Sailing at Sea: The Breath of the Day at the Start

Zoro said, holding the back of his head.

"I will use two, no, three! I will use three swords to become the world's greatest swordsman!"

Ron couldn't help but glance at the man beside him.

"Have you learned swordsmanship?"

"No, not yet, why?"

Zoro was taken aback by the question. "But I heard there's a kendo dojo over there, and I plan to challenge it in a while."

Ron glanced in the direction he was pointing.

"The kendo dojo, is it over there...?"

He smiled at Zoro: "Thanks for the directions. Let's meet again at that kendo dojo next time."

"Huh? You're going now? Oh my god..."

Before Zoro could finish speaking, he saw the black-haired boy, who looked about his age, rushing off in that direction at an astonishing speed.

Little Zoro scratched his head:

"What a strange guy."

………………

As night deepened, snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

The kendo hall was brightly lit.

A short-haired girl wearing a white training uniform held a bamboo sword in both hands and was repeatedly performing vertical slashes.

"Guina, it's late. Let's call it a day."

Wearing glasses, Koushirou walked into the track.

"Father, I'll practice a hundred more times and then I'll go rest. You go and rest first."

Guina replied without turning her head.

"Okay, I'll go rest now. You should rest early too."

"understood."

After Koushirou left, Kuina continued to perform vertical slashes.

"Ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred!"

Kuina put down the bamboo sword, leaned on her knees and gasped for breath; her arms were too heavy to lift.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"It's very late today, the Taoist temple is closed. Please come again tomorrow."

"Guina spoke up."

There was complete silence outside the door.

"It's so late, and people are still coming to the Taoist temple."

Guina suddenly became curious. She walked to the door, gently opened it, and looked outside.

Snowflakes were falling heavily from the sky.

In the courtyard outside the Taoist temple, a black-haired, unfamiliar boy sat cross-legged on the grass, his eyes closed, with a long, white-sheathed sword resting on his knees.

His head and body were already covered in snow.

"No way, is he planning to stay here all night?"

Kuina's eyes widened slightly.

She opened the door, stepped forward to the dark-haired boy, looked at him, and said:

"You'll freeze to death like that."

"No, I won't die."

The boy didn't lift his head or open his eyes.

"why?"

Guina was somewhat curious.

Ron raised his head, opened his eyes, and smiled at the short-haired blue girl in front of him, saying, "Because I don't want to die."

Guina couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

Anyone who sleeps in the snow on such a cold day will definitely freeze to death. What does it have to do with whether or not you want to die?

She didn't want to say anything, but simply grabbed the hand of the black-haired boy in front of her and pulled him towards the dojo:

"Although I don't know why you came here, I can't just stand by and watch you freeze to death in my dojo. You can sleep here in the dojo tonight."

Ron didn't refuse and followed her into the dojo.

"Kuina, what happened?"

At that moment, Koushirou heard the commotion and came out to check, just in time to see Kuina pulling Ron in.

"Kuina, what's this?"

“Father, this man was planning to sleep in the courtyard of the temple. I saw that it was snowing outside, so I pulled him in.”

Kuina looked at Koushirou and said.

"Sleeping outside in this cold weather..."

Koushirou looked at Ron with some surprise.

What's wrong with kids these days? Don't they have a death wish?

"Father, I plan to have him... What's your name?"

"Ron."

"I'm thinking of letting Ron stay at our dojo for the night. Is that alright with you?"

Kuina looked at Koushirou and asked.

"Of course I didn't ask that..."

Just as Koushirou was about to agree, before he could finish speaking, his gaze first fell upon the white-sheathed longsword in the black-haired boy's hand.

He was taken aback at first, then his face showed shock.

"White sheath, golden lightning patterns, this sword... could it be?!"

"Father?"

Kuina was puzzled, not understanding what was wrong with Koushirou.

At that moment, the dark-haired boy named Ron next to her, holding the long knife, took a few steps forward.

He looked at his father and said something that shocked Guina.

"My sword is named Raikiri. I wish to use this sword to learn swordsmanship from the master."

"It really is this sword. Legend has it that this sword has not been seen for hundreds of years. I never thought I would see it in my lifetime."

Koushirou's gaze was intense.

He looked at Ron: "You came here to challenge me?"

"To be precise, I'd like to ask for your guidance. I'd like to ask you to teach me how to sever all things and reach the level of a swordsman."

Ron looked at Koushirou earnestly.

However, he didn't notice that Kuina behind him widened her eyes slightly upon hearing this.

"Hahaha, the realm of a sword master is not so easy to reach. It requires a very, very long time of hard practice."

Koushirou stroked his smooth chin and smiled.

He actually enjoys seeing one young person after another emerge who is pursuing the path of a swordsman.

This temple was established for this purpose.

"Since you've come to challenge me, I have no choice but to accept. But before you challenge me, you should first have a match with her, my daughter, Kuina. Don't underestimate her just because she's a girl; her strength is already comparable to that of an adult."

Koushirou smiled and pointed at Kuina.

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12. The gap between Kuina and Ron (2/5)

It was dark and cold at night, and heavy snow was falling.

Inside the brightly lit dojo.

Ron walked up to Kuina, carrying a bamboo sword.

Koushirou stood to the side, arms crossed, watching the two of them.

Their attention was mostly focused on Ron.