"Oh, you're Hiro-kun's master, huh?
"Thousand Mornings, please.
"Mr. Lotus. This is better than Fanzo. It's stuck.
"Already! They say that... No, Stumpy. You don't have to worry about it. Come on, with all of us.
"One male parent, because that is also a martial artist. Where I'm from, I'd love to know.
"I can feel it, that's right.
"Yes?"
"No, never mind. I'll see how it goes with the kids on my side. In the meantime, did your father become Tsukahara Sensei?
"Best regards,
Holidays starting at the end of April.
We all pressed Naïve Party Far East headquarters.
Tell Master Li what happened on Fanzo Island thanks the Innocence Club.
The hypothesis about psychic powers is to be announced through Master Sophia, so I won't touch it though.
"Is there something I can't tell you? Hmm, that's good. I wonder if it's a combination with holy divinity.
Old Master... Give me a break.
"Well, did you understand the leap karaki? Well, after six months, did you get the answer, Hiro?
"Soft depends on just, just according to soft.
"Hmm."
"... soft movement, light looking movement requires muscle strength. A destructive attack requires weakness.
"It's too narrow, too rational. But I wonder if it's a good idea to come in from that understanding first.
He threw a wooden knife at me.
A six-monthly audition of the old teacher begins.
"Huh? This sign.... shouldn't it be as untrained?
Old Molly smiles as she quickly sticks out her short held spear.
"I don't want you to tell the Lord. How long are you gonna live?
Well, you had a relationship in your lifetime, these two.
Anyway, I need to try what I got from looking at Chizuki.
Near Tanda, make me nervous.
Tighten your sides.
Stand and stabilize the body's axis.
I felt like my body was getting smaller.
No, compact, should I say? This feeling.
Still a small amount, my "samurai chi".
Still, it seems dense and wrapped around the body just for the minute the body has become compact......
Thin layers, but for that matter alone, I can feel signs from a little further than usual, just a little more sensitive, just a little faster.
I can handle an old teacher with one hand up and one foot down.
"Okay, that's good, Mr. Hiro. Molly's here, and I can do it better than the other day!
Pink's instructions are also starting to irritate me.
In fact, it's attacking.
But it still doesn't make a decision.
The "go" of the wooden knife is sweet. To punch in, I don't have enough power.
The force and tightening of the sides gave rise to speed, no "speed".
With muscle power, by just now, if you called for a soft, light movement......
To increase the power of punching, softness. Weakness.
At the moment of punching, an "like" image that pulls out the power.
"Going" began to grow. The power is being passed on.
Later, it's time.
Oh, already, they're off between us again!
Like slipping, draining waste, stuffing between......
Because of my mind, the old master's movements, my movements, felt loose.
"" "Here!
Pink and Asakura, my voice overlaps.
An old master's wooden knife and my wooden knife are meeting.
No resistance!?
Soft as it is, the wooden knife is sucked into the knife......
Beyond the knife, it fell out.
"What!?
"There's a gap."
In front of me, it turned white.
Behind you, your body falls. Apply a bump.
I felt the pain and finally understood.
I took a bullet in the forehead.
"Have you forgotten that I'm an exorcist?
"... it was.
Was it a spirit bullet?
"But what happened? Looks like the wooden knife slipped through......
"I slashed it.
Mr. Tsukahara?
"Thank you for your guidance, old master.
In Tsukahara's hand, there was a chopped, no, I chopped, wooden knife.
"Dr. Tsukahara's guidance is good. It's easy to teach because the basics are solid about you.
"No, it was the old master who brought out this feeling. I didn't think I could pull it out of my current hero.
"What more than a turtle's kung fu. All this would be the length of your instructional history.
"I encourage.... Hiro, how long have you been mocking me?
"Excuse me. Thank you for your guidance, old master.
"The next challenge is to tame that feeling. Once tamed, it can be faster and accommodate the speed of the preacher (monk). It is more powerful and can be struck with rigidity.
Yes, the old master told me to loosen his neck.
"Even without psychic powers, I can. Even with psychic powers, confrontation becomes harder.
Stir up Takashi and Chiharu.
Two faces, red tide.
"Old Master, Hiro's next challenge is to assemble hands. If possible, here, I'd like to ask you at a naive meeting.
Takashi and Chiharu's face, listening to Dr. Tsukahara, said, "Whoa, I'm going to rub it together."
Promise, bummer.
Again, thank you for being so discreet. Is that a matter of time......
"I wonder if it's just impossible for a thousand early opponents. Hiro, take this.
An old master threw a white fan at me.
"You should hold onto that and try it with filial piety.
No, a fan. Iron fan anyway......
In the meantime, hold it in your right hand. Put your arm forward.
Can you see it?
"Get started!
Is that it?
I can play my hand. I can punch in.
"This is the horrible thing about a swordsman, Takashi. Even a single chopstick suddenly changes when you hold something in your hand. Even if it's a year of learning.
An old master, who told Takashi so, turned to me.
"Hiro, you seem better at 'grabbing and throwing', 'rolling with your foot moves' than blowing. A slight sign of understanding can be seen.
Immediately, the old master turns his face to Tsukahara Sensei, two of whom make a laugh.
Rather of needles.
"Dr. Tsukahara, may I?
"This, Mr. Lotus.
Thanks.
"Looks like you've had a full time.
"Michele? What's going on? Looks like I'm in a bad mood.
"I hate kids. I got messed around a lot.
"Got it? Curiosity is annoying on the target side.
"I'm a stump, but there's some indication that I was getting some kind of crazy education.
"Again......
"You seem to have been held back from doing something from yourself, interested in something, something like that.
"Hmm. What should I do?
"Ugh heh.
"Yes?"
"I'm relieved. 'Are you all right? Can you do me a favor?' Isn't that right? 'I'm fine,' you believe. Plus, I'm gonna do something about it myself.
"That's because I'm a parent.
"It's a nice story.
"Mr. Tsubaki, you keep talking about the stump. We're all taken care of by Tsukahara Sensei, aren't we?
"Already! A thousand years early! It's been really hard lately.
Lotus, who looked happy at the cracking of what he was saying, turned to Tsukahara Sensei again.
"There's nothing in particular to do. Treat it as it is, naturally. Right, I was wondering if you could bring me here sometimes.
"Nothing in particular, is it?
"A child is a lot more than adults think. Stumpy, too, seemed confused at first, see?
Michele, caught by Cinta and Yasuke and disabled in movement, is rampaging.
Yasuke doesn't seem to worry either.
And the centerpiece of the topic, the stump, was about to stick his face inside Michele's pocket.
"Stumpy, no. There's something very scary about it. My brother had a terrible eye for it.
The stump turns this way.
"Are you scared," she said, and you hesitated.
Still seems to care in my pocket, only my hands, don't try to pull it out.
"Ouch!"
He's a goddess, what have you done? No big time.
"Mmm."
A stump with his hand off his pocket showed his mumbling face.
After looking around the left and right, he looked at me at hand and let his eyes shine.
"Brother, lend me that!
What the stump found was a white fan.
I know what you're going to do for the most part, but I'll let you do it because it looks interesting.
He's sticking a white fan in his pocket.
Swing left or right or move back and forth.
Apparently, they're trying to catch the "scared ones" inside.
It's adorable.
You look a little young, but no wonder you think you're doing what you should have done a few years ago.
"Ah!"
He raised his bare voice and the stump pulled out the white fan.
"That?
He's a goddess, with a good relationship.
You got caught a little bit, didn't you?
I looked around and took a wooden knife for a little longer... and Tsukahara Sensei stopped me.
"Stump, that shouldn't be.
The stump looks back at the teacher.
"Wooden knives are not used for such things.
gives a stiff look and the stump puts the wooden knife down.
Yes, it was.
The stump watched Sensei Tsukahara wave a sword in front of her and cut off the 'Patriarch'.
Because of his brainwashing education, he wore the motion of pulling out a knife and poking it.
The stump knows what a knife is.
"I'm sorry."
"Well, you just have to know.
A teacher puts his hand on the stubble head.
Let me move, let me go.
"In time, teach them how to use it correctly.
That's good...?
That happened, and I think you have a choice, "I won't tell you, keep it away from the blade".
"We can only teach people by doing so.
Old Master?
"Martial arts are an essential upbringing, and the In" This World ".
Makes me want to hold my head.
"I'm still a lousy bastard.... hasn't changed at all.
Molly, the old voice, a little more than usual, was playing.
Meanwhile, Mike, firmly held by the stump and boarded the carriage, was much, much more worn out than usual.
You look like you're getting a discount of about thirty percent on your face flutter.
Still, there's no escape from the hand of the stump.
Around that lap, rounded up very manly, I knew it was a cat-shaped golem.