October 2010 Hakone
Two weeks have passed since I sent Tsubaki to use it. It will be very difficult to find someone who doesn't even have a clear face or name... but I want you to do your best.
And Takamaru and Snow, but in the last two weeks, they have become completely equal to or superior to the Shingoro.
Especially, the growth of snow was remarkable, leading to a mutually reinforcing stand with Keiji. Of course, Katsuzo was made full bocco.
However, I am very happy that Takamaru and Katsuzo were hit by such a genius swordsman snow, and that everyone in the Red Demon Team has also been working hard on training.
The competitors who influence each other and enhance each other are truly royal stories.
Also missing today... when I was walking, the purple and sunflowers rushed towards me.
"My lord! Tsubaki is back."
"Oh, my God! Let's go quickly, or it's a shame or a mistake."
"Haha! It's just... that..."
With the long-awaited good news, I feel like I'm about to rush out... but the purple sunflowers are getting really bad.
Something unexpected?
"Oh, my God, what happened?
"Well, there are a lot of people. Most of them seem like goons....."
Large crowd, outlaw... what do you mean? Well, it won't start without seeing him.
"Hmm... well, that's good. Let's go."
Ha!
After leaving the garden as it is, there are certainly about thirty other men besides Tsubaki. It doesn't seem like any of the junior samurai are so dirty and inconsistent... even if you subtract it, it's a lot worse. Honestly, I'm convinced you're a bandit.
Worried about how to speak up, Tsubaki suddenly turned to us and approached us at an incredible speed.
Don't worry about how you picked me up. Either way, the headache seeds will only increase.
"My lord! I've brought you a samurai."
Reporting with a full smile, she asks us to expect something.
Well, you did your job as expected, and I'll reward you here.
"That's right. Thank you, Tsubaki, you're my best cucumber."
"......!? Congratulations!
When I praised the flat camellia head, I began to tremble with gratitude. I thought it was a little scary, but this is a reward. I'll stroke you for a while.
When I stroked enough, I was satisfied, and I stood up slowly and introduced myself to Ichisai and the others.
"Your Highness, this is the Ikesai Temple. I've brought my fellow students."
"... I'm Yagoro...
Let me tell you something. Maybe you're not used to honoring words. I don't intend to be polite to people who are not properly educated. I can't help it.
But was that gorotsuki a pupil? They admire you coming all the way to Hakone. If you leave me here and become a bandit, I won't be able to see you... I can't help it.
"Good, easy. You've gone all the way out here, I'll take care of it. Don't be such an idiot, I will forgive you."
"That's Arika! I'm sorry, I can't learn. I'm Yagoro, please."
I started talking to KeraKera instead of the previous one. Apparently, this is Yagoro's vegetable.
I didn't think so, but my cheeks got loose. He's a pleasant man inside, a thousand times better than the ones who've been painted with lies on the top.
But Yagoro...?
So, what is a samurai?
"Ah, thank you. Are you sure you're not in trouble?
"Hmm? Ah, the first sabre was spontaneously said by the disciples, not by me."
I see, something like a synonym.
Yagoro seems to like it, and it's okay to keep it that way.
I think it's cool and it suits me well. Naming parents have a good taste in them.
"Who's the last of them?
I noticed that when I looked at my disciples, a man came out afraid.
"Wow, it's me..."
"Such a fright is unbearable. I just want to know what's going on."
"Hee, hee...."
It's as if you're going to take silence from now on, trying to calm him down, but the tremors won't stop inside.
I wondered what was going on. At the edge of my vision, I saw a camellia staring at a man in a demonic form. No, you did it!
"Tsubaki"
"... hah"
When Tsubaki's death subsided, he told me how the tremors had finally stopped.
"Listen to the teacher who has never lost before and the old man who played against each other stop talking... and give up his sword at that time..."
"... I see. Thank you for doing this."
Hee, hee.
"Ah, there it is! That was the first time you met your master. I miss you, too!
"Heh, heh!
While watching me talking to my disciples nostalgically, I was bewildered by my thoughts.
It's quite finished. Was it inherited? I am concerned about the old man, but I think it is really pathetic that he has been completely forgotten.
He's probably Yagoro's oldest apprentice. That's why I knew about the old man...
Perhaps he also spread the name of the Daimyosai because he thought the old man was pathetic.
Now, I feel bad about putting water where the old story is thriving, but I think it's time to get down to business.
"Yayayaro. Will you tell me that you're here?
You realize I'm in the middle of something, but you can look straight at me. The disciples who saw such a master were also asking us to lay down in haste and watch the end.
"As a swordsmanship guide... that's what I heard, can you introduce me to someone who wants to beg me for a lesson? You've come this far, but you have to look me in the eye and decide."
"Nah! You're being rude....."
He stood up unintentionally and took control of the camellia, which was headed for Yagoro.
"Good, Tsubaki"
"But!"
Good for you.
"... hah"
Originally, I intended to introduce Takamaru and Snow. Ninro, if I had admitted both candidates without checking their abilities, I might have declined.
Sir, I'm here now.
Just in time, Takamaru and the snow came. Because I am slightly sweaty, I must have come back to use my body as instructed.
"Yagoshi, these two are dying. Ha ha, niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
Thank you!
Yagoro stared at the two gently lowering their heads.
And when he stood up, he grabbed the sword.
"I like the eyes. That's a good eye to be prepared for... if I'm getting stronger, it doesn't matter if I'm a woman or white. Then show me your arms!
At that moment, a tremendous sense of hegemony was scattered around Yagoro. A man like you can't move a step... such a huge hegemony.
In the mid-twenties, you say you are already standing in the highest realm? The direction is different, but Yagoro is an outsider like his grandfather.
When I noticed, Takamaru and the snow stood up and confronted Yagoro. As far as I'm concerned, I was held by Tsubaki and evacuated, and I was only able to watch the three of them.
Good luck... Takamaru! Snow!
... I was present for almost an hour. Did you realize that Takamaru and Snow could not win alone? We fought together in a joint attack, but Yagoro did not suffer at all and tried to see each other more than each other.
As the scratches gradually increased and Takamaru was finally defeated, the snow was completely disadvantaged.
"Oraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
"Gu! Kuu......"
After kicking down the snow and clearing the gap, Yagoro entered the upper stage of the staging technique. That was a trick that Takamaru didn't even do! Speaking of blows, fractures are an inevitable blow from overwhelming power.
... in the worst case, I have to stop being there. Seeing the two of them with such preparations, the snow burst in unexpectedly screaming.
"Haaaaaaaaaaa!!
"Nhhhhhhhhh!!!
As soon as the two swords intersect, an incredible shock wave sweeps up the sand and renders you completely blind.
"Fuck! What's going on?
When the vision cleared up after a while, there was fallen snow and a broken sword ahead. Assuming the worst, I rush over.
"Yuki, don't be a jerk! Yuki!"
"Don't worry...."
Turning to the unexpected voice, there was Yagoro, who was intact. I'm afraid you're still intact after showing me that much offensive defense...
"I just lost my mind. I don't have any life-threatening injuries!"
"Really... good. How were the two of you?
"Men are still coming, but talented. The woman was strong... the last blow, and I couldn't get through it. At the end of the quote, I rewarded him with an arrow. He's a terrible kid."
Yagoro looked at the sword with a smile, but he seemed happy. When I was seen, there was a sword spilled on it, and it looked shiny as if the two efforts had borne fruit.
And Yagoro murmured with a voice that only I could hear beside him.
"Takamaru... was it snow...? I admit it..."
Well, then they won't hear you.
But... good, Takamaru, snow.
Now, have a good night.