A student entered the academy director office. He was sent a message personally by the director to discuss a matter.

"Apology for calling you here, Ikki Kurogane." A women greeted him as he enter her office. The women was wearing a formal suit consisting of a dark suit with long skirt. Her hair was tied into a ponytail.

Her name was Kurono Shinguuji and she was the current director of Hagun Academy he was studying. As of now, she was sitting on her chair behind her desk.

"It's alright, I have some time." He sat on a chair that was placed in front of the director desk. "So, what did you want to discuss, director?"

"It's about the upcoming tournament we're about to participate."

"The Seven Swords Arts Tournament. You're not confident with our chances?"

"I'm not. Just need input from an unbiased perspective. Coincidentally, you came to mind. What do you think about the current state of our academy?"

"You want to assess our winning chance on the upcoming Seven Swords Arts Tournament?" He wasn't surprised that she want the academy to win the national tournament. "If I have to say, we have plenty of strong people in the academy, but they lack experience and conviction, and personally I would add most of their skill level aren't tournament level since everyone here isn't risking their life or not afraid dead."

"Your answers are correct." She nodded at him. "Even with the prize given to them wasn't enough to guarantee a victory for the academy."

A person with no reason to win won't be able to beat a person with one. The same goes with experience. What she need was a student with experience and conviction to win the tournament.

"Do you have any plan for our academy path to victory, Director?"

"Yes, I'm confident it will result in our academy victory."

"Let me guess, an academy tournament system."

"Ye-" She was baffled at his guess. "Are you reading my mind or is it just that simple, Kurogane?"

"Wish I can do that, but no. Besides, it's simple and easy way to find strong participant, right?" He wasn't surprised she was about to implement a tournament system.

The previous director was using an attribute score system. It uses the score of a student magic and ability rather than their experience. When he was introduced about it, he found it to be the laziest method because of how they just select the top six of the strongest student base on rank.

While selecting the strongest was a good option, it doesn't mean they will put out a good fight with their lack of experiences. He wasn't surprised when a majority of the participant loses on the first round with one participant quiting at the second round, and only one was able to reach the quarter final. This remind him of the reason the current director took charge.

Even though the current director was an academy alumni, she still watched the tournament when she has the time. She was utterly distraught seeing her academy losing year to year. When she was asked by someone in the Knight Association to reform the academy, she accepted without hesitation.

"Correct, it would seem I don't need to explain the whole plan to you. Do you have a question?"

"Let me think for a minutes." He laid back on the chair, thinking about a question.

Looking at him, she was rather impressed with how helpful he is even though it was little. It reminded her the first time they meet. A teacher mentioned him to have potential during his enterance test. She tried to approached him, but she can tell he didn't outright trust her.

She had a hard time approaching him to talk. Every time she tried, he use excuses such as working part time or busy with homework. She didn't have any choice to issue a duel just to talk with him.

"Director, there are a lot of tournament system. Will it be the same one as the upcoming event? And how will the match be selected?"

"Correct, It will be similar. The tournament uses a single elimination to find six participants. As for the match selection, it will be done randomly to find the best. What do you think?"

She was confident about the system. It solved a problem with finding participant with experiences while testing their use of abilities in combat.

"It's alright, but I have to disagree with the match system."

She didn't expect him to disagree. Looking at his expression, he wasn't exicted about it.

"I thought you agree with me for a second there."

"I agree with the academy tournament, but the system has a problem with selecting participants and you're going to randomly select who they will face in a match."

"Problem? Randomly? Could you elaborate?"

"Most students in the academy have maybe little to no experience in fighting, the closest thing are class combat which only test out their ability and sparring, and duel which isn't common. If they were to be match with a strong and experienced student, they'll either give up or complain it was due bad luck. Randomly selecting their match wouldn't produce the best participants either."

"I'm aware. Students will be discouraged fighting someone stronger than them, but in order to grow strong, they need to face the strong and cover their disadvantages."

"Challenges are one way to get experiences and skill. It depend on how hard your opponent are. Our last duel, you were difficult to fight against."

"Difficult?" She scoffed at his word. "You're a difficult opponent as well. I was forced to use the rule of the match to win the duel, Kurogane."

"You have a reason to win the duel more than me. I was trying to get a knock out which is difficult."

"Don't be so modest." She let out a small laugh. "Anyway, I get your point, do you have any other alternatives to replace mine?"

"Yeah, instead of finding the last man standing, what about a duel scoring system?" He raised his hand with his index finger lifted. "You will be match with an opponent based on your ability or rank. If you win a match, you get a point and fight stronger opponents."

He closed his finger.

"You lose, points are deducted. The one with the most score will be selected."

Hearing out his idea widen her eyes for a moment. She never thought of a match scoring system like that for selecting participant.

She closed her eyes to process his idea. While it was a good system, it bound to have a few issues like her system. She realized the problem with implementing it.

"It sound good, Ikki, but I don't think we can implement it due to our current condition. I'm sure you heard that I fired nearly half of the teacher for their misconduct and it's going to take a lot of resources for finding a new one."

"I heard, director, but you're the one deciding the system. I don't mind fighting randomly, but you should consider every students potential if you want to win. There's a lot of potential students that yet to be revealed."

Her thoughts was conflicted. On one hand, she want to test every students potential while the other she was worried about resources. It was a hard decision for her.

A ringing noise appeared, interrupting them.

He felt a vibration and ringing coming from his pocket. He didn't expected a call right now. He looked up to the director who nodded, allowing him to answer.

He pulled out his phone and answer.

"Hey, boss, something happen?" There was a brief pause. "Alright, I'll be there."

He stood up from his chair.

"It seem I need to get going. Can we continue this discussion at a later time?"

"Sure, did something happened at your work place?"

"Yeah, I'm needed there immediately. Thanks, director." He immediately went out of the office while waving back at her.

Near the academy was a city. The city was 2 km away from the academy itself. It wasn't large as the capital city of Japan, Tokyo. Ikki entered a building where he work. He saw his boss behind the counter.

"Sorry, I'm late, old man."

"I'm not old enough to be called an old man, kid."

The building was a ramen store. The owner of this store was an old man in his early 60's. His name is Kenshi. Ikki worked with him as a cook assistant and helping him out with daily task.

"Sure, Kenshi, about what you said, two people looking for me?"

A bunch of broken bowl, glass, and utensils was seen on the floor by him. Fortunately, chairs and tables wasn't broken. He was glad the store wasn't absolutely destroyed or wrecked.

"Yeah, they caused a ruckus here. Broken pieces are on the floor, be careful."

"I'm impressed you didn't beat them up. Did you have a change of heart?"

"Bowls and glass are replaceable and cheap. I could get another one at the market for 200 Yen each. Besides, they only broke a bowl and 3 glass just for a threat, pretty tame."

"Anyway, what did they say about me?" He grabbed a broom near the enterance and sweep the broken pieces.

"They said about pay back for what you done to them." He tried to remember every words they spew. "About getting fired or something along the line."

"I think I know someone that fit the description." He sweep the broken pieces carefully to one place. "The former teachers."

"Did you humiliate their ass?" He laughs off on the idea.

"I wish, the previous director didn't let me participate in combat class, magic class, or even any duel. The only things I can participate was regular classes."

"Well, on the bright side, you won't have to repeat a whole year. Your final exams score were good enough to cover the score from combat and magic class."

"I had to study overnight just to pass the exam, Kenshi. Didn't you remember? I took a day off work just to study." He placed the broom as he finished cleaning the floor of debries. "Anyway, I finished sweep all of the debries. Are there any task for me?"

Kenshi grabbed a note from his pocket and wrote in to it.

"Yeah, we're nearly out of ingredients. Head to the store and buy it. While you're there, get some tea leaves." He ripped out the paper from the note and gave it to him.

Ikki grabbed the paper and read the list. He headed out of the store the same way he enter.

"Alright, the sun is going to set soon so I'm heading out. Probably be back at night time."

"Yeah, just make sure to be back with it."

Ikki was on his way back with the ingredients. The bag he carried has some ingredients He knew that he was being watched the moment he exited the store. So he decided to take an alley way that connect to another street he's familiar with.

As he walked through the alley, he stopped at the middle of it, seeing two peoples blocking the way out of the street. He looked back to see that it had been block with three peoples.

He was trapped.

One of the person in front of him stepped forward.

"It would seem you are mad at me, teacher." Ikki said while looking at his angered face.

"You're the reason I got fired! I've been working at that academy for five years! Now I don't have a job because of you!" He was furious.

"I can think of many reason why you got fired that doesn't involve me."

"Student like you wasn't suppose to be accepted in the academy." He heard someone from the back and instantly recognized him. "And you're an F-rank student with no ability! Don't talk back to someone superior than you!"

"Since when you're my-"

"Shut up!" They become more agitated as Ikki talked to them. Seems they want to engage in violence seeing the way they act.

"What do you want? I don't have all day and it's getting dark." Ikki sealed the plastic bag he was holding as he prepare to fight.

"We want you dead." Ikki wasn't surprised with their intention.

Ikki turned his body to look at the front and back of him for a few moment to assess his situation. A person will assess that they have no chance to defeat all of them and would make a decision to fight two people rather than three people.

That was not the case. The teacher in front of him was the combat teacher of his academy. His reputation was infamous for his mistreatment of student with D rank and lower, but his combat experiences was undeniable.

The teacher behind him was the history teacher. He never talked about his ability in front of the students and colleagues, but the only one who has seen his ability was the combat teacher. A student will be in a panic if they are placed in a situation like this.

"Can you move on with your life? Ever try doing therapy?"

"No, I want to beat you up. This is better than therapy, and it's free."

"Teacher, killing is against the law. Don't you have a body that need to be disposed after killing me?"

"Your body will be disposed and I have connection that can help me wth that."

"I'm surprised that you have connection with that personality of yours. You planned all of this just to kill me."

"You got that right." The teacher replied with a grin. "Don't worry this will all be quick."

"And don't blame me for your arrest." He pulled out his phone in his pocket.

"What are you doing?" The teacher was quite worried with what he is doing. He saw him fiddling his phone screen with his finger.

"I'm sending a recording to the director."

"WHAT!"

Since he was warned about them from Kenshi, he planned to record their conversation if they want to talk or their act of violence. He adjusted his phone camera and audio to record them before exiting the store for ingredients. He was lucky they spoke louder since the pocket was muffling the incoming sound.

He observed the surrounding. The teacher in front of him started to become more furious, while the teacher on his back was panicking, thinking his life will be over. The three people with the teachers realized their faces were recorded when he turned his body to them, making them nervous.

"Let's all calm down." He put his phone back to his pocket.

"I don't want trouble. The director hasn't watch the video, meaning that there still time for me to delete it." He said with a calm voice to ease them. "I'll delete the recording after you let me leave the alleyway. What do you say?"

"Do you think we should trust you?" The teacher behind him was doubting him since he has no way of knowing if he will delete it.

"The director will read the message if you don't act quickly." He pressured them to make a decision, making them panic.

The group were offered an option. They either get caught and put in jail for attempted murder, or leave the area while he has the recording. They want to process the outcome for each scenarios, but time was ticking.

"Let's just leave him alone." The teacher behind him decided prison wasn't a good option ever since he heard the treatment. "It's really not worth the tro-"

"What are you idiots doing!?" The combat teacher roared with anger at their worried. "He said that the new director hasn't read it. Let's beat him up and delete the recording ourselves."

"But we don't know if the phone is locked."

"Then beat him up. He will eventually spill the password an-"

Ikki sighed as he looked at them listening to their leader. He knew deleting the recording will be a terrible move since they will come back at a later time. Now, he has created a perfect opportunity for himself.

"You already miss your chance to kill me."

"Huh?"

Taking advantages while they were distracted, the group behind Ikki was shocked he already reach them in an instant.

He grabbed the teacher by the neck, lifted him and slam him down on the ground hard head first, making him unconscious by the impact.

The two person beside him materialized and thrust their sword like device toward him. Since they were close to him, they thought it was guarantee hit, but it never hit him as he step back quickly and form a fist.

The person on his left felt a hard strike to his head as he was unable to react to his quick movement, making him unconscious.

The person on his right took action by swinging his sword with his right arm at Ikki, but his wrist was grabbed by Ikki and felt a strong strike to his elbow, breaking his arm. He screamed in pain as he felt a strike to the side of his head, making him unconscious.

The two person left was shocked he defeated them with ease. The teacher feel frustrated on the fact a low rank student was able to defeat a high rank knight.

"Attack him!" He materialized his blunt weapon as the person beside him materialized a spear and rushed forward, adding a little magic to enhance his movement. Once he reached his striking range, he thrusted with all his power.

He saw him sidestep his thrust and moved forward. He pulled back his spear to defend, but felt a strong strike to the temple of his head, causing him to slump to the ground, unconcious.

"You're the only one left, teacher." Ikki said as he walk toward him.

"They're weak compared to me." He said as he lifted his device into the air with both his hand. "Time for you to die!"

He activated his noble art, waiting for him to approach. His ability was to control the speed of an object, meaning anything he touches the object will move fast or slow depending on his choices.

He observed the fight and made a conclusion that Ikki has an advantage over close quarter combat. He believes his ability can counter him, making him smile sadistically.

As he saw him walking forward toward him. He thought he was a fool walking to his death, imagining his inside completely out or skull caved in.

Once he was near his attack range, he moved one step and swing his device. His device was on the ground instantly, making the ground crack. The attack was an instant blow that no one can dodge or defend without unscathed.

"Perhaps speed boost doesn't apply to your head." He saw him beside his device, dodging his swing. He felt a strong strike hitting his leg that step forward, causing him to lose balance and fall.

He looked toward his leg to see that it was broken, and the pain finally reached his head.

"Aghh!" He clutched his broken leg, trying to mitigate the pain by holding it.

"Did you ever thought of a plan in case I attack back?" Ikki questioned with bewilderment as he looked at the teacher on the ground.

"It's your fault that it got to this!" He blamed him as he kept clutching his leg.

Ikki observed the man laying on the ground. The kick that he gave to his knee break his leg, making him unable to continue the fight. In conclusion, the fight was over, so he decided to make his way out of the alley with the bag.

"Since you can't fight anymore, I'm leaving with the evidence."

As he turned his body around, he heard a sound of clothes being rustled as if rushing to get something.

He quickly rotated his body and performed a kick which hit the pistol that was being held by the teacher, disarming him. He continued by forming a fist to strike his head.

The teacher lifted his arm and applied a magic defence to his own head and arm to protect him from his fist. Instead of a strike, he felt his wrist was grabbed hard and pulled forward. This result in his front body thrown to the ground with his face touching the rocky surface.

Ikki sat on his back with his legs securing the upper arm and his hands pulling the teacher arm, trying to break it. The teacher screamed in pain as he tried with all his strenght to escape it.

"Wait, please don't break my arm!" The teacher begged.

"I gave you a chance." Ikki replied. "Why should I give you another?"

"I'll leave you alone and this city." The teacher offered with a panic voice.

"Why should I accept it?" He questioned with doubt in his head. "You wanted to kill me and now you're begging me for mercy. It doesn't work like that."

"Because I have connection with a Yakuza, If you kill me, they will come after you." The teacher replied. "Your life will be in constant danger."

The Yakuza was a group of criminal. They proclaimed that their lineage were of a samurai, though yet to prove it. Many of the citizens in the nation didn't like the activity they were doing and despise it. Their activity revolves around smuggling, prostitution, extortion, and many more illegal activity.

The government decided to act by arresting anyone that is a member or affiliate with them, declining their number.

Even though they're number have dwindled, they're still a dangerous group if one encounter them.

"Think about it, kid. You don't want your life to be ruined because of me. I'll keep my word by leaving this city and won't tell my friend. You won't see my face again. It's a deal between us."

Ikki thought for a moment and made a decision. He let go of the arm he was holding and lifted himself up, making the teacher sigh in relieved.

"Don't let this opportunity go to waste." Ikki said as he stepped away and turned his body around.

"Oh, I will." The teacher grinned as he hold a pebble that was on the ground. He focused his magic on the pebble. The pebble speed when thrown will be twice the speed of sound, instantly kill him.

The deal they made was worthless in his eyes. He wanted to kill him no matter what. The previous director hired him to become a combat teacher due to his experiences and a friend. Now, he is unemployed thanks to him.

He waited for him to reached his bag to attack, but he saw him stop. He was confused on why he stopped.

"You didn't took it."

The teacher instantly realized what he meant. He quickly shoot the pebble toward him which causes the pebble to fly, breaking the sound barrier and making a line of air that reach his target head.

He was smiling sadistically seeing him didn't moved from his position. Not one person can dodge a projectile at close range and max speed.

But his smile fell down seeing that he was standing alive. He narrowly dodged the pebbles by tilting his head slightly, which caused the pebble to hit a store window that was facing the alleyway. The local bystander from the street screamed in panic as they ran away from the destruction.

Fear started to overtook him.

"You really need to pay attention with what I said and don't just throw immediately." Ikki rushed to him.

The teacher was scared and unable to move due to his broken leg. He felt a strong strike to his face that was caused by a front kick from Ikki. The kick didn't caused him to go unconscious immediately.

"I'm impressed that you're still conscious. Maybe you're just build different." Ikki praised him as he slowly approach him. "Anyway I think you forgot something."

Both of them hears a ringtone coming from Ikki pocket. Ikki grabbed his phone and answer the call. He put his call into speaker to let the one on the floor hear.

"Kuragane, I notified the law enforcement to your location. They should be there in a minute or less.I apologized that thing got to this."

"It's alright, Director." He said as he looked at the teacher on the ground. "The law enforcement don't have to worry restraining them. I still have some unfinished job. Thank you for responding, Director."

The teacher stared at him with fear and anger as Ikki put his phone at his pocket.

"Do y-you think t-t-that this is o-o-o-ver?" He tried to form a sentence as police siren can be heard closing in to them.

"Yeah, It's over." Ikki said as he goes to grab the bag. As he grabbed it, he took one look to the teacher that was slowly crawling to him. "Just rest from now on."

With that, he walked out of the alleyway as the teacher couldn't hold his concious longer. As he entered the street, he saw a vehicle with knight association logo and police vehicle approaching his direction. They soon stopped near the alleyway, and a group of police and blazer came out from their vehicle to arrest the teachers and their companion.

The cup Ikki has on his hand was being poured with tea by Kenshi. He felt the cup warmth began to reach his hand as he sat on a stool for customer.

It was closing hour for the store. The only people left in the store were only both of them.

"Thank you for the tea."

"I heard the police siren far from here. Seems like they didn't manage to kill you or at least put up a fight." Kenshi said as he poured tea to a different cup for himself.

"No, they didn't." He shaked his head with disappointment.

He never underestimated them but they didn't fought well enough and wasted a lot of opportunities. Even though they had strenght in number and power, they didn't fight as one and underestimated him for being a F-rank, resulting in their loss.

"Anyway, they won't be a bother for us anymore. If what you said about his friend being a yakuza is true, then it's a problem."

"I doubt it, he is a teacher. Having connection with them will end his career and future jobs."

"Let's just hope it isn't true."

Both of them held their cup. They sipped the tea as they relaxed through the night. The silent night was what they enjoy most.

Ikki went silent for a moment. In his mind, he wanted to talk about something from his past. He took a deep breathe and slowly exhale.

"To be honest, I never opened up about my childhood with anyone. Can you listen to me?"

"Of course, it's your private matter, but if you want to talk about it, feel free, I'll listen." He sipped his tea.

"As a child I dream to become a knight just like my family and great grandfather. My family are reputable knight while my great grandfather was a war hero. A child born into that family would want to follow their parents path."

Kenshi was silently hear every word from him.

"My family and household discovered I have no ability, so they treated me as worthless and told me the only thing I can do is to follow the mandatory education they provided. Since I told them my dream, my family didn't allow me to become a knight, but my dream is still there."

Kenshi kept listening.

"Everytime I did something like training, they would punish me for disobedience. I still held on to the dream even with the pain they gave. There are others that know my pain and try to relieve it. "

"But the stress keep pilling up, right?"

"Yeah, it keeps pilling up as I grow older until I had enough."

"You ran away?"

"Yeah, to chase my dream."

"How come you were able to run away from there?"

"It was almost winter night, I was left alone in my home while they were on a event elsewhere. They said it was punishment for disobeying but a perfect chance for me to leave that place since there were few peoples there."

"Since you ran away, do you still have that dream?"

"No."

Recalling his past made him remembered the reason why he stop. Once he was far enough from that place, his mind found peace, knowing he ran away from that place.

As he continued to march, he realized he doesn't know what to do. He didn't plan far ahead so he assured himself everything is going to be alright.

The night grows cold and dark. He was walking in the middle of the forest covered with snow and noone accompanying him. His mind was beginning to tell him to turn back but he refuses to go back no matter what.

He still has a dream to fulfill. He wanted to prove that he has a worth even without ability. He just need to reach a road or city.

Until snow falls.

The snow began to cover his foot print, making him unable to return. The only thing he could do know was to keep moving to find a shelter.

He desperately cling on to his dream of becoming a knight. He was angry at the situation he got himself into.

He wanted to be a knight no matter the cost, to gain the recognizition from them, even if he have to die.

Until he stopped.

He looked to his surrronding, hoping that there will be one person looking for him. Hoping that one person rescue him from this terrible world.

But no one was there for him.

Everything he has done was all for nothing.

The reality hit him. He has nothing and noone will ever see him again.

He kept marching forward with stream of tears forming in his eyes.

"It was just a dream."

Ikki was back at his dorm room, laying down on his bed. Thinking about the talk he had with Kenshi. He thought he wouldn't listen to him about his traumatic past but it wasn't.

Deep part of him felt relieved talking about his past with him. It's as if his burden has been lifted.

Even though his dream was destroyed, he found another reason to fill his purposeless life.

"Today was a good day."

For the first time in his life, he smiled as he slept throughout the night.

Author Notes: Hello, this is my first fanfic and I apologize if my english grammar isn't the best. Hope you enjoy it.