Is it wrong to become a scumbag?

Chapter 383: Training camp 2

The two walked far away without anyone noticing.

When Nangou was sure that no one was around them, he stopped and looked at Tsukasa with a smile. “Show me.”

Tsukasa didn’t say nonsense and showed the proof he had become a Desperado. He had a more refined way of using this power, but this time, he used the rudest way to use this power.

*BOOOOOOOOOOM!*

It was simply a majestic, sheer presence.

His aura was so intense, it was like a blazing fire, and on his aura, he imbued his will, forcing anyone around his aura to die.

Desperado had the power to affect fate, and by using that power, they could give an inevitable result. If they wanted someone to die, then that someone would die.

“Dammit, do you want to kill me?!”

Nangou also used the power of the Desperado to resist Tsukasa.

The two auras clashed with each other, trying to push each other, but Tsukasa only raised his eyebrow before he stopped.

Nangou sighed in relief when Tsukasa stopped and didn’t continue to use the power of his Desperado.

While Nangou was a powerful Blazer until now and even got the name of the God of War, he was, after all, an old man. He was already in his 90, and it wouldn’t be weird for him to die anytime, so Tsukasa was careful.

Tsukasa didn’t want to be known as the killer of the God of War after all.

Nangou wiped the non-existence sweats on his forehead, then asked, “Do you want to kill me?!”

“Didn’t you say that you want to see the proof?”

“…” Nangou was speechless, but he decided to move forward. “Right, before I teach you, have you told anyone about this power?”

“No.” Tsukasa hadn’t told everyone that he had become a Desperado except for Nene. “Except for Nene, I haven’t told anyone.” It wasn’t that he didn’t want to tell them, but he felt this state was too dangerous. If he wasn’t by their sides and they tried to use this power, he was afraid they might go berserk as Nene did before.

“Still, have you really done it with Nene?” Nangou suddenly asked curiously.

“…I did.” Tsukasa was speechless, hearing this old fart asking a perverted question.

Nangou laughed heartily and smiled happily. “Congratulations!”

“Thank you.”

“So Nene can accept the fact that you have other women too?” Nangou asked again.

“…Yes.” Anyway, Tsukasa knew the power of this old fart was voice manipulation, and it also made him have keen hearing. It might be part of the reason why this old fart loved to eavesdrop and listen to gossip. It might be the only entertainment this old fart had in his old age.

“Uhyuuu!!” Nangou was so excited.

“…Nangou-sensei, can you teach me more about being a Desperado?” Tsukasa wondered why Nangou called him here to talk about his relationship with various women.

“Don’t be in a hurry. Don’t be in a hurry.” Nangou calmed Tsukasa down, then made a perverted expression and said, “By the way, I know someone cute. Do you want me to introduce her to you?”

“…It’s not your granddaughter, right?” Tsukasa looked at Nangou in doubt.

However, Nangou slapped his head and roared, “If it’s my granddaughter, there’s no way I’ll let her get to know a beast like you!”

“…….” Tsukasa was speechless and just rubbed his head. “So?” Still, he knew that Nangou’s granddaughter had a crush on him, but he decided to shut his mouth.

“Don’t be in a hurry. Don’t be in a hurry. When the time comes, just be prepared, alright?” Nangou smiled and thought about the expression of the other woman when she saw Tsukasa. “Right, you should know that Desperado can affect fate itself, right? Or rather, we’re walking outside of fate. Instead of following everyone, we make our own fate and imbue our will into anything, creating an inevitable result, right?”

“Yes.”

“It’s like this.”

Suddenly Nangou glanced to the side, and a leaf floated into the air, moving toward Tsukasa’s direction.

Tsukasa looked at the leaf and knew it was something Nangou had done. In the beginning, he didn’t feel anything, but he quickly summoned his sword and slashed the leaf down, destroying it without leaving any traces behind.

Tsukasa didn’t look at Nangou for a while, instead picked the pieces of the cut leaf and said, “It’s surprising that it can be used like this.” He must admit he underestimated the power of Desperado, and this power was stronger than he had thought. However, he couldn’t be blamed since the only opponent he had ever fought by using the power of Desperado was Nene. If it was someone else, they might have died already before they reached him, showing how unreasonable the power of Desperado was.

Turning a probability into something inevitable.

If Tsukasa wanted someone to die, he just put his will into it, and even a single, harmless leaf was enough to kill someone.

“Right, before I teach you, I want to tell you something,” Nangou suddenly said.

“What’s wrong?” Tsukasa, who squatted down and picked up the cut leaves on the ground, looked up at Nangou.

“It’s alright for you to tell Nene, but never tell this power to anyone else.” Nangou had this rare solemn expression on his face.

“You old fart, do you think I am stupid? I have worked hard to gain this power. How can I share it with anyone? Will you share your secret swordsmanship with the world right after you’re able to develop it?” Tsukasa asked in return.

“……” Nangou was in silence and realized he was pissed, but he must admit it was also the reason why he felt Tsukasa was reliable. “You should realize that if this power is leaked to the world, many people will try to gain this power. They’ll try to artificially awaken someone, so they can gain this power. Even if the price is the many lives of the Blazers in this world.”

Someone shouldn’t ever underestimate the greed of a human.

Once this power was announced to the world, Tsukasa somehow could imagine what everyone would do. After all, the temptation of this power was so delicious. He was even thinking about how to awaken Stella, Touka, and the rest of this power without hurting them.

On the other hand, Nangou only smiled at Tsukasa. He knew that even though Tsukasa seemed harmless, he was quite cruel, especially toward his enemies. However, he knew that no matter what was going to happen, this guy wouldn’t hurt someone, people, or the place he cared about, so he would teach him this power without hesitation. “So, are you ready for the training?”

“Good. Let’s start.”

“Then, let’s start.” The cane on his hand changed and became a sword.

“……”

Tsukasa looked at Nangou and wondered whether their training would be a fight. He let out a long sigh and looked into the distant sky, thinking whether it was disciple or teacher, they weren’t much different from one another.