A Mid-level (Middle-aged) Office Worker’s Laid-Back Industrial Revolution in Another World

"... I certainly don't get it twice a week for 3 months.

"That's why he said it wasn't.

But you watched that martial arts tournament frequently.

"Was it popular?

"It was so called national skill in the country where I lived.

"Ho. So, what kind of stuff is it?

"Hmm... they say it originated in the age of swords, like here.

They were originally martial arts to assemble opponents with swords on the battlefield.

"Uhm."

"But we will make this judo so that when the time of the battle has passed and the time of politics, the people of the security apparatus can be seized by the criminal opponent without injury to themselves or their opponents.

"Did you develop martial arts?

"Yes, they say they've shredded their killing abilities.

So evolve from martial arts that kill the opponent to martial arts that seize the opponent.

"I see. Is that all you got?

"You only know a few of them. There must have been dozens of moves.

"Can you do what you know?

"... I won't even throw...

Mr. Frederick, could you please?

"Okay.

and Frederick takes off his jacket.

Takeo also has Frederick's left collar and right arm when he takes off his jacket.

"Basically, we go from this form.

Let's start with the big hips I made for Miss Alice... "

Takeo pulls Frederick's left arm forward and turns his right hand to Frederick's hips, while stepping his right foot into his own.

"And if you turn my body in this state, you can throw it.

"Oh, I see.

"Okay, next..."

Takeo carries a back throw, carries a single one, mows the big outside, pays for his feet, and makes branch fishing feet.

"... I'm tired.

And, well, that's about all I can remember.

"You're tired of stepping on this one, too.

Says Frederick as he disturbs his breath a little.

"Um, good luck.

"Judo's moves are basically in the center of gravity.

I can't carry an earlier one without carrying it from a lower position than Mr. Frederick's waist.

Conversely, if you can throw it, lower your lower back position, you'll have a hard time throwing it.

Bye, Mr. Frederick. Would you like to throw it?

"Okay.

And, Frederick plays as Takeo tells him, and takes the form of a single shoulder.

First, try to assume the lower back position than Takeo.

Next, Takeo tries to take charge with his lower back position than Frederick, but he can't.

"And, well, this is the martial arts you do.

Takeo tells Frederick, "It's over," and then explains so.

"How do you suppress it?

"Is it suppression?

Takeo looked at Frederick with chills, but now he seemed quite tired.

"... Miss Alice, may I?

"I don't mind.

and Alice lays down on the spot.

and Takeo solidifies.

"Bye, Miss Alice. Try to pull it out.

"Okay.

And Alice jitters, "Nooooooooooooooo... this..." but I can't get out of it.

"And we suppress it so that it doesn't get rampant like this.

More... "

Takeo changes his posture from stiffness to upper-square stiffness.

"Go ahead."

And Takeo says, Alice says, "Ugh... why..." This one is also jittery, but I can't get out of it.

It stayed that way for a while, but Takeo opens up Alice when she grows up like Alice gave up.

"And here's the thing.

There was a lot more, because I can't.

"Um, I see.

... Alice, are you that tired?

Grandpa Elvis speaks to Alice, who is drooling.

"... I'm pretty tired..."

"Yes, yes," Takeo said, approaching Alice to "take care" and recover.

I also put it on Frederick and got tired.

"Dear Takeo, is that martial arts something the strong do?

Smith asks questions.

"Why not?

"No, martial arts will be done by the fittest, won't they?

"Right. It would be easier for a person of aptitude to do...

I mean, who is it? Who said that?

"Huh?"

"I think the teaching that martial arts can only be done by people who are fit and have strong arms is different.

Sure, you can be stronger with aptitude, so only the aptitude does. You might be told all the time... but rather, I think the weak should have learned enough martial arts to protect themselves, right?

There are many people in the world who are bandits, thugs and drunkards.

If I run into you, I need to buy you some time to see a blow and get away for now...

You don't have to win. I wish I could even make time for myself to escape?

"Um, I see. It makes sense.

"No matter how weak people learn martial arts, they won't be rivaled by the strong.

Essentially, the strong opponent has no choice but to flee.

"Really..."

Smith is a little discouraged.

"Hmm? Smith boy... am I mistaken about something?

"Huh? What is it?

"Smith boy, there's no point in always winning and losing in Wu, is there?

"Huh?"

"I'd rather you lose.

However, try not to lose even if you can't beat an opponent of the same quality.

"Huh?"

"What's up?

"Don't you have to win?

"Instead, why do you have to win?

"Huh? I'm the next principal, and I'm a man.

"... you don't know.

If you say that, Mr. Elvis and Mr. Frederick are both below Miss Alice in the martial arts, right?

Are you two incompatible as the head of a principals or civilian?

"! No! No!"

"Isn't it? You don't necessarily have to win with a martial arts.

But these two probably won't lose, will they?

"Huh? You can't win but you can't lose?

"Yeah. Under no circumstances, for the sake of the people, for the sake of the minister, for the sake of the family, for the sake of our people.

He's the one who can keep standing without admitting to losing, even if he can't win with a martial arts.

"... is that right? If you have the temper to lose even if you can't win..."

Takeo thinks "ho".

I felt Smith's face getting a little sunny.

Grandpa Elvis, Alice and Frederick watched Smith with tender eyes.