Beginning with disqualification, the Growing Magic Guide Road! - Spell Development Sometimes War Journal

- And, uh, I think I was having a nostalgic dream.

It's not based on my past experience, it's what happened when I experienced that man's life.

It was the experience of that man when he went to work on his residency.

The location is an indoor athletic field in a private sports centre in the city. There were classes of living together several times a week, only in the evening hours, but in the form of bringing together members of the community to provide instruction, they were recruiting students.

Visiting here varies not only from experienced people, but also from children who come into contact with something called the Living Way for the first time, to those who learn as extensions of the Kendo, to those who visit for spiritual upbringing.

The man, too, had learned something called this abode since he was as old as he is now for mental training and study.

In it, I remember very well the occasional but unusual old man showing his face.

Beards and hair intersect with more gray hair, with a strong grey impression than white.

He is physically fit and sharp enough to match the word old man.

Though I could not doubt that I had walked down the sword path due to the body made in and the signs of sword swallowing.

But if you're not a member, you're not a mentor.

Nonetheless, the more he shows his face, the older members of the faculty will always treat him as an eye-catcher, and the more he reveres.

Then I wondered if he also had it at the level of abode and kendo, and such a position was at all, but also a very strange person, a very master at the arm.

... It is possible that people from the ancient martial arts who rebuilt after the war, or members of the emerging swordsmanship, were refreshed to ask their mentors about the area.

However, I don't think there's any doubt that I didn't do the swordplay for real.

The Kendo thing is influenced by the idea of Zen Road, but I couldn't see those shadows at all in that old master's attitude toward the sword.

Despite his face in the archery of his abode, he is as glitzy as a white blade from which he has been stripped.

Keep your mind calm. In the sheath, contrary to the way in which the pursuit of sum was supreme, it was as if the beast's likeness of danger could always be glimpsed.

Because of that, the mentors said with all their mouths, "Pay no respect, don't listen to what you have to say".

One day the archdeacon asked the old man.

"- What do you mean, mind?

"Yes. I've been wondering. Still, I was wondering if Mr. Immovable would know."

"Is that it? That's common in comics. Look him in the eye, but he says he can see the other guy's movements."

"You don't think I can ever do that, do you? 'Cause you have to look at it with your eyes. I'm talking about how you figure out how they move. That doesn't make sense, does it?

"That's right. I can't believe I can still see the other guy's movements. That's what psychics can do."

"Right. So I was wondering what it was like. You know what I mean?

"Right. The first thing I would say with my sword is that I would predict the next move from the opponent's current movement. He who sees it from around him sees it as if he sees it with his mind's eyes… that would be the general mind's eye"

"So does it mean that some minds and eyes are not common?

"Bye. It's the mind eye that controls them, but what we call the mind eye is to guess what's in their mind from their current state."

"In my heart."

"That's right. The movement and shaking are not just physical movements. It also comes out of the expression, sweating, breathing, eye movements, all sorts of things. Guess what he's thinking right now. If you know what he's thinking right now, then naturally, you'll know what to do next."

"You sound like a psychologist."

"Maybe so. That's all they read in their minds in battle. But there's only one thing for sure."

"What's that?

"This mind-eye technique means it's not a technique to see what's visible. The technology to capture the invisible is the original mind and eye."

……

"That could be the psychology of the person you were just saying, or an extension of a motion you haven't seen yet, or possibly a radio wave. All in all, that's how they perceive something invisible."

"I mean, people who can do that get more information than we do."

"Right. To beat a guy like that, we have to have the same thing this way. The same information they're getting, the information they don't know, and the power to override that information."

"... you're talking about winning and losing again"

"You know what I'm asking you, right? Isn't that what happens when you talk to me?"

"That's right... Mr. Shimayama, you haven't heard, have you?

"It's late. They're just looking at you talking to me. This must be the same flow that pissed you off when you pulled out the other side."

"Haha, another novel...... do it"

"... that's your illness. That's curiosity. I guess that's why you're the master at that age."

"It doesn't really make me feel any better."

"Well, yes. That's what staying together is all about. If you want visible improvement, you can do it in Kendo for adults. If you are rubbed every day by a human with the same purpose, you will be strong even if you don't like it. If you hit a good leader, you're a moneymaker."

"Then tell me again. Like before this, that, what was it? The one who throws and takes his opponent's sword. That looks good, doesn't it? The, feel like knifeless."

"I've told you many times that that wasn't Kendo. If you want to do that, watch it in a comic book or a movie. Can you talk to me?

"It's like being angry already is definite, and it's okay."

... Is the after-effect of the laughter you hear your own or someone else's?

The dream I just had was a reminiscence of such an act.

When the man was auditioning, whenever the old man showed up at the sports center, he heard stories like he wouldn't get from a regular audition if he went to talk to him.

Techniques not found in kendo or living roads, also known as evil swords in some places.

On the other hand, a mindset so flimsy that it can also be called madness against the sword.

The man is probably the same, but I think the old man was a hell of a man too.

He wore the sword technique all the way through, and when it came to workouts, he was so extreme that he was just barebacking from the front.

The more such an old master obscures the answer, the more unclear is its mind and eye.

And that man, too, could not reveal the identity of that heart-to-heart thing.

"... I can't. You don't make too much sense. The technology. Oh, my God. He said to get invisible information. You mean you feel it from outside of the five senses?

Head flabby, eyes half open. Get your upper body out of bed while you're asleep and speak to yourself like that.

Unfortunately, I don't have the ability to receive poisonous or monstrous waves like that guy.

There is an insane monster around his father's brother who can sense something similar to that, such as a state-owned demon mentor, but I can't help thinking about that anymore, so I'll put that aside.

In the first place, that's the story in the first place. The skill of the sword itself is still in the upper realm of the man. Physical ability and combat experience should already be above this one, but there are still a number of sword moves that that that man can't do to himself for some reason.

Despite the fact that your physical abilities (potential) are already higher.

(Kanagai couldn't do that guy, but he can't do luck swords or foot lifting for some reason)

The man moves, I remember firmly. Because that is a peculiar experience of a chase experience, I remember it in my body, but it still seems different whether I can or can't.

It is well understood that technology and skill are separate from physical abilities.

With a knife, I guess I can practice a little more stepping in, but I can't help but leave you alone.

"I figured I should make something that looked just like the shape..."

Naturally, it would be difficult to reproduce the knife.

In this world, iron can take quality things, so you may not have to bother to build steel from sand iron, but the biggest problem is making a knife. Ultra-tech around there, I can't help myself as an amateur.

Combine several types of iron to create a sashimi that combines strength and hardness.

Make a difference in the tension that occurs in rapid cold to create an inversion.

Just watching videos and reading books doesn't even make sense.

What you can realistically make would be a simulated knife or bamboo light. It will become what should also be called a simulation knife for a simulation knife, but the archery will be able to do so.

I wish there was at least a patterned knife in this world that resembled a Japanese knife.

Outside the door, Noah can be heard.

"Arcs, are you awake?

"Oh! I just woke up!

"It's time for you to get ready. We may not make it to your appointment."

"Oh, my God, it's that day"

I remember hearing Noah say it was the day I went to the dojo of fine swordsmanship.

It is also new to my memory that Charlotte invited me during the celebration.

We had a couple of exchanges since then, made adjustments to the daylight schedule, and this is how we decided to schedule it.

After all the preparations, such as dressing, washing, eating, etc., at the front door.

"Dear Arcs, is your left arm okay?

"I'm just going to do some fine swordsmanship, so I think I'll probably be fine. I'll take it with me for once."

That's what I say, rock a long bag vertically. The contents are, naturally, wooden swords for fine swordsmanship and wooden knives.

"Don't be too pushy. Please take care of it as long as you can because it hasn't fully healed yet."

"Oh. Thanks"

To Noah, who worries me, I left him to go and leave the mansion behind.

Through the boulevard, to the border with the district where the aristocrats live.

Eventually, when we arrived at the site where there was a kendo yard of fine swordsmanship, there was a familiar figure near the gate.

It's Charlotte.

He would have waited for me because he had told me the approximate date and time beforehand.

The outfit is made up of simple protective equipment for easy moving outfits, with nothing gorgeous and no ornaments attached. Long, light brown hair is put together in the back to keep it out of the way.

You can say the exact opposite of the impression you had at the celebration that it was like a deep-window maid (Jacqueline).

Charlotte doesn't even care about waiting, standing still is a calm thing.

Getting close to her like that makes me smile fluffy.

"Mr. Arcs. Welcome."

"Best wishes today... not"

Rewording it like it was in a hurry, Charlotte looks awkwardly out of sight first.

I guess she also remembered the time of the celebration. I seem to remember properly when I was drunk, with a slight but dyed face.

"Ko, don't worry too much about what happened before this. Forget it if you can."

About that time, they recognize Charlotte as a faulty, too.

Either way, if you ask me to forget that.

"So, how do we talk?

"You can't do that. That's like I said before, when you two are together, talk normally."

"Okay."

In the end, that settled the matter.

After that, I exchanged a word or two and Charlotte led me to the Kendo Yard grounds.

The land is taken more widely than I thought, and there are a number of buildings that look like kendo fields.

... The dojo of fine swordsmanship is the headquarters of what is in the king's capital, and most humans who learn swords in the king's capital come here to learn swords.

Dojo students are not only nobles and their children, but also common people, such as soldiers and the sons of powerful merchants.

So you're dividing the Kendo field between civilian and aristocratic so that there's no unnecessary trouble?

Eventually, we reach the dojo used by the noble children.

In the slated room, several swordsmen had already worn protective gear and met.

Because fine swordsmanship is used in action, archaeology imagined something rougher, but so on. Is it because it is a place where nobles come and go around?

The use of wooden swords, the thickness of protective equipment, the way they move, the more they differ, the air flickers the practice of fencing.

I was concerned that there were surprisingly many young people in Kendo.

Asking Charlotte about the area, Dojo students of some age are at work, so they are nowhere but holidays or nights.

Fine swordsmanship is dominated by penetration, so it meets with a rounded cloth on the tip of the sword.

The place to aim is full of carcasses so there's no danger.

As he enters the dojo with Charlotte, a nearby dojo student stops and greets her.

Around there, it's probably because she's still a Soja lady.

In the meantime, I felt a tingling gaze.

From whom, and from where, it is impossible to tell at first sight.

If you insist, it's from the whole perimeter.

…………

Does the atmosphere stuck in the dojo make you feel that way just because of your gaze of attention?

If not, why the hell should I be directed at such a gaze?

I look around the dojo lightly and remember a few questions there.

Now that it was in public, I asked Charlotte while being careful what she said.

"Doesn't look like you have more instruction?

If you look closely, the dojo students just meet clutterfully and have no human appearance to oversee.

Normally, I think these places are what the instructor is glaring at, but isn't it?

Then,

"I'm off at breaks and meetings for the most part."

I get that answer back.

Apparently, it was a good fit just now when I was removing it.

Talking to her, she passes among the dojo students and goes to the corner of the dojo.

Define it as an archaeological place and take out the wooden sword for fine sword art.

"Mr. Arcs, don't you wear protective gear?

"Huh? Oh, yes. I've never practiced like that before."

"Really?

"Yes, Uncle, I prefer intense archaeology."

Around here, Crave is Spartan. He seems to have a creed that he won't remember if it doesn't hurt, and no use of protective equipment in the audition.

If he was still injured, he had taken the method of using the magic of treatment to heal him.

Thanks to you, I learned quite a bit about how to measure, deflect and sneak in time, and this helped me considerably in the Battle of Dusseia.

"My left arm hasn't healed yet, so I don't know if there's anything ugly about you, if you'll forgive me"

"Yeah. Never mind, I'm just gonna put my sword together for a second. 'Cause if you haven't touched it at all, it'll blunt your mind."

"Yes."

Humans, if you don't move, you can't move, and you blunt your mind.

Besides, auditioning in these places can be exciting.

Originally she also knows her body is not adequate. You just wouldn't be thinking about making a serious arrangement or anything like that, and there's no such bare gesture of fact.

If this is just fine swordsmanship, I can handle it. The kingdom-style swordsmanship is one-handed. The left hand just balances the body, so you can fight quite a bit without having to use it.

I guess this is how she invited me, considering all that.

So, shall we flush it gently first?

I tried to match my swords face to face, that's when.

Two, one of the dojo students came this way early.

"Dear Charlotte. Master Ian is here for you."

…… Your brother?

"Yes, I heard you were in a hurry..."

"I wonder what's wrong? He said he'd show his face later."

When Charlotte turns her confused gaze, Dojo students nod with a strange face.

The gaze is uncertain, and I can see the color on my face that seems somewhat unexpected, but, well, what's wrong?

Charlotte seems to wonder too, but if they call me, I seem to have to go.

"Arcs, I'm sorry. I'm going to take my seat off for a moment. Wait a little while."

"Yes. Welcome aboard"

When she lowers her head to Charlotte, she leaves the dojo with her protective gear and wooden sword at the end.

And it was right after her back disappeared into the hallway.

Some of the dojo students stopped their hands and gathered themselves together.

... Perhaps it's not my fault that I felt my tingling gaze intensified earlier.

The guarded dojos quickly surrounded me.

"What's this? What the hell is it?

When he looked around and asked them, one young man answered.

"You're my fiancée under Master Charlotte. Right. Deprecated."

"... yeah, well"

"On which side did such a man step down into this dojo? He said he didn't even learn the sword in the dojo..."

"This is how I visited the dojo today because I was invited by Master Charlotte?

"I don't care about that"

"Ha..."

The logic was stuck.

That would mean you don't have ears or anything to hear from the beginning.

You just want to complain... no, then there's no such thing as surrounding and intimidating.

"I'll see if you're qualified enough to come to the dojo."

"Try..."

I'm guessing this is also about rubbing the man the lady brought in straight away.

I see, that means Charlotte was called by her brother earlier, which seems to be their manipulation.

Although it is common practice for busy newcomers to be coached through intense archery, this one is a guest and younger.

I wonder how it is to intimidate such people in this way, but is it because of the hint that Charlotte brought them, or because of the possession of those who are learning fine swordsmanship?

I guess the identity of the tingling signs is still slanderous.

I don't know what a situation this is.

Today I have the option of saying no and running away - this could be a good opportunity.

How much is my sword now?

To what extent is it in position compared to the Kingdom standard?

Knowing that wouldn't be a bad idea.

I put a wooden sword for fine swordsmanship in the bag and take out the oak 'wooden knife' instead.

This is what I've been letting woodworkers make for some time now.

I've been ordering for a long time, but this time I finally got something that looked good.

I brought it to Charlotte for once, but I never thought I'd let her decorate such a first line.

Speaking of anxiety elements in using this, I would still be unable to use my left arm.

Since the left hand is almost incapable of exerting force, it will only be balanced with accompaniment.

And since even fine swordsmanship can be impending, it is necessary to be careful not to do so.

"Thank you," he put up a wooden knife, thinking that this would be quite restrictive, etc.