The Failed Swordsman Who Became the Strongest After Spamming the 100 Million Years Button

262. Country of Sakura, Cherin and Seven Holy Swords [33]

I became speechless momentarily after receiving an unbelievable offer from Bacchus-san.

「S-Someone like me… learn the prestigious Sakura Blossom One-Sword Style? I-Is that really okay!?」

「Aa, of course. I wouldn’t want to teach some unknown third-rate swordsman either. I am also a little interested in your “power”, kid. So it is kind of a special exception.」

He said, and laughed with a grin.

「T-Thank you very much! I would like to learn it by all means!」

Sakura Blossom One-Sword Style – A prestigious school among prestigious schools that every swordsman has heard of.

(Yes! I, who was not accepted into any school, am getting to learn the prestigious Sakura Blossom One-Sword Style!)

When I was shuddering at the good fortune that suddenly rained upon me,

「Old man Bacchus! Can you teach me the too!?」

「I-I would like to learn it too though!」

Lilim-senpai and Ferris-senpai pitched forward expectantly.

It’s understandable.

Sakura Blossom One-Sword Style is a super prestigious school that is known throughout the world.

Anyone would be desperate if the possibility of learning it was lying in front of them.

「Hey, Lilim, Ferris. Sakura Blossom One-Sword Style is a “secret sword that is passed down from parent to child”. Bacchus-san just said that Allen-kun is a special exception, right?」

The president immediately rebuked them, but–

「Bararara, all right! If you want to learn, I’ll teach you!」

He laughed in a good mood and agreed to their requests.

「Is that really all right?!」

「Hell yes! Old man Bacchus is really big-hearted!」

「It is said that the size of one’s heart is the size of one’s body, though!」

The president widened her eyes in surprise, whereas Lilim-senpai and Ferris-senpai exchanged high-fives with Bacchus-san.

Ria and the president, who were watching the scene from the side–

「Umm… If it’s all the same, could you teach it to me too?」

「I-I would also like to learn it.」

They timidly asked.

And then,

「Of course! You are all Rose’s precious friends, so I can’t possibly refuse those requests. And beyond all else… As a man, I can’t refuse when babes like you ask me! Baaararararara!」

He laughed heartily with a lewd look on his face.

(A-Ahaha… A drunkard and a womaniser…)

Apparently, Bacchus-san seems to be pretty loyal to natural desires.

「Haa… Good grief, you are still the same as ever, grandfather.」

Rose recovered from the “album shock”, regained her composure, and heaved a sigh loudly.

「Bararara! Don’t sigh so heavily! Either way, you’re the only one in the world who can “touch” the “real sakura”.」

Bacchus-san said, and put his right hand on Rose’s head.

(The real sakura?)

When I caught that slight interest piquing, unfamiliar word, Rose coughed and cleared her throat.

「Sorry, but I don’t think you should expect too much from him. The way grandfather teaches is devastating, to put it bluntly. And above all, the essence of Sakura Blossom One-Sword Style is not something you learn.」

…Not something you learn?

The moment she said that, Bacchus-san clapped his hand and got our attention.

「Well, it’s getting late. So, it’s about time to break up.」

He said, glancing at the clock.

The time was 8pm, and the outside was already pitch black.

「By the way, does everyone have accommodations? You can stay here if you want.」

Bacchus-san voiced out considerately.

「Thank you for your concern. But I already have a villa in this country, so we’re going to rest there today.」

As the president refused politely,

「I see, that’s fine.」

He smiled gently. Relief reflected on his face.

「Now then, let’s conduct the training on the isolated island behind the Hundred Million Year Sakura. If it’s there, no one will get in the way. Once the training is over, we can go straight to a hot spring and wash away the fatigue. So, it would be a good idea to bring along a change of clothes and a bath towel.」

「「「「「Yes!」」」」」

「Bararara! I’m looking forward to tomorrow.」

After the date and place of the training was decided, we left Bacchus-san’s house.

(Tomorrow… I will finally acquire a school. The prestigious Sakura Blossom One-Sword Style!)

I desperately held back the excitement that was springing up from the depths of my heart, got on the glider, and flew back to the Arcstria villa.