Memoirs of the Returnee - Chapter 4



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＃Returner’s Notepad Episode 4

Young Heart (1)

A four-person room in the orphanage dormitory. I am sitting on the bed and looking in the mirror.

Blonde hair that grew out like a dog that lost its owner. Haggard, sunken blue eyes. A face line where the breast fat has not yet disappeared. A height that doesn’t exceed 170, and a ratio that I can confidently say is pretty good.

This is me, eighteen years old.

Eighteen is usually the time when growth is complete, and most people will not deviate significantly from the physical body created at this time, but not me.

I become bigger and stronger.

Ironically, it is thanks to Danjeonam.

As the cancer cells in the Danjeon proliferate, a special magical power called ‘divisive magic’ is sprayed and touches the musculoskeletal system, including the growth plate, to force abnormal ‘tertiary sexual characteristics’.

Of course, it does not grow infinitely. At some point, the body adapts to the division power of cancer cells and becomes resistant.

Anyway, I have grown nearly 30cm more here. Bones and muscles become stronger, and the proportions that were originally good are developed into muscles that are optimal for combat.

It was the reason I was able to roll on the floor.

It was rotten on the inside, but hard on the outside.

“… … three days.”

I looked at the calendar. The match was just around the corner.

I’ve been training pretty hard so far. He built up his core muscles in a week, loosened up his body enough to adapt to the training, and subscribed to more channels.

Boxing is [Sengun], Judo is [Momchitapa Degel], and swordsmanship is [Active Knight A].

Luxido was steadily applied throughout the entire process, and I was convinced that it was a passive feature of “Notepad.”

[33 / 100]

Last 24-hour capacity history: +3

I didn’t remember anything, but the capacity went up by 3.

“Oh, my body hurts.”

Of course, even if you have this luxido, it takes practice, effort, and training time to follow the movements ‘properly.’

However, there is also a way to skip all of that and just use the skill level.

All you have to do is invest your horsepower.

For example, even if I target a 100m runner with “Luxido,” that doesn’t mean he can run 100m in 5 seconds.

Of course, because I lack athletic ability. This is because the muscles essential for running are not formed.

However, with the assistance of magical power, it is roughly, so to speak, ‘forced’ to become similar.

The price is enormous muscle pain.

“Let’s go soon.”

I woke up and looked at the clock on my smartphone.

Now it was time for training and appointment.

I also had a promise.

* * *

“hey. Zion.”

As soon as I sat down on the park bench at the orphanage, someone called me. He was a dark man.

He came over and sat down next to me with his hands in his pockets.

“Are you fucking relaxed?”

It was a voice made through clenched teeth.

I shrugged my shoulders.

“There are only three days left. You guys should take some rest now and take care of your condition.”

“… … No, fuck. What are you really? It wasn’t like that before. “You worked really hard on your own even if you weren’t asked to do it before!”

I saw him. His bronzed skin covered in freckles, flowing black semi-curly hair, and a tall physique.

He’s a unique man, but I can’t quite remember who he is.

I muttered as if sighing.

“I can’t train like that anymore. I’m too old. “I’m not feeling well.”

“Are you crazy? “Why are you getting old?”

Physical exercise is poison to me. In the first place, even the time you can move your body vigorously is limited. Danjeon cancer patients are naturally like that.

You should have seen it before.

“That’s it, you bastard! “We’re all old anyway, so even if we become independent soon, they’ll have to stay here, right?”

He pointed to a playground in one corner of the park.

There are many children who use their small hands and feet to ride on swings, climb jungle gyms, and play games like cops and robbers and hide and seek.

“If we lose, everything will fall apart. If you get adopted, you’re lucky, and if you’re not, no one knows which orphanage you’ll be scattered to. You know that. “They could be sold to another country!”

He spoke passionately and put his hand on my shoulder.

“… … ah. right. “You are Telun.”

Then I suddenly remembered.

Tellun.

I know this guy.

When I shaved my hair because of brain tumor surgery. There was a guy who pretended to be strong to the kids at daycare who were teasing me, saying, ‘Are you kidding me like that?’

“You said the knight was a dream, right?”

“… … “I’m talking about when.”

Telun narrowed his eyebrows slightly. I saw the sword he had on his belt. It was a broadsword.

“Are you planning on fighting with a sword?”

“That’s right. I also received praise from Instructor Dent. Probably not as much as you. “Your father was the Libra Knight.”

Knight of Libra.

My father was like that.

If even a low-ranking knight could be called a knight.

I asked, looking at the playground at the orphanage.

“… … Do you like Libra?”

“what? You idiot. “Thanks to Libra, we are here.”

“okay?”

Well, this is a natural reaction.

Because my resentment is mine and mine alone.

“Oh, that’s it.”

Telun stood up, shaking his butt.

“I’m so fucking disappointed in you.”

“Save your disappointment later. “I don’t plan on losing.”

“… … okay? Then I believe it. “Because there’s nothing you can do other than believe.”

Telun said, pouting his lips. I laughed to myself.

He is a dignified guy. Quite a bit for an eighteen year old.

Waaaaaa——

At that time, two children appeared from the other side of the walkway.

3 and 5 years old respectively. Now, familiar children are running towards me, calling my name with their mouths wide open.

Zion–.

Telun tilted his head.

“Berry Belle? What are they? Are you close with them?”

I looked at the clock on my smartphone.

It was exactly 10:30.

“I decided to let you use the smartphone for 30 minutes a day.”

“what? What phone?”

“this.”

I took out my smartphone from my pocket.

“… … Where did you get that from? “Can I take a look too?”

Then, Telun also had a similar expression as Bell Berry, who was running from afar.

* * *

February 25, 2013.

It was noon on the day of the fight to abolish orphanages.

On the sun-lit parade ground, I am lined up with nine other people, including Telun.

“… … “Are you ready?”

The air in the orphanage was heavy, but mixed in was an unknown hope called faith.

They all belonged to children. Like children, the children believed in the victory of ‘our house’.

“There is nothing to be nervous about. All you have to do is show off the skills you have built up. “It’s not an opponent you can’t beat.”

Dent said. I looked around. Short children and slightly older children were sitting in the stands. There were many teachers at the orphanage.

It seems like I’m trying to cheer them on, but it’s actually a burden. There are 600 people. Thanks to this, the 9 warriors are already in a panic.

“come.”

Telun looked somewhere and clenched his fists.

——Buuuuung.

A mercenary truck appeared at the entrance to the orphanage. They came to a nice stop at the corner of the parade ground and got off.

“Ah, this is it. Nice to meet you.”

First, a bald man who appeared to be in charge approached Dent. He was wearing quite neat leather armor.

“This is Roxas, vice-captain of the Blue Talon mercenaries.”

“This is Dent, an instructor at the daycare center and a junior engineer with 8 years of experience.”

“yes. I heard the story about the orphanage. “I guess there are ten of them, right?”

Dent nodded. The vice-captain scanned our faces.

“We also prepared as balanced as possible. All members have less than one year of practical experience. Here are the supporting documents. “Let’s take it.”

The bald guy is talking bullshit.

“They may be kids, but they won’t do it in vain as they are promised a fee and a victory allowance.”

Unlike Gura, who is naturally virtuous, his attitude is gentlemanly. Even though he is impersonating a mercenary group, he is an active knight.

The bald vice-captain looked back at us and said.

“I hope that you will prove your skills and protect and achieve what you want.”

Seuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuw!

A quiet sound mixed with his voice, quite different from the mercenary truck.

In the distance, three luxury sedans enter the nursery, reflecting the sunlight. Of the three cars that glided by, two stopped first, and the driver got out and opened the back seat.

The aspects that come out of it are familiar to me as well. Among Libra’s important roles, there is no face I don’t know.

They are the henchmen of the eldest son Zedric, led by the butler ‘Henry’.

“… … .”

My expression became cold. My blood vessels throbbed.

I chewed my molars and endured it.

I looked at the third and final sedan. It seemed like they had no intention of coming out.

There’s probably Libra’s youngest child, Zia, in there. She is a person who is extremely reluctant to show herself to the public.

“The distinguished guests have arrived.”

The guys, including Telun, became even more nervous at the vice-captain’s words. Meanwhile, Henry the butler and others prepared luxurious chairs and sat down.

Did you bring the chair in the trunk?

“Who will be first in line?”

The vice-captain asked. Dent looked back at us.

Telun raised his hand.

“I will do it first.”

Looking at his courageous expression, the vice-captain smiled slightly.

“great. hey! we are?”

“I will do it.”

She is a female mercenary. She had heavy makeup and green hair that was obviously dyed. She is even wearing a mask, as if she got her mercenary goods from somewhere.

“Uh, you’re a woman.”

A blush appeared on Telun’s face for a moment. The mercenary chuckled and asked.

“Are you a prosecutor?”

“yes? Ah, yes. “I use a sword.”

“I’m a sword too. “Listen first.”

Telun swallowed and grabbed his broadsword. The mercenary also raised a sword with a curved tip. It was a scimitar.

I watched quietly.

What will they do in this match?

“I and Instructor Dent will look at the judgment together.”

“yes.”

“The rules are international sparring rules. If you shout surrender, you lose. If casualties appear to occur, the referee intervenes. “Because it’s a match, not a real fight.”

“Let’s do that.”

Dent nodded.

“then.”

Hmm. The vice-captain cleared his throat and shouted loudly.

“from now on–!”

Telun and the mercenaries. Two people go up to the non-stage set up in the center of the playground.

“preparation!”

First, the mercenary offers his hand. Telun takes her hand nervously.

A short handshake.

The two soon turned around and stood ten paces apart from each other.

“–start!”

Putting that loud cry to shame, the beginning was a battle of exploration. Neither Telun nor the mercenaries made a hasty move.

It’s a real sword.

Just a slight cut can kill you, and just a cut can kill you.

“… … going.”

Before long, it is Telun who very kindly announces that he is ‘going’.

He took three steps forward and swung his sword. He seemed to have mastered his skills mainly through textbooks. The mercenary simply parried his sword.

Chang- Chang- Chang- Chang- Chang-

The sound of swords mixing together.

No, the sound is too monotonous and regular to be called ‘mixed’.

“Tsk.”

There was nothing to see.

Beyond just watching, they are putting on some kind of play. She is level with Telun, taking her time appropriately.

“Huh!”

Of course, Telun doesn’t know. This is because the difference in class is too severe, and the other person’s acting skills are unnecessarily professional.

“Ugh!”

On stage, ordinary people dealing with veteran actors. Two swords embroidered in the air. Chaeng—— The exchange of the real and the fake in an empty sound.

“Kaaah!”

Beads of sweat sprang from Telun’s bronze body. Blood flowed from her grip on her sword.

Telun gave his all. His will was sufficient and his heart was upright. Everything about him was ‘real’.

However, this play itself is just a stage to deceive the real thing.

“Sigh!”

At some point, Telun took a deep breath. Did he intend to throw a game based on his physical strength? He twisted his body and struck the sword from top to bottom.

Weighted strike.

The mercenary took a narrow backstep and countered at the same time.

Hiss—!

With one thrust, Telun’s guard was taken off. The scimitar blade touched the end of my neck.

“… … .”

“… … .”

The two stopped moving without saying a word. We looked at each other as if we had made a promise.

haha-

Rough breathing became entangled. A bead of sweat flowed from the tip of Telun’s chin. The woman said, laughing bitterly.

“If you don’t surrender, you will be stabbed?”

“… … “I lost.”

Telun lowered his head with gritted teeth, and the children sighed.

The remaining warriors comforted Telun, who was trudging down from the off-stage.

“great job.”

“You worked hard. I saw it. “You did well.”

“… … sorry.”

Even Telun himself seemed somewhat relieved. She seemed to think that her efforts had been somewhat rewarded.

I was offended.

Because it was a deception.

No, it was an insult that went beyond deception.

“Blue Talon Mercenaries win! next!”

The match continued without a break.

After Telun, one, two, three, four… … . In each game, the mercenaries’ speed control was excellent. Everyone at the orphanage watched with bated breath, but the result was obvious.

Pretend to push, pretend to pull, and that’s it.

end. end. end.

All 9 people lost.

“… … this. “0 wins, 9 losses.”

The vice-captain scratched the back of his neck as if embarrassed.

The nine defeated were spread out on the floor, and the playground was already filled with crying children.

“I guess the last one would be that friend. “The knight’s son.”

The vice-captain pointed at me.

“Sion Ascal.”

Dent also looked at me. I felt like I knew the meaning of that gaze.

You show me.

Or, at least show it to yourself.

“Maybe this is just a coincidence, but our mercenary group still has the best hitter left… … .”

“hey. “Give it to me.”

I held out my hand to Telun. Telun, with a despairing expression, blinked his eyes and then held out his broadsword.

“… … “Sion, you clearly said you wouldn’t lose.”

“That’s what I said. “I don’t know what will happen.”

“what?”

Telun frowned. I went straight to the off-stage. The opposing mercenary was already standing opposite. It was a man with brown messy hair who had camouflage cream applied between his eyes.

he asked.

“Are you a prosecutor?”

I silently grabbed the broadsword. It was heavy. The opponent also had the same broadsword. He let his sword hang down and laughed bitterly.

“cute. Well, he is the son of a knight. But you know what? “These days, the world has changed and there are more knights who don’t use swords.”

–preparation!

The enemy is the strong one.

I don’t yet know how strong he is, but as of now, it may be a level that I can’t even reach with my fingertips.

Therefore, you will definitely let down your guard.

To use a metaphor, I am a toddler hiding a pistol. Instead of keeping the boundaries, I worry that I might accidentally fall.

You might go one step further and think of it like a newborn baby.

start–!

multiplication.

There is no such thing.