Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

Author: Mango Poison Milk

Summary:

　After traveling back to a parallel dimension and being reborn in Tokyo, Japan, the world suddenly became extremely strange.

Dreams and reality are intertwined, and monsters and ghosts are rampant.

As the golden finger had not yet taken effect, Uesugi Kiyoshi had no choice but to rely on himself. He started practicing kendo and prepared to teach himself the art of slaying demons and monsters (physical).

A Ukiyo-e painting, a set of cards, a mirage, and a murderous knife.

This is the story of a young boy who has entered the supernatural, exorcising demons and evil spirits in Tokyo, practicing to make a living, and being flirted with by girls on a daily basis.

The knife cuts the flesh, and the heart cuts the gods and ghosts.

Tokyo Sword Master, online dealer.

Chapter 1 Ramen Shop

Arakawa-ku, Tokyo, Japan.

Among the 23 wards of Tokyo, this area has a low sense of presence and gives people the impression of being a "marginal area".

There are no landmark buildings, no famous scenic spots, and no great figures have ever come here.

In the Edo period, the Arakawa area was just a farmland. Starting from the Meiji period, people used the water source of the Arakawa River to build many factories, thus promoting the development of industrialization.

In modern times, Arakawa Ward was officially designated as one of the 23 prosperous wards of Tokyo. However, compared with Shinjuku and Shibuya, which are known as the "fashion paradise", or the Chuo-ku and Minato-ku where wealthy people gather, it is somewhat inconspicuous and cannot be ranked, giving people a feeling of an ordinary "village in the city".

In an equally inconspicuous alley in Arakawa District, Uesugi Kiyoshi stopped in front of a somewhat shabby store.

Uesugi Kiyoshi just turned sixteen on his birthday this year. He is from Hokkaido, and for some reasons, he is studying alone in Tokyo. He is currently in his second year of high school.

He lived in Arakawa District, and his financial situation only allowed him to live in Arakawa District - or in even more chaotic and backward places.

This is his personal information that is publicly available.

In fact, he is a time traveler from China who was reincarnated a year ago and lived two lives as a human. Moreover, he is very sure that this is Tokyo in a parallel world, not the world where he originally lived.

Why he traveled through time and why he was so sure about it is a long story, so we won’t go into it for now.

The reason why Uesugi Kiyoshi stopped in front of this store was simple: he was hungry.

This is a ramen shop.

The time was now around six in the evening. He had just returned from his master's dojo after more than two hours of intensive swordsmanship practice. He had not yet eaten dinner and was starving.

He lives alone and is too lazy to cook for himself. For dinner, he usually goes to nearby convenience stores and supermarkets a little later to buy discounted bento boxes. They are economical and taste so-so, but they can fill his stomach anyway.

But today, he walked to the door of a ramen restaurant and couldn't move any further.

The rich aroma of barbecued pork and ramen soup, mixed with soy sauce, miso, and the special seafood flavor, made him salivate.

"Ah, the last time you had a good meal was a few days ago?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi looked up at the sky and calculated silently. He moved the sword bag containing the wooden sword in his right hand to his left hand which was holding his schoolbag, and then took out a deflated wallet from the right pocket of his school uniform.

It wasn't completely empty, as there were still a few 10,000 yen bills, which were the result of his hard work during the winter vacation, and there were also quite a few scattered coins and small change.

After going over the income and expenditure accounts for this month in his mind, Uesugi Kiyoshi touched his chin, his pair of narrow and upturned fox eyes narrowed, and he made a decision in his heart.

"It's okay to splurge once in a while. A normal bowl of char siu ramen is only 500 yen. This store is so run-down, it shouldn't be that expensive."

He gave an expectant smile that rarely appeared on his face, and without further hesitation, he pushed the door open and walked in.

The storefront of this ramen restaurant is a bit small and cramped, which is normal. Even if Arakawa district is run-down, it is still located in Tokyo where every inch of land is valuable. Only a handful of people can afford to open large stores, and most of these small stores are just fly restaurants.

Although small, it has everything. As soon as you enter the door, Uesugi Kiyoshi sees the neatly arranged seasoning cabinet. Looking further, you can see the wooden counter that looks old. There won't be many tables and chairs in such a small ramen shop, which would waste space and is not practical. This kind of shop usually only has a long bar, like a pub, where the ramen chef is busy and diners eat on the high chairs outside the bar.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion or if it’s still early and bright outside, but the lights in the store seem a little too dim to Uesugi Kiyoshi, giving people an unusual feeling of turbidity.

Moreover, it was around six o'clock, which was a good time for restaurants to open, but this store was empty, which was a bit strange. Judging from the aroma, the taste of the ramen should not be bad.

But he didn't care much about it. He came here to eat, not to enjoy the scenery, and he had no time to consider why there were no customers in the store.

The room was foggy, filled with steam rising from the ramen soup pot and the enticing aroma of food. There was no familiar voice of the shop owner greeting customers, but Uesugi Kiyoshi could see a figure busy at the bar through the curtain.

He walked to the bar and sat down, glancing at the price list on the wall. There was basically no ramen that cost more than 1,000 yen, so the price was within his affordable range.

"Boss, a big bowl of miso ramen with barbecued pork, thank you."

The boss in chef's uniform didn't even turn his head. His body stiffened for a moment, then he nodded slightly. Without even saying hello, he turned his back to Uesugi Kiyoshi and continued his work.

"No wonder there's no one here. This kind of service attitude is really bad in Japan."

Uesugi Kiyoshi complained in his heart and ignored the cold boss. Instead, he put away his schoolbag and sword bag, then took out a somewhat old smartphone from his schoolbag and opened a video to watch.

The title of the video is - "Iaijutsu, no gai liu - Iaijutsu, funeral sword".

Ikkyo Mugai-ryu is a school of ancient Japanese swordsmanship, which is more adept at the technique of Iai-sword drawing. If we have to divide it into factions, the main idea of ​​its swordsmanship is closer to Itto-ryu. This video was passed to him by Uesugi Kiyoshi's kendo master, as a homework for him to practice and master. He is not a disciple of Ikkyo Mugai-ryu, so he doesn't know where his master filmed this technique of Iai-jutsu, but anyway, his master taught him, so he just has to learn it.

After watching the video over and over again, thinking about the sword structure and force angle techniques of this move in his mind, Uesugi Kiyoshi became a little obsessed with it.

Until the tempting smell of food woke him up.

A bowl of steaming ramen was placed in front of him.

"Thank you."

He politely raised his eyes slightly to express his gratitude and shifted his attention away from his phone.

Then, his smile froze on his face.

The taste of ramen, nothing wrong.

This is the information his "sense of smell" gives him.

But from a "visual" point of view, what was in front of him could definitely not be called "food".

The ramen shop owner, with sallow skin and a corpse-like appearance, turned his head and grinned silently. His skin was dry and cracked.

“Enjoy it!”

The hoarse and muddy voice coupled with the truly devil-like face is a terrifying scene that is enough to make ordinary people tremble with fear.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's fox eyes narrowed and became expressionless.

His left hand was already clenched around the sword bag containing the wooden sword that was placed beside him.

"So this is ah."

He looked at the ramen shop owner who looked nothing like a living person, and sighed, but he showed no sign of panic.

That makes sense.

Why is the aroma of this store so strong that it can even attract me, who has a strong will? Why is there no one in this store during the peak dining hours? Why is the owner of this store so cold to customers?

Because this store is not run by humans.

"Am I trapped in the ghost realm again?"

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"When did I get caught? When I stepped into this alley? When I smelled the aroma of ramen? Or when I looked up at the sky and thought?"

"Forget it, it's not important."

Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he actually revealed a smile.

He held the sword bag with his left hand and grasped the handle of the wooden sword with his right hand, ignoring the terrifying face of the ramen shop owner who was slowly approaching.

Calm your mind, concentrate, exhale and speak!

"cut!"

A black sword shadow appeared out of nowhere and slashed at the head of the evil ghost opposite.

There is no outflow of thoughts when living.

Iaijutsu.

Funeral knife!

ps. This is a new book by a new author. Please collect and recommend it to support me. I will update at least twice a day.

It’s not a worldview that only I can rule, but it’s definitely not a story about sadomasochism.

Not a single female lead.

that's all.

Chapter 2: Invincible first strike, slaying the devil with one strike

There are many schools of ancient swordsmanship in Japan, and they all believe in four words.

The first move is invincible.

It is similar to the saying of “speed is invincible” in the martial arts of the Celestial Empire.

If you want to strike first, you must be fast, preferably so fast that your opponent has no time to react, so you can chop off his head with one blow.

This is also the secret of Iai sword-drawing technique - killing the opponent before he draws his sword.

The art of sword drawing was originally created as a sword technique for assassination, and its origin is not glorious.

Although Uesugi Kiyoshi is still young in this life, he is also a swordsman who has received a year of systematic training and learned from a famous master.

Besides, it wasn't the first time for him to see a ghost.

It was certainly impossible to remain indifferent, but he could certainly suppress his fear and swing his sword fiercely.

He had just watched the "Funeral Blade" sword technique video for a long time, and now he subconsciously used this move to start.

The sword structure of "Funeral Blade" begins with a reverse slash with the sword drawn upward, followed by a rotation of the blade and a cassock slash with the same trajectory.

The first move can be considered a "cut", used to deflect the enemy's incoming sword, and then the second move, the rotating cassock slash, is used to decide the outcome.

The implication is to kill the enemy with one blow and bury the opponent.

The moves sound simple, but to use them well, you need diligent practice day after day.

Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't practice, he just watched the video several times.