Chapter 9: Chapter 7 The Sword
The next few weeks passed by like a blur to Takemi and Saber. The first thing they had to do was secure a place of residence. Something that was done with the assistance of the Saegusa Family and more specifically Saegusa Kouichi, the Head of the Saegusa Family.
He gave us a relatively small, if you can call several thousand square meters small, 3 story home which included a rather large basement which wasn't on the normal floor plan.
It was amazing to see Saber's reaction to the house as she had no idea how a simple shower worked, let alone a fridge or an oven.
"Takemi! Takemi! Look, look! It's really cold!".
The young boy slapped his head as he saw his Servant sitting inside the freezer. Unfortunately because Musashi wasn't summoned by the Grail she had no idea how any electronic device worked which made it rather hard for her to work the bath taps or shower handles.
But Takemi wasn't complaining in the slightest.
"See Saber, this is how you do it? Did you get all of that?".
He had caught Musashi multiple times fiddling with the shower handles in nothing but a towel. Needless to say, it was great.
Since Saber didn't know how to cook or order food, Takemi also took it upon himself to make a large amount of food each night to satisfy Saber's gluttony. It had been nearly two months since she had been summoned and was adjusting quiet nicely.
But one day after lunch, Saber sat down in front of Takemi with a stern expression.
"Takemi. I think it's time it taught you how to use your eyes. And how to use these".
Over the two months she had crafted a number of bokens and wooden katanas in preparation for training her Master. She would've liked it if they had started earlier, however they realized that their was a lot more they had to take care of. Identities, citizenship, security, food, appliances, cleaning products and a plethora of other items you would normally find in a home.
Making their way down to the over sized basement the Master and Servant duo stood several meters apart and knelt down on the floor.
"I will teach you the way I was taught, Takemi. It will be the hardest thing you've ever had to do and might be the most painful thing you will ever experience. Do you understand?".
"I do Musashi".
The Saber Servant nodded and then said, "First things first. Try and hit me".
Takemi was a little taken back by her frankness but picked up both wooden swords and adjusted them until he felt that the balance in each hand was right.
He looked right into the eyes of his Servant and charged, bringing his right arm above his head and swinging down with a massive blow. His Servant merely raised her own sword to block it before he turned his body to the left and stab his left sword at Saber.
Musashi didn't bat an eye before bringing down her raised arm and striking his wrist causing him to drop his sword.
Takemi didn't give up though and with his sword in his right hand kept turning his body until he gained enough momentum to swing at Saber.
It was blocked. And within 5 seconds he was disarmed.
Just as he lifted his hands up to surrender, Musashi swung her own sword at her Master landing directly onto his sternum causing him to fall to the floor wheezing.
"Get up". There was an edge in Musashi's voice that caused Takemi to flinch and not dare to look her back in the eye.
'Holy sh*t! I didn't think-'.
"Get up!".
Still coughing, Takemi ran over to his swords and picked them up raising them into a defensive stance.
Saber raised an eyebrow and leaped towards her Master and sent two swings coming from his upper right and lower left. The boy was startled however brought both swords up to block the incoming strikes while trying to kick Musashi away and create some distance between them, however...
*Bang!*
The swords changed direction mid-air and struck Takemi's leg causing him to fall to the ground. He tried to ignore the pain and swing out trying to hit her but a pain to his left cheek sent him flying, sprawled all over the floor.
"What the f*ck! Holy-".
"Get up!".
Saber threw the swords at her Master and watched him stand to his feet. Just as he was about to leap forward a familiar sound rang out.
"Ding! [System] has set a Mission! Say Mission to open the Mission tab of the [Type-Moon System]".
He opened at quick as he could and wasn't surprised by the contents of the Mission.
4. First Blood
Goal: Hit Saber Servant Miyamoto Musashi one time
Reward: 500 TMP, increased affection with Saber Servant Miyamoto Musashi
He stifled a giggle and closed the [System].
'I am going to die before I hit her... screw it! Kamikaze it and hope for the best'.
Takemi looked up at her body and saw the place that he wanted to hit: her stomach. Charging once more he brought up his wooden wakizashi and wooden katana into an X formation.
Just as he got with striking range he saw that Musashi had once again tried to hit him from two different directions. He raised his left arm to block the overhead strike and ignored the right one and left it hit his ribs.
Takemi winced in pain and swung his sword upwards missing Saber by milimeters. Although he missed, Takemi narrowed his eyes and didn't let up. Scraping the sword in his left hand along the one in Musashi's he let go of the weight his left arm was keeping up and gave a horizontal slash to her side.
'I'm going to...'.
He felt something collide with the tip of his sword but then felt another pain collide with his face and hit the floor, his vision hazy and out of focus. He felt something stream down his face and a voice shouting out before a he blacked out.
"Ding!".
"Ding!".
"Ding!".
Several days later, a young boy woke up in his bed with several bandages wrapped around his head and a constant dinging in his head.
"Ding! User has cleared a Mission! Please open the Mission tab and accept your reward!".
Takemi didn't get up and opened the Mission tab and saw a completion symbol underneath the Mission he received.
4. First Blood
Goal: Hit Saber Servant Miyamoto Musashi one time
Reward: 500 TMP, increased affection with Saber Servant Miyamoto Musashi
CLEARED!
He accepted the rewards but just as he was about to open the store a beautiful silver haired girl in traditional Japanese clothing walked in; fresh bandages in her hand. She had let her hair down and looked beautiful with her loose hair.
"Master! You're awake!".
Dropping the bandages, Saber arrived at her Master's side with speed faster than Takemi has ever seen before.
"I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to hit you on the head so hard! It's just I get carried away some-".
Takemi grabbed her hand and gave her a smile, "It's fine Musashi. I abandoned all defense and only looked for the winning hit. I deserved what I got".
"Takemi...". Saber's eyes became watery was hugged her Master.
"Ugh! Not so tight!".
The boy was been squeezed harder than when Yotsuba Maya did it with none of the same sensual feeling. It was a little tight, but Musashi wouldn't let go. Takemi was resigned to pat his Servant on the head while she hugged him.
"It's alright Musashi. It's completely- hey! Is that snot! Let go!".
Their antics continued for several more months as their training sessions grew more and more intense. Takemi had grown proficient with the Nito-Ichi-ryu style of swordsmanship and became ambidextrous in everyday life as a result. Writing with both hands, using chopsticks with both hands, going to the toilet with both hands.
Although he hadn't practiced with his Mystic Eyes or brought anything with his accumulated TMP points, he had progresses very far with his first Mission, winning Saber's heart.
The two had become very familiar with each other as they lived together for several months and Saber's smile seemed to be more and more radiant whenever she was with Takemi. Takemi had turned thirteen and his eyes were at Musashi's neck so he had outgrown the eye to chest height that he originally enjoyed.
"Saber?".
"Yes Takemi?". She was lying down on the couch in front of the TV her smooth, pale legs swings around as she wore nothing but a singlet and a pair of short, shorts. It was similar to Saber Alter's casual clothes although without the leather jacket and black color palette.
"Do you want to go on a date with me?".
Musashi stopped swinging her legs around and turned to look at me with a bewildered expression.
"Can you repeat that please?".
Takemi takes a deep breath before staring his Servant directly into her eyes and repeated,
"Musashi, would you like to go on a date with me this Saturday?".
Weekly Power Status
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Ranking 
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