Tokyo: Bubble, but the system is Sengoku

Meanwhile, outside the arena, in addition to Chiba, the stunt performers who were nearby also came over.

Sanada is the eldest brother, and his reputation here is second only to Chiba and a few other veterans. He is also the most capable player among his peers in the club, so naturally his every move attracts extra attention.

"Who is Sanada going to fight?"

"I heard he's a new recruit from the Shadow Legion."

"Is it impressive?"

"I heard he used to be an extra."

"More than that, I just watched the physical fitness test of that extra, and it was within the range of an ordinary person."

"No way, we're going to have to fight Sanada-san?"

They didn't look down on anyone; after all, everyone has their own expertise, and some people can become big stars even if their bodies are ruined by alcohol and sex.

That's right, with this kind of physical condition, they're fighting against their older brother.

One can't help but worry whether the boy's small frame can withstand it.

The crowd looked at each other, some wanting to offer some words of advice, like "let it be," but they silently gave up under Chiba's imposing presence.

I began to pray for the newlyweds.

Perhaps the newcomer agreed because they wanted to prove themselves, but unfortunately they were still too inexperienced and chose the wrong opponent.

"I think it would be better to find some towels and medicinal wine first."

A towel is for wiping away tears, and medicinal wine is for rubbing the body.

Wiping away tears doesn't mean I look down on the other person; when I'm in excruciating pain, I genuinely can't help but shed tears.

"go quickly."

Amidst the preparations of the crowd not far away, in a corner unnoticed by anyone, Yakushimaru stealthily appeared.

However, today Yakushimaru was wearing a mask and sunglasses, along with cargo pants and a white shirt, which concealed her cuteness and gave her a low-key appearance.

It wasn't a chance encounter; they had specifically inquired about the boy's arrival at this time to undergo testing.

For her, finding out such things was very easy.

Although her current behavior resembles that of a teenage stalker with a crush on an older student.

But it was only to expose the other party's fake seriousness, and she just happened to be nearby!

"An ordinary person...?"

Yakushimaru overheard their discussion and was speechless.

Recalling her brief interactions with the boy, Yakushimaru simply couldn't equate him with an ordinary person.

Although she didn't know exactly what happened at the audition that day, she heard that everyone was very satisfied, and that jerk Tanabe was disappointed for a long time.

The result is good; Sato got the role, which is better than Tanabe getting it.

However, can someone who can satisfy both Chiba and the director be ordinary?

Are you kidding me?

As she thought about it, the girl's slender fingers brushed across her lips.

The memory of being pinched on the lips that day, along with shame and anger, resurfaced in my mind.

He pinched her lips, and he still had that serious look on his face!

It would be best if Sanada beat that damn guy to his knees and begged for mercy!

With this thought in mind, Yakushimaru stared wide-eyed at the two people on the field.

......

The princess is secretly watching you!

[Unlock Mission: Sparring Performance]

Note: Show off your prowess and impress the noble princess!

[Achievement to be unlocked: Princess Guardian]

"Not again...?"

Looking at the system window in front of him, Sato was speechless.

Moreover, the conditions for this mission were far too sloppy.

What does it mean to win over a princess, and how does one do so?

However, considering the previous situation, he could roughly guess who the princess was.

I don't know why I came here.

However, the key point is still how to complete the task.

Surely he couldn't have gone to challenge the princess to a duel, could he?

Sato was thinking rapidly, while Sanada coughed lightly.

"If you feel it's not okay, you can refuse."

"It's not too late to spar later when we're physically fit."

Sanada spoke these words with genuine concern.

He interpreted Sato's momentary daze as hesitation before the battle.

As for Sato, of course he won't back down.

Not to mention there's an additional system task.

There's no use thinking too much. Since the mission objective is to subdue him, he should just do his best. If that doesn't work, he can challenge Yakushimaru to a duel. However, there's still a significant difference in their status, so it's unlikely he'll succeed in a duel.

As for facing Sanada, the chances of winning are slim, so the only option is to try to amaze the princess from another direction.

Sato took a deep breath and then bowed.

Thank you for your concern.

"Please advise!"

The boy's unwavering words made his stance clear.

"Then, you can start anytime you're ready."

Upon hearing this, Sanada did not try to persuade him further. His gaze gradually darkened, becoming like a deep spring, its darkness carrying a pressure that should not be underestimated.

"it is good."

Upon hearing this, Sato also placed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

The opponent's offer to make the first move meant he was to use his sword-drawing technique, and Sato certainly wouldn't let that opportunity pass.

You have to immerse yourself completely...

After turning off the charm bonus, Sato's sword-drawing technique was activated again.

At this moment, he appeared less handsome to outsiders, but instead exuded an undeniable aura of bloodlust.

Seeing this scene, Sanada, who had been in the zone, was slightly lost in thought.

Sato gave him a completely different feeling from the boy next door he had just met; instead, he seemed like a dangerous person who had been living on the edge of a knife.

At least the other person's body language and slightly twitching micro-expressions conveyed this message to him. Was it acting?

The characters were so disjointed that even Sanada, who considered himself well-informed, was taken aback. At the same time, he completely abandoned his carelessness and slowly tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.

Whether it's acting or not, it doesn't look like he's acting because the hairs on his body are standing on end—it's an instinctive reaction to danger.

Chiba, however, was not too surprised.

Although the boy looked sharper than before.

But it was only the progress he had anticipated.

The other onlookers, seeing Sato's posture, all held their breath in unison, and even their voices fell silent.

As for Yakushimaru, who was in an inconspicuous corner, she certainly didn't know much about swordsmanship.

However, the boy's appearance at this moment was completely different from the Sato Ryo she knew.

The other person didn't seem as charming as usual.

Conversely, there was the horror that subconsciously terrified her.

It was just as shocking as when she first saw him play a dead person.

The acting is almost too good, isn't it?

It was as if they had truly fought to the death with someone.

"bring it on!"

Sanada's words broke the deathly silence in the room, and Sato drew his sword in response.

The deathly silence before the storm ended, replaced by a sword drawn as swift as thunder.