Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

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"Next, I want to practice my swordsmanship. Stella, could you keep me company for a bit?"

With a flash of dazzling light, the long sword Yuyue was already in Makoto Haramura's hand.

"Of course."

A fiery red lotus-patterned robe instantly draped over Stella's body, and flames roared around her.

"Come and serve me!"

Stella suddenly grabbed the flames that were rising in front of her.

"—The Dragon Queen's Sin Sword!"

……

Let's go back to yesterday evening, to the seventh training ground.

"Kid, do you know what other problems you have besides your major issues with the application of magic?"

Nishikyo Ningyin sat leisurely in her chair, her open folding fan maintaining about fifty times the force of gravity, firmly suppressing Haramura Makoto.

"Is there...any...other...questions...?"

Sweat poured down like rain from Makoto Haramura's body, completely soaking his black and white school uniform.

"It's your swordsmanship, kid."

"Speaking of which, how exactly did you manage to be so unbalanced in your studies?"

A mocking smile graced Nishikyo Ningyin's face.

"Even Xiao Hei himself said that there's no way he can teach you anything more about marksmanship."

"Your pistol handling skills are already very proficient."

"But why is it that you use the sword, which is also your inherent spiritual weapon, so poorly?"

"In my opinion, you're just like a complete novice."

This is a question that is completely inexplicable.

After all, from the very beginning, Makoto Haramura had never come into contact with this thing; the only melee weapon he had ever used was a dagger.

He knew absolutely nothing about swords, so he could only respond to Nishikyo Ningyin's question with silence.

"Never mind, but it'll be easier to teach you if you do it this way."

……

"Snapped--"

A crisp sound of impact rang out.

Faced with the sweeping attack of the Fierce Dragon Sword, Makoto Haramura immediately launched a hasty counterattack, deflecting Stella's sword strike.

"As expected, Stella's sword is very heavy."

"Although I don't know much about swordsmanship, the weight of Stella's sword was definitely transferred to my hands."

This time, Makoto Haramura did not choose to use his ability to enhance his speed.

Stella was simply wielding her sword with her own physical strength, without releasing her flames, just slashing with the Fel Dragon Sin Sword.

Both of them were using their inherent spirit suits released in their fantasy form, and neither of them was afraid of accidentally hurting the other.

"Hmph, so you noticed after all."

Stella was immediately pleased.

From the moment she awakened her power, she was discovered to possess the world's strongest magic and was hailed as a genius.

Whenever she becomes stronger, whenever she wins, she will be mocked as a genius behind her back.

It seems as if she didn't put in any effort at all, and became so strong simply because of her talent.

But how could that actually be possible?

To master this immense power, she put in far more effort than those who only talked the talk.

Those people will only blame her for their own laziness.

So she hates those guys who can only see her talent but not her hard work.

"In that case, I will continue my attack."

Now even more excited after being praised, Stella gripped the hilt of her sword with both hands and swung the greatsword around like a whirlwind, charging towards Makoto Haramura like a heavy armored vehicle relentlessly advancing.

"Hey, hey, hey, won't this put even more pressure on me?"

Haramura Makoto's lips twitched involuntarily. He took a step back and began to parry with his sword.

"Clap clap clap-"

Makoto Haramura and Stella took turns on defense and offense, respectively.

One keeps retreating, while the other keeps advancing.

They brandished their unique spiritual weapons, causing their swords to clash frequently in the air, producing a series of crisp sounds.

In terms of speed and strength, Makoto Haramura and Stella are now about the same level.

However, when it comes to the sophistication of his moves, he is far inferior to Stella.

Therefore, he was always forced into a defensive posture.

He was lucky, because he had been practicing shooting all along, so his dynamic vision was very good. Even though Stella wasn't going all out, he was still able to keep up, albeit with difficulty.

“Haramura-kun, if your waist drops another fifty centimeters, it will be easier for you to defend yourself.”

The intense and exciting training continued, but suddenly an unfamiliar male voice rang out.

But right now, Makoto Haramura has no interest in figuring out who the owner of this voice is.

My body instinctively did just that.

"Chong-"

Another clear, metallic clang rang out.

Stella exerted force with both hands, and Haramura Makoto perfectly blocked the knight's greatsword that was slashing down.

Now, the two of them had completely lost interest in continuing their practice and turned their attention to the source of the sound.

It was a boy standing in the bushes.

He was wearing a tracksuit and didn't look very muscular, but he gave off a very fit and strong vibe.

The boy had short black hair and was about the same age as himself.

The man who spoke to Haramura Makoto just now was this very man.

"Cheng, is this someone you know?"

Stella involuntarily frowned.

She thought the atmosphere was great just now, but this is what happened—she was interrupted by someone speaking directly.

Such a wonderful atmosphere, all wasted.

"No, I have no memory of him."

Makoto Haramura didn't even need to recall; he had only been in this world for a few days and knew only a handful of people.

"Feel sorry."

"I couldn't help but speak up because I saw some problems. These two students definitely don't know me, but I saw their battle at the tenth training ground yesterday. It was very exciting."

Touching the back of his head, the boy responded in a friendly manner.

"it's okay no problem!"

"The advice you just gave me was very helpful; I benefited greatly from it."

Unlike Stella, Makoto Haramura didn't show any disgust. Instead, she sincerely thanked the boy.

No one is obligated to help you, but if you have been helped, you should at least say thank you.

"My name is Makoto Haramura. I'm a freshman who just enrolled this year."

Makoto Haramura took a few steps forward, then extended his hand and placed it in front of the boy.

"My name is Kurogane Ikki, and I'm a second-year repeat student. It's nice to meet you."

Kurogane Ikki clearly showed a surprised expression, as if to say, why was Haramura Makoto being so friendly to him?

But his surprise was fleeting; he immediately reached out and shook hands with Makoto Haramura.

"Black iron?"

Makoto Haramura was taken aback and became surprised.

"Hahaha……"

Kurogane Ikki seemed to understand why Haramura Makoto reacted this way, as if he could only use such laughter to cover up his embarrassment.

In a sense, this laughter can be considered an affirmation.

Makoto Haramura was now certain of his answer.

"It really was you."

"So, what is your relationship with Heitie Yan?"

As if making a final confirmation, Makoto Haramura asked him for a final confirmation.

"It's my father."

Kurogane Ikki appeared increasingly helpless, having no other choice but to accept it.

Now, even Stella's gaze towards Ikki Kurogane changed.

It's not for any other reason than that the surname Kurogane holds a very important position and significance in Japan.

During World War II, the existence of a swordsman enabled Japan, a small island nation, to join the ranks of the victorious nations and maintain its superior position within the Allied powers.

His only asset was the swordsman, Kurogane Ryuma, also known as "Samurai Ryuma".

Stella looked up at the Black Iron Dragon Horse.

She came all the way to this Far Eastern country to study, just to emulate someone like Kurogane Ryoma.

However, Makoto Haramura knew Ikki Kurogane for reasons other than that.

He was because of the strange attitude that the Japanese branch manager, Kurogane Yan, had towards Shinguji Kurono when he was testing his abilities yesterday.

However, this senior, Ikki Kurogane, is very famous at this school.

Despite being a member of the Black Iron family, his magic power is only at the F level.

Therefore, this senior's academic journey can be described as quite difficult; in fact, this guy should have dropped out of school in the last semester.

But now he actually saw this senior at the same school.

This illustrates one point.

That's what Shinguji Kuro mentioned, who defeated her student despite letting the sea go.

"Stella, I know you're curious, but it's time to introduce yourself."

Seeing Stella still looking at Ikki Kurogane with curiosity, he knew that the princess must have noticed Ikki Kurogane's low magical power.

"Ah, I know."

As if realizing it too late, Stella stood beside Makoto Haramura and extended her hand in the same way.

"Stella Familiar, a freshman this year, please take care of me."

"Please take care of me."

For Ikki Kurogane, it was a very strange feeling.

Having grown accustomed to all sorts of ridicule and contempt, he had assumed that these two A-rank knights would despise him in the same way.

Surprisingly, these two people were able to treat him with a normal attitude.