Yoyogi Park, adjacent to NHK TV and Meiji Jingu, was once used as an army training ground and is currently a famous cherry blossom viewing spot in Tokyo.

At the beginning of April, it is the day when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

Under the moonlight, the pink and white cherry blossoms blooming on the shores of Yoyogi Park continue to fall on the tranquil surface of the lake in the gentle breeze.

Abeji, a beautiful boy with a lazy and gentle temperament, carries a sword bag and bathes in the night cherry blossoms by the lake, like a peerless painting.

In the same scene, Sousuke Araki, who was standing not far from him, and Kengo Yamada, who was brought in to witness, looked as suspicious as criminals who came to the lake late at night to dump their bodies.

"How about it, indiscriminate kendo competition, no protective gear, are you ready to be beaten by Uncle Ben?"

Holding the bamboo sword on his shoulder, Sosuke Araki asked locally.

The sword in his hand was brought over by Abeji Temple.

"Since it's an indiscriminate kendo competition, it's just the right time for you to show you the true meaning of the 'two-day first-class' that can't be used in the competition."

Abe Temple opened the sword pouch behind him and took out a long knife for practice and a slightly shorter "Wakicha".

Waki, also known as waki. It is a short knife with a blade length of no more than 60 cm, and is often used by samurai as a backup for the main sword.

"Come on, even if you want to bite again, I don't have a problem."

Sousuke Araki yawned, indifferent.

"Let's go."

Kengo Yamada, the temporary referee standing in the distance, shouted the password for the start of the match.

At this moment, Abeji has a short sword in his left hand in front and a right hand in the back, and the whole person presents an extremely calm and restrained momentum.

"I'm a first-class person for two days, it's completely different from when I was competing, you have to be careful."

"Long-winded, hurry up and go home and go to bed after the fight."

Across from him, Sousuke Araki was holding his sword in both hands like a beginner.

For a moment, both of them stood still, only the cherry blossoms scattered in the air proved that this was not a paused picture.

"Is it this flawed, seductive posture again?"

Abe thought to himself.

In the eyes of him, who has practiced kendo since childhood, the standing posture of Sosuke Araki opposite is extremely irregular, and he is full of flaws.

But he knew it was a terrifying adversary with the instincts of a beast.

In the final of the previous year, he saw that the opponent was full of flaws, and he was lured to shoot first, but he was knocked out by Sosuke Araki quickly and ruthlessly.

From that day on, he understood a truth.

When you attack, that's when you show your flaws.

Abe, who has suffered a loss, will naturally not rush to attack in vain.

"This ...... Is it the highest level of kendo in college? The momentum of standing alone makes it impossible to breathe. ”

Kengo Yamada in the distance, the two have not yet fought each other, and they are already boiling with blood boiling.

At this time, Sousuke Araki moved.

With his sword at his waist, he ran towards Abeji Temple at great speed.

"Hmph, can't you help it?"

The distance between the two was closer, and Sosuke Araki swung his sword with one hand and slashed horizontally towards Abeji.

The opponent's sword is menacing, but the speed is not fast.

Abeji, who had seen Sosuke Araki's strange powers, subconsciously wanted to dodge.

However, he remembered the words of his master when he was practicing on the top of the snow-capped mountains in Hokkaido.

"If you can't break through the opponent's strongest point, your sword heart will never be clear."

Yes, if it's just to dodge this sword in embarrassment, what is the purpose of my penance for more than a year?

Changing his mind, he immediately used the long sword in his right hand to meet Sosuke Araki.

The two bamboo swords met in the air, and with the sound of breaking the sky, they collided with fire.

"Good time!"

Kengo Yamada, the "interim referee" standing on the side, completely forgot his identity and praised in a low voice.

Abeji only felt as if the bamboo sword in his hand had been hit by a high-speed truck, and his whole hand instantly lost his senses, and he almost couldn't hold the sword.

His face was full of surprise.

This guy only wielded a sword with one hand, which was already more powerful than the two-handed sword swing in the competition a year ago.

Could it be that in just over a year, this guy's strength has grown to this extent.

It doesn't seem to be improving alone.

But he was not discouraged, but showed a smile that he was determined to win.

But now, I have two swords.

"Hmph, this time, I won."

I saw Abeji's footsteps move, and the electric light and flint were generally attached to the front of Sosuke Araki.

In his hand, he slashed at the other party very trickily.

This distance is already a distance that the long sword in Sosuke Araki's hand cannot play.

"Oops." Seeing that Sosuke Araki was brought closer by Abe Temple, Kengo Yamada also sighed secretly.

The two days of this Abe Temple are first-class, and they are really powerful.

The "two days" in the first-class of the two heavens refers to the "two days of sun", which means the sun and the moon, yin and yang, the two weapons are integrated and unified, and the offense and defense are taken into account, which is the famous swordsmanship founded by the famous swordsman Miyamoto Musashi in his later years.

Just when both of them thought that the overall situation had been decided, in the face of the threat of Abeji's stabbing, Sousuke Araki made an unhurried move.

His left hand, which was not holding the sword, was like a vice, and he grabbed Abeji's wrist fiercely, so that the opponent's sword could not be cut anymore.

And all of this happened in a matter of seconds.

The two of them fought a sword with their right hand, and their left hand restrained each other, and they were about to reach a stalemate.

"You guy, don't forget, this is an indiscriminate kendo competition......"

Sosuke Araki slanted and leaned back.

With eyes meeting and qi colliding, Abeji only felt that in front of him was a beast that acted instinctively and chose people to devour.

Locked by that killing machine, a force surged out of Abeji's body like a reflex, flowing down his arm to his left hand.

The left hand held by Sosuke Araki suddenly burst out with a strong force, breaking free, and Wakicha continued to stab the opponent in the abdomen.

Then, the power went down his arm and over the wakicha he was holding.

Watching the wakicha with that power stab at the other party, and it was too late to stop it, Abeji's heart was cold.

"Something is going to happen......"

Unknowingly, he used spiritual power on ordinary people.

It's a no-no.

This spiritual power awakened by the inheritance of the family bloodline, even if it is only transmitted to the wooden knife, can make the wooden knife as sharp as the real knife.

There was no time to withdraw his spiritual power, as if he had already seen the scene of Sousuke Araki being pierced by himself.

Abeji only had time to turn the thorn into a slash, and Wakicha had already slashed into Sousuke Araki's abdomen.

Then, the spiritual power on the wooden knife dissipated as if it had never existed.

With a "click", it collided with Sosuke Araki's ribs, and the wooden wakicha actually broke apart, leaving only a small piece still attached to the hilt.

At the same time, Sosuke Araki's face, which was becoming more and more violent and distorted by pain, became larger and larger in Abeji's sight......