The Kidney Slasher's Redemption

The silver-white hidden blade pierced the man's clothes, penetrated his skin, and headed straight for his kidneys.

Pfft!

It's clear.

Draw your sword.

A white knife goes in, a red knife comes out.

"Ah!"

The man who had been stabbed by the sword let out a wail, staggered forward, and fell to the ground.

There was a sword wound on his back, and his kidney had been pierced by the hidden blade.

Logically speaking, with such severe injuries, a normal person should have bled to death on the spot, gone into shock, and died instantly.

Strangely, however, not much blood flowed from the wound where the man was stabbed by the hidden blade.

'Is this the effect of the skill that Life and Death Authority?'

Fujino stared at the man's body, which had been pierced straight through by the hidden blade, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Although I don't know the exact principle behind it.

But the hidden blade is indeed as described by the system, capable of inflicting specified damage on the target according to his will.

Just like the moment his sword pierced the man's body, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.

As if it were innate, he and the hidden blade seemed to be one.

The damage caused by the piercing seemed to be a biological instinct, determined by his will.

The reason the man didn't bleed heavily was mainly because Fujino's attack just now didn't intend to damage the man's arteries or veins.

Most of the blood vessels in the kidney were not punctured; only one kidney was punctured, so naturally not much blood flowed out.

All I can say is that the hidden blade truly lives up to its gold-tier status.

Gold items truly live up to their name.

They were all so illogical and abnormal.

He originally thought that the Assassin's Robe with its Pocket Dimension was already abnormal enough.

I never expected there would be a hidden blade that could cut off kidneys without causing any harm.

If he were to use his hidden blade to perform a painless procedure to remove gallstones or appendix, he would probably become a legendary surgeon.

The others turned around and saw Fujino holding a meter-long sword that gleamed with silver light, and immediately showed a look of horror.

"Sarilang! Sarilang! Beika Batman!"

When one of the thugs saw that his boss had been stabbed, he panicked.

In a panic, he rushed toward Fujino, trying to escape the alley.

"Come back quickly! That's not..."

Before the person behind him could warn him, he was knocked to the ground by a punch that landed squarely on his face from Fujino.

Of course, this was just the reaction of a newbie thug.

The other thugs were much calmer; at most, their legs trembled and they broke out in a cold sweat.

Before the remaining three could speak, Fujino casually pulled out three Bat Dart from his sleeve, and one of the thugs immediately fell to the ground.

Having used the batarang for so long, and with the aid of learning ability.

Now he wields the batarang with the same skill as Conan firing Tranquilizer Dart —it's all about mastery...

It seems there's one that hasn't fallen yet?

It seems we missed the target.

The remaining thug then realized what was happening and was about to pull out his dagger...

But after glancing at the meter-long sword in Fujino's hand, and then at his companion lying on the ground convulsing in pain, and his accomplice who had suddenly fainted for some unknown reason, he abandoned the idea of taking the knife and fighting to the death.

Fujino also noticed the thug's unusual behavior earlier.

For no apparent reason, in that instant, Fujino felt a chill run down his spine, as if a dangerous threat was about to explode in his mind.

However, after thinking for a moment, Fujino understood what was going on.

If he wasn't mistaken, this should be one of the skills in the Sleeve Sword Legacy: a low probability of sensing impending danger.

It's just like Peter Parker's clever Spider senses.

"Take the stuff out of your pocket and let me see it."

However, this feeling only lasted for a moment. After that moment, the sense of crisis vanished, Fujino slowly walked forward to the last thug who was about to take out something.

The thug swallowed hard, pulled a butterfly knife from his pocket, and tremblingly showed it to Fujino.

He had no intention of taking action.

Fighting is pointless.

How can his little toy, which is less than ten centimeters long, be compared to someone else's one-meter-long sword?

Go up? How do I go up?

Are you looking for death?

That's it?

Fujino took the butterfly knife, his words tinged with disappointment.

He thought it was some kind of novelty or something.

Is that all?

Fujino sighed and silently put the butterfly knife away.

Then the hidden blade in his hand was shortened to ten centimeters, and he quickly stabbed it towards the kidney of the last remaining person.

Whoosh whoosh...

He stabbed ten times in just two seconds, each stab hitting the kidneys precisely.

Stimulated by the excruciating pain, the man who had been stabbed ten times let out a scream and then fainted.

Fujino turned gracefully, flicked the blood off his hidden blade, examined the still-gleaming blade, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Yes, that's for sure. This hidden blade is not only very obedient, but also very well-behaved.

It remains stable even with continuous use.

They'll stab your kidneys without hesitation, but won't touch anything else.

You won't puncture a single blood vessel.

But for some inexplicable reason, he kept having a strange feeling.

The Kidney Slasher's Redemption?

Of course, it wasn't him who needed redemption, but rather the two unlucky guys he had stabbed in the back.

Then, Fujino turned his gaze to the high school girl huddled in the corner.

He walked over and peeled off the tape stuck to the girl's mouth.

"Batman! I really like you!"

Then, the blonde high school girl suddenly threw herself into his arms.

So she's a big fan of Beika Batman.

They look terrified.

"Ahem."

Fujino coughed lightly, feeling as if something heavy had bumped into him, making him feel somewhat uneasy.

Referee! She charged! She charged while dribbling the ball!

High school students these days are so enthusiastic...

Then, he silently pushed the blonde girl away and said, "Don't walk alone at night anymore. It's not safe in Mihua lately... By the way, you should go to the nearest police station to report it."

"Batman, did you come here specifically to protect me?"

The girl seemed to have forgotten the attack she had just suffered at the hands of the thugs, and spoke to Fujino in a coquettish tone.

It looks like hearts are floating out of their blue eyes.

Hmm~

Fujino shuddered, then pointed behind the girl and said in a deep voice, "Look behind you!"

"Ah?"

Upon hearing this, the girl turned her head and glanced at the empty alley.

When he turned around again...

Fujino, who was originally in front of her, had disappeared.

"Batman! Take me with you! For your sake..."

"Call..."

On the rooftop, Fujino watched the girl leave the alley and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He was actually used to this kind of situation.

But it's so cutesy.

That's really rare.

Gathering her thoughts, Fujino glanced at the time and decided to go home.

On his way home, he passed by the same telephone pole he had tried to cut down before.

Curious, he wanted to test the power of the hidden blade.

Then unleash the full power of the hidden blade slash...

The utility pole broke.

The power went out in the surrounding area as well.

This made Fujino deeply aware of the terror of golden objects.

Although his strength is somewhat better than before, it's not by much.

Clearly, the hidden blade played a crucial role in his ability to cut down the telephone pole.

Bruce Tenn's wonderful little experiment ended quickly, and the next day arrived.

The weather was clear and cloudless; the date was the 15th.

Midterm exams are tomorrow.

So there's no need to go to school today.

Early in the morning, Fujino got out of bed as usual, stood up and stood in front of the balcony, marveling at the sight of rice flowers.

"Dili li!"

The phone suddenly rang.

Fujino took out his phone and saw Suwa Yuji name.

Fujino pondered for a moment before answering the phone.

"Today is the day for the first dan ranking assessment in kendo, Fujino- kun, you should be well prepared, right?"

"Is it today?"

Fujino frowned upon hearing this.

He's been quite busy lately and almost forgot about it.

Moreover, given the timeline of the Conan World, it's really difficult for him to determine which day is the 15th.

However, after a moment, Fujino recovered and said, "Well, I'm ready. But what exactly is involved in the kendo ranking competition?"

"In kendo ranking, it's basically a test of practical combat skills plus basic knowledge."

After a moment's thought, Suwa Yuji the other end of the phone, "However, the most important event is still the practical competition. The competition will be conducted in groups, and the contestants with higher rankings in the practical competition will advance first."

"So that's how it is."

Fujino breathed a sigh of relief.

If it's theoretical knowledge, he'll feel a bit of a headache.

But in a real fight, it's safe to say that even if all the other test-takers were to gang up on him, he could be the one to fight.

He was confident he could beat them one by one with Wooden Sword, and then whip their buttocks hard.

"If it were you, Fujino- kun, you would definitely advance."

Suwa Yuji, on the other end of the phone, sensed something.

I thought it was Fujino's first time participating in this kind of competition and he was feeling some pressure.

He never imagined that Fujino was already thinking about how to quickly end the battle and then dominate the entire arena.

Fujino found Suwa Yuji in his Ford Taurus.

Suwa Yuji, Fujino followed two other children who wanted to take the professional kendo exam to the competition venue designated by the nearby kendo association.

There were about forty people taking the exam this time, and according to the competition rules, only the top ten could advance.

The game started quickly and ended in the late afternoon as the sun was setting.

Kendo competitions are not like Go, where a single match can last for several hours, and where someone without talent, morality, or martial ethics can use tactics like the "eagle-hunting" maneuver to bully a woman in her fifties or sixties.

In the way of the sword, life and death are decided in a single moment.

Fujino naturally and successfully advanced to the next rank.

After all, his current level of swordsmanship and physical fitness are beyond what ordinary people can compare to.

He fought his way from the start to the final tournament champion; no other candidate could withstand three of his moves.

Interestingly, in the very first match, Fujino, who was somewhat unaccustomed to using someone else's Wooden Sword, went all out.

Then, the Wooden Sword exploded.

It terrified their opponents at the time.

It's likely that this will leave a lasting scar on the mind of that child, who's only a year or two younger than him.