The Hero Creation Classroom of a Reincarnated Ordinary Person: After Reaching My Limit As An Adventurer, I Reluctantly Opened A Classroom In The Countryside To Earn Money For The Future, And My Student Became The Strongest - Episode 87

“Anyway, that’s how the Four Saints came to be as positions to support the Holy King, passed down through generations in the Sacred Nation of Arselas. Over time, each of them ended up governing four of the regions, other than Promia.”

“Exas, Azazera, Gabriel, and Mikaela, the four regions, right?”

“Exactly. You’ve remembered well.”

Sana, as always, focused intently on the lesson.

Though occasionally a shadow would pass over her face, she seemed to be distracted enough to keep going.

(Still, studying all the time… it’s a bit much.)

Everything eventually comes to an end. The history of the various nations I’ve been explaining is almost finished now. I thought it might be time to switch things up a bit. What should we do next?

“…You did well again today.”

“Teacher… Thank you.”

As usual, I praised her, but her expression still held a hint of sadness.

After thinking for a moment, I suddenly got an idea.

“Alright, want to swing a sword around? You used to like that, right?”

“Y-Yes… that’s true…”

Ah, her expression brightened a little. I nodded inwardly and led Sana out of the classroom.

At this time of day, Mu was probably using the plaza, so I headed outside to circle around to check. Sure enough, Mu was teaching magic to some students.

“Ende?”

“Hey, just need to borrow the space for a bit.”

“Mhm.”

After getting permission from Mu, as usual, we headed towards the nearby storage room.

Once inside, Sana picked up the wooden sword we usually used.

“???”

“What’s wrong?”

“N-Nothing…”

Sana held the wooden sword in her right hand, lifting it and then touching it with her other hand. She looked puzzled as she did so, and when I asked, her response was vague.

What’s going on? I wondered, but I led Sana out of the storage room.

We walked a short distance before stopping. Sana scanned the surroundings, checked the wooden sword in her right hand, and then raised it into a high guard stance.

(Ooh, it’s been a while since I’ve seen this… but it’s still so beautiful.)

I thought to myself as I watched her. Sana’s posture was flawless. She must’ve been trained that way.

The daughter of the Kujakumiya family was a phantom, but the reality of Sana remained within her.

—Whoosh!

The wooden sword sliced through the air—sharp, fast, and descending with perfect precision before stopping, flawless in its execution.

“…Huh?”

I couldn’t help but voice my surprise.

I’d seen Sana swing a wooden sword countless times before, but it was always more of a casual gesture than an actual swing. It seemed more like a practice swing for relaxation.

It was never anything like this—so beautifully executed, and so sharp in its precision.

“???”

Meanwhile, Sana, still holding the stance, tilted her head again, seeming confused.

“U-Um… Teacher… Is this really a wooden sword?”

“…Huh?”

“I mean… is it just a wooden sword on the outside, but hollow inside or something…?”

“No, that can’t be…”

I took the wooden sword from Sana.

But no matter how I looked at it or touched it, it was definitely just a wooden sword.

Not some fake or trick sword.

“…I don’t feel any weight,” Sana’s words stayed in my mind.

“It’s been like that for a while now… Even though I’m holding the wooden sword, it feels like I’m not. Swinging it is really easy…”

“Oi… could it be?”

I immediately spoke the possibility that came to mind first.

The Ohisashi who had taken over Sana’s body had smashed a hole in the classroom with overwhelming power.

When Sana woke up, she was so fast she almost left me behind.

And she was easily carrying my classroom bookshelf.

What if that power still remained inside Sana?

“N-no!”

“C-calmer down, Sana!”

I ran to her and rubbed her back as she hugged herself and crouched down.

“Calm down and answer me, Sana… Do you feel anything unpleasant inside you?”

“Hah… hah… u-unpleasant…?”

“Oh, right—how’s the pain in your chest?”

“N-no… lately, it’s completely gone… and even the weird restless feeling is gone… I thought I was just feeling better…”

Sana somehow regained her composure.

I kept rubbing her back while thinking.

(Her strength and physical ability have gone up… Ohisashi is gone, but maybe his power stayed inside Sana?)

At least, the Ohisashi who left Sana ran away from the place.

And right now, Sana doesn’t feel any bad premonitions or chest pain.

That made a lot of things fall into place.

“What do you want to do, Sana? If you’re worried, do you want to stop swinging the sword?”

But I was still worried about her.

I asked, and Sana closed her eyes for a moment to think.

Then she opened her eyes and shook her head.

“…The one who gave me this power… I think they are a cursed being. But I don’t want to be stopped from doing what I want because of that.”

“Yeah, that’s right. It pisses me off too, that some bastard would keep you from doing what you want.”

“Y-yes. It really pisses me off…”

Sana repeated my words, using words she wasn’t used to, and I smiled softly.

I was worried, but Sana’s spirit was strong.

If she loves it herself, then if she can swing the sword, she should.

And somehow, I felt that Sana would be okay.

No matter how much time passes from now on, she will never again lose control of her body to Ohisashi.

“Cut it off, close it.”

Suddenly, Eve’s words from that time echoed in my head.

Sana stood up and took her stance with the wooden sword again.

Her posture was as beautiful as ever, and then—

—Swish!

Her sword moves looked clearly sharp, strong, and precise.

She swung several times, never wavering. Watching her was mesmerizing.

Seeing that, I thought maybe, just maybe—

“Sana… do you remember the sword technique you learned before?”

“‘Cutting Blade’… right?”

“Yeah… You couldn’t do it before, but maybe you can now. Let’s give it a try.”

“Yes!”

Sana raised the wooden sword into a high stance again.

Cutting Blade is a basic sword technique, kind of like the sword version of the ‘Strong Slash’ technique used with a saber.

Even though I said to try it, I didn’t expect her to succeed on the first try.

I just thought it might help her relax a little.

“Here we go!”

That’s why I couldn’t believe my eyes.

The sword, which had been pointed at the sky, fell smoothly and softly.

Its blade glowed faintly.

“—!”

When it came down, a breeze blew.

It was caused by the “Cutting Blade” — the Severing Blade technique.

“Ha… haha…”

Wait, wait a moment.

(It’s just Cutting Blade. It’s the most basic beginner’s combat skill. There must be plenty of people who can do it on the first try.)

That’s what I thought, but still, I felt a fire starting to burn in my chest.

“Sana… there’s something called ‘reproduction’ when it comes to combat skills.”

“Reproduction… you taught me that before. If you perform the movements of the combat skill, it becomes the skill itself… but it’s really hard, isn’t it…?”

“Yes, that’s right. So, this is a test. Yeah, this is just a test.”

I told myself that as I drew my sword from my waist.

Holding it in a high stance, I slowly reproduced “Cutting Blade” so Sana could clearly see it.

I only did it once.

The blade glowed faintly, and the sword I swung down stirred the air.

Looking at Sana with my sword still lowered, it seemed she had clearly etched the motion into her eyes.

Slowly, Sana nodded.

The fire inside me flickered with hope.

“I-I’ll try…”

“Y-yeah…”

I knew I must be crazy.

To make Sana, who just barely managed to succeed with “Cutting Blade,” try to reproduce the combat skill herself.

There was no way she could do it. It was impossible.

But even though it was impossible, even though it shouldn’t be, I was hoping. I was excited.

“Fuu—”

Sana raised her wooden sword into a high stance.

Then she swung it down.

Her blade glowed faintly as she swung down the reproduced “Cutting Blade.”

The wind blew—stronger than the one from her earlier “Cutting Blade”—ruffling my hair.

“Amazing… Sana, that was amazing…”

“Te-teacher… did I do it?”

The fire inside my chest blazed up.

It flared and exploded, no, it bloomed.

“Ah! Well done! That was amazing, Sana! Perfect! You got it on the first try! Seriously, amazing!”

The heat I thought I’d forgotten burned again inside me.

That’s right, I had forgotten it for a long time. I thought I’d never feel it again.

But this was it—the heat that burned through my body.

The heat I felt when I saw a “genius,” just like Eve and Mu.

“Hehe… I’m really happy… this is the first time I’ve made someone truly happy.”

Hearing my words, Sana smiled like a blooming flower.

There was no trace of the shadow that had lingered on her face just moments ago.