When I opened my eyes, I was lying in bed in the first room. This ceiling again. Apparently, I was knocked out by Karimaa.
As I gazed at the ceiling with no lights, I was surprised at myself for being somewhat shocked that I had lost consciousness without even noticing Karimaa’s attack.
“Weren’t you going to stop just before…?”
I mutter to myself, as if trying to cover up the frustration of losing.
Maybe it’s because I haven’t practiced Iaido in a while. In my drowsiness, I found myself remembering my grandfather who passed away during my college years.
My grandfather, who ran an Iaido dojo with hundreds of years of history, had no male children and had resigned himself to the loss of the ancestral Iaido techniques.
In the midst of this, my father died early, and my mother, his daughter, returned to her parents’ home with me as a small child. My grandfather tried to make me his successor, teaching me all of his techniques.
While there were times I enjoyed it as a child, when I became a high school student, perhaps due to the difficulties of adolescence, I rebelled against my grandfather’s strict training. Partly because of this, and wanting to get away from home, I went to a university in Tokyo.
After moving to Tokyo, I visited home less frequently and gradually drifted away from Iaido. My mother told me at my grandfather’s funeral that it had been quite a shock to him. At the time, I didn’t think much of it, but over the years, rejecting my grandfather’s hopes back then had grown into a regret somewhere in my heart.
“…To think that would lead me to come to another world.”
I laugh self-mockingly in my heart.
Even my full-power Iaido was useless against Karimaa. Or rather, I lost consciousness from Karimaa’s attack and don’t even know what happened to me. It’s pathetic.
Damn it… I can’t do anything. I haven’t done anything. I felt irritated with myself.
“…I’m… hungry.”
I wonder how long I’ve been asleep. Looking out the window, the sun had already set. Maybe if I go to the cafeteria, there might be something to eat. I got up from the bed and headed to the cafeteria.
As I was going down the stairs, I heard the voices of students coming up towards the stairs from the floor below. It’s Kohinata’s voice, which I don’t really want to hear right now. He’s coming up, chatting cheerfully with Tsuji, another third-year student.
Recognizing me, Kohinata grins. Seeing Tsuji next to him also smirking mockingly, I get a bad feeling.
“Oh. I heard there’s someone who fainted during training?”
He’s obviously talking about me. As I try to ignore them and pass by, Kohinata stands in front of me, blocking my way.
“I saw you. You chose that one short sword left in the armory, didn’t you? Is it for kids?”
“…It’s a kodachi.”
“A kodachi? Who cares. Hehehe. The monsters must be relieved now, old man.”
Kohinata continues laughing as if he’s seen something good, not even listening to my words. Already irritated from losing to Karimaa, I can’t help but get worked up.
“Can you guys even handle a sword? It’s different from swinging around a bamboo sword.”
“What… did you say?”
Kohinata, who was thoroughly enjoying mocking others, changes his expression.
“I’m asking if you can cut an enemy with that tapping style of kendo.”
“Huh?”
Kohinata is quick to anger. Even such mild provocation makes him lose his self-control. Especially since coming to this world, Kohinata’s behavior has gotten even worse. Kohinata reaches out and grabs my collar tightly. I glare back at Kohinata without looking away.
“What’s wrong? Are you angry because I told you the truth? I heard that there might even be life-or-death situations down in the lower world. Don’t tell me you’re thinking about dealing with life and death so simply with just sports?”
“Huh? Hey, you’re pissing me off!”
“Look at you, losing your cool so quickly. Can you really survive in such a world?”
“You bastard…”
I glare back at Kohinata, who is gradually losing himself in anger. If I back down now, the line between student and Sensei will be completely—
“Ugh! …Ko-Kohinata…”
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Kohinata releases his grip on my collar and grabs my neck instead.
My body lifts off the ground, and in panic, I grab Kohinata’s hand, but suddenly his hand becomes hot. It’s like touching a heated stone. I try desperately to escape from his arm while standing on my tiptoes, but it doesn’t budge. Along with the pain, there’s a smell like burning flesh.
“Gah… st-stop…”
“H-Hey, Kohinata!”
Even Tsuji, who was laughing until a moment ago, tries to stop Kohinata, seemingly sensing the danger. But Kohinata’s anger only intensifies.
Ugh… this is bad. While struggling desperately, I grab around Kohinata’s elbow, which isn’t as hot as his hand. I try to pull his arm with all my might.
“I guess it’s true that teachers are just background characters, huh?”
No matter how much strength I put in, Kohinata’s arm doesn’t budge. Kohinata must have felt my powerlessness. A cruel smile appears on his lips. And then he starts lifting my body even higher.
“Both of you, stop this at once!”
At that moment, perhaps sensing the abnormality in the hallway, Miree came running towards us. Kohinata glances at Miree and clicks his tongue, but immediately twists his lips into a grin.
“Just die, will you?”
“What?!”
Did Kohinata really mean that? Something like a dark killing intent fills the air. I felt Kohinata’s hand get even hotter for a moment, then suddenly water was splashed on us. Kohinata’s hand emits steam with a hiss.
Kohinata releases his hand from me and turns towards Miree.
“You… What the hell are you doing?”
It must be magic. Suddenly drenched with water from the side, Kohinata’s anger turns towards Miree. I press my burned neck, desperately trying to stop Kohinata.
“S-Stop it…”
“Fighting between summoned individuals is forbidden in the Sky Temple. Stop this immediately.”
“And what if I don’t… What are you going to do?”
“The grace period will be immediately revoked, and you’ll be dropped to the lower world right away. Without even being asked about your destination preferences. If you stop now, we can still pretend nothing happened. Put your hand down immediately!”
Miree shouts, looking at Kohinata’s red-hot hand. Kohinata remains silent for a while, but then his face relaxes and a smile appears on his lips.
“…Hahaha. Fine. I’ll let you off the hook, Kusunoki. It’s only two more days with you anyway.”
Kohinata laughs as he brushes back his wet hair. Steam rises, but the heat that could have set his hair on fire seems to have subsided. He then glances at me disinterestedly and goes up to the upper floor.
…
Left behind, Miree quickly approaches me and checks the burn on my neck.
“It’s bad… If his level had been higher, it could have been severe.”
As things settle down, the pain from the burn starts to intensify.
Anger and frustration at my own powerlessness well up, and I unconsciously punch the wall with a thud.
“I understand how you feel, but please calm down. I’ll take you to the infirmary right away.”
Miree supports my shoulder to help me stand. Being supported by such a petite woman only adds to my miserable feelings.
“S-Sensei? What happened to that wound!?”
Kimijima and Sakuragi, who had just come up the stairs, call out in panic when they see me being supported by Miree.
“I-It’s nothing…”
Feeling embarrassed to be seen in such a state, perhaps out of male pride, I try to hide the wound and answer gruffly.
“I’m sorry, but we need to get to the infirmary right away.”
Miree, seeming to understand, holds back the two and starts walking immediately.
Later, a priest capable of healing magic was called and cast a spell on me. As soon as the priest placed his hand on my burn, the effect became apparent, and the stinging, throbbing pain began to subside.
…When the treatment was finished, the priest stood up and handed me a mirror.
“…The wound… It’s completely gone?”
I had prepared myself for the possibility of scarring, but it was already beautifully and completely healed. I touch various spots while looking in the mirror, but I can’t even tell where the wound was. Amazing…
Miree, looking relieved, explained about the healing magic. Apparently, humans who can use healing magic at this level are quite rare. It’s the kind of talent that only the Sky Temple, which is always prepared for anything, would have on hand.
“Thank you very much.”
I thank the priest, and Miree says she’ll bring me dinner, so I’ll be sleeping in this infirmary bed tonight. In this state, I don’t feel like meeting the other students right now… I was overwhelmed by an unbearable sense of helplessness.
To the worried Miree, I speak as if trying to convince myself:
“It’s not just Kohinata. I was wrong too for getting worked up.”
“Shigeto-san… Please don’t take on too much. You don’t have to be so stuck on your position as a Sensei…”
“I’m not forcing myself. It’s just that, even though we’ve come to another world, I can’t just say ‘okay’ and turn a blind eye to the students…”
“I understand how you feel, but…”
Miree turns towards me. All I could manage in return was a weak smile.
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