A Sunday in Akiba by Mamare Touno

Author:Mamare Touno [Touno, Mamare]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy, Light Novel
Publisher: Yen On
Published: 2020-02-19T00:00:00+00:00

…And so, she would stay here.

The decision Minori had made was to keep fighting. This was Shiroe’s old battlefield, and the battlefield on which Minori’s present was buried.

“You’re good at this, Minori.”

“Because I’m Shiroe’s Apprentice.”

As Minori answered, smiling, her expression held strength that hadn’t been there the day before.

4

“Thankyewverramuch!”

“Carryout complete. Five more wagons to go!”

“Hey, I’m freed up now. Hand ’er over!”

Day Two of the festival. That morning, commotion enveloped the town.

After all, the festival was full of firsts. Nobody had a complete grasp of the whole thing. That was probably true even for Calasin, who stood at the top of the Production Guild Liaison Committee, which was running the festival. Initially, the event project had been nothing more than a collection of volunteers from the small and midsized guilds who wanted to show off the new items they’d created to the whole town.

As the scale expanded, the Liaison Committee should have been swamped with central paperwork, plunging the town into chaos.

However, due to the youth and the Japanese temperaments of the Adventurers who lived in the town, this didn’t happen.

In this fantasy world, many Adventurers had more physical capabilities than they knew what to do with, which meant that, in other words, they were bored. If that boredom acted in a negative direction, they’d grow desperate and despair, and if it acted in a positive direction, it added to the enormous merrymaking.

On Akiba’s main street, in the square beside the carriage lot by the Bridge of All Ages, a large pavilion tent had been set up. Although they called it a tent, it was really only a roof with heavy iron support pillars at its four corners, a bit like a field battle headquarters. The stern-faced members of the Knights of the Black Sword were rushing in and out of it. In the center of the tent, the guild master, Black Sword Isaac, sat majestically on a folding chair.

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