Over The Infinite

Hundred Battle Rules

Competition is one-on-one

· Opponent's gains, regardless of race, do not need to be reciprocal in position/power

· Opponent selection is an opponent with a slight chance of winning

· Regardless of the outcome of the match, it is a victory when you decide you have defeated the opponent

· Therefore, the match need not be limited to one time

A hundred is not the number of opponents, but a tentative name

Where it gets clogged, a hundredth battle is self-satisfaction

-1 -

Place the knife in front of you and look at your opponent.

Kangaroos, not people. It's also a boxer with gloves on both hands.

A strong man with seven degrees of successful experience in throne defense in the animal boxing world. No experience in defeat. The direct cause of the withdrawal from the throne was not the match, but the charge of illegal drug use.

The footwork is light, and I'm watching this way out as I get the rhythm with Piompion. If it were something that would be slashed badly, it would be easy to get a counter. I don't know much about animal boxing and doing it, but I don't think I can keep the speed advantage over my animal and full-time boxing champion opponent. Perhaps the first shot will be the key to the battle. You don't have enough arm power to finish with a single machete, but if you make even one of your arms unusable, you will gain an overwhelming advantage.

Exhale deeply. Be alert to the opponent's ultra-fast jab and peek into the rhythm gap.

Kangaroos have unleashed jabs when fleshy with minimal, minimum steps. A fast jab emitted beyond the speed of human reaction, even though it is a vicious blow that, if eaten even one shot, may take consciousness. It makes me painful how big a race difference is.

scratched the jab at close range like a hiatus. In a very short time before this one waves the knife, the opponent returns his protruding fist and begins to prepare to unleash a second blow. Fast. But you can't act evasive at this time of year when you release a second shot of jab. Instead of targeting a fatal injury, he waves a knife to his torso for the purpose of hitting it anyway.

All right, just a slight difference, but this was the next moment I was sure I would hit...

Something kicked in from below.

Painful impact on the abdomen. The kick of the power of losing a thousand cuts leaves my gut with precise damage with the precision that I'm not just saying this is destiny.

My body flies with recoil. Thoughts are havoc. I don't understand why boxers kick in. Even though everything is under the rule of ants, are you saying that it was the defeat that got caught up in the information called boxers? But not yet. I haven't lost yet.

What comes from the inside is serious damage to the gut. I don't know where it is, but it could be ruptured. If you open your mouth now, you'll be spitting a lot of blood out. My ribs broke enormously, but my other bones are still safe. In other words, fatal injuries and activity time remain in the order of a few seconds, and breathing is impossible, but it can still move.

They must also feel that the damage inflicted on me is enormous. It's actually a non-sprinkling damage, but we should be able to figure it out if we're going to have one more blow ambush. If you land successfully and accidentally tap into the counter, you still have a chance due to the characteristic difference in the score.

Consciously blocks pain. Construct an attitude to release a counterattack after landing. And then there's luck. Get ready to unleash a blow all over your body.

But such faint hopes were also misty in the next moment.

The behavior is probably right after the kick. The kangaroos were blowing up and releasing their pursuit at me.

A drop kick that makes a complete toddle against me in the air. There is no way to avoid it. It was a completely unexpected blow in the first place.

He then silenced me when I was slammed against the dojo wall with a kangaroo drop kick. I don't remember, but my father taught me with a laugh. Though it's healing, I have to wonder what it's like as a parent for my daughter to be worn out and burst into laughter, but that's now too.

"All Kangaroos......"

What woke me up was a simple infirmary set up in the dojo.

"You're too confused by the word boxer. Looks like he was watching his legs, but he found out he wasn't alert that the attack was coming from there. My eyes just dotted when I moved to the drop kick without getting my hair in. That's why I was an Orthodox boxer, so fucking funny."

I don't laugh at all as the person who got hit.

It feels like where is Orthodox. He's a boxer, but he hasn't hit a punch in the end. Just a jab of restraint.

"Now the game against animals wins two and loses five. Seriously though, it still sounds tight when there's a difference in physical ability."

Regular mock fights I started a few years ago. It's a battle labeled number 100 and goes once a week, but clearly, the score is not good.

It's strong and natural because the opponent is a level opponent that my father has prepared, "maybe" even I can manage to win, of which the animal opponent in particular was forced to struggle every time.

"Same goes for my physical abilities, but too many people poke at me in many ways"

The big tiger couldn't help it, but the wild and the instinct alone are the only ones who can do anything about it. Damage can never be such a one-sided development. But we're talking about scientific training and eating, training in pedigree combat techniques, and how they fit together are threats to an overwhelmingly privileged body compared to humans.

"If the word makes sense to someone who uses tactics, they'll use moves and towing. Biologically, the opponent is higher no matter how much the level is higher than the same. I suppose it's a swordsman to repeat a disadvantage with one sword on top of that premise?

I just wanted to tell you not to be impotent, but even on the same terms, I thought my father would do it with a mixed nose.

"Mostly, we beat intermediate adventurers, too, so we can't beat them. There's no point. You're just not used to that opponent, you're just immature."

Though an adventurer whose level rises and transcends human boundaries, the movement is what is on the human extension line. Measures can be taken even if there is a difference in force, speed, and skill. But as an organism, a fundamentally different opponent is hard to do. Maybe even a monster opponent will have similar results.

"In the meantime, kangaroos want to cut fine dust"

"Well, it's revenge one day. The first tournament starts when we get back, and we might not be able to schedule him."

I can't solve it. Where does a boxer who fights with such a kick subject come back? Kickboxing or Muay Thai, but that's not a comeback.

"They're busy outside the regular battle. Animal Destroy literally rained blood on the industry at the end of the year, so he's always trying to get him to a blood festival."

"What is he..."

I don't know that kind of Animal Destroy, and I don't know if professional sportsmen are crazy about scheduling assuming anything other than regular fights.

"I've been polishing you for a long time in prison, and I know how to deal with people well. Actually, I brought you a present this time."

"I don't need it at that point."

"Well, you know what?... This is him."

What my father showed me in his hand was a t-shirt printed 'I am Mijinko who lost to Dirty Bonard II'. It is carefully written down to the signature.

"All the time..."

Kangaroo all the time.

-2 -

Sit alone in a dojo with no one. It's not about Zazen or meditation, it's about review.

It's bitter memories so far to think back for a review. It tastes like defeat. I mean, it's a review for revenge.

Even if you are called a sword genius, prodigy, etc., the actual result of the match is not fragrant. Even Dojo's downstairs opponents can't beat a level adventurer, and the hundred fights that are inviting opponents from the outside are scattered. Especially since the recent achievements here are pitiful, it was time for radical measures.

Overconfidence due to the growth that geniuses tend to have, and the fact that they don't know about losing. Ha, I guess it's an interesting joke. I've only lost this one since I was born, damn it.

My father never gives me a chronic environment. Whenever they gain strength, they impose the benefits of more advanced technology and prepare strong opponents.

Well, there's nothing wrong with someone who stands on the same footing. I am confident that I can win club competitions that are student-centric, even up to and including college, but what I want to win is that I have to win a different dimension than that.

Adventurer. An incumbent warrior in a realm of different ranks as an organism. Those who set foot there who will one day arrive are supermen, if you put it simply. It's no longer that stage, like how skilled you are. You can't pick up a win if you're fighting in a legitimate way. The other person is serious about losing to the average junior high school student.

Or animals that are difficult to understand with what kind of handwriting my father has prepared the hell. Even if the level is one, they are professional sportsmen, on top of being tough to deal with non-human beings from the edge. Anyway, if you're an adventurer beyond the human wall, it's still tight for me to be an ordinary person. For example, it would be impossible to have a wooden knife or a bamboo knife and be told to fight a mammoth.

But I won't give up. I want that outward kangaroo to have a backlash as a top priority among them. No, I want revenge because I don't mind a tsukaki without a match relationship or something.

annoying.

"Rin!

You didn't mean to be an intercom, it was Tin Castle Mai White, a smaller relative than me, who appeared in the dojo with a weird hanging voice that slashed and ripped the silence. Though there's no blood ties, they hit my re-cousin once and for all. He only looks younger, but older. Nari is a small but adventurous man. It is also a meritocracy that has decided to be promoted to intermediate within the year of its debut.

"Rinrin, Koncha"

Even the younger toddler was added with a similar appearance.

I don't know the details of the situation, but the local spiritual hospital that became part of the Four Shrines involved in the operation of the labyrinth city... No, it's the Four Shrines Teruya. I mean, I already work, but unlike the white, this one is really younger, an undisputed toddler who only lives a little over half of me. I mean, the white one is a nice young girl.

The only thing I called today was white, but I guess they followed me to see if I happened to be with them.

"Yes, yes, hello. Whatever the white is, aren't you busy? Tuya."

"Amna, we actually had unexpected free time - Still have the training period."

"Training…"

I can't pin it because I don't know what I'm doing, but does that mean apprenticeship?

There are other witches, and they've been around in empty seats for a long time, so maybe that's what it is.

"So White, did you bring it to me?

"I packed the back number properly and brought it."

Mahogany opened the Item Box and took the magazine out of it. This is also an enviable skill.

What I was asking for was an adventurer-related magazine. It is not an entertainment magazine for the public as it is sold in convenience stores, but rather a specialty that includes adventurer details and technical commentary to the extent that it is publicly available. Some features may even be organized to include his own tactical commentary.

In my case, the magazine in this hand is stopped by my mother. I guess it would be easy to find if you went to an old bookstore, but there aren't many these days, and most importantly, I didn't feel comfortable looking for a perception-inhibiting porn book. Anything, there seems to be something deregulated about objects whose publication is old.

In that regard, if you want me to show you with a white handout of active adventurers, I have no problem. If I leave it at home, they'll throw it away, so I need you to take it home.

"There's a little bit of me out there these days - see, there's a little bit of me on this issue and on the cover, too"

That's what I'm going to show you. There was definitely a white figure on the cover of the magazine. It's really a little bit, though the mole, which is more of a horseman, is bigger.

Speaking of which, I don't see that mole... I thought I was sleeping on the ground outside the dojo.

"Totally awesome."

"Oh, it's amazing. Crowe's desperate to lose the panda."

I know the circumstances to some extent, but in fact the difference between pandas and human physical abilities is significant.... No, really. I know because I experienced it.

If wild animals, not just pandas, mastered and fought the equivalent of humans, there would be an easy difference to fill. It's the adventurer and the level that repeats it, but if they're adventurers, they don't create pros and cons there. At the very least, you'll need a talent difference for the foundation called race.

I mean, you're not ashamed because you lost to the panda. I'm not saying it because I lost.

"This issue doesn't make any sense. Michael-chan updates his youngest promotion record? It's been a panda feature."

Oh, my God, there was only a panda on that cover. It's a supplement, but I don't know if it's already an adventurer's magazine or an animal magazine.

Feature articles are also pandas, just a little further away and full of animal-related information. Even though I'm not an adventurer, for some reason it's even in that out-of-the-way kangaroo article.

...... Yet, kangaroos. I didn't know you'd come here to stir me up... I can't forgive you.

"Uh, this pad. I came to the palace at the last event."

"... or maybe that's the losing panda itself. Michael belongs to Tsubaki-chan now."

"… outline"

That's kind of a familiar name. It's a labyrinth city with many Japanese names, but only one person with that name knows it.

"Uh, Rinrin, you know what? This is it. Someone in the corner of the cover."

"... Watanabe Tsunami"

The cover of the magazine I was given certainly shows a man I've seen. He's a new adventurer who used to come to us looking for a knife.

Face is neither acceptable nor impossible. I don't know any man well. The first impression I get is not puffy, mediocre person.

The white girl in the center also feels like she saw it when she launched it on us. I just peeked, so I'm not sure. Or maybe there was a Watanabe Tsunami then.

I'm a complete shutout, even if we have adventurer banquets and launches. In front of the building, the reason seems to be that adventurers who have gotten distracted by alcohol are dangerous. My father always drinks, is that okay?

"That, you know him? Unusual."

The adventurers belonging to < Arc Sabre > know a certain extent because of their relationship with houses in the clanhouse, but they don't know much else.

I guess it was surprising to know the truth about our situation.

"As much as I've met him, I don't know him as well... but I wonder"

"Tsubaki-chan plain men, but does Rinrin like this?"

"No, not so-yu"

"Right. I don't care if someone comes and confesses, think about how to kill them."

"I don't think so..."

I don't know because I've never encountered such an occasion, but I don't think so.... I don't think so.

There is something else that bothers me about Watanabe Tsunami.

"Stop it, they're too bad"

When I see the game, everything is aggregated into that word my father said that he had interrupted.

He probably didn't think that deep of a point. But it makes sense because it's an unconscious statement.

I didn't feel particularly talented in swordsmanship. Stand and behave like a strong man, but that's about it, I've seen a lot. Yet it was stopped.

It is not uncommon to be stopped. Whoever it is, because he won't be a very good kid to sign up for the game for now. But my father doesn't usually say how strong he is but "bad for him" and so on. If you look at the other person incorrectly, you're nibbling until they bump you out. So what you said then probably means more than you can win. He seemed concerned about the negative effects on the growth of my sword or something.

"Does White know what this guy is like?

"That's synchronous, so pretty much. We had a mock fight, and we went to the sea, and I was wondering if there was any contact there."

I don't really know what life an adventurer usually has, but it seems kind of fun.

"It's a lot to talk about. It's not just Tsubaki-chan, but it's featured in front of that magazine."

"Hmm."

You mean you're pretty active as an adventurer, Watanabe Tsunami.

When I turned the page with parallax, there was definitely a feature. He seems to be the leader of the party, but he treats other members bigger even though he is the leader. That's mostly the face I saw when I peeked at the previous launch.

... Was Moyer this party too? I don't feel somewhat mismatched, but I guess it's worth it because I quit < Ark Sabre > and went out of my way to get in because of that serious Moyer. Is that a departure?

Or just some weird guy. Everyone, there's a fix in there somewhere in their profile and statements. I wonder what's going on.

I was sitting on the floor, forgetting my time for a while and reading a magazine.

When I look up, I see a mole with the two of them playing outside the dojo.... somehow peaceful.

"Have you finished reading? You can leave it."

"Leave it with us and you'll get rid of it."

"No, I'm gonna throw it away, and that's fine."

What a waste. That doesn't even come with a premiere. It's just a magazine, but for me it's something I can't even read without asking someone to do this.

"Was it some kind of information that bothered you?

"I convinced myself that the “ one ” layer strategy was difficult to navigate. Was it because of this that your father hasn't come home much lately?"

"It's more like I didn't know."

'Cause we're not allowed to have basic adventurer-related topics in front of me.

Maybe I'm talking between my parents, but when I'm around, it doesn't come out as blatant. Even television, when the topic of that hand comes up, the channel changes. It's always been at my school that my father, in trouble with the subject, waves. How are things going with your grades, how are you with your friends, how are you keeping up with your classes, how are you doing with your grades? Yet we do not talk about the way forward. I can't solve it.

"I wanted to go to Adventurer School without going to middle school like white"

"Huh?... Isn't that impossible?

"Why not!

Immediately denied. Besides, what are you talking about? It's this idiot's eye.

"Because Rinrin doesn't do well.... It's not as good as what the world says about college, but we need at least a high school level."

Are you saying that's retarded in the dark? I can't deny it though.

Even though it's only uncomfortable that white is as smart as that. Besides, the toddler girl playing with the mole over there came further up.

For once, I may be the stupidest of relatives. Then that must be the heirloom of my father, who came in from the outside to son-in-law.

"Look, look, an entrance exam or a recommendation..."

The Adventurer's School has heard that entrance qualifications will be considerably eased if the necessary skills are available for adventurers. If you are skilled in direct combat, do enough to defeat the adventurer aspirations around there. Whatever, me versus anything else. Maybe we can win.

"There are limits to a single show, and the recommendation is... can you get it?

"... I can't"

I have everything I need, but I can definitely stop at my mother's. That would be impossible even for a scout from the school side.

If this is about the average family, I think I can gobble it up, but in our mother's case, it's not going to pass either. Mostly, I've been an adventurer since the beginning if that makes sense.

How forceful a hand can you take to completely ignore and gobble your father or mother's home, or that's the only way to talk from the upper echelons like Dungeon Master.

"I don't want to go to school, I just want to be an adventurer... is there a good way"

"I've been saying this for a long time, can't I? The most certain thing is to wait until you grow up."

Wait eight years.

"I've been in pain since I became an adventurer, but I think eight years is pretty quick,"

Maybe that's what it feels like for adventurers working in dungeons that don't go through time.

White too, the actual time seems to be about double the physical time since the debut, anyway.

"If you recommend it, would you ask Grandpa the Rice Ball to write it down?

Even more depressing now, Soya, who should have been playing with the mole, peered in.

Grandpa the rice balls? Is it the grandfather of the Ground Spiritualist? Well, you'd have a lot of power... but you're a relative, so I don't think it's much different than what I ask.

"You're against the rules."

But as far as the white reaction goes, it seems different.

"Who are you talking about, by the way?

"Voldal's grandpa. And then the other four gods."

I almost erupted even though I didn't have anything in my mouth. Well, that's definitely an anomaly.

Voldal, the god of the earth. A sub-god who heads the operational centre of the labyrinth city. It would be the top adventurer, but it would be the daughter of a zoning chief, but it cannot be ignored if requested by the four gods, equal to the supreme power of the labyrinth city centre. That would have the same effect as direct judgment from the Dungeon Master. Plus, it's realistic. Whatever, because it's Tuya who's that direct witch.

"Well, if that's the way the Four Gods speak, I might be able to figure it out... is that an ant?

"Amna. It depends on you, Mizuki, but we're planning to make our debut in a year or two. If Rinrin can throw a party at that time, yes."

"Ooh..."

What a survivor.... No wait, are you sure? Wouldn't my mother be clean to move and persuade such a great man?

Something's too big for a pin. I actually feel like getting a Dungeon Master recommendation is going to make the story bigger, but it's going to be more important than that.

"I don't have a lot of handouts, and Bai doesn't have to do this"

"I don't know... It's not uncommon or important to organize a party on a roll from Adventurers School."

"And you don't have someone you can put together even if Orrin has to make his debut?

"... oh yeah"

That was certainly a real problem.

In situations where it was difficult to even register for debates, I was behind, but the person I could throw a party with was not inferior.

I've heard from my father's Adventurer that I'm not a candidate if I'm going to build a legitimate party. Differences in strength and growth rates will either cause the party to disintegrate in no time, or it will have only parasitic purposes.

I do not know the strength of Tua, but I am certain that she is under intense protection just as a witch of the Four Gods. It's hard to think of a situation where the difference opens up that much.

"Mo, will you be an adventurer too? You remember Japanese?

"Also?"

"Here, don't headhunt my opponent. What do you care about our mobility?"

Subsequently, Tuya was soliciting to the mole.

… does that mean I am treated in the same line as the mole?

-3-

After that, I was supposed to go to the Four Shrines Palace to see what the hell was going on.

The heart of a labyrinth city where ordinary people cannot set foot. That's the same with my parents, of course. Inside, you go to a city with extremely few signs of people, trembling at the power that Tua has.

One of the four temples surrounding the central temple, the Palace of the Goddess, takes a look at the Goddess Voldal.

The Four Gods seem to put enough pressure on some people to faint at first sight, but Voldal, the goddess who appeared before us, was such an unpleasant ordinary grandfather. Apparently a terribly long mustache stands out, but that's all.

"Grandpa, I've found a candidate for membership, so write me a letter of recommendation."

"Oh, yeah."

I was able to get a letter of recommendation with a very appropriate knoll. Besides, it's not a recommendation for admission to the Adventurer School or anything, it's a recommendation for the Adventurer Debate. However, it is at a time when Tuya debuts that this effect takes effect. I mean, he wants me to start working with this kid.

"Oh, um... Master Voldal? Is this okay? I didn't get permission from my parents."

It's certainly a letter of recommendation to persuade me.

"What, if I told the sword blade guy he recommended me, I'd be fine."

That's right, he even knows who I am, even though I didn't explain it in particular. The atmosphere is likely to convince me that Tuya may have explained it in "Reading Tales" or something, even though she told me she knew it all in advance. Whatever, it is God, even though it comes with a sub.

"If you're really anxious just to wash it, ask the maid who cleans it over there to write it down. Yes."

One maid is silently cleaning before Voldal, the god of the earth, turns his attention. I was through because I was so uncomfortable, but could that man also be a powerful man close to the Four Gods?

"Tiglare, recommend me -"

The situation turns to me, unable to swallow, and Tuya approaches Stasta.... Tiglare?

"Bullshit, kid! I told you to ignore me!! And don't say it right!!"

"Uh."

"Uh, no! Why are there so many witches of the Four Gods..."

"Don't compare our earthquake to your pervert"

"You're no different with malice!!"

You gave up, the maid dropping your shoulder and approaching.

"Uh, what is it? That was the phosphorus at the blade, wasn't it? If you recommend it, I'll write it down, so forget about my outfit."

"Um... maybe a little wind god"

"No! I don't feel somewhat like Tiglare, the god of wind, here is a punishment game inmate who may or may not! Forget it. If you're gonna shut up, I'm gonna pull you a new route so that the train passes right next to your house for nothing."

"Oh, yes."

Even people who don't feel alike or don't, they can write recommendations in person.

Why I'm doing this remains a mystery, but I don't think I want you to go in there as a person, so I'm going to look away.

I wouldn't normally go by the train next to the one we have installed inside the cranhouse, but I don't think I can do it.

"If you want to talk to the other two pillars anyway, yes."

"Oh, yes."

And the story progressed with a ton of clapping in fear. It's progressing.

... What shall I do? Somehow, the letter of recommendation you wrote just seems like a bomb.

Even so, I was certain that I would have to make effective use of this bomb more than I had any hand to take at present.

After dinner, I ask my father, who has often stayed at the Cranhouse main building lately. According to the receptionist, he is currently on a break between troop adjustments and is eating in the executive lounge of the main building. Even when it comes to meals, alcohol will be the main thing because it's about my father... I still stayed up all alone for dinner. I guess I still have a job after this, but does it matter if I get drunk?

"I have prepared recommendations from all four gods"

He was my father who noticed me entering the room, but when I said that most openly, he blew out the alcohol he was drinking. Dirty.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, I got some flying gear for you. It's in my nose..."

Apparently it was unexpected, and my father, who always floats in my plea, also sees upset.

"For once I ask... do you mean a letter of recommendation to become an adventurer?

"Yeah. 'Cause neither your father nor your mother will listen to you."

"That's why you...... that's outrageous.... Oh shit, you're a tuya. That fucking kid, I knew I'd go around my head."

That's right. I don't know, I think I found out Daiyuan that led to this story. I don't think Tuya has done anything bad to me, but she has a bad reputation for going first. Why?

"Fair enough... just sit down"

"The chair across the street, it's a booze paint that your dad sprayed."

"... bring a cloth towel"

Usually you make me do it, but you seem to finish it yourself. How shocking was the story earlier?

"It's gonna be a little long, so you can call your mother."

"He says he's going to your dad's, so I think he's gonna be okay."

"Fine then.... uh, you want something to eat? It's only like a booze knob."

"Yeah."

I have a simple kitchen, but I don't use it and take the bag with the dry stuff out of the shelf. I can't drink alcohol, but I like these knobs. It's after dinner, so I don't go in much.

"Ah what. I'd like to hear it first, but you didn't tell your mother about it, did you?

"Not yet."

"Just stop it"

"... that depends on your father"

Having already gotten to their understanding, it's hard to just shelf it. Except, of course, if you're saying you'll give me full permission without recommendation. I don't have any problems matching the soil, but if I can get ahead of it, I want to.

"I've been saying this for a long time, but I'm not against you being an adventurer."

"I know."

My father is only against it because it suits my mother.

Otherwise, we won't have a place for adventurers or mysterious animal opponents to mock. That's because it's training to fight against character. It is an unnecessary training if only to brush the arm of swordsmanship.

"Even your mother knows you can't stop it."

"Really?

That was a little surprising. I thought if you were going to be an adventurer, you'd be forgiven for being so hard at work.

"That's right. If you grow up, you'll have as much to do. Now you have no talent... no, I would have had some hands to make you give up if you were any better"

"Of course, you're talented."

"I'd love to laugh at the kid's self-admiration, but in your case, it's serious. Bad tach."

Even though it's a mock fight, it would be more rude to be humble because you've picked up so many wins so far against active adventurers who make it their main business. Now if I tell you I'm not talented, you're even more de bottom line. So I have to be a non-standard genius.

Of course, the only thing I can say with confidence that I'm talented is the skill of a sword at the moment. I intend to know that the talent of the adventurer is not all that. For example, even if you are confident that you will win by playing white and one-on-one matches, as an adventurer, you are sure to be up there, and that is an unwavering fact.

"You don't know that as a matter of fact, outside the Labyrinth City is a world with little choice."

"I learned it at school"

"Right. That's how I get a chance to learn. The people out there live a life they've decided to live and die without knowing. Whether you have the gift of a sword or not, you have little choice."

Maybe that's a story based on a real experience. I also ask to an overview degree that my father was born with such a situation.

"I don't think that's why you're choosing me."

"I didn't say that, so listen. It may be roundabout, but it's a long story about old people."

"Dad, I don't think you're that old..."

Thirty, there, even outside the labyrinth city is not treated like an old man. Even more so in labyrinth cities where aging can be deluded. So I think you should cut your beard off.

"Outside the labyrinth city. Then make it a farmer, a merchant, a nobleman, mostly to carry on the profession that parents do. It's better to just inherit, and the next three guys are just a spare. In the case of a woman, the options are even narrower, and there is no other path than the family and chores of the dowry. There are exceptions, of course, but the vast majority are like this. From there, they become mercenaries and adventurers, but you know that's something else outside the Labyrinth City with the same name, right?

"Yeah."

"On the other hand, children born into labyrinth cities, which are also wealthy families, have freedom of choice. In this case, it's about you. Adventurers are floral in this city, but there are mountains of other avenues to eat. So it's Orchid's opinion... that you want me to live without narrowing down my options for the future"

"We've heard that many times, too."

It's a story that comes out every time I rebel.

I'm trying to be an adventurer by choosing on top of that, even though I'm exercising my right of choice properly.

"It's just, you know, this is pre-construction. I guess the real thing is, I don't want you to be like me."

"... that's troublesome. Your father is our goal."

"Truth is, if you're a junior or intermediate and you're just going to step in and eat there on your income, he's not going to complain either. That's not why my own daughter can't stand the physical pain in her eyes."

I had a thin feeling about it. If that's the problem, even a mock fight using seriousness should be stopping. I scream when I see that I'm being rattled, but I'm not trying to stop that hard. The experience of dropping your fingers, even when you were a careless toddler at first.

It's no surprise that the previous battle with the outer road kangaroos would have died without the automatic healing of the dojo.

"In the end, the problem is deep in the infinite corridor. He feels intense discomfort every time Dungeon Attack. He's conscious and hard on himself, but he's so transformed that he can deal with him before and after he goes out. So my family, who left in the morning and came back in the evening, couldn't stand being like someone else."

"You mean your father caused it?

"Fundamentally, it does. If you're serious, he wants me to quit, not just you. I don't know about the suffering on the waiting side, but I understand that there is such suffering. I can't quit now, and I can't stop him from opposing it."

In fact, only my mother is trying so hard to stop me from becoming an adventurer.

My father just fits in, and my grandparents are there for me, one way or another. But was it a matter of time before the family lived together? Surely my father looks like someone else compared to before. I felt that was normal because there was no comparable object, but maybe that's another thing for a couple. Even my husband does. I guess it means it's hard to see one's child more closely transformed into another.

... I guess I only understand somehow because it's the side that keeps me waiting, not because I'm a kid.

Would it be a little bargaining material if I retired your father?... No, no, that's too lame for a super first-class adventurer.

"So do me some time. We've been training you to be an adventurer, and that letter of recommendation isn't going to go with Tuya's debut right away, is it?

"Yeah."

The timing is unclear because it depends on the other witches, but not immediately. It should have been a year or two from now.

I think it would be better if I could be an adventurer without domestic discord. Mr. Sword Blade, your phosphorus is not a bad boy.

"I'll persuade the orchid to go down the tunnel, so you... there's nothing to do again."

"Why not!

More like this...... there will be a lot of things. Because I want to stop studying and focus on lowering the load.

"If you dare to say so...... clean up any problems that you might haunt after you become an adventurer"

"... what can you do?

"I'm going to talk about thinking about that myself, but let me guess... you're studying."

"... eh, why?

All of a sudden I think the story flew to a point where it doesn't matter. On the other hand, it's a less favourable topic.

"Oh, an adventurer's course or something"

"There's also that, but it's mainly school studies. I'm not telling you to get your grades up, but do it seriously. You, Grade Bottom Crawl Too"

I don't think school studies have anything to do with working as an adventurer.

"Uh, by the way, what do you need..."

My father sighed heavily. I feel like I'm back in my father's eyes looking at my usual stupid daughter.

"Not to mention party leaders and clan masters, even just members are asked to make quick decisions and respond in battlefields that continue to sophisticate and complicate. The same goes for planning operations and negotiating with other organisations. There are plenty of things to think about outside the battlefield, scheduling funds, supplies, training and rest, and even managing meals and lifestyles. When you become a giant organization like ours, you can also place experts in each department, but that gives you more work in managing a giant organization. Finally, it's harder than what you're learning right now to take more than intermediate courses. With basic learning skills, these tasks can be greatly reduced. Conversely, if there is no such thing, you will see a serious cry later..."

"Hey, but..."

All at once, my brain was saturating.

"Well... to adventurers... I know a lot of adventurers, especially from outside, haven't been to school."

"That's why I'm watching you cry. Anyway, if you've been studying from that class like Glenn, the guys who came up advanced with only their arms are miserable.... Well, I'm kind of like that, but what do you think I went to college for? It's not easy."

"Ya, sure..."

It was unusually convincing.

A few years ago, for some reason I suddenly started going to college for that reason...... I thought you were going to retire and run for zoning manager as well.

After a long explanation, I found out that the adventurer needed to study what was going on in order to be top notch, and that compulsory education was also needed as a foundation for that study. Of course, there are parts of it that don't directly concern me, but that seems to make me live on another occasion. At least they pushed my heartbeat if I didn't lose it.

"Well, I have time, so think of it as downstairs prep and good luck. I know it's gonna be awkward, but it could be an ingredient to convince your mother."

"Ugh, yeah. Good luck."

Improve your desperate grades a little at the moment...... no, I need to do my homework before then......

"Later it's me. Regular mock fights you're playing right now, let's get some more serious about that. Keep the condition that you can't even win the LV1, I'll widen the scope and look after the opponent, so you should gain some experience in action against the superior. It's not like a kangaroo the other day, it's someone who can talk about tactics properly."

Sure, that might be the only training I can do right now. Skills and statuses can be sealed in the training area, but there are limits to that. Since the debut, there will be many occasions to fight the superior. Like a rookie fight. The Hundred Fights is an exercise that was originally conducted and is easily understood and linked to the future. That authentication is where we want it.

"An adventurer appreciated for his visible snail: status and skills is certainly strong, but it's the strength that doesn't show up in those parts that's really strong in the earthen. In your case, the basement is ready, but after the debut, I'll raise it to a level of precision that will make you lose your temper. The goal is to defeat about 50 LVs."

It feels like I'm talking impotent again, but it's not a bad goal. What we do is the same as before, and we just need to see that the standards have risen.

"But that kangaroo wants to be half-killed, regardless of his training"

"... well, I'll keep you as a candidate too"

There are other people who want to revenge, but I can't take him off for now. Whatever it is, it annoys me.

What, that big chest muscle.

And finally, find the clan you belong to and set it up.

"... er, not here? I'll take the exam."

If I were to make my debut as an adventurer, I would have thought of myself as the primary candidate in my clan. Even with the high difficulty of the entrance exam, the environment is in order from the lower ranks, and above all, I have a father. Concern that you won't be aligned due to strength issues, because a talented front-line clan will also find party members.

"Uh, you haven't heard.... With issues such as securing diversity, it seems that the Four Gods witches who will debut in the future will have the same party, a policy of not belonging to the clan as much as possible. In your case, you naturally need to belong to a different organization than the other witches because you work with Tuya. And < Arc Sabre > is unacceptable because his affiliation is well established. I don't mean absolutely, but think I can't."

"... it was"

It was my first ear. I know you forgot to tell him that the debut is for now, but this may be a slightly serious problem.

"What about Mr. Fenghua?

"He hasn't made up his mind, so far the only candidates to be excluded are us and Tuna's clan."

"Watanabe Tsunami... were you in the clan?

"You mean in... he's in the second reading of the clan establishment. Among the witches of the Four Gods, you have a preeminent watermelon subscribed. I have no idea what kind of combination it is, but I can't help but think about the unclear meaning of his actions."

Watanabe Tsunami again?... Is it because I feel like I'm going to hear something for a long time to come?

I didn't mean to come in originally, but there was an exclusion. The < Meteor Knights > get caught up in the restrictions on joining the group, and the rest... where we seem to have no problem getting in...

"I'll see if I can talk to Mr. Night Light.

"Too bad. I've been getting declined emails from the night light for a long time. I wish you every success."

"Why did you do it!?"

For a long time, Mr. Night Light has been the one who hastens the most to make his debut fast.

"He wants to kill each other with everything he can with you. Once you're inside, you can't hang out."

"Such an asshole..."

No, as a swordsman, I don't know. But I don't.

Is this the worst earthly and two-person course? … I have also found it easiest to promote myself to senior level and join the < Meteor Knights >. But it would be tough......

"... Well, this is a tough problem. That's just pitiful, so I'll look for you, too."

"Oh, please."

Even if I know someone somewhat in a parental relationship, I'm only a student and I don't have many handouts.

After the debut, it's a big question of getting backed up by clans and parties. Even if you're confident you can get promoted without that benefit, you'll still make a difference.

-4-

So I tried to rely on handouts whenever possible, but the reaction was not aromatic anywhere.

I had parties and clans that seemed to accept me, but I have the impression that I'm not going to be pampered anywhere. I'm looking for members to fight with, and I don't want to care for people who aren't likely to help. What do you want us to do by letting them into a party that has been ravenous for years at a lower level?

Meanwhile, he showed difficulty in clans and parties looking seriously up. I guess I don't like it breaking the pace I've created over time. Regardless if you want to participate as a temporary member, there are still many places that you don't like to disturb your footprint at all times. That was understandable, so I had to back off.

But one promising spot was found in that.

Mr. Philos, an active adventurer brought here by his father as an opponent of the Hundred Fights, had conditions close to ideals.

No central members have also been decided, and we plan to establish a clan probably within a year or two. He is a powerful man who even keeps records, and many others currently belong to < Arc Sabre >.

In fact, I can't even get my hands or feet out of my presence. Even intermediate adventurers have some clearance to get into, but it's such a holeless completion. Without a sword, the shield alone continued my attack unharmed for an hour. My father, who was watching this, was also surprised, enough to admit that he didn't match the condition that I might be able to win.

"You, what the hell has happened in this short period of time?

"A lot of things, really unintentionally. I've got someone I'd like to kill in earnest..."

"That's a mess, dude"

The refreshing appearance was a little radical to say.

Maybe this guy gets stronger. Members who can be led by this man will also be stronger together. Yeah, it's ideal.

So I thought I'd cut the story out.

With my father, Mr. Philos, who joined < Arc Sabre > by hand, would still be hard, after he bothered to take his seat off.

... Well, what can I say? Let's just start with a public story......

"Um, do you mean Watanabe Tsunami when you want to kill him?

Stuck. Behind what it looks like, it's stunning cocky like a reaction artist.

"... no, but why?

"No, you're publicly announcing the overthrow of the Watanabe line, aren't you?

"I don't mean to be a rival, but I don't know if you're going to defeat me. Instead, I'm in trouble when I'm gone"

I thought the dossier I got before this Hundred Games said that, but apparently the nuances are different.

"I'd rather be on your side, and I think we should get along. I mean, we were dining together until just now."

What. Are we normally close?

"Then why did you go into < Arc Saber >?

"Oh, you know what? Well, you would have done it with me if the terms were a little different.... but I'm being selfish. I admit him but therefore want to be reciprocal. I want to stand in line, but the goddess of destiny seems to have gotten in the way of me and got popped up."

What I was saying was too abstract, and it seemed difficult to understand. A poet.

"Then I thought it would be a good idea to try to stick around completely from the outside. Besides, if you were in the same organization, you wouldn't really be equal."

Sounds like some night light guy's opinion, but I can't even agree with that idea.

"So, who do you want to kill?

"You're a goddess of destiny who hates me. He... the stripper won't stand in the way."

There is no discouragement in Mr. Philos' voice to say so, but it is pale. Yet I felt so much hatred when I saw it.

This is... intentional killing. It's not a joke like Mr. Night Light always says, "I want to kill that tiger," I want to get rid of it in a real way.

"What is peeling... is that peeling?

"You're talking about an arrow that's also decorated the doorway of this dojo. It's been stripped alive to collect objects that I like."

"That's another bad hobby..."

I've never heard of anyone with such a bad taste, but it could be a criminal or something outside a labyrinth city.

"To catch up with Tuna, we have to get rid of him first. But I can't reach it right now. We need strength to get rid of the creatures."

"Then we'll help you. What do you think? I think it's a pretty good deal."

Mr. Philos' eyes dotted. This is how you get people to go along with your training, so to some extent it's what you assume it is. My father told me that I wanted to establish a clan, but I wonder if that has been folded into it.

"... Ha, I see. I know a little bit about Tuna. This sure doesn't make me feel good"

"Oh, that? Did you say something rude?

"No, nothing. You're not bad.... whisper, isn't that not just about you but also Tetsujingu Tua with you?

"Oh, I knew your father told you? We and Tuya, look for a clan to belong to after our debut now..."

"... in your case, Tuna's place seems better suited?

... Is that it? There's no meshing.

"I didn't put you in a candidate over there. There are limitations that Tuya can't get in, but maybe for reasons close to Mr. Philos...... yeah, maybe so"

Me?

"Because if you're in the same clan, you can't kill them with all your might."

…………

"I thought they were bad...?

"Oh yeah...... I thought. It's about Tuna, right?

"Yes."

Watanabe Tsunami wherever you go. I don't know where that unpleasant person has that kind of influence, but to what extent the hell do you mean "they're bad"?

I don't know, but if there's something I don't understand, I'll just kill it. I guess that suits me better than a lot of thinking. Then do your best.

"... well, okay. The Adventurer Debate itself isn't a good story, is it? For a while, you're gonna have to tell me if you change your mind."

"Yes.... and you can help us convince our parents"

"Exactly. Do it yourself."

"Right."

...... Ha.

Though I have time, it's weird to convince my mother. But he seemed to manage about his clan.

"Speaking of which, I just thought about it. When using a knife extraction technique..."

"Ugh."

That concludes the story of clan membership and begins a reflection on the Hundred Fights. I also found that he had quite an interesting focus.

But something caught my eye.

I don't know what that discomfort is, but it's like something's stuck in the back of my teeth, like I can't take anything stuck.

I feel like I'm forgetting something. Some of the things I've talked about or experienced have fallen out. Only traces of falling out remain.

Dojo...... The front door?...... disgusting.

The next Sunday. Head to the dojo for a new hundred fights. I'm a little late, so I'm on my feet.

But my legs stopped at the odd sensation. I had to hurry, but I couldn't really ignore it.

At the end of the line of sight is the stripping of deer decorated on the front door. It's something I've had since before I was born, with no special added value, but it's a fine one. I do remember hearing that it was something my father had been hunting for when he went on an expedition somewhere.

Staring at that, I felt like the deer were looking at this one too. It's a creepy feeling that's peeking into the back of my mind, down to the bottom of my soul.

The discomfort also seemed similar to that immediately after talking to Mr. Philos. I mean, I don't know, but it's disgusting.

"Huh!"

So I couldn't stop trying to kill him.

Deer peeling cracks nicely and falls to the floor. In itself, it is peeled without any change.

But I felt something in response. The feeling of slashing what's not there, what's impossible.

I don't know what that is, but I slashed it anyway.

It was a bizarre sensation. How did you slaughter something that didn't? I do it myself and it's hard to understand.

Or I slashed the furniture for nothing, but what am I going to do with this? I wasn't going to delude you a bit.

"... All right, let's say this is also the opponent of the Hundred Fights"

This peel is the hundredth person to be remembered because today's opponent is the hundredth person to be remembered. Different order, but no problem.

I actually feel like I've slashed something, so I saw the reason for the sword behind the deer stripping, or something, and I'm sure it would be deluded.

... maybe.