Chapter 66
I came to Japan once again.
After performing the final rite for my one and only friend in the Eastern Lands—the captain of the First Squad—
I was entrusted with a sword.
A sword that drank every last drop of blood.
Together with that bloodstained beloved blade, I returned.
This time, the Armored Dragon is taking a break.
It’s probably resting leisurely in the royal palace gardens, in the dragon stable.
My jet-black full plate—no, Mr. Armor—
I’ve lent to the dragon for now as well.
And I made a promise with my friend.
That from this bloodstained beloved blade,
he would watch over the path I choose to walk—
the path of my sword.
That’s why I want to show many things
to this cherished blade of mine.
“Now then… shall we go, my friend!!”
The bloodstained beloved blade throbbed—thump—
and answered me.
And so,
I arrived at the Tokyo Guild Headquarters.
I’ll register anew, this time under my real name.
I don’t really want to work too seriously,
so I’ll take it easy…
but I’ll do my best!
I’ve been here several times already
with the Black Knight version of Mr. Full Plate.
Wiping out a punk party,
meeting the Prime Minister and the Guild Master,
even accompanying a Hero’s party into a dungeon.
But this time, I want to start from scratch!
I don’t know how far my swordsmanship will carry me, but
for the sake of my beloved blade, I’ll do my best… in moderation.
So,
I head to the reception desk.
It’s a new receptionist.
The previous one was fired after being scapegoated
for the Guild Master’s misconduct.
“Uh, it’s my first time here—registration, please?”
I say to the receptionist.
“Nice to meet you, welcome.
You’re a new explorer, correct? Understood.
Please fill out this form—only what you’re comfortable with.
It’s used as a reference when forming parties,”
the receptionist explains.
“Got it.”
Name: Chrono Kishi
Weapon: Katana
Mana: 0
Magic: Cannot use
Frontliner
Party: Not recruiting
Skill level / Achievements / Experience: 0 — Beginner
Highest reached floor: 0
Yeah! I’m trash-tier weak…
It’s fine! I know that already.
Still, writing it all down made me a bit sad…
I know pretending would get found out anyway,
so I wrote everything honestly.
“Thank you very much.
As a new explorer, please wear this name tag.
And here is your guild card.
Would you like an explanation?”
the receptionist asks.
“No need.”
This makes my second New Explorer name tag, counting the Black Knight one.
It boldly says NEW EXPLORER.
As for guild cards and such—
they’re pretty much the same as in any other isekai.
I head to the upper levels of the Tokyo Dungeon—Floor 1.
Beginner-only.
Then—
a goblin appears.
Without forgetting the basics,
I pull back my left shoulder, step my right foot forward,
and open my body halfway—
the Heiseigan stance.
I open the katana to the right, the blade turned inward.
In short, it’s a thrusting stance
that lets you counterattack immediately even if the strike is dodged.
Yes!
The very stance of my friend—the captain of the First Squad—
who entrusted me with this bloodstained beloved blade!!
I thrust.
I swung with force approaching the speed of sound,
leaving the sound behind.
A blood-red slash danced through the air,
skewering the goblin
and piercing straight through the wall beyond.
There didn’t seem to be anyone around, so it should be fine.
I pick up the goblin’s magic stone.
I’ll have to exchange it at the guild later.
Keeping up this pace, I move on to Floor 2,
where I face slimes.
I repeat the same fundamentals again and again.
And the next day, I transfer back to the guild.
“Buying magic stones, please.”
“Certainly.
200 extremely small stones—20,000 yen.
The amount has been deposited to your guild card.
Please confirm,”
says the receptionist.
“Yeah, got it.”
