How Can Someone Like You Change the World? Only by Dying!

Sword intent imbues swordsmanship with a 'soul,' making it more spiritual and powerful. In addition, it has unique effects, such as 'Slaughter Sword Intent,' which can amplify killing intent and intimidate opponents.

Attacks originating from the soul are difficult to defend against using ordinary methods.

Such wonder convinced her of one thing: if she continued to delve deeper into the art of swordsmanship, she could also unleash effects similar to superpowers!

Just as she was sitting on the ground, quietly contemplating, footsteps suddenly sounded.

Busujima Saeko slowly opened her eyes.

The boy walked towards the sunlight, seemingly bathed in a holy glow, unlike any ordinary person.

Her sword heart trembled involuntarily.

Although in the eyes of her juniors, Busujima Saeko is more mature than a high school student, in reality, she is just a woman with Girlish Heart.

From the moment she lost her first encounter, she etched the name 'Hasegawa Izumi' into her heart.

Her emotions were very complicated at the time.

Being defeated is a humiliating thing, but for her, it was also a kind of relief.

The Busujima Name" and the title of "National Champion" carry too heavy a burden.

She put in so much effort just to get her father to acknowledge her... but Hasegawa Izumi made her realize that it was all in vain.

So in this respect, she needs to thank the other party.

Subsequent encounters, his instruction in swordsmanship, and the debt of gratitude he owed her all stirred feelings of affection within the Girlish Heart.

However, considering practical matters, she chose to suppress this feeling.

"Izumi-kun, you're back."

Busujima Saeko stood up with a smile.

Hasegawa Izumi nodded in acknowledgment, and then spoke.

"Senior, I've heard something that might be related to your father."

Please explain in detail!

Busujima Saeko gritted her teeth, a surge of emotion welling up within her once more.

Three minutes later.

After a long silence Busujima Saeko raised her head.

"I never imagined he'd become so callous."

Such a story is truly difficult for her to accept, as she is still living within the existing social system.

The moment to make a decision has arrived!

Hasegawa Izumi didn't reply, but simply looked into her eyes, reading something from them.

"Izumi-kun, could you do me a favor?"

What do you want me to do?

"Three days from now, at dawn, at the Busujima Family, I will have my final sword duel with him."

I will pass on the message for you.

"Izumi-kun, you must not interfere until after I am dead."

"Good."

That's a truly moving determination.

He chose to respect her opinion.

That evening.

As Busujima Masao was practicing his newfound power in his room, he suddenly heard a 'whoosh' sound.

"Who?"

He went outside and discovered that a note was embedded in the wall.

Upon opening it, I discovered it was actually a 'challenge letter'.

"Yako, I never realized you were so tenacious! But, it's impossible for you to defeat me now! It seems I have no choice but to send you on your way..."

"This time, even if that man intervenes, it's useless."

Busujima Masao sighed, clenched his right hand, and the blood-red flames dissolved the paper.

In the remaining time.

Busujima Saeko also began her final training. Having grasped the essence of swordsmanship, she finally made another step forward in her understanding of [Thirteen Fatal Sword Strikes].

"No wonder I couldn't comprehend it before; it turns out that it can only be achieved by comprehending the Slaughter Sword Intent."

She murmured to herself.

But is [Sword Fourteen] the end?

According to Izumi-kun, the true pinnacle of this sword technique is [Sword Fifteen], which can bring destruction and death to the world.

The description sounded terrifying, even making her hesitant to look forward, fearing she might become a 'Sword Demon'.

However, what Izumi-kun said next put her at ease.

[That's an exaggerated claim from another world, and it's impossible to achieve in this human realm.]

When she pressed for details out of curiosity, what followed was a string of incomprehensible words.

"Keep practicing your sword! First, master Sword Fourteen."

She smiled and shook her head.

Three days passed quickly.

The same desolate moonlight, the same courtyard, welcoming the same people.

The only difference is the position.

Busujima Saeko pushed open the door and entered.

Not far away, on the edge, Busujima Masao sat calmly.

"You've come."

"Yes, I've arrived."

You shouldn't have come.

But I'm already here.

Silence, deathly silence.

"You're just throwing your life away, Yako."

Busujima Masao opened his tiger-like eyes, gazing arrogantly ahead.

"It's too early to say such things, Father."

Busujima Saeko said softly.

"Where's that guy? Didn't he come with you? I wanted to see his dazzling swordsmanship."

He sat there cross-legged and looked around.

"This is the end between us, so... you don't need to worry about Izumi-kun making a move."

She said.

"The relationship is progressing well; they're already calling each other by name. It's a pity, if only you weren't so rebellious, Yako. If it were him, he could definitely take down the Busujima Family..."

"Stop dreaming, Father, let's begin."

"Hahaha... It seems you can't wait any longer, Yako."

Busujima Masao laughed several times and stood up.

"Today, we will determine who is superior and who is inferior, and we will also decide who lives and who dies."

Busujima Saeko silently drew her sword, her tone calm yet filled with chilling killing intent.

14

Chapter 14 How can someone like you be changed? Only by dying!

Outside the courtyard, on a towering tree.

The boy stood atop a tree, one hand behind his back, gazing at the courtyard a hundred meters away, taking in the entire scene.

"Judging from this surging and mixed aura of Blood Qi, it seems that the Busujima Family Head is the Murderer."

With a penetrating gaze, Hasegawa Izumi discovered the drastic changes in his opponent over the past few days. Although he had lost his future, he had undoubtedly greatly increased his combat power.

He originally thought that Busujima Senpai had a sure victory after comprehending sword intent, but now it's hard to say, and she should even be considered at a disadvantage.

"Then it depends on whether you can break through your limits in this battle, senior."

A fine sword is forged through tempering and honing.

Swordsmen who strive for excellence can only unleash their potential and reach greater heights when facing life and death.

The world of martial arts is cold and ruthless; life and death are merciless.

The father and daughter, who had long been estranged, now pointed their swords at each other's enemies.

"Bang!"

The clang of swords clashing echoed through the courtyard, the sound resonating particularly melodiously in the desolate night.

A similar scene unfolded, but the level of skill displayed was completely different; both the strength and speed far surpassed those of ten days ago.

Both men were alarmed by the confrontation.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

As if returning to that day's duel, the figures of Busujima Yako and Busujima Masao kept shifting and changing positions, and their movements looked quite blurry.

In an instant, sparks flew from the blade.

The two stopped, slowly turned around, and faced each other again.

"Truly remarkable! In such a short time, your swordsmanship has improved by such a rapid pace. Did I underestimate your talent, or did I underestimate that man?"

Busujima Masao felt a renewed sense of apprehension.

"Is this the power you seized? I've heard the rumors circulating in Tokyo lately about a serial Murderer..."

Busujima Saeko didn't answer; instead, she asked a question.

"Ah, I really can't stand it anymore! Hearing their cries of agony before they die, watching the spray of blood, and witnessing their ever-growing power—it's just too wonderful!"

The person in front of me raised both hands, looking completely absorbed; they were utterly unfamiliar.

"You've become so depraved."

She gritted her teeth and said.

"Degeneration? The pursuit of greater power and higher authority is the norm in the world, so how can it be considered degeneration?"

"Becoming stronger doesn't require the sacrifice of others, and such evildoers will inevitably be punished!"

"Then let's pursue invincible power! Then I'll see who can say I'm wrong!"

Busujima Masao's eyes suddenly lit up, adding a touch of crimson to the dim moonlight.

"Hopeless."