Prologue (2/2)

Without letting people know that I was using ancient j.a.panese martial arts,

I cut through a paper being hung in the air with a j.a.panese sword.

I also performed a professional soccer free kick with an arrow

And pierced a baseball thrown by a baseball player mid-air using a spear.

Making my techniques into exhibition shows is a little offensive, but my fame skyrocketted.

One day, I planned to go overseas and visit a certain tribe in Africa.

There was a fighting festival in that tribe. Then I partic.i.p.ated and completely defeated the best Hero of the tribe.

That night, many women in the tribe approached me, the interpreter was nowhere to be found, so I couldn’t understand a thing they said. But, I knew that they were approaching me s.e.xually, it wasn’t a bad offer.

I left the tribe, went to the airport and entered the plane.

I was sleeping when the airplane started to shake.

The surrounding pa.s.sengers were confused and panicking.

I looked out to the window and saw fire was emitting from the engine.

The plane shook even more violently.

I shut my eyes and let destiny decide my fate.

Hm？Am I still alive？

Perhaps I was miraculously saved？

Why am I feeling like I’m floating？

I don’t really understand.

My body isn’t moving very well…

「Delivered！It’s a spirit！My child is blessed！」

(TN: Seirei = spirit)

Wait what？

I looked at the scenery around me.

Within my vision was a gra.s.sland dyed in snow everywhere.

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