My Skills Are Too Strong to Be a Heroine

"... oneechan, are you okay?"

Nah

Oniichan is strong, too.

Haruharu

"... but I'm glad, Tori, one won't be empty tonight without that sister! Eat your hungry meal!

Refill ~

Gachan, the sound of the Japanese sword falling to the ground sounded, and the young brother looked back at me and held his mouth and took a breath.

I don't really look like such a strange world suspense is about to start...

After returning to Sensei Saibara's workshop and having an unspeakable reunion with Isle and Tori who were playing at the house, the three of us were found at dinner surrounded by an enclosure. It goes without saying that I kept the place where I wanted to have three refills for dinner in a crying cup.

After dinner, I was told that I had free time for tomorrow's finals, so I scattered around, but I sat face to face in the studio alone. With Professor Shibora.

What's the story?

In a dimly lit room where only the sound of the fire powder in the surrounding furnace echoed, the quiet pressure emitted by Professor Shibora was tingling and painful. No, the numbness of the feet that occurred in a few seconds while sitting down was tingling and painful. However, when I stretched my spine and inhaled, I put my forehead on the floor vigorously and took a seating system.

Give me your sword.

"No."

Answer now!

"Yeah, I knew it!

But please, I'll do anything!

"Don't say anything lightly."

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"You're just a kid who hasn't barely held a knife. Too forgiving to hold a sword."

"I thought so too, but I was awakened by various circumstances!

You can now chop Iaichi thousand pieces, chop more than 80 times a minute, or slash a ball that comes flying at high speed!

I need a stronger weapon to defeat the Demons! Please ~ I'll take care of it ~ "

The teacher exhaled to plead with a covenant (I didn't say I would keep it) that I would endure up to two refills of rice ~ ~.

"... you certainly have good eyes. I was right about the white snow."

Residual snow?

The teacher looks silently at the beautiful Japanese sword on the wall.

It was the sword that I fell in love with yesterday. It was a teacher's masterpiece with a bright white snowflake.

"It was a young time when the sword was still swinging... at the top of the northern Magic Snow Peak, the snowmelt water was used for quenching and cooling the sword. The snow falling on this mountain is blended with pure magic. That sword penetrated it deeply.

It's called "Bond" and "Snow Remains."

"Demon Knife..."

While shaking away the wickedness of the shaved ice that comes into your brain, you tremble without feeling intimidated.

The teacher removes the sword from the wall with a ladder that stood on the wall and gives it to me.

The beautiful mirror-like blade, however, did not reflect anything on its body, but was just white, and the crest of the blade depicted a quiet wave like heavy snow.

Stay ready.

"Are you sure?

Wow, don't hesitate to reach out to the handle and try to hold it with both hands. Very light, but this is a good sword. I don't know if it was due to the memories of the love book, but I was sure of it. I'm sure this residual snow was waiting to be shaken. I feel that way.

"You feel nothing?"

"Eh... well, why do you know, I'd like to try something out, but there's only Cyborg Sensei here!?

"... don't use it to kill people."

With a half-eyed glance, the teacher talks softly.

"The Demon Sword nests in people's bad emotions... so I've decided that the rest of the snow can only be given to someone with a truly clean and disciplined steel spirit, or a fool who doesn't feel anything.

I didn't expect to meet you here.... "

"Um, just so you know, the former, right?

"But it's strange, you guys...."

It was so gorgeously ignored.

"... it seems that you are individuals but have someone else's will in you.

That swordsman boy had the courage and ruthlessness of a warring king who had ruled the country with many knights.

And that kid had the unusual quaintance of being able to change things like a sum up of his charms.

And you, like the one who strengthens himself and competes and raises his limits, have an immeasurable straight line of "Hitamu" and an unforgettable exploratory mind that doesn't even save lives.

A human being, at that age, has properties that are never possible. I don't know how. "

Hee, hee, is that so?

Sebastian, I'm sorry...!!

Why do I notice the presence of the top athletes and Xtreme Challengers engraved in my book of love... horror.

I was standing ovation in my heart in a hurry.

"... that's why I'm going to entrust you with it. You can't fight anymore, you can't protect anything. Instead, I want you to shake the snow and cut off the dark clouds on this island."

The teacher lowered his head slightly and asked me to raise my face.

"Um, even if you don't ask me, I'll do my best! Because I'm a brave man!

For the first time in my salute pose, the teacher smiled slightly.

"Go home alive. I'll eat as much as I want."

and inspired more than anything else. Do it!

I decided to go out for a little walk in order to leave my teacher alone in the workshop who wanted to polish the snow. I don't see anyone else nearby, I wonder where they went....

Hmm?

As she glanced at the shaking sound of the leaves, she saw the coral-colored hair familiar in the bamboo forest. Qingchun.

Take something in both hands and dive deep into the bamboo grove. Where are we going? I was in a hurry to go after the baggage, so I thought I'd help you carry it.

When Haruka reached a slightly open sunny space in the bamboo forest, he stopped, knelt down and lowered his head.

…………

It was a tomb. A simple graveyard with uneven stone markers. It was a graveyard for seven.

When Haruk-kun opens his eyes, he gives flowers from the dirt that he brings to his grave.

I went quietly next door and helped arrange flowers together. [M]

"Senpai Aria?

Qingchun was a little surprised, and then he looked sad and ecstatic.

"I picked up the bones, collected them, and dug and buried them. I wanted to make it more splendid... but now it's the only way."

Turning to all the flowers, Qingchun gently looked up at heaven. [M]

"I will definitely avenge you. Even if it was a fight... it would be my punishment for surviving alone."

With an unexpected face, she swallows her teeth.

That expression didn't suit him at all, so I pinched my nose. Fugga, your dumb voice leaks.

"Qingchun isn't bad.

I mean, I tried to help, but they told me to run, didn't they? Then I can't help it. "

Haruk-kun held his nose down and opened his eyes to the question, "How do you know?"

"I'm sure these people will, too. Takao will probably do the same.

Qingchun is a good boy. "

Qingchun is smart, so you must have understood. [M]

When you fought the demons and lost your chance, it would be better for this island to go home alive than to abandon your people and face it all.

But for whatever reason, survival is hard for the person. Not to mention being kind.

I think it's good that Haruk-kun was saved, so I gently put my hands on the graves of the brave seven.

After that, Qingchun's head falls down with a difficult face that doesn't fall into his heart, stroking it well.

Qingchun looked at me in surprise. [M]

"... I'm not takin 'off right now."

"Eh? Yeah, but that's what I wanted to do... Was that bad?

"... I can't do it anymore."

Before long, Qingchun cried silently without a voice. [M]

If you say, "I'm a man," you can cry.

I thought it was hard for a boy, but I was just stroking his hair, which wasn't fluffy or moffy, until I was finished.

When I returned to the workshop with Haruk-kun, who covered his red eyes with his shameful hands, I heard a pleasant voice from the front of the shop and stopped.

I managed to hide in the bamboo, and Izuru, Tori and Takao were all excited.

Takayuki kicked a small ball made of leather while being looked up by his two brothers and showed off his lifting with dexterity.

"Amazing oniichan, 100th time!! Kahhh!! Hey, Tori, that's amazing!

"Wow, wow!

"Haha, I've come to another world and I haven't been able to practice for a long time, so I don't think I can do it anymore, but I remember it unexpectedly..."

When Takao kicked the ball up high, he put it on his head brilliantly and now headed to show it.

Wow! And my brothers cheered, and even the big Tori jumped and complained of excitement loudly.

I remember one person. An after-school soccer practice area that I used to sneak up on from afar.

Takao always worked hard. I feel like I miss my daily routine, which kind of went far away.

"... hee, you're so cunning. If only my face was good, I could still win....."

Qingchun stared at Takao and pointed his mouth in a mood. [M]

"... Tori would talk awkward to a three-year-old. He was originally like my brother - he was so chatty.

There are so many things that I've been silent about... but once this island is restored, I'm sure it'll be as funny as before. "

Yikes, I can't lose a lot!! Suddenly, I jumped and Takao dropped the ball.

Then, with his eyes facing each other, he lowered his eyebrows and smiled with a kind of smell. Oh, I knew I liked it.

Good luck with that! And I shouted no less loudly than Qingchun.