The Story of Demon Hunter

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“It was really surprising.”

On walking towards the stables, Ono looked at Satoru with a shocked expression as well as astonishment. He did not expect that the young man of the city took the initiative to take care of the little pig.

“Do you like pigs, Satoru-san?”

Hearing that question, Satoru immediately raised his eyebrows. He asked back, “What do you mean by that question? Jeering?”

“No!” Ono shook his head. “I just didn't expect you to take that kind of initiative. I wonder if you like pigs so try to take care of them. Yes ... or such.”

“I myself also do not know.”

“Eh?” Ono looked confused.

“I just want to try. No less, no more.”

Satoru walked leisurely while looking at the vast sky. His gaze seemed empty, it seemed to be looking at the distance when his mind flew out of nowhere.

“Next.”

“You mean?”

“I mean, I feel envious of you Satoru-san. No matter what happens, you dare to try something new. Unlike me, a coward who is always stuck in the comfort zone.”

Satoru did not answer immediately. He kept walking while looking up at the sky. After a while, the young man spoke with a tone full of doubt.

“You know, Ono? I'm not at all as perfect as you think. I'm not very brave either.

Actually, I also felt a bit scared when I was here. Fear of all this is the end for me. Fear of not having a way back. Fear of making mistakes is even worse. A lot of scary things that made me wobbly. However ...

We wouldn't be able to figure it out if it just stood in place, would we?”

An afternoon breeze struck the faces of the two of them. Make their hair dance by the gust of wind.

At that moment Ono saw Satoru turning towards him. There was no cold expression, let alone a friendly expression that was just a mere mask. The young man looked at her seriously while saying a sentence that he would never forget in his entire life.

“Either it is good or bad, it succeeds or it fails.. we will not know if not try it right?”

“That's what makes you have to break the shackles, keep going despite fear and shame. Because if you don't advance, you won't know what's behind that fog.”

***

Arriving at the stables, Satoru and Ono meet five other people.

They all met with the class. However, unlike the upperclassmen who went to the practice field to practice riding, they went to pick up tools to start cleaning.

“I really want to ride a horse! Do we have to wait until class 2?”

At the time of moving the dirt to the gathering place, a livid-haired young man with a distinctive face named Nagi complained.

While some others did not look good either, especially the two girls who felt reluctant about such a job. Indeed, they were used to working in their parents' fields. But they are also reluctant to work hard like that without knowing when to ride a horse.

Finished doing their work, the day had been getting late.

The members of the 1st class sat outside the guardrail while looking at the seniors who were training on horseback. Of course, with envious expressions on their faces.

“Children class 1, come here!”

The words of Mr. Sengoku instantly made the eyes of those people sparkle. They immediately came to that place excitedly.

Arriving there, they were immediately greeted by Mr. Sengoku's smile.

“Congratulations for surviving the initial trials! As a gift, you can ride a horse today. Of course, just ride and not go around. Even so, the experience will help your training in the future.”

Hearing that, everyone immediately charged in unison.

“Yes, Sir!”

“Then you can go to try it.”

After Mr. Sengoku finished speaking, the 1st grade disciples immediately walked into the training field. They saw the upperclassmen standing not far from the horses, seemingly deliberately waiting and asked to help them.

Satoru's gaze swept over the horses. But his eyes were fixed in a certain direction and then murmured in wonder.

“Good horse!”

Unlike the other horses that were guarded by the seniors, there were some horses that were unguarded. One of them was a horse with jet black fur. His body was slightly larger, filled with muscles, and looked ferocious when compared to the other horses.

Because on his back was a saddle, Satoru immediately approached him without much thought.

“Stop!”

By the time he heard Mr. Sengoku's shout, Satoru had already imitated the movements of the seniors he had seen before. He immediately stepped on the footing and climbed onto the horse's back. Although it was a bit awkward, his movements still looked quite good.

It was just that, everything was different to what Satoru was thinking.

Just as he was sitting on the saddle, the horse suddenly reacted so strongly. The black horse made a cringing sound then started running, almost making it fall off the horse.

At the critical moment, Satoru instantly grabbed and pulled the bridle. However, instead of stopping, the horse was speeding faster, even uncontrollably.

Looking at the scene, terrified expressions appeared on the faces of the disciples. Mr. Sengoku continued to mutter harsh words before riding one of the horses, then darted towards Satoru away.

Meanwhile, Satoru who was first riding a horse was very surprised. He felt a strong shock in his thigh. His body was almost blown away as the dark horse ran wild, even looking crazy.

‘This damned horse!’

Feeling angry, Satoru pulled the bridle stronger while stepping on his footrest hard.

The violent actions of the young man made the dark horse even crazier, continuing to run even faster.

“Don't be too strong! Do it more slowly, son! Don't make that horse even more angry.”

Just then, Mr. Sengoku chased after from behind. Only, Satoru's brain was unfocused and felt somewhat confused due to panic.

At the time of hearing to do so was not too rough, subconsciously the young man was instead holding a lighter, less powerful bridle so that it slipped out of his hand.

In front of a gaze full of surprise and fear Mr. Sengoku, Satoru's body crashed to the side.

BRUISES!

The young man's body immediately fell to the ground violently. So fast, it immediately rolled around before it came to a halt a moment later.

Although very dangerous, Mr. Sengoku seemed a little relieved because Satoru did not fall under the horse. If until that happened, the young man would be trampled on by a horse and end up very fatally.

Mr. Sengoku immediately approached Satoru, stopped his horse and went down to help the young man. He was really afraid that something bad had happened to the young man.

“Bokah! Say something! Are you-“

“Ugh! Damnit damnit! Why did the horse react so ferociously, different from the one I saw before.”

In front of Mr. Sengoku's shocked eyes, Satoru got up without his help. Having some light injuries, dust, and dirt covering his entire body, the young man was still able to rise up. It really looks abnormal.

“Ugh! Looks like my shoulder is slightly shifted.”

Looking at Satoru who was grimacing in pain, Mr. Sengoku could not help but sigh in relief while cursing inwardly.

‘This small monster ..’

Mr. Sengoku wanted to scold him, but ended up holding back because he did not want the young man to get more emotional. However, before the middle-aged man said anything, Satoru suddenly asked him.

“Why did that happen, Mr Sengoku? Didn't I do it right?”

Hearing the question, Mr. Sengoku lightly tapped on Satoru's head while starting to scold.

“Indeed you did the movement correctly, but it was not enough at all.

From what I see, you do not consider the horse to be a living creature at all. Maybe in your mind, it's just a good vehicle. You look like a kid who wants a nice new toy.

If someone approaches you just because you're handsome and rich and wants to take advantage of you, don't you feel angry?”

“I ... Of course I also feel angry,” muttered Satoru with his head bowed.

“The same thing was felt by that horse too! So do not underestimate others if you do not want to be underestimated!

This time you're lucky you didn't fall under it. If it falls and is trampled, at its lightest you will break some bones! Remember this lesson well.”

Scolded by someone other than his grandfather, Satoru felt somewhat helpless. But he was not stupid and understood his mistake.

“Good,” reply young man is light.

Seeing Satoru regretting his reckless actions, Mr. Sengoku finally let out a long sigh. No longer scolding him. The man then said with a look of pity.

“Then go to UKS, let your body be well checked. Do not let any hidden injuries or dangers affect your future.”

>> Connect.