Story 1-6 "Slaves and Magic and True Skill"

Story 1-6 "Slaves and Magic and True Skill"

"H-Huh? I'm... alive? Didn't I die?"

Her words were trembling. Without batting an eye to me directly in front, she checked her own body.

...Deja vu.

"Oi, are you alright?"

I can't just stand here with her.

If more monsters come it would be a pain. I don't have time to waste.

And so, I called out to her and stretched out my hand.

In any case, she probably would just insult me.

And then I would punish her,

... Or so I thought.

"Ah... Y-yes..."

Hamakaze replied, with her cheeks turning red. As she stood up, grasping my hand, she blankly stared at me.

Just like a maiden in love.

...Nonono, I can't be saying that.

"U-Um!"

"Yes?"

"I-I'm Hamakaze Juri. Um... May I know your name?"

"...Huh?"

What is she asking? Doesn't she know I'm Katsuragi Daichi?

"U-Umm, do you not want to? I'm s-sorry."

Hamakaze, humbly averting her eyes.

H-Huh? What happened?

I need to confurm the situation.

"Oi, Hamakaze."

"Ju-Juri is fine."

"Sorry, but I'm not one you would like to be called that. I'm Katsuragi Daichi."

"...Eh? Katsuagi Dai... Eh?"

Hamakaze, mubling and pointing at me. It's hilarious.

"Yup. The one who was summoned with you."

"No-No way...!"

Hamakaze, sitting down.

Looks like the fleeting hope I had broke down.

It felt a bit refreshing.

"Hey, Hamakaze. There's something I want to ask of you."

"..."

"Oi, Hamakaze."

"...Don't talk to me, Katsuragi."

"...Hm."

When she knew who I was, I get replied with the back of her hand. Looks like things never change.

But, our positions are different than before.

I'm the strong one, and you are the weakling.

"Hamakaze. This isn't a request. It's an order. Answer the question I'm about to give."

"What are you saying? Don't you know your place?"

And then she casted a spell.

"Spirits of the Flame, burn everything to ashes! Fireball!"

The floating orb of flame didn't come out. Hamakaze blinked.

"Wha-Why!? I should have a lot of Magic left!"

"Won't you know through your Status?"

I made a grin that a villain would make.

I think I know why she can't use her magic.

"O-Open!"

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Hamakaze Juri Class: Higher Slave Level 12

Stamina:620

Magic:520

Physical:190

Endurance:200

Wit:320

Special Ability: "Autoheal" Heals 5 Stamina every 10 minutes.

Special Status: "Higher Slave" Owner: Katsuragi Daichi

Seals all abilities against him until release.

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"Wha-What is this..."

She was dumbfounded.

By the way, I can see the Statuses of my slaves.

Hamakaze is seeing the same Status as I am.

"Do you understand, Hamakaze? I'm the master, you're the servant. You can't defy me."

"I-I can't accept that!"

"It's the truth. After all that, isn't this punishment from the heavens for all that you did to me?"

"I-I didn't do anything!"

"Mhm. You didn't really bully me, but you didn't try to help. It's the same."

"No way..."

"Do you understand how I felt? Proabbly not. Every day that cpmes, I get hit, insulted; you wouldn't understand my feelings."

"..."

Hamakaze was unable to reply. Obviously. She can't really understand.

She only knew that I was mad.

"...Tch, just answer my question... Oh, here."

I passed my robe to her.

"W-What?"

"It's a robe. You can cover yourself, right? Are you trying to tempt me?

"Hide? ...A-Kya!!"

Looks like she finally realized. She grabbed the robe from my hands and covered her chest, hugging it.

She glared at me with a sharp gaze, and murmured something softly.

"Huh? Did you say something?"

"It's nothing! Don't look here!"

"...Well, fine by me."

I left the room, and Hamakaze followed behind.

"...Thank you."

Let's keep it a secret that those words I haven't heard in a while reached my ears.

... Sometimes, it's not bad.

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After that, while looking around the floor for the staircase, we talked back and forth.

"Eh... Then, we have to fight those guys?

"I guess."

"No way... It's impossible..."

"Why do you think that?"

"I mean, Samejima didn't even even falter! How can we even beat him?"

Before, I showed her my specs which were way higher than Samejima's, but...

She doesn't seem to believe in it.

I probably don't need to correct that now.

"Don't worry, Hamakaze. I'll protect you."

"Wha-! I-Idiot! Even though you're Katsuragi, the weakling!"

Hamakaze suddenly turned red and started fiddling her fingers.

What is this, is she this easy?

Or maybe it's that I'm not not my usual self.

She's misunderstanding it. The ones protecting you will be subordinates, and the more, the better. I already died five times.

And so, when your conscious gets back to your body there seems to be some sort of lag. In this moment I want them to protect me to the death.

When I die, I bring them with me.

It's not something out of kindness.

And then I settled the question.

What I knew.

First of all, my appearance changed.

My face became better, but my stature didn't change. I didn't get fatter. My figure became better. Was my fat that delicious?

I don't think I'm far off, but this is probably the effect of "Revenge of the Resented".

"When I first saw you I my heart was racing, but inside it's Katsuragi..."

"Be quiet. This personality was because of you guys."

"Uuu..."

Hamakaze became quiet.

Speaking of which, I wonder how she feels getting thrown away by her classmates.

Betrayed; Cast away; Hamakaze came to this side.『裏切られた』『見捨てられた』の二点では、浜風はこっちサイドだ。

If she resents Samejima as well then shw would be willing to perform vengeance together.

Since I'm so familiar with such pain and suffering.

Next I learned the magic Hamakaze herself can't use. Thanks to that I got more variations in my attacks.

Two hours passed having such conversation.

We went back to the large room we started at.

However, this time the door was closed.

"Hm? Why is it closed?"

"I wonder... Ah!"

Looks like she remembered after shaking her head.

Seems to be an unpleasant memory.

Her face looks horrible.

Speeaking of which, she died in this room. It's trauma, I guess.

"Hamakaze... Tell me what happened here. If you don't, I won't be able to deal with it."

Hamakaze weakly staightened herself.

"After opening this door, suddenly monsters attacked in waves. Maybe this time it will happen again..."

"What types?"

"Rigals, Ariants and a High Wolf."

Weren't those the ones that ate me? I got to settle things.

Time for a revenge match.

"I see. Thanks."

"I think we shoould back off and check things out further..."

"Alright, let's go in."

"You already decided!?"

Fighting waves of monsters was favorable. It would be easy to see my actual strength.

There are things numbers won't be able to show.

The worst outcome is that I would die and revive, and I probably can revive Hamakaze as well. Even though I don't like pain.

I pushed opened the gates.

Empty space. I walked to the center together with Hamakaze.

Suddenly, a light shone from above. "Eeek!" Hamakaze was about to cry, but I can't be worrying about that.

"Hamakaze, stand by. If monsters come to you be prepared."

"What about you!?"

"I'll beat all that come out."

"Huh!?"

"They're coming! Smash them with magic! Grab onto me!"

"Eh- Wait! Ah..."

I embraced Hamakaze, who was dawdling about.

To be truthful, I wasnted to test out how far I could grope her.

"First, I'll go with full force!"

My Magic focused in my right hand, as if it was compressing.

"Wha-What is this!?"

Winds whirled around me. To not be blasted by the wind, I bent down, lowering my center of gravity. The winds that gathered became a sphere floating upon my palm.

"Growl!!"

"Kisha!!"

"Jaaaa!!"

The waves of three monsters appeared. From everywhere, the attacked.

At the same time, I was ready.

"Emperor of the Wind! Cut through those who oppose my rule of right! The rule of the royalty that spew forth storms! Form upon! Turn everything to dust, and return them to the earth!

Berserk Tempest!!"

As my incantation finished, the ball of wind shot forth.

A high pitched metal sound resonated.

It was so loud the monsters' howls disappeared.

In an instant the space turned silent.

The silence was broken with sounds of entrails spewing forth.

"...Eh, no way...?"

Hamakaze, who was closing her eyes, lost her words upon the shock of such view.

The person who used it, myself, had the same thought as Hamakaze.

The room was painted in green, filled with grains of light.

I was able to kill all those monsters with one strike.

With such over-the-top power, we were unable to move.