Episode 21

Even in his dreams Harold didnt think that the opponent who was openly baring his hostility just before the match was thinking of such things now, but still he sensed that Itsukis mood had changed and he was puzzled at that sudden change.

Well he might just be in a good mood since he won- he came to this conclusion which was completely off the mark.

(Or rather I lost. WhatI dont feel like losing at all)

And that too he lost by disqualification against a kid. It was more pitiful than losing normally.

He was thinking that perhaps this high-spec body excelled at some flag collection ability.

As though sweeping away that worst possible case which crossed his mind, he shook his head 2 to 3 times, and wishing to puck up his mood which had sunk by breathing fresh air, his feet headed outside the dojo.

Instead of going outside the entrance from which he came in, he went towards the opening which was connected to the changing room, and stood under the blue sky.

While bathing in the comfortable wind which felt good against his perspiring body, he continued barefoot on the the white stone pavement which was laid down beautifully.

From the dojo which had its entrance set up on a hill, there was an unbroken view of the Sumeragis town.

The townscape which resembled old Japan spread out below the cliff. The buildings which were spread out were only wooden ones and there were no buildings which were high enough to cut across sky. Here and there, nature was overflowing, and as though to color them, pink petals were fluttering about.

Although it wasnt a scenery he was particularly familiar with, it was without a doubt one which directly stimulated a Japanese persons nostalgia.

Maybe that was the trigger.

The time since he came to this world was approximately 5 months. Remembering about his home world which came across his mind, his tear glands slackened and his vision became blurred.

As though that was the signal for the burst, Harolds