The Legend Of Samurai

Ch 23: One Year

Kimura's eyes first fell, to the small individual who was now blocking him from wanting to enter.

Nozomi is seen putting on an annoyed look while looking at him.

"Why are you here?!" her tan raised an eyebrow while ruffling her waist in front of Kimura.

Within a year, Nozomi grew normally. However, his face did not look like the facial lines of a child of his age. When someone sees it, they will assume that Nozomi is a girl who has been 12 years and over.

Because, the characteristic of a small child who is only 9 years old, is not at all visible on his face. Only the typical beauty of a teenager, visible from his face.

"I want to see you, Grandpa." replied Kimura, as it were. He did not want to serve the girl in front of him too far.

"Can't!" shout Nozomi.

However, when hearing and seeing the behavior of Nozomi. Someone changed his mind about him stating that he was a teenager who was like a child.

"Why can't it?" kimura said in a questioning tone. He wondered why this little girl in front of him, always looking for trouble with him. He felt he had never done anything wrong with her.

"Although it's been a year... I still remember that, by the time you were men-"

"Nozomi... Watch, Son. Let your brother pass...."

Nozomi's words were interrupted, by his Grandfather Yamaguchi, who had come to him, and then carried him.

Kimura then steps in to gather with the others, or rather, meet her Grandfather.

**

All those inside this hut who were conversing with Akuma in front of a circular round table, looked shocked as they felt the power of Kimura who had walked in and around him.

All the citizens in this village, could feel the power that radiated from Kimura's body. Because, although a little, but their grandparents were once taught by Akuma how to defend themselves, then passed down through generations.

Kimura, who felt the center of attention, immediately turned her head and looked at her Grandfather in astonishment.

As if knowing that, Akuma gave a code not to overdo it.

"Ehem!" akuma Cough.

All those who heard that, then returned the situation back to normal, not to look too much at Kimura.

"Is your body still hurting, son."

Akuma asked to confirm the condition of his grandson's body. Because yesterday has undergone and passed a difficult and energy-intensive exercise to train physical endurance.

"A little bit has improved, Cake. And this over the potion that Grandpa gave me really has properties for my body."

Akuma made it known that the last exercise his grandson would undergo would be painful. So with that, he made a potion to help heal the wound after he finished doing the exercise.

"alright...Thank goodness you've improved. If you are hungry, please go there to get food," Akuma said, pointing his hand at where food was available.

"Love, Cake. However, I feel not hungry yet," Kimura politely replied.

Hearing the soft rejecting speech of her grandson. Akuma immediately allowed the child he had considered his grandson to sit on an empty chair beside him.

Kimura then sat down with polite manners. By bowing first salutes those older than him, then sits down.

"I didn't expect, the grandson of Mr. Akuma has such an incredible talent."

"agree! Hopefully later he can be the successor of, Mr. Akuma."

The response from Kimura only replied by nodding his head softly while smiling thank you.

"Indeed right. This child will be the successor of, Mr. Akuma."

Ohori suddenly appeared from behind Kimura. His hand was now above Kimura's head.

"All of you, there's no need to praise like that. The process that must be passed by my grandson is still very long," Akuma said humbly, so as not to make his grandson get excessive praise. It is risky to make him forget himself.

"Actually I also did not expect, that he could develop this fast," Akuma said as he looked at Kimura.

Akuma is like that, not without reason. Because he saw and felt for himself that, his grandson had been at the level of the wind.

Although the level of wind became the lowest level of a samurai swordsman.

However, normally a person reaches that level when he is 16 years old and then entitled to hold the appointment ceremony to become an official samurai, but for those who have a good body or can be said to be genius, he said, it can get wind levels by the time it is 15 years old.

"What is possible, he has been destined to be the strongest." said Akuma in his heart, his eyes continue to focus on looking at his grandson who is currently being teased by others.

While Damato and Yamaguchi were sitting next to each other not far from Akuma, just smiling looking at it. He had known the pent-up talent of the child he trained for this year.

"I feel proud to have trained him, sir," said Damato, smiling proudly.

"Same. I feel that feeling too. However, it's not entirely from the training we gave him, but the talent he had was truly amazing."

Yamaguchi's words were only countered by a slow nod of the head from Damato.

Damato's current mind returned to the memories of his young age. He recalled that time, when compared to the child's self at the time of his age he was still a snot boy. The feeling of awe he placed onto the boy, even though he still hated his Grandfather.

**

"I'm not feeling good. Said Grandma treating me like this," Kimura said with a slight chuckle.

Ohori was standing behind Kimura with her hands massaging her shoulders.

"It's okay, son. I also want to massage the future leaders of this village once in a while."

A very harmonious joke, going on between the two of them that looked like a Grandmother and granddaughter. Ohori loved Kimura very much, she did not know why, when she met her deep feelings like they were intertwined between the two of them.

Laughing and talking together becomes the happiness itself celebrating the turn of the year.

However, due to the commotion created inside the hut, they had no idea that outside was like something was going on.

"Ohhh!!!" children playing outside, screaming at the same time.

No one knew why the children were screaming in fear.

Akuma has a good sense of hearing. Then stood up and rushed out to check what happened, but before he stepped out. One of the children came to him with a frightened look.

The citizens who were inside immediately realized that, when they saw the little boy who had now been in the arms of his parents. His face was terrified to cry.