Artist for the cover is Cheon1986 on twitter.
Adachi Tomohiro is an above average high schooler, but actively chooses to conceal his talents outside of his best friend. On the way home, he witnesses his friend being abducted by a familiar magic circ...
I am confused. How do I know I made it to the right universe? I could have been transported to a universe that still uses a mana magic system and takes place, somewhat, in the modern day. At least still in the 2000s, which counts as modern day. I look around and find my H.P. Lovecraft book, my katana in its sheath, my smartphone, and the Grail Catalyst from Semiramis. I open it and find the ruby jewel from her dress still in there. Next I check for what year it is, why? I would rather not end up in feudal Japan, or worse yet, 1940s. I looked at the calendar and saw 2004 and my jaw must have dropped. That means....shit, that's all the way up in Fuyuki. God damnit.
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"Adachi, hurry and get up, before your food gets cold and you can't get to school in time." My mom, Tomohiro Taihou, shouts. I am back to living with my parents. I get dressed and take the jewel and clutch it for a bit then put it back in the box. I head downstairs to find my father, Tomohiro Yakumo, standing at the bottom of the stairs and he says, "It's time for morning training."
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"What training?" I ask, extremely confused.
"Your time manipulation and sword training. COME ON I DIDN'T RAISE A BITCH AND I WON'T START NOW!!" He shouts, encouraging me.
"Alright let's get started." I was motivated a little after the tragedy.
"That's the spirit. Meet me in the backyard. Go get your bokken though, dumbass. You can't do sword training without it and we're not going to be killing each other." My dad says.
Right. I head upstairs to go get my bokken and I check myself in the mirror quickly until I tripped over a chair. Pick my head up, and see my dad in the same predicament I am in. I start giggling as he and I burst out laughing, both with and at each other.
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