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252. Country of Sakura, Cherin and Seven Holy Swords [23]

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Translator: Saitama-sensei Editor:Ryunakama

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252. Country of Sakura, Cherin and Seven Holy Swords [23]

A small isolated island located behind the Hundred Million Year Old Sakura.

It was a very beautiful island with an abundance of nature.

Lush trees.

A vast meadow without a single soul.

Moreover, there was a moderately empty space. You couldn’t find a more perfect playground than this.

We enjoyed playing badminton and hide-and-seek there for a while there.

And at present, we were throwing four frisbees at each other.

「Catch this, Allen!」

「Consecutive attacks!」

When Ria and Rose throw the frisbees towards me at the same time,

「Fufu, in that case, I too!」

「Catch mine too, though!」

The president and Ferris-senpai smiled mischievously and threw the other two frisbees in tandem with Ria and Rose.

「All four at the same time is a little too many though…」

I grumbled, and caught three of them one by one.

(All right, this is the last one!)

And when I stretched my right hand towards the last frisbee,

「Uoo!?」

A sudden gust of wind blew, and the frisbee was blown to the distance.

「Ahaha, that was a good wind. Thanks to that, I lost.」

「Fufu, yes. But it was a pleasant breeze!」

I and Ria, who were hit by the weather of Cherin, laughed happily.

「Well then… I’ll go pick it up, so please wait a little bit.」

Then I went to collect the frisbee that had been blown away.

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I walked a little bit and found the pink frisbee just near the beach.

And in the immediate vicinity, there was an angler.

(That’s strange… The president and Rose said that this was an “uninhabited island”.)

I felt a little suspicious.

(…He’s quite big.)

I didn’t know exactly how big he was from a distance, but the angler’s body was incredibly large.

A robust physique like a brown bear.

For the first time in the world, I found a human that was the size of Paula-san.

(Moreover, those muscles are incredible.)

Those are not just swelled up muscles.

I can understand even looking from far away, his muscle fibers were tightly packed together that it seemed like steel..

Looking closer, a sword was fastened to his waist.

He’s not just an ordinary angler, he seems to be a hard-working swordsman.

(…It looks like he’s concentrating on fishing, so let’s just collect the frisbee quietly.)

I killed my presence, and sneaked behind him with stealthy steps.

「Why can’t I catch anything today… kid?」

He asked, with his back towards me.

He seems to have already noticed my presence.

「Well, um… Aren’t there days like that too?」

I was taken aback by the sudden situation, and replied with a bland answer.

「Well, that’s true, too…」

Then, the angler gulped down a large bottle of sake which was on the ground.

「Buhaa… Have a drink, boy…」

He said so, and presented the sake bottle to me.

「S-Sorry. I’m still a minor…」

「Bararara… So stiff at this young age!」

I don’t know just what was so funny, but he laughed heartily.

His cheeks were already red, and his eyes were unsteady too.

Looking down at his feet, there were a number of empty sake bottles.

It seems that he was already pretty drunk.

(I think it would be better to go back to everyone before it becomes troublesome.)

Somehow, I get the feeling that this person is a bad drunk.

(“Let sleeping dogs lie” and not get involved with him.)

I quickly recovered the frisbee and turned my back to him.

The next moment,

「Hey, kid.」

「Y-Yes… What is–!!!」

A slash of fearsome speed ran through the sky.

(What a sharp slash!)

I squatted deeply and managed to avoid that side sweep.

「Hou, that’s a good reaction speed!」

The angler smiled and slowly stood up.

「W-What are you doing all of a sudden?」I asked.

「Bararara! When I see a first-rate swordsman, it’s my “nature” to want to compare swordsmanship.」

He pulled out the sword which was fastened to his waist and took a stance that was somewhat familiar.

At that moment,

「…… !?」

He emitted an outrageous bloodlust which made my hairs stand on end.

(W-Who is this person!?)

An impeccable stance.

A dense bloodlust that erodes the space.

The fearsome slash he displayed earlier.

Without a doubt, he is not a common swordsman.

(I just came here to collect the frisbee, so why did it come to this…)

I raised my guard and immediately pulled out my sword.

「……」

「……」

Our gazes intersected, and heavy air flowed between us.

A few minutes later, the mysterious swordsman slowly opened his mouth.

「Kid. You are keeping a monster inside you, huh…」

「……!?」

Despite this being our first meeting, he saw through Zeon’s menace at a glance.

He does not seem to be an ordinary person, after all.

「Barabara! I see, I see… that’s splendid! I’m lucky to encounter a “big catch” today.」

He laughed in a good mood and thrust the tip of the swords towards me.

「Young swordsman, come at me with all your might! Otherwise, you’ll lose your head!」

「You don’t have to tell me that!」

This is how I came to fight the mysterious swordsman I encountered, all of a sudden.

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