If I was in Mushoku Tensei: Jobless Reincarnation

IIWIMTJR Chapter 3- North God Style

How was Rudeus so bad at this.

Age: 3

"Good morning dad." I don't know why I started calling my parents mom and dad.

"Morning sweetie."

"We've decided that-" CRASH! Paul ran outside without finishing his sentence. I ran upstairs to the magic practice room Rudeus was using. He sat there. A giant hole was in the roof. I forgot about this. WAIT. He's going to get a tutor. THEY WON'T LET ME SWING THE SWORD FOR MORE THAN THREE MINUTES AT A TIME! 

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"Your going to officially start learning north god style." Paul told me.

"Why? Don't get me wrong I'm happy but what changed your mind." I said confused

"I'll explain later. Ready?" He said, avoiding the question.

"Yes."

-----4 hours later-----

My father and I have been fighting for a few hours now.

"Listen, your mother and I made a deal. After your break, the tutor will teach you magic."

"But I want to learn how to use a sword."

"Well, we already told the tutor the plan so..."

"UGH! Fine, when do I start."

"We'll take a brake and then you will start."

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"Good afternoon." Said a purple haired girl

"Hi." I said uninterested

"Er, I'm Roxy. What is your name?"

"Yashikino."

"Ok. Um, we can start with a easy spell."

"..."

"Watch and repeat. Let the great protection of water be on the place thou seekest. I call a refreshing burbling stream here and now. Water Ball." A ball of water shot forward. (sorry about the spacing. Wattpad is being weird.)

"Let the great protection of water be on the place thou seekest. I call a refreshing burbling stream here and now. Water Ball." Nothing happened. "I can't magic."

"Again."

"Let the great protection of water be on the place thou seekest. I call a refreshing burbling stream here and now. Water Ball." Nothing happened. We did this until dinner.

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"So how did it go." Asked Zenith.

"Horrible." Said Rudeus and I.

"How so?"

"I can't do magic." I said

"I can't use a sword." Said my brother

"Well, we have more time tomorrow."

"Ugh." We both said.

322 words. The stories will get longer but I need the action to pick up.