What if a man name Kenji was hit and run by truck kun in shibuya and get isekai in another world but he got the power of katana man from csm
Created and Written by Sushi-Pants Studio
A wintry evening blankets the town in a serene layer of snow. Kenji, bundled up in his jacket, walks briskly through the frosty streets, his breath forming clouds in the chilly air. The glow of a nearby tavern beckons to him, offering warmth and respite from the biting cold.
Kenji trudges through the snow, his footsteps muffled by the powdery drifts. The cold seeps through his jacket, sending shivers down his spine as he hurries towards the inviting glow of the tavern.
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Kenji: (shivering) I should've worn an extra layer...
With a sigh of relief, Kenji reaches the entrance of the tavern, the warmth emanating from within a welcome reprieve from the icy chill outside.
Kenji: (gratefully) Finally... Some warmth.
Pushing open the door, Kenji steps inside, greeted by the cozy ambiance of the tavern. The sound of laughter and chatter fills the air, mingling with the crackle of the fireplace.
Kenji takes a moment to shake off the snow from his boots before making his way to an empty stool at the bar.
Kenji: (to himself) This place seems nice.
Sitting down, Kenji leans against the polished wood of the bar, relishing in the comforting heat that surrounds him. He gestures to the bartender, signaling for a drink to ward off the chill.
Kenji: (to the bartender) I'll have a hot cocoa, please.
The bartender nods, a friendly smile gracing his features as he prepares Kenji's drink.
Bartender: Coming right up.
Kenji gazes around the tavern, taking in the sight of patrons gathered around tables, lost in conversation and laughter. The atmosphere is warm and inviting, a stark contrast to the frigid night outside.
Kenji: (content) This feels nice.
With his hot cocoa in hand, Kenji takes a sip, savoring the warmth that spreads through him with each comforting mouthful.
Kenji: (smiling) Ah, that hits the spot.
As Kenji settles into his seat, surrounded by the cozy embrace of the tavern, he feels a sense of peace wash over him, grateful for this brief respite from the harshness of winter.
Kenji: (thoughtfully) Maybe the cold isn't so bad when you have a warm place to escape to.
Lost in his thoughts, Kenji lifts his cup in a silent toast to the simple pleasures that make life worth living, grateful for the unexpected warmth he's found on this cold winter's night.
Kenji: (content) Here's to finding warmth in unexpected places.
10 Minutes Later Kenji sets down his empty cup, a sense of contentment lingering as he turns his attention to the bartender.
