Inazuma swordsmith named Senko Muramasa

Inazuma swordsmith named Senko Muramasa

Author: Wu Ge

Introduction:

By completing the forging of the Holy Sword of the Stars in the Fairy Kingdom and buying the last bit of time for the girl, the individual named Sengo Muramasa finally fulfilled his mission...?

"Even if the guidance has been broken, please become the king of Teyvat."

Independent of Valhalla, she becomes an extra individual with "another personality" and embarks on the second difficult life of a woman.

Extra: Extra: Special Program: Tianyuan Flower

Somewhere in an unknown time and space, an unknown place.

This is a room. White is the main tone and the color that creates the impression here.

The red dot in the white is the "host" here.

"Hey, everyone. Are you satisfied with the story so far?"

In the center of the room, Muramasa sat behind a semi-curved long table and greeted the "spectators" who were somewhere unknown.

"Due to some troublesome reasons, this old man was suddenly summoned to this inexplicable place."

"Should I call it lucky or unlucky? Anyway, it's not a troublesome commission, but it's also the type I'm not very good at."

"And the person being interviewed is also..."

He was silent for a moment, then he complained bluntly:

"The original recording time was supposed to be a few days ago, but that guy simply broke the appointment, so I had to wait a few more days."

"And it seems that guy wants me to wait a little longer... He's a very willful guy, isn't he?"

"Anyway, let me take this opportunity to briefly introduce this program."

"I am Sengo Muramasa, not Saber, nor an Alterego, who are all side characters."

"Anyway, that's the word that guy gave me. Even I'm not quite sure what it means..."

"Then there's this program—simply put, it's a place where we answer all sorts of questions, though I don't know how they were collected."

"Huh...? Oh, the client told me to emphasize that this program is free... Is it a promotion or something?"

"Is this the first episode? Since there are no questions, we invited a special 'guest'. Oh... the timing is perfect, that guy is here."

In the seat next to him, the ether was entangled and emitted strange fluctuations, gradually forming a dashing female figure.

"Sorry, sorry! I just dealt with some trouble and rushed back from the end of cause and effect. I shouldn't have missed the interview, right?"

A cheerful female voice greeted the audience before her face.

Her long white hair was tied up high at the back of her head, and it was messy and stubborn, just like her personality.

The visitor was none other than the unrivaled ronin swordsman—the gorgeous flower of Tengen, Miyamoto Musashi.

“It’s too slow.”

"The show has been delayed for several days because of you."

Muramasa had an undisguised look of disgust on his face.

"Huh?! Has it been so many days already?"

Surprised, her cheeks then flushed with embarrassment.

"Ah~ Grandpa Muramasa should also be aware of my troublesome constitution that would cause the Bodhisattva to call me away, right?"

"It's impossible to stay in one place for long, but even so, I still come back to you."

"Well, perhaps it's the bond engraved between us that's drawn us together. Anyway, please forgive me for my sudden disappearance!"

The dashing Tianyuan Flower nodded, as if to say that there was indeed a deep connection between them.

"The interview is back~!"

Muramasa simply smiled at her calm and energetic remarks.

"You are truly at ease, you female warrior."

"But then again...I am the one who is leading this interview."

"What do you want by stripping me of my status without any hesitation?"

The half-joking complaint was ignored by the Tianyuan Flower with a knowing smile.

"Then, first question."

Without dwelling on this issue any further, Muramasa got straight to the point:

"You've traveled through many worlds before, right? How does it feel to travel around like this?"

When asked this first question, Musashi was stunned at first, as if he had never thought about it before, which made Muramasa couldn't help but complain:

"Didn't that guy reveal the problem in advance before summoning you?"

"Well, no." Musashi shook his head, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"Hey, hey... Aren't you worried about any accidents happening during the live broadcast?"

It wasn't the first time he had encountered such an unreliable employer, but he still felt deeply disconnected.

"Isn't it good? Ahem... back to the topic!"

"What are your thoughts on traveling through various worlds? Ha, although the old man doesn't seem very happy, it's an expected question for me."

Her words seemed to be both self-praise and self-mockery, and her eyebrows were honestly bent to the sides:

"After all, not everyone can drift in different worlds like fallen leaves."

Muramasa didn't interrupt, but closed his eyes silently, waiting for her to continue:

"Hmm—frankly speaking, it's very troublesome. I won't be accepted by any world, and there's no so-called home to go to. I can only continue on this endless journey day after day."

"I might be enjoying a peaceful life right now, but tomorrow I might be haunted by strange things and forced to fight demons. Ahhh... that's annoying, isn't it?"

The time she spent in Chaldea flashed before her eyes, and then she froze in the moment she faced the existence that forced her to abandon this "place of residence".

Then, he took a deep breath to make his voice sound more relaxed:

"But wandering, not knowing what I'll face next, is exactly how I live. Wandering in the gaps, exchanging swords with numerous masters, for a warrior, there is no better training than this."

"Of course! Besides my achievements in kendo, I also gained some memorable connections, including Ritsuka and Grandpa!"

"Although the current grandpa might not remember it, right?"

My last impression of Muramasa was in that Lostbelt, when he stood on the side of the enemy of human nature.

"No, I remember."

"Whether it was that time in the thatched hut or that time in Olympus."

Muramasa corrected, causing a flash of surprise to cross Musashi's face.

"Hey, but Grandpa, you're not..."

"Although the memories of Saber and Alterego's two summons are indeed not interconnected, there are always exceptions, right?"

Muramasa argued, looking up at the room again:

"This room is the exception. You and I are also the exception to this."

"By the way, that guy really didn't say anything..."

"Even if it's secrecy, it's going too far."

"Haha~ Isn't this pretty good?"

Learning this result was actually a pleasant surprise for her. This feeling of surprise at regaining something she had lost was more pleasurable than simply being told:

"Hmm, um, right, about that question! If you want to delve deeper into this topic... please do an interview!"

She suddenly thought of her wandering experiences in the previous worlds, and her eyebrows suddenly danced with joy:

"Any name is fine, like 'Rogue Story,' revealing the secrets of the two-day first-class tour, like a modern TV show where the guest in front of me gets paid a few grand for their appearance!"

"You're truly obsessed with money...you money-obsessed warrior."

The female warrior was suddenly called a money-obsessed warrior, and Musashi, who had been delusional for a while, finally regained his composure:

"Well. So, I'm used to living a nomadic life. I'll put all the unpleasant things behind me and enjoy every moment of this wanderer's life."

The first question was successfully concluded, and it was also a rare opportunity for this frivolous guy to answer seriously.

"Oh, that's a very good attitude."

Muramasa also casually praised him, but followed up with a teasing remark: "It's just that, such a carefree attitude... Could it be that your casual use of any means in battle is also due to this personality?"

"Ahahaha... maybe it's because of this personality that he got punished and ended up like this?"

Thinking of the wandering journey caused by "becoming a blank sheet of paper", Musashi laughed at himself.

"That's right." Muramasa replied without any malice.

"Ahhh~! You absolutely refuse to deny that this is retribution! Grandpa, you're as direct as ever."

Musashi protested.

"How can I comfort you with what I just said? Really..."

Ignoring her protests, Muramasa turned to the last question:

"But you only prepared two questions?"

"Isn't that too little? What... what do you mean by too many questions might lead to too long content..."

"What kind of show is this?"

Musashi didn't really care, he just said "oh" twice:

"The perfect moment has finally arrived! Let's present this final chapter neatly!"

"Yes Yes."

Different from the lively atmosphere over there, Muramasa has a strong class atmosphere:

"One last question. What do you think of that swordsman, Sasaki Kojiro?"

"It's an interesting question, enough to liven up the atmosphere of the show. But please don't blame me if the ratings are bad, haha~ After all, I'm not a wandering entertainer."

Musashi symbolically excused himself with two sentences:

"Capturing the direction of the battlefield is certainly not a problem, but as for whether or not one can capture the audience's attention... that lies beyond the realm of the swordsman's skill!"

In response, Muramasa secretly complained:

Are you really not a wandering artist?

At this moment, he recalled the scene in Shimotsuna Province in his mind.

But seeing that the other person was thinking carefully, I didn't say what was in my mind.

"My view of Mr. Kojiro is simple. Only when the five wheels converge and become one, can one reach the realm of Isha."

"When crossing swords with a pure and clear mind, every moment feels like eternity, and every great strike is imbued with the true meaning of the heart."

Having said this, she drew her sword from her waist.

With the tip of his right hand, he gently pushed the hilt of the long sword, drawing a beautiful pattern in the air, and then wiped it a few times with the cloth on his shoulder as usual.

"To me, Sasaki Kojiro is our destined rival, a nemesis we shouldn't have met. It's true that we met because we were burdened with karma that we shouldn't have to bear."

"But fighting in a deathly realm anchors each other's wills. Even if we lose our lives and turn into flying droplets, ending a life of emptiness, we will have no regrets."

Having said this, she sheathed the blade that was swirling in the air, and the smile on her face blossomed into an even more dashing smile:

"Because I followed my own desires and did something crazy, I was able to grasp the thing I longed for before I died."

Muramasa opened his eyes and frowned slightly, but still followed the guidance in his mind and asked:

"That guy asked me to ask you something—after all, he was the one who killed you, so don't you have any other thoughts? Also, what about Sasaki from Chaldea?"

When Muramasa finished speaking, Musashi shook his head decisively: