Reincarnated as a Flower, Fine then I'll bloom my own way

"So… what brings you here, Gearor?" I asked softly.

Gearor placed a brown paper-wrapped package tied with a red ribbon on the table.

"There is a very important notice for you," Gearor said.

"Huh… important notice?" I asked.

"Yes, the Supreme Rulers have called you to meet them personally," Gearor replied.

"What… they called me?" I asked in a small voice.

"Yes," Gearor replied, then opened the paper on the table. There, it was written:

Miss Sumi Hana, The Great Heaven God,

We respectfully ask you to come visit the Supreme Hall to discuss matters regarding your country, "Paradise Garden."

At the end of the letter, there was a logo: a silver circle with a cross through it, and a star-like symbol at the center.

As I read it, thoughts swirled in my mind.

(According to Aurthor, the Supreme Rulers are the highest-ranking humans to exist. They rule the planet and its countries—they make the rules, and every country must follow them.)

(Why do I get a bad feeling about this…?) I thought to myself.

"I see. What time should I go?" I asked.

"There's no fixed date, but they might call you sometime this week," Gearor replied.

"Hmm… I see," I said.

"And there's one more thing," Gearor added.

I looked at him in confusion.

"The king of Great Stellar has invited you to a grand feast to celebrate the alliance between Paradise Garden and Great Stellar," he said.

"Eh… a feast?" I asked in a small, shaky voice.

"Yes. A cart will come tomorrow to pick you up, so be ready," Gearor replied.

"Eh… but I haven't even accepted ye—" Before I could finish, he stood up and said,

"Well then, now that my job is done, I should get going."

With that, he faded into thin air.

I sighed and closed my eyes. From beside me, Bokkon spoke.

"So, what will you do, Lady Sumi?" he asked.

"Well, if they're holding a feast for us and we don't go, that would be disrespectful. So, I think I should go," I replied.

Bokkon nodded, but then I added,

"And you're coming with me too."

"Huh?" Bokkon asked in confusion.

Meanwhile, from a hill far away, red eyes glowed through the shadows, watching the village.

In the training ground, Jekkob suddenly felt something and turned toward the hill. He didn't see anything, but he tightened his grip on his sword, focusing on the jungle. He raised his blade, readying himself.

Just then, Bokkon and I appeared in the training field. Jekkob saw us, turned around, and walked toward us. The others noticed and also turned their attention toward us. Jekkob's long, silver hair swayed in the wind as his white eyes gazed at us.

"Lady Sumi, can we help you with something?" Jekkob asked.

I looked at him and replied, "Oh no, we're just here so Bokkon and I can spar for training."

Jekkob raised his voice.

"Warriors! Everyone, step back! Lady Sumi and Sir Bokkon are about to have a sparring match. If you don't want to get hurt, move back!"

He bowed and stepped away, and the others followed him.

Bokkon and I stood facing each other from a distance. Bokkon reached behind him and drew his katana, its silver blade gleaming in the sunlight. He took a stance with his sword in the middle, his body straight behind it.

Jekkob observed and muttered, "Which stance… is that?"

(Very good, Bokkon. You remembered everything I taught you.) I thought.

I raised my hand, and a white hole appeared in the air. I reached into it and slowly pulled out my katana: it had a green scabbard wrapped in vines with small flowers, and green chains covered the edge. I grasped the hilt and unsheathed the sword, revealing a polished silver blade. I placed the scabbard back into the white hole, which vanished.

Everyone watching was shocked; some of the Beastmen looked at me in awe.

Jekkob's eyes widened. "Space inventory… and more importantly… that sword…?"

(I've enchanted this sword with all the magic abilities I have and infused it with my mana for durability. I doubt it'll break, so I named it the 'Sword of Dignity.') i said in my mind

(I can't use my full strength freely—it would cause too much damage—so I'll use this instead.)

A glowing circle formed around me and shifted to match the shape of my body.

(Weakness Magic. I can create a semi-circle where anyone inside becomes physically weaker—including me. I can also manipulate its shape.)

I added two more glowing circles and they took shape of my body.

I gripped my sword with my one hand and looked at Bokkon.

"Are you ready, Lady Sumi?" he asked.

I simply nodded.

"Then let's count down," he said.

"1."

"2."

"3!"

As soon as he said "3," Bokkon dashed toward me with such force that the ground beneath him cracked, and a sonic boom echoed across the field. He slashed his sword at me. I raised mine to block it, sliding my blade against his and closing the distance.

But Bokkon jumped, planting his foot on my sword before launching himself higher into the air. Mid-air, he slashed downward, sending an air blade hurtling toward me.

I raised my sword and sliced through the attack with precision.

Jekkob's eyes gleamed with surprise. "Lady Sumi is quite skilled with a sword."

(I know, right? I might not be good at hand-to-hand combat—I never learned that in my past life. But I was always fascinated by katanas. I read books about them, and in this world, I gained many sword skills by using Vitality Absorption on the humans I killed.)

Bokkon raised his sword and Throw it toward me. The blade spun at high speed as it closed in.

"What? Throwing his sword? That's foolishness," Jekkob said.

But when the sword neared me, Bokkon clapped his hands mid-fall—and in an instant, he appeared in the sword's place, gripping the hilt. He slashed at me.

I instinctively raised my sword to block his strike.

The onlookers gasped in shock, Jekkob included.

"What kind of ability is that…?" Jekkob asked, stunned.

Bokkon and I continued exchanging blows. Our swords clashed with sharp, metallic rings, sparks flying with every impact. We moved across the field, dancing through each other's strikes.

"Focus on your opponent's weak spots," I instructed.

"Yeah, but only if they have one," Bokkon replied with a grin.

I lunged forward with a powerful strike. Bokkon blocked it, but the force sent his sword flying out of his hands and clattering to the ground behind him.

I pointed my sword at his neck.

Bokkon smiled and said, "I accept my defeat."

The crowd burst into applause and cheers. Jekkob smiled as well.

"Looks like working with them won't go to waste after all," he said.