Shadow Brave's Readventure - Re-Tale of the Brave

"Ha!

The healthy voice of the female students echoes in the training area nestled near the reception hotel. She was now facing a single swordsman, with a knife and a companion.

The man had ascertained the strength of future generations far more than himself in his leisure time until the arrival of his disciple, which was his original purpose. And even for future generations, I wanted to try to fight the legendary swordsmen before I heard them in legends and lectures, and as a kendo enthusiast at the bend, so I made a wish.

"Ha!"

She cuts it off with a flash of temper, but the man flushes it with a left-hand machete at his left-hand side.

"Ha ha, you're doing great! Good fat muscle too!... well, this is not a stomach of attraction!

"Aah!"

When the man reciprocates and turns after her with physical surgery, he carries a knife in an instant and strokes it sexually all over her ass.

"Ko, this man...!

The voice sounds dreary, including the anger of the girl sheltering her ass with her left hand, but the man doesn't move. On the contrary, he had two swords in his hands that had already been served. Sexual harassment is sexual harassment, but it is a mere provocation to be able to show this degree of leeway.

"Exactly my senior master......"

A grunt containing some anger in the girl could only reach the man. What the girl says is about kite. Yes, she was a calendar belonging to the Kendo Department.

"Hmm, his lady lover is also a no-go. By the time we met, there were already a lot of stomach shadows."

Together we see the shadow of a brave man in Musashi, who speaks in nostalgia somewhere. That way, when Kite also has a fierce grin that comes to mind from time to time, he changes his signs all at once. The atmosphere that had been sketchy as a float until now turned into that of a swordsman at once.

"Now... the youths of future generations that Non and others lived. I see different genres in your lord's genre. I thought it was Lord Shinnozu's new shady current, or I could see our second-day first-rate stream, or that one in Ishikusai... but none of this is enough yet. Difficult. As for those of later generations, they shall not cry, neither shall they cry the stone ship of Tokugawa, which they bear in their name. Well, around the junta and the Ten Guards, you might laugh. No, it's the Lord Zheng Gao who laughs at peace and good things... Mmm, is Lord Zongmao easier to understand? Well, Sokuto will always cry in the users of the new shady currents there. I can read... Kukuku, Musashi Shoku. Now... what will you do with her?"

Fun somewhere, nostalgic Musashi refers with a machete to the head of the Kendo department. Fingered, he was one of the leading Kendo users in Japan, working out at his parents' dojo as the New Yin Current, and at this age, he was already a mentor.

He is such a swordsman that he has won consecutive national competitions. His nickname is Genius Fujido. He is an undefeated man at the same age in the World Games. The only thing that was supposedly going to struggle in the same age was Sora's brother, and to Aeria, who was said to be another genius swordsman. Unfortunately, fighting the age difference didn't come true.

That said, with the exception of Kite, if it meant Heavenly Cherry Blossom School, no, Kendo, he was one of the strongest swordsmen in Japan under the age of 20.

But even then, from Musashi, it was only to the extent that they said it was lamentable. Thus, he, pointed, regains his temper.

"All of you are serious... stand dead! The opponent is the most, no, the most famous swordsman on earth in Japan! The two best guys I fought at last year's tournament and the fat ones must be similar! At least a knife can be found in Kendo! Ooh!"

Fujido commands everyone. I've been meaning to do this before, but from now on, I'm going to say I'm going to give you twelve minutes of strength. For him, this battle was just a dream, no, a truly dreamlike event that he could boast of his fathers. Failure to exhaust death was impossible.

That's how he takes the initiative and cuts in. but it is prevented by the big sword on the right and blown away by the big sword on the left. Just for a moment. Lose it with that. Strength of the original ancestors. It's a different outfit.

The deputy general manager, who had turned further towards it, was blown up with the general manager, who had been blown up in the belly of the great sword, and the student, who was supposed to have taken after the man for another three years, was stunned with the large left knife without turning around.

"Huh!

"Ha!"

The students of the next three years who went toward it are set up simultaneously from three and four of the two years. but all of them can be prevented by crossing the sword held by Musashi with the machete.

"Ha!

When Musashi lets four people live in a single temper, he chops up four swords as they are, and spins them as they are, cutting off four. The Kendo ministry for the remaining year and two puts itself in front of the four people who blew up heavily in one blow.

Well, since many of them are not acting as adventurers or to the extent that they have finally begun to do so, there will be no choice.

"Look, what's up? Is that what you want?

Musashi groans somewhere boring when he sees the Kendo Club live people stiffening up their bodies. but when I saw the students who managed to regain their minds were on their way, I set them up again.

"Ki-yep!

Students of the year who set themselves up in the upper stages with odd voices go first. Besides, the mustache is frightened, sighing and crushing with a blow from the belly of the great sword on the empty torso.

"I don't know if it's meant to be an expression stream... but the Lord will be different. If you improvise and imitate monkeys, you better not. There's a way to imitate monkeys."

I realize that the calendars don't move, although I still crush the students who come one after the other. She nabbed her own sword and watched to determine this movement.

"Ho, do you give up your stomach there?

"... no, I was going to try to move as my senior told me"

I had already heard what the calendar said about seniors referring to kite. So Musashi just spilled a little laugh. I was just a little interested in what Kate's teachings were.

To whoever finds out who he is, Kate is only doing a little, but working out from hand to hand. This, in a sense, is to burden them even more, and at the same time is close to a stopping fee to them.

Besides, he knew that there was only one thing he could do on his own. Then we had to give it strength.

"I'm coming!

The calendar runs through a distance of nine steps at once with a knife in its sheath. Impossible behavior for the original Kendo, but this isn't a Kendo game, it's a battle using swordsmanship. Until she left, she temporarily put aside that it was a swordwalk.

"Well, are you staying? Good, come."

Seeing her set up to live together, she snatches a knife so that Musashi also responds, and wears a machete to her waist. Originally unsuitable for residency, the machete turns into the optimal length for one-blade flow with the magic of Musashi, who also takes the residency structure.

"Ha!

"Mmm!"

Musashi, who was measuring the speed of the calendar from his approximate strength, but for a moment more perplexed by the speed than expected. But that's only for a moment, too. And Musashi spends more than ten times their lives on swordsmanship. So despite the slow rate of pulling out, Musashi's knife and calendar knife meet and are bounced. Musashi was thus surprised by the next action.

"That's all I'm good at!

As I used to tell Kate, what she gets is a knife extraction technique. So she speaks up and tells it. In this way, the calendar accelerates and nabs once and for all, again forcefully creating a knife extraction structure.

"This is... kukuku..."

The behavior is what I once taught Kite. Besides, Musashi doesn't know and has a fierce grin. Therefore, Musashi acts in the same way for the next attack, albeit with a slight increase in speed.

That's understandable if you think about it a bit. Kite is originally a swordsman. Himself, a knife. That's why Kate teaches herself and Kojiro.

And the only man in the genre that we both created ourselves in Enefia, a handful of whom we all told, no, the only man who taught both of us to meet until we all told them that, is Kite. There is no way that a kite like that could teach a genre who has the strength to meet the same swordsman girl as himself.

"Ha... Yes..."

Someone in the crew squeaks at the reward of the repeated residency. Continuous strikes create remnants, and the remnants of the birth disappear with further velocity slashing. Thus, at last, the remnants of Musashi exceed the speed of the calendar.

"Whoa..."

"Good, girl. Is that what your lord's predecessor said?"

Musashi smiles fiercely in his face. That, the calendar sees the grin in front of its eyes as it feels a shiny knife that hits its neck. My own knife still stopped where I cut the carp.

"Coming..."

"Uhm."

Musashi will be the last to snap a machete into his sheath. That was the signal of termination.

"Ku... this is... the great swordsman in history"

Fujido, who managed to get up, beats the ground quite unfortunately. It's not the first time I've lost with him. But it was the first time I had ever been so miserable.

Musashi inquired about the calendar, sidelined by such clubs. She sat down with her buttocks at the same time as she surrendered, even if she could wrinkle in her chin.

"Girl... Lord, is that move asking for a name?

"Huh? Do you have one?

"Hmmm... didn't your lord's master say anything?

"Seniors, are you?

The calendar turns a blind eye. The fact that the calendar teaches Kite was famous. As the same swordsmen as each other, it is not strange that the strongest kites in the school are teaching calendars, so they were publishing them.

Instead, in fact, once he was invited to the Kendo Department and fought in the Kendo game format - Kendo Stage 5 - without the aid of magic, etc., Kate was also overwhelmed with sword moves.

Both fame and fame became the strongest swordsmen in the school, so he announced that if he could train publicly, it would be better there, and he didn't have to hide it.

"What, still? It's a one-size-fits-all < > practice of the Nong genre. Apparently, you've been blinded."

The dull, laughing face is somewhere old, not something from an earlier swordsman. And so he muttered, so that it could only be heard on the calendar.

"Absolutely, it's a lot to not talk about. My disciple."

"Haha...... Dr. Musashi. Thank you for coming and for your training."

Ahead of Musashi turning around, there was the appearance of Kite, carefully lying flat in the front seat. If there is only one existence in this world that can be unconditionally flattened by Kate, it is only him and Kojiro.

By the way, he says he's my disciple plainly, but there's no problem because he secretly stretches the boundaries for disguise. Or else you won't be able to have a conversation between your old man and your mentor.

"Yeah, the seniors are grounded..."

Meanwhile, a calendar that has no reason to know such a relationship between Kite and Musashi makes eyes black and white on the rare attitude of Kite's humility. From those who do not know, there is no alternative but surprise. But it's a curved existence that Kate teaches. Speaking of normal, this would be normal.

"Don't you think we'll be dealing with them yet?

The grinning musash is seen further after the kite. Many men and women fell to the ground. The garment was somewhere Japanese-style, and everyone was uniformly carrying a variety of weapons. Well, the weapons are scattered all around them.

"Oh, were you still a disciple? It hurts me not to bother to recommend greetings to my brothers and sisters."

Kate bows her head once and where she lifts it again, the two smile at the same time. Nothing could be done to this extent, because it was only natural for each other.

"Some of them have taught their masters longer than your Lord..."

Musashi breaks his leg and sits right on the floor scratching his head. I enjoyed it just a little bit, so the chill on the slab floor felt good on my lit body.

"Well, there is no great battle in this world, and it will take time to acquire it… and it would be suspicious if the rank holders could all win the transmission"

Kite, who remains in the front seat, tells her with a little laughter that she has no choice. I was desperate. If I didn't remember, I'd just die. I have trouble comparing that to the speed of mastery, and even if the apprentice can still beat the guy who graduated in the first place, it's suspicious. Naturally.

"Hmm, well, Noon's free these days, too. I haven't been able to dive in lately. Mitra's gonna scare me too far away, even though I've got milk drinkers."

Apparently, the sky is pretty free. Musashi tells me it just seems a little boring. Incidentally, Musashi and Kojiro often brought their disciples in because they were turning into rather special < > ruins of the aerial city of Raingardo. Naturally, Kite has broken in quite a few times as well.

"Are you sure today is okay?

"Mm-hmm? Oh, I forgot. Look, the Lord told me to behave like this."

Musashi, to Kite's inquiry, draws the baggage he had brought with him with a whip and hands it to Kite. At the moment they gave it to me, I heard the water sound and the dry sound of a clam in Kite's ear.

"Oh, is that a Isobe cake? Either way, you like the teacher, don't you?

"Well. Do you want to bake and eat?"

Musashi grinned at Kite, asking him somewhere to smile, agreeing. That's how Kite stood up with her head bowed to what he said.

"We're ready."

Musashi later speaks to Kite, who walked away in that way.

"There's also a honey pickle of lemon inside. Put it on a plate and act like it. Oh, and don't forget the sugar."

"Yes, I'll help the maids at the hotel, but please wait."

Kite, who had never heard Musashi's words, followed the training ground.

"Hmm, wait a minute for your daughter, too. Ah, his baked goods are quite delicious. I don't know if I can do it right away. Until then, sit down and wait."

"Uh, ah, yes"

Musashi, having finished his discussion with Kate, laughs at the calendar. The calendar that received it stood all the time, but I lowered my back because it was indicated by my hand. That said, I'm sitting right there, just like Kate. Exactly. He couldn't break his leg in front of the great swordsman as a swordsman ministry.

"Uhm...... and, my lady. Has your Lord ever seen an earlier < >?

In front of the sitting calendar, Musashi asks. of the young man. Yet his face was as calm as an old man, aged somewhere.

Well, in his case, he's already been sitting in this world for nearly a thousand years, so he'll also grow old. In fact, in ancient times, he was also a drinking friend with Ixfoss, who walked freely, which was his saying.

By the way, before that, he was an old man at the time of his death on Earth. It was supposed to be calm and natural. Youthful by the way was the effect of the flesh rejuvenating.

"Huh?"

"Hmm... well, can't you see for yourself? Is it also called the eighth eye? What do you think, my lords?

Musashi inquired about the members of the Kendo ministry who are returning and standing around themselves. Show them to sit with their fingers and ask again when they see that they have sat upright.

"Yes?"

"This young lady used to live here. Let's see what we can do.

Musashi, who poked his cheek cane, asks with pleasure. As a result, I twisted my head around the calendar with all the members out.

"... it's just a continuum of residency. Really, it's just a series of stays, no idea..."

The calendar didn't look very fast. I didn't even have to tell him, but I'll tell him what I did. As such, it became time up because of the debate, but the lack of answers and the fact that Kate had just returned.

"Then answer. I could have fought Noon. We're doing a lot of digging, right?

To the returned kite, Musashi nominates him by the jaw. For once, it must have been you who cared for me to look into it. Kite, who was asked that way, is natural, but he knows the answer. So the answer came out normally.

"In a flash of living, it creates more than 10,000 slaughters, but slaughters for. In a flash, countless slaughter occurs and binds it, so < >"

"Uhm. Look, even Noon's daughter-in-law is pickled in honey. It will work for tired bodies. A little too sweet, meditate on your eyes. I like it sweet."

Nodding at Kite's response, Musashi offers the lemon honey pickles that Kite brings to the Kendo clubs. Thus, it coincided with rest once and for all.