When my hand was suddenly grabbed, I was surprised and swung, aiming for the opponent's neck. The other person ducked and, at the same time, pulled my arm to disrupt my center of gravity to avoid the swing. Then, the opponent smoothly put their foot between my legs, twisted it to make me fall, and bent my arm behind my back.

"Ugh!" I almost fell with a pained groan from my arm being bent, but I barely managed to remain standing by putting strength in my legs.

"I may be old, but you're still no match for me in close combat."

At the familiar voice, I said with a playful smile, "Ouch, that hurts, Aunt."

I'm not kidding; it really hurt. I was rather confident in my physical strength, but with my aunt putting me in a joint lock, I couldn’t get out of it at all. Indeed, one had to have several times the strength of the person holding the joint to escape using pure muscle. However, Aunt Talaria's strength was 1.5 times stronger than mine, so I didn't have the ability to escape.

"Who told you to attack without even looking at your opponent?" Aunt put more strength into the hold and lifted my bent arm.

"Keuk! It hurts. I'm sorry."

Normally, I would have escaped with magic, but that was...