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    “Now, today I brought a student I especially cherish for swordsmanship lessons. He is your senior. He will help you with your lessons today.”

    why,…

    Why on earth….

    “Hello. I am Assyria, here to help you with your swordsmanship training today. Please take care of me.”

    Assyria is here!

    “Wow, daebak! If it’s Senior Assyria, isn’t he a sword master?”

    “You’re a famous person at school.”

    “And I’m seeing you for the first time. You’re so beautiful. Seriously… Are you the same person?”

    I never thought I would meet Assyria again like this.

    …..Oh, is it really that time?

    At the beginning of the episode, Assyria and Raon’s first meeting flashed through my mind.

    You fell in love with Raon at first sight, right?

    It was a scene that came so quickly that I didn’t even think about it. There wasn’t much content other than the fact that I fell in love.

    I glanced at Raon next to me. Raon was looking at Assyria with a blank expression. As expected, it was the face of love at first sight.

    Well, Assyria is really beautiful.

    My favorite character.

    If Assyria from five years ago had a youthful beauty, Assyria now, as a full-grown adult, was showing off a mature beauty.

    Her silver hair, which fell to her waist, was shiny and her blue eyes were deeper than before.

    What about that body that came out when it was time to come in and went in when it was time to go in… Even though it was covered by a kimono, it really couldn’t be anything but a fraudulent body.

    At that moment, my eyes met with Assyria’s, who was looking around at the students. I quickly lowered my head.

    ‘…..You don’t recognize me, do you?’

    It was Assyria who cut my bangs.

    The last thing I remember seeing was Assyria, so maybe that’s why I’m nervous.

    “Now, Assyria is a sword master as you all know. Assyria has specially shown you his sword skills. This is a rare opportunity, so everyone, focus and watch.”

    “Yes!”

    Everyone looked at Assyria with expectant faces.

    Asira stood a little further away from the students and took a deep breath for a moment.

    Assyria took a deep breath and drew his sword.

    The sharp silver sword sparkled in the sunlight. Soon, a silver aura blade began to appear on the sword, the clear evidence of a sword master.

    “Wow… Awesome!”

    “Is that the Auror Blade I’ve only heard of?”

    “It’s really beautiful when you see it in person.”

    Assyria started with basic swordsmanship, wearing the Aura Blade.

    Sideways cuts, straight cuts, diagonal cuts. Starting with straight cuts, he progressed to intermediate sword techniques with increasing difficulty, and finally showed a sword technique that Assyria himself invented.

    The sight of the silver aura blade following Asiraa as she moved was truly like a painting.

    ‘Really…. cool.’

    Although Assyria was strong enough five years ago, it has grown beyond comparison to what it was then.

    I was starting to think that if we were to fight Assyria again now, it would be a bit burdensome.

    “…..Waaah!”

    As the Assyrian demonstration ended, cheers erupted from the children’s mouths.

    The professor also clapped his hands with a pleased face. Assyria’s demonstration was that perfect.

    “Okay, our senior has taken the lead in showing us what we need to learn in the future, so you guys should show us too, right?”

    “….Professor! If we practice, will we be able to swing our swords like that?”

    Then one student raised his hand and asked a question.

    How could that be possible?

    That was the result of endless effort poured into overwhelming talent. It was literally a monster.

    “…..Of course. If you work hard, you can do it too. In that sense, let’s do the diagonal cut 100 times each that we learned last time! Ah, Jodell!”

    I was laughing at the professor for telling white lies when he called me.

    “Yes?”

    “Since it’s your first time today, let’s start by getting used to the sword. Let’s start with 100 slashes.”

    “…..Yes, I understand!”

    I feel it.

    I feel a hot gaze.

    I desperately tried not to look away and only looked at the professor.

    And so the class began in earnest.

    Fortunately, the only reason I felt eyes on me was because the professor called my name and gave me separate instructions, so Assyria’s gaze quickly disappeared from my direction.

    I felt relieved and started swinging the wooden sword that had been assigned to me.

    Everyone could see that Assyria was watching them, and their shoulders were tense.

    I didn’t want to stand out, so I just waved my hand around loosely.

    As I was getting bored and wondering when I would ever reach 100, Assyria came up next to me.

    I gulped. Again. Again. I looked.

    As I was walking around guiding students, it was natural for them to check my movements, but I couldn’t help but feel nervous.

    I felt like he was going to come running back at me at any moment, saying, “Are you the guy who beat me?”

    Because in the webtoon, the character who could never lose was Assyria.

    He may look cold and indifferent, but he was more fiery and simple than you might think.

    “…..There, you said Jodell.”

    “Yes, yes! That’s right.”

    “Are you by any chance….”

    I stopped swinging my sword and swallowed hard at the Assyrian’s continued words.

    Did I get caught?

    “……Do you have any siblings?”

    “Yes?”

    When Assyria questioned Assyria’s abrupt question, he asked again, point by point.

    “It’s a form above.”

    “……No. I am an only child.”

    “….Really?”

    With that, Assyria passed me by as if he had finished his business.

    What? Why are you asking that?

    I was curious, but I’m relieved that it doesn’t seem like I’ve been caught.

    “Okay, stop now.”

    I must have swung the wooden sword like that about 100 times.

    “Gasp, gasp….”

    “Ah, it’s over…”

    “It’s hard.”

    The 100 swings time is up.

    As soon as the professor finished speaking, people all over the place fell to their seats.

    I, too, pretended to be having a hard time and followed them. I didn’t want to stand out.

    The only ones standing there with a straight face were, as expected, Remi, who was good at training and had good stamina, Raon, who was talented with swords, and a few other children.

    “….I propose a game to you.”

    The students, who had been tired of the professor’s words about games, showed curiosity on their faces.

    “This is a game that your seniors have specially suggested. It is said that Assyria will grant a wish to anyone who touches Assyria with a sword even once.”

    “What’s your wish?”

    “Anything?”

    A wish?

    My eyes widened too.

    Assyria seemed to really enjoy granting wishes. And now he’s asking for another wish…

    And they come to help students in class… who knows what kind of wish the mischievous students might have.

    But soon I thought, what if?

    Even if you made 100 wishes, there would be no one here who could touch Assyria’s body with a sword.

    Remi and Raon were also in trouble.

    It was a game with a set ending from the beginning.

    Then Assyria took a step forward, looked at the students, and said.

    “Yes. I’ll listen to anything. Anything I can listen to. Of course, it can’t be unreasonable.”

    “….Then will you go on a date with me?”

    Assyria nodded despite the mischievous schoolboy’s question.

    At that nod, everyone stood up from their seats as if they had never had a hard time and started to pick up their wooden swords. Everyone seemed to be brimming with enthusiasm. The professor who had been thinking opened his mouth.

    “Since Ashira made a wish, I’ll make a wish too. If you guys win, I’ll cancel all the remaining classes for today and give you the day off.”

    “Wow!”

    The students’ reaction to the word free time was more heated than Asira’s wish.

    Well, the best thing for students around this time of year is free time.

    I too got up from my seat in shock.

    “….You can all come at me. Come without hesitation, by any means necessary.”

    At those words, several enthusiastic students started rushing in with wooden swords.

    But they looked down on Assyria.

    Asira’s black sword blew away all of their wooden swords, and the students were also sent flying with their wooden swords, crashing into the wall of the training grounds.

    “Evil! My wooden sword!”

    “Aaah! My stomach!”

    One by one, casualties began to appear.

    “Let’s go again! One or two won’t do! Let’s all come together! No matter how great the Sword Masters are, if we all come together, we can’t win!”

    This time, everyone joined in on what one student said, but as expected, it wasn’t much different from before.

    One by one, the children began to fall.

    Those who remained swallowed their saliva and looked at each other.

    It seemed like he had finally realized that this game was impossible.

    At that time, Raon, who had been watching quietly, stepped forward.

    “…..Senior, you are as beautiful as a daffodil. My name is Raon. If I win, will you go on a date with me? Please!”

    With those words, Laon ran towards Assyria.

    It was the first time I saw such a serious look.

    It looks like he really wants to go on a date with Asira.

    But no matter how much of a protagonist he was, he couldn’t defeat Assyria, who was a munchkin and almost a leading role.

    In the end, Raon also swung his sword a few times before being hit by Asiraa’s sword and falling.

    Now the only people left were me and Remy, who sat there pretending not to care.

    Assyria’s eyes were turned toward me.

    “….Okay, next. Let’s jump in.”

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