I'm having fun in Tokyo

I should have known better than to tell her yesterday that Ootamaru was a monster.

Morikawa Yu shook his head in his heart.

Beside him, Kondo Kaori held the helmet and helped him put it on, carefully tying the helmet straps.

The Mibu Wolf Girl, who had just swept through the Fushimi High School Kendo Club's five-man victory, looked up at him and clenched her small hands: "Captain, do your best!"

"Mm." Morikawa Yu nodded with a smile.

"I'll be right back."

In the middle of the arena, the referee shouted: "Tokyo Sakuragawa Academy Kendo Club, Mie Ise High School Kendo Club, prepare for the match."

"Both vanguards, please take your positions!"

Morikawa Yu turned around, took the bamboo sword from the vanguard, swung it, and walked towards the center of the arena.

Otamaru was already standing in the center of the field, his mask and protective gear fully on, looking ready to go.

She watched as Morikawa Yu walked over, raising an eyebrow beneath her mask.

"You've finally made it here."

"Hmm." Morikawa Yu waved the bamboo sword.

Having gotten used to Tsurumaru and Mikazuki swords, picking up a bamboo sword feels a bit strange.

The referee then shouted, "Courtesy!"

Morikawa Yu stepped forward, raised his bamboo sword, and lightly struck the Ootamaru bamboo sword, which was also stepping forward.

She looked at Morikawa Yu and said softly, "Human, what have you thought about what I told you yesterday?"

Chapter 347 The Great Swordsman and the Demon God (Long Chapter, Please Vote)

"What is it...?" Morikawa Yu frowned.

He immediately realized what was going on: "You mean the thing about me taking you in?"

“Yes.” She nodded.

"I originally just wanted to remind myself not to lose, but seeing you talking to your team members just now, I suddenly feel a little envious of you."

"You have members who admire you, juniors who are fond of you, childhood friends who worry about you, and teachers who trust you."

"Unlike me, even though I'm about to fight you, nobody cares."

"Where are your club members?" Morikawa Yu asked instinctively.

"My department members? You mean them?"

Ootamaru looked helpless: "Please, I'm not like you, a real high school student with classmates and juniors. I only joined their kendo club a few days ago."

"In their eyes, I was a monster who suddenly appeared, took a place in their team, and went it alone."

"They're too scared of me to worry about me."

"Even if you're very strong, can you lead them to victory against Kui Xingqi?" Morikawa Yu raised an eyebrow.

“If I’m certain I can beat you, of course they’ll welcome it.” Otamaru shook his head: “But I lost to you last time, when I was defeated by you in Kyoto.”

"They guessed that I was worried about you, and they knew that I wasn't sure I could win, so they were both afraid of me and dissatisfied with me."

She sighed, "This is such a hassle."

When Ootamaru mentioned Kyoto, Morikawa Yu thought of the Priestess Hime.

"No one from your Ise Grand Shrine came?"

"No." Otamaru shook his head.

“There was someone who wanted to come, but the Goddess said that would distract me. She wanted to focus on dealing with you and achieving victory.”

"But now I feel that what the priest said is wrong."

"Looking at how you were just now, I'm already distracted and a little wavering. I'd rather have her come and keep me company."

Hearing her say that, Morikawa Yu looked directly at the determination "Severing Divinity" above her head, which was still a pale golden light, so bright that it was dazzling.

shake?

What are you shaking?

If I were to shake your resolve, it would be gone, and it would be easier for me to defeat you.

"What are you looking at?"

Daitamaru looked up, following his gaze.

“Nothing at all.” Morikawa Yu pouted. “I’m just curious whether the demon horn I cut off has grown back.”

"Not yet." Ootamaru shook his head: "Like my injury, it hasn't healed yet."

"Wouldn't you be at a disadvantage if you fought me?" Morikawa Yu chuckled.

"Perhaps? But I've made up my mind, I'll beat you even if it costs me everything."

"A mere injury from a severed horn or decapitation."

She snorted: "It won't affect my performance next."

"let's start!"

She looked at the referee next to her.

The referee's gaze was off from the very beginning.

However, Morikawa Yu sensed that he wasn't surprised, but rather somewhat apprehensive, awe-inspiring, and expectant, as if he knew something secret.

This made him feel very uneasy.

Although the head referees of large-scale kendo competitions like Kui Xing Qi are all certified by the All-Fencing Federation and most of them have a high kendo rank and are very respected.

But for Morikawa Yu, without the determination or the title of master swordsman, he is just an ordinary person, and no matter how high his rank is, it's all meaningless.

This referee does not have a title.

On the other hand, in the organizer's stands, there were two people with the title of master swordsman. One was a middle-aged man, and the other was an old man who looked to be in good spirits.

Although the words were small because they were far away, his eyesight was far superior to that of ordinary people, and he could see them clearly.

"Can we start please?"

The referee cautiously asked Morikawa Yu.

Morikawa Yu nodded.

Forget it, there's no point in thinking about it so much. I'll just ask after the match.

He looked at Daimamaru again.

"First trial, begin!"

The referee shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, Morikawa Yu swung his sword forward in a slash.

Almost instantly, he and Daitamaru's figures turned into afterimages, their bamboo swords clashing and locked in a fierce standoff.

Before the referee could even leave the field, the air currents created by the two men rushing forward hit him in the face, blowing his already sparse hair into a mess.

His eyes widened, and he quickly backed away.

The next moment, Morikawa Yu and Daitamaru retracted their contact immediately, repositioned themselves, and once again became afterimages as they collided, exchanging more than a dozen slashes and blows with their bamboo swords in a very short time.

There were no fancy moves or techniques; the two were simply competing in basic swordsmanship and reaction speed.

But to onlookers, the two figures were no longer visible.

The simple yet powerful duel was made all the more thrilling and exhilarating by the two fighters' extraordinary speed, sweeping movements, and relentless slashing and thrusting.

Many people on the stands on both sides of the hall noticed the fight between the two.

Some students and spectators who were already watching took out their phones to take photos and videos.

But they soon discovered that the two people on the phone screen were just blurry afterimages, and the phone camera couldn't keep up with their speed at all, resulting in a blurry mess.

They were moving too fast.

Unless you use high-speed photography equipment, it's difficult to get a clear shot.

On the other side, in the stands of the event organizers, Tanida Reima, vice president of the All Japan Kendo Federation, couldn't help but want to stand up: "This is too reckless."

"Aren't these two going to scare people?"

"So what? Rema, are you going to step in and stop the match, then reprimand these two big shots in the shadows, just because they're engaging in a fight in the club that's incomprehensible to ordinary people?"

Kensaku Kamiizumi, the president of the All-Sword Federation, looked at him and frowned slightly.

Tanida Reima's expression froze.

He immediately shook his head: "No, the president is joking."

"I just thought it would scare the audience, and they're all watching the two of them, so..."

Just as he said, most of the audience in the hall were drawn to the battle between Morikawa Yu and Otamaru, and were all looking at the eastern area where the two were located.

Few people were watching the other semi-final match on the west side of the court.

Some spectators even left their seats in the west section and moved towards the east section, just to watch the match between the two.

"Since you don't dare, then sit down and enjoy this battle."

The old man shook his head and picked up the teacup on the table.

"You don't usually have the chance to witness a great swordsman fighting a high-ranking demon, so why are you suddenly so confused now?"

Tanida Reima smiled wryly upon hearing this: "The chairman is right, I will watch carefully."

He agreed and watched Kensaku Uezumi drink tea, but inwardly he was thinking that the old man was just pretending to be calm.

But despite his inner grumbling, the old man was right.

A battle between a great swordsman and a high-ranking demon is indeed a rare sight.

Even though the two on the field were using bamboo swords and neither of them were using their full strength, it was still an absolute duel between two strong opponents.

Seeing it for yourself is a win.

He looked back at the center of the field and waved to the people next to him, asking them to maintain order in the stands and the playing area to avoid causing chaos in the hall.

"Come again!"

In the center of the arena, Morikawa Yu shouted loudly, his bamboo sword carrying the force of the wind as he slashed heavily towards Oogamaru.

Otamaru, holding the sword in both hands, suddenly thrust it upwards to block his bamboo sword.

The two locked eyes again, their figures close, staring intently into each other's eyes.

Although only a dozen seconds had passed, the two had already exchanged dozens of blows, each one a real attack.

If it weren't for Morikawa Yu using the wind to protect the bamboo sword, and Daitamaru using his demonic power to infuse the blade, the two bamboo swords would have shattered and broken during their first clash.

Moreover, even if the two of them stopped adding wind or demonic power to the bamboo sword at this moment, the bamboo sword would explode due to the unbearable impact, and there would be no other outcome.

The two separated again, and Otamaru held the bamboo sword horizontally in front of him: "I didn't expect that you, human, would become so much stronger in such a short time."

Morikawa Yu nodded: "You've become much stronger since you were in Kyoto."

Combat is always the fastest way to understand your opponent.

He sensed the change in Daitamaru's strength, which was probably why the system had upgraded Daitamaru's level assessment from level 13 to level 14.

If it weren't for the fact that I had leveled up recently, and that Otamaru was in a weakened state, I would definitely have been at a disadvantage in the battle of reaction speed and strength just now.

The same goes for Otamaru; if she doesn't change for several days, she definitely won't be able to deal with me.

Since that's the case, then I should relax a bit more.

Morikawa Yu gripped the bamboo sword, raising it with both hands, the blade vertical, above his head, the tip pointing directly at the top of the hall, exuding an imposing aura.

"Showstream?"

Daitamaru raised an eyebrow behind the helmet's grille.

"Correct."