ushernet Chapter 26
Chapter 26
Chapter 26 The Teacher’s Foolishness is Like the Sky (3)
Inside the infirmary.
I found myself kneeling in a formal apology before my master.
...To just state the conclusion might sound sudden, but it was a thoroughly logical and well-structured apology.
“We’re here... Oh, no! Why does the nurse have to be out on a trip at a time like this!!”
‘Not here again? What bad luck.’
The beginning. When I arrived at the infirmary, there was no one there.@@@@
“Then I’ll call 911... No, first I’ll administer some emergency care!! Lie down here!!”
“......?!!!!”
‘If you lay me down now...!!!’
Development. My master decided to give me emergency treatment and laid me on the infirmary bed.
“For internal bleeding, um... First, a bandage!!”
‘I need to cover it... But my arm won’t move...!!’
-Swish.
Crisis. My master reached into her chest for a bandage or something.
I tried to cover my lower body in a hurry, but I failed due to exhaustion.
“Excuse me for a moment!! If I tie this tightly, at least until 911 arrives, the time... is...?”
-Slide.
“......Huh?”
‘Ah.’
Climax. Yu-jin’s sword was exposed.
And the conclusion.
“I’m really sorry!!!”
-Thud.
The highest form of apology in Japan. Dogeza.
An awkward silence of about 30 seconds followed, and as soon as strength returned to my body, it was the first thing I did.
Of course, doing this wouldn’t gather the spilled water, but...
‘Even though it’s my master... She must have recognized it, right? That I was exposed?’
At that time, my master was really in a state of pure ignorance about such matters.
Usually, I could deceive her by talking about wrinkles in my clothes or something...
But it had been more than two weeks of abstinence. The unique vigor of a 20-year-old. Faceplant.
These three combined, and I ended up completely exposing myself.
Of all things, the clothes I was wearing were exercise clothes, so it was immediately noticeable.
Even someone as naive as her couldn’t fail to recognize this.
My master must have recognized it at a glance.
Then, my master who knew about my exposure?
‘She might lose her mind and draw a real katana!!’
Someone trying to help me, and I get aroused by that?
Ah, she’d think the disciple she took in turned out to be a monkey.
Pervert. Die.
She would definitely react like this.
No joke, I could really have died at my master’s hands.
‘Should I try to persuade her by saying if she kills me, it will turn into a diplomatic issue? No, that would be like pouring oil on a burning house!’
I desperately racked my still-dizzy brain.
How could I calm my master’s wrath?
How could I limit this to just getting beaten to death?
The answer I came up with after thinking...
Was a frontal breakthrough.
‘Let’s just be honest!!’
“You were so beautiful, I lost control! I’m really sorry!! Please forgive me!!”
-Pressing hard.
I apologized with my forehead touching the ground.
With 200 percent sincerity. Begging to be spared. That I couldn’t help it.
In response to my sincerity, my master...
-Thud.
“Oh, no!! Rather, I’m the one who’s sorry!!”
“......Huh?”
She responded with her own dogeza.
“I was so impatient, I even ended up sexually harassing someone so much younger than me! I’m sorry!!”
‘Huh?’
“But don’t worry, I didn’t look closely! I-I-I didn’t use any magic...!! Really!!”
-Staring.
“Hmph.”
“That’s a lie... it’s not....”
“Alice. You’re making her uncomfortable. Stop it, stop.”
Even after that, she didn’t stop doubting, so I quickly intervened.
She was only keeping quiet because of the special situation of having hit me.
There’s no way my master, the S-Rank number 1, would just let such an absurd slander pass.
“Th-thank you for believing me....”
“What’s there to believe. It’s only natural.”
“.......”
“Anyway. Let’s go back to the topic of my technique.”
I then returned the topic, which had deviated greatly, back to its original course.
The real reason why my master had come to find me.
To explain the origin of my ‘Zaha Swordsmanship.’
‘The best thing would be to reveal my regression and speak honestly... but it seems that someone has blocked that.’
I couldn’t tell the whole story honestly.
The one who transmigrated me and then made me regress.
The one assumed to be a god had firmly forbidden it.
If that guy was playing with me, I’d have to throw a proper fit at least once...
It felt like he wasn’t a bad guy. He was so kind and loving that I thought if I had a mother, she might be like him.
There didn’t seem to be any merit in forcibly revealing my regression by going against his will.
So, I spoke confidently.
“My swordsmanship, ‘Zaha Swordsmanship’... was taught to me by my wife.”
“””...Wife!?”””
“Of course, it’s not from this world. In a dream.”
A lie that’s close to the truth.
The lie that my wife, who appeared in a dream, taught me swordsmanship.
...Well, dreams and the first round are both impossible to prove anyway.
Explaining it this way isn’t entirely a lie. Yes.
“Does that make sense? In the first place, just because you learned it in a dream, there’s no way you could use it in reality.”
“I have a unique mental talent. And it’s EX grade.”
“Ah.”
Shia initially doubted, but she was convinced by my EX grade shield.
Since my master had achieved so many great things, even I was treated as ‘if it’s EX grade, it must be possible.’
On the other hand, Alice looked at me with a curious expression.
“...A wife, you say. What did she look like?”
“Huh?”
“If she appeared in your dream, she must be your ideal type.”
“...!!!!”
I thought she wouldn’t be interested in my ideal type at all right now.
Taking advantage of the topic, she seemed to ask in passing.
I quickly made up an answer.
“I, I don’t really know? Since it was a dream, it’s all a bit hazy. I think she had a big chest...”
“———Haa?”
“Eek.”
Shia’s eyes narrowed this time.
She probably didn’t care about my ideal type at all, but the mention of a chest must have struck a nerve.
I hurriedly changed my course.
“I mean, it was small... No, it wasn’t small, but it wasn’t too big either, just perfectly proportionate?”
“Hmph, you remember your dream in such detail. Pervert.”
“....”
Thanks to that, the murderous intent swirling in Shia’s eyes subsided.
The hypnotic mating uncle in the second round barely managed to survive.
After escaping the crisis, I turned my eyes to my master for the final time.
-Muttering.
“Wife, that... No, um...? Does it fit...?”
“...?”
‘Does she suddenly need to go to the bathroom?’
She was fiddling with the hem of her clothes for no reason.
Why?