I was the day of entrance ceremony in grade school that I got to know of Fushimi Hiiragi.
I completely became an indoor type at that time, I was a child who likes to watch games and anime alone inside the house rather than playing with friends outside. And with that, I ate a lot, sleep a lot, and didn’t move much so I grew fat, the surrounding children were often making fun of me.
It’s annoying when people are making fun of me, I got mad and fought violently. I was way stronger if I started a fight. That is why bad children had enjoyed making fun of me who got mad as I ran after them. I was slow-footed so I can’t win by chasing after them, I don’t have stamina too so I immediately get tired.
Continuous defeats, it is law of the jungle in children’s world, people who found a toy and played with it had increased. Pride didn’t allow me to seek help from adults, afraid of getting in contact with people as an unsightly fatty, I became a shut-in inside the house.
My dark childhood ended and I entered grade school. I was nervous and anxious with the new environment, I had no choice but to be scared. During that, you and I met.
Coincidentally in the same cla.s.s, and sat next to each other as seats with attendance numbers were arranged by name order in male and female. I felt my heart beating the moment I saw you. I have never forgotten your cute face and high voice when you talked to me.
It was the moment I fell in love. The gray world regains its colors, and all the troubles until now didn’t matter. Love is great.
At that time I was too disappointing and exposed my awkwardly disgraceful behavior. I would faint just recalling how I was too pathetic. It’s stupid how my voice stuttered, then only gave out my name and didn’t continue talking,
I have been looking at you for a long time since that day. I kept chasing your back. I felt happy just longing about you, loving you, and being by your side.
Simply become the best. The only solution is to change myself.
You were a child who developed early compared to others. Legs were fast, also good at studying, and knew a lot of things. I did not want to be defeated by you who were like that. I wanted to become a man suitable for you.
After that day I was defeated in sports test, I ran every day. If I didn’t win with test scores, I desperately studied. Insufficient score, I continued studying to compensate my scores which had been falling behind.
But there were not many conversations between you and me. I’m afraid to be hated by you, it was an unexpected pleasure to talk with you once in a while.
Seasons went by, my feelings being found out by your best friend became one big turning point.
In some way, following overbearing and outrageous commands that even looks like a threat, the distance with you who I did not have much contact with was shortened. That’s why being handled conveniently wasn’t unpleasant. Instead, I was really thankful for being near you.
Compulsory education ended, that is to say the deciding factor in selecting high school was the school you were entering was a secret.
I spent more than half of my life watching her, so don’t underestimate me who had been watching Fushimi Hiiragi for a long long time.
The more I looked, the more similar its appearance with Fushimi Hiiragi. Balanced motions, the way the body moves, hair length and chest size, even up to the fingernail length are completely similar. I don’t exactly know how much. Because neither the eyes filled with malice or expressionless face are conclusive.
That isn’t Hiiragi-san, my instincts told me. My body’s mesmerized and hardened heart ignited and flared up immediately.
The distance shrank and I entered inside her range.
A blade swung diagonally from above, that aimed at the gripped section of the cypress pole and it was knocked away.
「Who are you, having the same face as Hiiragi-san isn’t funny. d.a.m.n it!」
Without even caring about the meaning of my words, she swings her naginata. From the side, below, the sent out slash resembles a familiar movement.
I know Hiiragi-san has the experience of learning naginata. The home video which I begged to borrow from Dekoko captured that figure, I know since I have watched it many times.
That person swings completely like her, handling the naginata skillfully.
It is really irritating. The Dungeon Master and the demon who arranged this should die.
Waiting on the other side of the second door is a person intimate and important to me, a person I’m deeply concerned with. If that person turns out to be an enemy, I will be shaken.
Wearing the same appearance and having the same mannerisms, a false existence. Even if I know it in my head, a moment of hesitation in my judgment, I might regret it if I kill her.
This is a tutorial. But perhaps, it should not actually die. Still, there might be those who die without noticing that the enemy they faced isn’t the person himself.
The pain is real. Am I able to kill and make the opponent suffer? Will I be able to have faith in the future? Do I really want to doubt it?
「s.h.i.thead!」
It is a disgustingly effective trick. The Dungeon Master has done a really good character.
I reacted too late to the attack aimed below that was trying to cut down my legs, the cypress pole collides with the blade. The wooden pole surprisingly defended against the sharp blade, and produced a sound like metals that struck each other
The cypress pole is seriously a big hit. Despite its appearance is no different from a wood or rather the very thing itself is wood, it wasn’t cut thoroughly even after clashing with an edged weapon, it is too st.u.r.dy that there’s not one bit of scratch.
Without any breaks, I defended in opposite direction before it hits. Letting out consecutive attacks from up and down, left and right, I was not careless even for a moment.
To avoid the sharp stab, the approaching finishing blow aimed at my neck, I threw my head back. I parry the attack that tried to continue by swinging the cypress pole, opening the distance somehow.
How do I fight the opponent with this useless thing? Even if I want a spare time to think, attacks were repeated without even time for me to catch my breath.
Avoid, parry, defend, and dodge. It is a one-sided defensive fight. It will be bad if i try to forcibly go near her, it is hard to close the distance.
Despite constantly moving, she didn’t catch her breath even once. I doubt Hiiragi-san had that much endurance. But I don’t have time to think about that deeply.
It got caught in the blade’s movement like drawing a circle, parrying the cypress pole. I desperately dodge the attack aimed at my defenseless abdomen. The opponent’s method is one step higher in terms of technique. In addition to this, the acc.u.mulated fatigue until now is obstructing my concentration, Although there is still room now, It will be disadvantageous for me if it becomes a drawn-out fight.
A long game is beyond me. I can’t win with technique. It is also impossible to take it to a match of strength. If that’s the case, how can I win?
I throw a blow with all my might against a sideways flash. The impact of the strike repelled the naginata, Seeing an opportunity, I restrained the gripping section before closing the distance.
It’s really difficult. I’m not pleased with the face identical to Hiiragi-san.
But I found one opening.
The pole and naginata crossed and meet several times. The weapons collided and a hard sound was heard.
Upper right, upper left, sideways, consecutive attacks. It is impossible for me right now to breakthrough from the front of the attacker outside the suitable time. So at least I will defend or avoid it.
In order not to miss the only wining move that I thought of, I waited for it to come.
I endured and endured, got carried away in the stream of the slashes sent around, and then intentionally made a gap. I knew it would come. I waited for a piercing thrust aimed at my abdomen.
When an arm is stretched out, even if pulled back from there or swing, there will be a momentary gap. I will not miss it and seize that small opportunity.
I stretched out one hand and caught the part of the handle.
It is a simple story. I, who had been walking for a long time, probably have no chance of winning a long fight with my remaining strength. I can’t say that my weapon is advantageous, I also have no chance of winning through skills.
But the opponent has the same figure as Hiiragi-san. I cleverly made use of her small and delicate body, she handled it skillfully but I obviously exceed her in straightforward physical strength. The proof for that is when the weapons clashed in front of me, I overpowered her and won. If that’s the case, there’s a chance.
My eyes are good since long time ago. I won’t lose the opportunity I already grabbed once.
I grabbed the handle and pulled with all my strength, throwing the opponent’s balance in disarray and she fell down. I grabbed the naginata forcefully after that and threw it far away.
I’m not scared of someone who lost her weapon.
I tried to get up and hold her down from above then restrained her movement by tying bother of her wands with my belt.
「Haa, haa, haah, I won!!」
While breathing heavily, I pinned down Hiiragi-san by mounting on top of her back and savored the aftertaste of victory.