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

McDawell Territory Four Festivals. It's about four big festivals in the spring, summer, autumn and winter, hosted by Kite the Brave. One of them, the Autumn Harvest Festival, ended the night before the festival, and the festival was finally set to begin. So kite was tightening one up in preparation for the start of this festival.

"Well... it's Harvest Festival production today. Guests will also visit in secret. Remember to take a good break, everyone. I know, but the kitchen is still hot and humid, albeit this season. Don't forget to salt and hydrate in moderation."

As the harvest festival unfolds, Kite will make sure to include heat stroke control in the noodles that will be cooking. This one happens no matter how many times you take care of it, and you take care of it.

No matter how much Enefia says there is magic, the kitchen is still caged in enthusiasm. That's all I can't avoid more than dealing with fire. So I really get heat stroke. Preventing it was still moderate hydration and salinity.

"We're basically a day shop. So it opens at the same time as the opening of the festival, except for the cooking tavern. Remember the shift."

The harvest festival is basically a tribute to the Great Spirit and the God of Forgiveness, but it is still a festival. So having fun is fundamental. Nevertheless, this Heavenly Cherry Blossom School is on the entertainment side. Shifts are organized there as well. It should be noted that the festival itself lasts ten hours between 9 a.m. and 19 p.m.

However, in some cases, the stall is a restaurant, and the opening hours are left to the basic store side. Therefore, only taverns serving liquor were set to close at 10 o'clock in the evening as openings from 12 o'clock during the day at Tensakura School. And although we talked about something serious, it didn't mean anything serious with Kite.

"Be careful with food poisoning and be sure to maintain good hygiene management. And well, we talked about it for a long time. The basics are festivals. Have a lot of fun."

"" "Ooh!

In the end we get there. In keeping with such a decree of Kate, the face involved in the opening of the store moves simultaneously.

"Well... well, for a little while the Hunting Troops are off with nothing"

"Ugh. So, kite. I just wanted to ask you, what time can Mr. Shamrock be here? You said you didn't know exactly what time it was until just a minute ago.

Sola asks Kite, who skipped further instructions while watching students and adventurers from the adventure club scattered all over the place. In the raven and in the corner, Sola greets him as he sees fit. This is a muscle, so I guess I'll have to go through it.

"Oh, they would have come today at noon... to coincide with something like the opening ceremony held by the Great Shrine. You have to adjust your schedule so you can move with it."

"Okay...... so where?

"Oh, with that said, didn't you teach there? What about his temple?

"Gone, though?

"The gods have the ability to transfer to their temples. So I can come to you."

It's still the gods. Since my temple is its territory, they are able to travel instantly if anything happens. Of course, this is normal. It seems difficult during wartime when the ground pulse is disturbed or something.

"Okay. Well, I'll be there by noon."

"Oh. Don't be rude. And the Lord of Israel will come as an offering. Tell them I said hello."

"Okay."

Sora keeps a good memory of the message from Kate. There's also a reason for Kate to say this. Because he needs to welcome Charlotte in his temple, apart from Sola. Here, Yuri and I were planning to rendezvous. and Tsubaki reports to such a kite.

"Your husband. Master Musashi and his family have entered. What will you do?

"Oh well. Okay...... contact Senior Fujido as well. I'm on my way."

"Yes, sir."

Musashi is here. As a courtesy of his disciple, Kite will have to go out and say hello, too. Luckily now it's still before the festival. Sometimes time is not enough. Therefore, when Kite rendezvous with Fujido, he decides to head straight to the Japanese-style Inn.

"Doctor, thank you for coming."

"Mm-hmm? What, from a stick to a stick. Lord, did you take it here?

"No, I'm a self-organizer."

"... oh, whoa! Speaking of which, you did!

If Musashi says so to Kate's point, he nods again and again in the light. and Yamato next to Musashi bowed his head when that greeting was over.

"Brother. Long time no see."

"Ho... did you raise your arm a little"

"Yes… to the extent that 50 layers can be crossed in ten to eighty-nine"

I have a different temper to wrap myself around. Yamato bows his head again against Kite for spotting it.

"I found out that your father didn't treat you like a genius. That's how it was in your father's time."

"Looks like it was."

The two remind me of Yanashi Ishikusai and Soku's parents and children. Those two are still of different stature. As a warrior, he is comparable to Yuanji and the monks, but is clearly different in character compared to being a swordsman. Not one head. The two and three heads were outnumbered. And Musashi also agreed with the two words.

"That disconnect can definitely only be made by the skilled users of the new yin stream. It's not a face. There is no difference in the sword muscle of the Sokku Palace, which I once saw for several times. I can't fake that one trying to fake it. I can't even imitate it."

"That's the man who said Kensei when he was your father... why not? I'm honestly glad you're careless."

"Ka. Son of Non."

Musashi laughs happily at Yamato's words. The truth is, it's an unlikely encounter. It's a fat muscle you're not supposed to see. I can see that. The three shared the joy of being one swordsman.

"but... Yamato. That is still a heavy load in the Lord. Especially the Stone Boat Sai Hall was more than Noon thought. The number of training fields is missing the last digit. Don't be unfaithful, run away."

"... is"

Yamato still seems careless. but I knew perfectly well in the first battle that I couldn't win. I didn't plunder anything. He raised his arm a little, not very much, but he wasn't the opponent of the enemy.

"And, yeah. Only Lord Sokku must fight."

"... Father. That's what they say when it comes to this story...... how the hell is that?

"Hmm? Right..."

Musashi narrows his eyes slightly to Yamato's inquiry. So he opened his mouth, slightly shy.

"Uhm. Let's get this straight. Non admired the fat muscle of that Mitsujin. I was wondering if you had such a beautiful fat muscle."

Musashi remembered a far past act. We didn't know this was going to happen to each other, just a hard time gaining each other as those who were on the sword path as swordsmen as well.

At that time, Musashi fell unwittingly in love with Soku's sword muscle. You can say I admire you. A senior fat muscle ten years down the road. But it's never like me. It's a clear fat muscle.

"... the brilliance of the sky. I'll never forget it."

Musashi is small and squeamish like no one can hear him. That's how he laughed.

"Therefore, Non must prevail. This is only if Non is Musashi Miyamoto and Shinji Musashi. The swordsman I once admired sees me as his enemy and Noon as his main enemy. I have to go around that one with all my spirits. Otherwise, what were the six hundred and ten decades of Non for?"

This is the only moon I've ever walked in. Then I had to show it to that guy who was only ten years ahead of me. My sword now. Shinjuku Musashi gives you the edge of the sword Musashi Miyamoto gained. As such, Musashi made a grand statement.

"Hence... no need for handouts. It's not my word as a father. This is not the language of our school ancestors. Win because Non is Non and Non is Non. That will be all."

……

Listen to Musashi's story, Yamato, Kite, and Fujido are silent. So I bowed my head deeply.

"" "Your will" "

The pioneers fight with the will of the pioneers. It's down there as an apprentice to put a cross spear in it. Therefore, the three of them decide not to use their hands without any hesitation.

"Um... oh, speaking of which, your lords were just here to say hello. That's enough. Back off. Yamato, look at the city. There's also a shrine. Check the crowd for my brother."

"Ha"

"Now, if you'll excuse me"

"Um... sorry. I put in a weird story, but I completely forgot why. Kite, your lord stay."

Musashi nods when he sees the three of them standing up, but as he recalls, he stops Kite. Besides, Kate lowered her hips, which she was raising.

"Ha... what's up?

"Mm-hmm. I need to ask you a favor. Your Lord's shop. Can you make an appointment?

"Store? Which is it?

"I'm sorry. Non's words were sufficient. It's a stall. Does that mean pickling?

"Oh, is that it? Well, if the teacher wants to."

You shouldn't be accepting reservations in view of the crowds, etc., but the other guy is a musashi like no other. The school side will also show understanding. Besides, Musashi bowed one head.

"Um... I haven't decided on a date like this yet, but I might ask. Please do it then."

"Okay. Let's do something about it."

Kite bows her head to Musashi's request and acknowledges it. and Musashi asked, turning to Kate's back, who stood up to move quickly into action.

"... you're not going to say anything?

"It would be your wife's job to say that. That's not what disciples should say, is it? Besides, I don't know the details. Including them, I still can't say anything."

To Musashi's inquiry, Kate laughs, bows her head to Mitra, and decides to just walk away. So, after he left. Musashi scratched his cheek as if it were illuminating.

"What... Lord, I don't know what to say. Have you noticed?"

I haven't done your wife to Dada in hundreds of years.

I smile at Musashi's illuminating face with a full face just saying, How about Mitra? Plus, she saw where Kate left off.

"Yamato, you're just as blunt in strange places. It's just like being dull or something."

"Shut up."

Musashi pointing his mouth in a obstinate manner. That's how Mitra spoke clearly.

"You're lying, right? You have to win as an ancestor. Yeah. It's not a lie... but it's not true either"

"... um. It's not a lie, but it's not true. That's not true."

In response to Mitra's inquiry, Musashi also clearly acknowledged the words. In fact, what Musashi told Yamato and Fujido was a half-surface story. Never fight for just that. Regardless, I'm not saying it's not there. I won't tell you, but it was never just that.

"... Whew, Mitra. It's good to see you."

"I won't say anything about dying... you are Musashi Miyamoto, Nippon's best swordsman. Master of the brave of Enefia. You can win, can't you?

"Mm-hmm. I thought we could win. No, you can't lose. You can't beat Nong in the Sokku Temple now so that the former Nong can't beat the Takeshi Horseshoe. I have to show you that."

Musashi assures his wife with absolute confidence. If your opponent is Soto Willow, you never think you can win. On the contrary, I even thought I could win now.

"Well... Lord Sokku. He's here, isn't he? A little bit, don't you think?"

Musashi tells that to Soto, who would have dived somewhere in this city. It wasn't like there was any witness testimony of Soto. but I'm not a stranger to Soto. Musashi knows he is surprisingly a mess. It would come to this festival for a reason, I was reading. And if so, I thought we should set the scene.

"I'm sorry, Mitra. With a man like this."

"Already... what now. I got married knowing it was stupid and stupid. Live as you please. And... come back to me."

"Um, let's definitely go home"

Musashi nods clearly to Mitra's wishes and decides once again to be ready to survive. As such, Musashi decided to spend some time with his family until he was reunited with Soto.