The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

"Let, Doctor, or in the body, yes, it hurts -"

In the morning, on the ground was the figure of Frem, who had become like a borough rag.

Honestly, the state is worse than it was when we fought Nagare. It broke perfectly when it came to my favorite double sword.

But more than that, my heart is breaking. It's Flem.

"If that's all you're going to talk about, you're still a total mess. But now you know a little bit about the importance of the spirit. I need some breakfast support for now, so please wake up soon."

"Nagare... you're quite unforgiving -"

A peach that went well into Nagare and Flem's special training until morning, but I also felt a little sympathetic to Flem.

"... the whispering of a man and a man that lasts until morning. guidance of Nagare's love, I was able to indulge"

"Bitchet, I'd like you to stop saying that because it's misleading..."

Bitchet shows up, who was secretly looking at the two from the shadow of a tree apart from Peach.

Nagare naturally noticed that.

But the hour is already late, and rumors of Nagare and Flem are already spreading among adventurers, even if Bitchet doesn't say so.

Flem also managed to get up and get back to where Nagare and the others were gathered, but the different adventurers all looked at the two with curiosity.

"Hey Nagare, frem me out. You were looking forward to yesterday!

"What are you talking about, you?

Flem frowned at Kyle, who for some reason seemed to enjoy his mouth.

Apparently Flem doesn't realize how he's being seen from around him at all.

Except for Nagare. My expression is somewhat dark because I firmly understand what it means.

"Na, Nagare, it's okay! I think they'll all notice that rumors like this are a misunderstanding right away!

"... may I ask you to leave me alone for a moment?

It's a lot of ruined nagare thanks to Flem, but for now, I quickly regained my mind and calmed my spirit.

Around here is the boulder nagare.

And then we all have breakfast, and then we get back in the carriage and we go to the city.

"Now, Frem. As you already know from yesterday, you are too immature in the underlying spirit of everything."

Shortly before boarding the carriage, it is a frem that makes no noise when Nagare says so.

Anyway, in the special training he hoped for last night, Flem couldn't leave any results.

For once, neither did he slay one of the rocks, although he waved his double sword, only to have exhausted and damaged the sword in vain.

That said - I'm talking about how many people are in this world in the first place that can stand that sigoki in Nagare.

"Flem, your weapon, Twin Swords, is arguably the perfect weapon to harness its agility. But there are parts of me that are really inferior in terms of offense. It is essential to discern the nature of things in compensating for them. As I said last night, there are eyes (nuclei) that can always be destroyed if you poke through them, no matter how robust they may seem. But in order to identify it, mental training is essential."

Flem's eyes turned serious when Nagare explained that much, and he looked at Nagare with a determined face.

"Doctor! I was wrong! My teacher complained about me so much... I'm so sorry!

"Oh, I can't believe Flem can apologize so honestly... Dear Boulder Nagare"

Rosa says words of respect with admirable eyes.

Next to it is Kyle, the boulder Nagare! and thumbs up and praises.

"You just have to know. Now, Frem, I'm going to ask you to meditate on your journey to the city in order to make up for last night's delay."

"Yes! You're even meditating in the carriage!

Grab both fists. Flem strains.

But Nagare sighs.

"What are you talking about? We're not going to catch up with you that much to make up for last night's delay."

Huh? and a flem that rounds his eyes, but such a nagare quickly wraps the rope around his hips and tightens it tightly so that it doesn't unravel.

"Huh? That teacher. What's this?

"This is the rope over here... ok, you're fine"

Approximately the questioning Flem, Nagare brackets the opposite end of the rope that tied Flem up behind the body of the vehicle.

"Then let's go. Ah, keep Flem sitting there and continue meditating until the city."

"... Huh?

Thus the line boarded the carriage leaving the flem tied with rope outside.

I thought your voice was ringing.

"Huh? Um, hey, Doctor! No way meditate in this state!?"

"That's right. If you can't meditate while being dragged by a moving carriage, I won't be able to talk to you."

"... that? Could Nagare be quite Spartan?

"... intolerable, but funny"

"Huh? Oh, funny? But I'm hearing some amazing screams..."

"Um, Master Nagare. What are you asking me to do, Flem, is, is it okay?

"It's okay. The speed of this carriage is precisely between 15 km and 20 km, even on a flat road. To this extent, Flem does not die. Well, I'd like you to do it as a substitute for the Shinkansen, but all of a sudden it would be cruel on boulders."

"What's the Shinkansen?

"Well, you can think of it as a vehicle that's about 20 times faster than this carriage."

"No, it's like Flem doesn't have a body in a boulder -"

Kyle the boulder also smiles at Nagare for saying such things plainly.

Nevertheless, Rosa and Kyle are one of them who wants you to take care of Flem.

Though I may feel a little sorry for him, it is best not to die in my heart to Flem being dragged away.

"Flem, what's wrong? I haven't been able to sit Zen yet. Then I'm just being dragged. Put your hips on the ground more firmly, put your feet together, and focus your spirit."

"Let it go, Doctor! Whoa! Hey! No, no, no, no, no!

The streets of different worlds are well maintained, but they are still not as well built as the world where Nagare was.

In other words, a convex path is bigger as an obstacle than the face of speed, which is actually more problematic for Frem.

Not to mention the road is naturally not just a flat road. A little rocky road will pass along the way, and so much so that there was an act in the woods where demons followed who mistake the dragging frem for bait.

"Flem, there's a wild bore looming. Take good care of that."

"Nah!? In this situation! Oh, fuck off!

(Phew, not yet)

Nagare sighed in her heart as she rolled around lumping her body against the ground as she was chased by the wild bore and watched Flem jump around.

After this, Flem eventually remained dragged by the carriage and meditation was not successful at all.

But the adventurers who saw how it was shaken up by Nagare's relentless (apparently seemingly) behavior.

And...

"There are ghosts in the city of Hamma who are level 0 yet eat both men and women, and who don't like them pull around to the ground and shake them very hard"

Such rumors were to be whispered among the adventurers.

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"Ji, ji-no, ji-no, uhh..."

"Oh, hey, isn't this guy full of creativity already! What!? You got hit by a demon!

"No, that's part of the training, so don't worry."

"Training! This is it!?"

And when he reached the city of Hamma, the guards rushed, worried about the flem of a rubbed-off borough, but turned their eyes round to Nagare, who said, Salari.

From what the guards can tell, it's like being hit by a vicious warcraft, but it's as good as it looks, so I don't know what else to do.

"It's okay. No one really dies saying they're going to die."

Nagare, you're quite a ghost.

"... but you're right."

"Oh, at least apply therapeutic magic..."

"Well, that's right. You can't just walk right into the city."

Rosa rushed over to Flem to recover by magic because Nagare's permission had been granted.

Rosa's holy magic is medium high performance. I just saved the adventurer from the poison of a boulder plate killer hornet.

By the way, the other adventurers were peeking into Flem's condition, but for now they saw nothing else in their lives and greeted the Nagares and went through the gate first.

From some adventurers, I know his usual loathing around where I've also heard whispers like Flemzah.

"Rosa, thank you. It's all right now..."

Though the fine wounds are still there, Frem, almost recovered thanks to Rosa, wakes her upper body and thanks her.

But the face has no hegemony. It feels like depression.

"Oh? Did you snap to this extent?

But Nagare's relentless words decided Flem's breasts.

Nagare decided to do it. It's thorough. That attitude is pretty harsh.

"Ugh, let it be, Doctor! Indeed, I admired the strength of my teacher and asked for guidance! And, but, you know, I'm not doubting... you made me do this. Can a teacher do this! I can't believe I let you do this."

"Flem! That's rude!

Rosa revealed her anger at Flem's remarks.

I guess I thought this dialogue would be rude as I said I wanted to be a disciple from myself.

"Rosa, I don't mind. Yes, I see."

When Nagare answers that, she looks back at Bitchet.

"Bitchet was good at equestrianism, wasn't he?

I snorted cocklessly at Nagare's question.

"... he also has equestrian skills. No problem."

In return, is that right, and Nagare pulls his jaw.

"Then borrow a horse from the carriage and connect it with my body with a rope."

Huh!? and Flem is stunned.

Naturally. In the case of Frem, it is the shape dragged by the carriage, but unlike when you have to carry a person and pull a heavy body, it is easier to run on horses alone.

Plus Bitchet says he also has equestrian skills.

If that is the case, it is also possible to draw enough horse power, the speed of which is definitely more than twice as light as that of a carriage.

But Bitchet didn't even show any particular hesitation, and quickly tied Nagare with a rope - and ran the horse with the hanging voice.

"Let it go, Doctor!

Flem shouted with a look of regret somewhere.

I stuck around and threw up a dialogue that made me doubt Nagare, but I guess it was painful to let her imitate this by asking me to be a disciple from her, as Rosa said.

But - but it was utterly worrying.

At any rate, Nagare is working in meditation with Zen in a very calm way even though the horse would have gently pulled him over 60 km/h.

Spiritual unity to the brilliance of utterly unseen such as agitation.

Bitchet demonstrates his equestrian skills along the way as this is still the case, letting him make many leaps and even decide on a triple spin for each excess horse, but without any disturbance in Nagare's meditation posture, he continues to remain constantly on the ground and horizontal, whether spinning or flying endlessly.

"Nagare is so awesome..."

"No, it's not human business, Nagare..."

"It's a boulder, Master Nagare. That's God's trick!

Three people leak exclamation: Peach, Kyle and Rosa.

Flem, on the other hand, is completely out of words.

However, there is no production for Nagare to this extent.

Naturally. In any case, when I was in Nagare, Japan, I was drawn to a linear motor car, but I kept my meditation state with an extra look, and even held the record of winning the meditation tournament for the eightieth consecutive year in the world.

If it is such a nagare, it is easier to meditate and breathe to this extent while being pulled by a horse.

"Doctor! Thank you! I doubt it. Really! I'm so sorry. - Whoa!

That's why Flem, who saw Nagare's meditation to brilliance, once again pained his immaturity, once again greeted Nagare with a groundhound attitude.

"It's okay, Frem. So is meditation, but if you know how important it is to build a spirit, that's fine."

It is a flem that glances at Nagareth's words, let him, teacher, and eyes.

And...

"Now make me an official apprentice!

"I can't do that. Give it up."

"Uh-oh!"

It is a flem that ceases to return Nagareth's abominations.

"... I don't know what it is, but it's gonna be tough."

And somehow it was a line of sympathy for the gatekeeper.