Make It Stop! I’m Not Strong… It’s Just My Sword! Volume 1 [Complete] by Manzi Mazi

Author:Manzi Mazi
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf

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Heartbreaking news! Our protagonist is done for!

Thank you for reading!

(BAD END)

Chapter 14: The Legend of the Legend of Crow

“And then, and then— He had this look of utter anguish on his face, and said he was worried about me! Oh, he has such an unbelievably golden heart! ♡”

“Oh my! I’m envious! Hey Crow, I want you to feel that way about me too!”

Yes, hello. Crow in question here. I was sandwiched between the silver-haired girl Vita and the robed beauty (???) Hypno as we trudged our way down a corridor at the division headquarters. We passed members of the staff along the way, who shot envious glances at us. How nice of them.

“By the way, Hypno,” I said, “you look so much better than before.”

I mean, I’d thought the commander looked beautiful—uh, handsome?—before, but now that all the rough edges had been smoothed out, I was stunned.

“Well,” he (?) replied, “now that I’ve decided to be an upstanding member of society, I figured working on my appearance was a good place to start.”

“I see...”

Upstanding, huh? Which meant he wasn’t going to turn a blind eye to irregularities anymore, right? Such as, say, me and my curse?

“This way.”

Oh man, oh man...

I started walking down a set of stairs as Hypno instructed. Despite being the commander, he had personally waited at the door for me to arrive, and was now escorting me to his laboratory. How nice of him!

Wait, that’s not nice at all! I’m in some deep shit here! Underground, I have no escape! They’re gonna lock me up and interrogate the hell out of me!

My face retained its composure, but my brain did not.

Muramasa is a murderous sword. When it’s hungry, it takes over my body and goes berserk. Safe as putting your hand in a hive full of angry wasps. So if he wants to talk to me about it, that must mean... Crap, does he know about its true nature?!

My act was perfect. I was sure of it. No one should’ve noticed I was possessed. If there was any lore about the sword to be found in literature, however, I was screwed six ways from Sunday.

I think a bunch of books were lost in the chaos a thousand years ago, but some survived, so I mean... But wait, based on its name, Muramasa comes from somewhere in the far east, right? Like, what was it, Jepan? Japon? Anyway, it was an island country, which made escaping the aetherborn difficult. I hear just about everyone died. So their books probably didn’t survive. Yeah!

I tried to calm myself down somehow. Okay. If they knew Muramasa was dangerous, they’d stay away from me as its wielder. But nope, Hypno’s just happily pulling me along by the hand. There’s no way he knows anything! No way!

“Here we are! My lab. Have a seat on that couch over there. Oh, and put Muramasa on the desk, please.”

“Understood,” I said, putting the sword down as instructed.

Hypno stared intently at Muramasa, muttering “Huh” as he poked and prodded it.

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