Arifureta After III Shizuku’s Wish
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Around noon of a holiday.
A pair of man and woman who seemed to have finished their lunch went out from a restaurant.
「The name of the restaurant is like that, but the taste is normally delicious.」
「It really has everything huh……」
The one who was making a satisfied smile with a sigh was a beautiful girl with black hair tied into ponytail and dignified look――Yaegashi Shizuku. Beside her was Nagumo Hajime looking over his shoulder at the restaurant’s signboard.
Also, ahead of Hajime’s gaze was the arch shaped wooden signboard that decorated the above of the entrance. The name of the restaurant was carved there.
It said “Restaurant We Have Everything”.
Actually, the current owner of western restaurant Wisteria, the backbone of Sonobe family――Sonobe Hiroshi apparently trained in this restaurant when he was young. The two of them came here out of curiosity.
Just as the name of the restaurant said, it had everything. The owner was like the master of that bar that catered to certain bunch of public prosecutors, he would say 「We have it」 no matter what anyone ordered and served it.
By the way, Hajime contended himself to Shizuku’s exasperated face while giving a try saying 「Grandma’s meat and potato stew」 because he wanted to make the restaurant owner said 「We don’t have it」 but……
In the end, Hajime ended up saying 「I, impossible!? This taste is certainly!」 with his eyes opened wide. It could be easily guessed from that attitude of Hajime. It made Hajime became really curious just who in the world the master of Sonobe Hiroshi was.
Putting that aside, if asked why Hajime and Shizuku were spending their holiday together just the two of them……
「Let’s head to the meeting place now. There is still time until the scheduled time but, this is our first time, so I want to come with time to spare.」
「Even though you said that, it’s only taking photo right?」
Taking photo.
Yes, that was the reason why the two of them were spending their holiday like this. Today Shizuku was going to work as model for a certain fashion magazine.
It seemed the photo was for a pair of man and woman, and Hajime was chosen as Shizuku’s partner……or rather, for Shizuku who wasn’t a pro model, being told to snuggle with other male was something that she firmly refused to do. Rather it was the client who requested her to make an offer to Hajime instead, because her smile would surely look better if she was together with him.
「Even if you said that, I’m still feeling nervous. I want to go there quickly and prepare my heart.」
「Well, if that’s what Shizuku want to do then it’s fine.」
Hajime started walking without looking particularly nervous. Shizuku wanted him to slightly share that thick nerves with her while recalling what happened several days ago.
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「You there-! What’re you doing getting exhausted like that! The enemy won’t care about your exhaustion at all! Do you want to get killed!?」
Inside the dojo of Yaegashi-style, a scolding thundered loudly. The voice’s owner was Yaegashi-style’s instructor――Yaegashi Shuuzou.
Just now Shuuzou raised a violent voice 「ZEAAH」 while throwing a sickle and chain to one of the disciple who was on his knee.
「――Tsu, my apologize, sensei!」
That disciple barely jumped aside to dodge. He said that while throwing shuriken to Shuuzou in a counterattack. At the same time, while still kneeling he used his wooden sword that had steel core inside to block the vertical slash that made him wanted to say 「You’re attacking with the intent to absolutely kill me aren’t you?」 from another disciple who was his training opponent.
The disciple number 2 exerted his strength to the limit while saying to the disciple number 1.
「Die here! Yamasaki-kun-」
He yelled so while launching a front kick. Unnoticed there was a small blade held between his bare foot’s fingers. As expected it completely looked like murder attempt.
「You’re the one that’ll die-, Chief Tsuchi-!!」
Disciple number 1 guarded against the approaching deathly kick with his gauntlet. He used the impact to let out an assassin blade came out with *schwing* sound. Then he thrust toward the crotch of disciple number 2. It seemed he planned to kill his opponent’s life as man.
Disciple number 2 groaned 「Nuuh」 while protecting his son’s life with high speed back step.
「……Fuh, you aren’t half bad anymore, Yamasaki-kun!」
「Haah, haah, thank you very much, Chief Tsuchi! Haa, haa, but let me say one thing-. You got more stamina than me who is in active duty even though you’re already past fifty, are you a monster!?」
「The disciple of Yaegashi at least should be able to do full marathon while humming even when your work is behind the desk!」
「Kuh. The path to become fully qualified is still endlessly long-」
The disciple number 1 and 2 who were making such conversation were actually a young detective and the police chief of the police station that had jurisdiction over this city. The two who belonged under the organization that cracked down on crime yelled 「Die!」 to each other but……
Unfortunately, there was no one in that dojo who would make tsukkomi at such thing.
Yaegashi dojo――it consisted of the front kendo dojo and the dojo to learn the Yaegashi-style sword technique. The dojo for sword technique was also giving martial art instruction for organizations like the police or security firm and the like. It was quite famous in the industry.
There weren’t many people who could became official disciple of such Yaegashi-style, but once someone had become a disciple of Yaegashi-style, deathly training would become like their daily routine irrelevant of their occupation.
And so, even if the chief of police station was trying to kill a young detective, or the opposite where the young detective was trying to kill the chief of his office, it wasn’t strange at all!
「You cannot call this anything else but a mysterious space.」
A reproachful stare was piercing the police duo who was laughing 「Hahahahah」 wit each other.
The one who stood dignifiedly with her hand on her waist and her ponytail swaying was,
「Oh, Shizuku-chan.」
「Many thanks for the service, Ojou.」
「Please don’t call it service.」
The “idol of the heart” for the young disciples, and “everyone’s beloved daughter” for the elderly disciples――it was no ne other than Yaegashi Shizuku-ojousama.
「Haa. I think there is no bloodthirstiness like this in the past though……」
「That’s because we didn’t teach you the reverse side of Yaegashi-stye.」
Even though she was only giving instruction as assistant instructor, they talked to her in a way like she was someone atoning for sin behind the wall, making her feeling weary. Her grandfather Shuuzou said that to Shizuku while approaching her. He also gave the command 「Rest!」 loudly at the same time. (TN: Don’t know what is the reference for this)
The disciples sat down on the spot and started taking rest in meditating posture. Shizuku gave a glance to them while asking Shuuzou.
「Reverse side……you mean the ninja thing?」
「It’s not ninja.」
Everyone of Yaegashi family obstinately wouldn’t recognize the “ninja” matter for some reason. For Shizuku, no matter how she looked at it, this was a “ninja group” but……according to Shuuzou, it seemed that to the end it was “only acrobatic that accompanied the sword technique, and they only did a bit of handyman work using that acrobatic”.
「Ojii-chan. At the places that you brought me to before this, there were a lot of people there with terribly familiar family name, like Ig○ or Kog○ though.」
「I told you that it was only a gathering of sword technique dojo association. Their family name also isn’t unusual name.」
「……Everyone was dressed in black though.」
「That was because the place of the gathering was deep in the mountain. The choice of black is inevitable because the stain on the clothes won’t stand out with that.」
「…………Midway it became like deathly battle with each other though!」
「Houses that inherited ancient martial art gathered in one place like that. It’s only natural that they wanted to pit their skill against each other right?」
「Lies! Those people said it clearly! Don’t think that Yaegashi will be able to stay as the leader of the shinobi clan forever, they said!」
「……They have nice sense of humor right?」
「I got my life targeted like it was normal though!? They said 『Yaegashi’s princess! Prepare yourself!』, their killing intent was really fierce though! If that was humor, then the crimes in society can all be considered as humor you know!?」
「……Fumu.」
‘How’s that-, you can’t make anymore excuse right!?’, Shizuku-ojousama threw out all the inside of her heart that had been distressed since the incident from where she was taken deep into a mountain the other day.
Shuuzou put his hand on his chin and made a deeply pondering face, then……
「Those people with intense killing intent, in the end, they were taken care of by you alone though……」
「Wha, what? I didn’t kill them or anything……it was a legitimate self-defense.」
「No, there is no complain or anything. The opposite, everyone was impressed with your strength. Talk of marriage to welcome you as bride into their family no matter what, or for their son to become this family’s son-in-law is flooding here……」
「Perhaps I should cut them all along with their soul just as I thought.」
‘Wait, that’s not it!’ Shizuku noticed that the topic almost got diverted. She glared fiercely at Shuuzou-ojiichan.
The disciples of the dojo were pretending to recover with meditation while thinly opening their eyes and observed the way the talk was going. Shuuzou let out a deep sigh.
‘So you finally give up’, Shizuku thought and sharpened her ear to listen to the truth of her family. But,
「Shizuku. There is no way ninja exist in this age. Stop running from reality already.」
「Okay, Ojii-chan. You’re asking for war aren’t you?」
When she thrust her hand in a ‘come on’ gesture, a black katana flew in by pulverizing the dojo’s wall. The young detective Yamasaki-san got blown away by the impact and he fainted.
By the way, the disciples of Yaegashi-style were treated like family of Yaegashi house, so they inevitably got told of Shizuku’s fantastic circumstance. Even when a black katana came flying, they weren’t shocked because their perception had been chopped off from normality.
Even the police duo prioritized their Yaegashi comrades rather than police rule so there wasn’t any problem. Rather, they were dreaming of the day where they would deal the death penalty to Hajime who stole away their beloved “Ojou” and trained themselves day and night.
Like that, the war of Ojii-chan and granddaughter finally began――
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「Oi, Shizuku. Why are you in a daze? Do you feel like crashing on a power pole?」
「Hah!?」
Her arm was pulled. When she noticed, she was being embraced by Hajime, with that she returned to her senses. ‘What she wanted to recall wasn’t that!’ she thought and shook her head……「Kyah」 she raised her voice.
There was a power pole right beside her. If her arm wasn’t pulled by Hajime she would be in a crash course with it.
「So, sorry. When I tried to recall the time when I was asked to do this, I got filled with killing intent toward the absurd daily life with the disciples or to Ojii-chan instead.」
「Yaegashi familyy~」
Each time Hajime intruded to their house, he would get attacked by everyone of Yaegashi house as though it was an act that was as natural as breathing. Hajime’s expression looked pained remembering that.
People like police officer in active duty, or lawyer, or SDF officer, even though they were people whose occupation was to protect, they would say 「Nagumo Hajime! Death penalty!」 or the like and attacked to kill. He believed that lot ought to change their occupation.