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Mahouka Koukou no Rettousei - Volume 21 - Prologue of Disturbance (I) - Chapter 3.2




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Shiina was late not because the classes were delayed. Today and tomorrow begins attending specialized courses (magic training and practice). Second course students who do not have teachers, can freely attend classes, and first course students do everything according to the instruction of the practice teacher. Although this was not an established rule, but at least among the first course students, there was no one willing to "get off the rails" immediately after the reception.

Since the teacher who controls the visit is in all classes A through D, they do not have such a thing as extended time or overlapping schedules.

On the contrary, following from the idea that it takes time to learn what is seen with their own eyes, the students should return to classes from the overview classes before, after which they will have free time.

This principle was also used in the last lesson of the first day. In the case of class A, after the review tour there was still more than 10 minutes. The lesson ended quickly, and the usual thought at this point is that you can quickly come to the school board room, however this excess of time resulted in a harmful effect.

Yesterday Shiina was invited to the school board room after the inauguration ceremony, and, after talking about joining the school board, they went home alone with Saburou. The classmates did not have the opportunity to talk quietly with Shiina. Today, at lunchtime, Shiina went to eat with her classmates, but they ate more than they talked, so they did not talk too much. It was also awkward to make noise under the eyes of high school students.

Classmates from Class A very much wanted to establish an

"acquaintance" with Shiina.

A representative of this year's newcomers. The only person this year who is in direct relationship with the Ten Master Clans. However, despite all these titles, it seemed that the main reason that classmates of both sexes crowded around Shiina was that she was a beautiful girl, attractive even for her sex.

For first years, Miyuki's a third-year student, and besides being the next head of the Yotsuba family, was a woman whose outrageous beauty inspired fear. It was a level when you froze in fear, just met with glances.

Around Kasumi and Izumi, there was also an atmosphere that they could not just be called. Especially Izumi, despite the fact that she looked affable, she felt some nervousness and shyness. And the direct descendant of the Mitsuya family, Shiina, did not have similar difficulties for rapprochement.

As soon as the teacher left the classroom, Shiina was immediately surrounded by classmates and could not move. This continued even after the end of the classes with the same strong pressure.

Shiina was troubled by the time. She did not forget that she should go to the school boardroom. But by nature, she is a company loving personality. It can be said that this is a rarity for a woman from the Ten Master Clans. Perhaps it is also influenced by the fact that she is the youngest child in the family, separated by age among seven brothers and sisters.

For Shiina, who was worried that she would be avoided because she was from the Ten Master Clans, this kind of environment by classmates was a pleasant situation. Honestly, she considered herself guilty, that she gathered all the attention of others, except for the moment that the current situation was close to how she imagined her daily life as a high school student, thinking: "It would be so good."

I do not want to be avoided and have comments made of for the fact that I cannot read the situation, thought Shiina and could not talk about the school board in any way. But her faithful childhood friend rescued her from this goodwill prison.

"Shiina-Ojou-sama!"

[note. Translated as "young lady" or "daughter of a wealthy family".

Like any Onii-sama, left as is, as it is difficult to convey the Japanese mentality by translating this word.]

On a loud voice from the entrance to the classroom, with puzzled faces, not only the classmates of the A class that surrounded Shiina, turned around. Shiina herself looked inquiringly. No, Shiina looked just the most puzzled.

"It's time for you to go to the school board!"

Suddenly, Saburou's eccentric behavior aroused little interest, but the impatient voice of the other person made him realize that "it's time for her to go."

"The school board? Ah~, already so much time!"

Shiina's classmates also finally realized that they were delaying her.

"I'm sorry, Mitsuya-san. Hey guys! Let her pass!"

"Mitsuya-san, forgive us for this?"

They, too, did not have malicious intent, detaining Shiina. They were unconsciously engrossed in the conversation.

The first-formers simply did not have the courage to interfere with the activities of the school board immediately after entering the school, so classmates apologized one by one to Shiina.

"No, I'm also very sorry. I'll see you tomorrow."

Shiina waved her hand in a friendly way, left the ring of her classmates and walked briskly toward Saburou waiting at the open door.

Shiina quickly ran up the stairs, Saburou followed at her heels. On the way from the third floor to the next landing, Shiina started talking with Saburou.

"Saburou-kun, thank you."

"It's my pleasure. I know perfectly well that in such a situation Shiina cannot object to other people."

"Of course it is, but..." Saburou answered, Shiina was displeased. There was a feeling that her cheeks were puffed up. But, realizing that he was absolutely right, she did not object.

"...More than that, Saburou-kun, what was that?"

Although this was a direct translation of the topic, she was also curious about what it was like for Ojou-sama's unusual treatment.

"What, what was it?"

"Well, what, what did you say "Shiina-Ojou-sama" for..."

"And what's wrong with that?" Saburou did not pretend to be a fool. "Is not it an obvious fact that you are an "Ojou-sama"?"

For Saburou, the appeal of "Shiina-Ojou-sama" was as natural as the treatment of "Shiina" without nominal suffixes. Saburou's parents were not people who opposed friendly relations with the employer's daughter, but they taught the son to see the differences and not be irresponsible.

Shiina did not seem to agree with Saburou's answer, but she did not have any thoughts that could be refuted. She more than understood that in the company of magicians she is none other than "Ojou-sama."

Because of the absence, than to object, the pressure on her cheeks increased even more.

However, she believed that it would be too childish, really pout, and refrained from doing so.

"...Anyway, thanks for that. That's enough about all this."

It seems, instead of demonstrating the complaint with an expression of a person, Shiina decided to show that she was offended by her voice and actions.

Having said this, reaching the fourth floor, she defiantly turned away from Saburou and went to the school board room, burned by his gaze.

Left behind by Shiina, Saburou stopped in the middle of the stairs and sighed.

Saburou thought that such a childlike behavior of Shiina is quite an attractive feature. Also, he was glad that, not showing such a trait to anyone but him, even to his family, she proved by this that she completely trusts him.

However, Saburou's was currently puzzled. Shiina went away without any instructions for him. In other words, left him free to act. But for Saburou, "freedom", in most cases, was a nuisance that he could not cope with without knowing what to do.

When you cannot do anything without an order, it's like being a slave or a robot. Even he knew it was bad. But this did not mean that he acts by following orders 24 hours a day. On the contrary, right up until a few days ago, he spent almost all the time in training, occasionally interrupting small-scale work.

Nevertheless, if Shiina is within sight, then there is nothing to worry about the time spent. Saburou always decided what to do to himself, on the basis of the fact that he is the guard of Shiina. It was the basis of his identity to be the protector of Shiina. ...Until half a year ago.

When he was informed that he had been removed from the post of guardian, due to lack of talent. He was not angry at anyone. At parents, too, there was no point in getting angry. First of all, he would not even know Shiina if he were born at another time, so it's completely illogical to be angry with his parents.

In addition, Saburou did not give up yet. He was aware of the lack of power at the moment, but he believed that talent and ability were not the same thing. If there is not enough strength, then we'll sharpen our skills to compensate for this. He decided so.

He did not know what, specifically, he should do. Perhaps it was teenage prejudice. It was worth noting that his heart was not broken when he was deprived of his identity. His parents also thought so and allowed him to go to First High .

But then it was just a conversation about the possibility. Now Saburou is not allowed to directly serve Shiina. Therefore, he committed a gross error yesterday, thinking that he must observe from afar.

Without ideas of what to do next, he by inertia went up the stairs. He did not even think about returning home early. Accompanying Shiina on her way to and from school is one of the few privileges that were left to him.

In search of a place to kill time, Saburou went to the roof.

On the roof of First High was a real mini-garden. Various flowers and herbs (as a remedy against insects) grew in flower beds made in the form of steps, which were closed with a case for the winter, and benches were placed in the free space between the flower beds.

The weather today was clear and windless. Despite the fact that it was an April evening, the roof was quite warm. It was comfortable, as if immersed in warm, and not in hot or cold water.

Such weather caused drowsiness.

On a bench of the roof the thoroughbred cat was dozing. Saburou suddenly stopped and stared at the picture before him.

Slender relaxed body. Hair of medium length with a bizarre, slightly light color.

A beautiful face was visible, even if it was half hidden in her hand, used like a pillow, and her eyes were closed. This student was really like a thoroughbred cat.

She looked older than Shiina. Most likely, a high school student. On his shoulder, there was neither a logo with eight petals, nor emblems in the form of an eight-pointed gear. ...It was the same as Saburou himself.

In other words, it was sempai from the second course.

Saburou was fascinated by the look of a sleeping high school student for almost ten seconds before he could regain composure. The first thing he thought was, "Maybe it's better to wake her up?"

?

?

The season only changed in April. Although it's warm now, the air will cool down quickly in the evening. The wind can blow. If you sleep on the roof in such conditions, you can catch a cold.

However, when he was about to wake her up, it occurred to him that this situation could lead to a misunderstanding. Right now only he and this sempai were on the roof. When she wakes up, she may mistake him for some pervert. Or for a fetishist, who loves to spy on the sleeping schoolgirls. You cannot call this a 100% error (although only for 10

seconds, but Saburou was fascinated by the sight of this high school student), but if such a delusion emerges, it will be a big problem.

Saburou stopped the foot he had entered for a step and began to retreat very slowly and quietly back. To avoid the possible consideration of him as a pervert, he tore his eyes from the high school student and turned toward the door leading to the school staircase.

"No need to run away, it's okay."

On the side, from the bench to which he had just looked, a voice was heard. Caught unawares by a well-chosen moment, Saburou froze in place. At first, barely raising her head, now the high school student rose and sat.

Not caring about Saburou's suspicious behavior, the student stretched herself properly. In this, too, there was something feline. However, by lowering her raised arms while stretching, she looked at Saburou with a look that contained the power of a panther or a tigress, not a cat.

"I did not take you for a pervert. You were worried that I would catch a cold and want to wake up?"

"Y-yes, em..."

The explanation fell exactly on the target, why not only the language, but Saburou's whole body refused to obey.

"Hmm..."

Studying his gaze, the student nodded with a understanding sort of face.

Saburou felt very uncomfortable. The senpai, who opened her eyes, was much prettier than he imagined when he saw the sleeping face. She was full of energy and full of cheerful charm. Although he was concerned about the reaction to just staring at such a beauty, this girl was not only a cutie, but she also had a gaze that pierced to the bone.

Not to the depths of my soul. It was the power of a master's look that you do not expect to see in a girl, and who at first sight sees the level of your strength and abilities, character, strengths and weaknesses.

(...She, if I'm not mistaken...)

The name suddenly arose in the mind of the reflecting Saburou.

"Um..."

"Um, what?"

"I'm sorry if I make a mistake!"Tell me, and the name of the senpai case is not Chiba Erika-san !?"

Hearing Saburou's question, Erika widened her eyes first, and then narrowed her interest.

"Ho-ho ... Do you know me, then? And your name?"

"I'm sorry!" Saburou unconsciously straightened up. Not because of the fact that he is a high school student. Not the head, but the body ordered to treat Erika with utmost courtesy. "Class 1G, Yaguruma Saburou."

"First-grader Yaguruma, then. As you have already said, I am Chiba Erika from class 3F. If you know about me, then you are keen on kenjutsu? I suppose you specialize in short weapons, such as a knife."

By Erika's explanation, Saburou was more impressed than wary. He thought, if she really could see the learned techniques of the enemy with one glance, then it definitely was a level higher than his instructor, from whom he trained in hand-to-hand fighting. Saburou, who had recognized the well-known Erika for a long time, only now understood this.

"Such insight, this one underestimated you. This one is fond of self-defense methods using folding knives and short clubs."

[note. He spoke in a very formal tone, belittling himself to such an extent that he speaks of himself in the third person.]

Hearing Saburou's too formal tone, Erika scratched her head awkwardly.

"These formalities... From such a way to talk to the interlocutor will be uncomfortable."

"Uh, it's... I'm sorry."

"You do not need to be so formal with me. And no need for any "this",

"I" is just fine. What you usually use."

"Did you understand even this...?"

This time, what Saburou admired (about the "usually use"), was told by Erika at random. But Erika did not bother to correct Saburou's thoughts.

"By the way, you said you're working on self-defense skills, but... I do not think so."Even if your self-defense is really self-defense, it is not meant to protect you. Some dark skills that will become a shield that protects the master. Is it not?"

This question was asked confidently, almost in the affirmative.

"Did you grasp even this...?"

Saburou said the same words, but in a different tone. The previous words sounded simply with surprise, and this time it was a shock in the form of

"I cannot believe it."

The stunned Saburou on the other hand, Erika frowned for a moment, but immediately made a face like "I do not care."

"Well, I also teach some techniques in my parents' house."

When Saburou heard this, a light appeared in his eyes. It was a light that could only be called a "burning flame."

"Chiba-senpai. Though this will be impertinent, but could you teach me?"

After reading in Saburou's eyes a strong thirst, no, thirsting for strength, Erika broke away from the back of the bench. It was worth it to straighten up, as the air filled the chilling atmosphere. Saburou stared at this change with wide eyes.

"What do you want me to teach you?"

The language of Saburou, who was shy from all these surprises, was already normal. Now the obstacle for Saburou was a dry throat. Having moistened his dry throat, swallowing saliva, Saburou, having collected all his willpower, answered Erika's question:

"...Ways how to become stronger."

"Why do you want to become stronger?"

The drying of the throat only intensified. Saburou, almost coughing from this dryness, again swallowed saliva and through his strength spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Because I want to be able to protect somone with my own hands."

"With your own hands, then?"

Erika closed her eyes and smiled cynically.

"It's not good, to be honest."

Opening her eyes, she looked at Saburou with a satisfied grin.

"Good. I'll keep you company."

Erika jumped up from the bench and headed for the exit from the roof.

"Follow me." Said Erika, looking back over his shoulder at Saburou, who was confused by her abrupt actions.

 

The place where Erika was going was a small gym No. 2, the so-called

"Arena". It had a wooden floor covering, and now there was a joint training of clubs kenjutsu and kendo.

"Hmm, well, here. Aizu-kun!"

The pupil Erika was looking for watched the whole picture from the corner of the room. She bowed and entered the wooden floor and walked along the wall to this pupil. Saburou did the same bow, and followed Erika uncertainly.

"Chiba-san."


The president of the kenjutsu club, Aizu Ikuo turned to Erika and bowed. And then he went back to watching the training.

"Can I distract you for a little while? I would like to borrow a part of the training hall."

"I do not mind, but, if possible, will you join us? If strangers are injured, club management and the disciplinary committee will make a fuss. With each passing day, it becomes increasingly difficult to hide such things."

"You will not need to hide anything."

"For Chiba-san, everything, maybe, is in order, but for the members of the club you cannot say that..."

"We'll talk about this another time. In addition, today I brought you to the club beginner."

With a cry of "Uh-huh?" in an elevated voice, Saburou intervened.

"...He himself, it seems, does not really agree."

"Um, no..."

Saburou was confused, looking at the head of the Kenjutsu club.

"Yaguruma, did you want to join another club?" These words of Erika carried a lot of pressure.

"No, but, family work..." This was not an excuse. The duties for the protection of Shiina were abolished, but being a subordinate of the Mitsuya family, he still had the possibility that some work would come about which it would be impossible to talk about.

"This is normal. His name is Yaguruma-kun, you say? First-year?"

"Ah, yes."

"In our club kenjutsu there are many same, as you, doing family work. If you properly inform about such things, then no one will be condemned for missing the club activities." However, when the head of the club said this, there was a feeling that you need to join this club. "Well, I do not mean that you need to immediately make the absolute decision to enter.

After all, did Chiba-san bring you without explaining anything? You should make a decision by carefully thinking."

"...Thank you very much."

As a result, it seems that it was not coercion. Realizing that the head of the kenjutsu club was a sensible person, Saburou breathed a sigh of relief.

"Aizu-kun, you're too soft!" There was a voice that animated Saburou's alarm. The owner of these words was behind him. And it was not Erika, but someone close to her in strength.

Realizing that someone was hiding behind him unnoticed, Saburou turned nervously. There was a little girl, dressed in kendo gear. Looking at the panicking Saburou, she tilted her head inquiringly, as if asking:

"Hmm?". No malice or hostility was felt at all. Perhaps that's why he did not notice her, but Saburou decided that he relaxed and clenched his teeth.

Surprisingly looking at the worried Saburou, this student looked at President Aizu.

"Aizu-kun, to miss the long-awaited beginner right from under the nose, this is unworthy for the president behavior!"

The student pressed Aizu not aggressively, but in a tone, a bit childish for the high school student.

"Saito, even if you say so, we cannot force."

Student... vice-president of the club kenjutsu and concurrently president of the female department, Saitou Yayoi shook her indexed finger, as if to say "you did not understand."

"Ts-ts-ts [* clicks tongue *], Aizu-kun, you do not understand."

No, not only "as if to say", she actually said it. At the same time accompanying shaking with onomatopoeia.

"Uwaa, as the page..."

"Erika! I'm not strictly speaking!"

Hearing Erika's words, repeating what was on the mind of the surrounding members of the club, Saitou Yayoi returned her gaze to Aizu.

"Aizu-kun, you must not force it, but ask! For example, cause a sense of weakness from what the sempai so persuasively convinces, and take advantage of this!"

"No, will it become of this..."

"It will!"

After interrupting Aizu's suggestion with a loud voice, Yayoi turned to Saburou. She did not hesitate to reduce the distance between them.

Saburou could not retreat, behind was a wall.

"And so, beginner-kun! Uh ..."

"Yaguruma-kun." Aizu whispered the role of a prompter.

"Okay, Yaguruma-kun!"

Yayoi took Saburou's hand. Saburou for some reason did not shrink from either of Yayoi's hands, clinging to his right hand. ...Probably could not follow the developments.

Yayoi, in turn, clutching his hand tightly, gazing happily at him with wide-open eyes.

"Yaguruma-kun, are you good at this? You must enter the kenjutsu club by all means."

Yayoi's supporters, frankly speaking, looked out of control to Saburou.

If there was an enemy before him, he could easily shake it and escape.

However, he was ashamed of rude behavior towards a high school student, moreover, to a girl who does not show any malicious intent.

"Set in clubs will begin the day after tomorrow. It is necessary to follow the rules."

Erika wedged in between them. With one hand, she pressed Yayoi on both hands, clinging to Saburou's right hand. Yayoi easily released Saburou's hand.

Saburou did not understand what had happened. But Yayoi, it seems, did not interest this technique at all.

"Erika, hearing from you about the observance of the rules is a bit weird."

"Yes Yes. Now we will start training with Yaguruma, so you can postpone complaints and invitations for later?"

Erika responded with an appropriate way of looking at her with Yayoi's children's eyes.

"Training? You're from a tennis club! In addition, if you have time to play with the first year, then first ask permission for me!"

"I already received permission from President Aizu."

Yayoi immediately stared at Aizu, and then returned her gaze, which contained a dumb question "what's wrong?". Of course, it was already too late to make a problem out of the fact that Erika is so free to visit kenjutsu and kendo clubs.

"Besides, we did not come to play." Erika evenly interrupted glimpses of the president and vice-president of the club kenjutsu. From this voice, Saburou felt a cold shiver. Yayoi looked at Erika with a serious face, and Aizu twisted his eyebrows irritatedly.

"Chiba-san, I would like to ask that the matter does not reach hospitalization..."

"Maybe someone who will go to the ambulance, I will."

Not only Aizu and Yayoi, but other members of the club who overheard their conversation, simultaneously looked at Saburou. He, feeling that he had to refute something, but not understanding what exactly, in a hurry, waved his head in negative.

"What are you waiting for, Yaguruma? Start training faster."

Meanwhile, Erika had already taken off her socks and walked barefoot toward the empty seat in the corner of the room. On the way, she took a shinai from the wall. [bamboo sword]

Saburou also hurriedly took the shinai. It was about half the length of the usual shinai. Even this was a bit long for him, but, although his opponent was Erika, it was impossible to choose something better here.

"Yaguruma, would not it be better for you to take off your jacket?" Erika asked Eben, who was standing in front of her with Saburou's sword.

"I'm using a fighting style that does not need to take off my jacket ... And for your part, Chiba-sempai, will it be okay in a skirt?"

Saburou's answer was not a psychological attack, he asked seriously. The skirt of the female school uniform not only of First High, but in general of all senior schools of magic gets to the knees, and you cannot say that it can be moved easily and quickly. But these words were superfluous.

"Hmm... Do you think you have time to worry about me?"

Erika disappeared before the echo of the last letter "e" disappeared in her words. No, Saburou even caught sight of her silhouette. But, since the preparation for the movement was not read, his consciousness did not have time to react.

"Here." Erika's voice came from the left. Saburou hastily covered himself with a shinai. Saburou's block delivered by the shinai blocked a powerful blow. Instantly squeezing the joints, he tried to repel the blow.

It was a bad move.

However, the next moment Saburou felt a burning pain on his back and fell forward.

"Although it was a complicated technique, I think it is suitable for Yaguruma's battle style?"

Overcoming the pain, Saburou turned. Erika stood there with a shinai on her shoulder and looked at him.

"Will we finish on this?"

"No, more...!"

The pain in the back has already begun to pass. Saburou thought that Erika had struck so as to only hurt, but not damage. In the training center of the Mitsuya family, he already had a similar experience. If it was a real fight with a real weapon, then that blow would knock him out. He would with a high probability even be dead already.

However, Saburou thought.

(Right now, my weapon is a shinai, the enemy's weapon is a shinai.) (Assumptions, like "If it was a real battle" are meaningless.) (I can still fight, only this fact is enough!)

Saburou rushed to Erika straight from the reclining position, without getting up beforehand.

Jump!?"

"No!"

If you add meaning to the phrases of the people talking, they said:

"Jumping magic?", "No, there were no signs of magic activation!".

Besides, it was not a dialogue, they said it almost at the same time.

Perhaps they thought about the same thing, accidentally creating the appearance of a conversation. All members of the kenjutsu club, both boys and girls, were able to analyze the situation and understand that

"magic was not used."

As the high school students noticed, Saburou jumped at Erika with the help of strengthening the body of a type other than magic.

Instead of hurling himself from above, from the prone position, he jumped horizontally along the floor, aiming at the legs. An unexpected attack on an area that is almost never attacked even in kendo and kenjutsu of the old style.

However, Erika easily laid him down. In a literal sense.

A short and Saburou with him were thrown to the floor. This blow of Erika made me wonder where in such a fragile body is such power.

Erika's shinai did not touch Saburou's body. Leaving the trajectory of the jump, she just hit the top of Saburou's short shinai.

Struck in this way that the impact of the blow has spread not only to the hands, but even reached the chest. Saburou "dived into the floor" just because he stubbornly did not release the shinai from his hands. In any case, there was not damage from a direct attack. Saburou immediately tried to get up to continue the battle.

However, as soon as he lifted his face, immediately before him was a shinai. He walked past and hit the floor lightly. But the meaning of this was obvious.

"...I lost."

Saburou interrupted his rising, and, bending his head to the floor, acknowledged his defeat. Erika led the shinai. Saburou stood up and bowed to Erika.

"Body control technique is very good." As if from heaven, Erika's voice came down. "But it's not good to use in combat."

Saburou looked up and looked into her eyes. These were harsh words.

But Saburou had on his mind not a denial, nor disgust. He understood that the request for training came from him, because the opportunity to get advice from a strong opponent is very valuable. In a real battle there will be no guarantees to remain alive, having met with the enemy stronger than himself.

"Yaguruma, this is just a training session. You do not even understand this."

Erika's conversion changed from "kimi" to "anta". [different versions of the word "you"]. Saburou felt that her attitude toward him had improved.

"Of course, it's important to always take the fight seriously. However, it is necessary to distinguish when to lose - normally, and when - it is absolutely impossible to lose."

"...That is, I was too fixated on winning?"

"Looped on the duel."

Saburou was not stupid enough not to understand what was meant. His last sudden attack was a rather desperate step. It was a kind of attack, looking for ways to survive in battle with a superior opponent. As he was told, this is not the technique that should be used in training, in which you lose to try to become stronger.

"Even if it was a real fight, your attack would not work. You are not using the full potential of your body."

"...Sorry."

"You do not have to apologize to me."

Indeed, it was, but Saburou felt that he must somehow apologize.

Saburou thought that it was necessary to start everything from the beginning. Honestly, he practically did not get anything out of this situation. Only I realized my weakness. However, having already shown his insignificant level, he did not have the arrogance to ask again "I want you to teach me how to become stronger."

"But it's quite an interesting material for work."

"Er?"

Saburou was ready to bow again with apologies, but could not understand the meaning of the words said.

"Yaguruma, do you have any hidden power? Depending on this hidden power ... Yes, you probably can become stronger."

The words of denial almost burst out of his mouth. Saburou certainly had skills that are not used by ordinary magicians.

However, it was a really dirty force that can only be used for sudden attacks and murders. She was not what he needed - to defend her power.

That's why he abandoned this force and focused on honing his body management skills *. [i.e. taijutsu, better known to us as "martial arts"]

"You want to become stronger, do not you?"

However, he could not resist the words of Erika, who had fallen into the vulnerable place of his mind. Tearing his thoughts of a bluff that "I'm not capable," was melted by these words and disappeared.

"Aizu-kun, please, could you train Yaguruma? I, too, will sometimes drop by to check the situation."

"It's natural for the president to look after the newcomers to the club, but... it's so unusual for Chibi-san to take care of someone.

"It's a whim... no, a little change in my state of mind. I have one rival to whom I want to make a surprise."

Aizu could not understand why she was training a beginner to surprise a strange opponent, but then he decided to convince himself that "this is Erika."

"Yaguruma-kun." Having looked with a pitying glance, he turned to Saburou, who did not understand at all what the conversation was about.

"In our school, a set of clubs will begin the day after tomorrow and last one week. However, this rule does not apply to those who have decided to join the club on their own. If you decide to join the kenjutsu club, we are ready to receive you today."

"I... need to discuss this with someone at home."

Using this excuse, Saburou escaped an immediate response. Before the chance meeting with Erika on the roof, he was completely unprepared for something like that. And before discussing with someone, he wanted a little time to think things through.

"Then, today let's have a trial at the club." However, Erika did not care about Saburou's hesitations. "Let Aizu-kun teach you a little. Because, I think, for the current Yaguruma, of course, there are still many things that can be learned, instead of being engaged with me."

These words Saburou had nothing to protest.

"Okay, I have everything."

"Hey, wait, Erika! How about a match against me!"

"Next time."

Erika turned her back to Yayoi.

"Next time, you say !?" Great, we agreed!Without looking back, Erika waved and left the gym.

 





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