Hypnotized: My Second Life Mission

Hypnotized: My Second Life Mission
Examinations


“My room key?” Tasiro was a little confused because his private room there were many. At home, at school, in this shack, and at the company D’Devils where his wife now occupies the room remembers he was fired from a front-line team of fighters before.


“True Sensei, ituloh which contains your special weapon he said.” Timpal Irvin outspoken.


Irvin's successful statement made Tasiro round his mouth to understand the purpose he wanted to capture, he smiled suddenly thinking of who the mastermind who had told this only child if he had a special room, he said, private and hidden.


Tasiro laughed and then said. “Before I give you that key, I will first give you your next test.”


“Eh, you? Do I have to?” too irvin asked to make sure while Tasiro just nodded.


“What's wrong, the test is easy. You only need to answer two questions with your own version so there is no cheat, because this is an oral exam.”


“When I give you the key, you can choose any sword you want to carry at once I will help you in choosing because my sword there are 7 kinds. Understood!”


The two of them gasped as Tasiro began to look at the two of them alternately with serious facial expressions.


“Define your fighting technique skills? I think the test of self-doubt you've been through. You should have understood yourself.”


They both seemed to think for a moment to choose the best answer from various thoughts that were now floating around had collapsed somewhere. While Tasiro faithfully waited for one man to raise his hand as the opening answer.


“I'll answer Sensei.”


Tasiro raised her eyebrows to the point of not knowing who raised her hand first. “Well Irvin Forke please.”


Irvin took his breath in. “I have a sword fighting technique, but I know my fighting skills are speed. Every time I fought my training partners, they always thought that I was moving very quickly against them. I admit anyway, my opponents until they do not have time to retaliate, usually before their swords hit me then my sword first deflected it.”


Ayato appreciates little by clapping her hands even though she already knows it through her analysis which is why her father never juxtaposed Irvin versus Ayato in training so she can only judge from her point of view.


On the other hand, Tasiro nodded in understanding and did not comment anymore. It's obvious, everyone can see it.


Then it was Ayato's turn. Ayato now smiled proudly. Previously he did not have a good technique to attack the opponent specifically just that he was good at using a sword until recognized by all the students of the sword class for imitating his father's training at home, but since entering the academy in addition to his passionate desire to become a champion after knowing his father will take the position of homeroom teacher in his class then his mother who supports him.


“Dad... I mean Sensei, I also have no special technique in swinging swords but I recognize my pent-up talent in the skill of imitating the opponent's technique and also in the technique of turning off the opponent's motion. Both abilities I've mastered.”


Tasiro, who heard the ludicrous things about her child's confidence, chuckled without responding. “Alright we proceed to the second question. After I give you my sword, explain what you should do with it?”


“Attacking opponents?” overwrite them along with a hesitant tone.


Tasiro laughed at the compactness of the two then said. “Haha, you guys are well. The sword is used to attack the opponent in the sense to defend the truth. You two know that I was fired from the front line of fighters, right?” tasiro asked in reply to a small nod from Ayato and Irvin.


“There are two reasons to fire me. First, the birth of Ayato in this world because of my illegal relationship with your mother. But now it's legitimate well,” kekehnya then continue the story.


“The second, because I was caught helping the enemy while fighting. I was considered an incompetent and ambiguous leader in acting,”.


“Sstt..” Tasiro cuts Irvin off and only replies with a nod signifying his true conjecture that successfully rounds the shocked mouths of Ayato and Irvin half-dead along with the questions that spin in their heads.


Tasiro clapped both hands hard to realize the thoughts of the two students. “OK... Then this is the key to my room,” cetusnya while thrusting two familiar cards in the eyes of Ayato and Irvin.


They were silent by staring at the hands of those who had grasped their respective cards.


“Not foreign? Heh look at your cards have turned brighter than ever, right?. Bring this, this is your finger card. He will choose a suitable sword for him after testing you, I deliberately bring up this card in an illusion so that you understand the function of this card.”


Ayato explained her red card. “How to use this magic card as a key?” tanyakanya.


“Simple, just unite the card with the mark on the back of your hand. Verily this card is the key to a portal connecting this hut, and this is where my swords are stored. So you don't have to go through this trap gate. More practical and safe. Please enter the hut mumpung you are already here.”


Irvin stared at the back of his left hand which somehow appeared the black X-shaped tattoo, as well as Ayato with a black crescent-shaped tattoo on her right hand.


The three of them finally entered the strangely luxurious hut when they entered it. A small and elegant room with rare and cool sword displays handmade by the legend of the sword conqueror.


“Sensei, , we have read a newspaper and I have seen the seven swords made by the legend of the conqueror of the sword sought by the workers of D'Devils because the legend is gone and his sword is on the believed to be within the secret headquarters of the legend. I just saw it for real like this and it turns out to be cooler than the picture. How did you find this hut? This must be the secret headquarters of the legend.” Convinced Irvin in reply nods from Ayato agreed.


“Really dad, do you know the legend well?” hit up Ayato asked.


Tasiro looks hard to say, his lips felt faint to answer their questions. “You will know the answer, in a moment. First approach the seven swords.”


Ayato and Irvin approached the sword, then the card itself chose the best sword according to their identity.


Ayato, a samurai named Tenshizen, is equipped with small, sharp ridges at the ends of the blades that add more scratches to each incision. Tenshizen is made of Sage Iron fragments that can absorb the opponent's power so that the power of this samurai can develop.


Irvin, with a samurai named Kazekuro. Kazekuro has the ability to outwit opponents with a sharp blade of samurai that slowly becomes transparent even his shadow is invisible when swung with agility and speed. Kazekuro is made of Zen Iron which is processed with the power of the wind. This samurai can move like a boomerang so that opponents are more fooled.


Both Ayato and Irvin's eyes sparkled so coolly and did not expect the swords to belong to them without realizing that one sharp sword had pointed right into the middle of the back of their heads.


“Ayato, Irvin, turn around.” Tasiro's Order.


Ayato and Irvin were shocked to see another familiar sword in their eyes. It is a sword that is often carried by Tasiro named Tsuko samurai who is now threatening their existence.


Tasiro smiled lightly. “Your last test is my opponent!”


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