Translator: âHakouâ Editor: âWeasalopesâ
The sun sets early in winter. Even though it was still early in the evening and the streets of the royal capital were covered with the evening light, the stars were beginning to shine in the sky.
People who were walking home after finishing their work. A carriage was moving by their side.
The carriage stopped in front of a house on the northern edge of downtown, or in other words, the southern edge of the entertainment district.
ãThank you. Ah, I can take care of the luggage myselfã
A young man with a mustache gets out of the carriage after telling the driver. Lightning looks up at his home for the first time in almost ten days.
He goes upstairs to the second floor where his family lives and reaches for the knob on the door. Just before his hand touches it, the door is opened from the inside.
ãWelcome home, dearã
A woman with small stature in an apron greets him with a smile. Lightning is surprised, but then he makes a gentle smile.
ãIâm back. How did you know I arrived?ã
His wife answers as she takes off his coat and luggage. She says that she heard the carriage arrive and looked on the street through the window.
Convinced, Lightning went to the living room and cuddled the infant who came to hug him.
Afterwards, the three of them had a dinner that even though it was not luxurious, it was heartwarming.
ãHow did it go, this yearâs tournament?ã
After putting the infant to bed, the couple has a chat. His wife asks him a question as she puts a piece of cheese on the table and hands him a glass of watered-down spirits.
ãWell⦠There are a lot of terrifying skilled participants this yearâs tooã
After the two of them lightly clinked their glasses together, Lightning spoke up quietly.
***
The temple of the god of business, built in the center of the Holy city.
Six circular stages were set up indoors. Lightning stands on the side of one of the stages.
(Itâs been a year since then, huh)
Looking out at the packed auditorium, my eyes narrowed as I felt a deep sense of emotion. So many things have happened since last yearâs Divine tournament.
I got my wife and child back, took over the dojo, became a Knightâs pilot, and now I live in the kingdom.
(This is where it all started. I must fight with my all as to not bring a shame to the God)
I repeatedly breathed quietly. In the middle of this, the witnessing priest called out to me.
ãBlack Locust country man!ã
I walked out onto the stage in a bath towel wrapped around my waist.
ãWooooo! Lightning!ã
The crowd erupted, and some even called out his name. Seeing this, Lightning was a little perplexed.
Until last year, he was almost a nobody, and moreover, he hadnât played in any tournaments for a whole year. Even though he had won the menâs division, he hadnât expected to be so popular.
ãShow us your three-rapid thrust please!ã
ãYeah! Show us!ã
He responded to the cheers of the ladies and gentlemen with a smile, albeit awkwardly. He looked at his first opponent, who was called next, and realized his position.
(Iâm the one being hunted here)
A fair-skinned woman with long brown hair, she is a regular participant in A-class tournaments and a far superior figure to the former Lightning.
However, his facial expression is tense and gives off a glaring gaze. This is the stance of someone who is fighting against a superior opponent.
(Truly, things have changed in the past year)
He bows to her and takes off the bath towel wrapped around his waist. Lightning then begins to step back and forth in a half-sitting posture.
His rapier is always aimed at the eyes of his opponent.
ãBegin!ã
ãOrya!ã
Lightningâs voice echoed along with the priestâs declaration.
With a step that seemed like he had teleported, he gouged the fair skinned womanâs crotch. He then escaped the counterattack with an immediate back-step.
Seeing the womanâs hand cut through the air, Lightning steps in again.
ãDoryaa! Toryaa!ã
This time, he didnât stop with just a single thrust. With the fair skinned woman at the center, he repeatedly moves in and out in a circular motion.
The damage to her rapidly increases as she receives thrusts from her left and right at different angles.
(Here!)
Lightning continued to attack as he analyzed his opponent. He spotted the weakest part of her armor and made the move that would decide the match.
The fair-skinned woman was probably surprised. Lightning who had disappeared from her field of vision appeared behind her in the next instant.
ãKu!ã
The fair-skinned woman tried to look back as she let out a groan showing her frustration. But before she could, Lightning pushed her back with both hands.
She fell face first to the mat while her butt raised high in the air. Then Lightningâs rapier was thrust mercilessly at her.
ãLightning sword!ã
Lightning clasps his hands at the back of his own head, looks up at the ceiling, and delivers three thrusts in one breath.
The fair-skinned woman with long brown hair could not withstand the precise rapid-fire attack. With a scream, her body trembled greatly.
ãMatch ended! We have a winner!ã
It was an overwhelming victory and the Lightning Sword was shown as everyoneâs expectations. The crowd cheered loudly.
ãYou must win again this year, Lightning!ã
ãLightning! Lightning!ã
His rapid progress continued. In the fourth round against ãSin and Punishmentã, which attracted everyoneâs attention, he sank the Queen with a single counter attack.
***
Lightning ends his story for a moment and let out a deep sigh.
The scene is the living room of the Lightning family. The woman sitting opposite him puts her chin on her crossed hands and listens with sparkling eyes.
Lightning puts a piece of cheese in his mouth and tastes it along with a glass of water.
ãHowever, thatâs how far I can goã
The wife tilts her head at her husband, who looks down at his glass.
Her husband often praises his opponent when he is defeated. Now, however, he is sighing in front of her.
He must have noticed his wifeâs gaze. Lightning looked up, smiled, and shrugged his shoulders.
ãHow should I put this⦠it feels like Iâve lost to myself. To my own weakness, itâs so patheticã
Looking into his wifeâs eyes, which were still filled with confusion, Lightning continued his story.
The details of the match that he told her were enough to convince her.
ãBlack Locust country man!ã
In the fifth round, semifinals. I was called up and went from the side to the stage in a bath towel wrapped around my waist.
I stand on the stage, receiving loud cheers.
ãEastern country woman A!ã
A tall, elderly woman appeared from the other side of the room.
She was not wearing a bath towel like Lightning. She was wearing a nunâs uniform and had a silver rosary hanging from her neck.
(A nun from the eastern country huh)
I had heard rumors about her, but it was a long time ago, around the time I was born, or even before that.
It was the first time for me to see her in person.
(No matter who my opponent are, I will do my best)
All I have to do is believe in the power and skills I have developed and honed, and just leap forward. Thatâs how I fight.
If he can outperform them, he wins; if he canât, he loses. Lightningâs train of thought is simple. Thatâs why he has no hesitation.
Prompted by the witnessing priest, he took his bath towel wrapped around his waist to the corner of the stage. His opponent also took off her nunâs uniform and threw it away.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
(â¦It seems sheâs well trained)
Underneath the nunâs uniform was a burly body like a sheet of chocolate. Combined with her tall stature, she looked like Hercules.
But Lightning was unfazed. The rapier between his legs was sharply aimed at his opponentâs eyes.
ãHow lively⦠Iâll be sure to enjoy thisã
The muscular old nun narrowed her eyes at the sight of it. At the same time, she was drooling from her crotch to the floor.
Lightning doesnât say anything back at her. He simply stared at her in silence.
ãMatch begins!ã
The priest declared with his arms crossed, and before he could finish his words, Lightning made an explosive rush.
ãLightning Sword!ã
Full throttle from the start without observing his opponent. Or rather, this Lightning Sword is a move to measure the opponent.
The rapier pierced the super mature woman without the need to aim, and three thrusts were sent in one breath.
(Kuh! This is bad)
Lightning frowned and berated himself in his mind.
Because of his shallow step, he was unable to penetrate the depths. He sensed the stiff arm approaching from behind and kicked the floor to gain some distance.
(Wha-?)
The old nunâs hand crossed in front of him. He thought he was far enough away from her, but it was just a hairâs breadth away.
(Her arms reached longer than I thought)
Thatâs not it. The very mature woman bends one side of her mouth and smiles at Lightning, who is troubled because he canât figure out the cause.
ãWhatâs wrong? Are you scared?ã
Lightning looks at her dubiously, not understanding the meaning of what she is saying. Seeing this, the old womanâs smile widens.
ãWhat, you havenât noticed? Youâre not looking too well, you knowã
The words hit him like a blunt object to his head.
It is as she pointed out, the image and the movement of his body did not match. Thatâs why his step was shallow and his escape was delayed by half a step.
(Why?)
He searched for the reason amidst his impatience and confusion. Speaking from experience, the cause is atrophy of his mind.
But he doesnât know the reason for that.
(Could it beâ¦)
A part of his mind that he had been kept under wraps and pretended he had forgotten. He felt a stir in it and turned his focus to it.
He then understood.
(â¦I see in this woman the shadow of the Great Madam?)
She is his wifeâs grandmother and the wife of the former dojo owner.
He remembers the day when she suddenly transformed and attacked him at a peaceful breakfast table. There was nothing he could do in the face of such an overwhelming attack, and he had no choice but to flee at the expense of his grandfather-in-law.
(No, thatâs not right! The old nun in front of me is not the Great Madam. I must not be mistaken)
The great madam, who is as fat as a lump of meat and an old nun with a trained body like a bodybuilder. The only thing they had in common was that they were both large, old women.
But still, Lightningâs heart reacted to her. The wound must have been deeper than he thought.
ãCraneâs wings stance!*ã
ã*Note: â鶴翼â, (Kakuyoku) is actually Japanese V-shaped military formation, but I think translating it as âCraneâs Wingsâ fit the context, as in Skill/Technique Name.ã
In order to shake off his fear, he took a new stance.
This is a stance in which the hands that were crossed at the back of his head are released and flapped wide like cranes. This is a new stance that Lightning has developed over the past year.
The aim is to give the opponent a greater vibration by the reaction of swinging his arms up and down.
ãGood, thatâs it, you have to give it your all. This wonât be interesting if you donât lose while youâre giving your allã
The very mature woman laughs and cracks her knitted hands together.
ãHere I come!ã
A big bird that runs to take off. Lightning moves his arms up and down as he steps deeply into the air.
The blow thatâs filled with his spirit to overcome his fears should be able to penetrate deep into the belly of the old nun.
Immediately after that, he unleashes his most powerful technique, the five-strike Lightning Sword.
ãIâve been waiting for this!ã
The old nun opens her eyes wide and stares at Lightning at close range. A fierce cold air runs down Lightningâs back.
(Sheâs been waiting for this moment!?)
The muscular old nun shouted with a fierce smile on her face.
ãGuillotine!ã
The muscles all over her body rose up like a rough rope. The face of the old woman who clenched her teeth instantly boiled red.
At the same time, an overwhelming tightness struck his rapier, completely stopping its movement.
ãGuaaa!!ã
Lightning let out a pained voice. The very mature woman whispers in his ear.
ãNo matter how sharp your dive is, if you know itâs coming, itâs easy to deal withã
She says it as if it was a simple matter, but Lightning canât believe it. This is because what sheâs doing was like taking a serious blow to the head with her bare hands. Too quick, too slow, or too much force and youâre dead.
(As if I would lose!)
Lightning clenches his teeth against the pressure. If you canât move it by pushing or pulling, you have to use the power of vibration.
ãLightning Sword!ã
He flaps his arms up and down as he moves his hips back and forth.
(Kuh!)
However, his rapier did not move in the slightest. As if it was clamped in a vise, it was Lightningâs body that moved instead.
It was like a dragonfly grabbed by the wings.
ãThis is good, it vibrates wellã
The old nun licked her lips as if she was enjoying it. Lightningâs resistance, on the other hand, weakened with each time he repeated it.
ãNow then, letâs finish this, shall we?ã
She probably felt that it was the right time to finish it. She pushed Lightning down on the mat on the floor while holding him by guillotine.
ãOrrraaaaaaaaa!!ã
Then, with a roar, she began to swing her hips around ferociously.
The old nun thrusts her hips into Lightning, who is lying on his back. It was hard to tell which was the man.
And after a while.
ãThank you for the mealã
The very mature woman squinted her eyes like a cat and exhaled in satisfaction.
She must have squeezed out a lot of Lightningâs extract. After releasing him and getting up, she patted her own belly with her right hand.
The expression on her face disappeared, and Lightning remained motionless, staring at the ceiling. It was here that the winner was decided.
***
The scene returned to the living room where Lightning and his wife were.
After finishing his story, Lightning opened his mouth in a sorrowful tone.
ãDo you understand now?ã
The wife moved from her seat and sat by his side and gently hugged him.
The pain in his heart that has yet to heal is not something that can be overcome by a feeling alone. He mustâve felt that he was unable to truly give it his all.
ãIâm sorry, because of my grandmotherâ¦ã
You have nothing to apologize for. As he said this, Lightning shook his head in his wifeâs chest.
Then he pushed her down.
ãEh?ã
She was surprised, but she didnât hate it. She was originally expecting him to do it tonight.
After all, it was the first time in ten days.
And Lightning wanted to forget about the tournament and be pampered by his wife.
ãKyaaã
Her voice leaked out even though she tried to hold it back. The Lightning Sword that shook the floor of the Lightningâs House that night was used a total of four times.
There were three triple thrusts and one quintuple thrust.
ãâ¦â¦Earthquake?ã
A garden spread out on the floor above. A 15-centimeter-long dung beetle crawls out of the ground under the starry sky.
It extended its antennae into the air and searched for signs of its surroundings.
ãWhatâs the matter?ã
A 20 centimeters long caterpillar called out from above the tree, curious about his best friendâs behavior.
He must have been asleep. The atmosphere coming out of him seems a bit hazy.
ãItâs fine nowã
It was just my imagination, the bug explained. Then it dove back into the ground.