Became an Extra in a Youth JRPG Game

Chapter 31

31 – Male Friendship (2)

Anyway, after going through the process of understanding the homeroom teacher, the class ended peacefully today.

After school, students always had high tension, but this time, the tension was especially high.

It was because of Golden Week. Everyone was excited about the holidays.

“Are you going to the kendo dojo right away?”

Umi asked.

“Oh. That’s how it should be.”

If I don’t go, Gonzaemon… I’ll get angry again. He’s a pretty annoying kid.

‘Well… There are things I want to learn more from Gonzaemon.’

If you learn the limits of the Kiryu family’s swordsmanship, you will acquire useful skills.

‘One Island’

I learned a skill called that.

It was a very useful passive skill. Attacks wielding a sword worked even against enemies with resistance to physical attacks or slashes. It was a skill that could ignoring compatibility and defeating the enemy.

‘If you don’t learn, you’ll get in trouble.’

The Psychorobo I awakened had practically no functions other than a shield. If you learn a skill, you can stab the weak point, but you can’t expect damage because you can’t learn a higher skill.

In the end, the only thing I believed in was the sword.

“Then… Are you going to hang out at my house again today?”

Umi asked.

“Umm…But there’s not much to do. There’s no karaoke machine.”

To be honest, the first time I went to a girl’s room, the tension went up, but now it’s a bit.

“No!! How long are you going to obsess over the karaoke machine?!”

Umi exclaimed as if it were absurd.

“Then tell me something else. What is it?”

“That…There are dolls…And a dressing table…”

“No fun. Comic books and games. There’s no such thing.”

“Why do you have such an otaku?!”

“To put it simply, your room is just a pretty and smelly reading room. There’s not a single element of fun in it.”

“Excuse me!! Seriously!!!”

“Noooooh jam.”

“Don’t call me no fun!!!”

Cried Umi.

“No jam is no jam.”

“Ah!! Seriously!!! I am here!! Can’t you do that?”

Cried Umi. Something caught my eye.

“Well…If you’re that desperate. I can’t help it. Let’s go.”

I said so.

“Why such a high-handed gaze!! aaa_

Umi tousled her hair.

———

Well, I was half joking, and after training, I decided to hang out at Umi’s house. Okay. You can’t ignore Umi’s passionate desire to play with her friends.

She tried to change her clothes in the locker room, but Asuna-san insistently asked her to change in Umi’s room. Can I have an extra man change clothes in her daughter’s room? That was questionable, but since I felt a strange pressure from Asuna-san, I obediently followed it.

Well… Umi wasn’t as shy as I thought. Have you gotten used to it? I roughly thought that.

Taaang-! Tadak-!! Taaak-!

Continuing free sparring training.

Now, Gonzaemon only focused on practical experience. Well… It was more fun than basic training, but I wanted it to stay like this.

“I can’t help it. You have a lot of talent, but you lack experience. If you want to make it to the summer tournament, you have no choice but to compress it here and accumulate practical experience.”

Said Gonzaemon.

Now sending me to the summer tournament was just a decision.

“Summer Competition…”

I knew the details because it was an event that could be experienced in the game.

“It’s a tournament called the Fighting God Cup. Well… It’s not a tournament recognized by the Japan Official Kendo Association. But… It’s a tournament with public confidence for kendo practitioners. Do you know why?”

Gonzaemon asked.

“It’s a tournament held by a person called ‘God of Fight’ with the title of ‘God of Battle’.”

I told you what I know.

Commitment. Literally, it means the god of war. It was a tournament hosted by Tetsu Saito, a legendary swordsman who had never lost in official or unofficial tournaments. As anyone familiar with Japanese history would have noticed, Tetsu Saito was a descendant of the legendary swordsman Hajime Saito.

Well, Japanese Chewduck games are crazy about alternate history elements. It could be said that it was a by-product setting.

“Yes. That’s true. But… There are other reasons as well. Compared to formal competitions, the rules are not strict. You can use any weapon. And the swordsmanship doesn’t matter. The opponent’s body. All you have to do is win one round. In many ways, it’s the same as the real game.”

Said Gonzaemon.

Any kind of spear like Nagikata, a blunt weapon, even a chain scythe or shuriken could be used. There was no need for lethality to be usable in the game.

In that sense, it was a crazy game in many ways. Subtly, there were many people who came to see it because it was eaten by the maniacs.

“The fact that it is much closer to the real game than the official game stimulates the swordsmen’s fighting spirit. I want to test whether my swordsmanship will work in fields other than sports.”

Said Gonzaemon.

“I don’t want to win. You have to win. Then… I’ll tell you what the Kiryu family is all about.”

Gonzaemon picked the flag right away.

You have to win a prize in a competition in order to learn the one-of-a-kind skill.

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“I will work hard!!!!”

I immediately exclaimed eagerly.

“Well… Originally, you shouldn’t tell anyone other than the family, but… Well, you and I are no different from one family.”

Gonzaemon smiled broadly.

“Uh-huh. There’s no problem if you come in as the son-in-law of our family, right?”

Asuna-san said while cleaning the floor of the dojo.

“hahahahaha!! That’s right!!!!”

Gonzaemon laughed, but he stared at me.

Something…… The pressure to somehow work out with Umi was great. That’s kind of embarrassing.

My mother has already dotted her Eri. She was sure she was getting into some complicated situation.

———-

At that time, Umi’s room.

“Keuuu…”

Umi buried her head in Shota’s clothes and sniffed in a trance.

“Ahhhhh…Smells good…”

Umi was naturally engulfed in an ecstatic mood.

“Today…Is there gym class? The scent of shota is strong…!”

Umi squeezed her body with her face buried between her school uniform pants. Every time I smelled her, I could feel her stomach warming up and her body warming up. She liked the feeling.

“…..It’s interfering.”

Within seconds, Umi clicked her tongue. It smelled like Shota’s usual deodorant. Yes, it is a useful item because it blocks the smell of sweat, but the smell of deodorant was a hindrance.

“Later… Let’s lock him up in a secret room and have Shota do a lot of exercise… Huh. Then the room will be filled with the smell of Shota, right?”

Umi came up with a dangerous idea on her own.

“And… No shower for 3 days… Huh…!”

When I thought about that, my body heated up.

In many ways, Umi was gradually losing her mind.

Taktak-!

Within seconds, Asuna knocked on the door as if signaling. Since it was time for Shota’s training to end, she signaled to return her clothes in front of the shower.

‘Chit. It’s fast.’

He was reluctant to return his clothes, even though they were not his own.

‘How… Is there no way to secretly secure the clothes? If possible, the one without washing.’

Umi began to think seriously.

——

I knocked on Umi’s door.

“Come here!!!”

I jumped right into the atmosphere and shouted out loud.

“So…Why were you so arrogant earlier?”

Umi said something curtly.

Uh huh…Don’t like the attitude?

“Umi. You don’t like me? Then I’ll go back.”

I immediately raised my hand and said.

“Now, wait…Until that happens…”

“Okay!! Bye Bye!! Woomi!!!!!!! SeeU Tomorrow!!!! Howoo!!!”

“Okay!! Okay!! I waited!! Shota!!”

Umi cried and grabbed me to eat mustard.

“That’s right.”

Only then did I feel the urge to go play.

“Really… I hate Shota…”

Umi muttered with tears in her eyes. Ah… I need to stop playing around.

——

I headed to Umi’s room.

To be honest, I had nothing to do.

There was no plaything in the girl’s room itself. There are no game consoles, no comic books. How do you really live? Are you only touching your phone in your room?

“Umi. How about making something… A hobby? Don’t waste your youth.”

I said seriously to Umi.

“Excuse me!! I have a hobby too, right?!”

Umi immediately got angry.

“Look at it. A fashion magazine.”

Umi handed over this month’s issue of a famous fashion magazine. It was ‘Pogue’, a fashion magazine that became a trend among female students.

“Page 39. Then turn to page 45,”

Umi said with a twinkle in her eyes.

“I even put a Post-it on it.”

How much do you want to show?

Umi was there. She was posing while wearing something fancy.

“Ohhhhh clothes!!! It’s amazing!!!”