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Clang. Clang.
The familiar sound rang in his ears. Then the impact from hammering iron reverberated through his entire body, followed by the feel of the hammer in his grip, the dull metallic smell, and the scorching heat of the furnace stinging his skin.
“Ah.”
The sensations of the body he hadn’t felt properly until now snapped into clarity. Along with that, the initial murkiness in his vision also vanished entirely into a sharpness.
Naturally, ■■■ immediately looked around the workshop that felt familiar yet strange, like a place in his memories. And at that thought, he remembered he had been in the process of making something.
Hmm, what am I forging again?
He couldn’t recall no matter how hard he tried, but he was certain of one thing: it was something precious. Because of that, ■■■ followed his intuition and kept forging instead of obsessing over the hole in his memory.
Clang. Clang.
He heated the iron, hammered it into shape, quenched it, then finished it with a rough polish. Yet… every time he completed something, it somehow felt lacking.
This isn’t it either…
Although he could tell it wasn’t what he meant to make, he had no way of figuring out what he was missing.
At a loss, ■■■ was about to sink into deeper frustration—
“It’s too dull.”
■■■ turned to look at the owner of the flat voice, who was a young man who had just stepped into the workshop.
“It felt soft on some ends, but when it came time to decide, it never hesitated. You should know you can sharpen it more than that.”
The young man’s face was blurred, as if wrapped in a haze, but for some reason ■■■ knew for certain that he was a regular customer.
Because of that, ■■■ didn’t get needlessly wary and just plainly asked, “Was...
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