Souen no historia

There is a small mountain just a short distance from the castle, above which is a shrine and a large dojo. The destination of the sausage is there.

At the top of the mountain is a long staircase that rises all the way up. Soji picked up Shiny and arrived at the summit with the wind next to him.

"No, it's been a while, but it hasn't changed much."

"Really? I've made a few modifications because of the increase in student numbers."

Really? Speaking of which, you can hear a good economic voice. "

The dojo in front of your eyes echoes powerful calls. Probably the students are in school.

Are you in the company?

"Probably."

But then I hear a familiar voice from the dojo.

"Ahhh!?

Soji also turned to the voice of discovering something and watched. There was certainly a familiar person standing there.

"Te, Te Mee! Why are you bothering me like this?

"Oh, oh, this has been a long time, Mr. Blade Gosei?

Knife Goku · Higashido ─ ─ When Shiny here was still an egg, he made contact with the egg.

"I've already had enough, Blade Enlightenment..." Isn't that Sauji?

Another familiar charity, Ao Feng, emerged from the dojo. He has also been targeting eggs with enlightenment.

"It's been a long time, charity."

"Oh, thank you so much for being polite."

Soji lowered his head, and charity gave it back to me.

"Hey, charity! More surprises! I don't know if I need to say hello to that bastard!

"Here's the blade! Those who learn martial arts have forgotten the word" greeting "and" greeting "!

"Yikes!? Why is Windspeaker with Soji!?

For the first time, she noticed the presence of wind noise, and the blade enlightened her face and fell back. From the standpoint, it seems that the wind sounds stronger.

"Soji is a customer! If you're going to take such a rude attitude, I'll give you a tough lesson as a mentor.

"Whoa, whoa, I'm sweating!

"Ah, wait, Blade Eyes!

However, the voices of charity stopped in vain, and the blade enlightenment ran away from the wind sounds that sparked a terrible aura from behind.

"I can't help it anymore, kid. I'm sorry, Saudi-chan, but she's not being honest either."

"No, I'm glad you're still feeling well."

"But, Sawyer, I'm surprised you knew these people."

"We'll talk about that later, Mr. Wind. Now....."

"Uh-huh, that's right. Let's hurry to Auntie."

"It looks kind of interesting, so I'll follow you."

I can't get used to seeing a muscular man's charity approaching with a captivating look.

Led by the wind, as she entered the company, a small old woman sat in front of the altar and formed a sit-down. With a vibrant atmosphere, I even feel uncomfortable as if it were just another world.

The air as if it had stopped spreading around the old woman. I accidentally fall in love and even forget the time.

Then the old woman slowly opened her eyes and grabbed Soji straight with her dark eyes.

"This looks like another nostalgic customer."

At once, the calm air dominates the field and she stands quietly with a smile on her face. Soji lowered his head when he sat down in front of her.

"I'm out of time, Mr. Polynesian."

"It's true. Hmm, you've grown a lot."

Multiple sounds look down the sawdust and up the body, slightly opening your eyes.

"What the hell do you want?

Tell them why you're here in a lot of noise.

"Hmm, so you want me to teach you?

"Yes"

"Auntie, Soji is serious! Sausage, please."

"You shut up, wind."

"Ah... yes"

The sound of the wind is still not strong enough for many sounds, and the sawdust smiles bitterly. Because it is a strict polyphony, it is possible that the training may not be successful.

The murmur clasped its arms and gazed at the sawdust. Soji also looked back at her and appealed for seriousness.

"Listen, does that mean you're going to knock on the Fire Raw Stream gate?

"No, because of my qualities, I don't think Fire Raw Stream is suitable. I want to teach Tatsuyo-sama as soon as Tatsuyo-sama wants to learn the" Extreme of Kongo Corruption "that he invented himself."

The multi-tone expression becomes steep with the words, and the wind sounds and charity catch my breath.

"... are you serious? That's certainly the only way to reach those who can use magic, but if you fail, you'll die.

"I'm ready."

Soji hits her with her unwavering eyes. The stare continued for a while, and the murmur sighed.

"Is that all you've got? The ghost is..."

"Yes"

"Why are you fighting so hard? You're just a butler, aren't you?

"I have a lot to protect. A girl familiar with childhood enters the battle against the Ghost. I want to be the best butler for her life and for Miss Yoyo."

"Ahahahaha! In the end, it's for women to be strong! It looks exactly like you!

"Is that so strange?

"Kuku, no, no, it's just that if that's the case, I wouldn't be hesitant to help you."

"Okay, bye!

"Ah, let's train you. I'm retired now, but the last thing I need to do is make a real heir."

"Thank you!

To be honest, I was shocked because I didn't think that Soji would be so refreshed and hopeful. But still, this is just the entrance.

What is really hard is going to happen. As the polyphony says, what we will learn is that if we fail, we will die. He once made me aware of death several times, even though it was a masterpiece with many sounds.

That was when I was young, when polyphony was already abundant with my mind and body. In still immature sausages, it is quite unlikely to be experienced.

Still, if you experience it, you will definitely gain much stronger power than you do now.

Well then...

Are you studying!

It's a sausage that exhales words with a little sense of expectation.

"No, I'm cleaning this company."

"... eh?

"The first thing to do is clean up! Move it, apprentice!

"Ha, yes, ahhhh!

Feeling overwhelmed by the noise, he stood up to be played and headed for cleaning.

"Kuku, it was just right because I was bored. Wind noise, you'll be studying with Soji."

"Could it be... cleaning?

"Of course! Get out of here!

"Ha, yes, ahhhh!

"Wow, I'm going back to the dojo!

After all, the multi noise was the strongest, and the wind and charity left the scene in a great hurry. All that was left was the fun laughing polyphony.