You say this is a love game?

The little witch was eager to try, but her mother-in-law's gaze made her cough lightly and shake her head in a serious manner, indicating that she had no interest in worldly happiness!

"A bellows?"

In front of Mizutani Makoto, an unexpected figure appeared.

The old blacksmith, who should have been forging knives, is now lying on the beach sunbathing, his upper body naked, and his lower body wearing a pair of custom-made beach shorts with only one trouser leg, which looks like a long tube, which is quite funny.

Next to the old blacksmith, there were two wooden boxes. Makoto Mizutani could tell what was in the wooden boxes at a glance.

"A knife forged in advance."

"Shouldn't it be half a month? If we calculate it now...excluding the travel time, it seems to be only nine days?"

"Halfway through forging the sword, Huali came to me and said she needed to go out for a while... I told her that forging the sword couldn't stop, so she urged me to work overtime, and she actually did."

The old blacksmith rested his long arms behind his head, and his dull voice was actually a little melancholy.

But he quickly stood up, his one-eyed gaze looking behind him. The old blacksmith, who usually preferred to find a corner to quietly forge his swords, smiled knowingly when he saw this scene.

He laughed a deep laugh.

The old blacksmith had to work tirelessly for several days to forge the knife. Finally, he was lucky and managed to forge the knife.

"Not telling you in advance is also a surprise."

"Now, just take a look at these two knives. They should be quite suitable."

Mizutani Makoto picked up two wooden boxes on the beach, which were quite hot from the sun.

But the moment the box was opened, a gloomy and eerie aura hit him in the face.

【Disaster Sword】

[Description: A masterpiece forged from a treadle. The blade is as black as night, shimmering with a dark, bloody glow, as if still holding the last drop of the fallen God of Disaster's blood. Its sharpness is greatly enhanced, and its hardness is increased. Its slashing strikes inflict curse damage and inflict a "curse" on the target.]

【Combat Skill: Natural Disaster】

【Evaluation: Its strength lies in +22】

There were two identical katanas, each four feet long, which could be held in each hand by Mizutani Makoto.

"curse?"

Mizutani Makoto looked down and saw that this "curse" was quite sinister. Curse damage, like the previous fire slash, amplified the power of his slash, giving it a special effect... but curses were very different from fire. Fire was a wide-area special attack, while curses made the enemy more vulnerable, increasing the damage to their physical or spiritual bodies.

hiss……

As expected of a weapon forged from god-killing materials, it does have some powerful mechanisms after all.

Even Yiben Taling was amazed: "I don't understand where you got these materials, brother. At first glance, they seem amazing, but only after a deeper look do you realize they are truly unprecedented... They should be able to be used to forge even better weapons, but it's my lack of skills that prevented me from fully realizing the potential of these two materials."

"Don't be so modest. Even if we entrust it to the Exorcist Association, it's impossible to find a blacksmith more professional than you."

Mizutani Makoto patted Ippon Tadashi on the shoulder. What he said was true.

Don't think that Yiben Taliang is just a step up, but sword-forging skills have nothing to do with strength... You might as well think about it the other way around. If a blacksmith actually climbed to the top, how long had he been there?

A bellows master, he is a real old blacksmith.

The long lifespan of monsters means that the accumulation of their respective expertise is difficult for humans to reach. Often only the geniuses among geniuses can compete with monsters on the same stage, or even surpass them... But in the modern context, there haven't been any genius swordsmiths for a long time. It is unrealistic to find a better swordsmith than Ippondo.

It was lucky for Makoto Mizutani to have found a good person, as the place where he retired happened to be his hometown.

Mizutani Makoto's recognition made Ippon Taro smile.

"Even though it's not truly complete, I've already forged the high-level transformation material you gave me earlier... I started forging it before it took shape, so it didn't take up the space for transformation, and its sharpness has also been improved."

I understand, it means "greatly improved sharpness".

The scissors of the Slit-Mouthed Woman still played their intended role. Perhaps the "curse" was also contributed by the Slit-Mouthed Woman. She was quite cruel when she cut Tang Shizi.

"These two swords will continue to undergo qualitative changes in the future..."

This is great for Makoto Mizutani.

Ippon Taro sighed, "These two katanas are probably the most advanced weapons under the divine tools. Those so-called famous swords are far inferior to them without the blessing of legend. If you can use them to create great achievements that will be passed down through the ages, then they may have a chance to become legendary swords hundreds of years from now..."

Later on, if their spirituality is destroyed, perhaps a demon sword princess will be born in their legend.

Of course, this requires a prior "legend".

Mizutani Makoto was not vague and started testing the knife on the spot.

The material used by Yiben Tadashi is very solid, and even the scabbard is carefully carved from the material. The brown-black scabbard is decorated with gold and silver platycodon patterns. The two disaster swords put together are simply works of art. When Mizutani Makoto draws the sword out of the sheath, the blade is truly as black as night.

"handsome!"

Mizutani Makoto exclaimed.

“No pattern.”

Yiben Taling shook his head helplessly.

"Hahaha."

Mizutani Makoto laughed. The old blacksmith's aesthetic taste was quite similar to his. It would probably be even more handsome if there were patterns.

But there is nothing that can be done if Yiben Ta Bell doesn't have that ability.

If one can bring out 80% to 90% of the material’s potential, he is already a very skilled blacksmith.

Mizutani Makoto swung his sword towards the sea, and the sound of it breaking through the air attracted the girl's attention.

The sea breeze was howling, and the waves broke into snow lines on the beach. The sand under my feet was wet, but still could not be blown away by the wind.

He held two swords in his hands, and the blades were raised lightly, drawing a sharp arc in the air.

"Shua——!!"

The sound of breaking air tore through the gentle sea breeze, as if a sharp lightning flashed from the sky.

Wherever the blade pointed, the air seemed to be cut off, and the sea water in front also caused slight ripples due to the momentum of the blade.

Mizutani Makoto had no intention of fighting, nor was he practicing. He just took the initiative and clenched the two swords in his hands to respond to the slight restlessness in his heart.

——He wanted to swing the knife.

For a swordsman, swinging a sword is an instinct and also a way to express inner emotions.

He wanted to feel the interweaving of knife and wind, sea and light on this free seashore.

Thus, there was the sword dance.

The master-level Niten Ichiryu, coupled with my recent understanding of Katori Shinto-ryu...

Speaking of which, since he became a master in kendo, this was the first time that Mizutani Makoto wielded two swords - his [Ryogen Tachi] and [Shisui Tachi] were broken after he chopped down Daihozu Nichinomiya. For more than a month, he fought with Chidorimaru alone, and the few opportunities he had were just to spar with Izumi Nao using the Fantie technique.

Now I can unleash the sword energy of my two swords without restraint, which makes me feel so emotional.

For the first time, the young man put his accumulated insights into the dance of two swords. The movement of swinging the swords was extremely smooth and natural. The pure power and rhythm brought people an extremely clean and neat experience. Coupled with the young man's eye-catching appearance and figure, the sea breeze blowing up his open shirt made his temperament even more dashing.

Miyamizu Inaba was squatting not far away, with her hands on her chin, her face tilted to the side, and her eyes focused on the figure waving the knife.

This girl's personality tends to be lively and outgoing, but for some reason, she looks a little shy.

She wore a swimsuit underneath, but it was still a little tight, so she put on a loose sun-protective jacket on the outside, with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, and shorts on her lower body. She walked barefoot on the beach, feeling the waves passing over her toes and then falling back into the ocean.

Her hair fluttered gently in the wind, but there was an indescribable emotion in her eyes.

Curious? Admiring?

Or... just a little bit of indescribable feeling?

"You're such an inkblot."

"You were brave enough to treat him to custard buns the first time you met. Now that you're familiar with each other, shouldn't you be even more arrogant and natural and walk up to him, pat him on the shoulder, and sit down and chat with him?"

"Why are you here watching someone dance with a sword? But then again, his sword dance is pretty good."

Take a look.

It's because of Shuten's constant nonsense that her attitude towards Mizutani Makoto has become increasingly complicated.

The energetic girl was made to feel like a young girl in love.

Miyamizu Inaba buried her head in her knees, but soon looked up again to continue admiring someone's sword dance. It would be a shame to miss this scene, so she might as well stare at it, maybe she could even learn a few moves...

"What a sharp swordsmanship."

Yiben Taling clapped his hands. "I've seen hundreds, if not a thousand, of swordsmen, but this so-called sword energy... this is the first time I've ever seen it. I never thought that one day my sword would be held in the hands of a sword master. This is the fulfillment of a beautiful dream of mine."

"Thank you for the compliment. Can you give me a discount for the next upgrade?"

"Hahahaha, that won't do. I still need to save some money for my coffin."

Stingy old ghost!

Mizutani Makoto shook his head and put away the two swords.

As expected, this was his extremely sinister special weapon... Flying + bad luck + poisoning + vulnerability, he didn't even dare to imagine how many happy smiles it could bring to his opponents.

Then the boy waved to Miyamizu Inaba who was peeping from a distance.

The girl was stunned and didn't react that Mizutani Makoto was calling her.

It was not until Mizutani Makoto shouted "Miyamizu--!" from afar and Shuten gently pushed her from behind that the girl patted her butt, shook off the sand, and walked over quickly.

"Can you swim?"

Mizutani Makoto didn't treat her as an outsider.

"of course!"

Miyamizu Inaba nodded confidently, hands on hips, surprisingly finding the naturalness they had initially felt as friends. "We were taught this at school. It's just swimming. I used to be the fastest swimmer in the class."

"I fried the fish for you."

Mizutani Makoto was speechless.

"Haha, swimming fast is my business. I can't possibly slow down and wait for them..."

Miyamizu Inaba raised her face proudly, as if she had thought of something happy. "Back then, I had no experience and swam too fast. My teacher wanted to enroll me in the swimming club, saying that I had talent that shouldn't be wasted."

"Did you go in then?"

Mizutani Makoto was curious.

Gong Shui Daoyu nodded: "He went in, but was kicked out later."

"How is this going?"

"I don't have time to join their training."

Miyamizu Inaba counted on her fingers for Mizutani Makoto: "I have to balance schoolwork with taking on exorcism commissions, and I also have to calm down and practice every day... Ugh, where do I find so much time? You don't know, swimming club practice can drag you until seven or eight in the evening if it's late."

"It was even more difficult during this special period. You couldn't leave early after practice; you had to keep training... I participated for a while, then I just gave up. She could practice as much as she wanted, but I wasn't going anyway. Then I performed for a while, and it seemed like my talent had declined. Coupled with my lack of enthusiasm in training, I was quickly marginalized and then kicked out."

Mizutani Makoto squinted his eyes and said, "You have successfully wasted half a semester of my life."

"I haven't complained that she's taking up my time yet..."

Miyamizu Inaba snorted softly, her voice unbending. "I'm saving the world... ahem, I mean, I'm helping people with exorcism requests. Exorcism requests are very important. Sometimes, if you're too late, people get killed by monsters or vengeful spirits. I think human life is more important."

Mizutani Makoto understood.

He raised his chin and looked towards the sea.

"Since you can swim, why don't you swim with me for a distance?"

"Just us?"

"Besides you, who else has the physical strength to keep up with me?"

Is it Huawu Chacha?

In such a turbulent situation, the female secretary of Da Lei would probably float up directly after entering the water.

Is it a monster?

They may not even have hands and feet, and the ancient Japanese liked to give monsters the "one-legged" setting. Many mountain spirits and monsters have a "one-legged" appearance, just like an old blacksmith's bellows. This old man has one legs, so how can you expect him to swim?

That picture is hellish.

Mizutani Makoto wanted to find someone to swim with, and coincidentally there was someone named Miyamizu Inaba who could compete with him in terms of physical strength. He was also familiar with her, so it would be a waste not to make an appointment with such a like-minded friend.

Miyamizu Inawa subconsciously turned her head to look at Shuten. Shuten was whistling. When she saw Miyamizu Inawa looking at her, she rolled her eyes at her speechlessly.

"What are you looking at me for?"