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A world where 'he' doesn't exist [1]

As my sword tore through the air in front of me, I noticed a trickle of sweat running down the side of my face.

 

It had been a while since I practiced with the sword, and I sort of missed this feeling. The discomfort, which I subjected myself to on a regular basis in order to improve my strength, was not something I particularly enjoyed. I much preferred this to that.

 

Swoosh—!

 

It had also been a while since I started sweating during my training.

 

Swoosh—! Swoosh–!

 

"I think that's enough for today."

 

A voice called out from the back, and I stopped.

 

I turned my head, and as I did so, my eyes stopped on Grandmaster Keiki, who was coming in my direction. He was grinning to himself in a relaxed manner.

 

"You've been training like crazy for the past few days; I think you should take some time to rest."

 

He tossed me a towel, and I grabbed it.

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