Fuma-style assassination technique?
I asked, my expression one of bewildernt. Senior Fuma nodded in response and explained,
Its a one-line transmitted assassination technique with a history of 500 years. Its one of the secret arts of the Fuma Clan, passed down since the Warring States period.
Just hearing about its credentials, I could tell this was no ordinary martial art.
So, one-line transmission ans only one person per generation learns it?
Correct. Each head of the Fuma Clan learns two assassination techniques called Swift Wind and Rapid Thunder. My father, the 17th Fuma Kotaro, mastered these and was revered in the underworld as the Black Night Demon.
But why offer such a precious thing to ?
Senior Fuma answered seriously,
Swift Wind, the Huma-style assassination technique, was initially intended for superhumans to learn.
Superhuman?
The na Fuma Kotaro is a hereditary title passed down to the head of the Fuma Clan. And the ninja who is to beco the head undergoes rigorous training from a very young age to beco a superhuman, surpassing ordinary humans.
Hyoneko, who had been listening to the conversation, chid in,
The only historically recorded Fuma Kotaro is the fifth. He was described as 7 feet tall, muscular, with eyebrows curling up from below, and four fangs protruding like a goblin.
Isnt that an exaggeration?
Well, historical records often include exaggerations. But its certain that each head of the Fuma Clan was a superhuman. Sotis, due to the limited number of people who can learn it, outsiders are taken as disciples to pass down the technique to the next generation. Thats why were making this offer to you. Theres no one left in the current weakened state of the Fuma Clan to learn Swift Wind.
After hearing their story, I cautiously asked,
Has Senior Fumas father, the 17th head, passed away?
Senior Fuma gently shook her head.
No, my father left ho 10 years ago because he didnt want to remarry. Hes been out of touch since then. Hes probably living fine sowhere.
So, does that an I dont need to learn it?
But until my father returns, as the acting head, I have the duty to continue the clans tradition. Thats why Im offering this to you. As soone with an Extre Yang Constitution, you might be able to learn the assassination technique even without special training.
May I have so ti to think about it?
Take your ti. Its not sothing to be decided impulsively, as its a matter of human ethics.
I nodded to Senior Fuma, thankful for the offer.
Thank you, but marriage?
Senior Fuma tilted her head in confusion.
Didnt I just say? Its a one-line transmitted secret technique.
Thats right.
Learning the Fuma-style assassination technique ans youll beco our familys son-in-law.
I felt my mind go blank for a mont at Senior Fumas unexpected remark.
I thought, Dont suddenly bring out a romantic cody vibe in a place like this after all the battle story mood.
Im sorry.
I flatly refused Senior Fumas proposal, as I had not expected a sudden ntion of marriage.
Then, Senior Fuma, with a hardened expression, asked,
Do you not like ? Im confident in my appearance, and Ive received thorough training as a bride.
I felt a strange pressure.
No, its not about that.
I waved my hand and added,
I appreciate your offer, but I wonder if I really need to learn martial arts to beco stronger. I dont have ti for it during the sester, and Im already quite strong, arent I?
As I flexed my arm to emphasize my muscles, Hyoneko let out a light exclamation of admiration.
Senior Fuma seed montarily lost for words, perhaps recalling our previous one-on-one duel, but then shook her head and said,
Sure, you can probably defeat most opponents in your current state. But what if theyre at the level of a seven-star martial artist? Besides Ivan the Destroyer and my father, Fuma Kotaro, there are five other formidable martial artists in the world. If they co for you, you wont be able to handle them with your current strength.
Cant that be resolved through dialogue?
Through dialogue?
Yes. I dont think theres a need to accept every fight that cos my way.
Ive never considered that.
And not just for , wouldnt you also want to marry soone you love? Id prefer to marry through ordinary love rather than a marriage based on conditions.
Senior Fuma looked as if shed had a revelation, wearing a dazed expression after hearing my words.
I stood up.
Thank you very much for your offer today, but I dont think I can accept it.
After bowing, I told Hyoneko I would take my leave.
Wait a mont! Take this with you!
Hyoneko handed the Mirror of True Essence, the object I had touched earlier.
Once used, it cant be used by anyone else but you. Since youve already touched it, nobody else can use it, so keep it.
Isnt it expensive?
It is, but it was intended as a bribe, so its fine. Yukika and I will explain it to the elders back ho, so just pretend you didnt hear anything today.
Understood.
The real way to use the Mirror of True Essence is to channel your qi while looking into the mirror. Doing so will reveal your innate abilities.
After saying that, Hyoneko pushed back, adding,
Lets et next ti, not in this context, but as a staff and custor.
I bid farewell to Senior Fuma, still seated, and quietly left the maid caf.
Fuma Yukika was a very principled person.
Unlike her father, who left their hotown unable to forget his deceased wife, she was willing to sacrifice even her own body for the revival of her clan.
That was how she was raised, and she believed it to be right.
Since becoming the temporary head of the family at age 8, after her father left, she has undergone rigorous training every day.
This led her to master the Fuma-style assassination sword technique, Lightning Speed.
To preserve another martial art, Swift Wind, she needed to find a suitable husband.
This was her excuse to leave the stifling countryside for Tokyo.
At first, she was pleased.
She could et her cousins, who had left for work.
However, her situation now was completely different from her childhood.
As the temporary head of the Fuma Clan, she had to act accordingly.
She faced pressure for achievents from all directions, knowingly and unknowingly.
She diligently studied, worked part-ti at night for living expenses, and occasionally handled underworld matters to prove her worth as the temporary head.
The three years passed quickly, and she was soon facing graduation.
In about eight months, she would have to return to her suffocating countryside.
Although she felt a bit regretful, Fuma Yukika had no intention of minimizing her duties as the head.
It felt like she was becoming just like her father, who abandoned her and left.
Her life, which lived like a cog in the wheel for her clans revival, was completely turned upside down when she t a man nad Kim Yu-seong.
The weekend passed.
On Saturday, I t Senior Fuma at the maid caf in Akihabara, and on Sunday, we went grocery shopping together with the group mbers.
During this ti, I learned that Sakamoto Ryuji, the protagonist, lived not far from my house.
I knew we lived in the sa neighborhood since he visited my house for a al, but I never imagined he lived this close.
Just a five-minute straight walk from the intersection near my house, there was the luxury mansion where Sakamoto lived. Exaggerating a bit, it was so close that if you fell over, youd almost land at his doorstep.
After discovering this fact, not only did I find it intriguing, but Sakamoto did, too.
Why havent we ever seen each other when we live so close?
Exactly.
Honestly, it was a mystery to as well.
It seed that even the tis he took the subway werent much different from mine.
But the fact that we never t even once seed like more than just a coincidence.
Anyway, leaving ho a bit earlier than usual, I t Sakamoto on the subway and had that conversation, then joined Rika, who ca from the next car.
Sakamotos younger sister, glancing at us from beside him, caught my attention, but I pretended not to notice and checked the schedule on my smartphone.
Because today was finally the day we were leaving for Chiba for the field trip.
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