Chapter: Yosh, let’s blow them up!
The discussion had reached its end.
Alexandre, having achieved his objective, decided it was ti to leave.
As he turned, preparing to depart, Asahi stepped forward. "Guess this is goodbye for now, Alex-nii."
"Tsk"
Alexandre clicked his tongue in annoyance but didn’t bother correcting the nickna this ti.
Instead, he summoned sothing into his hand—an old katana encased in an ornate black lacquered sheath, adorned with crimson streaks resembling flowing embers.
The hilt was wrapped in dark violet cloth, and the guard bore an intricate wave-like design, exuding both elegance and lethality.
With a sharp motion, he tossed it toward Asahi.
Asahi caught it effortlessly, his fingers wrapping around the hilt like it belonged there.
"Shusui..."
The mont he touched the sword, Shunsui’s faded, battered aura began to shimr.
Shusui almost pulsed—lighter, livelier—as if it were rejoicing at returning to its true master.
Without hesitation, Asahi unsheathed it in a single fluid motion.
!
Sothing caught his attention—his surprise was imdiate.
The cool steel caught the last light of the setting sun—
—yet it was no longer silver steel.
The blade beca obsidian black, overflowing with a black aura.
Deep and rich.
Alexandre and Sir Iceman stiffened at the sight.
....
The only one who should be able to draw that blade was Asahi himself.
But even Asahi seed montarily stunned.
When Shusui was fully revealed, the blade was no longer its usual pristine silver—it had turned black.
"Huh?"
He tilted Shusui under the light, trying to see if it was a trick of the eye.
No.
It wasn’t.
"It beca black." Princess Alice was stunned to see overflowing magic in the sword.
"...Well. That’s new." Lucretia amazes.
Chuckling softly, Asahi slid the sword back into its sheath and looked up at Alexandre, raising an eyebrow. "So you weren’t lying after all."
’Thank you for this. Alex-nii"
"Hmph, Piece of advice. If you want to hide your identity, make sure to hide your track well. As around the world all organizations are trying to find you now," Alexandre said coldly.
"Is that really so bad?" Asahi asked, genuinely surprised by the advice.
Alexandre smirks unreadable . "You owe one.."
Asahi stared at him for a mont, then chuckle. "You know how to make a guy feel special, huh?"
Ignoring him, Alexandre turned on his heel and continued to walk out, Sir Iceman suddenly speak,"By the way, Princess, your servants are losing their minds searching for you. You might want to ease their suffering and let them know you’re safe."
Alice’s mouth twitches, and she forgot to ssage them after kidnapping her.
She pressed a hand to her temple. "Ah! I forgot about that. You have my thanks, Sir Iceman. I suppose I should contact them as soon as possible..."
Sir Iceman nodded and put his hand on his right chest bow slightly to them. "Very well, it was a pleasure eting you all. Until we et again."
The two figures started getting far away.
Asahi remained where he was, gaze lowered to the sword across his hand.
The weight of the blade in his grip felt oddly reassuring, yet simultaneously, it carried a silent challenge.
He smirked, "Next ti, huh?"
"Hey!" He suddenly called out.
Before Alexandre could vanish completely, Asahi suddenly tossed sothing in his direction.
Alexandre caught it effortlessly, glancing at the small device with a red button in his palm.
[A/N: Switch like in Dragon Ball.]
"What’s this..?" Alexandre asked, eyeing the switch-like button.
Asahi grinned and shouted. "If you want to find . It’ll lead you straight to !"
Alexandre studied it briefly before pocketing it without a word.
Then he turned again and disappeared into the night.
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After the two leave, Lucretia and Princess Alice go inside the house.
Asahi, however, slipped out to the backyard.
The breeze was cool, rustling the grass and trees.
The sun is beginning to set.
Sitting in seiza on the soft grass.
Asahi laid Shunsui across his lap.
Asahi pulled a clean cloth from [Storage] and began polishing the blade in steady, thodical strokes—checking the weight and balance, clearing away unseen dust, and feeling the low hum of life beneath the black steel.
Looking at Shusui’s new form, a faint awe stirred inside him.
The blade beca black blade.
"impressive..So this is what you call a permanent black blade."
Even Amaterasu, floating at his side in her chibi form, peered at the blade curiously.
"It’s cool, right?" he broadly smiled cheerfully. "I guess, as a swordman, gaining a permanent black blade is a great honor, also as a sign of defeating a powerful opponent."
"I think that not all, Master." Amaterasu, looking at the black Katana as she read the knowledge from his master.
A Black Blade is a special existence for a swordsman, showing their fight and skill as their blade turns into a permanent black blade.
The sword is half of their existence of swordman, as it is the will and mark of the person to his sword.
Making a Permanent Black Sword is difficult to reach until a certain condition.
"It seems Shusui absorbed so divine beast of Typhon along with your Haki. It has the attribute of Dragon Slayer. That’s probably why it transford like this."
From thinking about Shusui before Zoro uses this sword, his previous wielder is known as the legendary samurai na Shimotsuki Ryuma gained a title sword god by defeating a dragon in his ho land Wano.
Asahi tried to infuse his Haki into Shusui.
The black blade beca darker,
Darker aura than before.
"Woah! Youre right."
Asahi quickly raised his Katana, realizing this, he beca prouder of his sword.
From within his being, Tet erged, stretching lazily before looking down at Asahi with a pleased expression.
"Not bad, Asahi. You managed to trick Alexandre." Tet mused, his voice carrying a note of pride.
Asahi shook his head and broadly smile back at Tet and replied. "I was just learning from the best, after all."
After learning Alexandre had stolen his things, Asahi guessed he was interested in their enchantnts or functionality, especially with Shusui.
The mont Alexandre analyzed them, he’d surely ask who made them
That was the perfect chance for Asahi to propose a deal.
What Asahi didn’t expect was how quickly Alexandre agreed to his request: to not expose his identity.
He was grateful for that.
Though Asahi didn’t trust him much at first—especially when they first t.
Making that deal provided assurance, even if he considered Alexandre his kin.
Tet grinned wider, suddenly pulling Asahi into a tight hug. "You’re making proud!"
Amaterasu watched the exchange from the side, her golden eyes felt inside of Asahi with quiet concern.
She tilted her head slightly, sensing his lingering thoughts.
"My lord, are you still thinking about ’that warrior’?" she asked gently.
Asahi’s expression twitched as he sighed briefly, his gaze flickering toward the fading horizon.
The question lingered in the air, unanswered.
"Well..anyone hearing this kind of information will surely not forget that, " Asahi casually replied to get in the mood.
Hence, another problem.
Especially when soone knows who they are talking about.
Asahi, having only watched the ani, read up on Campione Wiki entries.
There, he found ntions of a certain King.
[The King who manifests at the end of eras].
Also known as the strongest steel.
From what Asahi knows, the Strongest Steel is the final villain in these Campione.
If Campione is the Demon King, then Strongest Steel is the Hero.
Considering this type of scenario, it was an obvious thing.
The hero will co and defeat the demon king.
What surprised Asahi was that this person existed even before the plot began.
Asahi shifted his attention to Amaterasu and began to clarify things.
"I suppose as a goddess of this world, you know the na of that warrior, right?""
Amaterasu nodded solemnly. "...Indeed, Master. However, we divine beings are forbidden to speak his na—for the protection of the warriors who are blessed by all gods and fairies."
"Don’t worry, Amaterasu. I will not ask who he is or where he is. I’m not that curious to know who he is. I just didn’t expect soone already searching for him now." Asahi nonchalantly no longer cared about that guy.
Even when he talked about his na, the world seed to silence him.
He concluded the world is not allowing soone to speak his na from being(Campione/God) like them, especially from the humans..
Also, that guy is part of the main plot of this world, so surely, it’s not allowed.
Yet...
Asahi just decided to grow as strong as possible.
The first thing he wants to do is.
"Tet, did you manage to record it?" Asahi asked.
"Yeah, a full copy of their capabilities. Especially your brother." Tet handed him a rainbow-transparent plate.
Asahi took it. It displayed detailed profiles of Alexandre and Sir Iceman. during their eting.
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NA: Alexander Gascoigne
AGE: 21
RACE: Campione
CLASS: Sorcerer
TITLE:
[Son of Holy Grail Seeker][Adventurer][4th new generation Demon king][Thief one][Black Prince Alec] [Nobleman of God Speed] [Prince of Black Lightning][Leader of Royal Arsonist]
STATUS: Normal
Remark:
The mont he catches their interest, they will take it.
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(Passive) (Passive)
(Passive) (Passive)
(Passive)(Campione Physiology)
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