Seeing Me Was Like a Mayfly Beholding the Vast Sky

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"...

Mars flew everywhere!

Despite being extremely exhausted, Nobunaga faced a massive attack of black fish.

But there was no time to rest. He could only stare wide-eyed, dragging his weary body, and swiftly slash with the short sword that Cat Teacher had given him!

In no Kung Fu Hustle at all!

The ground was covered with a layer of fish, some of which were even like sharp swords, their sharp noses sticking straight into the ground. They were not dead, and their tails were thrashing wildly.

Despite being struck by Nobunaga's sword, these Iron-scaled Fish remained lively and energetic.

Its body, as metallic as metal, was undamaged except for a few white marks on its dark brown scales.

"Hateful!"

"I can't hold on much longer!"

"Hey, is this supposed to be training? What's the point?!"

While desperately defending himself, Nobunaga shouted angrily at the Cat Teacher who was standing leisurely to the side.

"You brat, hang in there! This is nothing! Can't you see? Your knife... can't even cut through fish skin, meow!"

"Weak, too weak!"

"Remember, you must have conviction when you swing your sword, otherwise, your swings will always be weak and powerless!"

Upon hearing the other party's words, Nobunaga's face darkened.

Damn it, don't you have any idea how tough fish skin is, you stinky cat...?

Besides, if you hadn't made me swing that iron bar a thousand times, I might not have had the chance!

However, that's what I was thinking.

However, Nobunaga did not say it aloud; he was not one to complain.

If a problem can be solved with a knife, then there's no need for further complaining!

"Call..."

Nobunaga took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

Is it possible to cut them down if one has enough conviction?

The next second, his entire attention was focused on the attacking fish in front of him, and his eyes narrowed.

"Bass!"

A sharp blade of light flashed and disappeared in mid-air!

An Iron-scaled Fish swam past him.

"Sizzle..."

The originally hard-scaled Iron-scaled Fish was split in two and lay on the ground.

Not far away, Cat Teacher saw this scene, narrowed his eyes, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips, his whiskers twitching as he spoke.

"Not bad, meow~"

After Nobunaga unleashed that stunningly powerful strike, he panted heavily, his eyes wide, somewhat incredulous that he had actually accomplished it.

"That was... that was amazing... the feeling of that slash just now..."

Just as he was still savoring the aftertaste of that last stab...

Unbeknownst to them, the Flying Fish Collision around them had stopped.

Cat Teacher jumped in front of him again, raised her head, and shouted loudly.

"Hey kid, what are you daydreaming about!"

Now that we've grasped the true meaning of belief, it's time to begin the real training!

Nobunaga's expression twitched as he stared at it in astonishment.

"Still need to practice?"

Cat Teacher glanced at him sideways and sneered.

"Otherwise, what do you think? Do you think you can achieve twelve strikes per second so easily?!"

Then, the Cat Teacher tossed him an even longer Tachi, saying with a hint of anticipation.

"Next, prepare this fish properly for me. This old man hasn't tasted fish soup in ages!"

Nobunaga's face stiffened.

Why...

What does increasing the frequency of knife swings have to do with simmering fish soup!?

No one answered his questions.

In this training ground,

No one knows what kind of brutal training Nobunaga underwent afterward!

Under the tutelage of Cat Teacher.

He learned how to scale fish, make a flower-shaped knife, ignite a fire by striking the knife against the metallic fish scales, and then... stew a pot of delicious fish soup.

Nobunaga after drinking the fish soup.

All the fatigue I had felt earlier vanished, and I felt completely refreshed.

The two, a human and a cat, buried their heads in the bowl, savoring the delicious, magical fish soup. Both were completely satisfied.

But as always, Cat Teacher was very anxious!

Before he could ask what was going on with the fish soup, he was dragged back to the training ground and entered a new round of special training from Cat Teacher.

From swinging the iron bar a thousand times, two thousand times, five thousand times!

Until...

When the Flying Fish Collision again!

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Nobunaga lowered his body, closed his eyes slightly, swiftly drew his sword, and then... eight slashes flashed!

Eight Iron-scaled Fish were cut in two by his blade.

"Finally, I've graduated! Meow~"

Beside him, Cat Teacher wore a gratified expression and praised him without reservation.

"Gratitude you, Cat Master..."

At this point, Nobunaga was well aware that he had achieved his goal when he entered that door.

And all of this is thanks to Cat Teacher's guidance!

He couldn't help but bow slightly to thank Cat Teacher.

"Hmph, brat, you're still far from mastering swordsmanship... a mere twelve cuts. Remember, next time you come here, don't set such a pathetic goal!"

The Cat Teacher glanced at Nobunaga, then scratched his whiskers, reminding him.

Nobunaga looked curious upon hearing this.

"I wonder, Cat Master, how many strikes can you make in a second...?"

Upon hearing Nobunaga's question, Cat Teacher stroked his whiskers, then squinted one eye, speaking as if reminiscing or recalling something.

"Me, an old man?"

"It's been far too long since I've done this kind of boring test, but since you're curious, little one, you can take a look for me!"

Nobunaga's eyes widened immediately!

He knew that the Cat Teacher in front of him was very powerful.

At the same time, he was even more eager to know how many cuts a top-level swordsman could make.

The Cat Teacher stood up like a human and came to the target. He pulled a short blade from his kimono at his waist with his cat paw.

"Meow!"

Its long, narrow, vertical eyes stared straight ahead, then it raised its claws, a blinding light flashed by, and the sharp dagger appeared to be suddenly pulled out and then thrust back in.

"Call..."

"Indeed, I'm getting old; my speed has slowed down..."

Hear what it said.

"Oh, that's it?"

Nobunaga was taken aback, somewhat puzzled.

Cat Teacher glanced at him with a cold smile.

The next second, something Nobunaga happened: the wooden target in front of him suddenly began to slowly crumble into hundreds of wood chips!

Cat Teacher... just a second ago, he slashed over a hundred times?!

That's all.

Having gained some newfound Nobunaga left [Gate of Glory] somewhat dejectedly.

If he hadn't practiced swordsmanship, meeting Cat Teacher would be like a frog at the bottom of a well looking up at the moon!

But he happened to have practiced swordsmanship, and when he saw Cat Teacher again, it was like a mayfly seeing the blue sky!

That profound shock almost shattered Nobunaga's confidence...

"Squeak--"

When the [Gate of Glory] is opened.

At this moment, Ian and the others were still waiting outside. Hearing the commotion, they all turned to look.

Nobunaga spent nearly two days inside.

For those outside, however, only twenty minutes had passed!

"It's out! It's out!"

"Hey, Nobunaga, how's your training going? Don't tell me you haven't learned anything in there!"

Uvogin looked at the other person and teased them.

This time, however, Nobunaga didn't argue with him; he simply remained silent and then found a corner to sit down.

Everyone, including Ian, was stunned by what they saw.

What happened?

Nobunaga seems a bit off?

Was the training inside too tiring?

I'm afraid not. Nobunaga was a training fanatic; how could he have become like this because of training?

The group exchanged glances, none of them understanding what Nobunaga was doing.

"Nobunaga, what's wrong? Did you fail to achieve your goal, or did something else happen?"

Ian then spoke up, expressing his concern.

Hearing his words, Nobunaga was taken aback, then lowered his head and whispered.

"The objective has been achieved..."

"But... it was only after witnessing Cat Master's power that I realized my insignificance. Do I... do I really deserve to wield a sword?"

Upon hearing his words, not only were Uvogin and the others puzzled, but even Ian was taken aback.

Cat Master?

What Cat Master?

Isn't there only one trainer in [Gate of Glory]?