"..."

"So why do you keep talking about the craftsman's son? Did the craftsman's son recruit you or provoke you?"

Musashi thought for a while and asked Kojiro.

"It's not... a factor that interferes with your becoming stronger. You ask my craftsman's son?"

Kojiro said to Musashi with some collapse. He helped Musashi with his analysis so carefully, but the other party actually asked him why he always used the son of a craftsman when giving examples.

"Hahaha... I probably know what factors influence me to become stronger?"

Musashi smiled lightly at Kojiro, then nodded.

"I ask you, if one day you have to take revenge, but the person you are taking revenge on knows your purpose and identity and raised you, and gave you the method to become stronger without hesitation, and the strength

If it is so powerful that it makes you despair, will you still seek revenge?"

Musashi hadn't laughed so happily for a long time. Maybe it was because he was so happy that his mind was hot. He asked Kojiro the question that had been bothering him for a long time.

"Um!"

Kojiro, who was originally immersed in Musashi's laughter, suddenly shrank his pupils when he heard Musashi's question. What a trap! How should he answer such a question?

"If you don't want to say it, forget it!"

Musashi knew that the questions he asked were a bit too sensitive, especially after the other party saw his appearance, they were even more sensitive.

"This is not part of my answer. I can only think of every way to make you stronger, strong enough to defeat your enemies. But in the end, whether you want revenge or not depends on how you feel at that time!"

Kojiro shook his head slightly at Musashi, and he threw the question back to Musashi. If it were him, he would probably let go of his hatred, but he would not persuade others to let go of their hatred, nor would he take the initiative to stir up trouble and let people take revenge.

Retreating or retreating is not something he, an outsider, can decide.

"Um?!"

However, Musashi did not expect that Kojiro would finally give such an answer. His eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen some starlight.

"Actually, the reason why I asked you to come out today is to tell you a passage that my master once left. That was what the master told me when I was chatting with him. I think he actually wanted to use my mouth to tell you something.

Let me tell you!"

Kojiro looked at the petite man in front of him, whose eyes seemed to be full of stars, and was afraid that if he continued to stay with him, his head would get hot and he would do something that was not in line with his life creed.

"Yeah! I'll listen well."

Musashi said, the starlight in his eyes became even brighter.

"Ah! Hiss!"

Kojiro took a breath of cold air and decided that no matter whether Musashi was a 'he' or a 'she', or even if he became an 'it', he, Kojiro, would try to have as little contact with the other person as possible, as he was afraid that he would get hot.

"Listen carefully, my master told me that you are indeed a genius swordsman. You can completely restore the swordsmanship of the swordsman named Oden, but Oden's light is too strong, and he has lost your original strength.

Completely suppressed! Now it is not so much that you are controlling the sword in your hand, but it is more that the sword is controlling you to restore Oden's swordsmanship! If you want to become a real great swordsman, then abandon Oden's swordsmanship and go your own way.

Let’s go on the road! That’s all I have to say, I’m done, don’t contact me anymore if you have nothing to do in the future!… Oh! I can’t do it anymore!”

Kojiro said as he jumped up and down and left the martial arts arena. His heart was beating so hard that he was a little out of breath.

But even so, Kojiro only left a message to keep in touch if nothing happened... but he didn't say what to do if something happened to Musashi?

"hehe……"

Musashi smiled softly when he saw Kojiro running away, and took off the mask on his head, revealing his long and fine hair that looked like a sea of ​​cherry blossoms after so many years.

"It's time to say goodbye to the damn mask, I am who I am."

Musashi casually threw the mask in his hand into the trash can, and walked towards his house without paying any attention to the samurai who came to the martial arts field to exercise one after another.
Chapter completed!