What had always limited illusions was never scale, but imagination—and Hebe knew she could do it.
In other words, this was Hebe's "secret sword."
Its name was Heroic Spirit Swordmaster.
Her current limit was maintaining the existence of three "swordmasters" at once. One was Great Tengu Kishibō Hōgen, while another was the Okita Sōji standing before her.
In high spirits, Hebe decided to change the subject. "What are you doing today, Miss Okita?"
In the history of her previous life, Okita Sōji had contracted tuberculosis. She had been forced to leave the group in her twenties and had ultimately died helplessly amid illness and pain.
Okita Sōji of the Eastern Lostbelt was even younger.
"Huh?" Only then did Okita Sōji remember her original purpose.
"I'm going to the forge to buy a sword." She pulled a miserable face and cautiously glanced at Hebe. "Kashū Kiyomitsu broke, so before I return to Shinsengumi duty, I need to buy a suitable sword."
Hebe immediately perked up.
In her eyes, since Okita Sōji was going to buy a sword, she must have at least some intelligence—intelligence about good swords.
Hebe had not forgotten that she still had a main quest called Sword Seeking.
Okita Sōji hesitated.
She felt that, given Hebe's swordsmanship style, buying just one would probably not be enough. She would need at least eight or ten to barely keep up with the rate at which her blades were destroyed.
Two rare visitors arrived at a Kyoto forge today.
Hebe walked in and looked over the various swords displayed on the racks, quietly shaking her head.
None of them met her standards.
Okita Sōji, meanwhile, asked about the price. "How much is this sword?"
"Oh my, this is a famed blade personally crafted by the great swordsmith Yasutsuna. Normally, it