The world, now known as the “Era of Superhumans,” had almost completely abandoned cold weapons to the pages of history.
Yet with the rise of Quirks, they had regained their vitality and flourished once again.
Ichigo Kurosaki and Yaoyorozu Momo went to a specialized [Cold Weapons] market.
The market was filled with all kinds of cold weapons…
There were even shuriken, kunai, and other concealed weapons.
“Ichigo, look at that store.
I think they might have something good.” Yaoyorozu Momo pointed toward a relatively run-down shop on the street.
“Uh… Sis, have you been reading too many web novels?” Kurosaki Ichigo said with a helpless smile.
In web novels, many valuable treasures were hidden inside shabby-looking shops.
But reality was usually the opposite… A shabby shop could simply mean that the owner wasn’t very good at running a business.
But Yaoyorozu Momo forcibly dragged Kurosaki Ichigo into the store.
The owner was a middle-aged man with a receding hairline.
When he saw Kurosaki Ichigo enter, he immediately smiled ingratiatingly.
“Hello!
What kind of weapon are you looking for?”
“A sword!” Yaoyorozu Momo said.
“A sword!” The middle-aged man immediately smiled and led the two of them toward the sword display.
“Take a look.
We have all kinds of swords here.”
“And they’re all reasonably priced.”
The middle-aged man spoke with a flattering smile, a trace of excitement appearing in his eyes.
From the designer clothes worn by the two, it was obvious that they were the young master and young lady of a wealthy family…
If they weren’t fat sheep, then what were they?
“Boss, my brother wants something a little tougher.” Yaoyorozu Momo, who loved shopping, had completely taken over the role of spokesperson for Kurosaki Ichigo.
“Beautiful young lady, don’t worry.
These swords are all extremely sharp and durable.” The boss said with a smile.
However, before he could finish speaking, a “crack” suddenly rang out inside the shop…
They discovered that Kurosaki Ichigo had actually snapped the supposedly “extremely sharp and indestructible” sword with just two fingers.
“Uh… I’m sorry…”
“I’ll pay for it later.”
Kurosaki Ichigo said.
Kurosaki Ichigo was now ten times stronger than an ordinary person.
Furthermore, after learning [Jeet Kune Do], he understood how to use force efficiently.
He had only applied a little pressure to test whether the sword was really as strong as the boss claimed…
The result…
“Boss.” Yaoyorozu Momo looked at the man who had been boasting about his merchandise with a rather displeased expression.
“Well… perhaps this sword has been sitting here for too long and has become a little rusty.
Why don’t you take a look at another one?” The boss said without even blushing.
“Oh.” Yaoyorozu Momo replied and glanced at Kurosaki Ichigo.
Another “crack” sounded…
The sword broke again.
“Boss.” Yaoyorozu Momo glared at the sword merchant with an annoyed expression.
“Well… it probably hasn’t been maintained properly for a long time.” The boss began to feel embarrassed and secretly cursed in his heart: Damn those factories!
The swords they sell are so fake that they’re practically made of pig iron.
Pig iron… It had decent hardness, but it was brittle.
“Try this one…” The boss took out a long sword with a gleaming blade and handed it to Kurosaki Ichigo.
“Okay.” Kurosaki Ichigo reached out and took it, then applied pressure with his fingers again.
This time, it didn’t break…
Just when the boss was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that the supposedly high-quality steel sword had actually bent in Kurosaki Ichigo’s hands.
The boss couldn’t help being shocked.
The pig-iron sword from before had indeed been inferior, specially made to deceive those aspiring to become heroic swordsmen…
But this steel sword was different.
Yet it had still been bent in this boy’s hands.
In other words, it wasn’t simply that his swords were of poor quality.
There was a monster living inside the body of the boy standing before him.
“Hey, boss, you should be more honest with your customers…” Kurosaki Ichigo looked at the quality of the swords in the shop and, unable to find anything suitable, grabbed Yaoyorozu Momo by the arm and headed for the door.
“Kid, wait…” Just as Kurosaki Ichigo was about to step out of the shop, the boss’s voice suddenly rang out.
The flattery had disappeared from his voice, replaced by solemnity.
“Hmph!
You’re a fake sword salesman.
We don’t believe you.” Yaoyorozu Momo said displeasedly.
“I really do have a good sword here.
It’s just…” The boss said seriously.
“Oh?
Then hurry up and bring it out.
If it’s really good, I’ll definitely pay a good price for it.” Yaoyorozu Momo, who wasn’t short on money, said.
“Alright.
You two wait here.” After saying that, the boss hurried into the warehouse and returned with a rectangular box covered in a layer of dust.
“Phew!”
The boss blew across the box.
The dust immediately scattered into the air.
Yaoyorozu Momo hurriedly hid behind Kurosaki Ichigo…
As for the good sword the boss had mentioned, Kurosaki Ichigo, who had lived two lives, wasn’t particularly convinced.
Perhaps this was just another sales trick.
However, the moment the boss opened the box, a sharp glint flashed through Kurosaki Ichigo’s eyes.
“Now that’s a good sword!”