"- I see. Reef Ride is an interesting swordsman."
The first word Futa released nodding to the words of pasta, "Go on," was something that lacked specificity.
With a strange face, Pasta murmurs as she gazes at Reef and Izna, who face each other in the field.
"What, are you kidding me?
"I'm not as bent as you are. Don't come with me."
Then what do you mean?
Look at that stance.
Fouta points out how to position Reef's sword facing Izna.
Originally, there are said to be a wide variety of ways to position the "sword". Depending on the genre, there are several ways to be prepared within the genre.
Upper stage (upper) shaken with both hands.
Straight straight eyes with the front facing the other person.
Lower step (Downer) with the notch lowered and shoulders extended.
Futa knows that there are many other things to be prepared for, such as
Fouta, who arranges several examples, points to Reef's stance on it.
"It's a genre of cherry blossoms called" Sakura Ichibana ", and it's called" Branch Sakura. "
"Oh, that's a hell of a name for that loser."
"Don't tell me. Besides, Ocean said that any fresh swordsman would lose."
"It looks like you're the other person."
"It's more arrogant to talk like me.... let's get back to it. It's a branched cherry blossom, but not a branched cherry blossom."
"... what do you mean?
The way she looked down under her eyes was certainly something she had never seen pasta before.
He brings his hands holding the sword to his cheeks, and the sword arcs with a blade like a cherry blossom.
The cherry blossoms are one of a kind, and the branches are drifting cherry blossoms. I see, when you ask me that, it looks like it is a cherry blossom, but what does it mean that it is not a branched cherry blossom?
"I know cherry blossoms are the best swordsmen, but the cherry blossoms are meant to be aimed at by overlapping the tip with their own eyes."
"... it looks that way."
"No, it's just pointing the tip at the other person's face."
"... if that's what you say. How's that different?
"Quite different. For example, yes. A bow position is something that aligns its sights to set an arrow target."
"Ah... yes. Then it's easy to understand. But if you do, Reef's."
"Just pointing an arrow at the other person's face. It has nothing to do with my eyes."
"I'm not a bad guy."
That's what's funny about it.
Ji, Futa looks at Reef. Those eyes are golden.
"― ― Reef's sword is a cherry blossom sword, but not a cherry blossom sword.... yes, it's like another kind of swordsmanship that mimics cherry blossoms."
Any sport can be competed to a certain extent only by virtue of its natural sense in childhood.
Whether it's a head fight or a body fight.
Rather than mixing up with the village boys, Reef was probably a transfer girl with unusual physical abilities, playing among the children with a role like a kid general who could follow them.
When I was asked if the fight was strong, it was not so, and even if I was asked if my physical condition was good, the answer was no. She looked the same as the village children - but speaking of what was strong, she had learned swordsmanship from a young age.
"How strong are you going to be?"
Soaring gently to praise, but happiness was correctly calorized and many techniques were used - especially the refinement of the sense that Reeve's eyes and reactions were so good that he was able to suppress them helplessly in a fight with his children.
I enjoy feeling stronger and stronger, and I'm getting more and more involved in swordsmanship.
As a gentle father who always praised and stretched out, I had an innocent yearning to cross the back of a man who was a teacher.
Her swordsmanship dojo is a "cherry blossom knife" with few users in the kingdom.
You can say it's abandoned. The profession that afflicts the opponent with the freedom of change is also difficult to master.
And then...
"--Uncle?... Uncle?
My father died in the previous battle.
Never mind, I was defeated in battle and killed in battle.
Reef's stunned hand was the story of an adopted daughter from the Baron Leangridge family.
Originally, Reef's father wanted to be Baron Leangrid, and at his request he opened a dojo in the area.
If so, the trail will be inherited by you. Cherry blossoms are inherited by the dojo, which is her daughter.
The suit, however.
Baron Leangride never accepted it.
--Because.
Yes, that's why.
The will of the father is his own. The only thing she wanted was to rebuild the cherry blossoms.
We need foil to rebuild the cherry blossoms.
No matter how much Baron Leangrid gets, he won't be able to complain if he scores in the tournament. I wanted proof that I and Cherry Blossom can do this much.
--I just wanted proof. When I was ready to arrive, I didn't realize that the cherry blossoms were running out of money.
"Am I bad?
"... you admitted it, didn't you? Your trembling feet, your pathetic nervousness, and the sound of your chest. I know everything, so tell me a lie."
Izna murmured.
That sounds like a mockery somewhere. But I shook my head because of my mind.
So much. Tell such a strong man what he knows.
Uuuuuuuuh
Yeah, but thanks to that, the tremors stopped.
I'll thank you for that.
"--What do you know about me!!!
"Cherry Blossoms: Scattering Flowers"
So, Reef's dagger, along with his bright wrist turnover, was released in a complex trajectory like a falling flower.
Beautiful sword flashes do capture Izna's abdomen and shake it out without cutting it off.
But Izna's arm, half-stepped back in an instant, stretched.
The fist wears the handle of the sword perpendicularly, and the sword dances through the sky like a slip.
Ssshh...
"I'm not stupid, but I don't know. All I know is how it feels. Everything will be different between Temee and me."
But...
As he murmured, his round-tog arms were swinging and he was knocked into Reef's abdomen.
"--I can't do it as it is. You can't throw away your luggage when you think you can't win like this. All you have to do is keep carrying it, and until it's okay to carry it, you just have to train it."
Ha, ha
"Take it. With a sermon from the weak senpai."
Soon Reef was blown away, resisting a swinging fist.
It rolls and slides, and bright blue spreads into view.
It turns out that the falling father's sword was stabbed near his face and struck with a single blow.
- It's pathetic.
Your eyes are filled with tears.
Don't throw away your luggage.
I don't have to tell you that.
If you really want to rebuild the cherry blossom sword stream, you should be stronger, not just for your niche. But he doesn't seem to be convinced of his father's defeat at the tournament.
Then I held my head and wanted only a nickname to rebuild it.
You can't beat a real samurai like the man in front of you.
I don't think so. Because I thought so, I just saw a fierce person named Iroon and Izna, and I was scared compared to before I fought.
I hated looking in the mirror.
That's why I only wanted to find a place to put the cool one.
I knew I wasn't there.
--It's pathetic and tears come out. I can't help it anymore.
After all, if you admit that you're only moving to be cool.
If you look straight at yourself without bluffing.
"I... think my uncle's death... is the reason I'm bracing him...!!!
That's all. That's all it is.
I want to rebuild the cherry blossoms. I want to earn fame in martial arts competitions. I want to look back on my father.
Yeah, all of it, even if you're looking for something cool. I don't want to be seen anywhere. I want to escape so much as to expose myself to pathetic forms.
'Cause that's all I can think about.
However, the last one on the front where I threw away my luggage. That's all.
The only thing my uncle cares about when he dies is that the genre that he cares about is abandoned.
We must definitely stop it.
But it's over.
It was then that she rubbed her eyes and was still struggling with tears that were overflowing without standing up.
"- Hey, get up."
"... huh?
I rubbed my eyes in a hurry. Behind that was the man with the double sword who was challenging Izna first.
"Did it hurt that much?"
"Chiga, no!
"Then stand up. Defeat him."
Eh?
"Help me."
"Why? Why don't you just let the four of us in?
"You idiot."
He lowers his eyebrows in astonishment.
He went on to the nauseous Reef.
"The final goal will be to win. If he stays until the finals, he won't win. I need you to leave now."
Double swordsmanship that raises the corner of your mouth while rubbing your belly.
"Really, is that good?
"Oh? That's a good idea. Thirty-nine vs. me. Then let's sweeten it up."
I thought the tournament was a match to decide who was the strongest.
So his words were unexpected.
And I couldn't understand how much I wanted to stay in the finals.
Strongest, because I always thought it would prove to be my championship.
"Why do you want to win so much?
"Ah? Hmm? You've decided."
Heh. And he smiles refreshingly--
"It's gold. Give me 50 million gallons, stop being a hunter, and live your life. Sometimes I go to the fencing tournament, and I'm happy when I get some entertainment."
"Hmm....?
"What? You wanted a noble purpose? Idiot. I can't help putting it on. Nnh, how much did I fix up and make up my cause? - I can't fight a really cool guy."
Somewhere far away, he didn't know exactly what kind of person he had met.
"--So it doesn't make sense to put a cool one on. Live honestly, boy girl. Besides, it would be annoying if I got hit in the stomach."
And he laughed.
I couldn't help but wonder what I was saying at the tournament when I was angry about being beaten up. I'm sure it's even proof of a man who doesn't look cool.
"- All right, here we go."
"Oh, just stand up. I'll kill that son of a bitch before we get to the other four."
Standing up, Reef pulls out a stabbed sword and looks at Izna.
I don't know what he meant by saying, "Don't throw your stuff away."
I know what you're saying. But I can't. 'Cause.
--I 'm not that strong.
So I'm going to take Izna down here. I'm scared, but it's tough.
You can't do sword work. Do your job as a woman. There's also talk of engagement. "
I know it's a time limit when I'm brought back to my father.
So now. No matter how cool it is, it is important to win.
The feeling is that "weakness was recognized".
"By the way, why did you make me your partner?
"Even if we have a few, it's not going to work."
He blinks at Reef's sword.
"The beast attacked me on my way to the kingdom. There was a guy who helped me. If you don't use your weapon, you will defeat the Beast....."
With distant eyes somewhere, he goes on.
"When I heard about it, they said they couldn't use their weapons, they were under a curse, and they flew us to help us.... I don't know. The movement belonged to the one who used the sword. That's not a big deal. I just don't like folding my sword in front of me."
"... heh"
Lip-sharpened Reef walks to Izna alongside a double-sword player.
"It's you, isn't it? Enough"
"Stupid bastard. --In the world, there are people who are so cute that we're not enemies when they stand up. But ma"
Relatively, Izna. Izna Sicienzan.
"--Even if there's a cute guy with no enemies, he's not as strong as there are enemies"
Double swordsman stands by.
Izna shook the hammer axe to answer.
Good. I like that dialogue, too. No one's stronger than the enemy!! Yes!! That's why I decided to keep trying!! If I'm in your way for your sake, come on!!
"- Izna Sicienzan"
Hmm?
"I don't admit it's bad. If I admit it, no one will follow me!!
Cherry blossoms are the best way to stand up.
"--Whatever it is, I'll get you out of here!
"... isn't that nice?"
Again, Izna took on the hammer axe, gripped her fist, and shouted in a state of imminent battle.
"I can't lose. But now you must be stronger than me!!