Episode 21. This Should Be Easy (1)
Isaac had no idea who Shuri was.
But then the door opened.
"What? This bastard is supposed to be my rival?"
Rival.
This punk.
Those two words alone were enough to understand the whole situation.
Enough, you ask?
First: If he's calling himself a rival, he's clearly not an ally.
Second: Why should I be nice to someone who calls others 'this bastard'?
Having made his judgment, Isaac immediately threw his golden rattle.
If he's an enemy anyway, who cares?
Might as well turn him into another one of my toys, right?
But the one whose face got smashed seemed to have a different story.
Shuri, holding his reddened face, grabbed Isaac by the collar.
"Hey! Do you know who I am?!"
Who else could you be?
Isaac had already figured out his identity and made a bored face.
Some priest's brat—not that I care—but a kid just barging in alone?
Must be part of the household. Considering his words, age, and gender... only one answer:
'Saint Candidate.'
The clincher? His brown hair and blue eyes.
A spitting image of that bald bastard I've been seeing everywhere until now.
So we're cousins then?
And look—he already had paralysis holy magic ready on his hand when we met.
Clearly came here to mess with me.
Good enough reason to hit him, no?
Thwack!
Shuri's head snapped back again.
"Argh!"
The heavy golden rattle began mercilessly smashing into Shuri's face once more.
Suddenly getting beaten up by his infant cousin upon first meeting, Shuri screamed in shock.
This made no sense to him.
A baby starts hitting people the moment they enter the room?
Wait... what's going on?
'Why is that rattle flying back after I threw it... Wham!'
The golden rattle that had smashed Shuri's head came flying back to Isaac like a boomerang.
"Wha—what?! Why's it coming back?! It was just here!"
Shuri couldn't comprehend this situation, but Isaac just grinned.
Yeah, you wouldn't understand.
Actually, Whisper was retrieving the rattle. And while at it, delivering some extra hits too.
But to a kid, it would just look like the rattle moving on its own...
"What?! Why's it moving by itself?! What is this?! There's nobody there!"
Shuri instinctively sensed something and tried to grab at empty air. Isaac grinned wider as he kept hitting his cousin with glee.
'Grab what? Go drink some more mother's milk first.'
Just as Shuri underestimated Isaac as a mere baby, Isaac found this guy equally easy and useful.
