Three weeks since joining *Silver Rabbit of the Night Sky*.
In that time—multiple lower-layer dives, gathering target materials while honing coordination—our teamwork improved dramatically.
The original four were already solid; now I could read each person's intent too.
Plus—Selma-san's ability kept constant mental communication open.
Coordination mistakes became rare.
We could tackle deep floors anytime—but waiting on my sword's completion.
Once finished—deep-layer exploration begins.
On non-dive days—I helped Selma-san with admin work or trained the Tenth Squad.
Also attended sponsor dinners with the leader, made executive greetings—nothing noteworthy, so skipping details.
Right now—Tenth Squad trains in the indoor arena on clan grounds.
"Ughhh—tired! Want a break!"
Carol's voice—hard to tell if truly exhausted or still energetic—echoed indoors.
"Come on! Five more minutes—push!"
"Waaah—Master's a demon!"
My eyes fixed on a circle: six pillars, two meters tall, spaced five meters apart.
I randomly triggered **Flash** atop pillars—muted yellowish light, not blinding.
Carol dashed to touch each lit pillar.
The moment she touched—one lit elsewhere.
She sprinted again—repeat.
Constant acceleration, deceleration, direction changes.
Pure agility training.
Plan: convert Carol from evasion-tank defender to frontline attacker eventually.
But agility remains crucial post-switch.
Daggers—short reach.
To attack—must close in.
Even as attacker—takes hits.
Hit-and-away or dodging—agility essential.
Why not just buff with **Agility Up**?
Base stat matters—higher natural agility means bigger buff gain.
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"Ha! Sei! Yaa!"
Nearby—Log practiced forms with wooden spear.
After discussion—Log switches to frontline too.
Spear lessons started.
Spear—longest easy-reach weapon.
Reduces risk of over-closing and missing buff updates.
Two weeks since starting spear.
Forming nicely.
Talent for spear too, perhaps.
From current movement—ready for practical drills soon.
But—my spear knowledge is basic.
Future lessons—hand to Will.
Twinblade requires both sword and staff mastery—more spear expertise than me.
Already cleared with him.
Can't come every off-day—but once weekly.
Hugely appreciated.
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"Two-ninety-seven... two-ninety... two-eighty-three... two-seventy-six—ah, left hand—"
Sophie sat beside me—counting down from 500 by sevens.
Occasionally tapping thighs—left every third count, right every fourth.
Parallel construction practice.
To master parallel—handle separate tasks simultaneously.
So—count down while tapping alternating thighs.
Master this—parallel construction becomes easier.
Still struggling—but good progress.
Might learn faster than expected.
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"All right! Break time!"
"Finally—exhausted~"
At my call—Carol flopped spread-eagle.
Girl—don't lie like that...
Log panted—wiping sweat.
Sophie slumped against chair back—drained.
Everyone wiped out.
"Master! How's my spearwork?!"
Log approached—puppy eyes gleaming.
Used to it after three weeks.
"Pretty good now. Ready to shift from forms to practical."
"Really?! Yes!"
He fist-pumped—thrilled.
People really can change when they try.
Different person from first impression.
"Master's amazing anyway!"
Sudden praise—out of nowhere.
"Huh?"
"You tracked dozens of **Flash** casts—while monitoring me and Sophie perfectly, right? Maybe trivial for you—but impossible for me. Incredible!"
He praises me constantly.
Grateful he looks up to me—but borderline blind faith.
Worrying.
Need balanced respect.
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Gave various drills until evening—then ended.
After dismissing them—I headed to Grandpa's shop.