Noah decided to make his way to visit Master Tanaka. Ever since he had won the championship months ago, Noah hadn't visited his dojo master—the man who had taught him some fundamentals of swordsmanship that had eventually evolved into his current master-level capabilities through other means.
He'd been busy with so many things in the other world, fighting monsters and nobles, building his business empire, and dealing with the constant difficulties that always emerged both in magical kingdoms and back on Earth.
"I wonder how well everyone is doing," he muttered with a genuine smile as he accelerated in his GTR toward the familiar dojo location. It would be good to see Master Tanaka again, maybe spar with some of the other students, reconnect with that part of his life that felt increasingly distant.
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