— Leon Greyrat —
"Your stance is wrong. Widen your hips and keep your legs bent," I instructed, moving a student's leg to the proper position with my wooden sword. "Stay like that and keep swinging until it's natural, alright?"
"Ah! Thank you, teacher!" he responded.
"Well... this is my job, so no problem," I said, moving on to the next one.
I still couldn't get used to being called 'teacher'. Especially considering the student in question looked to be a year or two older than me.
Anyway, as one might expect, I was currently teaching my swordsmanship class, where for the moment, we were in the practice swing part of our lesson.
It was something I did at the start of the class as a way to ensure everyone's foundation was growing stronger, and warming them up for the rest of the period.
I guess you could call it a way to get into the 'swing' of things, hehe.
...Wow, I really was a father, huh?
I even had the shitty jokes now.
Anyway, while this part was mostly individual, I did make sure to correct anyone's form when I noticed something wrong, and with my Demon eye, I also guided them on drawing out their touki, and with the few Advanced-ranks in the class, helping them use it more efficiently.
After this would either be spars, where everyone would grab a partner and... well... spar, or I would do instruction, where I would teach the entire class a technique or a movement in the three great styles.
But ultimately, while I was quite good at teaching, this class wouldn't be turning out any Saint-rank fighters anytime soon.
After all, if they were that skilled, they would have simply gone to a dojo instead, but there were still some talented people in here.
As it was an 'advanced swordsmanship' class, everyone was at least at the Intermediate rank in their chosen style, but there were a few Advanced-rank fighters in here as well.
So, with such a skilled group, at least compared to the average person, they were quite prideful in their abilities.
And as one might expect, having a new teacher who was not only unknown, but also younger than many of the students... they were initially quite skeptical of me.
Well, to quell that skepticism, I simply allowed them to attack me as they wished before reversing the flow of their touki as they struck me, standing unmoving with my arms crossed as every attacker was sent flying backwards.
Needless to say, they quickly began listening to me after that.
While I didn't know anyone in this class, aside from one of Ariel's attendants, once Sara gave birth, I expected her to join the class as she still wanted to improve upon her swordsmanship.
I do wish Norn would come as well, but she left her sword training for home, where she could spar with either me or our father.
Maybe in a year or two she would join?
I wasn't sure, but I hoped so.
Nothing would make me happier than having my sister with me during my work, and even if it was frowned upon, I would definitely be giving her some preferential treatment.
But overall, aside from a few students who were still stubborn to my advice, it was a nice class, with an equally nice salary to go alongside it.
Although... around a month ago, right after Sylphy's birthday, I did get all those annoying beastfolk guys challenging me to a fight.
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Leon Greyrat: The Second Son - Mushoku Tensei OC
FanfictionOne day in the six-faced world, a newborn child, completely conscious of his surroundings, is taken in by a certain party of adventurers... the Fangs of the Black Wolf. But not two years later, the party splits, and our main character, Leon, is gree...