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5.03% Life As Hikigaya Hachiman / Chapter 28: [28] Reuniting with Senpai

章節 28: [28] Reuniting with Senpai

After purchasing some food and drinks from the canteen, the two of them headed to the rooftop together.

Zaimokuza pushed open the rooftop door with a triumphant expression. "What do you think, my best friend Hachiman? I stumbled upon this great spot, and hardly anyone ever comes here."

Observing the vacant rooftop, Hachiman nodded. He, too, disliked eating in noisy environments and preferred the tranquility of a quiet place.

As he sat on the rooftop bench, an odd sensation washed over him, making it seem as if he were seated upon some sort of mythical weapon—a mere illusion, of course.

Unwrapping the packaging, they both bit into the yakisoba bread. The toasted, crunchy bread complemented the chewy noodles, along with the accompanying sauce and side dishes. Hachiman found the taste rather satisfactory.

Amid their lunchtime enjoyment, Zaimokuza's mouth hardly stayed still. Being a nerd with chuunibyou tendencies, their conversation naturally revolved around various two-dimensional subjects—like the latest episodes of the current season, newly released light novels, and so forth.

"Hachiman, listen up. Senju Muramasa-sensei's 'The Legend Of The Phantom Blade' is seriously amazing!" Zaimokuza exclaimed, his enthusiasm evident as Hachiman enjoyed his rice balls.

"'The Legend of the Phantom Blade'?"

At the mention of this familiar light novel, Hachiman lifted his head slightly.

He possessed a reasonable familiarity with this light novel. It was an immensely popular dark fantasy series set in another world, even spawning two anime adaptations. The novel's sales had surpassed a staggering 10 million copies.

"Besides this book, there's another novel I want to recommend to you called 'Sword Art Online.' Even though only the first volume is out, and the author, Wakamono-sensei, is a newcomer, I'm confident this book can hold its own against 'The Legend Of The Phantom Blade.' It has the potential to make waves."

However, Zaimokuza abruptly shifted the topic, his tone brimming with excitement. "But let me tell you, I'm certain that my own light novel won't pale in comparison to these two."

"Huh? You're writing a light novel too?"

Hachiman gazed at Zaimokuza with surprise. Wasn't this guy supposed to start writing light novels during his sophomore year in the original timeline? And he even sought assistance from the Service Club. How did he end up writing one now?

"Hey, I haven't actually written anything yet," Zaimokuza admitted with a slightly embarrassed smile.

"If you haven't written it yet, why are you so fired up?" Hachiman quipped, his eyes rolling at Zaimokuza's enthusiasm.

"But I've got a story brewing inside me. I'm confident I'll soon be able to translate it onto paper. I'm determined to become like those esteemed authors and make a splash in the world of light novels as soon as it's published!" Zaimokuza's excitement was palpable as he spoke.

"Alright then, I wish you success."

"Haha, you truly are my best friend!" Zaimokuza laughed heartily upon receiving Hachiman's encouragement.

"But, Hachiman, I do have a favor to ask." Zaimokuza's smile held a hint of mischief as he suddenly changed the topic.

"What's the favor?" Hachiman felt a sense of curiosity as he looked at Zaimokuza's expression.

"Well, it's like this... After I'm done writing, could you take a look at it for me?" Zaimokuza's request was accompanied by an eager grin.

"But once you're finished writing, you can simply submit it. There'll be an editor to review it for sure. Why do you want me to read it beforehand?"

"Hey, even though I'm confident, I'm still a bit apprehensive about facing the critiques from editors. That's why I want you, my best friend Hachiman, to give it a preliminary evaluation."

When it comes down to it, you're just afraid of getting criticized! Hachiman comprehended the situation now – this guy was clearly thin-skinned and dreaded criticism.

"Don't worry, I've got you covered when the time comes." A wry smile crept onto Hachiman's lips.

"Really? You truly are my best friend!"

Just as Zaimokuza was basking in the joy of Hachiman's agreement, Hachiman chimed in once more: "But don't fret, I'll make sure to criticize you to the point where you'll feel like you can't take it anymore!"

"Are you some kind of devil..."

*Crack!*

Just then, the sound of the door being pushed open resonated once more, accompanied by a melodious female voice.

"Ara~, is there someone already here?"

Both of them raised their heads and spotted a figure with lovely legs clad in black stockings standing at the rooftop entrance.

"Could it be..." Recognizing that familiar face, Hachiman was slightly taken aback, while Zaimokuza beside him exclaimed in astonishment.

"Kasumigaoka-senpai!"

Indeed, the individual who entered was none other than Kasumigaoka Utaha, whom Hachiman had encountered on a previous occasion.

"Huh? So it's Hikigaya-kun. It's been a while!" Utaha's gaze settled on Hachiman's familiar visage not too far from the bench, a hint of surprise coloring her expression. As for Zaimokuza, he couldn't help but be captivated by her undeniable allure.

"It's been a long time, Kasumigaoka-senpai." Since he had been recognized, Hachiman offered a cordial smile and a nod in acknowledgment.

Zaimokuza's eyes widened in surprise; he hadn't expected the two of them to already know each other.

Although Hachiman found Utaha attractive, they weren't very familiar with each other. Since there were others present and striking up a conversation would be awkward, he suggested they leave.

"We're almost done with our food. Since you're here, Kasumigaoka-senpai, we'll head out," Hachiman said as he got up from the bench, and Zaimokuza quickly scarfed down his rice balls and followed suit.

"Wakamono... Hikigaya Hachiman." As she observed their departing figures, Utaha's scarlet lips formed the names, and her wine-red eyes narrowed slightly. She recollected the recent conversation she had with her editor.

"Maybe I really should ask him for help," Utaha contemplated.

It's a bit shame that I have to turn to my junior for assistance.

"Wow, Hachiman, I didn't expect you to know Kasumigaoka-senpai," Zaimokuza's face lit up with excitement as soon as they left.

"Well, I did mention Kasumigaoka-senpai, but we've only met once. It wouldn't be accurate to say we know each other well," Hachiman remained relatively composed compared to Zaimokuza's enthusiasm.

I guess there's nothing wrong with what I said. Utaha really isn't familiar with me.

Hachiman couldn't help but think Utaha measurements like 89-61-88 were quite impressive.

"Well, that's true too. You must know that Kasumigaoka-senpai is the epitome of beauty in our school. I can't even imagine how many guys must want to approach her."

"You lucky dog, Hachiman, you're already quite fortunate," Zaimokuza's expression seemed to say, "You don't even realize what you have."

This guy...

Glancing at Zaimokuza, Hachiman didn't utter another word. He simply walked straight towards the classroom.

"Wait for me..."


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Leonzky Leonzky

"This is a bonus chapter to celebrate reaching 700 power stones. If we manage to reach power ranking no.10, I will upload 2 additional bonus chapters. Thank you once again to all those who have supported me."

章節 29: [29] The Beautiful President of the Kendo Club

A/N:

Here's a progression of kendo rank titles from lower to higher levels:

1. Novice Kendoka:

(is a beginner-level practitioner in the martial art of kendo, just starting to learn its basics.)

2. Intermediate Kendoka:

(is a practitioner who has progressed beyond the beginner stage in practicing kendo, showing a grasp of fundamental techniques and principles while still developing their skills further.)

3. Advanced Kendoka:

( is a practitioner who has moved beyond the intermediate level in kendo, demonstrating a deeper understanding of techniques and principles and showcasing a higher level of skill and proficiency.)

4. Expert Kendoka:

( is a practitioner who has reached a highly skilled level in kendo, demonstrating a mastery of techniques, principles, and strategies. They have accumulated significant experience and are capable of performing at an advanced level in various situations.)

5. Master Kendoka:

( is the highest level of proficiency in kendo. These practitioners possess exceptional skill, deep knowledge of techniques and strategies, and a profound understanding of the art's philosophy. They often contribute to the kendo community and are regarded as exemplars of the martial art.)

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At precisely 3:30 in the afternoon, the dismissal bell rang.

Hachiman, who was originally part of the "Returning Home Club,"opted not to head home immediately; he chose to stay. Unlike the Hikigaya Hachiman from the original story, he remained quite curious about Japanese high school clubs.

After all, he planned to join Yukino's service club during his second year of high school, so why not take this time to enjoy being part of a club for fun?

He found himself uninterested in clubs related to light music, tea ceremonies, calligraphy, painting, and etc. After some inquiries and navigating, he eventually reached his destination.

The Kendo Club.

Truth be told, Hachiman remained quite intrigued by the Kendo Club. On one hand, it stemmed from men's innate fascination with swords, and on the other, Hachiman had a certain inclination due to his system.

With the aid of the system, his future accomplishments in kendo were bound to be commendable, likely reaching the rank of an Expert Kendoka or perhaps even that of a Master Kendoka.

How impressive!

He had come across information online that revealed the prestigious title of Master Kendoka was held by just five individuals. Among them, three hailed from the Three Great Kendo Clans. Interestingly, the Zenin Clan was one of those, which brought him relief in knowing that curse spirits didn't exist in this world.

Upon arriving at the Kendo Club, Hachiman noted that a considerable number of people had already gathered there. Naturally, these individuals were predominantly male.

"Excuse me," a rather tall boy approached at that moment.

"I'm Fujita Shuji, the vice president of the Kendo Club. What can I help you with?"

"Hello, Fujita-senpai. I'm Hikiya Hachiman, a first-year freshman, and I'm interested in checking out the Kendo Club," Hachiman responded with a friendly smile.

Upon hearing this, Fujita Shuji's face brightened with a genuine smile. "No problem, Hikigaya-san. As luck would have it, our president is currently putting on a kendo demonstration for other freshmen who are considering joining the club. You're welcome to come and watch as well."

"Sure thing, Fujita-senpai."

Following Fujita-senpai, Hachiman arrived at a spot where a crowd had gathered. The majority of the individuals here were boys, and their faces seemed to display a mix of excitement.

This left Hachiman somewhat puzzled.

Isn't it just a kendo demonstration? There's no need to be this excited.

A boy closest to Hachiman noticed his arrival, sharing a knowing look and even making room for him, offering a friendly smile in the process.

As Hachiman reached the space the boy had created, he followed the collective gaze of the boys and suddenly grasped what was happening.

He laid his eyes on a beautiful woman.

Indeed, she was a stunning beauty. Tall and graceful, her chest endowed with an ample figure. Perhaps due to her continuous kendo practice, her physique appeared quite toned. Especially those long, slender thighs—almost as if they could be easily encircled by one's hands.

Not only did she possess a captivating figure, but her appearance was also exquisitely refined. A pair of narrow, elongated eyes adorned her classically beautiful face, lending it a touch of allure. Her long, flowing purple hair gently swayed in sync with her kendo maneuvers.

This kendo practitioner was as irresistible as a poppy flower.

However, anyone desiring to approach the girl would first need to inquire about the wooden sword she held in her hand.

"Shh~~"

With an almost effortless grace, she sliced her seemingly weightless wooden sword through the air.

In Hachiman's perspective, this purple-haired girl was unquestionably the rightful president of the kendo club. Despite his kendo skills reaching level 3, he was undoubtedly no match for her. It was likely that her kendo had advanced to at least level 4, if not even 5th class.

Yet, this judgment was partially due to Hachiman's modesty. It was important to note that his kendo prowess had only taken a month to progress to the third level, demonstrating his quick proficiency. On the other hand, the girl appeared to come from a kendo background, possibly having practiced since childhood.

"Huh~"

Sheathing her wooden sword, the purple-haired girl released a relieved sigh. "That's the essence of kendo. I'm Saeko Busujima, the president of the Kendo Club. If you're interested, feel free to apply and join our club."

Her words brought joy to all the boys present. They had gathered here for precisely this reason.

However, just as their happiness began to blossom, the girl shifted the conversation. "Yet, kendo training can be perilous, so we'll only be accepting students who possess a foundation in kendo. My apologies to those who don't meet the requirement."

When the purple-haired girl concluded her speech, a chorus of sighs indeed resonated through the crowd. Many of them lacked a foundation in kendo, while others had joined the club with the specific intent of engaging with this captivating president.

"Fujita-senpai, I'm counting on you," Saeko addressed Shuji Fujita, who had been guiding Hachiman earlier.

"Absolutely, President. You can trust me with the rest!" Shuji Fujita offered a slight bow and nodded respectfully.

Having ensured everything was in order, Saeko turned and departed.

"Clap—Clap"

Shuji Fujita clapped his hands together and fixed a serious gaze on the remaining freshmen.

"Everyone, I'm Shuji Fujita, the vice president of the Kendo Club. I realize many of you are here because of our president, but it's futile. The president isn't interested in boys weaker than herself. If you aim to capture her attention, you'll need to surpass her skill with the sword."

"By the way, the president hails from the Busujima Clan, one of the Three Great Kendo Clans. Despite being just a second-year student, her kendo expertise surpasses that of every member in our club. She even emerged victorious in the Kendo Inter-High School Championship last year, when she was merely a freshman. She clinched the women's division championship. However, I doubt even the men's division champion could not defeat her. Hence, I recommend you relinquish such aspirations!"

"Of course, we warmly welcome any students who truly wish to join the Kendo Club."

Upon his words, a wave of discussion rippled through the gathering of freshmen.

"This... is quite formidable."

"The Busujima Clan, isn't that the same as the Busujima style that's renowned overseas?"

"Champion of women's kendo."

Unlike the sighs of amazement from others, Hachiman's facial expression seemed somewhat unique.

"Saeko Busujima?"

The name jogged his memory of a certain series, "High School of the Dead."

The story predominantly revolved around the protagonist and his team struggling to survive the aftermath of a zombie virus outbreak. This Busujima girl was one of the heroines, standing at a height of 174cm, weighing 56kg, and boasting measurements of 83-56-86—a seemingly perfect figure. Little did he know that the Busujima clan was one of the Three Great Kendo Clans. After all, he had only researched the Zenin Clan.

One of the most striking aspects of the show was its depiction of the heroines as open-minded characters, often featuring scenes that accentuated certain physical attributes. For instance, with Saeko Busujima, the most memorable scene involved her animated maneuver of dodging bullets with a noticeable breast shake.

However, amidst all the fan service, Hachiman's current preoccupation lay elsewhere.

"Is there going to be a zombie apocalypse in this world?" As he pondered this, he couldn't help but swallow nervously. After all, unlike those curse spirits, a zombie apocalypse seemed more realistic.

No, no.

Hachiman quickly reassured himself.

No matter how he looked at it, it was implausible here. After all, curse spirits didn't even exist. But hypothetically, if a sudden zombie apocalypse were to occur, his thoughts shifted. If he honed his sword skills, he'd at least have the means to defend himself in such an event.


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