"I couldn't beat him. That was within expectations..."
"Goemon's physical abilities were definitely higher than mine even after I turned on the cheats, especially his perception, observation skills, and intuition. They far surpassed my current level."
"My Detective Intuition might be fake, but that guy Goemon's intuition was definitely the real deal... He was practically no different from a psychic."
"The only reason I managed to fight him to this extent was because of the Sword Saint class skills and the inherited power of my two blades. I crushed him with sword techniques and sword aura. Without those, I probably wouldn't have lasted until now."
"Come to think of it, that was only natural. He was a man named Goemon, after all."
Fujino thought to himself. He was not discouraged; he had merely recognized how far he still had to go before reaching the greatest swordsman of the age. If he wanted to slice bullets and missiles apart with a blade like Kogoro, he would probably need to activate a whole lot more cheats.
He had no idea how old Lupin and his group actually were, but they were at least in their forties or fifties, perhaps even older. When they had been running around with Lupin, this world's Fujino had not even been born yet. Catching up to them was not something he could achieve overnight, even with cheats.
At his current level, being able to chop apart vans was already absurdly overpowered in Japan.
When Kuroba Kaito saw that the two had finished fighting, he felt completely numb.
Forget it. He did not even want to complain anymore.
Let it all be destroyed!
After the two recovered for a while and Goemon left,
Kuroba Kaito finally dared to step forward. Looking at Fujino, who was covered in blood,