To Be a Power in the Shadows!

I can hear the rain.

Rose felt the tone of the water coming from the outside.

Lower your practice sword as you breathe.

Wipe the sweat dripping down your face with one hand, leaving your messy hair intact.

Only the sound of rain echoes in the dim dojo.

Rose closed her eyes for a while and listened to the sound. She sucks damp air all over her chest.

The sound of water is beautiful whenever you hear it.

Rose was born as the princess of Oriana, the land of art. From an early age, he touched on various arts and his awareness of beauty is high. Each of Oriana's royalty extremes one art in a lifetime. It's painting, it's music, it's theatre, you pick what each one likes.

The young Rose showed a high interest in art, but could not choose one thing from it. Art to her, all beautiful, all wonderful.

Painting, music, theatre, clothing, sculpture, everything was beautiful, and she couldn't have chosen one from it. That's why she liked everything. And it was highly regarded for all of it.

The artists of the Kingdom of Oriana had everyone's attention on which path Rose would go in the future.

But it was the sword path that Rose chose.

And one day, all of a sudden, he threw away all the art he'd ever wanted and narrowed it down to a single sword.

Everyone asked Rose why she chose the sword.

Rose did not speak much.

I just replied that I felt beauty in my sword.

But in the kingdom of Oriana the sword is despised as barbaric. No one recognized the sword as an art.

Rose shook off the family restraint and studied at the Midgal Demon Swordsman School.

Rose's heart is engraved with a beautiful sword.

That's just an important memory of her that I've never told anyone. The reason she decided to go down the sword path is her distant longing for one swordsman.

Rose will never forget the beauty of the sword she saw that day.

One day, lodging that beauty in her own sword is the art of her life.

No one in the country recognized her art. But she didn't mind that. Because I wasn't after beauty because I wanted someone to recognize me.

Even if no one would recognize her, she decided to go her own way.

Rose was glad to hear that.

But the other day, a single letter arrived under Rose.

"Father is coming to this year's Takegami Festival..."

Rose shrugged with cherry blossom lips. It is unusual for a king despising his sword to come to watch the martial arts festival. First of all, I'm sure he's coming to bring Rose back.

Various speculations fly through the world, and some of them are disturbing.

It seems Rose's fiancée is insisting, he said.

Rose heard the rumor and sent a letter to her parents asking them about it within that day. But I haven't heard back yet.

Rose has someone she has decided on in her heart. He is the one with a passionate and beautiful heart who lives his life together.

That's why Rose must have his father recognize him at the Martial God Festival.

First with her sword.

And if you wish, so is he...

Rose slapped Petin and his own cheek.

Concentrate.

Squirting, sucking sweat and taking off the heavier jacket.

Sweat makes my skin glow dewy. He hides only his rich breasts with a sports bra from the Mitsugoshi Chamber of Commerce.

He looks a little dull, but he doesn't have to worry because he doesn't come in here except for Rose.

Rose sets up a fine sword for practice and comes to mind.

First, give me the best sword you've ever waved. The sword she shook in the school case is the best sword of her life.

The martial arts festival is about to begin. Get that feeling back by then.

Rose's fine sword slashed the sky and the sweat broke out. Beautiful hair with honey color can be solved.

Rose continued to wave her fine sword after paying for the hair on her face.

From the outside all the time, I could hear the rain.

That feeling didn't go back.