The strongest swordsman was disappointed with the world's too low level and reincarnated into another world.

I was back in my room after dinner and bathing.

In preparation for tomorrow, to rest well.

In the end, I couldn't fulfill the body I was meant to move today, but let's just say I'm going to be fully rampaged tomorrow.

When I was thinking about it, the door in the room was slammed. On a night like this, who would it be?

I hurried and opened the door, and there stood a person I knew.

"Celia? What's the matter with you?

"Shit, Master..."

The person is Celia, my apprentice. Unlike usual, the outfit is bedtime. What the hell can I do for you?

"Just a moment, I want to talk to you..."

"Talk? Well, fine. Come on in."

"Oh, yes."

I'll put Celia in the room.

So I thought I'd have you sit on the bed, too, but I remember one thing.

"Master? What is it?

I was told that Sona didn't like sitting on the bed. Then maybe it's a bad idea to let Celia sit there.

"No, it's nothing. In the meantime, why don't you just sit in that chair there?"

"Yes, I understand"

Celia may be fine because she didn't say anything, but we'll have her sit in the chair just in case.

"So, what's wrong?

"The..."

I sat in a chair, too, and I talked to her like that, but Celia was stuck in words.

Is it difficult to say anything?

"About tomorrow's battle...... I have something to say"

"What do I have to say?

"About your brother's sword, that is, the sword moves that are passed down to my family..."

Celia has said that with a serious face.

Indeed, this is difficult to say inside. Because even though Celia isn't good at that sword technique, it's a sword technique that passes to the house. Teaching that to others would be distracting.

"... no, fine. You don't have to say that."

"Huh?"

With that in mind, I block Celia's words. Most of all, that's not the only reason.

"With my information, you can move the fight forward in your favor...?

"Maybe... but that wouldn't be fair, would it?

"Isn't that fair?

Another reason I wouldn't ask Celia was, roughly speaking, this.

Hear from Celia about sword moves and take action. That's an effective method, but I didn't think it would be a good idea to use it in this fight.

"I hear from you about sword moves and I win. That does work. But even if I win that way, I don't think I can prove I'm qualified to be a master."

It feels different to win that way and I make a grand Celia master's declaration. I want to win without the help of my apprentice and prove that even my master will be fine.

Celia puts her doubts in my words.

"Are you qualified as a master? But it doesn't matter if you win..."

"I'm not talking about betting. It's not the essence, it's the mind."

That's a condition for Celia's family to recognize me, regardless of the bet. If we don't, this thing could pull its tail.

"Master...... sorry"

"Huh?"

So Celia suddenly lowered her head.

"I... I thought that would be fine if my master won. But it was shallow. You should have seen the intrinsic problems, like your master..."

"Celia......"

After all, he's a disciple.

I immediately understand what I have said and reflect on my mistakes. That shouldn't be something you can do inside.

"You don't have to apologize... from Celia's point of view, it's natural to think so"

"Master..."

But in the first place, Celia and I are in a different position. Because what I was seeing is different, it is also natural that the conclusions that can be drawn are different.

"So that's fine this time. And the next time you take advantage of me, that's fine..."

"... Yes"

Celia seems convinced by my words.

Anyway, now this story is a setback.

"Well, Celia, shouldn't it be time to go back and get some sleep?

"Ah, the, master..."

I thought we were done talking. When I said that, Celia looked a little troubled.

Hey, did I still need to talk to you?

"Well... as long as the master is good..."

"Hmm...?

"Yes, will you sleep with me...?

"Huh?"

So Celia has made suggestions.

What the hell does sleeping with you mean?

"Actually... I'm not going to be able to sleep nervously. But I feel safe on the master's side..."

"Oh, really..."

For Celia, it's no exaggeration to say that her future swordsman life will be decided tomorrow. As a result, it would not be necessary to get nervous.

But you want to sleep with me? I wonder about that.

I don't mind, but for some reason, I don't feel angry around Sona.

"After all, you can't... Master, it's going to be tough tomorrow..."

When I was lost, Celia muttered so with a sad face.

Look at that face, I'm determined. Nothing, you should be pissed off later. Now, supporting Celia is our top priority.

"No, that's fine. Just a little surprised."

"Really!? Thanks!

In my words, Celia's face brightens.

Even if I just saw this look, I'm glad I said it.

"Well, I was already going to go to bed and get ready to go to bed"

"Ah, yes. I'll get you a pillow or something from the room."

So we decided to get ready to go to bed.

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Celia's back in her room, so we're going to bed.

"All right, let's try to sleep"

"Yes!"

Celia replied well to my words.

It's good to be healthy. I'm going to sleep, so if I'm too well, I'll have trouble with that.

"Well, I'll be in the futon."

"Yes, excuse me"

We both wear one futon and face each other.

"Master... isn't it narrow?

"Oh, I'm fine"

Fortunately, the bed was large, so neither of us was small.

It's a waste of time alone, so maybe two or three is just the right thing to do.

"The... Master, tomorrow..."

"Yeah?"

"Tomorrow, good luck"

"Oh, of course. Thanks."

The words released from Celia stabbed me in the heart more than I thought.

Is support from the disciple such a pleasure?

"If..."

"What if?"

"If the outcome of the match wasn't what you wanted, I wouldn't give up..."

"Celia......"

Celia's words don't seem to come from anxiety.

Maybe it's determination. Celia made up her mind as a disciple, just as I made up my mind as a master. I don't know, I feel that way.

"Celia."

"Huh? Master?

I'll stop by Celia and hug her.

"I... will always win. Win, be your master. So you don't have to worry."

"Master..."

"But I also received your readiness. If you say so, I can work harder too. Thanks...... for choosing me as your master"

When I said that, Celia deposited herself with me.

"... thank you, Master"

"Oh......"

Tomorrow, when I say it's a battle, my heart keeps getting safer.

I'm sure we can win tomorrow. In a conversation with Celia, I thought so.

A disciple is such a courageous thing.

"Rest, Celia..."

"Yes, rest, master..."

We decided to sleep in the same position.

I can feel the temperature from Celia's body and feel a little relieved. I'm sure Celia is the same. We didn't have to exchange words to understand that.

This is how we slept.