Life in Tokyo starting as a child star

Chapter 79 Swordsman

Use the printer in Kitazumi Ariha's room to buy the script for "Kenhaoden".

Kitaki Minoru took a bath first and adjusted his body to the most comfortable state.

Then I opened the script and read it carefully.

The story structure of "Swordsman Den" is not complicated.

The main plot tells the story of Kenichi Aoki, a talented young swordsman who despised trouble from the beginning and felt that the help of others was just a hindrance to him, and gradually grew into a swordsman respected by the world.

The fifth volume "Rejuvenation Chapter" is the story of Aoki Kenichi who followed his friends to pursue the enemy, accidentally entered the dragon's veins, was deprived of his power by the dragon's veins, and returned to youth again.

In the manga, this part also describes the content of quite a few other passers-by after seeing Kenichi Aoki's body shrinking, and the overall rhythm is much lighter.

Comparable to comics.

The movie script adapted by Kadokawa Pictures is much more compact.

Most of the insignificant welfare chapters about getting along with women have been deleted.

Mainly focusing the production on action and plot.

Due to loss of strength.

Aoki Kenichi was too conceited and faced the enemy with the body of an ordinary child.

Even though his swordsmanship was superior to that of his opponent, he still lost to him.

This is also the only time in "Swordsman Den" that the protagonist Aoki Kenichi loses in a head-to-head confrontation.

The price was that his friend Qian Sheng Qingyi forcibly exchanged injuries with the enemy, and eventually died at the hands of the opponent.

"I know, Jianyi, the knife on your waist has never been used, right?"

His blood-stained palms rested on Qingmu Jianyi's waist.

There.

It is the long sword that Aoki Kenichi always carries.

It was a famous sword forged by his dead father with his whole life's efforts.

Aoki Kenichi once made a vow.

Unless he becomes a great swordsman who will not disgrace his father.

Otherwise, I will never use this knife that my father spent so much effort forging.

His life has been trapped by his dead father for too long.

Until now.

His father's eyes longed for him to become a swordsman.

It was still beating in his heart.

". Draw your sword. Otherwise, I can't win with my current sword. As long as I draw my sword, my friend will be the strongest swordsman."

Blood coughed out from his lips, and the palm that held Aoki Kenichi's collar slowly loosened his grip.

The body is losing its vitality.

But Qian Sheng Qingyi's eyes seemed to sparkle even more.

He looked at Aoki Kenichi expectantly.

Want to hear the other person's answer.

However.

He never waited for the moment Aoki Kenichi spoke.

he died.

There was an expression of anticipation on his face as he watched Aoki Kenichi die.

Snowflakes fell slowly from the sky.

Aoki Kenichi let go of his friend's body, which was gradually losing its temperature.

behind him.

The female swordsman Yukiyo Kaoru, who followed them all the way and took the adventure with them, was now in tears.

She finally couldn't help but roared at Aoki Kenichi.

"You guy! Do you really have such a thing as a 'heart'?!"

"Qingyi died because of you! He died because of your carelessness."

but--

"Not a single tear!"

Fingers lifted.

Pointing at Aoki Kenichi's still expressionless profile.

"Aren't you even willing to shed a tear for him?!"

She made a reluctant sound.

Then he was stunned again.

Because she saw it.

Blood slowly seeped out from the scar on Aoki Kenichi's forehead.

Slide all the way down to your eyelids.

Blood stains flowed down.

Like tears.

It was like his heart was bleeding.

Aoki Kenichi still didn't speak, only the corners of his mouth were trembling.

The palms were clenched tightly.

The charcoal fire in the brazier on one side was almost extinguished.

Like the life that has passed away, the rising smoke slowly dissipates in the air.

Snowflakes are still falling.

Under the gaze of Yukiyo Kaoru.

Aoki sword was carried across his body.

The small body that had been deprived of power by the dragon vein was obscured by the heavy snow and was a little blurry.

but

The light of his sword is whiter than snow

The fire in the eyes.

Redder than blood.

"No wonder a movie adapted from a comic book is so successful."

Kitazumi has never read the manga of "Swordsman Den".

But I just looked at the brief description of the scene and characters in the script.

He can feel the tension of the plot and the characterization of the characters in "Swordsman Den".

So--

“Then it’s time to give it a try.”

Kitaki Minoru looked to the lower left corner of the field of view.

over there.

In the life experience game, there is another new character life that he can experience.

[The current script that meets user requirements: "Swordsman Den: Rejuvenation Chapter" (three and a half stars: an action movie script that satisfies fans of the swordsman of the era and is full of love, hatred, and hatred)]

[Current script character that meets user requirements: Kenichi Aoki. 】

[Character type: Swordsman. 】

[Would you like to start experiencing this role type? whether? 】

Look at the options in front of you.

Kitaki Minoru finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This evil game finally doesn’t allow him to experience evil character types, and he finally has a serious main character!

He took a deep breath.

His eyes flickered with confidence.

He found a comfortable position and lay down, then stretched out his hand and pressed it on the 'yes' option.

The next second.

Consciousness begins to blur.

In the wave of memory, the scene is gradually constructed.

[The end of Japan's Warring States Period and the beginning of the Edo Period]

【This is a turbulent era. 】

[In this great era, no one who is in it can escape from the whirlpool. 】

[Eating people and being eaten is extremely common in turbulent times without any legal constraints. 】

【That night. 】

[The two old people who adopted you were killed by the rebels. 】

[You who were hiding in the straw pile still remember——]

[The firelight illuminated the thick blood on the ground. 】

[Noises, beatings and scoldings resounded throughout the village. 】

[The woman’s frightened cries were mixed with the man’s animalistic laughter.]

[You seize the opportunity of the other party to take off his clothes and press the woman down, and jump out of the straw. 】

[The thallium knife used to chop firewood easily penetrated into the man's neck. 】

[This is your first time killing someone. 】

[You think, maybe this era is crazy. 】

[Otherwise, why was it your first time to kill someone, but you didn’t feel any nervousness at all? 】

[Since then, you have formed an inseparable bond with the most popular killing technique at that time, "Kendo". 】

【.】

Zheng! ! !

The sword flashed.

Cut through the wind.

First exert force from the waist, and then transfer the force to the arms.

Then swing the knife forward again.

Kitazumi constructed the posture he should have in his mind and kept practicing.

Since the age of eight.

After his parents who adopted him, a war orphan, were killed by deserters from various warring countries that were separatist in various places.

He has been practicing like crazy.

Rain or shine.

Whether it's windy or snow covers the entire land

He kept practicing.

I don't have the qualifications or funds to enter the dojo of a famous swordsman and become a disciple.

Just watch the duel between other swordsmen and ponder it.

Having no money to buy knives, he set off to the battlefield and brought back valuable items and intact knives from the dead heaps of Warring States samurai.

Long hair grew on the back of his head,

Kitazumi kept practicing like this.

He has been perfecting the perfect swordsmanship in his mind.

Because in addition to becoming strong, strong enough to protect yourself in this era

He doesn't need anything.

Because he knows.

Times will continue to be turbulent.

Before that, he still needs to become stronger.

Only in this way can he avoid the tragedy of his childhood from happening again.

To do this, he must become a swordsman resounding throughout this era.

Just when he took a breath and prepared to continue practicing.

There was a call from behind.