The Failed Swordsman Who Became the Strongest After Spamming the 100 Million Years Button

I invited Mr. Hydra into my room and pour the tea chilled in the refrigerator into the cup.

"Well, please ..."

"Thank you"

She came to the table and ate her tea with elegant gestures.

And-.

"..."

"..."

The silence fell between them.

(How do I ...?)

Should I do something smart from me?

(... No, but Idra-san came to my room.)

There must be something you want to talk about.

(I'm a little awkward ... but here's the right answer to wait for her to not hurry ...!)

I decided so, and looked straight at her face without any discussion from here.

Mr. Hydra doesn't seem particularly nervous, and, as usual, has an uncertain expression.

Thirty seconds after that,

"Well, um ... Idra-san, what did you do in the middle of the night?"

I endured the awkward silence, but I cut off the story.

"Ah ... yeah. I talked a bit ... but before that?

"Yes, what ....?"

"I've always been worried ... Why are you honorific?"

"……e?"

She made a short pause for unexpected questions.

"We're the same age?"

"That's right ..."

Why I use honorifics for Hydra ...

(... honestly, it's delicate how to answer)

"Because I haven't seen you yet" is a bit far away.

"Somehow" is too weak for a reason.

"Well, um ... I thought it would be better to treat the girl carefully ..."

When I was troubled with the answer and gave a bland answer,

"Rear and Rose aren't honorifics?-If you don't hate Allen, I want you to speak normally."

Mr. Hydra said so plainly.

I'm not personally concerned with honorifics.

If she's good, let me put it on your mouth.

"--I see. Well then, well ... Idra."

Because there was resistance to abandoning the girl with a lightness ...

But she smiled without any worries.

"Yeah, thank you"

Saying that, Idra got up quickly,

"And then again"

I went toward the entrance.

"Eh ...? Oh, yes. Tomorrow."

I didn't think she was the only one, so I felt like I was a little bit overworked.

Then, when Idora, who slowly put on his shoes, put his hand on the front door.

"... Oh, I forgot."

She muttered with her, she took off her shoes again and sat at the table again.

"I didn't talk about the subject. Let's talk again."

"Oh, oh."

(... this person is really natural)

When I was thinking like that, Idra opened her mouth.

"--Gohon, let's move on to the main subject."

"Well, please ..."

"Yeah, uh ... I've done a lot of training after losing to Allen at the Sword King Festival, but today's ability measurements show that the gap between you is widening ..."

She bitten her lower lip with regret.

"I thought there should be a secret ..."

"……secret?"

"Yes. There must be some secrets in Allen's strength. So I want my questions to be answered honestly."

Speaking of that, Hydra took out a piece of print paper from a small backpack.

It has beautiful characters and something like a question sentence.

Apparently, we are already ready.

"……No good?"

"No, I don't care."

There is nothing to hide separately.

If you can help her just by answering the questions, I will be happy to cooperate.

"Thank you, thank you. The first question-Allen's swordplay is very unique. Who is the teacher?"

"..."

Suddenly, things that were a little difficult to answer flew.

"Ah, ah ..... shamefully, my swordplay is" my style "..."

Swordsmen belong to some school, where they learn the basics of swordsmanship.

This is the common sense of the swordsman, and it is quite commonplace.

But it's not that common sense-swordsmen who couldn't get me into the school would have to be myself.

And the public is stupid about such protruding people as "Failure Swordsman".

"... I'm my style? Why?"

Idra, who doesn't know about "the circumstances at the bottom" like me, tilted her head mysteriously.

"... I was told," I don't have the talent. I couldn't get anywhere. "

I couldn't help concealing it, so I answered so honestly.

"It's so strong ... I just saw people without eyes."

Hydra shrugged, and immediately moved on to the next question.

How many hours a day do you spend time on swordsmanship?

How many swords instruction books have you read so far?

How much rice do you eat every day?

(Well, it looks like an interrogation ...)

I was politely answered one by one, while being surprised by more than ten questions.

"So this is the last question. What has been the most time spent training since the end of the Sword King Festival?"

"The most time spent training ...?"

"Yup"

Hydra nodded with nook.

Since you last brought this question, this question is probably the one you most wanted to ask.

(... hmm)

Training of soul dressing, darkness operation, strength training-I am doing various trainings every day, but the most time spent among them is ...

“…………

After all, this is it.

No matter what happens, only the routine of the daily routine is indispensable.

Only this has not changed since the time of the Grand Swordsman Academy.

Then

"Muh ... answer me properly."

I guessed my answer wasn't convincing, she said so.

"Oh, oh ... I'm seriously answering it ..."

Nothing is telling a lie.

The thing that I spent the most time in my daily training is undoubtedly the way I work.

"... Yeah ..." The secret of strength "is a secret."

She was unusually sullen, and muttered her.

"Beh, that's not true ..."

Speaking of the secret of strength, the first thing that came to mind was the “100 Million Year Button”.

However, I can't talk about this because I promised to never say anything else with Leia.

(... this can't be helped)

It seems that the black organization is keeping an eye on the 100 million year button.

If you say bad things, you risk not only me but also Idra.

I'm sorry for her, but I can't speak.

If I'm thinking about that,

"... Okay, so we'll 'monitor' your everyday life."

Hydra has said something that doesn't make sense.

"Well, surveillance ...?"

"Yes, surveillance. Look and steal."

"Oh, that's what ..."

I was a little surprised at the word surveillance, but "seeing and stealing" is the fundamental of swordsmanship-you don't need to get permission.

I copied and used Rose's Sakuraka Ichiryu.

"……No good?"

Hydra tilted her neck and asked her.

"No, that's okay. Well ... I don't know if it would be helpful."

"That's good, yeah ... Yeah, this is the end of the story.

She smiles happily,

"--I'll have a bath."

You showed incredible power play.

"Oh, how are you ...?"

A terrifyingly natural and quick change of topic-if not me, I would have missed it.

I was inadvertently giving permission for that vivid skill.

"Cho, wait a minute! Oh, what is a bath !?"

"... ?? The bath is a bath ...?"

"Ah ... the question was bad. I'm not asking what the word" bath "means ... I'm asking why Idra takes a bath here."

When I explain that kindly and politely,

"...? I said earlier. (...) Monitor your (...) daily life (...)."

She asserted her legitimacy.

"Monitoring everyday ...? That's monitoring my life right beside me?"

"that's right"

Hydra nodded with an expression that said, "What are you surprised so much ...?"

(… Speaking of which, I totally forgot.)

Idra's communication skills are hopelessly catastrophic.

"Maybe that means ... is it 'staying' today?"

"Of course, the backpack for that."

That's why she took out pretty yellow pajamas from her backpack.

It seemed like I was staying in my room from the beginning.

"That's what it is ..."

A man and a woman from around 1 year under one roof….

Regarding lia, we did not consider it because we had strange assumptions such as master-slave relationships.

And if I ’m troubled,

"... maybe Allen is dating someone?"

He looked slightly anxious and leaned his head.

"No, no ... not really, but ..."

Peria ... is still (...) different from that.

"……Was good"

She replied and muttered something,

"--I'll have it first."

The partition of the dressing room was closed shut.

"Oh, a little Hydra ...!"

The moment I grabbed the hem of the curtain.

I could hear the sound of rubbing.

"...?!?"

Already-I just started taking off.

(Damn ...... was done ......)

With Hydra taking off her clothes, this thin cloth curtain evolved into an "iron curtain" to protect her.

"Huh ... why did this happen ..."

Then I was sighing and I heard her humming from the bathroom.

In the same year-a beautiful girl who is incredible, taking a shower right next door.

When you think so ... your heart beats strangely, and it wasn't very calm.

(... I'm not resting, this)

After spending such restless time for a while-I heard a rattling sound of the bathroom door opening.

(…… wow, it ’s over)

At the same time, the tensioned thread loosens a little.

I don't know why ... I'm nervous when I hear the sound of Idra's bath.

Then, after a moment of relief,

"Hey, Allen. Bath towels ... where?"

Idra, who does not hesitate, opened the curtain without any hesitation.

"What, oh ...!?"

What you should never see is clearly visible.

I immediately looked away from her and shouted loudly.

"What, what ...?! What are you doing?"

"Um ... bath towel ..."

"Well, bring it! I'm going inside, or close the curtains!"

"……? all right"

She said so quietly, she returned to the dressing room and closed the curtain.

Then I hurriedly took out the bath towel from the chest,

"Well, please ..."

I inserted it in the gap of the curtain.

"Hm ... thanks"

And then, without saying anything, Hydra was in a good mood and wiped off her body.

(Is all the girls in the girls' school like this?)

Critical awareness of men is lacking.

(… No, nobody can hit “Kind” in the first place.)

As expected, this is too vulnerable.

I'm really worried if I'm involved in a strange crime.

Wait for a while-Hydra changed into cute yellow pajamas.

There is a slightly cheerful cheek with moist hair on the cheeks, and a slightly adult-like atmosphere.

"Well ... refreshed."

"……That's good"

Then I resumed the suspended flexibility, and Idra dried her hair.

She just got ready to sleep,

"Wow ... Allen, good night ..."

I fell into my bed with a big loss.

"Oh, good night ..."

Apparently she seems very weak at night.

Then I sweat in the bath and get ready to sleep-I went to bed where Idra sleeps.

She's curled up like a little child, and she's soothingly sleeping.

"... isn't it too defenseless?"

Are you trusted or are you originally this type ...?

Anyway ... Idra should have a bit more caution.

"... I'll talk about that again this time."

Then I slowly closed my eyes-and sank into slumber.