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

「Oh, I’m a little surprised that Allen wants to join the peeping… Are you aiming for Ria Vesteria?」

「Hou, kid, you have eyes for that blonde beauty, huh! You still have a pure innocent face… but I guess you are also a “man” now!」

The two of them turned their eyes towards me with curiosity.

「Don’t get me wrong. I don’t want to look into the girls’ bath. I just.. I just don’t want other guys to see Ria naked.」

「Hmm, I see… A very straightforward answer as expected from Allen.」

「Bararara! You seem to be quite in love, don’t you!」

Then Bacchus-san and I got up from the bathtub, and Sebas-san jumped off the wooden fence.

「If we went all out, this whole area would be turned into an empty land. Then it will no longer be a problem of peeping or not peeping. So, why not do it this way?」

Sebas-san took out three mops from the cleaning tool box and threw one to each of us.

「The field range is only within the men’s baths. The use of soul dress is prohibited. If your mop breaks, it is an immediate defeat. Any objection on the rules?」

「Yes, I don’t mind.」

「I have no objection. Whether it’s a sword, a mop, or a tree branch, I’m not gonna lose to greenhorns like you two!」Bacchus-san said.

When the rules were decided, we each readied our stance.

Three men with just a white towel wrapped around their waist glaring at each other with a mop in hand.

(This may look strange from an outsider’s perspective.)

But this is an unmistakable serious match.

Losing focus for even for a moment will lead to immediate defeat.

The stare off continued for 10 seconds, 20 seconds, and the moment when a sakura blossom petal fell through our center, we started moving at the same time.

「Eighth Sword – Yatagarasu!」

「Sakura Blossom One-Sword Style – Evening Sakura!」

「Absolute Sword – Purple Thrust!」

Eight consecutive attacks, a slash, and a thrust collided violently.

A tremendous impact ran through my body with a stupidly large sound.

「Kuh!」

From mop to arm, from arm to foot, from foot to ground.

I let the impact flow down and managed to prevent the mop from being damaged.

「As expected of the “Inhuman” and the “Immortal”… It seems that I’m at a slight disadvantage in regards to raw strength without my soul dress.」

Sebas-san had a pained look on his face and desperately flowed the shock to the ground.

「Bararara! I intended to break both your mops with that attack, but you survived!」

Bacchus-san swung his scratchless mop, carefreely.

(Bacchus-san is skillful, after all!)

He completely saw through Yatagarasu and Purple Thrust and released Evening Sakura in a diagonal direction as if to disperse the two other techniques’ power.

The result of the first move can be said to be Bacchus-san’s one-man win.

(The 16th successor of Sakura Blossom One-Sword Style, Bacchus Valencia.)

As expected, in terms of pure swordsmanship, Bacchus-san is a cut about the both of us.