Training progress was increasing.
But it hadn't reached its peak yet.
The floodwaters gathered by the upstream downpour breached the dam.
But for Akira, these were minor scenes.
High walls were built in the mountain stream—impenetrable.
The floodwaters could only accumulate, and after being intercepted by several dams, they transitioned normally from upstream.
"No… not now…"
Saeko Busujima shook her head.
Training progress had reached its limit.
[Character: Saeko Busujima]
[Potential: S]
[Loyalty: 100]
[Strength: 9.0]
[Agility: 8.8]
[Endurance: 9.2]
[Skill: Swordsmanship Proficiency 50%]
[Evolution Progress: 64%]
[Status: Fatigued]
This time, the data increased by 3 points.
It was believed that in a few days, Saeko's basic stats would catch up to Kasumigaoka Utaha's.
This S-rank potential was truly terrifying.
However, the more terrifying, the more Akira liked it.
He kissed Saeko Busujima's cheek, and she showed a happy smile, leaning into his arms.
"Bai, do you want me to help you clean up?"
Woohoo!
It was the first time Saeko Busujima had taken the initiative to suggest it.
Akira naturally agreed—to encourage her.
[Host: Akira]
[Profession: Trainer]
[Strength: 79.4]
[Agility: 78.6]
[Endurance: 80.5]
[Skill: Trainer Basic Skill LV1 (Proficiency 86%)]
[Free Combat Mastery (Proficiency 5%)]
[Language Mastery (Proficiency 17%)]
[Perfect Swordsmanship (Proficiency: 2%)]
Looking at his panel,
Akira smiled contentedly.
If it weren't for the mission guiding him to interact with those monsters and demons,
actually, life on campus wasn't bad at all.
Slurp~!
Slurp~!
Now, Saeko Busujima alone could contribute 15 points to all attributes.
Her swordsmanship comprehension was also fast.
Given a little time, Akira felt that he could also become a "Sword Saint"—debuted in the C-position and carved out a new path.
However, he would just let nature take its course.
He believed that if the three major forces weren't foolish, they would all discover the Saeko Busujima lead.
It just depended on who could find him first.
He didn't want to think about these messy things. Kitagawa Marin was waiting for him after school this afternoon.
"Mmm~!"
Saeko Busujima got up.
She swallowed.
Akira stroked her head and put her in the ball to rest for a while.
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Looking at the empty rooftop, Akira said while eating his bento, "Always being on the rooftop isn't a solution."
"Although almost no one comes here, there are always hidden dangers."
"And as the seasons change…"
Kasumigaoka Utaha propped her chin. "Then let's go to a club!"
"I was just about to say that. But going to someone else's club isn't convenient, so I plan to apply for one myself."
Akira stroked his chin. "How about a Shadow Play Club? A club for watching movies and playing games."
"But wouldn't such a club overlap with other clubs in the school?"
"This is a combination of a movie-watching club and a gaming club!"
Saeko Busujima said nothing. Her club had already been decided—the Kendo Club.
If it weren't for her title as the national kendo championship winner, she wouldn't even have been able to get into this school.
Akira scratched his head. "Let's talk about it again. As long as I can find a room, and then I'll pay for the renovations myself."
"That will be our new training ground!"
After finishing his bento in a few bites, Saeko Busujima naturally took it and tidied up.
Kasumigaoka Utaha thought for a moment. "I don't have any good ideas either, but if there's a need, I'll definitely participate."
"Then we'll discuss it again. Lunch break is almost over. Let's go back to the classroom and prepare for class."
Akira took the bento box and led the way.
Saeko Busujima and Kasumigaoka Utaha then went their separate ways.
Now, compared to ordinary people, they indeed possessed absolute crushing strength.
However, in front of those powerful existences, their ability to resist was still very limited.
Moreover, they didn't want to cause trouble for Akira.
So, they tacitly chose to secretly develop first—then amaze everyone.
"Hey, Akira-san, where did you go at noon? I brought a bento today and wanted to eat lunch with you!"
Seeing the bento box on Kitagawa Marin's desk, Akira chuckled. "I was on the rooftop, but I don't think that's very suitable."
"So I was thinking about whether to establish a club and apply for a clubroom!"
"Oh, that's a good idea."
Kitagawa Marin thought: This way, she and Akira would have a relatively private space to discuss cosplay-related topics.
"Akira-san, have you decided what kind of club you want to establish?"
"Not yet."
"No rush. Club applications don't start until next week anyway."
A cold voice came. The usually aloof Alisa proactively broke the ice. "I joined the student council, so I knew about next week's affairs in advance."
"Oh~! Then Alisa, can we ask for your help when we apply for the club?"
"I'll try my best. But I might not be able to help much."
"It's great that you're willing to help."
Akira said with a smile, turning the pressure in the context into nothing. "Then thank you in advance, Alisa."
"N-no problem!"
Alisa's heart pounded fiercely.
The next second, the class bell rang.
Saeko Busujima also stepped into the classroom just as the bell rang.
"Class start!"
"Stand up!"
"Hello, teacher."
The afternoon classes were not complicated.
One might even say they were a bit simple.
After all, Akira was a transmigrator and had memories from Blue Star. These things were like child's play to him now.
Because he was bored,
Akira took out a notebook again and began to Focus on writing a light novel from his memories.
This time he was writing Sword Art Online, but the story setting had been altered.
It became more bizarre, more fantastical—closer to the worldview of the natives of this world.
In one afternoon, he filled an entire notebook, roughly estimating tens of thousands of words.
When the dismissal bell rang, he closed his notebook and stretched.
Kitagawa Marin was already impatiently by his side.
"Akira-san, let's go!"