Umarekawatta “Kensei” Wa Raku o Shitai

In addition to the main school building of the school, libraries and adjacent canteens exist.

Basically, the students living in the dorm would not have any difficulty living on a daily basis.

What I came to with my students was a place called the Nanbu Field.

They say it will be used when performing swordsmanship and magic exercises.

Under the guidance of Oz, I am relative to twenty students.

There doesn't seem to be a special class or anything, even if it's called "The Sword Saint Princess".

In my view, it's Iris and the like-minded girl next to him who's pulling out in strength.

... Indeed, was it named Aria? For once, I look at the roster and grades of the students before I come here. Compared to both excellent Illis, Aria is below average for study, but has a high level of magic and swordsmanship.

On the other hand, I can see Illis concentrating on whether it's a quality that doesn't distract him when it comes to mock warfare.

For once, though I'm younger, I guess it's the manifestation of a desire to kick me out early that makes me look serious.

Well, that would be more convenient for me.

"Well, I'll ask Dr. Oz for a referee."

"Oh, oh."

Nodding as the odds perplexed. It's what I suggested, so maybe it's harrowing inside.

On that point, I honestly think I did something wrong.

"I'll do it."

It was one young man who came out unexpectedly saying that.

Long and fit, he is certainly a better graded student of swordsmanship than magic.

Earlier, he was also the one who blocked Dr. Oz's words.

"Before we do that, we have to set the rules for mock warfare -"

"I don't need rules. Falling down is better to lose... that's all right"

With that said, a long-sleeved student throws a forged sword at me. By using magic, you can reproduce the part of the blade, and you can reproduce the feeling that it was slashed.

The pain is weak compared to reality, but it is still becoming clear that it was slashed.

A long-sleeved student magically creates a blade. The other students, including Illis, they're not going to move.

"If you want to be a teacher, you can use it. Let's go."

A long-sleeved student rushes out before he hears my answer.

The sword you set up is a simple straight sword type. A simulated sword that can change the type of sword he can create himself, but I guess he's simply good at it.

There is also no movement to feint. The long-sleeved student, who came straight towards me, moved as he crossed with me - falling and lying on the ground.

"... what?

All the students on the spot have a surprising look on their face. It is the fallen students who are more surprised than that.

He didn't seem to understand what happened.

I just put my foot on it lightly.

"Well, you had better lose if you fell. Then again..."

"Bullshit, you're kidding!

A long-sleeved student rises and tries to come towards him again.

Under its neck, send a simulated sword blade.

……

"If that was the real battle, you're dead twice. Don't judge people by their appearance - it's the first thing I can teach you, so remember."

The first time was the back slashed at the moment of fall - long students would have known it had been slashed. The second time is now, it would be easy to jump your neck if you were supposed to.

Flip around and face the students.

I found the students breathing and gazing at me. If it's true, I was going to make it more flashy and easier to understand, but I can't help it.

"Well, get your mind back on it and explain the rules. If you give me a blow, you win, and then I won't bother you with each and every one of you."

I set up a simulated sword and look out for the students. And

"Come all together. That's just about right."

- That's what I said.