Bofuri (The Strongest Shield Of Tensura)

Chapter Four

Kaede wasn't sure how long they waited, but time seemed to speed by as Kirara engaged her with conversation after conversation. Kaede was a gamer, not a shopper. Kirara however, was the exact opposite of her, and not in a good way.

She quickly spoke up as Kirara was about to start talking about her boyfriend, or rather ex boyfriend with her current situation. "So uhm, I get that we were summoned to fight as their... Well as their weapons."

Kirara leaned back in her chair. "Yeah, that's all they talk about though. Like, they've got Shogo over there training every day like a big bad monster is coming or something. Why'd you ask."

Kaede sighed. "It's just, I don't think I'll be able to even defend myself in the state I'm in. How am I supposed to fight for a country." She weakly rose her arm, trying and failing to form a fist.

Kirara had a look of realization. "Oh. You're talking about the exhaustion. Yeah, that's our fault." She smiled sheepishly. "Shogo and I kinda killed a bunch of their people."

Kyoya smiled. "So that's what happened." His smile didn't reach his eyes though. "They're trying to avoid a repeat situation."

Kaede had a small look of shock on her face. "Can... Can I ask how that happened?" Her breathing slightly increased.

Shogo snorted. "Bunch of weaklings thinking they can control me. Tell me what I can and can't do. Damn bitches got it coming."

Kirara giggled. "Don't mind him, it was his unique skill . He lost control and rampaged through the mages that summoned him."

Kaede stared at Shogo who just growled at her. Kaede’s throat tightened as she looked at Shogo, the air around him seeming heavier now. His sharp gaze flicked to her, daring her to say something. She quickly averted her eyes, a nervous energy prickling at the back of her neck. Kirara’s nonchalant giggle didn’t help ease the tension.

“So... what about you?” Kaede asked, her voice trembling slightly. She directed the question at Kirara, hoping to shift the focus away from Shogo’s simmering anger.

Kirara perked up, her grin widening as if Kaede had handed her the perfect setup. “Oh, me? Well, my unique skill is . Like, basically, I can charm people and manipulate their emotions. It’s great for, like, making people do what I want.” She leaned forward, resting her chin in her palm. “The mages thought they could use me to sway enemy leaders, but turns out...” Her smile turned wicked. “It works just as well on them.”

Kaede’s stomach churned. “You mean you...?”

Kirara waved a hand dismissively. “Oh, don’t look so horrified. It’s not like I made them jump off a cliff or anything. I just... convinced a few of them to kill each other. It was funny, really.” Her eyes sparkled with amusement as if reliving the memory, although what no one noticed was the slight trembling of her hands.

Kyoya chuckled softly, his ever-present smile taking on a sharper edge. “I have to admit, watching them scramble to clean up the mess you two made must have been... entertaining.”

Kaede’s gaze darted between the three of them, her unease growing. Shogo was still scowling, his muscles taut like a coiled spring. Kirara, on the other hand, looked entirely too pleased with herself, while Kyoya’s calm demeanor only made him more unnerving.

“Didn’t they punish you?” Kaede asked hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Kirara shrugged, flicking a strand of hair over her shoulder. “They tried. But what are they gonna do? Kill me? I’m too valuable.” She shot Shogo a sidelong glance. “Same with him. They need us more than we need them.”

Shogo snorted, cracking his knuckles. “Damn right.”

Kaede’s hands trembled in her lap. She wanted to believe she was different, that she could find a way to survive without resorting to violence or manipulation. But the reality of her situation was sinking in fast. These people weren’t just strangers—they were dangerous, and she was trapped with them.

“Finally,” Shogo muttered, leaning back with an exaggerated groan. “About time someone told us what the hell’s going on.”

Razen ignored him and turned his attention to Kaede and Kyoya. “You two. Step forward.”

Kaede hesitated, her legs frozen in place. The sharpness in Razen’s eyes was unnerving, but Kyoya rose from his chair without hesitation, giving her a reassuring glance as he did. Reluctantly, she followed his lead.

“Stand still,” Razen instructed, gesturing for them to remain in place. He reached into his coat and withdrew a small, translucent stone that pulsed faintly with a bluish light. “The summoning ritual places a holy barrier on your bodies to stabilize you in this world. However, this barrier also prevents you from accessing magicules, and in extension, your unique abilities. I will now remove it.”

Kaede blinked, surprised by how straightforward the explanation was. “That’s it?”

“Yes,” Razen replied curtly. “It is a simple but necessary procedure.” His gaze turned to Shogo and Kirara. Shogo glared back and Kirara chuckled nervously. "Come on old man. Like, it was an accident."

With a swift motion, Razen pressed the stone against Kyoya’s forehead. A faint hum filled the room as the stone glowed brighter, the light spreading over Kyoya’s body before fading. He staggered slightly, catching himself against the chair.

“What... was that?” Kyoya asked, his voice hoarse.

“The removal of the barrier. Your body is now free to absorb magicules, which will activate your unique skill,” Razen explained before turning to Kaede. “Your turn.”

Kaede hesitated, her palms clammy as Razen approached her. The stone felt cool against her skin, and the same faint hum echoed in her ears. A warmth spread through her chest, making her gasp softly as the light engulfed her. When it faded, she felt... different. Her strength had returned, and it felt as if something within her had finally woken up.

Razen stepped back, slipping the stone back into his coat. “Now then, state your names, ages, and unique skills. Start with you,” he said, looking at Kyoya.

Kyoya straightened up, his voice steady despite the lingering exhaustion. “Kyoya Saito. Sixteen. I... My unique skill is called <>. It allows me to create blades with the... spatial element?”

Razen’s gaze narrowed slightly, but he nodded. “Sounds promising. And you?”

Kaede’s throat tightened as all eyes turned to her. She felt Kirara’s smirk and Shogo’s impatient scowl boring into her back. “Kaede Honjou,” she said softly, her voice shaking slightly. “I’m nineteen years old. And... my unique skill is... Absolute Defense. It grants me unparalleled defensive capabilities, and makes me immune to most physical and magical attacks. My defense scales with my magicule reserves and can automatically redirect or negate incoming damage.”

A faint crease appeared on Razen’s otherwise impassive face. “Interesting. That is... Oddly specific. How cooperative... Of you.”

“Great,” Shogo muttered, rolling his eyes. “Are we done yet?”

Razen shot him a sharp look that silenced any further comments. “Enough. The two of you will be evaluated during training. Until then, familiarize yourselves with your surroundings. Dismissed.”

With that, he turned and strode out of the room, leaving a heavy silence in his wake.

Kaede sank back into her chair, her heart pounding. She glanced at Kyoya, who gave her a weak smile.

Her thoughts though were not in the room. 'Everyone else has a single unique skill, why am I always the odd one out?' She shifted her gaze to the blinking icon in the corner of her view. The icon that had appeared the moment Razen removed the holy barrier.