Transported to a hyper-realistic RPG.

Upon returning from the journey, my brother immediately went to Genjiro, thanking him and telling him that he would protect his home in the future.

Genjiro was very pleased that his brother had returned, and he drank lunch and alcohol while talking with various people.

My older brother, who came back after noon, called me after a little talk with Sena.

"Brother.

"Come in."

"Excuse me.

Open the fusuma and enter. Sit in front of your brother.

"How are you feeling?

"It's getting harder and harder to exercise, but it's still okay.

"... I see.

"Please tell me more about your brother's journey than about me.

"That's right... a lot happened.

After that, my brother told me a lot about his journey.

After leaving the city, he walked through small towns and villages, helping people in need there, and brushing his sword's arms while earning money by crushing monsters.

"Monsters are taking a lot of damage in that village.

"Well... what kind of damage?

"Some people have been roughed up or injured in their fields.

"Oh no... you're still scared of monsters..."

"Oh, it's not like reading a book or listening to someone else.

It was a monster named Brown Snake who vandalized the village, but this is big. I don't know. Hmm!

"Well... did you target such a monster?

"I couldn't take it down on my own when I started traveling. We worked with the villagers and managed to take them down.

It hurts how weak I am....

But I'm not the type to give up there. In the village I went to next.... "

And the stories from my older brother coming out one after the other are like the world in a book.

There were stories of big monsters, good demons in a lonely village, and bad guys tricking me on my journey and stealing money...

It was obvious to the people who lived outside the city, but for me everything was fresh and fun.

My brother and I forgot that time passed and became obsessed with the story. By the time we took a breath, the sun had already begun to fall.

"You've been talking for a long time.

I see. Shall I continue again?

"Yes."

Thus, my brother came back to the Mansion, and the inside of the Mansion became a little brighter.

However, it wasn't as bright as when my father and mother were there.

And... my brother's a little... no, he's overprotective of me a lot.

At that time, it seemed that the failure to protect me was still strong in my brother, and anything that tried to do anything dangerous would fly in.

I also strongly mentored the girls, and the atmosphere was very different from when my father was there.

However, it was all done for me, and I couldn't say strongly, and I thought if my older brother was satisfied... but sometimes it was too much, and it was a little trouble.

Maybe... you've been searching for a way to cure my illness all along the journey, but I don't think it's because you didn't even get a clue...

I also strongly say it only when I have done too much, but otherwise, I have my brother do what he wants.

After my brother came back, after a while, I decided to select the four demons who were vacant due to my father's death.

When I asked Genjiro-sama about it, it was Genjiro-sama's plan.

He just made it possible for me to participate in the selection, and he said that the power necessary to grasp that seat was up to me, so I didn't do much... but I really appreciated Genjiro-sama enough to take care of her.

Whatever it was, the father's succession was made.

The succession of Shiki is decided by the tournament without exception.

Although the tournament…, only those who are confident in the selection of Shiki will participate, so participation will be limited. Basically, from within the dojo where Shiki is open, public participation is also accepted, but there is no public participation first. To the extent that there are rare participants from other dojos.

Therefore, even if a lot of people gather around ten people. It seems that there were about five of them when I was older.

Originally, my father handled it, but it was impossible, so Genjiro handled it this time.

In the Shiki selection, because the participants seriously bump into each other, they cannot do it in the dojo, and it is done outside the city.

However, since it is not intended to kill the opponent, it is a battle with each weapon that is good at preparing a different one with no blade standing.

They must be made to be the same in weight and comfort, and a blacksmith's arm will be tested.

Since the selection tournament has been announced for a long time, participants can ask the blacksmith by themselves or, if not, the organizer. However, basically, the organizers are rarely asked to hire blacksmiths who can be trusted by themselves.

Moreover, those who decide to participate in the selection often prepare well in advance of the competition, and will only be charged for the cost.

In the case of my brother, I have received my father's sword, so I will use it as it was when my father participated in the selection tournament.

Me, Sena, and Gonzo decided to go to the tournament for my brother's support, and I couldn't walk outside, so I moved outside the city in a basket. My brother took the trouble to escort me to the venue to participate in the tournament.

I remember it was a sunny day.

Under the penetrating blue sky, there was a battlefield outside the city... but there was an audience seat a little further away around a simple object that just created a flat and large foundation with earth magic.

The step-by-step, circular audience seat is almost full, even though there is still time until it begins.

I feel a fever at the gesture of the gathered people.

I've never actually seen the tournament with my own eyes, but Sena and Gonzo called out when they were overwhelmed by the number of people.

"Sakura! Master Siden!

"Senna, Miss Gonzo. Thank you for coming today.

"What are you talking about! You're supposed to come!

Good luck, Master Siden!

"Oh, thank you. I'm over there, so please take care of Sakura.

"I'll leave it to you!

"I don't trust you! Senna, please!

That's how I ran, brother.

"Niisama... I'm sorry..."

"Don't worry about it.

He said he wouldn't admit it until he became a Four Demon, but he shouldn't have to hit it hard... and Gonzo just smiles every time...

"This day has finally come.

"Yes."

Even though it is my brother who participates, for some reason I get nervous.

"Master, I have prepared another seat for the awkward. Don't sit back and wait.

"Yes."

We go to a special seat made a little inside the audience seat and lower our hips. Master Gonzo, it's my turn, Senna.

When you sit down, the stage gets closer and more nervous than expected.

"Nice to meet you.

Master!

After sitting down for a moment, Genjiro called out. There is also a wife, Leica, beside you.

"Sakura, how's Siden doing?

"He seemed a little nervous, but I think it's okay.

"... I see. I haven't seen anything since Siden got back. It's amazing how far things have changed.

"I... it's best if I don't get hurt.

"Hahaha! Sakura doesn't like these things!

"Fewer girls are good at it. Rather, Gonzo.

"Why not? Mr. Leica.

"It's closer than the rest of the seats, so if anything happens, do your best to protect them.

"That's what I'm going to do without being told.

Well, maybe there's something...?

I got nervous in a different way...

"Lord Sakura. It's okay. Don't let them scratch each other.

"Ha, yes..."

"It's okay, it's okay! Don't worry so much, something rare happens!

Sena is blurry.

There's Gonzo next door... yeah. It's okay. It's okay.

Nevertheless... when Gonzo entered Genjiro's dojo, his impression changed...

I don't need to show you around anymore. Is this Gonzo the way he is?

The crisp Gonzo is lovely, but the gentle Gonzo that overflows from the inside is also lovely...

However, when you call me, I may miss you a little... as before, I'd like you to call me "Sakura"...

"Sur cooler?

"What?! Oh! What?!

Senna calls me with her eyes closed.

Sena keeps her voice down and talks.

"If you keep watching Gonzo, you'll miss the game.

"No, I didn't do that!

"Really?

"It's true! Ah! Look! Looks like it's starting!"

After laughing like a successful kid, Sena turns her eyes to the stage.

Looks like I've been staring at Miss Gonzo for some time... I haven't seen her in a while... I have to be careful.

"Everyone, you've gathered!

It was Genjiro who came up to the stage. When he shouted out, the crowd that was stirring calmed down.

"First of all, I think everyone already knows... Shunlai, who was the fourth demon in this district, is already dead.

No matter how much it is handled internally, you can't stand a door in a person's mouth. I didn't know! There was not a single audience that responded.

"So, although it is the Shiki of another district, this Genjiro will let me take charge of this selection match.

Firstly, there are five participants today. The strongest of them will become Shiki in the southern district in the future.

Basically, there are rules for selective matches. Weapons are imitations, but they also use magic and magic.

However, highly lethal items are prohibited from use, and if they are violated, they will be disqualified at that time.

To put it bluntly, you can do anything, but don't let them die. That's what it looks like.

"But this is a real match. It is also possible to get injured and in some cases kill the other person.

Those who can't see it are strongly advised to leave now.

In a dangerous situation, Genjiro-sama seems to stop, but if it is a game that decides on the Four Demons, it becomes quite intense.

Especially, the use of magic and divine powers is permitted, and we know that it will be a fierce battle before it begins. However, if you say it again, you'll want to leave.

"Sakura, it's okay. Siden is strong, so he won't get hurt.

"That's right..."

I'm worried, but... it's a sunny stage for my brother. We need to be strong.

Well then! We're going to hold the Four Ones Selection Battle in the South District!

"" "" Wow!

As the cheers rose, Genjiro went down from the stage.

"Well, it's finally starting... for some reason, I'm getting nervous.

"Wow, I'm getting nervous, too.

"When you two get nervous, you get nervous until we get nervous!"

"Alright! Let's start the first match!

When Genjiro sat down, the other person came out and proceeded with the game.

The first match was a battle between junior students who belonged to the dojo where their father was.

Out of the five, my brother's most vigilant opponent appeared quickly.

Showdown name.

Lower your rough brown hair on your shoulders without wrapping it up, and cat back.

I can see thick eyebrows and bright red eyes between my hair. Though I could see his face, he looked like a starving beast, a little like Gonzo when I first met him.

However, unlike Gonzo, I felt terrible when I looked at his eyes. The participants were all anxious to kill, and it may be natural to feel scared… but I felt a little different from the others.

He is lowering his red and black knife to his hips and looks like a slightly longer blade than a regular knife.

"You're the one my brother was alert to.

"The guy with the brown hair?

"Yes."

"It certainly conveys the feeling of tingling.

"I have to look carefully and let the handicapped study.

Gonzo, who was a little upset, opened his eyes so as not to miss the game.

"Well... here we go!

Gaki!

"" "" Wow!!!

Almost simultaneously with the signal, two athletes ran into the center, crossing a bladeless sword and cheering from the venue.

I knew it, it was magic! Though I thought...

Shit! Shit!

Run, knot, run, knot. Repeat that, both of you.

I can understand that such a thing is happening, but the two movements are too fast and I hardly know the details.

"... Mr Shaw seems to be a good one so far.

"Gonzo, can you see?!

"Huh? Can't you see Sena and the others?

"I'm chasing you too fast, so I'm doing my best..."

"I see... now Lord Shood is pushing. However, the opponent is also pressing hard.

"More like this... Dawn Burn! I thought it was gonna be like this, but don't you use magic?

It seems that Sena thought the same thing.

"Magic basically takes time to activate. I have to draw a magical formation.

Certainly the magic is more extensive and capable of high-power attacks, but one-on-one, and at this distance, it is faster to cut with a sword.

It is said that I can use it, but I don't think there are many occasions when I use magic.

In other words, it is acceptable to use it, but it is up to the person to use it.

"Besides, all of you here can use your powers. There is no need to draw a magical formation, and this one is easier to use.

In short, the higher of the two, the use of divine powers and swordsmanship, wins. I think so.

"The preparatory campaign is not over... it's about to begin.

When Gonzo said so, the two athletes stopped moving a few meters away.

They've been moving so hard... they're not breathing at all, and it seems true that Gonzo said it was a preparatory exercise.

"I still hate him.

…………

Showdown returns silently to the opponent's words.

I'm not going to talk to you... like that?

At that time, the shadow of the black stone spreads before your eyes.

"Nah, what?!

"What's wrong?!

I was surprised all of a sudden, but apparently it doesn't look like Gonzo or Sena.

Is this... the power of cherry blossom tongue...?

Until now, I've only seen black stones, but you can't even see things made of magic...? No, it's not.

I've seen my father use his powers, but I didn't see them.

I think my father was using his powers when he protected us. My father must have used his powers to move at a speed that no one could reach. I couldn't see it.

Does that mean it looks like it's been a while...? I don't think it's that simple... because I wasn't trying to use the Magic Eye right now...

"Nah, it's nothing..."

They looked at me with a strange face, but I was silent thinking that it was not something to talk about now.

I don't know... I might have kept quiet thinking it was proof that the condition had progressed.

I didn't hear from the doctor about this condition, but...

It's all right... your body is still listening to you... but now let's focus on the game of choice.

I don't know why I see it, but they both use their powers by wrapping a rope around their feet.

"Don't you know how to use your powers?

"It is the ultimate of each genre. It's not like you can tell me because I became a student.

"That's right..."

In other words, I now have a dangerous existence where I can see at a glance the extreme power of any genre...

I don't think this is something to tell others...

Apparently, the extreme power of the quick sword is a way to extend the divine power wrapped around your feet simultaneously with kicking the ground. Now that you can kick the ground using both the leg force and the power of God's extension, you can achieve an unusual speed...

I can see the movement trajectory thanks to my eyes, and I know what I'm doing somehow, but without this, I probably don't know what it is.

Ganging! Ganging!

When the trajectories of the two powers collide, you hear the sound of the sword.

"It's not fast..."

"Sometimes I can see myself, and then I don't know what's going on..."

"I can see the awkward too.

"This is the true meaning of the Speedsword... the audience seat seems to be quite exciting... can you see it?

"Maybe most people don't see it. That's why it's so exciting.

"I don't know what's going on! Wow! You mean...?

"Well, that's not what I meant.

"I can't get stuck like that.

"Don't get stuck in Sena's jam. Don't move the game.

Hmm...

"This... looks like it's going to be settled.

"Really?!

As always, the two of them are moving around at an incredible speed on the stage, but it seems that Gonzo sees it coming to an end.

"Shaw is slightly faster. There have been a number of rare occasions from earlier... but the opponent's athletes were also doing well. But that doesn't sound like it.

Gagging! Gagging!!

There is a high metal sound.

When the sword intersected in the center of the stage, Shaw wrapped the opponent's sword and flew it out of his hand.

Cashan...

The imitation knife fell at the edge of the stage, and Shaw's imitation knife was pointing at the opponent's neck.