Daily Life in the Dragon Realm - The Wood Faction and the Water Faction

As the clock on the wall ticked, a sudden chime resounded in the vicinity.

In response to it, the teacher announced the end of the class. After briefly discussing some important matters, the teacher left the podium, marking the end of the day's lessons.

The students cheered with joy, engaging in conversations with their friends in the surroundings.

The city of Asterisk was a city for battle. Students belonging to the six academies trained themselves to participate in the Phoenix Festa and fulfill their respective aspirations. Therefore, outsiders often had the misconception that students in Asterisk were constantly engaged in battles.

However, that was a misunderstanding. The students were also students, and their day began with classes. General subjects like language, mathematics, and social studies were similar across all academies, but the specialized subjects varied from academy to academy.

For example, Queenvail Girls' Academy was essentially an academy for young ladies. Many of its students belonged to noble families and had to learn the manners and etiquette necessary for their unique social status. Similarly, this could be said for St. Galardworth Academy.

With a large number of students enrolled, each student had their own unique thoughts and inclinations. Some enjoyed fighting, while others disliked it. Some were obsessed with self-improvement through training, while others only sought power and indulged in chaos. Some joined the academy solely for research purposes. They were truly a diverse group.

Even the students of the Asterisk Generation were still individuals, and in that regard, there was no difference between them and the Non-Asterisk Generation.

"Hachiman... Hachiman!"

"...Hm?"

He was called out, bringing his consciousness back. He wasn't completely asleep, but since the last class was math, he had dozed off while half-listening.

When he opened his eyes, there was a person in front of him—Zhao Hufeng, his classmate.

"Sorry, what is it, Zhao?"

"Oh, come on! Didn't you hear? The class is over."

He looked around. He could see students chatting after class and others heading somewhere.

"It seems like you were sleeping. Here, take this."

Zhao handed him a notebook. It was probably the notes from the ongoing class.

"Is it alright?"

"It's fine. But I have a condition."

Smirking, Zhao spoke.

"Since you had a break from training with the master today, why don't you come with me to the Wood School? 'Nooo!'"

A voice came from the side, and something flew toward Zhao, wrapping around him and restraining his movements.

"Hachiman will come with me to the Water School!"

"...Cecily."

It was Cecily Wong, another classmate. She was the third disciple of Xingluo and oversaw the Water School as a Taoist.

The two turned to Hachiman and started appealing to him.

"One of my disciples wants to spar with you. There aren't many students at Seidoukan Academy who use a Japanese sword, and even without that, training with someone as skilled as you would motivate me. Please come to the Wood School."

"But the Water School would be better. Master also said that control over star energy is important in training. Besides, I can teach you various star techniques."

The two of them were talking about the advantages of their respective schools simultaneously, making it impossible for Hachiman to understand.

Realizing this, the two glared at each other.

"...Cecily, can you please let me handle this? Or rather, let go!"

"No way! I already let you have it last time, so today it's the Water School's turn. Are you trying to keep him in the Wood School forever? I won't allow it."

The two continued their argument while still holding on to each other. Hachiman was left behind.

"Sigh... How did it come to this?"

Hachiman muttered to himself, but there was a reason behind this.

On the day Hachiman arrived at Kairyuu, guided by Xingluo, he ended up fighting her in the dojo two weeks ago.

Although he managed to defend against the surprise attack, he fought against her with all his might. Well, he ended up losing without being able to land a single blow.

However, the details of that battle caught the attention of the Wood School and the Water School.

Despite being on good terms most of the time, Zhao and Cecily held positions overseeing the Wood School and the Water School, respectively. It was only natural for them to recruit outstanding individuals.

Moreover, if it was someone related to Fang Xingluo, with her endorsement, there was no reason to hold back.

"You're in quite a predicament."

"Well, it's entertaining to watch."

At that moment, they heard voices from other people.

Looking over, the Li siblings, Li Shenhua and Li Shenyun, from the adjacent class, were there.

"I don't mind either way..."

Whether it was the Wood School or the Water School, there was plenty to learn.

Since his training session with Xingluo was canceled for the day, it didn't matter to him which one he chose.

"In that case, it's simple."

"Yes, that's right."

The twins placed their hands on Hachiman's shoulders.

'You should go to the Water School.'

"You two as well..."

"Hey, you two! Stop that!"

Realizing the twins' persuasion, Zhao raised his voice.

"What do you think you're doing, going ahead without permission!"

"Great! Just take him along!"

"Hehe, sorry about that, Senior Zhao. That's how it is."

"He is mine as a disciple."

"I won't allow that!"

Grinning defiantly, the twins faced Zhao, showing their resistance.

"By the way, why are you twins getting involved with Hachiman?"

Zhao shouted. It was unheard of for the twins to be involved with anyone else until now.

"Huh, that's easy, Senior Zhao."

"That's because he's our comrade!"

Chen Hua asserted in response to Zhao's question.

"Comrade, huh?"

Those words reminded Hachiman of a recent event.

It was after the greeting on his first day at the new school. After his defeat in the battle against Xingluo, Hachiman was introduced to the main members.

The introductions of students like Wu Xiaosui and Zhao Hufeng proceeded, leaving only the twins.

"...Li Chenyun."

"...Li Chenhua."

The two, who had similar builds and faces, introduced themselves in a calm manner.

Hachiman stared at them involuntarily upon hearing their names. There was a reason for that.

"What?"

Curious about being stared at, Li Chenhua asked.

"Ah, sorry. I've heard about the two of you before."

With that, Hachiman turned his gaze in a certain direction. The twins followed suit, lured by his actions.

There, they saw Yukinoshita Haruno waving with a smile.

Observing Haruno's concerned expression towards them, the twins realized.

"Oh, this person is like us."

In the next instant, the twins held Hachiman's hands.

"We can become good friends!"

"Yeah! We will definitely understand each other!"

"...You've been through a lot."

The three thought that people could understand each other. They hadn't spoken anything. They hadn't conveyed anything. But even so, they could understand.

It was because...

"All three of you seem to get along really well."

As a victim of Yukinoshita Haruno's actions.

Haruno, with a bewildered expression, wouldn't understand. No, if she did understand, it would put me in danger. So, it's better if she doesn't understand.

Anyway...

"As fellow classmates, I'm counting on you, comrade Hachiman."

"...Yeah."

That was the kind of self-introduction it was.

Hachiman watched as the argument between Zhao, Cecily, and the twins continued before him. Neither side was willing to yield, and it seemed like they wouldn't reach a resolution.

"...Mm."

At that moment, Hachiman noticed a familiar presence approaching.

The next moment...

"Is Hachiman here?"

"Hachiman-kun is here!"

Fang Xingluo and Yukinoshita Haruno appeared simultaneously from different entrances to the classroom.

They noticed each other's voices and exchanged glances.

Tension spread throughout the classroom.

"Mm, Haruno. What do you need Hachiman for?"

"Well, if he's free, I thought we could train together. Xingluo, didn't you have a day off from training today?"

"I changed my mind. I'm planning to have him accompany me."

"I see, I get it. Zhao!"

"Yes, what can I do for you?"

"Where is Hachiman?"

"Huh? Hachiman should be... over there... Wait, he's not there!?"

Hachiman's figure wasn't where Zhao was looking. Upon Zhao's voice, the people around him also searched the surroundings but couldn't find him. He had been there just a few seconds ago, but he had completely disappeared.

Xingluo and Haruno searched for Hachiman's presence.

"Hmm... It's over there!"

"Ah... It's there!"

The two searched for his presence and found a slight anomaly. They moved to that spot and touched an empty space. Then, Hachiman's figure appeared from that space. The location was close to the window. It seemed like he had been moving while transparent. If a few more seconds had passed, he would have escaped through the window.

"Why did you notice?"

"In terms of invisibility, you passed. However, a slight presence leaked during the movement. That's why we couldn't be deceived."

Xingluo smiled pleasantly as she turned to Hachiman. Both Xingluo and Haruno held onto his uniform. There was no way to escape in this situation.

"Now, why are you trying to run away, Hachiman-kun?"

"No, it's not that I don't have a bad feeling about both of you being together, but it's absolutely impossible for me to face multiple opponents like before."

He recalled his recent training sessions. Training with the two of them individually was no problem. However, when Haruno and Xingluo teamed up, it became a different problem. Both of them attacking him at the same time, along with Wu Xiaosui and Airem Aisen participating as well—it was an excessive demand.

"Hmm, I see."

"Yeah, that's right."

Xingluo and Haruno faced each other, exuding an aura of intimidation that engulfed the surrounding students without question. Everyone stood still, holding their breath, and watched their interaction.

"Now, Haruno, I'll handle Hachiman, so you back off."

"Eh, it's not fair that you always get to face Xingluo. I want to spar with Hachiman too."

"There's no reason for me to back down. Just let go of him quietly."

"...If I say I won't back down?"

"...I suppose there's no helping it."

The intimidation from both parties increased even further. It was so intense that it distorted the space around them.

And just as it seemed like Xingluo and Haruno were about to clash head-on...

—Hachiman seized the momentary opening and jumped out of the window.

"Ah..."

The people in the classroom gazed at the window. Zhao, Cecily, the twins, and their classmates.

Then, they turned their gaze to the remaining figures of Xingluo and Haruno. Although they had momentarily stopped moving, looking towards the window, in the next moment...

"Wait, Hachiman!"

"Wait, Hachiman-kun!"

Following Hachiman's lead, they also leaped out of the window, chasing after him.

With Xingluo and Haruno gone, the students, relieved from the heavy pressure, let out a sigh.

"Well, it's impossible today, huh?"

"Yeah... But next is the Water Faction's turn, right, Zhao?"

"Understood."

The chaos that had just occurred seemed like a lie as the surroundings fell silent. The two, now devoid of hostility, could only smile wryly.

It seemed impossible to invite Hachiman today.

"Hey, you're persistent, Haruno!"

"It's Xingluo's turn to be in front of Hachiman. It's your turn, Airem!"

"Prepare yourself, Xingluo-chan!"

"Alright! Come at us all together!"

"...Sigh."

In the end, the day ended with a full-on melee.

After further consultation on the following day, it was decided that Hachiman would visit the Water Faction first, followed by the Wood Faction.

Focus, focus, focus.

Drawing out the Stellar Energy within oneself and enveloping the body. Then, concentrating the Stellar Energy sequentially into the right arm, left arm, right leg, left leg, and various parts of the body.

The power was strong, refined, and flowed smoothly. It flowed minutely through each finger, pausing, and then flowing again. This process was repeated multiple times.

Stellar Energy was a special aura possessed by those of the Stellar Vein Generation. Control of Stellar Energy was the fundamental technique of the Stellar Vein Generation, allowing one to increase their attack and defense capabilities. The stronger one's Stellar Energy, the generally more advantageous they were in combat. Regardless of possessing powerful abilities or Radiant Armaments, the difference in Stellar Energy remained an absolute gap for the Stellar Vein Generation.

Ophelia Landlufen, the champion of the Royal Dragon Stellar Martial Festival, was hailed as the strongest witch in history. However, it was not only her abilities but also her possession of seemingly boundless Stellar Energy that earned her that reputation.

"...It's not enough."

Hachiman muttered quietly. He had improved his control of Stellar Energy compared to before. It was evident when comparing it to a few months ago.

But it was still not enough. The Stellar Energy that had burst out from within him at that moment, the dark ability that sought to devour the surrounding Stellar Sustenance—it all had to be controlled. Everything had to be unleashed and run wild. If he recalled the sensation of that moment, he could confidently say that it was still lacking.

Controlling the circulating Stellar Energy. That was the name of the training he was currently undertaking.

Drawing out his Stellar Energy to its limits, flowing and controlling it throughout every corner of his body. Performing this process for each part of the body, circulating it repeatedly.

What was lacking was control. The control to handle the vast Stellar Energy residing within him and the ability that had become the catalyst for the rampage. The abilities he could currently use were only a fraction. Being engulfed by power and going berserk was something that must never happen again.

"You will definitely be able to do it. I look forward to that day."

Hachiman thought to himself, even though he had no confidence in his current ability. But Xingluo had said that he would be able to do it. Even if he couldn't believe in himself, he trusted and relied on the words of his sister. That's why he wanted to live up to those expectations.

"...Phew."

"You've worked hard."

After continuing for about an hour, Hachiman returned his Stellar Energy. At that moment, someone called out to him. He looked to the side and saw Cecily sitting down, looking at him.

"Here, take it."

"Ah, sorry."

"Don't worry about it. It's a token of appreciation for letting me witness something amazing."

Cecily handed him a towel and a sports drink. Hachiman realized that his face was covered in sweat. He must have been so focused that he didn't even notice Cecily looking at him.

He wiped the sweat off with the towel and drank the cold, sweet beverage, which helped revive his tired body.

And as he finished drinking, he noticed that the students in the training hall were focused on him. Wondering about it, he asked Cecily.

"Why is everyone looking at me like this?"

"Well, that's obvious. The feat of circulating and controlling such powerful Stellar Energy for an extended period of time is quite rare. Even I can't do it."

"Is that so? Haruno-san should be able to do it normally, right? And even Dai Shixiong and Xingluo."

"No, you can't compare yourself to them."

Cecily warned him with a serious expression. Seeing Hachiman's perplexed face, she thought to herself. Hachiman's control of Stellar Energy was almost on par with her own Stellar Energy. It was clear that he couldn't summon that much Stellar Energy and control it for a long period. If he could do it, he would be among the handful of people in the academy who could.

"He's completely unaware of it. Just as Yang-nee said."

Haruno had told Cecily about it. Hachiman's self-evaluation was frighteningly low. No matter how amazing his achievements were, he always took them for granted, sometimes even belittling himself and not taking pride in his own accomplishments.

Hachiman, introduced as Haruno's disciple by their master, Xingluo. It was indeed the right decision to invite him to the Water Faction. Although he may not be aware of it himself, his efforts were inspiring to others. As a result, the other students became much more motivated and passionate about their training than before. As the leader of the Water Faction, it was a welcoming development.

"Now then."

"Is the break over?"

"...Ah."

"Alright, then it's my turn."

With those words, Cecily created multiple spatial windows in front of her.

They displayed the images of the students from the Realm Dragon Academy.

"Now, Hachiman. Let's review. What is Stellar Art?"

"Stellar Art is a control technique for the Manifestation Sustenance developed by the Realm Dragon. Those who can wield it are called Taoists. Unlike witches or magicians who can typically only use a single ability, Stellar Art has been somewhat standardized as a technique, allowing for the use of multiple abilities through training. However, it's still limited by one's talent as a witch or magician. If they lack the talent, they won't be able to use it, is that right?"

"Yeah, that's mostly correct. In summary, it allows for the use of multiple abilities, but there can be differences between individuals. The abilities one can use will vary greatly depending on their talent. Different people excel in different abilities, you know."

The students in the spatial windows begin to move. Each of them takes out talismans and activates various abilities.

"What is Wong good at?"

"I'm good with lightning. I can use it to enhance my weapons or launch long-range attacks."

"I see, that's convenient."

"How about Hachiman? How well can he use Stellar Art?"

"He can fly in the sky to some extent. That was the first thing he learned. Besides that, he can use abilities for support and restraint. Lately, he's been focusing on simulated battles and practicing Stellar Energy control, so he hasn't learned much else."

"...Flying in the sky was the first thing? That's not a technique usually taught to beginners, huh?"

"Is that so?"

Cecily nods in agreement with Hachiman's response while smiling wryly. At the same time, she realizes once again the magnitude of the expectations placed on Hachiman by their master.

Cecily witnessed Hachiman's ability to fly during their battle on his first day at the new school. His free movement in the room was not as proficient as Xingluo, Dai Shixiong, or Haruno, but it was still quite impressive.

And later, after hearing about it from Xingluo, Cecily was astonished. Hachiman had only started serious training three months ago. If that was true, it was a remarkable talent.

She ponders over their master's intentions. Hachiman focuses on simulated battles to gain more combat experience, and he emphasizes Stellar Energy control for the sake of ability control. If what their master said was true, both Stellar Energy and abilities were still in the developmental stage.

In that case, Cecily thought that she should focus on other areas.

"For now, since imagery is important in Stellar Art, it would be good to think about various things."

"Imagery... Is it similar to abilities?"

"Yes, it is. However, Stellar Art allows for more applications than just abilities. For example, the twins are good with illusion-based abilities, and Haruno is skilled in fire-based attack techniques and support abilities. And although you might already know, our master and Dai Shixiong can use Stellar Art without talismans, even with various attributes."

"...Without talismans. That's amazing."

"Only our master and Dai Shixiong can activate techniques without talismans. Haruno said she's close to being able to do it too."

"I see. She's quite something."

"I think Hachiman is also similar. That's what Haruno said. She said she lost to him one-on-one."

"They talked about that? That person... it was like winning by foul play. If we were to fight now, I would definitely lose."

"Oh, really? But Haruno said that Hachiman will definitely become stronger."

"Well, he has a goal."

Hachiman speaks with a distant look in his eyes. Cecily feels like she knows who that goal is.

Hachiman Fan. That's what Xingluo introduced him as, her older brother. Although they aren't blood-related, they are very close. Cecily has seen them together from a distance, and their interactions resemble that of an affectionate younger sister relying on her older brother, or perhaps the opposite, an older brother relying on his sister. Considering their actual ages, it's probably the latter.

Xingluo has been in a good mood since Hachiman arrived. Every day, she trains and plays with Hachiman happily. She had been feeling down not too long ago, so as a disciple, Cecily is glad to see their master pleased.

However, Cecily has one concern. It's about Hachiman when he talks to Xingluo, who is their family, and Haruno, who they knew before. When he talks to anyone else, she feels a certain barrier with him. It's not that he dislikes them or avoids them. It's just that he seems hesitant to talk or even somewhat frightened.

Well, there are various pasts among the Stellar Generation, so it might be rude to ask.

Everyone has things they can't talk about. Although they have spent only a short time together, he is a member of the Realm Dragon. His determination to seek strength through effort is admirable, and Cecily doesn't particularly dislike his character, even though he seems bothered in the classroom.

It would be nice if they could become friends someday, where they can talk without reservation.

"Alright! Let's continue. There are plenty of videos of Realm Dragon Taoists, so it would be good to watch them for reference in Stellar Art. If you don't understand something, I'll teach you."

"Is that okay? Don't you also have your own training, Wong?"

"It's fine, it's fine. You came to the Water faction after all, so it's my duty to teach you."

"...Are you sure?"

"Yes, leave it to me!"

Cecily speaks with a smile. Moved by her sincere words, Hachiman decides to ask her for help without hesitation.

And the two of them sit down and start watching videos.

A sword swung down and a fist thrust forward collide, causing their weapons to clash. The boy with the sword does not lose the momentum of the deflected sword and rotates his body to launch the next strike.

In response, the other boy utilizes the Stellar Art of the Star Sage to swiftly move by utilizing the Stellar Energy in his legs, immediately escaping from the effective range of the sword. The two opponents, now separated by distance, stop their movements and glare at each other.

"...You're fast, Zhao."

"You're doing well to keep up, Hachiman. However!"

Fan Hachiman and Zhao Hufeng. One of them is currently dominating their sparring match.

Both of them have a similar combat style. Hachiman's Tofuken style utilizes speed and a large number of strikes to control his opponent.

On the other hand, Hufeng...

"Damn!"

"Your reactions are getting slower!"

Hachiman manages to barely block the punch aimed at him by turning around and countering with a strike. However, in the next moment, Hufeng disappears from his sight. He tries to follow his trajectory with his eyes, but he can't keep up. Utilizing his perception of the Stellar Energy's movement, he adjusts his body accordingly.

But this is their 20th sparring match. Fatigue accumulates, and as the battle prolongs, his reaction speed gradually decreases.

...I can't react in time!

Hachiman struggles against Hufeng's high-speed movement.

Zhao Hufeng is an exceptional martial artist of the Wood faction. He cannot use Stellar Art because he lacks any talent for it. However, no one in the Realm Dragon doubts his abilities.

His refined body technique unique to the Realm Dragon is already formidable, but what is even more troublesome is the Stellar Energy contained in his legs. Through delicate Stellar Energy control techniques, the Stellar Energy stored in his legs generates explosive speed.

In terms of Stellar Energy quantity alone, Hachiman is currently superior to Hufeng. Even during his training with Xingluo, he prioritized Stellar Energy control, and he has already acquired the ability to concentrate Stellar Energy for high-speed movement. However, he hasn't reached Hufeng's level of speed yet.

In the early stages of their sparring match, Hachiman managed to keep up with Hufeng's movements to some extent, but as they reached the middle and final stages, his movements became sluggish, and his reaction speed significantly decreased.

...It's too heavy a burden for Hachiman to compete against Zhao Hufeng, the 6th-ranked student of the Realm Dragon Seventh Academy, for an extended period of time with his body that has been rusting due to his long hiatus as a combatant.

"Ugh!"

As he blocks Hufeng's frontal strike with his sword, the impact forces him backward. He adjusts his body in mid-air, landing by placing his hand on the floor while using both feet to stabilize himself.

He raises his head and looks towards Hufeng... and realizes.

"You block well. But now!"

Hufeng concentrates Stellar Energy in both hands. It's a phenomenon unique to the Realm Dragon martial artists. The power behind a punch imbued with Stellar Energy is comparable to a meteor technique.

Hachiman stands up and readies his posture. And as if Hufeng was waiting for that moment, he moves.

"Here I go!"

It's a straightforward confrontation without any tricks. Utilizing Stellar Energy in his legs, Hufeng swiftly approaches at almost maximum speed from the initial acceleration.

Evading is... impossible.

"Iiiiyaaaah!"

Hachiman strained himself, using the remaining Stellar Energy to choose to intercept. The sword that was swung horizontally was released towards Hufeng. A powerful blow packed with enough force to subdue Hufeng approaches him.

However, Hufeng's response surpasses expectations. He deepens his forward posture and evades Hachiman's blow by diving through. The sword passes overhead.

Hachiman has no more means of attack. With that conviction, Hufeng activates the Stellar Energy in his legs and accelerates towards Hachiman's opening.

And he unleashes the finishing blow, channeling Stellar Energy into his right fist...

...Receiving an impact to the head, Hachiman is blown away.

"What...!?"

Hufeng is blown away and almost falls. However, even while being thrown, he places both hands on the floor and leaps using only the strength of his hands. He rotates his body in the air and lands beautifully. Then, he jumps backward, distancing himself from Hachiman. He didn't know what kind of attack he received.

Hufeng adjusts his posture. However, pain occurs in his head, and at the same time, he experiences dizziness. It must be the result of the previous attack. Hufeng realizes that his field of vision is shaking.

Hufeng's high-speed movement utilizing Stellar Energy. It appears to have no apparent weaknesses, but that is not entirely true. Due to the nature of having to keep Stellar Energy in his legs, activating it requires extreme concentration. If he receives some kind of attack and the Stellar Energy becomes disturbed, the high-speed state will be canceled.

Of course, he can activate it again by concentrating Stellar Energy. However, his concentration is disrupted due to the injury to his head. Concentrating the Stellar Energy enough to maintain the speed he had until now is currently difficult.

It will likely recover after some time, but his opponent in front of him won't allow that.

"There!"

Taking advantage of an opening in Hufeng's defense, Hachiman launches a counterattack. Hachiman attacks with all his might, considering it his last chance.

The Crane Dance... is unleashed!

Thrust, thrust, right swing, left uppercut, right swing, reverse diagonal...

Hachiman's sword relentlessly assaults its prey without interruption.

Hufeng deflects, evades, and desperately tries to create distance. But if he is separated here, Hachiman won't have a chance to win. He desperately clings to him, trying to close the gap.

"Uooh!"

"Kuh!"

The speed of the Crane Dance gradually increases. The speed becomes difficult for even Hufeng to react to, and he sustains several grazing wounds.

Believing that he can push through, Hachiman increases his speed even further.

And it seems that he couldn't withstand the successive attacks of the Crane Dance, as cracks start to show in Hufeng's defense. He breaks through Hufeng's defense with the Crane Dance, deflecting the arm that is defending and exposing his chest.

The school emblem... becomes visible.

"Gotcha!"

A slashing attack aimed at the school emblem. Hachiman puts all his remaining strength into a powerful swing focused on speed.

However...

"You're naive!"

Hufeng deliberately disrupted his posture. The attack that was guided towards him is avoided by crouching, and instead, he allows a direct kick to Hachiman's abdomen as a counter.

"Ha!"

"Guuuh!"

Hachiman grimaces in agony and endures the pain. He manages to hold back his body being swept away and prevents himself from falling.

However, in that opening, Hufeng has distanced himself and escaped.

Both of them face each other again.

"...That was close. But what was that attack earlier?"

Creating distance gave Hufeng some breathing room, and he tries to figure out the nature of the attack he took head-on. It should have been a strike, not an attack with a sword. While remaining vigilant against Hachiman, he surveys his surroundings. And when he sees something carried at Hachiman's waist, he arrives at the answer.

"I see, it's the scabbard."

"...You're correct."

Hufeng responds with a tired voice to the answer given.

The scabbard that Hachiman has. That was the nature of the attack he took earlier.

He evaded the sword attack unleashed from Hachiman's right hand and dove into his opening. And as a result of underestimating Hachiman due to having no means of attack, he received a blow to the head from the scabbard in Hachiman's left hand.

"Well done, Hachiman."

"Is that sarcasm? It doesn't seem to have much effect."

"Not at all. It was a close call for me too."

That's an honest statement. He took an unexpected blow and was pushed to the brink of having his school emblem destroyed.

Though it is praise, there is no room for sarcasm.

But for Hachiman, he can't take it at face value.

He exerted all his strength literally. Yet, it still didn't reach.

"...Haa, the walls of the Realm Dragon are thick."

Hachiman murmurs quietly.

The twelve at the beginning of the Realm Dragon, the power of the higher ranks. He thought he understood, but the reality is that they are all formidable opponents beyond his expectations.

Hachiman didn't know what expression he made while thinking such thoughts.

"...Hachiman, you're also starting to change."

"...Change? What do you mean?"

"Oh, it's nothing."

Hufeng lightly responds.

If he is not aware, there is no need to worry. He himself was not aware of it in the past.

---The students belonging to the Realm Dragon are often battle maniacs.

They are so ridiculed by students from other academies because the Realm Dragon is filled with powerful individuals. Usually, students who come to Asterisk are mostly aiming to win the Phoenix Festival. However, there are many exceptions among the students who enroll in the Realm Dragon.

They enter the Realm Dragon solely for the sake of their own training, to become stronger. Some students don't even show interest in the ranking competition.

With the appointment of the third-generation Manyu Tenra, there were even more students with the same aspiration. They all admire Fan Xingluo's strength and pursue that strength.

The expressions they have and the expression on Hachiman's face in front of them are remarkably similar.

It was as if he was looking at his former self, and Hufeng couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Well then, let's settle this."

"Yes, let's."

By engaging in conversation and giving themselves some time, both of them have recovered to a certain extent.

Hufeng's head pain has eased, and Hachiman's stamina has been replenished. They have replenished what they lacked.

The next strike will be the final one---they understand without words.

"This is the end!"

Ignoring the pain in his head, Hufeng channels Stellar Energy into his legs and both arms once again.

"...Ahh."

Hachiman also envelops his entire body and sword with Stellar Energy.

And both of them start running simultaneously---and collide.

.....

"...My sword?"

"Yes. It seemed like a special weapon, so I was curious. You didn't have it when you transferred, right?"

The mock battle had ended, and the two exhausted individuals sat down on the spot, finished with first aid, engaging in casual conversation.

In the midst of it, Hufeng was curious about the Japanese sword that Hachiman possessed and asked about it.

Many students in Asterisk use Lux weapons. That's the norm. Hachiman, who uses just a regular Japanese sword, is, in a way, an unusual existence.

"When I transferred, I hadn't gone through customs yet... This sword was given to me by my teacher."

"Your teacher? Is it the Katou-style?"

"Yeah."

The day before they departed for Asterisk, after their final duel, Hachiman received the sword.

"...It seems that my teacher used it in the past. Its name is 'Tsuruhime.'"

"'Tsuruhime'... It's a nice sword."

"Yeah..."

They both look at Tsuruhime drawn from its scabbard.

Even an amateur can tell that it's a special weapon; the rippling waves on the blade are incredibly beautiful, and it has an allure just by looking at it.

"Also, it seems that there are no Lux weapons in the Katou-style in the Realm Dragon. So, that's why I'm using this sword."

"I see. Since many in the Realm Dragon are of the Chinese lineage. In that case, how about participating in the ranking battles? If you achieve a high rank, you can place an order for a Lux weapon from the Integrated Enterprise Foundation."

Hufeng held Hachiman's abilities in high regard. With his current strength, he believes he can aim for a position among the lower ranks of the twelve at the beginning of the Realm Dragon.

"No, participation in the ranking battles and duels is prohibited by Hoshin. It seems it's okay for mock battles, though."

"Prohibited by your master? Is that true, Hachiman?"

"Yeah, I was told it's absolutely forbidden."

"...I see."

Hufeng ponders over Hachiman's answer. Whether it's the ranking battles or duels, participation is the individual's freedom.

If there is an exception...

"I see... That's what it is."

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, I think my master will talk to you eventually, so I can't say anything on my behalf."

"I see. Well, I never intended to participate in the first place. I'm not good at standing out..."

Being among the top ranks, especially the twelve at the beginning, would attract attention from all over Asterisk.

For Hachiman, who is not good at standing out, there are only disadvantages.

"It's a shame, though. If you become one of the twelve at the beginning, you'll receive various privileges. Financial support, living arrangements... Oh, does Hachiman not need those?"

"Yeah, that's right. As a special scholarship student, I receive a decent amount of money. And as for where I live..."

"It's Huangchen Hall, right? I was surprised, Hachiman."

"...I was surprised too. I thought I would be living in a dormitory."

Huangchen Hall. It is a building that holds special meaning for the Realm Dragon.

The person who can open its doors inherits the special title "Manyu Tenra." Fan Xingluo is the third generation of Manyu Tenra to do so.

By the way, Huangchen Hall is incredibly spacious. Its size doesn't correspond to the scale of the building, and there are even rumors that the interior space has been manipulated. The building has various facilities, and Hachiman hasn't grasped the overall picture yet. There is a reception room for welcoming guests, a huge training hall for practice, and confirmed facilities for Stellar Technique experiments.

And Huangchen Hall is fully equipped with residential facilities. At the request of the second-generation Manyu Tenra, a huge bathhouse has been installed as well. Currently, several people, including Hachiman, are living in Huangchen Hall.

"What's wrong? Do you dislike Huangchen Hall that much?"

"No, it's not that I dislike it, but it's a bit too luxurious for me."

"Yeah, I understand. It's needlessly extravagant over there."

Hachiman and Hufeng are commoners. For the two of them, living in a lavish and huge residence is not conducive to a peaceful lifestyle.

"Hmm, is that how it is?"

"Yes, Master... Master!? When did you...?"

The two are astonished to see Xingluo casually joining the conversation. They didn't feel his presence or any sense of incongruity at all.

"When you two were fighting, from the middle of the final battle. I've been secretly observing."

"We didn't notice at all."

"It's understandable. You were both concentrated."

Xingluo laughs dryly. But Hachiman and Hufeng wear bitter expressions. Even if Xingluo goes all out with concealment, it's a level that the two of them cannot perceive, but it's still frustrating that they couldn't find him.

"If you're coming out, do you have something to discuss with us?"

"Yes, both of you. Check the current time."

The two are told to check the time using their spatial windows. The clock displayed 8:30 PM.

The two are surprised when they see it. They had entered the dojo owned by Konoha and spent time together, and it was past 5 PM. But more time had passed than they expected.

"Tomorrow, we'll have classes again. It's about time to call it a day."

"Yes, you're right. Then I'll hurry back to the dormitory. I should be able to make it to the cafeteria in time."

By the way, the boys' dormitory cafeteria is open until 9 PM. If they leave now, they should just make it.

"By the way, both of you. Today, I tried my hand at cooking dinner. Will you eat it?"

"Oh, really? What's on the menu?"

Hachiman asks, and Xingluo proudly answers.

"It's Kung Pao Chicken."

"Oh, that sounds delicious. What about you, Zhao?"

"...No, I'll pass. I'm tired today and just want to rest early."

After a moment of consideration, Hufeng declined.

Xingluo's cooking is top-notch, and the taste is guaranteed, but he thought it would be rude to disturb the two.

"I see. Then let's head back, Hachiman."

"Yeah. See you, Zhao."

"Yes, take care. Hachiman, Master."

Hufeng sees off the two as they walk away.

However, Hachiman, who has reached the peak of fatigue, walks slowly, his body swaying.

"Hmm, you look tired."

"...Well, yeah."

Upon hearing that, Xingluo chuckles.

"I've got an idea! Shall I give you a piggyback ride?"

"...Isn't that a bit weird-looking? In a child abuse kind of way."

"You don't have to worry about such things."

"No, I do worry. I'll just walk normally."

The two playfully banter as they walk home.

Xingluo matches his pace with Hachiman, who can only move slowly, and they walk together.

Eventually, their figures fade into the distance and disappear.

"...They get along well, those two."

Hufeng mutters to himself. He finds their close relationship heartwarming.

"Well then, I should hurry too!"

And Hufeng starts running towards the dormitory.

"And so, what was the result of your mock battle with Hufeng?"

As the two walk inside Huangchen Hall, they report the results of their mock battle from earlier.

"Hmm, well, that's how it goes. It can't be helped at this point."

Xingluo shows no particular concern.

Hufeng is a strong fighter, ranking sixth in the Realm Dragon. Even if they can't win against him, there's no need to worry.

"Hey, Xingluo."

"What is it?"

But Hachiman doesn't feel the same way.

"Am I... getting stronger?"

Fan Xingluo. Haruno Yukinoshita. Bu Xiaosui. Zhao Hufeng. Arema Seiyan.

He has fought against these formidable opponents in the two weeks since transferring. However, he has been defeated in all of his battles. He hasn't even won a single match.

He thinks he can hold his own against Zhao Hufeng to some extent, but he can't even put up a fight against the others. It's natural to feel a little discouraged.

"Hmm, Hachiman. Squat down a bit."

"...Huh?"

"Just do it. Squat down."

As instructed, Hachiman lowers his hips and squats. Xingluo approaches and his face comes into close view.

Then Xingluo reaches out his hand and gently strokes Hachiman's head.

"You're doing well."

Xingluo speaks kindly. Slowly, as if cherishing and caressing, he continues to stroke Hachiman's head like one would comfort a child.

He knows that Hachiman is desperately working hard to meet his expectations.

He knows that Hachiman has decided he doesn't deserve to seek comfort even though he wants to.

He knows that Hachiman has a kind but awkward personality that limits his way of life.

But even if he points out these things, Hachiman would deny them. So, he shows it through his actions.

To soothe the wounded heart. To make sure Hachiman doesn't think he's worthless.

With that hope, he pours his feelings into the gentle touch.

Xingluo's hand leaves Hachiman's head. The two look at each other without saying a word.

"Xingluo..."

"Yeah?"

Hachiman is troubled. It's embarrassing. But he has to say it. However, he doesn't know what he should convey.

"...Thank you. I'll try a little harder."

In the end, the words he conveyed were safe――――but that was enough.

"Yes! I'm looking forward to it!"

Xingluo smiles brightly, and Hachiman realizes he wasn't mistaken.

That alone was enough.

"Well then, I'm hungry too. Let's hurry, Hachiman."

"...You haven't eaten yet?"

"No, but Haruno and the others are waiting too. We need to hurry."

"Ah..."

The two start walking again.

Without needing to say it, they find themselves holding hands without realizing.

Their appearance is so natural that it wouldn't be wrong to call them a family.