083: Swing

December 16, 2020 - 7 minutes read - 1320 words

I went to my secret base house for the first time in a long while today. It was nice to spend time in the mansion, but the weather was so nice today I had to spend time outside.

I climbed a tree nearby to check the thickness and toughness of a large branch. I’m not worried the branch breaking under my weight, I bet Asmo could walk along it without it breaking. Well, maybe I’m not so sure. He did break the ice last winter, and it should have been frozen to a reasonable depth. Well, Asmo isn’t going to be here, so we’ll be fine.

I pull out a seat and rope using Spatial Magic. I bet you can see where I’m going, I’m building a swing. I wrap two ropes around the convenient branch then thread the seat through the hanging ropes. When the seat is adjusted to the correct height, tie knots so the seat stays at that height. There aren’t any convenient fittings to fasten the ropes, and I’m unsure of the weight limit. A child should be light enough, so I should be fine.

I just want to sit and lightly swing. When the ropes are carefully tied off, I hop onto the seat. I feel a slight lean, so I climb the tree and adjust the ropes a bit. After a few more rounds of adjustments, the balance seems good. I tried some small swings, the branch isn’t moving at all. This tree is pretty strong.

Since preparations are done, I start swinging. It feels good to have the indescribable floating feeling. It’s like I’ve become a bird. When I start to swing a bit more vigorously, the scenery feels like’s rising and falling. The wind feels good as I go back and forth.

I think back to a memory from my previous life when I was walking back from work one day. I saw an older man sitting on a swing in the park, he was being pushed by a group of kids. It seems they thought it funny that an adult was on the swing, but his expression was weary. He must have been overworked to near death, he must have been having a mental breakdown. Is it fun to ride a swing after a long time?

“What are you doing?” Eleanora

I had been swinging for a while, so I was about to go and read one of the book I picked up in the royal capital. When I looked to my sister’s voice, I saw her standing next to the tree.

The trees near the house are cut down, so it’s hard to hide and easy to spot others. Besides, Eleanoa’s auburn hair stands out.

“Well, it’s a swing?” Al

When I answer, Eleanora comes over.

“Hmm, swing?” Eleanora

She looks at it with interests and tries swinging the seat using the rope.

“You keep making these strange things.” Eleanora

Don’t call them strange things, but that’s not what I’m worried about. What is my sister going to do? Does she want more sword practice? Well, she doesn’t have a wooden sword and is wearing a dress today.

“Why has Eleanora come out here?” Al

“I saw Al leaving the mansion earlier, so I decided to go outside too” Eleanora

“So, in other words, you followed me” Al

“I thought I would do it since I was free today, but when I was following your trail, your footprints disappeared. What kind of trick did you use?” Eleanora

“I entered stealth along the way, ah” Al

This is so dangerous, even if I Transfer, Eleanora can still find me? Also, she was able to notice when I transfer, do I need to limit where it do it?

“So, when you took a walk, you thought I would be over here?” Al

“That’s it” Eleanora

For some reason, Eleanora replies by pushing out her thin chest.

“That hurt!” Al

“Oh, sorry” Eleanora

Eleanora had pulled the rope toward her then released it to hit me. It it because I was thinking unflattering thoughts? It may have not be intentional by the expression on her race. Normally, she would say things like ‘my woman’s intuition told me to hit you’. I don’t think it’s nice to be that way, it can be pretty painful.

“So~, how you do you play with this? Do you just sit on it?” Eleanora

“No, there’s more to it than that. Well, it is nice to just sit sometimes.” Al

I got off and let her sit down, at which point she shouted ‘Huh?’.

“Ah, you’re off balance, move to the left.” Al

“Oh, that’s better” Eleanora

I enjoyed the swing to my satisfaction, so I obediently handed over the seat. Eleanora quickly figured out and started to swing. She’s a clever girl, Thor would have just said something like ‘How to you do it?’.

“Hmm, this is interesting” Eleanora

“Right?” Al

Eleanora seems to be pleased with the swing. She uses her feet dexterously to gain momentum and accelerate. As she swings, her ponytail swings as well.

“I’m tired of doing it myself, push me” Eleanora

Have you already descended to that point? She’s an older sister who is good at getting her younger siblings to serve her.

I move behind Eleanora and put my hands on her back as she approached me, then I push along with gravity.

“Oh, I’m going higher now” Eleanora

“That’s because I’m pushing you” Al

When I push hard on her back, Eleanora makes a squeaking sound.

“Are you weak to pushes?” Al

This it getting out of hand, I bet she would kill me if I said she was heavy.

“I can hear you!” Eleanora

When I tried to push her again, she twisted around and knocked me on my head. She’s a dextrous and violent older sister.

Isn’t she going to get bored soon? My arms are getting tired, so it would be nice if she would get bored.

“That’s enough” Eleanora

After that, I felt liberated, maybe my wish was answered. Unfortunately, it looks like it was just a whim. When Eleanora reached the end of her arc, she jumps off the swing. Why can’t she get off normally? It’s not very dangerous, but it’s still somewhat exhilarating. Eleanora’s ponytail flutters as she lands.

Since I was tired from pushing Eleanora, I sat back down on the swing.

“Oof” Al

When I sat down for a rest, Eleanora smiled. She has on an expression that means she has a dangerous idea. Her eyes are shining brightly as she rushes over and goes behind me. Are you going to push me in a reckless manner?

I opened my mouth to ask her to be careful, but they she jumped up onto the seat with me. She grabbed the ropes and started to swing.

“Two-at-a-time?” Al

“Let’s go for it!” Eleanora

Eleanora happily used her feet to swing both of us. The weight of two children bears down on the swing, and the rope starts to make worrying sounds.

“Eleanora, if we use the swing at the same time, it’s too heavy” Al

“Are you saying I’m heavy? If that’s what you’re going for, I’ll drop my fist on your head.” Eleanora

I said the two of were too heavy together, either of us would be fine alone. But she’s already decided on a goal, so she won’t listen. Dang

“Now the branch is making scary noises?!” Al

“It’s all in your mind!” Eleanora

In the end, the branch and ropes didn’t break, so we enjoyed the swing together. Eleanora eventually had enough fun. I agonized over every creak of the branch or ropes.

The next day, Rumba came by the mansion with some torn rope and the seat.

“Was this Al’s? It’s broken…” Rumba

“Obviously it’s going to break! That was only meant for children, not brawny adventurers!” Al