256 Sometimes It'S An Old Story, Part Two.
256 Sometimes It'S An Old Story, Part Two.
When I realized that this was a different world, there were two things Soma expected.
It's swords and magic.
I didn't ask for anything fantastic about the world, I asked for something called swordsmanship and magic, they themselves.
But the expectation was shattered without hesitation.
Especially when it comes to magic.
Because there was no such thing as magic in this world.
There are demons, obviously fantasy-looking worlds, but there is no magic.
How much despair Soma had is so hard to put into words.
Besides, if they say they once existed, and now they say they've been completely lost or something, they can't even hope anymore.
... or if this was a soma after rebirth... if it wasn't a soma, if it was a soma, it might be able to resurrect it if it once existed, or something like that, but the soma when I heard about it and the hatred was the best because it lived now.
I couldn't be that optimistic.
However, when it comes to magic, it was probably still better for the minute I was given up completely.
The problem was with swordsmanship.
In this world of fighting demons, there was something called swordsmanship to be taken for granted.
Unlike the original world, it is one of a fine mainstream, without ever being in decline.
But the problem here is still the current situation in this country.
Although it's one of the mainstream in this world, we don't really need it in this country.
Sometimes we simply don't need much martial arts, but in this country it is mainly recommended to use spears or bows.
And if it's not necessary, then there's no point in being in this country.
Just like the adventurers, those who teach have gone to other countries.
The problem is that if you go to another country, someone will teach you swordsmanship.
But Soma now lives to the fullest.
It is certainly impossible to go to another country.
No, in that sense, where I could learn swordsmanship in this country, I might not have been able to pay for it... but it was a bad idea to be in a position where I might get it halfway.
I can't give up, I can't even get it.
Behind the back of a healthy life, there was a little dissatisfaction in his mind.
It is the sight I found in it.
Two people with wooden swords are meeting each other.
It was only natural that he jumped in there with momentum and asked me to teach him swordsmanship.
At least, in Soma.
Well, they said no, as a matter of course.
There are two reasons.
One is simply because Soma had no money.
It is a story of whether there are idiots who teach what is gold for free.
Nevertheless, that's like a last resort, and the real reason is that they were in a meeting, they just stopped by here on their journey.
I plan to travel by boat to another country in a week's time, and I can't possibly be taught.
He just happened to be in a mock fight that day, trying not to blunt his arms.
But again, as is normal, there is no way Soma would give up on that extent.
I couldn't do magic, so this was the only thing that made me feel strong.
Soma wanted to use swordsmanship and magic simply because of admiration.
If I say so, the very heart I would like to use is the reason… but that doesn't mean that the heart I seek is weak.
Strong enough to showcase the opening dungeon... but raw hatred and Soma was on his way to work.
Besides, he is a must to live, and the person he took care of.
Though they pulled my hair as far back as they could, I managed to make it by running...
"... has it been nearly five years since then? When I think about hanging up, I think that's it..."
Thinking about the past, Soma waved her arms down with a bitter smile.
The wind chirp sounds and my arms stop where I can imagine them.
And there was a sword made of wood, which was in his hand, firmly there.
That must be something very inappropriate, if one sees it.
To call it swordsmanship or something, it must be horrible.
Still, it was an aggregation that Soma had accumulated between now and then.
That's all there is to it, waving a sword.
But that's all I couldn't do before Soma.
Even if that's inappropriate, I can do what I think.
I was more than happy about that.
"That and this, because the first teachings were good... if I said something like that, they wouldn't tell me."
That was only an event in Soma's imagination, but it really seems like it could stay that way, and I smile bitterly again.
And at least, it's true that you haven't been taught.
However, it would be an impossible story at some point to say that this sword is irrelevant.
That's when I first saw something called swordsmanship in this world.
Soma, who had no choice but to leave the scene, but Soma was not a good person enough to give up there.
The only thing I could do, though, was that I went there the next day... but when I got to the place, the two of them had been meeting again that day.
That's not why I was able to do anything, and after watching how it went for a while, I still had to leave the scene, but when I went there the next day, the two of them were in a meeting again.
I don't know what those two were thinking and doing that.
But the next day, and the next day as well, when Soma went, they were always meeting, and that lasted until the last day they left.
Besides, the last day didn't just end with Soma leaving.
He gave Soma, who was about to leave, one of the two men who was using it... and he gave me this wooden sword, which is still in his hand.
I can't teach, but I can only see the results.
If that's what you're up to, tell them to keep swinging until the next time they visit.
Soma has been barebacking ever since.
Earlier in the morning, I woke up earlier than I had time to go to the farmer to help, and spent all my time but eating dinner between returning and going to bed, just bareback.
I don't know if I'm lucky, but there's nothing I can do without money.
As I continued to help the farmers, I also followed my strength to a great extent, so that I could do a bare gesture all the time.
Whether it's in the heat of nagging or cold enough for your hands to scratch.
Ever.
By the end of the year, salaries had risen somewhat and spare money had begun to be created, but Soma's things had not changed.
Just shake it, shake it, shake it.
Besides, if you were doing it without thinking about it, that's different again.
I've tried it heartlessly, but as I think about it, I've tried to slow down one by one to check my movements, and I've tried to swing for just the number and speed.
That is also true to say not to get tired of it, but at the same time to see how the swordsmanship was in me and try to reproduce it.
As mentioned earlier, in the original world of Soma, swordsmanship was obsolete.
Though it was still in the video, none of it actually tells me, even if it is sophisticated, about Kendo.
Kendo was interesting in Kendo... Kendo is a martial art wherever you go.
The aim is not to brush the arms of the sword, but to brush the heart.
It was not the swordsmanship Soma sought.
The world also appeared to be a motion trace, or a game where you could observe the EEG and move as you imagined, but Soma barely touched it.
I've tried it a few times, but I felt so different.
There seemed to be a mix of people inside called masters, and although there were quite a few helpful moves, there was no going on because I felt so uncomfortable trying it myself.
Or, if I kept going, I might have gotten used to it, but I can't tell you that.
Nevertheless, I didn't even wish I hadn't done it, and I'm even glad I did now.
Because I take in a lot of what I saw then in my bare moves.
I can actually try and see how sophisticated that was.
I don't know if I've been pretending since then without rotting, but that's still something I've just said.
All in all, that's how Soma kept on barebacking, but those two came fluttering about once a year, staying about a week.
In the meantime, only a few moments in the morning, Soma will be able to actually see the sword-wielders, and she will come to understand that her bare hands are still there.
And finally, on the morning of the day they travel, Soma gestures in front of them.
Truly, that is all, as the word is not taught.
I just ask them to look at the bare gestures, words and the like are not particularly told.
Make a bare gesture until the hour is critical and go help as usual.
That was all.
If anyone sees it, they might have said what they're doing.
But I don't know how it was for them, but it was a terribly full time, at least for Soma.
The next year, and the next year.
And then the other day, for the fifth time, it was over.
It's always the end of the line, and it still doesn't matter what happened.
Still, Soma had decided to do it when it was over and moved on to execution.
I stopped helping the farmer, who kept helping me and even told me if I wanted to do it for real.
It was yesterday.
I've only told you before that I would stop, but I really quit yesterday.
I mean, from today on, Soma is unemployed.
But from now on, Soma is going outside.
Just like yesterday, with a different purpose than yesterday.
Today Soma consolidated her determination to fight demons.
The time has come to wave this sword.
I was going to do that from the start, because I kept waving.
"Well... so let's go"
That's how Soma headed outside the inn, unexpectedly realizing she was calm.
Honestly, I thought you'd be more frightened.
If I told you I wasn't scared, you'd be lying.
But somehow, I feel like I can.
I don't know if this is the effect that kept me barebacking, or if I'm just feeling bigger, or if I'm just not really feeling like fighting demons.
"Well, if you try, you'll see."
I'm not going to make it impossible from the start, and I'm going to give up at that point when I find out I can't do it with my first shot.
At that time, I'm sure there will be no more bare hands.
Because if you can't do this, you'll definitely give up.
Rather, given the fact that it has taken five years to decide that, though I can only laugh bitterly.
"If I can't, I'm going to go ahead... well, should I think about it then? That's why I quit there."
Even if it didn't work, I'm not going back.
Then there would be no point in quitting.
Above all, be rude to those people who held me back.
"Ever...... Hmm, I see. You're closer than I thought..."
While doing so, I discovered a demon at the end of my gaze.
It's a giant rabbit, about the size of a person's torso.
It is technically a demon that only looks like a rabbit, and the difference with a rabbit is its size and the embedding of something like a stone in its forehead.
He looks pretty cute if you don't think about the size, but his leg strength is powerful, and if he eats the assault properly, a few of his bones are powerful enough to hedge and break.
You can never be alarmed.
But you can't be alarmed.
"Even though I was barebacking, I mean, I was barebacking only..."
Waving the sword doesn't seem like a problem, but we're talking about how to get close.
Around not even realizing that, he still seemed quite nervous without knowing it.
Fortunately, I've been helping farmers before, and demons have never attacked me.
So this is really the first battle with the demons.
Maybe it's something I can't help but get nervous about... Soma exhaled one thing and I re-tightened my mind.
If this doesn't work, I'm ready to stop it.
But.
"That's why I'm not willing to stop...!
When I yelled to excite myself, I stepped in all at once.
But at the moment, the demon I was aware of here sinks into its body.
You realize it's a sign of an assault, but this one's already on the move.
It is almost impossible to scratch.
If so, there is only one other means you can take.
Where I jumped in, I put my sword together.
Instead of knowing if it's too unexpected to work, I'm only willing to fail.
"Yes, stay, it is...!
The moment I thought the demon moved, Soma was also waving her arms.
Because I was in a half panic, or the movement stayed the same when I shook it off... and so did the figure after I shook it off.
There is no sound.
There was just a feeling.
"Hmm... I don't know what to say, man, but it's something you can do surprisingly."
There were two chunks ahead that I looked back at whining.
It is a lump of meat that was demonic until only a few moments ago, showing sharp amputations, as I do not think it was slashed with a wooden sword.
As a result, Soma loosened her mouth naturally.