Old Kensei rejuvenates and becomes an instructor at a knight training school

Holoro's bad manipulation lies in his inability to feel his photon well.

Despite the enormous amount of photons that go together all the time - even so, there are very few quantities that could actually be used in everyday life and practical training. Though not a problem as an ordinary person, it is deadly as a knight.

If it were possible, it would be in a state where a plug was placed at the spring mouth. Also, if that's what you mean, not now. The plug had been forcibly removed by the impatience that spread around it.

"It's strange... now I know my photon, as clear as I've ever been..."

It sucks but it's also the best, that sounds weird......

When I regained my composure and grasped myself for the sharpness of my senses, I felt strange.

Holloro was experiencing something called 'via photons -' which would otherwise be done unconsciously.

The photon, which overflows and spreads out of the body, perceived its shape, number, position, sometimes even temperature, even without seeing or touching anything directly.

"But if I'm not used to it, I'm going to be able to do something about my head... it's kind of cranky, I need to do something soon"

To avoid being poorly influenced around him, Holoro tries to manipulate by becoming natural.

I first thought about moving the photon in my body to grasp the feeling of manipulation above all else. Give your palm to the front of your body and try to focus your photon there.

"Ah... it moved. I think this is the only place where the amount of suction has increased..."

For the first time, being in the mood for manipulation became a joy, and when he became conscious of concentrating all over his body, Holoro learned a little bit about the technique of moving photons.

Tasteless, odorless and colorless transparent photons can also be imagined as shapes.

This line of complete sensation has long been treated by some high priests and martial artists as rituals, or exercises, fo

It is a desolation, forgiven only by those who have many tonnes.

"Make the sensation of unconsciously passing through the photon completely conscious"

Leaps sensory abilities by obtaining such an unusual and unlikely feeling. Once this line is complete, it will grow equally to evolution.

In the case of Hololo, the fact that he came without knowing the feeling of manipulation was also a factor in this success. The lack of preconceptions made it very acceptable to have a new sensation.

"But how can I resist temptation... an image that keeps it in the shape of my body...?

Even though we do as we say only in the palm of our hand, the exodus from it only slightly weakens.

"I don't feel much different...... if you have the image of being able to push a photon inside your body?

Once again, if I did as I said, the spill was greatly weakened only by that hand.

"... much better. Then this time with your whole body..."

Holoro's manoeuvre allowed him to stop the spill from all over his body.

Restore your senses before you become sharp and escape difficulties for one second. The maintenance of that condition, however, was one that was forced to maintain a certain level of physical strength and yet to concentrate mentally.

In other words, you couldn't have zeroed out your health drain. Nevertheless, it would not even have to be spoken of, such as which was.

"Yeah. The eyes, ears, pain, etc. are still a little sensitive, but this would be acceptable. But I can't help but notice... they're going to take it again in an instant"

Now that he could make a call, Holloro began to look for John.

But I couldn't even discover a clue. So he is still alone in the woods.

He trained in manipulative breathing, so I wonder if there's more to it...

He did, he thought about the future.

- Hollow, always let katana fall out.

Once again, it was when John's words crossed the back of his brain.

Despite the windless, the sound of leaf rubbing rang from somewhere behind me. Altogether, there were bad and loud signs - both murderous and thoughtful, on my back.

Holoro picked up the moonlit beauty he was dropping nearby as he stretched his body, looking back in horror.

"Ningen, Koko is the Nawaba of Ware et al."

"Voice out of your head?

"Ware and the others don't yul about the things that make Ware and her yama ok"

"So, who are you...?

"Cuckoo, Ningen"

Something that was sending a voice directly into Hollor's head appeared, not so long ago, tearing the bush apart.

It was in the shape of a big person, but at a glance I can determine it's not a person. Head and limb modeling that associates a particular insect, a creepy creature whose whole body is swallowed by a green crust. Would the ultimate feature be a sharp blade on both hands?

The grasshopper that blushed the blade seemed to have been cut off just by touching it softly.

"... be... ka, kamakiri?

"Maitou. But it is the nah of Izen who sinks... and Ware is Kamazan! 'Wow.

"... hmm?

'... no?

"What, Kamaki..."

"It is Kamazan!

Such a creature, who named Kamazan for his hard work, shakes a blade of both hands and slashes it into a hollow.

The blow avoided on the brink was tremendously powerful. A double blade across the horizontal line from left to right blew a vacuum and cut down the turbulent trees in front of him, plundering over Holoro's head.

"You're lying!?

"I'm not lying, I'm Kamazan!

Holoro avoids a continuously swung down blade with a single hair rolling down the ground. When I managed to make the distance, I quickly set myself up. He was afraid of Kamazan, who stepped on the group thickness and pointed at himself with a blade of arms.

"Jo, Teacher John... What, you're telling me to fight this...?

'Come on, Ningen, this Camazan's gonna kiss you!

A difficulty leaves, another difficulty comes, and Hollor's training continues.

At this time, a whole day had already passed.