Chapter 14.2 - Thousand Blade Academy and the Big Five Holy Festival [4] – part 2 (1/2)

14. Thousand Blade Academy and the Big Five Holy Festival [4] – part 2

When I came to realise, I was standing in an unfamiliar place.

「Eh…? Where am I…?」

Surely, I was fighting with Cain-san at the Big Five Holy Festival… and then…

「…Oh right. The moment I was cut by his soul dress, I lost consciousness.」

Looking around, I saw a small, dirty house.

And one more thing – numbers were listed in the air.

99Year 12Month 31Day 23Hour 59Minute 42Second.

It’s probably like a time limit of this world, with the numbers decreasing second by second.

「No way… is this a prison of time?」

I feel that the air and atmosphere are a little like that of the other world.

(This… should be the ability of his soul dress〈Hell Hundred〉)

Guessing from this situation now – until the clock reaches 00Year 01Month 01Day 00Minute 00Seconds, the target that was cut by the soul dress – that is, the ability to seal the target in this world for a hundred years.

「For now… shall I try it lightly?」

If this is a world with the same or similar structure to that other world… it can be cut.

I moderately concentrated,

「-HA!」

I swung down the sword while holding back considerably.

Then the space through which the sword passed through, greatly wavered.

(Yoshi… there is a reaction)

If this is the case, I will be able to escape from here at anytime.

(But, wouldn’t it be a waste…?)

I obtained a hundred years after all.

There is no other way to make effective use of this.

「Well then, first of all, check the surrounding environment…」

This was my second experience, and this time there was a way to escape, so I was able to act very calmly.

Then I spent an hour investigating the world.

From the conclusion, this world was also a small sphere.

If I walk out of the worn-out house and walk a little in a straight line, I get to the back door of the house.

Fortunately, the house had everything needed for life, although the quality was poor.

Bare minimum food.

A bath where I can somewhat stretch my feet.

Tattered mattress and comforters.

「Un, this is plenty.」

Although it’s not as gorgeous as that other world, the necessities were present.

After getting a grasp on the situation,

「Yoshi, let’s swing the sword!」

I decided to fully enjoy this world.

Unlike that hell loop, it’s really easy to get out anytime.

Fear, frustration, anxiety – I can face my swordsmanship purely without being trapped by those negative feelings.

Ten years later.

I was just swinging every single day.

Control the breathing, raise the sword – swing it down.

This movement has been repeated thousands and hundreds of millions of trillions of times.

My heart seems to be purified with every stroke.

(Aa, I’m happy…)

Swing the sword silently without anyone getting in the way.

It couldn’t be replaced by anything else, my heart was content.

Eat.

Sleep.

Swing the sword.

While living such a wonderful life – there was only one thing that burns my heart.

(There is only a mere 90years left…!)

Yes, it’s the remaining time.

The clock in the air pointed to 89Year 07Month 10Day 19Hour 15Minute, and the remaining time was less than ninety years.

(And there are still many more things I want to do…! A-Anyways, I should hurry up…!)

Twenty, thirty, forty years later… time progressed at the speed of light.

And after fifty years, the results of the training began to sprout little by little.

「Sakura Blossom One-Sword Style – Sakura Flash!」

「Iron Cutting Style – Rust-Off!」

「Cloud Style – Cirrocumulus!」

I succeeded in recreating the techniques with reference to the basic philosophy, type, and the essence of the school that I asked my friends from Class A before.

Sakura Blossom One-Sword Style was the only technique I learned by imitation… Surprisingly, I was able to learn it immediately.

However, soul dress was the one thing I couldn’t manifest.

In the first place, I still don’t know how to develop a soul-dress – I didn’t know the training method for it.

(I hope they will start teaching it soon in class…)

Thinking about that, I kept swinging my sword today as well.

Finally, it became 00Year 01Month 01Day 00Hour 00Minute 01Seconds.

A second later – the white world will collapse with a sound.

「No way…? It’s over already…?」

Honestly, it passed by in an instant.