Sougen no Okite ~Shii Yatsu ga Moteru, Ii Buzoku ni Umarekawatta zo~

Prologue

I was strong.

When I was five years old, I went out to the dojo of ancient martial arts, where my grandfather's best friend was doing it, and there I showed up with a glimpse of me.

The dojo was not a handless martial arts, but a dojo using swords, spears, ten hands, bows and equestrian techniques.

As I grew up, my body grew bigger and there was no match for me. No, you couldn't beat my grandfather's best friend's grandfather once until he fell ill.

Grandpa said, "It's not forbidden to do martial arts until you beat me," so he studied properly.

When Grandpa called me when I was 18 and I went to Grandpa, Grandpa asked me to marry my granddaughter and take over the dojo.

Grandpa's granddaughter was 20 years old and older than me, but she quickly admitted that I preferred her face and body.

I married my grandfather's granddaughter when I was 25 when I went to college and got a job as a sports instructor to save some money.

Grandpa was already asleep by then.

I worked hard to save money to reassure my grandfather.

You were relieved three months after your marriage. Your grandfather passed away flatteringly.

My grandfather's granddaughter, my daughter-in-law, told me she wouldn't have sex until she got married.

I didn't think I had a choice.

I didn't do it because my grandfather's condition was at stake for three months after I got married.

And six months after I got married, I didn't do it to serve my grandfather's mourning.

And my wife got pregnant.

He blessed me around, but I got stunned.

When I asked my wife, she confessed lightly.

He said the belly child was a teacher's child.

Honestly, I thought it was a decided marriage but I had a good relationship with her.

It just seemed like I was the only one who thought so.

My wife and I broke up publicly because of inconsistencies in our children's education policies.

I was just doing my job and my workout.

One day one of my students asked me if I would go on an amateur sports show like Sao O, and I competed and dominated one shot.

I was called to various shows to see if I somehow caught fire to popularity from there.

It was known that he was doing ancient martial arts,

Cut suspended Japanese paper with a Japanese knife.

You know, beating out a ball of professional footballers' free kicks with arrows.

I speared through a baseball player's thrown ball.

My moves become a bit of a spectacle, but my popularity rises to the eel.

One day he went on a plan to visit a tribe in Africa at an overseas location.

The tribe has a festival of fights. They made me compete in it and defeated the brave men of the brilliant tribe.

Many tribal women forced me that night, but the interpreter went somewhere and I didn't know what I was talking about. But I knew it was coming in color, and it wasn't bad.

I broke up with that tribe, went to the airport, and got on a plane.

Sleeping on the plane suddenly the plane swayed.

The passengers panicked.

If you look at the window, it's spraying fire out of the engine.

The plane gets even more shaky.

I closed my eyes and accepted my destiny.

Hmm? Am I alive?

Could it have miraculously helped?

There's something floating in here, isn't there?

I don't know.

My body doesn't move well...

"We're born! Spirit! Bless my son!