03.Who are you?!

Qingshui You felt that this road was a bit unfamiliar. It was obviously very close to home, but she had never walked on it before! There was a dense forest on both sides of the path. Only the more remote Koto District would have such a large piece of land for planting trees. Places like Shinjuku and Shibuya could only envy it.

While she was thinking about it, the road had come to the end.

Qingshui You stood in the tree-lined path, staring blankly at the dilapidated gym in front of her, which was much smaller than the one in the school.

The light of the setting sun shone through the dense forest, casting mottled red spots, but this did not bring any warmth to the gym in front of her. When the cold wind in April blew, Qingshui You couldn't help but shiver.

Qingshui You quickly glanced around and soon saw Hoshino Gen standing in front of the dilapidated gym with a bamboo sword.

He took out a yellow piece of paper-like thing similar to a talisman from somewhere, held it between his index and middle fingers, and pressed it against the bamboo sword. He gently wiped the sword, and the yellow talisman paper turned into ashes, while the bamboo sword emitted crackling electric light.

"Excuse me~" the boy said politely and cheerfully, and then walked into the gym as casually as if he was going home.

Seeing this scene completely, Qingshui Yu opened her mouth wide, her jaw almost dislocated, her eyes widened, and her mind was almost blank.

What is that? Superpowers? Yin-Yang magic?

So, isn't this world all about science? The mysterious things in novels really exist! ?

Asshole! You look so foul, but you have such incredible mysterious power? What kind of superpower boy are you! This routine is not popular even in light novels!

In the tree-lined path, Qingshui Yu, with his mind in a mess, was alone and messy.

Another gust of cold wind blew, and Qingshui You shivered and woke up instantly. No, no, what I just saw must be an illusion! How could there really be any superpowers in this world? That's too incredible!

The impact of a shattered worldview is not something that everyone can accept instantly. Qingshui You rubbed her eyes hard and walked towards the gym. Unless she saw it with her own eyes again, she would never accept that kind of thing!

Qingshui You quickly came to the door of the gym without a door panel and stared inside with wide eyes.

This time her little chin was not dislocated, but her eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets.

In the dimly lit dojo, two figures collided with each other, and the dull roar and crackling thunder sound intertwined.

One held a bamboo sword with flashing lightning, and the other wielded a blood-red demon sword filled with black mist.

One wore a Western-style college-style school uniform and a neat student tie, and the other was dressed in tattered clothes and dressed like a ronin swordsman in a Taiga drama.

Every collision between them is like time intersecting here.

The battle was so intense, the two figures were like two precise fighting machines, and every time the opponent swung his sword, he would deliver a sword with a perfectly corresponding angle and position.

The speed was so fast that it was like a passionate concerto sounded in the room.

Compared with the visual impact brought by this real fight, Qingshui You even felt that the kendo competition he participated in before was a bit like a child playing house.

At this moment, a piece of talisman paper suddenly shot out from his left hand, turning into a red fireball and flying towards the swordsman. The firelight illuminated the gym. Qingshui You saw the face of the ronin swordsman clearly, which was a dark chaos without facial features.

Qingshui You was frightened and took a step back, but her whole body was stiff at this moment. Just making such a movement seemed to have exhausted her strength.

Her pupils were shaking as she watched this battle that was beyond cognition and beyond common sense. Her teeth were trembling. She couldn't tell whether it was fear or excitement, or simply frozen, but the only thing that was certain was that her mind was very excited now!

She tried to open her eyes wide, not wanting to miss any frame of the scene.

The red-bladed demon sword split the fireball, but the boy with heterochromatic eyes approached the swordsman in the scattered flames.

The white electric light flashed wildly, drawing a blazing white fan in the air, and hit the swordsman's waist fiercely.

Zizizizi - it was not the sound of electric shock, but a violent reaction similar to pouring cold water into hot oil. A large amount of black mist escaped from the place where the bamboo sword and the swordsman touched.

The swordsman's miserable and terrifying roar instantly echoed in the small dojo like a demonic sound. Qingshui You covered his ears in pain. This sound was even more piercing than the sound of scratching a blackboard with nails!

But even so, Xingye Gen, who was facing the demonic sound in the dojo, seemed to be completely unaffected, but the blue left eye was lit up with an extremely disturbing scarlet light for some reason.

The demon sword drew a residual image and slashed towards Xingye Gen's neck. The boy quickly dodged and retreated, so fast that the scarlet light in his left eye almost drew a red line in the air.

But when he dodged the attack, the bamboo sword also broke away from the swordsman's waist, so in a blink of an eye, the offense and defense changed.

The swordsman put the magic sword into the scabbard at his waist, but his figure rushed in front of the retreating Hoshino Gen at an incredible speed. The swordsman held the scabbard with one hand and held the hilt with the other hand. He lowered his body and drew the sword.

The sound of breaking the wind whistled.

Draw the sword and cut!

The terrifying sword set off a gust of wind in the closed dojo, carrying a terrifying force and going straight to the chest of Hoshino Gen who could not dodge in time.

Swish!

Something broke.

Qingshui You covered his mouth tightly, fearing that he would not be able to help but scream.

In a flash, he almost dodged the sword with the posture of an iron bridge, but the bamboo sword in Hoshino Gen's hand had already broken, and the remaining sword flashed two dim lightning flashes, but it soon extinguished.

Hoshino Gen quickly rolled on the ground, away from the swordsman. When he stood up, he looked at the half bamboo sword in his hand that had completely turned back into an ordinary object, and his eyes seemed helpless and disappointed.

The swordsman pointed the magic sword at the ground and took a step towards Hoshino Gen.

Hoshino Gen calmly threw away the broken sword in his hand.

Then, he turned around and ran.

When passing by the gym, he did not forget to grab Qingshui You's wrist, and almost dragged her to run out of the end of the tree-lined road, back to the regular road where he usually went to school. Hoshino Gen quickly threw a talisman paper to the path, and saw a flash of light, and the path disappeared in an instant, as if everything he had just experienced was a dream.

After a long breath, Hoshino Gen cast his eyes on Qingshui You who was holding his knees and panting beside him.

The evening wind rustled the surrounding leaves, which seemed a little quiet. Only the girl's slightly rapid breathing was interspersed, adding a touch of youthful charm to this evening picture.

After a while, Qingshui You, who finally recovered, stood up and looked at Hoshino Gen with complicated eyes.

Hoshino Gen smiled softly and was also staring at her.

Looking at the scarlet light in the boy's left eye that was slowly extinguished until now, Qingshui You's pink lips moved, and she spoke with difficulty: "Who... are you?"