The next day, early morning... A ray of sunlight shone upon Shiki's upturned nose. The soft chirping of birds slipped through the window. As if sensing something, the girl's eyelids fluttered, and then she opened her eyes.
"Mmm..."
Just waking up from sleep, the girl seemed a little confused, but her thoughts quickly cleared, and she sat up in bed.
"Heishoo!"
The daily necessities: brushing her teeth, washing her face, getting dressed, and putting on her earrings. It seemed these earrings had been modified by "her" into something incredible; they would automatically detach when she wanted to take them off and only required a gentle placement to put them back on.
Furthermore, they wouldn't break. Last night, when she accidentally dropped them on the floor, they were completely fine.
Last night, after their satisfying meal, they chatted in the living room for a while. Then, Ayaka used materials readily available at home to create a Menkyo Kaiden certificate for Fujiwara.
It was just a certificate, similar to a school award, using a standard template. You just write a lot of boilerplate text and then fill in the name.
Usually, people keep it for themselves, or hang it on the wall if they open a Dojo.
This serves as indirect proof of one's strength, as Menkyo Kaiden is not easily obtained.
It also serves to tell those who want to challenge the Dojo to think carefully: they are not facing some random nobody, but a Kendo Master recognized by the Yashiro Commission and the Kamisato Clan!
In this world, there is never a shortage of people who want to achieve success by capitalizing on the reputations of others.
But they never consider one thing: why does the Kamisato Clan open the Menkyo Kaiden assessment to everyone, yet they fail?
Therefore, most dojo challengers end up retreating in disgrace; only a minority manage to draw or win.
"Morning, Ayaka."
"Good morning, Shiki."
The two greeted each other; they hadn't done anything special last night, just returned to their respective rooms, washed up, and went to sleep as usual.
"Speaking of which, Ayaka, have you ever been to Seirai Island?" Shiki asked.
"No, Seirai Island has been like this for hundreds of years. How could I have been there?" Ayaka said.
"Hmm... you're right. Well, don't be too surprised when we get there. It's... a world of thunder..."
As she spoke, the scenery of Seirai Island from the game appeared in Shiki's mind: the sky and earth were illuminated deep purple by thunder, and even the air was filled with electric arcs.
Reality would only be more severe than in the game. Seirai Island was an Elysian Realm for electro element creatures. Only Asase Shrine on the vast island was relatively normal; all other creatures in other areas had inevitably mutated or evolved towards an affinity for electro element.
"A world of thunder, huh..."
Ayaka looked towards Seirai Island upon hearing this, the deep purple swirling thunderstorm flashing with heart-pounding light.
"Shiki, are you really okay? Should we go find the Shogunate instead?" Ayaka asked, a little worried.
"It's fine." Shiki gently shook her head, "That kind of thunderstorm isn't a big problem for me. At worst, I can disperse the outer parts first."
"Don't worry, Ei has sacrificed too much for me to forge the Kuji Narukami. I should repay her for something and not always trouble her."
What is most important to Raiden Ei now? Undoubtedly, it is her cherished Inazuma.
Shiki could not revive her relatives and friends who had died Five hundred years ago, so all she could do was make Inazuma better.
Just like before the disaster Five hundred years ago, that romantic and dreamy Inazuma.
After eating, the two teleported to Ritou. Ritou was exceptionally lively today; after all, an extra thousand people crowding the port, how could it not be lively?
And this was just the workers; don't forget there were also the Kamisato Clan's fleet and the material transport fleet.
"We meet again, Captain Madarame. Is everything still normal?"
On the deck, Shiki said to the familiar-faced middle-aged man.
Indeed, this middle-aged Captain Madarame was the one who escorted the residents of Yashiori Island back then. It was unexpected that he would be the one again this time.
"Everything is normal, Ryougi-sama, just waiting for your orders." Captain Madarame bowed.
"Hmm, set off once all the workers are on board. Seirai Island is ravaged by thunderstorms, and there might be dangers along the way, but I believe you, an experienced sailor, can safely deliver them, right?"
Captain Madarame smiled wryly upon hearing this: "Oh, Ryougi-sama, you flatter me too much. This is my first time going to Seirai Island, and I'm not familiar with the waterways there at all."
"No matter, I will clear the raging thunderstorms for you. You just need to safely deliver them to the shore."
Shiki said, patting his shoulder, then entered the cabin with Ayaka.
In a while, the deck would become lively. Two great beauties standing among a group of men was not a good thing, even if their status was very noble.
Don't underestimate the resolve of LSP; there were quite a few people who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to grope others.
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Meanwhile, Hanamizaka, Inazuma City
"Uwaaaah, Kazuha, why is the rent in Inazuma City so expensive!"
Fujiwara looked at the string of zeros on the list and immediately broke down crying and wailing, boo hoo hoo, so pitiful.
Kazuha sighed, "After all, this is Inazuma City, so land is naturally expensive."
"Then why didn't you tell me?"
"At the time, you were so confident about coming to look at the venue, I thought you had money."
"Boo hoo hoo, the rent for a seventy-square-meter dojo is 100,000 Mora a month, isn't that robbery!"
"It's alright, I heard that the same area in Liyue Harbor would be two or three times more..."
Ultimately, Fujiwara's idea of opening a dojo could only be put on hold for now. However, when there's a will, there's a way. Just as they were about to give up, Toumon extended a helping hand.
"Isn't this young friend Fujiwara? I heard you plan to open a dojo, is that right?"
"Yes, but I didn't expect the rent to be so expensive! All the money Kazuha and I have combined is only about fifty to sixty thousand." Fujiwara said with a tearful face, shaking the list in her hand.
However, Toumon burst into laughter at the sight: "Hahahahaha! To be honest with you, that 70-square-meter property on that list is mine!"
"Meeting each other is fate, and what's more, you are friends of Ryougi. I'll give you a 90% discount on the rent as a token of goodwill."
"Anyway, I'm old, and I can't take that much Mora with me."
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