Kamiwaii wasn't sure why he felt so compelled to go in the particular direction, but it was strong.
So he took a different path.
In this Japanese-inspired fantasy, step into the extraordinary city of Meikuhiru-a place where the pursuit of success...
"State your name, rank, district, and the function or spectrum you'll be showing us today." Kendo Rama instructed.
"Tsutomu Yamaguchi, Rank: IX, District 7, Function: Invulnerability." He answered firmly, his stance mimicking that of a soldier, his gaze fixed on a distant point.
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Mimicking the technology used in the Observatory Theater at Buaisōna, an ethereal screen materialized beside Tsutomu's head, displaying the basics of his functionality and ranking. The glowing interface hovered silently, its sleek design and holographic quality catching the attention of the crowd.
The screen shimmered slightly, as if alive with the data it held. Gasps and whispers rippled through the audience as they scanned the impressive stats.
Tsutomu barely glanced at the display, his focus still lingering toward the back of the auditorium. Behind him, other students awaiting their turn eyed the display nervously, knowing their own rankings would soon be shown for all to see.
He took a deep breath, his body rigid with focus as he stood center stage. The students watched intently, their eyes following his every move.
Kendo Rama nodded, a smirk forming on his face. "MECHANICAL ARMS: Level 9."
Suddenly, a series of mechanical arms emerged from the walls, launching projectiles—rubber bullets and large stones—at him with alarming speed. The audience gasped as the first impact struck, only to watch in amazement as the objects barely grazed his body, leaving little to no sign of damage. Tsutomu remained unfazed, his body absorbing each strike with ease. The relentless barrage continued, but he stood his ground, his expression unwavering.
Kendo Rama, standing on the sidelines, watched with quiet satisfaction, letting out a grunt of approval before exchanging murmurs with the other instructors.
As the barrage subsided, Tsutomu stood motionless, like a statue. A ripple of applause echoed through the room, though his focus remained unbroken until Kendo Rama approached.
"Well done, Tsutomu." Kendo announced. "You've shown remarkable control. Your function is a powerful asset."
Tsutomu gave a respectful nod.
"So, Tsutomu, have you thought about which Operation or Occupation you'd like to pursue after you take the entry exam?" Kendo asked, his tone more conversational now.
"Functionality Defense Operation." Tsutomu answered without hesitation, his voice steady.
Kendo smiled approvingly. "A fitting choice for someone with your abilities. We'll see if you're ready for it soon enough."
With that, Tsutomu stepped off the stage, the display still glowing faintly as the next student prepared for their demonstration.
Kendo Rama nodded encouragingly, subtly gesturing towards the next student, the unspoken expectation clear that he wanted them to introduce themselves as stated before.
