Zongman, can you be immortal with me for the rest of your life?

Xiangzi put down the lunch box, feeling a little surprised.

"Because I have to learn magic with Kerry. I don't have time to buy groceries and cook."

"Ugh?"

When Xiangzi heard what Kazuma said, the bag in his hand loosened.

He looked at Kerry uncertainly, then looked down at his hands.

Then he sat down as if nothing had happened, opened his own portion, took a bite, and then asked with pretended curiosity.

"That... magic is the one you mentioned before?

Actually, I think, Kerry, you can’t let Sato suffer alone.”

As she spoke, she raised her hand and touched her hair.

"Actually, if the pressure is too great, I can still learn."

Although this was the case on the surface, Xiaoxiang's heart was already pounding.

Magic! Magic!

Kakui!

This… this is so fitting with our worldview! This should have been done long ago! No! This is the only way!

Although Kerry had warned everyone long ago that the magic items he was guarding were very dangerous and that they should not be curious about or touch them as they would cause mental pollution!

But in Xiangzi's opinion, this is really... so right!

That's right, sister! That's right! Something this dark and profound has to have side effects!

If there are no side effects, then wouldn’t the taste be wrong?

Imagine that when you are fighting with a monster, the opponent turns into a sky full of bats and attacks you. You smile lightly, wave your hand, and the moonlight condenses into a blade in your hand and swings out a magic wave. In an instant, the enemy is seriously injured. Because you paid the price, one of your eyes is bleeding, but you still smile coldly at the opponent.

This is exactly what I want!

I can do this kind of thing too!

Xiangzi's hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even pick up the food with his chopsticks. Before, Chris had said no, so forget it, but now that Chris was willing to hand it over to Kazuma, why not...

"No need. If Xiangzi wants to become stronger, he can go to the Kiritani family's dojo and learn sword skills from Kirito's sister."

Kerry shook his head.

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Ugh?

When Xiangzi heard Kerry's refusal, he felt like he was struck by thunder.

why?

Xiangzi really wanted to ask, but didn't want to express it so hastily.

After taking two more bites of breakfast, he began to ask questions indirectly.

"That... is it because I don't have magical talent?"

Oh no! Am I not acting like I care a lot?

Xiangzi was anxious inside, but on the surface he continued to eat and even sipped the cheap coffee.

"Yes."

Kerry didn't want to explain so many reasons to Xiangzi, and anyone could see that Xiangzi cared about this matter very much, so he just said what Xiangzi said with malicious intentions.

"Well……"

Xiangzi, the immortal man, almost choked on the food in his mouth. He forced his hands to stop shaking and answered with some disappointment.

"Well, I haven't tried it either, do I really have no talent?

I think that each of us can learn something to improve the overall combat capability of the team."

Ku Yasi! Why?

If Sato Kazuma can do it, why can't I?

What about me? What about me?

Why can't I, who yearns for magic, do it, but you, who seem impatient to learn magic...?

Xiangzi looked at Kerry with longing eyes.

But Kerry still shook his head with pretended regret.

"It can't be done."

First of all, not telling them is to prevent them from having too much psychological burden that affects their actions.

Also, to some extent, in addition to talent, another important factor in controlling magic is luck.

When it comes to luck, no one can compare to He Zhen.

As for Xiangzi's luck... Chris can only say that Xiangzi is very lucky in finding someone who can drive Eva. He can easily do things that Ikari Gendo can't do. His other luck is hard to describe.

Don’t cast a spell in the future and fail miserably every day, or you’ll end up paralyzed.

Hearing the rejection from Kerry again, Xiangzi felt his heart was broken, and the fire of loss and jealousy burned fiercely.

She also wanted to sit by the campfire and listen to Kerry's dark and blasphemous words.

Master those cool moves little by little, finally get praised and use them in actual combat!

He took a couple of bites of food casually, took the garbage away in a huff, glared at Kazuma, and then turned and left.

"How did I offend her?"

Kazuma looked at Kerry in confusion.

Kerry shrugged.

After Xiangzi left, Kirito also came down. The three of them turned on the TV and tuned it to the channel that always broadcast anime during holidays. They watched while eating.

Due to the slow speed of some video network resources in Japan, many anime are broadcast on fixed TV stations. This is why in the early years in Japan, people often needed help recording programs when they had something to do but wanted to watch one.

"Alas, why is it another isekai-themed film? The Japanese industry is really failing. Where have the days gone when there were always one or two masterpieces a year with titles like Heaven's Lost Property, To Love-Ru, and Fate?"

Kazuma complained dissatisfiedly.

"Well, this is part of the changing times. For us, the theme of the other world is something we're tired of. Those plots of being bullied and then bullying back are very clichéd. But for middle school students who have just reached the age of being exposed to anime, these are things they have never seen before.

This is what is called the aesthetic cycle.”

Kirito spread his hands.

"With the declining birthrate so serious, where are all these new viewers coming from?"

Kazuma hurriedly ate a few bites of food and went upstairs with Kerry.

Today's main learning is a kind of healing magic for diseases, but it seems to be a variant of the plague spell, which is used by the Hillichills to treat infectious diseases in the tribe, so Kazuma learned that kind of plague spell first yesterday.

Seeing the two of them go to study, Kirito sighed.

"call……"

He really wanted to have a good rest, such as inviting his friends to play games together.

However, seeing his teammates working so hard, he felt a little uncomfortable.

How about going back to the dojo to practice?

No, it would be too troublesome to meet Suguha.

Go practice in the park.

Kirito thought about it, walked to a sports store, bought a bamboo sword, and then walked to the park.

Akabanedai Park has been closed for a while since the last fierce battle between several people. It is now open to the public again, but at this time, there are quite a lot of people in the park.

Kirito walked up the mountain path and saw that the place where the shrine was originally placed had been demolished, with only a few rivet marks left on the ground.

Arriving at the deserted pavilion on the top of the mountain, Kirito drew out the bamboo sword from behind him.

Kirito swung casually, then paused and gathered his strength, preparing to swing the sword a second time.

"Shh!"

"Click!"

The bamboo sword in his hand suddenly exploded and turned into something like a training broom.

Yes, this kind of practice with swords, and being swung like a whip, is simply unable to withstand the inhuman strength of several people.

Kirito scratched his head in distress.

Only then did he remember that the two curved blades he had obtained from the murlocs were also damaged.

There's no such thing as repair powder here; if a weapon is broken, it's broken.

The only katana that can still be used is the one that Nakiri Senzaemon gave me.

He also brought the katana, but he had no intention of practicing with a sharpened blade in public.

"Hey, boy over there, are you worried about not having a suitable weapon?"

Suddenly a voice sounded from the woods.

Kirito looked back warily, only to find a forest.

How come the tree can talk?

Just when Kirito was puzzled, a piece of bark was lifted off.

A sloppy, dirty, and middle-aged man with some white hair walked out from behind.

"Sorry, I scared you. I'm also training. My name is Honbu Izo.

My dojo is in the park over there. Are you interested in sparring with me? If so, I have quite a few good swords here, and I can give you one.

It’s not easy to find a master like this little brother.”

The man spoke to Kirito sincerely, which Kirito found very strange.

What kind of dojo would be in a park? So he shook his head.

"no need."

Kirito said as he prepared to leave.

"Brother, don't be so cold. After all, sparring is like rape. It doesn't require consent from both parties. As long as one party takes action, it begins, right?"

The middle-aged man plucked out a few strands of his hard hair, formed them into a string, and blew it towards the back of Kirito's neck.

"Shh!"

Kirito swung the cello bag on his back to block the attack instantly, then opened the zipper and unsheathed the weapon.

He turned his head and looked at the other person.

"Uh... that's a really fierce look."

When the man saw Kirito, he turned his head and looked at him, touching his head a little embarrassedly, but he also took out a dagger from his pocket.

"But this opportunity is rare. If I knock you down, I will take you to the hospital and pay for your medical expenses."

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Chapter 5 Taoism!

Great! This is what I want!

Although he was still saying something about sending the person to the hospital, he was already extremely excited in his heart.

Good, good, good! This look is definitely enough to kill!

This is exactly what I want! I didn't expect to meet such a good opponent when I just came out to practice.

If I let him go, even the heavens would cry!