Hey there guys. Here’s this weeks chapter of Sendai Yuusha. Enjoy.
The Name of the Senior Disciple
If I had to make a comparison, it was like a flash of lightning.
At almost the same time that the match commenced, a flash was fired from the man called Lightning Judgement.
The emitted flash, that light was the sparkle of a spearhead.
Kuon, the one facing him, as if she had abandoned all shame and respectability, ran away from that attack.
It was because the moment she saw it, she sensed that she wouldn't make it with any decent movements.
Having rolled over and escaped the spear's blow, Kuon was now on all fours, and from that position, she jumped backwards as if she were flicked back.
「Talisman Technique, 『Fox Fire』!!」
Having created some distance from her opponent through the back step, Kuon took out several sheets of paper talismans from her pocket.
The talismans instantly ignited, and following that, bluish-white flames were fired towards Lightning Judgement.
The bluish-white flames glided while changing their trajectory as if they were alive, and
were easily knocked down as if they were flies by the spear that sliced the wind.
But, even so, that was no problem.
She was well aware that they would be of no use other than to serve at the level of a distraction.
Therefore, Kuon ran in fast.
──Since the Fox Fire talisman was the groundwork done for the sake of casting the die──
「We're back to square one!!」
Kuon felt that her opponent had gulped inside of his hood.
「I've got you──っ!」
In contrast, Kuon showed a fearless smile. Her body got in as close as her opponent's bosom.
The swung spear could no longer get back in time. A defenseless body.
Kuon placed a hand on the handle of the katana she carried on her back, and she drew and swung it with all of her might.
The black-bladed katana drew the path that Kuon had imagined it would, and
due to a sword that appeared from within the coat, was defended against.
「──We're back to square one.」
「Gafuh!?」
When that voice that sounded like a low groan was leaked out, Lightning Judgement drove a kick like he was driving off a stray dog into Kuon's stomach.
「Tsk, so he defended against it……っ」
It wasn't a pain that would cause her to writhe in pain, but while suppressing the throbbing pain in her abdomen with her hand, Kuon clicked her tongue at her own worthlessness.
Why did she think that the spear was that guy's only weapon.
The flash at the start of the match, since that flash was sharp, she made the misunderstanding that the spear was the field that guy specialized in, and that the spear was the only thing that he trained well in.
She couldn't grasp the movements when the guy drew his sword.
It wasn't because the sword was hidden within his coat.
Since that guy was skilled in using the sword, she simply couldn't see the speed at which he drew his sword.
「Dammit……──Ssuu……」
Thanks to having been kicked away by him, she was able to gain some distance and became calm.
Next time, she would definitely cut him with her katana.
Kuon held the black katana she held in her left hand with a reverse grip, and took a stance where she erected the index finger and middle finger of her empty right hand to make a sign.
(……Nn?)
Kuon was ready to either attack or defend but,
(What in the world? That stance is……)
She felt a sense of discomfort from her opponent's stance.
Her opponent was standing there while holding both his sword and his spear.
That, standing posture of only clutching a spear and a sword, Kuon had seen it somewhere before.
「……」
「っ, wha, WHA!?」
And then, her opponent moved his body so that it were as if to hide the hand that held the spear, and then oppositely move the arm that held the sword so that it was extended directly towards Kuon.
That stance where the spear was hidden, and the sword's tip was pointed towards her──
「That's Aniki's……That's Yashiro-aniki's 『Kamui』 Stance!?」
「WHAT!?」
「Wh, what's wrong, Yashiro-san?」
When I stood up, at the same time, I leaned my body forward with a force that pushed the guests in front of me out of the way.
Bernadette was flustered, but honestly, I had confidence that I was even more flustered.
「Wh, why does he have the same stance as me……! Could it be that that's Leo!?」
The ones that know my stance, the perfect beauty with no trace of artifice 『Kamui Stance』, at present are only my companions from three years ago.
Although there is the exception known as Kuon, I heard that even that Kuon was told about it by a companion of mine from three years ago, Jean Jack Eustace.
So, that means that, the ones that can take up that stance are my companions from three years ago……Furthermore, the one that had a playfulness, or rather mischievous personality among them was Leonhart alone!
I surveyed the area, and looked for Sylvia who was surely watching this match as well.
「……There she is!」
I confirmed that Sylvia, who was wearing a dress, was in the noble visitor seating.
And nearby……Leonhart was also there.
Having noticed my gaze, Leo, after making a bitter smile, shook his head sideways as if to say that it wasn't him.
「It, isn't Leo? ……Then, then just who in the world, is that?」
I was unable to answer the words that I asked myself.
「Zeraah!!」
Flashes popped.
Every time the blades collided, metallic sounds and sparks scattered.
Kuon and the Lightning Judgement had already exchanged blows to the point where no one could tell how many times it had happened.
When the spear was sent out as if to pierce her body, she would twist her body, dodge it by a paper-thin margin and get close. And when she released her katana, his sword would strike back at it.
Only those four actions were performed as if they would go on for eternity.
With a speed that would be difficult for an ordinary person to perceive, countless sword attacks unfolded.
The spectators held their breath, and only the sounds of the sword attacks echoed in the arena.
(──I can't win!!)
Within those sword attacks, Kuon was unable to imagine herself winning.
(He's skillfully, skillfully handling me! In terms of ability, there probably isn't that big of a difference……but, but there is something, that I am overwhelmingly losing in!!)
In close combat where she couldn't use talisman techniques, she couldn't win.
Sensing that, Kuon clicked her tongue.
(To think I would have to end up borrowing her power over and over again……Damn, it's annoying but……!)
When they locked swords, Kuon went from holding the handle with two hands to one hand, and when she drew the short sword that hung on her waist with her opened hand, she threw it to the ground.
The short sword stuck into the ground. Following that,
Kuon took out several talismans out from her pocket.
Taking those, after making Lightning Judgement's swung spear as a foothold and jumping up, she threw the talismans at the four cardinal directions of the short sword and affixed them.
When the talismans were affixed perfectly to the ring, red letters wriggled from those talismans like bugs, and in the next instant, the letters drew a circle.
「──!!」
Lightning Judgement knew what it was that Kuon was trying to do.
She was trying to call out the monster class spirit that she showed in her first match.
Lightning Judgement tried to obstruct the summoning and aimed for Kuon.
Sword attacks that were several times faster than before unfolded.
「──So you're finally, serious……It's really, fierce!!」
The arrangements for the summoning were organized.
All that was left was to twist the short sword, and release the tie.
Slipping through the fierce attack,
「Fuh!!」
Kuon evaded a sword attack, and went up……making a big jump to the sky.
「!!」
「Hehe……It's not like that ring is the only foothold there is, you know? ……Well, you'd have to be like me to use this as a foothold though!」
Right overhead, Kuon was right overhead Lightning Judgement, and was floating upside-down.
No, she wasn't floating.
She was standing by using the dome-shaped barrier that was put up in order to prevent damage to the audience as a foothold.
「『Sealed Spirit, release』……!!」
──*Giri*
When Kuon made the action of pulling something, *giriri*, a muffled sound was made and the short sword was turned.
Looking closely, a super fine iron thread was tied to the handle of the short sword. By making used of this iron thread, she turned the short sword.
「──」
Lightning Judgement noticed the iron thread, and severed it with his spear.
──But, he didn't make it in time.
『Honestly, what a rough fox-using descendant -de arinsu.』
A cold air that chills even the heart gushed out.
An alluring voice that could throw human nature out of order resounded.
In an instant, Lightning Judgement was imprisoned in a pillar of ice.
While in the pose of having swung his spear, his movements were stopped as if time for him had stopped and――
*Bishi, biki*――
Cracks ran across the pillar of ice that imprisoned Lightning Judgement. And as those increased to a countless number,
「Nwha!?」
『Hou……This looks like it will turn into something quite interesting -de arinsu ne.』
Making a *gara gara* sound, the pillar broke into pieces.
「――Honestly, I nearly died. ……This battle, whether I win or lose, you should be the one to go onto the next match.」
Lightning Judgement said that to Kuon who got down to the ring.
「Just what, is your aim?」
When Kuon asked that, Lightning Judgement thrust his spear into the ground and sheathed his sword into its scabbard.
「As an elder disciple who possessed the same person as their mentor, I aimed to check on your ability. ――However, since you were more "able" than I expected, I've started to want to become serious.」
「The same mentor? Just what are you saying……Plus, to say that you weren't going seriously, just what do you mean by that?」
Having been told something incomprehensible, Kuon asked that sounding agitated.
「It's just as it sounds. I haven't been serious.」
「Don't screw with me! Are you saying that you've been going easy on me!?」
Kuon bellowed. But towards that, Lightning Judgement shook his head sideways.
「No, I haven't been going easy on you. My "current" self has brought out and exerted all of my ability. ……However, I haven't shown my trump card.」
Saying that, Lightning Judgement threw off the white coat with a hood attached to it.
「Your name is Kuon Heleotte, isn't it. ……My name is Procyon. Yashiro-san's first disciple.」
The one that threw off the white coat was a young boy that had silver hair, and possessed beast ears that were the trait of therianthropes.
「Siri……us!?」
A groan-sounding voice, was released from Yuu's mouth.
Sorry to keep you waiting, this is the most recent story!
Who is the young boy Procyon that calls him Yuu's disciple?
And then, just what did Yuu mean when he reflexively muttered 「Sirius」!?
……It feels like I've just been writing scenes where Yuu is surprised recently (there will be many more surprise scenes to come after this)
Well then, until next time. Look forward to it～