Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

While Derris and Arezel were talking black during their journey on the airship, another room had gathered disciples in hot talk. Yona, Chinatsu, Knife and Zeta are in the midst of laying their cushions on the floor and spreading their thoughtful treats.

"You were funny to have all sorts of things, Damaya!

"It felt like we were putting it in a tight place until we never needed it at Ardell Heights... I don't know what to say. Is the whole city a theme park?

"Even before Arezelle became president of the World Federation of Commerce, it was a city where transactions flourished, but it wasn't as glamorous as it is now. I guess with the resort inside the elves, the development of the city was also under way."

"Is it the city of merchants or is it becoming the city of entertainment? You mean every day is a festival, right? I like you better that way!

Yonada blossoms in memorabilia in the golden city of Damaya and soothes in a soothing atmosphere. This is a very pompous mood, showing the opposite of the Derris and the others who are having a pretty rough exchange.

"No, Chinatsu, you got a new weapon, didn't you? Let me have a look."

"Oh, yeah! I'm interested, too."

"Mr. Chinatsu, may I see it?

"Guys, don't be so glaring at me. Ok, ok..."

Losing three stubborn postures that first peeked into his face, Chinatsu took off each sheath of the knife that was lowering to his waist and let it rest on the floor in front of him. Its knife, housed in a white sheath, also centers on white, making it a beautiful dish to look at as it is.

"The knife I've been using will be lowered to the belt of the belt of the hips together as a spare weapon. I used to feel heavy, but now I'm not so restricted."

"Whoa, you're a romantic! Chinatsu, you know!

"With two knives on your hips, you look great after all!

"... actually, I kind of like this style"

Chinatsu exposes his heart as he blushes. After all, as someone who throws himself into Kendo, there may have been something like admiration. Around getting up softly and deciding to pose like a samurai, what do you care about Norinori?

"There are many of them in Gardebaran, and I don't think you'll have a problem with someone as powerful as Mr. Chinatsu. I hear that some people in the world can carry more swords."

"More, more than three? Isn't that unbalanced for boulders...?

"No, I'm not insulting you, are I? Whatever, this world is anything. There might be someone with more arms, like I can manipulate."

"Oh, then Mr. Hund fits in? You had six arms."

"You've already met him!?

"But you didn't use swordsmanship because it was a way of fighting flesh-bomb subjects, did you?

Where the topic of an exotic swordsman has risen there, Chinatsu finally lets him pull that sword out. The body exposed from the sheath was exposed to the light of lighting, and the pale and brilliant emitted an elegant beauty. Clear transparency also seems to evoke vitreous work. Very clear.

"... oh, oh. Somehow, that's so beautiful. For a moment, the weapon got out of my head."

"Yeah, I accidentally fell in love...... Mr. Nell's prute had a bottomless strength, but this knife feels so calm and beautiful. It's not about luxury, it's about... Rin?

"It is. I can only see it as a work of art rather than a knife, and I hesitate to try it out. In fact, it looks like a country built it with all its strength, so you must be spending a lot of time..."

"What is it, by the way, is there a name on the knife?

"Yeah, it was in the crate I was putting this in. It's like," Iwatomi. "Here."

That said, the lid of the crate, Chinatsu showing its back. There, indeed, it was noted as such in Kanji.

"Gardebaran, I wonder if anyone has metastasized apart from us?

"Around writing in kanji, that seems likely..."

Besides, it was a masterful ink.

"But, you know, it's a different name than I imagined. I thought you were going to give it a more obnoxious name, but you said you were going to go through the rocks... Hmm, what does that mean?

"Iwatsu - if translated straight as it is, does that mean a knife that pierces the rock as well?

"You think it's as sharp as that?

"Isn't it actually quicker to try? Chinatsu, you haven't tried to kill him yet, have you? Why don't you try it here?

"Yeah, I'm in a hurry again... what are you going to slash me for? There's no straw around here, is there?

In modern times, trials are often carried out with tatami-wrapped straw, but naturally such things cannot always be available in airships, nor are they in the hands of Chinatsu and others.

"Whoa. You know you could definitely slash Chinatsu's arm for doing that. Harder, that's what you should do like a rock."

"Hard stuff, hard stuff - oh, how about my doggone wand or something?

Zun and Yuna taking the doggan wand out of the porch. I don't have half the compression due to size. Suddenly the strongest opponent of the trial has surfaced.

"Mr. Harna, I was wondering if you could target your weapon..."

"I guess that's all I want to avoid, too. Either way, it's going to end badly..."

"Oh well, I can't think of anything else"

"If you arrive in Al Nova, I think Master Zekt will have most of the stuff for you. Don't you even have to hurry up and do it?

"Right. Perhaps Master Nell would like to see Iwatsu ready for us, and we'll try to kill him later."

Put the knife in the sheath and Chinatsu is done with this topic! And, signatures. The knife was a little dissatisfied, but there was nothing more to complain about.

"Even so, is Chinatsu serious?

"What is it?

"It's time to go back to Japan. I've been looking for them, and now I'm telling you this. If there was such a way, are you seriously going to go home?

"... well, you will"

"I don't have to tell you, I'm not leaving, am I? The world over here is funnier, and I have Derris' husband. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Talking to the knife, Yuna saw slightly the face of Chinatsu, who was listening worryingly. The air, which was gentle, tightens tightly.

"I'm not leaving until I've achieved my goal. I'm not even gonna give up, I guess."

"Yoona..."

The air is heavy. The knife at the top of the note seems to have noticed the weight of the topic I have just said, and the standing position of Yuna and Chinatsu. I guessed a lot more from there, and this was awkward, and a knife trying to twist out the words of the follow rose out of the cushion.

"Ah, uh... Yoona would never change her opinion if she said this, and I think Chinatsu would have to break it better. You don't even know what Chinatsu feels like, do you? But..."

"- So, should I give you something to tell me once you get home? Aunt Kuyuan would believe most of the strange phenomena, and wouldn't that be more reassuring for Yuna?

"To your mother? Um, I don't think you need it, do you?

"Tell him to keep it. This is a decision."

"... Oh, that?

The conversation between the two is somehow lighter than the knife assumed. No, it was too light. Chinatsu doesn't look very troubled, and Yuna looks just like she always does.

"What's the matter, knife? You tell someone, too?

"Yes, no... Chinatsu, aren't you lighter? When you get back to Japan, you won't see Yuna or your master again, will you?

"What? Uh, I see. Yeah, yeah, that's the thing."

Nod alone and convince Chinatsu.

"What are you talking about?

"You know, I thought about it and I changed my mind a little bit."

"What?"

A knife that doesn't understand the situation more and more and more confusing. Chinatsu laughs at her like that as a couscous.

"Knife, you haven't decided how to return anything is a one-way street, have you? I'm looking for a way to get to and from both worlds."

"Ha!? Is there such a way!?

"Come on, I don't know. But it's not unlikely, is it? In the two months since I've been in this world, how many people have I never imagined? It's no wonder there's one person who could do that."

Chinatsu laughs loudly. Did Yuna know about this, too, and she's back exactly as she was in Chinatsu.

"Chinatsu, this is competition! My goal can be achieved first, or Chinatsu will find it first!

"Where I want it!

"... Ma, are you serious"

In conclusion, Chinatsu, troubled by his troubles, had grown quite successfully in spirit.