"But why specifically katanas? If it's Sword Birth, you can create all kinds of swords. Bastard swords, claymores, there are plenty of choices."
I asked as I looked at the swords he had created.
They were all sleek katanas.
"Because the person I consider strong is Roronoa Zoro. I was watching One Piece right before I reincarnated. Plus, Three-Sword Style is fucking cool. I plan to try fighting with a sword in my mouth later on."
"Ah, fair enough."
Come to think of it, since his hair is green, if he bulked up a bit, took off his shirt, and wrapped a haramaki around his waist, he’d actually look quite a bit like Zoro.
"By the way, aren't we talking without even introducing ourselves? I realized I don't even know who I'm talking to."
"...Ah."
I had forgotten.
Just like with Noir, I feel like I keep forgetting to ask for names lately.
Having lived alone for tens of thousands of years, perhaps the very habit of remembering others' names has vanished.
Or maybe I just don't have much interest in other people?
"So, what's your name?"
"Eden. Yours?"
"My name from my past life? Or my current one?"
There was no need to hear his past name.
The past life is the past life, and this life is this life.
I, too, abandoned my name from my previous life long ago.
"Current one."
"I have to come up with that now! How would I have one yet?! I fell from the sky the moment I reincarnated, and when I opened my eyes, the place was swarming with hideous monsters! Do you think I had time to name myself?!"
No... You were the one who asked 'past life or current one.'
This bastard is really making me want to blast him with a Breath.
"So, what are you going to go with?"
"Hmm... I haven't thought about it... To be precise, I was captured before I even had a moment to think..."
True enough, he was imprisoned as soon as he fell.
"How about just 'Green'? It matches your hair color. Intuitive and nice."
"Are you insane? What kind of person is named Green?!"
"Why are you dissing my servant! My Knight is literally named Blackie (Noir)! Isn't that cute?"
"When did I diss anyone?! And Blackie is seriously pitiful. Is that even a name? You really half-assed that."
See, I'm not the only one who thinks so.
"Ah, I've decided! My name is Ryu (Dragon) from now on."
"Why Ryu?"
"It’s cool. It means Dragon. In this world, dragons are strong as hell. It means I intend to become as strong as a dragon."
"Is that so. How lame."
"What do you mean lame?! It's fucking cool!"
"By the way, when are you going to let me out? My legs are getting numb."
"Ah."
I opened the prison door and let Ryu out.
"So, where will you go now? If you have nowhere else to go, you can live in my territory. There are plenty of rooms."
"No, can't you send me to Kuoh Town?"
"Why? Trying to build connections there before the original story starts? Planning to become buddies with Hyoudou Issei?"
"That’s the meta. Gotta stick next to the protagonist to catch some crumbs, right? By the way, how many years until the main story?"
"About 5 years."
"Oh, that's perfect. 5 years is plenty. I need to go to school, get close to the girls, and lay the groundwork."
A lewd smile appeared on Ryu's face.
I felt a bit irritated letting him enter the original story without any suffering just to leech off the plot.
I reached this position by dying tens of thousands of times in the middle of the Great War, yet isn't he trying to start way too comfortably?
"Hey, Ryu."
"What?"
"Let's train for just one month."
"A month? If I get stronger, sure. You look strong as hell, so you're going to teach me a thing or two? I'm in your care, Master!"
You're the one who said it.
"Belbeth."
At my call, space distorted and Belbeth revealed himself.
[Did you call... Master...]
"Take this guy and throw him to the guardians. Tell them to work him for a month, just enough so he doesn't die. Tell them I don't care if an arm or a leg gets cut off, so they can do as they please."
[I shall follow the Creator's will...]
Belbeth's dozens of eyes turned toward Ryu in unison.
Ryu's face turned pale white at the overwhelming presence.
"W-Wait a minute! Guardians?! You mean those monsters?! I never asked for that! And what is that thing?! What the hell is that hideous creature!"
"You said you wanted to become strong. My guardians are all at least Ultimate-Class. If you play with them for just a month, you'll be much stronger than you are now. Be grateful."
"At least Ultimate-Class?! You lunatic, I'll die! I'm a newbie who just reincarnated and awakened his Sacred Gear!"
"You won't die. I'll keep reviving you with the Grail, so don't worry. Every time you die, you'll come back stronger. It's a huge win, isn't it?"
"That makes it even more terrifying, you devil bastard! Hey! Let go! Let go of me!"
Belbeth's pitch-black tentacles grabbed the screaming Ryu and dragged him straight into the void.
Just suffer for a month, friend.
You need to do at least that much to survive in this harsh world, don't you?
Smiling with satisfaction, I returned to my study.
Comments (0)
Please log in to leave a comment. Login or Register