streets with other kids and causing a racket. To put it simply... he's an idiot. Everyone thinks he is irresponsible. But no. I know what he is capable of, even if he will never agree with me.by the way this demon king is named as rajas 7 years old capable of nothing idiot.
her brother while eating " sara stop glaring at me"
"Oh ok "
Oh sorry I forgot to introduce myself my name sara iam five years old my dream is to become best swordsman in rayam clan .but He..... I think he have no hope for becoming anything
sara looked at her brother and her mother, feeling a sudden wave of warmth.but still, this is my sweet family.