34 32 Whats needed, whats needed... maybe not now!! (1/2)

Tanaka Jiro, 28 years old, single

Her Suela Hendelberg

Memory Tris

Occupation Dungeon Tester (full-time) + Recruiter

Magical aptitude 8 (general class)

Post Warriors

Out of the cloud of dust, the familiar face of Instructor Kio emerges.

It was as if he was going out for a leisurely stroll somewhere, smashing through a visibly sturdy wall, but if you think about it, this is a dungeon that exists in a different space.

Normally, you would not be able to reach this place even if you used a rock drill, but how did he appear?

This guy? In the case of the ”I'm not sure if I'm going to reach it with spunk or something, but it's definitely an anomaly from a magical standpoint.

If you stare intently, you can see the rainbow-colored space behind the dust cloud.

If you assume it's another dimension, then this instructor has walked through another dimension.

Sir, I have a question.

”Oh, what?

”How did you get here?

I didn't ask you how you got here, and the question of how you got here got here got ahead of me, but I couldn't be more wrong.

Theoretically and logically, this man has appeared in a way that is fundamentally unthinkable from a common sense perspective.

It would have been more convincing if he had appeared as Fusio with transference magic.

We wouldn't understand the method, but I think we could have preferred the why.

No, I think the way Instructor Kio appeared was also typical of him.

I'm more convinced that the way he appeared was just as I imagined.

If the instructor appeared stylishly in transition, that's something, but to me, it just doesn't feel right.

It's not a bad idea for him to appear in an instant at transition, but I prefer the way he suddenly shows his back and says, ”Well, you called me.

Well, this is the end of the escape from reality.

That's the spirit!

You're the only one who can do something about it, though!　Let's get some air in here!

The tough look on Instructor Kio's face as he responds with a thumbs-up is so refreshing.

I'm annoyingly convinced of this.

I didn't understand, but I was an idiot for going into the final battle with seriousness!

I haven't been told, but I feel like I've been told to look like an idiot for taking it so seriously!

Can't complain though!

”Calm down, Jiro-san, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you to come to our aid.

”Huh huh, sure.

This guy?　A demon?　You are an instructor, but your real job is as a general, and you are one of the best in the demon king's army.

But don't ever ask who is stronger when there are generals in the room.

Once, during a break in training, I asked him which is stronger, Instructor Kio or Instructor Fusio, but his smile only grew deeper and deeper, and he didn't elaborate.

Instead, he showed me hell.

Blown away by the aftermath, I was on the edge of unconsciousness and could do nothing but watch the clash between the mastery of swordsmanship, which cuts and slices through the demonic laws, and the mastery of magic, which tries to kill and overwhelm the technique, until Suela came to rescue me.

I can still vividly recall that overwhelming scene.

One of the actors who staged it came to the rescue.

That's reassuring.

I tried not to feel it, but the pressure is still there.

Although it's not very much, the extra tension in your body relaxes.

”And then?　I'm here because the general told me to take back the company, do you have any information about the enemy?

”Are you sure you're clueless?

You'll have to reinsert that power at the unexpected statement of Instructor Kio.

A job is only as good as the arrangement.

Only a rookie is allowed to do what he's told to do, after being told to do it.

Well, I thought your status would be higher than your brain when you crossed the space where the dimensional wall should be after being told to retrieve it, but I didn't think it would be this high.

”Oh?　Crush the enemy, isn't that enough?

There must be a trap or something.

”You can take care of yourself if you hit them.

No, when there are more of them.

That's great, more time to have fun.

By the way, have you ever challenged the president?

”Oh!　That was fun!

Ah, I knew from the training that this instructor is a fighter.

He knows what to fight and how to fight, but his priorities are absurd.

Normally, one should gather information before taking on a battle, but he has been using the insane warfare method of gathering information while fighting in the field.

...... Can you do anything about it?

”I think you will. Maybe.

Although I feel a little uneasy about instructor Kio, who smiles broadly as he reminisces about those days, I trust and rely on him.

If he's not good enough, I won't be able to resolve this incident, let alone stand on my head, unless some hero with an oversized hidden talent opens his eyes.

You scratch your head and sense the uncertainty of the future.

Are you Jirou?

”Hmm?

My first impression was out of place .

I thought I was mistaken when a quiet but clear voice, like the sound of a bell, entered my ears, but apparently I was wrong.

As the smoke settles and the demons gather, a smaller shadow slowly comes forward amidst the large-bodied beings.

The figure, which is divided into left and right like Moses, coupled with the blue kimono with high ears of rice, seems to indicate that she herself is a noble being.

The hair stretched out to the shoulders to be dominated by the petite body and the white skin that does not know dirt is also like a powdery snow and gives the image of a snow woman.

Ephemeral, one wonders why she's here, but the impression changes when I catch a glimpse of her.

The two crimson horns that rise up on either side of your forehead are the proof of the demon, and a huge black iron thrust that seems to be two to three times the size of your own body, which is not commensurate with your petite stature, and crimson eyes just like the horns are catching me straight in the eye.

You're going to have to be able to get the best out of it.

You're Jirou?

”Yeah, but

Not caring about the delay in answering, she asked again, a little struck by the equipment with such a gap between my initial impression and the one that was followed.

So I finally managed to reply, but

Is this how a demon is supposed to greet people?

I got it.

The girl in front of me didn't give me a clear answer even though I was asking her a question.

I sensed something cold in my conditioned reflex and let my nerves grab the mineral tree before my head.

If I had doubted it, I'm sure my torso would have been crying out to be parted by the shattered cobblestones beneath my feet, convincing me.

”What?

Whoa, don't move. You, too, girl.

”Huh.

I can't shift my gaze, but I can hear the voice of Suela and the others that blocked their movements.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.

”Onion king-sama, what's this all about!　No way!

”Ooh, don't get me wrong, I didn't join the rebellion, okay?　Now it's not the general who stopped you, it's me as a father.

Do you understand the situation?　Even while doing this!

You think you know what you're doing?　Don't worry, the guy behind the door will be able to kill you in seconds. That's why.

Get out of my daughter's way.

As if to break Suela's words, the words flowed down, leaving no one to say anything.

”Don't tell me you're an idiot, instructor!

As I stood in front of the killer air, with magic power circulating in my body, those words were no reason for me to be silent.

”d*mn, it's not just a matter of getting rid of a problem, it's a matter of getting rid of a problem again!

”Jiro.

The strength of the muscles were indeed phenomenal, but the weight was no big deal, even taking into account the weight of the kung fu.

Although sharp and fast, the weight itself was manageable considering the weight it had just received.

That's why I was able to send it flying once it was out of range.

I don't know why, but I don't have time to ask. Suela, the fastest way for me to win is for me to take this girl on and win in the end. Wouldn't you?

”...... Oniou-sama

Kaka, I'm happy to have a smart apprentice. Hey, win or lose to Ina, I'll clean up this mess on my own.

”I felt like I should have lost quickly, but then,

”Oh.

We will hunt for your life.

I knew it!　You battle-crazed father and son!

And before you can swear, the girl called Ina attacks you again.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.　I think she was a quiet girl who didn't talk much until just now!

The ephemeral snow has changed to a caustic blizzard.

I hate to say it, but the mouth that looks like it's about to start laughing with a kukeke kekeke is giving off a creepy look to the face that is well-defined.

You'll be able to control a weapon that is not supposed to be suitable for her stature.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most out of this new collection.

So we have to start by adjusting our eyes.

But it's not unblockable or fast.

Of course. She's my daughter?

”It doesn't look like you at all!

It's just like my wife!

That makes sense!

In response to the convincing words of instructor Kio, my arms and legs are busy moving in tandem with my opponent's movements while I talk nonsense.

It is said that in the past, Japanese warriors wore loose-fitting clothing such as hakama (traditional Japanese dress) in order to prevent them from being able to discern the movement.

I don't know if this girl's clothes are also meant to be like that, but as a consequence, it's difficult to anticipate her long sleeves and long hems by watching her muscles and joints as she moves around undisturbed in her long kimono.

I've got a weapon that is classified as a large sword, and the material it's made of doesn't break or bend or chip when struck.

It's not exactly the price you paid for a new car.

However

I'll definitely charge you for overtime!

What's so sad that we have to kill each other with such a girl?

If you're fighting someone who can usually be described as a beautiful girl.

Stop!　We should not fight!　And don't kill people!　I guess I should say: ......

”Stranger is sad huh?

I didn't!

I guess I've gotten used to it.

This cut-and-stress atmosphere.

You should be frightened of the murderous atmosphere, but when the blade passes by your ear in increments of a few centimeters, a numbing sensation will only tell you where it is.

The hesitant step will crack the cobblestones and increase the momentum of the swing down.

”Hmph!

”Oh, yeah, brother, yeah, yeah!　More!　You can play with us!

”I'd be more emotionally happy with a more peaceful game if I could!

The girl who attacked me happily as if she were playing with me, and as if the switch to battle had been turned on for me too, I shook off the mineral tree with a ferocious smile.

Haha!

The blow raised from below should have the power to break your upper and lower body into tears if it hits, but it ducks and ducks like a guru trained by a tengu, flying lightly.

The feeling of cutting through the sky adds fuel to my motivation.

Oh, if that's your thing. Okay, let's play tag!

In the span of a few moments, less than a tenth of a second, as if to re-capture the breath you would have exhaled, you fill your lungs with air and put pressure on your belly.

Slightly changing the angle of the soles of your feet, you transfer the force from your toes to your waist, from your waist to your back, from your back to your shoulders, from your arms, and from your fingers, bringing the image of a sword line into reality.

'You're fast!　You're a winner!

Swallow Return .

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most out of this one.

It's not just a matter of time before you get to the point where you'll be able to get a better idea of what you're looking for.

But as long as my feet are on the ground.

I'm not there yet!

Again, brain waves and simultaneous movement of muscles and bones lead to the third swallow-return.

You don't know how many times the two weapons will collide.

I tighten my grip even tighter so as not to miss anything.

Now, how are we going to finish this messy job?

Another side

We were raised very, very well.

Maybe it's because I'm the youngest out of all my brothers and sisters.

If we asked for something, most of it was done.

If you asked for dinner, it was served on the same day and if you told them where you wanted to go, they took you there.

You could tell them what you wanted and they would immediately provide it for you.

Even so, my father and mother would scold us when we made mistakes.

That's why we were able to grow up without making mistakes in important areas.

We did, but that's all we did.

That's boring.

When was the first time I said these words?

How long have I been playing around with my innocence?

We're the devil's children and that doesn't change even if we're women.

I want to fight the strong ones.

even if I was selfish.

He brought someone stronger than us into the yard and matched us up with him.

Of course you can't win when you're young.

I could slash at him with my wooden sword over and over again, but he'd easily duck or taunt me or be shot.

And they'll send their weapons flying.

Many times I have cried and said that we are weak.

Each time my father and mother denied that it was true.

They told me that I was still small and that I could become stronger from now on.

Hearing that, we worked hard.

We trained to become stronger.