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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 201 – Succession Ceremony (3)

Chapter 201 – Succession Ceremony (3)

“Huff,​ you were hard‍‌⁠ to find.”

Saki‌⁠​ Hina complained as‌​ she brushed dried​‌ leaves from her⁠ clothes. At least‌⁠ this time, she​⁠ was dressed more​ appropriately.

Yes,⁠‌ this actually resembled‌​​ the traditional Japanese‍ attire I was‍​ familiar with. Not‍⁠ like that provocative⁠‍ costume she wore‍​ earlier.

I watched her with‌ a weary gaze.‌⁠⁠ Hina pretended not⁠ to notice my⁠​‍ eyes on her,⁠⁠ shaking out her‍ clothes with exaggerated‌ motions, as if‍‍‌ trying to forcibly​‌‌ change the mood.​

She​⁠‍ had shown up⁠ suddenly but clearly‍ hadn’t thought through‍ what to do⁠ next. Her eyes⁠​ darted about like‌ she was desperately‍ searching for an‍ idea.

I turned my head‍ to the side.‌⁠‍ Ryozo was glaring‌​⁠ at her with​⁠‍ a look that​‍​ could kill.

“Oh,‌‌⁠ look at those‍⁠‌ eyes. Is that‍‍⁠ how you greet⁠‍⁠ your sister? Not‍‍​ even a ‘hello’?”⁠

Seizing⁠ the moment, Saki‍⁠ Hina launched into‍ a scolding. Though⁠ she stole furtive​​⁠ glances at me,​‍ she seemed determined​‌ to show who⁠⁠ was in charge​‌⁠ between sisters. But‌ if she was‌ going to do‍‌‍ that, she could​‌ at least stop‌ her lips from‌‌ trembling.

Still,⁠‌ it was admirable‌​​ that she didn’t‌‍ back down. Most‌ people wouldn’t dare‍​‍ face someone who‍‌ had released that‌‌‍ kind of bloodlust‌⁠‌ on them. But‌ Hina wasn’t like‌​⁠ most.

“Ha,​‍ ridiculous.”

Ryozo,‍ who had remained​ silent, let out​ a dry laugh.​⁠ She ran a hand through her‍ hair, unintentionally messing‌‌ it up.

“You​‍‍ show up out‍‌⁠ of nowhere and‍ call yourself my‌‌ sister. So annoying.”‍‌

Maybe⁠ realizing she’d hit‌‌ a nerve, Hina‍ gave a nasal‌​ laugh and covered‌ her lips with⁠‍‍ her fan.

“Even‍‍‍ if we have⁠‌‍ different mothers, we⁠​ share the Saki‍​ name, don’t we?‌‌ And in that‍⁠‍ family, who’s treated​ you more kindly​⁠ than I have?”‍‌​

Feeling​​ she had control‌‌‌ of the conversation,‍‌‍ Hina grew bolder.‌ She opened and​⁠ closed her fan⁠‍‍ with smug satisfaction.‍

“And​ I see you’re‌‍ doing well. Even⁠ made some friends.”⁠​‍

Every​​​ word added another‍‍‍ crease to Ryozo’s​‌ forehead.

“But​​⁠ I’m still surprised.⁠⁠​ You always said‍⁠‍ you preferred being‌ alone. What made‍⁠ you change your⁠​ mind?”

“…….”​⁠

“It‌‍‌ doesn’t seem like‌ it was friendship.‍​ And you’re not‍ the opportunistic type‍‍ either.”

“What‍ are you implying?”‍

Hina​​ shrugged with a teasing smile and⁠ cast a sidelong‌⁠ glance at me.​⁠

“Nothing‌ at all. I’m‌ just glad to‌​ see my little‍‍‍ sister—well, half-sister—has grown‌ up.”

I simply observed in‍⁠‌ silence. Getting involved‌ in other people’s​​‌ family or emotional⁠‌‌ issues is never⁠⁠​ a good idea.⁠​

‘But⁠‌‍ what a strange⁠​ relationship these two​ have.’

Perhaps‍⁠ noticing my discomfort,​⁠‌ Hina abruptly fell⁠​‌ silent. Then she‌⁠ turned her neck‌‍ and looked at⁠ me.

“Why⁠ don’t you go‌ ahead? Am I interrupting your family⁠ reunion? Should I leave?”

I stepped forward. She,​⁠‌ in sync, stepped​ back.

“N-no!​⁠‌ It’s fine, you‍‍‍ can stay, Mr.‍ Kang Geom-Ma.”

Hina‍⁠​ forced a smile.‍ Her cheeks trembled,​ as if she‌‍ was barely holding​ her expression together.⁠

“I​‍ actually came to​ apologize for what‌‍ happened earlier today.⁠‌ I wasn’t looking‌ for Ryozo.”

“And⁠⁠‍ how did you‌ know I was​ here? Don’t tell⁠ me you followed‍ me. I made​‍ myself pretty clear,⁠‍ didn’t I?”

Hina‌​⁠ shrugged. She smiled​​ awkwardly as she​‌ explained.

“O-of‍​ course not. I got a tip‌‍⁠ from one of‍ our staff that‍ you were headed‌ this way and​‌‍ rushed over.”

“Hmm.‍⁠​ And here I thought you weren’t‌‍ that stupid.”

Hina​‌ gritted her teeth.‍‍‍ Of all Kojima’s‌‍‍ children, she was​‌ undoubtedly the most‍⁠⁠ loyal.

She⁠​ was willing to​‍‌ do anything to‍⁠⁠ earn her father’s⁠⁠ approval. And that​⁠ included winning over​ Kang Geom-Ma.

But⁠​ now that she‌ was face-to-face with‌ him, her entire‌​ body trembled. Her​​ fervent loyalty crumbled​ like a sandcastle‌‍ in the tide.⁠‍⁠

The‍ pressure from his⁠ bloodlust hung in‍ the air like​‍ a dark tide.⁠‌⁠ The sticky atmosphere‌‍‍ clung to the⁠ skin.

In⁠ the quiet of⁠​⁠ night, Kang Geom-Ma’s⁠​ presence provoked a primal fear.

He⁠ was beyond reckoning.‌ Not even her‍‌​ father could control⁠‌‌ him. And she‍ was supposed to⁠⁠ win him over‍‍‍ with conventional means?‍‌​ Ridiculous. No method⁠​‍ would work on‌ that monster.

“If‌​ you’re done, leave.​ Just seeing you⁠ is giving me‍‌​ a headache.”

Ryozo‌ gestured as if‍ to shoo her​ away. Hina covered‌⁠​ her lips with​‍⁠ her fan, hiding‍‍‌ her grimace. But⁠ she couldn’t hide‍‍ the red veins⁠ forming in her‍ eyes.

“Hoho,​‌‌ still such a brat. Even here‍ at the academy,​‍ your words are‌‍⁠ as sharp as​ ever. No wonder⁠⁠ your siblings avoid‌‍ you.”

“What‍​ a joke. As⁠ if it wasn’t⁠ because they hate‌​⁠ me. Honestly, I’d​⁠​ rather be alone⁠‍‍ than laugh with​ those idiots.”

“…….”​​‍

“And​⁠​ Hina, why are‍​ you suddenly playing⁠ the big sister​​​ role? It’s obvious​‍‍ you’re just trying​​ to look good⁠⁠ in front of‌ Kang Geom-Ma. Yes,⁠‌​ I admit you⁠‍ were the only‍⁠ one who ever⁠⁠ supported me a little. But in‌ the end, you‌ joined the rest,‍‌ didn’t you?”

Saki‌​⁠ Hina couldn’t answer.​⁠​ Because what Ryozo⁠⁠ had just said‍​ wasn’t a lie.​‌​ Just as she⁠ said, the rest⁠ of the siblings​​ had always been‌⁠ too busy resenting‌‍​ Ryozo.

It​ was five years​‌ ago.

The​⁠‍ youngest daughter of‍‌‌ the fourth wife,​‍ from the lowest⁠⁠⁠ rung of the‍​‌ lineage, was suddenly‌ declared heir by⁠ her father.

Everyone‌ was stunned. From‌ that day on,‌​ they turned their​ backs on her.‌​⁠

Even⁠​ Hina, who had‍ maintained a relatively‌⁠ good relationship with​​ Ryozo up until‍⁠​ then. She felt‍⁠ guilty about it,​‌ but she suppressed⁠ that feeling.

More‍⁠ than anything, Hina‍⁠ desperately wanted her‍ father’s approval.

Still,‍⁠‌ unlike the other⁠‍⁠ siblings, she never‌‍ went too far​ with the bullying.​​ That was her‌‌​ small bit of‌ conscience.

Though​‍‍ in truth, she‍‍​ was simply less​⁠⁠ direct. In the⁠⁠⁠ end, she took‍​ part like everyone‍​​ else.

Ryozo⁠ was subjected to⁠‌ Kojima’s brutal method⁠ of education. A form of instruction​ that wore down‍⁠ body and mind—but​‌⁠ she absorbed it‍‍‌ like a sponge.‌

Even⁠ in isolation, Ryozo⁠​⁠ endured. Her father’s​⁠ approval meant nothing‌​ to her.

What​ mattered to her‌‌ was that the‍​⁠ more her father‌ focused on her,​ the more respect​​‌ her mother received⁠‌ within the family.‌‍‍

Of⁠⁠⁠ course, the more⁠ that happened, the​⁠ more intense the‌‍‌ hatred in her‍ siblings’ eyes became.​

But⁠ back then, Ryozo⁠ saw those glares‍ differently.

She‌‍ saw them as‌ the envy of‍‌‌ the defeated. And​‌ it made her​⁠‌ laugh.

One‍ by one, her‍‌ allies in the​ family vanished.

The‌ maids who helped⁠​ her, the neighborhood​ kids she played​​ with… all disappeared‌‌⁠ like ghosts.

Until‍⁠‍ finally, there was⁠ only one person​ left beside her‌⁠ in the Kojima⁠‍ household.

And⁠⁠​ then, her mother⁠​ disappeared without a trace. At first,‍ she thought she⁠ had gone on⁠​​ a trip.

But​ it didn’t take⁠‌ long to understand.⁠​

Just⁠ like the others‌ who’d been close‍​ to her, her​‌ mother had vanished‌ like smoke.

All‌ orchestrated by Saki​‍ Kojima.

Ryozo‌ ran to him​​​ that same day.‍‍⁠ And before she‍⁠ could even scream‍​ or demand an‍⁠ explanation, Kojima admitted​⁠ it bluntly.

“Yes.‌⁠‍ It was me.”⁠‍‌

“W-why!?‍ I did everything⁠‌‍ you asked! What‌​ did my mom​‍ do wrong!? How​​​ could you just‍⁠⁠ cast her out—someone⁠‍‌ you married for‌‌ love!?”

“Ryozo.”​​

Kojima⁠‌ sighed and closed⁠‌‌ the book he‍‍⁠ was reading. Then⁠‍​ he walked toward‌‍‍ her, hands clasped​ behind his back.‌

“The​​ only person I’ve‌⁠⁠ ever loved is​​‍ no longer in​ this world. Your​ mother knows that,‌⁠ and she never​​‌ expected love from‌​⁠ me.”

“B-but…”​​‌

“I’ll‌‍​ make it simple.​​​ Your mother didn’t‌ love me either.‌ She married me‌⁠ for her own‍ reasons. Understand?”

Ryozo’s‌‌‍ young face was‌‍ soaked with tears⁠‍‌ and snot. Sobbing,‌⁠ she screamed.

“Even‍‍‍ if you didn’t‌​⁠ love each other,​‌ you didn’t have‌ to make her⁠‍ leave! Was it⁠ my fault!? Did‍ you think she’d‌‌ distract me or​‌⁠ something!?”

“Your‌⁠​ mother left you‌​ by her own​ choice. I simply​‍‌ honored that decision.”‌‍

“That…⁠ that doesn’t make​​ sense…”

Kojima⁠‌ turned his back​‌​ on her. With‌⁠‍ a shadow cloaking‍‌​ his figure, he⁠​‌ murmured quietly.

“She‌‌ said she wanted⁠ you to achieve​⁠⁠ what you desire⁠‌ most. She asked‍‍​ me to tell⁠ you that.”

That⁠‍ day, Ryozo lost‍‍‍ her entire family.​‌

***‌​‍

Silence,‍ heavy with sorrow,‌ spread across the​ area. Maybe it⁠‌ was the night‍ breeze chilling the⁠​​ air, but Saki​‌‌ Hina’s head felt‍‌ unusually clear.

For⁠‌ the first time,⁠​ she didn’t feel​‍ resentment toward Ryozo.‌‌‍

Perhaps‍⁠ her blind loyalty​ had finally dissipated,​‌​ letting a bit​ of fresh air‍ into her mind.​ And if that​⁠ was the case,​​‌ she owed it⁠ to Kang Geom-Ma.​

That‍ damn brat. The‍ more recognition she​ received from others,​​ the darker Ryozo’s​​ expression became.

‘Was​‌ Ryozo always capable⁠‌‍ of making that​ face?’

Her⁠‍‌ eyes, which Hina‍ hadn’t seen in‍‌ months, now shone⁠‌‍ with life. No⁠ doubt, that too‍⁠ was thanks to‍⁠‍ Kang Geom-Ma.

She​⁠​ still had that‍ insufferable look. And​‌⁠ it’s not like‍⁠ they’d suddenly become‌​⁠ loving sisters. But‌ even so…

‘Tch.’​​​

Saki⁠ Hina turned around⁠⁠‍ abruptly. In the‌ end, her attempt⁠⁠‌ to win over⁠‍​ Kang Geom-Ma had​‌⁠ failed miserably.

She‌‌ had no reason‌⁠‍ to stay any‍⁠‍ longer. Besides, just​ making eye contact‌ with Kang Geom-Ma⁠ made her knees​​‌ shake.

Just‍​‌ as she was⁠‍⁠ about to hurry‍ off, Hina spoke​ up.

“Hey,‍​‍ Ryozo.”

“What?”‌

“Such‌‌​ a rude way⁠​​ to speak to​‌​ your sister… Whatever.​‍ I just wanted⁠⁠‌ to say I might be able‍⁠‍ to find out​‌ where your mother‌ is.”

Ryozo’s‍‍⁠ eyes widened in‍ shock. Hina, looking‌​‌ uncomfortable, scratched her⁠ cheek.

“Don’t‌ get your hopes​⁠​ up. I’m leaving.”‍‍

And⁠‍ with that, Hina’s‌⁠‍ silhouette disappeared over​ the hill. Ryozo‌‍ clicked her tongue‍ and muttered,

“What‌‍ was that supposed​​⁠ to mean?”

The‍‌ calm returned to‌⁠ the area. While‍ I stood there‌‍ silently, Ryozo suddenly‍​​ spoke.

“Vixbig‍​⁠ sent you, didn’t‍ she? Because I’m⁠‌‌ going to become‌ a Hero of​ the Seven Stars.”‌

[Ah!]‍​‌

A startled voice came‌​ from my pocket.⁠ Ryozo, completely deflated⁠​⁠ like a balloon,‌ brought her hand‍​ to her forehead.​

“Seriously…‌ An AI that⁠ worries too much⁠‍ and doesn’t know‍ how to keep​​⁠ its mouth shut.‌⁠ I’m going to⁠‍ have to review​​ its code.”

[…]⁠

Ryozo⁠​‌ sank into the‍ bench. Then she‌ patted the seat‍‌ beside her with‌⁠‌ her palm.

“Looks⁠‌ like this is​⁠ going to take⁠‌‍ a while. Come‍​‍ on, sit and⁠ let’s talk.”

“…That…”​‍‌

“I’m‌ not angry. Kang​‍​ Geom-Ma, you didn’t‌‍‌ do anything wrong.‌ I’m not a child who lashes⁠ out at the​ wrong person. It’s​‌‍ just that…”

Ryozo​‌‍ hesitated for a moment and took‌‌‍ a breath. Then‍ she lifted her‌ eyes slightly and‍ murmured softly.

“It⁠ just… hurt a little. I thought‌⁠​ we were close,⁠‍‍ and yet I didn’t know anything‌⁠‌ about you.”

“……”⁠‍⁠

“But‍ you can tell‍‌ me your story‍ later.”

Ryozo​‌​ looked up. The⁠ clouds that had‌⁠⁠ covered the sky⁠ were beginning to⁠ clear, and the‍‌‌ moonlight bathed the‍​‌ academy.

Then​‌ she looked down⁠‌⁠ again and turned​‌⁠ to me. Her‌​⁠ blue eyes sparkled‌‍​ clearer than ever.‌⁠‌

“I’ll‍ tell you how‌‍⁠ I grew up,‌​‌ Kang Geom-Ma. And​⁠ when I finish‌⁠⁠ my story… you‍‍ can tell me‌ yours.”

***⁠

At⁠⁠ the same hour,⁠‌ in room 313‍⁠ of the academy’s‍⁠⁠ annex hospital.

Chief​⁠ Sung lay on​ the bed, deep⁠‍ in thought. He​ was close to⁠ being discharged, and‍​ afterward, he would​‌‍ be on extended⁠⁠‍ leave before returning‌​⁠ to the association.‌​⁠

“And‌‌‌ now I have‍​ to come up​‍⁠ with Kang Geom-Ma’s‌⁠ title…?”

Within‍⁠​ the Hero Association,‍‍‌ there was a special department in‍ charge of assigning‍⁠ titles. The Swordmaster,⁠‌ Changseong, the Sage,‌​ and Kojima… all‍​ the Seven Stars’​‍‌ titles had come‍‍‌ from there.

So⁠ why had this​ task fallen to‍​ him, someone still⁠​ hospitalized? Because of⁠ a direct order‌ from Changseong.

“Weren’t‌‍ you the one⁠ who personally witnessed⁠‌ Kang Geom-Ma’s actions?‍‌ There’s no one⁠ more suitable than⁠⁠​ you to name‌ him.”

Chief⁠ Sung let out⁠ a faint sigh.‌ In a hierarchical⁠​ system like this,​ orders were followed.⁠ And when it‌‍‌ came from the⁠​‌ number two of⁠​ the Hero Association,​‍ there was no‍⁠‍ room to argue.‌‌‌

“Even⁠ so…”

Kang⁠ Geom-Ma had saved‍⁠⁠ his life. To⁠ be able to‌ give someone like‍​‌ him a title—just‌​ the thought of​‌ it made his⁠ heart race.

“It‍⁠‌ has to be‍‍⁠ a title just‌‌ for him. Unique‌​ and irreplaceable.”

Chief​ Sung pondered deeply.‍​ The problem was‍‍ that titles containing‌ the character ‘검’​⁠‍ (sword) were already‌⁠ overused, Swordmaster, Sword⁠⁠ Emperor, Sword King,​ Sword Phantom.

Suddenly,​‍ Chief Sung turned⁠ his head toward‍ the window. The​ clouds covering the​‌​ sky looked like‍ a dark veil,⁠⁠​ reminding him of​​‌ Kang Geom-Ma.

“…!”‍​⁠

He‌‍⁠ quickly pulled out​‌ a notebook and​ wrote down two⁠⁠ characters.

His‍ eyes, staring at‌​ what he’d written,‍​ were filled with‌⁠⁠ resolve.

Chief⁠‍ Sung smiled, baring⁠ his teeth.

“Yes,‌⁠ this is it.”‌⁠

Without‌⁠ wasting time, he‌ took a photo‍ of the notebook‍ and sent it​⁠‍ to Changseong. The‌⁠​ reply came in⁠ less than a minute.

[Approved.⁠‌​ Go ahead.]

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