Magic? Muscle Is Much More Important Than Such A Thing! - Chapter 13

Chapter 13

The Man Called Shinigami .

While roaming through the town, I feel as though the blood scent becomes more and more apparent . However, there’s something I’m concerned with, and that’s about Firia .

Ever since I started tracking this Shinigami, Firia is just following me without uttering even a single word .

She may do that so that I can be fully focused on tracking him down, but her expression is somewhat gloomy .

“Firia . From a moment ago, looks like you’ve something on your mind but, is something wrong?”

No matter how much I think about it, I won’t ever be able to understand other’s feeling . That means I have no choice but to ask the person herself, and so, I decide to directly ask Firia .

Hearing my inquiry, Firia averts her eyes several times, and then quietly says .

“…I, don’t you think I’ll only become a hindrance here?”

Hindrance? What does she mean?

I don’t understand what Firia says because I’ve never thought her as hindrance even once, after all .

“I’m pretty confident with my magic, but battle prowess-wise… I’m weaker than you, Yuri-san . So if I’m here with you, won’t I only become an additional burden to you?”

Upon hearing her words, I finally understand what she wants to say .

Seems like she’s worried that she might drag me down in battle .

“We’re partner after all, so don’t bother to think about dragging down or the like . Moreover, Firia, you’re pretty powerful yourself, so as long as this Shinigami guy isn’t simply ridiculously too powerful, I doubt you’ll ever become a hindrance, don’t you think so too?”

“…I’ve never expected you to say such nice words . Did you by chance hit your head or something?”

The gloomy air disappears from Firia, and she unnaturally says such joke while poking her head .

“That’s just my honest feeling . ”

“I’ve perfectly receive your feeling, Yuri-san… then, I don’t think I’ll have my turn here, so I’ll just watch you from a bit further away, okay?”

In the end, seems like she decides to not participate in the fight .

“Are you fine with that?”

“Yes . Could it be, you want me to be together with you as well?”

Saying so, Firia faintly laughs ‘nihihi’ and shows a teasing smile .

I simply let out a light sigh in response .

I just can’t understand why she doesn’t want to fight such powerful opponent, but I have no intention to criticize her either . If Firia doesn’t participate, that means I can fight him one on one, after all .

Finishing our conversation, I focus myself and continue tracking down this Shinigami again .

…seems like he didn’t pass this road . This way huh .

After tracking for a while, the scent has become considerably strong . Seems like we aren’t too far off from him .

“This way . Follow me . ”

“Okay . ”

I carefully follow the scent .

And once the scent has become strong enough to the point I can’t be mistaken about it again, I stop my legs .

The scent is leading toward a certain ruin of abandoned building .

“Seems like the Shinigami is inside that abandoned building . Firia, will you wait for me here?”

So that she won’t get dragged into the battle, waiting outside of the building should be the best choice .

“Got it… please be careful . ”

Shortly answering ‘Yeah’ to Firia, I head to the abandoned building .

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Dust scatters everywhere inside of the building . I can feel it from the dust which is mixed in the air that I inhale .

When I sweep my gaze, I can see spider webs here and there .

Seems like this Shinigami doesn’t reside here from the very beginning . Perhaps it’s just a temporary hiding place for him .

I carefully advance in this quiet building to not make any sound .

Upon arriving at quite a vast room, I’m greeted by an electric-current-like pricking pressure .

An intense pressure as though I have sword thrust before my neck .

Seems like this is an opponent whom I can’t let my guard down even for a bit .

I stare at the man who is standing at the center of the room .

His whole body is wrapped in black clothes .

Those are clothes that are unusual to be found around here, those are clothes that are usually worn by those so called samurai .

With his hair that is also black, his whole black appearance really is just like a Shinigami .

The man exudes a fierce yet somehow transient presence, as though he may disappear the moment you take your eyes off of him, that’s just how faint and fragile the impression I get from him .

“Are you the Shinigami?”

The man looks toward me .

With firm but fragile looking body and pale face, he looks exactly just like a Shinigami .

“Indeed . I don’t recall ever calling myself as such, but it appears that’s how the people here refer me as . Then, who are you?”

“I’m Yuri, someone who aspires to fight against powerful people . You, how about having some bout with me?”

Toward Shinigami’s husky voice, I inquire his will to fight .

“Very well . In my life, I never refuse a duel even once . Let me bestow you death just like how I did those criminals . ”

Saying so, the Shinigami quietly grasps the sheathed sword with his hand .

His stance exudes a sharp pressure as though he may advance at any given moment .

He’s better than I expected…!

Interesting . In my whole life thus far, those who can give me such powerful pressure can be counted in one hand .

It might be bad if I don’t give him my best from the very beginning .

While shivering in excitement, I remove the limiter on my muscle .