The Mad Synergist of the Forest
This event took place a few days before Hajime and the others set out for the Schnee Snow Fields. Four figures walked down a small road heading toward one of Verbergen’s outlying settlements.
“Why does he have to do this away from the city?” Kouki grumbled.
“Yeah, why doesn’t he just do it in his room?” Ryutarou added, his arms folded behind his head.
“I guess it’s just a habit of his? Anyway, who cares why? I just want to know how my artifact’s turning out. I can’t wait to see what it’s like. Oh yeah, you already got yours from Nagumo-kun, right Shizushizu?”
“Yes, I did. And I have to say, it’s insane what he’s done with it. You can expect yours to be just as amazing, Suzu.”
Despite her words, Shizuku’s expression was somewhat stiff. Suzu somehow doubted being optimistic was a good choice here. Kouki and the others were currently on their way to get their new artifacts from Hajime. After obtaining evolution magic, Hajime had constructed a temporary workshop in the outskirts of the capital and had done all of his experimenting there. He’d holed himself inside it the past few days, and today was finally the day Kouki and the others’ artifacts had been completed.
The party arrived at the building that served as Hajime’s temporary workshop and looked it up and down. It had clearly been transmuted, as it was a simple one-story affair made entirely of metal. Kouki walked up to the door and knocked.
“Nagumo, we’re here. It cool if we come—” Kouki was interrupted by an explosion coming from inside. The hero and his comrades screamed in shock. The door burst outward and hit Kouki squarely in the face. The impact knocked him directly backward into Ryutarou and the two of them flew back into the forest. Thanks to the fact that Kouki and Ryutarou had slowed the door’s momentum, Shizuku and Suzu were able to dart out of the way before they were barreled over too.
“K-Kouki-kuuuuuun, Ryutarou-kuuuuuuuuun!”
“Wh-What just happened!?”
Shizuku and Suzu’s panicked screams echoed through the forest. As the dust cleared, the workshop’s owner appeared nonchalantly in the doorway.
“Yo, sorry guys. Something blew up on accident. Anyway, come in.”
“Like hell we’re going to walk into that deathtrap!” Suzu and Shizuku said, completely in sync.
“I-I thought I was going to die there...”
“Thank god I kept up with my training. If I hadn’t leveled up this much, I might have died.”
Kouki and Ryutarou emerged from the depths of the forest. Their clothes looked disheveled, but they didn’t seem to have suffered any serious injuries. Tears of relief spilled from Suzu’s eyes and she ran over to her two comrades. Shizuku, on the other hand, rounded on Hajime.
“Hey, Nagumo-kun! What was that explosion!?”
“Oh, the self-destruct feature I installed into your artifacts malfunctioned. Haha, I never thought I’d mess up like that. Well, it’s no big deal. Anyway, come in.”
That sounds like a very big deal to me! Kouki and the others thought simultaneously. They now understood why Hajime had decided to put his workshop somewhere far from people. Kouki and the others timidly walked into Hajime’s workshop, feeling as though they were entering a minefield. As they stepped inside, Kouki noticed his Holy Sword lying in a corner of the workshop. It was covered in soot and smoking.
“My swoooooord!”
Sounding as though he’d just found a fallen comrade on the battlefield, Kouki rushed over to his beloved weapon. It was blinking faintly, as if imparting its dying words onto Kouki. After a few seconds, the light went out, and Kouki’s sword died.
“Holy Swooooooooooooooooooooooooooord!”
Had this been a play, this would be the moment a haunting refrain started playing while spotlights shone down on Kouki.
“Stop exaggerating. It was just a little explosion.”
“Wait, it was my sword that exploded!? Actually, how the hell did that even happen!?” Kouki bore down on Hajime, furious.
Hajime easily pinned him down and said casually, “What do you mean? I just told you I was testing the sword’s self-destruct feature and it malfunctioned. Don’t worry, though, only your sword’s special. All of the other artifacts won’t blow up by accident.”
“Are you crazy!?” Kouki screamed as hugged his sword, as if indicating that he would never hand it over to Hajime again.
Ryutarou and the others shouted, “Don’t add a self-destruct feature in the first place!”
“Nagumo-kun. Just to make sure, you haven’t put a self-destruct feature into my katana, have you?” Shizuku timidly held her sword away from her body as she asked that.
“Don’t worry.”
“Th-Thank god, I knew you wouldn’t—”
“It has one too.”
“Get rid of it this instant!” Shizuku roared as she rapped Hajime’s head with the flat of her blade.
“Why? Self-destruct features are what every craftsman dreams of making. What are you going to do if you can’t blow yourself up when the time calls for it? A weapon that can’t self-destruct has no artistic merit whatsoever. Why can’t you plebians understand that?”
Grumbling to himself, Hajime nevertheless did as he was told and removed the self-destruct features from the four’s weapons.
“Alright, let me explain all the upgrades... We’ll start with Amanogawa’s Holy Sword.”
“What the hell did you do to it?” Kouki asked, sounding like a detective interrogating a mad scientist.
“Hmph, no need to look so afraid. Try pushing the button by the hilt.”
“What button? Wait, you added a button to the handle! ?”
Glaring at Hajime, Kouki reluctantly pushed the button. There was a strange sound, and pure white light enveloped the sword.
“Wh-What’s this?”
“A lightsaber version of your sword. I call it Fuu.”
“Fuu!? What kind of name is that!?”
Every time Kouki swung it, it made an odd buzzing noise, like an actual lightsaber. Unfortunately, there was no other magic contained in the light, so it couldn’t actually cut through everything like a real lightsaber. In the end, it was a fake.
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