Only Weapon Master

A weekday when students have to go to school.

Ara followed her routine, opening her bag, taking out a pillow, placing it on the desk, and burying her nose in it.

With the mindset of going to dreamland at school today too, her breathing gradually became steady and she was about to fall asleep when.

“Ara! I heard you’re entering a competition…!!”

An urgent voice flowed into my eardrum along with hot breath on my ear.

“…Urgh…it tickles… Go away.”

I waved my hand, meaning don’t disturb my sweet sleep, but.

The person who spoke to me didn’t seem to want that.

“Whether it tickles isn’t important right now. This Reina is very upset. How could you not tell me such important news?”

Hah. What an annoying woman. Is that all she has to say after disturbing someone trying to sleep?

“…It’s obvious that our mom would tell you anyway, so why should I bother?”

I thought I wouldn’t need to inform Reina directly since my mom, Mrs. Kim Soon-ok, always contacts Reina and informs her when there’s something important.

“It feels different when it comes directly from the person involved.”

Reina was expressing her disappointment that I didn’t inform her directly.

‘No… Isn’t it all the same anyway…? Whether I tell you or mom tells you, isn’t it the same information?’

While I was grumbling inside, I saw Reina’s puffed cheeks and deeply furrowed brow.

Looking at her face, which anyone could see was expressing ‘I’m upset,’ I couldn’t help but sigh.

Haah… If I don’t improve her mood now, she’ll sulk alone again… Tsk, how annoying.

At times like this.

“I’m sorry. Next time, I’ll. Tell. You. Directly. That good?”

A quick apology is the answer. Of course, I don’t know what I did wrong, but when this girl gets upset, it’s extremely irritating.

“… Hmph. I won’t let it slide next time.”

Ah. Really.. F*ck, I feel like giving a uterus punch… Have I been treating her too nicely lately?

Why is she trying to have a power struggle with me like this?

No.. As a 52-year-old adult, I should be..understanding..

Ara hid her trembling fists under the desk, promising herself to be patient just this once, and laid her face on the pillow to try to sleep again.

♦♦♦

Reina wasn’t in a good mood from the morning.

The reason was that Ara didn’t directly inform her via KakaoTalk that she was entering a competition.

If she had heard after the competition ended, ‘Ah. Right, Reina, I entered a competition after a long time and won,’ she would have been extremely upset.

Of course, since her future mother-in-law(?) had informed her that Ara was entering a competition, such a future wouldn’t happen, but

Nevertheless, as a couple!

Isn’t it natural to share schedules with each other?

That’s why she was annoyed at Ara for not informing her about such a major event.

Well… What’s past is past.

“…Here the narrator is saying……so the answer is……this type of question always appears on the college entrance exam……”

Instead of the boring class, she began to fantasize about Ara mercilessly defeating opponents in the competition and then approaching her to propose.

Due to the side effect of imagining Ara approaching her after winning and saying, ‘Princess. I dedicate this victory to you.’

‘Ah… How… Just imagining it…ahut… And we’re in the middle of class…’

Reina’s panties started to get stained.

She thought about enduring since the break was coming soon, but.

‘Huht..it’s getting wet…’

As a result of the increasing moisture.

After asking for the teacher’s understanding, she ran to the bathroom, and.

— Pu..pushut

‘Hu..huhehet. A..Arayah♥’

She instantly relieved the desire that had risen sharply due to the imagination caused by(?) Ara.

Reina quickly shook off the moisture, went to the sink, washed her face with cold water to hide her red flush, and returned to class.

Unlike in the morning, with her mood somewhat improved, Reina sat at her seat beside Ara’s.

‘Hihi, sleeping face so cute-‘

She spent time until lunch admiring Ara’s snoring face, not even looking at the blackboard during class time.

“Ara. Wake up~ It’s lunchtime.”

“Uuu…what’s for lunch today… Sniff sniff”

After waking Ara, who was sleeping with her nose on the desk, Ara asked her what the lunch menu was, and she was about to answer when suddenly Ara put her nose to her body and sniffed.

“Wh-what are you doing, Ara-chang… If you do this here, hut…”

Although Reina didn’t dislike Ara’s sudden action at all, she still wasn’t mentally prepared..

“Reina. Your body smells like roses. Sniff sniff.”

Ah. So that’s what it was. Hing.

But. The scent of roses…? Could it be that… it’s because she did that…?

— Hiccup

“U. Um. I sprayed perfume today because the classroom smelled stuffy! Hehe.”

As Reina was still(?) too embarrassed to tell Ara the truth, she roughly covered it up by saying she had sprayed perfume.

“Really? Reina usually doesn’t wear perfume… Well, whatever. Let’s go eat. What’s on the menu today?”

Thanks to Ara who woke up hungry, fortunately moving past the topic of her female pheromones, she quickly changed the subject by talking about today’s menu.

“Yeaah. Today it’s~ Kimchi, brown rice, seaweed soup, spinach, yellow croaker…”

“F*… ck, cod-dari… Let’s just go to the snack bar, Reina.”

Ara’s face instantly hardened as soon as she heard “cod-dari,” and she suggested going to the snack bar.

“Okay!”

Since she also disliked cod-dari, she answered with a bright smile and tucked Ara’s arm into her chest as they headed to the snack bar together.

“…Reina, it’s suffocating… Let go a bit.”

She could feel Ara’s arm trembling in her chest, but.

“No~way. This is punishment for not telling me directly about entering the competition. I’ll be like this all day today, hehe”

Reina, who was still not completely over being upset with Ara, walked feeling the vibration in her chest.

♦♦♦

At the time when Ara’s arm was being suffocated by Reina’s chest.

Inside a kendo hall in Osaka, Japan.

“Kuh… That’s impressive.”

“Did you see it too. That strike filled with spirit.”

“Yes. At that level, she’ll show those Korean kids a thing or two..”

At the Murata Kendo Hall, which housed Japan’s genius kendo girl, they were whispering while watching a girl practicing.

The refreshing sound of the bamboo sword every time she moved her arms elegantly.

-Tack!

— Head! One point!

The match ended instantly with her perfect strike that exploited her opponent’s weakness.

As soon as the match ended, the members who had been watching her beautiful and elegant swordsmanship began to applaud.

-Clap clap clap

— Senior, you’re amazing!!

— As expected. Japan’s genius swordswoman!

Everyone who saw her skills did not hide their admiration.

“Good work. Sayaka”

“Yes. Thank you.”

Gojo Sayaka.

Known as Japan’s famous genius kendo girl, she’s evaluated as having enough skill to face adult men.

Moreover

“”…Wow””

“”Kyaa!!!””

The exclamations from men and cheers from women as soon as she took off her face guard.

Perhaps due to the stuffy interior of the face guard and the summer weather.

Sweat droplets were flowing down her nape, and her bangs were wet, creating a strange sensuality. And her bare face with snow-white skin. Delicate features with distinctive pink hair.

Moreover, the highlight was her chest line, which looked transparent due to being soaked in sweat from intense movements during practice…

“”..Whoa, I need the bathroom..””

The young men couldn’t hold it in.

The male members hurried to the bathroom because of her seductive appearance, and the females glared at such men as pathetic.

That’s how much of a sensation Sayaka was, not just in kendo skills but also in appearance.

Even the young coach was almost captivated by her pheromones for a moment when the mouth of the master beside him opened.

“Tsk. Monkey bastards… How are you feeling, Sayaka? Your physical condition before the competition.”

“Good, father”

He, the master, was Sayaka’s father, Gojo Satoro. (For reference, he can’t do Domain Expansion. Of course, he can’t do Reversal either.)

She and the master were father and daughter.

That’s why he cursed at the male members who ran to the bathroom after seeing Sayaka.

Thanks to Sayaka’s father being the master, no male members approached Sayaka, so she felt very grateful to her father.

“I’ll be off then. I’ll wait at home.”

“Alright.”

Sayaka, politely informing that she had finished kendo practice for the day. Satoro, solemnly nodding his head as a sign of respect.

You might think it’s too stiff for a father-daughter relationship, but in reality…

“Papa~”

“Sayakaa~~”

Sayaka, hugging Satoro as soon as he entered the house.

Where did the cold atmosphere between father and daughter seen at the kendo hall go?

The fact that they transformed into a clingy daughter and doting father at home was known to no one except for Satoro’s wife and Sayaka’s mother, Yumiko.

“Papa! I was something something today!! Hihi”

“That’s right, that’s right. Our Sayaka. You were something something today too!! Hahaha”

The two sat in the living room, reviewing today’s practice and chattering away.

“Both of you, dinner is ready, so let’s eat.”

“Okay! Mama!”

“Love you, honey~”

Yumiko shook her head at the two people whose behavior was so different inside and outside the house.

“By the way. Have you prepared your luggage for going to Korea, daughter?”

“Nod nod”

Sayaka, who was gobbling up food in a way that didn’t match her appearance, nodded with her cheeks puffed up like a squirrel.

“Haha! I’m looking forward to it. The expressions of the Korean buds that will be trampled by our Sayaka, I mean hahaha!!”

Satoro was truly looking forward to it.

Not because she was his cute daughter.

From Master Satoro’s perspective, his daughter’s skill was extraordinary.

If the scene of his daughter defeating all the Koreans in the competition and winning appeared on the news

-Shudder

“Mama~ Why ish papa mumble mumble”

“Hey. I told you to swallow before speaking.”

-Gulp

“Papa. Why are you shivering? Did you catch a cold!?”

“… Huhu. Sayaka, papa isn’t foolish enough to catch a cold at such an important time. Rather! As a father, can he have the appropriate mindset when his daughter is going to defeat enemy generals from another country!! So don’t worry about this father. Hahaha!!”

“? Munch munch.”

Not understanding what her father was saying, Sayaka munched on her food and looked at her mother.

“Huhu. Sayaka, if you’ve finished eating, go up and rest~ You have to leave early in the morning.”

But Yumiko just smiled. Sayaka only heard her say to take care of her condition.

“Yeaah. Okay. I’ll go to sleep then. Good night~”

“Sleep well, Sayaka hahaha!!”

So Sayaka went to her room for tomorrow’s competition, and her wife went to do the dishes after dinner ended.

And Gojo Satoro..

[Asia’s First Billboard Rappers. They’re Japanese!]

[Kino Koji Joins Premier League’s Man City.]

[Premier League’s All-Time Assist Ranking 5th, Yuuji Shinnosuke]

He was sitting on the floor, searching for national pride (J-pride) articles and VTube videos on his smartphone.

He was addicted to national pride dopamine to a serious degree.

He imagined his daughter winning at the Korea-Japan Kendo Competition.

[Imagination) Gojo Sayaka. America wails, China trembles, and Korea pounds the ground in jealousy of Japan’s number one female swordswoman]

‘Kuh… Hehe…hehehe!!!’

He was already getting excited imagining his daughter smiling brightly and becoming famous in Japan.

Objectively, the level difference between Korean kendo and Japanese kendo was clearly in Japan’s favor, and even within Japan, his daughter was very outstanding, so it was an excitement based on evidence, but.

He didn’t know.

“Huaawn~”

“Ara, isn’t it a bit too relaxed for tomorrow’s competition?”

“It’s not like being tense will make things go better.”

“But still…”

“Yawn. Why are you so nervous? It’s not like you’re the one entering the competition, master. Well… whoever shows up”

“They’re all my food anyway lol”

That a monster lived in Korea.