“Keep running your mouth as long as you can.”

“I’m gonna beat you so bad you won’t be able to talk back.”

“You kids, I’m not going to stop you, no matter what, so go ahead and do whatever you want.”

“Thank you, Father!” x2

And so, listening to this conversation, we went to the open-air field where the Kvist family was waiting for us to train in magic.

I tried to remember any single good memory of me with these scum, but, to my surprise, there weren’t any.

All I can recall is being crucified on a stake by my father and being the target of my young brother’s and sister’s magic.

“Ah! Mother!”

“Mother! We are going to practice magic with this trash!”

“Ah, so you came?”

“Yes, I heard kids were going to practice magic here.”

And it looks like my stepmother is here too.

I looked around, wondering why the stars were so neatly aligned. I saw a servant in a maid’s uniform with a familiar face lightly bailing and giving a thumbs up with *punch* at an angle only I could see.

[TLN: Sorry, no idea about this SFX ビッ]

[EDN: I’m guessing it means to ‘beat them up’ air punch]

I don’t know where the h**l she learned that… From me, I guess?

“So, what are the rules? Until one of us gives up, is that correct?”

Anyway, I’ll set a trap.

Knowing it’s these scums, they will bite without realizing that this is a trap.

“Ha? Are you stupid? Of course, it’ll continue once both sides agree.”

“That’s right. The game will end only when both sides are satisfied. Even if you want to quit, as long as we don’t want to, it’ll continue!”

“You’re an older brother, don’t be so pathetic as to give up early on your younger brother or sister, you hear that? I will punish you after the training is over if you do.”

“Well, act like a son of mine and become a toy for my beautiful children!”

“I understand. So, if one side is satisfied and another isn’t, the game will continue unless both sides agree the game will not end, is that correct?”

Ahhh, I’m so glad these guys are idiots.

Now I can do it until I’m satisfied.

“I told you so!”

“Stop repeating the same thing over and over again!”

“You’re a real hard-headed piece of trash, you know?”

“Fuh, you kids hurry, better go and smash this filthy creature.”

With the background music of my family’s presence declaring so, I cast a certain magic contract.

“Indeed, now that I have your word, I will make a contract with you by means of Contract Magic. If one side breaks the conditions, they’ll become a slave of the other. If you do not want to become slaves, you must never break the rules you just agreed to.”