Infinite Gentleman

"Perhaps because of this reason, that guy is so strong?"

"But then again, he is also the hardest one of us, right?"

"And even if we continue training, we don't have the strength anymore."

The members of the kendo club left the dojo in twos and threes, grumbling. In the huge Kendo Department, there were only two people left in the battlefield, Yuanzheng and Toshishima.

"Is it the same, senior sister?"

After everyone was gone, Battlefield asked sincerely and calmly. The latter did not speak, just handed him an expression: "That's more."

Then, the two did not speak, and tacitly took off their protective gear and lost the bamboo sword in their hands.

During this process, Senior Sister Dudao Kongzi's condition became more and more strange.

It was as if she had inhaled a strange gas, her face flushed, her breathing was short, and her whole body was aroused.

If someone sees this scene at this moment, they will definitely think of another explanation that Kongzi-senpai left sincerely.

It fits the explanation of the peachy fantasy of adolescent boys and girls.

It's just a pity, not really.

Sincerely ignoring the strange state of Dudao Kongzi, he turned around and came to the basket with the bamboo sword, and drew three wooden knives with the handle from it. The longest handle was handed to the poison island .

Unlike the round bamboo sword, which won't cause a big deal even if hit on the body, the wooden sword is closer in shape to a real Japanese sword and has more damage. A qualified swordsman can easily kill the enemy with a wooden knife.

On this point, the battlefield is very sincere. He has seen with his own eyes how powerful this weapon can be in the hands of the right person.

That was two years ago, when Zhanchang Yuancheng was in junior high school.

That day, when he went home, he took a detour, and it was a bit late. There is no one on the street anymore.

Although it's a bit dangerous, thinking about the swordsmanship training you are doing, sincere is not too worried. Walking on the street like this, alert, he soon heard a strange noise.

Although he knew it was wrong, the original sincerity of the battlefield passed, and at the same time he took out the wooden knife he had provided for self-defense.

After turning a corner, he will never forget that scene.

Under the moonlight, a petite girl with a wooden knife smiled excitedly, waving the wooden knife in her hand, and constantly beating an adult who had shrunk into a ball.

The man's calf was abnormally twisted, one arm drooped weakly, and the expression on his face was distorted because of the severe pain. The wailing sound he heard sincerely came from him.

"……Ok?"

Perceiving someone coming by, the young girl turned around and looked sincere. Sincerely saw her face through the moonlight.

With a sickly flush, as if enjoying the same weird smile, and sweating because of tension, hair stuck to his forehead.

The delicate body with youthful vitality, mixed with cute and sexy features, the enchanting charm instantly attracted the original sincerity of the battlefield. It makes him feel that his heart beats faster and his body feels hot.

This is the first meeting between Zhanchang Yuanzheng and Dudao Tsuiko.

...

"Where are you looking?!"

The memory ends here. Slightly distracted sincerity was caught by the flaw. Although he tried his best to prevent the opponent's attack, he fell into a passive state. Losing the initiative in battle, he can only defend against the opponent's ruthless offense with one blow after another.

It is completely different from general kendo training. It has no protective gear and uses a more lethal wooden knife. There is no "rules of the game" at all. A little carelessness can result in injuries, or even serious injuries. There is almost no difference from a real fight.

Precisely because of this, after entering the fighting state, the expression of Dudao Tongzi became more excited and distorted. Just like when I first met her sincerely.

The girl from two years ago merged with the face of her senior sister two years later.

"——"

The battlefield originally wanted to retreat sincerely, ending this round of competition and regrouping. But the energetic Senior Sister Kongzi would not let him go so easily. The structure of the human body determines that forward is easier than backward. Therefore, the sincere movement speed is not as fast as that of the .

In this case, choosing to turn around or dodge is even more impossible. If you go head-to-head, the speed of Kengzi's moves is almost equal to the sincerity. If you keep it for a long time, you will lose.

Perhaps after the battle, Tokushima Suizi will regret it. But sincerely don't expect the excited Sister Kongzi to release the water. If it hits something terrible, then it is not impossible to die.

"It's really troublesome." Zhanchang Yuanzheng thought in his heart-and then pulled out the right waist, the Kodachi with a total length of 60 cm and a blade length of 45 cm-the left hand held the handle of the knife, the whole is small With his arm against the back of the sword, he blocked the opponent's attack with a small sword while the long sword in his right hand thrust forward.

"——"

Freeze.

The sincere wooden knife stopped less than five centimeters in front of Dudao Kongzi. A little closer, you can smash the bridge of her nose, or puncture her eyeballs and smash her teeth.

"Do you want to fight again, Senior Sister Kongzi?" asked sincerely and calmly.

"..." The wooden knife that was placed on Zhenxin's left hand and pressed down desperately, with a little bit of strength, a little bit smaller. Toxic Island Suizi calmed down little by little. Finally left it.

Zhanchangyuan was sincerely relieved.

In previous competitions, he also encountered several situations.

The main reason was that Senior Sister Kongzi couldn't control it after hitting high and couldn't stop.

"...I'm sorry." Dudao Kongzi smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"It's okay, it's not the first time this has happened."

He said that, but sincerely, he picked up the wooden knife at the feet of Dudao Kongzi at the first time. Put them back in the weapon box, then turned around and walked to the portable refrigerator on the other side. There is a thirst quenching drink for members of the Kendo Club.

"Would you like something to drink, Senior Sister Kongzi?" Sincerely squatted down, opened the refrigerator, and then asked.

"Herbal tea is good," Dudao Tsuko replied.

"Hmm... there are still sports drinks left, don't you drink?"

"Herbal tea is good." Dudao Suiko repeated.

In certain things, Senior Sister Kongzi is very different. But it was unexpectedly conservative in some things.

Five minutes later, the two leaned against the outer wall of the Kendo Dojo, drinking herbal tea while looking up at the sunset in a daze.

Not far away, the students who had finished their club activities went home from school in twos and threes, and everything seemed very peaceful. Even if they say it, no one will believe that Zhanchang Yuanzheng and Dudao Tsuizi have just experienced an extremely realistic combat training.

Author's message:

Today's first update! Thanks to the book friends for the word knife, air air air space, and k-tongzi for their rewards.

Chapter 4 This world is so cruel

The battlefield is sincere, and both are so skilled with the poison island. Because they do this kind of thing, not once or twice.

To be precise. Soon after the two people met, this "interaction" became commonplace. When Dudao Kongzi and Zhanchangyuan sincerely attended the same high school, this "interaction" became a daily routine.