The Tale of A Man Who Believed That His Reincarnation Had Granted Him A Japanese Sword And The Greatest Battle Sense, Only To Have The God Finally Inform Him "Huh, I Didn't Give You Any Combat Sense… That's Scary…" - Episode 9
A week has passed since the overcharging tavern incident. Later, when I asked Ms. Utsuho about the identity of the man who was in the tavern, she said he was an S-rank adventurer, one of only ten in the Retain Kingdom, which means he was extremely strong.
His name is Roga, and the title given to famous adventurers by the Adventurers’ Guild is “Thunder God.” The goddess who is the main deity of the Retain Kingdom… ah, I forgot her name, but Utsuho-san said that he received a blessing from her, and thanks to that blessing, he has the ability to control lightning.
They mentioned terms like “epithet,” “blessing,” and what was it again, “skill”? They threw a bunch of important-sounding words that probably relate to the core of this world at me all at once, and my brain short-circuited, so I don’t remember much.
“Being an adventurer means you have to defeat Minotaurs, stretch your sword to cut down three mountains, and slay dragons, right?”
In a room of the Grosvenor family’s mansion, I slowly performed handstand push-ups as a bit of exercise, and I muttered my longing for the existence of adventurers. By the way, the room I am currently living in was given to me by Ms. Lyra when she returned from her medical examination, and since I am being treated as a guest of the Grosvenor family, I have been assigned a luxurious guest room.
A luxurious-looking deep red carpet, a lavish bed with a canopy, lacquered side tables, wall-mounted lamps with intricate designs like works of art, and a Japanese sword carelessly thrown onto the bed, breaking the harmony of all these well-coordinated designs. The Japanese sword-chan is floating, out of place.
While I was lost in thought and continuing my push-ups, there was a knock on the door, and it opened. It was my employer, Lyra-san, who came in.
When she was in the forest, her appearance was transformed into something unrecognizably beautiful. Her long chestnut hair, reaching down to her waist, was meticulously styled by the maid, and her face bore a calm, mature smile. She wore a pure white, long dress adorned with golden embroidery. Her appearance exuded a sense of celebrity and the impression of a capable woman.
“Good morning, Enri. You’re training again from the morning today, aren’t you?”
“Good morning, Lyra. I don’t have anything else to do and I’m bored, so I feel like I need to work out just to calm down, you know?”
When I stopped doing handstand push-ups and stood in front of Lyra-san, she received a towel from the maid and draped it around my neck.
“I heard most of the story from Utsuho while I was conducting tests at the healer’s clinic. When I was told that you struck down lightning while out on Crown Street, I had to ask Utsuho several times to confirm it.”
Lyra let out a small giggle and took out a piece of paper to show me. The paper she pulled out had the title “56th Kingdom Swordsmanship Tournament” written on it, and below that, it contained information on how to enter and the venue for the event.
“Eh, Lyra-san, are you suggesting that I enter this swordsmanship tournament?”
“Yes, that’s right. You’ve been cooped up in the mansion lately, haven’t you? With Enri’s skills, winning… well, I can’t say for sure, but at least you should be able to place in the top ten.”
“Moreover, if it becomes known that the Grosvenor family has a skilled swordsman like Enri, it will provide a good conversation starter in social settings, and it will also be convenient to show off that anyone who messes with the current Grosvenor family will have to deal with Enri.”
In Lyra’s eyes, as she spoke, I could definitely see the color of ambition. She was fully intent on making me stand out at the swordsmanship tournament and turning it into work. By the way, Lyra’s presence is scary; she seems like she could easily sink someone and take their job. Eek… Lyra in work mode is scary, and the social scene in this other world is scary too. They probably have duels instead of social dances.
“However… we can’t possibly let Enri appear in public as the official swordsman of the Grosvenor family in her current state.”
“Wait, does that mean you can’t participate unless you’re handsome?”
“No, it’s not about your face. It’s about needing you to dress properly like a proper swordsman.”
Lyra said that and then took me outside the mansion. Our destination was Crown Street, the same place we visited before, but this time we came during the day, and it was completely different from the night. The taverns were mostly closed, and instead of food stalls on both sides of Crown Street, there were stalls with swords, shields, and small bottles containing unknown potions, which could be said to be for adventurers—mainly weapons and tools.
“Wow, Lyra-san, the atmosphere is completely different from when it was night.”
“Yes, this is the interesting part of Crown Street. It’s as if the atmosphere of the street flips over and transforms into something completely different. And it repeats the cycle of day and night like a living creature.”
“By the way, what are you doing on Crown Street during the day?”
“That’s right, you could say it’s like a ‘change of clothes.'”
As I walked a bit along Crown Street with Lyra, she stopped in front of a certain shop. Above the door, which seemed to be the entrance, there was a sign with the name “The Steed’s Hearth” on it.
“Shunme no ro… ? Lyra-san, what kind of shop is this?”
“If you go in, you’ll understand. Come on, Enri, let’s go in together.”
Ms. Lyra opened the door to the shop marked “Furnace of the Steed” and stepped inside. The shop was filled with splendid swords and shields that looked like they could be used by knights, large armor for horses, and intricately crafted armor for humans. At the very back of the customer area, there was a counter, and beyond that, another room could be seen.
“Ms. Sophia, are you here?”
When she walked straight to the counter, Lyra called out towards the back room. Immediately, a woman came from the back room and began to attend to her.
“Oh my! Hello, Lyra-chan. It’s been a while. I heard you were at the healer’s place, did you get hurt or something?”
“Yes, I got a little injured while I was out. Fortunately, the person behind me helped me, and it didn’t turn into a big deal.”
The woman who came out of the back room was wearing a white apron with multiple black stains on it. She had her black hair tied in a side ponytail, and you could see that her hairpin had a jewel shaped like an olive. She gave off a lively and cheerful impression, like a beautiful blacksmith. …Also, even with the apron holding them down, her br3asts were noticeably large. Huge. Really huge.
“Oh, could it be? That kid? The one who cut through Adventurer Roga-chan’s lightning!”
“Ms. Sophia, you knew about it too, didn’t you? As you mentioned, he is the boy who severed the Lightning of the S-rank adventurer Raijin. Today, I would like you to arrange a full set of his equipment, if you would.”
The woman called Sophia approached me, who was absentmindedly staring at the armor with a cheerful demeanor, and without wasting any time, she firmly held onto my body…!!
Ugh, whoa… whoa, whoa, whoa! This incredibly soft sensation is enveloping my entire body! Wait, it’s touching! It’s touching! The big, not-at-all-modest chest hidden beneath the apron!!
Sophia-san was petting me all over like a dog, and not knowing what to do, I sent a glance to Lyra-san for help, but she averted her eyes with a “hmph…” It felt like she was saying, “Please be a sacrifice until she’s satisfied.”
I was treated like a large dog being played with, but after about five minutes, I was somehow freed from Sophia.
“Enri, I will move ahead to Redinbara, where the swordsmanship tournament will be held. After you finish discussing equipment with Ms. Sophia, please come to Redinbara as well. Utsuho will come to pick you up later, so please leave the details to her.”
Lyra, in a businesslike tone, said that and handed a few bags to Sophia before quickly leaving the stallion’s forge. When I first met Lyra, her tone was a bit softer, but recently, during a few conversations with her, I’ve felt a slight barrier, not quite dislike, but something like it.
I wonder if I’ve done something bad without realizing it.
“Oh, Lyra-chan. I never thought you would leave behind a year’s worth of our store’s earnings as payment for the equipment… Enri-kun, right? You’re really being looked forward to.”
Sophia, who received several large bags from Lyra, was in a good mood, swaying her side tail as she checked the contents of the bags at the counter. As she approached the counter and took a look, she saw a large number of gleaming gold coins lined up, and Sophia was weighing them on a scale while recording the numbers in her ledger.
“Sophia-san, excuse me, I’m still not used to this town… or rather, this way of living, but did Lyra-san leave behind quite a sum of money?”
“That’s right~! In total… 8.6 million gold! That’s about the amount an average person living in this town would earn in four years!”
“Yikes!! Did Lyra really just leave such a huge amount of money like that?!”
“She just tossed it aside and left, huh? Should I say she’s truly a lady of the Grosvenor family, or did she think this was a reasonable investment for Enri-kun? I don’t know, sis.”
After finishing counting all the gold coins that Lyra had left behind and putting away the tools at the counter, Sophia smiled and said this.
“Alright, Enri-kun! Shall we get your gear ready?”
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