In Tokyo, I just want salted fish

267 Collision
When Tachibana saw Uesugi Kai's posture clearly, I realized that the opponent had already attacked. The blade of the wooden sword suddenly enlarged in the eyes, and it seemed to have a strong wind, and it hit my helmet with a blow.

boom!
The wooden knife hit the helmet with a muffled sound, and was hit firmly.

Tachibana Youyu's expression inside the mask was still in a state of astonishment, his bare feet stomped on the floor, and he staggered back a few steps in a row.

"One."

The temporary referee, Bin Yuehui, was dazed for a long time before slowly uttering these two words.

"So fast!" Tachibana was stunned in my heart, but her vigilance made her quickly return to the previous turntable.

Chase after victory.

In the swordsmanship competition, Uesugi Kai didn't bother to keep his heart broken, and didn't want to give the opponent a chance to breathe. He stepped forward a few times, raised his hands high, and the wooden knife pointed at Tachibana, and I struggled to slash down.

He imitated the New Year's greeting swordsmanship that his father-in-law had used on him, and beat his face vigorously.

Shi Xianliu's swordsmanship lies in overwhelming others with power. He usually doesn't like to speak loudly, but at this time he yelled several times:
"Noodles! Noodles! Noodles!"

Press hard and chop hard, pressing hard step by step.

Kendo competitions are never won by brute force, Tachibana and I are not unacquainted with swordsmen who show current status, but at this moment she doesn't know how to deal with it.

One, the opponent didn't slash indiscriminately, and the defense against her changed every time he slashed.

Second, the opponent's body was pressed hard step by step, one after another, and he was beaten so hard that he couldn't breathe.

The wooden knives made a crackling sound, and the vibration transmitted from the handle made the hands soft and numb.

With Tachibana, I can only defend myself and defend again and again.

This new year's greeting sword technique is actually very famous in the Japanese police system swordsmanship, and it also has a very second name.

It is called [Garuda King Sword], which originated from the Zhongtiao style, and later became a common sword technique of the Yidao style.

Simple is easy, difficult is also very difficult.

Easy to understand and learn, but difficult to apply in practice.

Once the bamboo knife is held high, a high-ranking swordsman can grab a position and score with a single strike.

Uesugi Kai used this move according to his father-in-law's showmanship. It is full of momentum, and the subtleties can also be forcibly controlled through [Precise].

It can be said that every blow is just right, no matter how hard the turtle is, it will show its flaws.

"Striker!"

Tachibana and I were caught off guard under the continuous heavy pressure, Uesugi took advantage of the gap, and hit the front of her glove with a left cross, directly winning the second book.

She staggered back a few more times, the floor slammed, and the wooden knife in her hand was sent flying to the sidelines.

There was no further discussion outside the arena, and everyone was silent, only the wooden knife fell to the ground and was still rebounding.

This whole process of beating was under pressure, and Senior Sister Ju didn't have time to talk until the end of the beating, so it was clear whether he had the strength or not.

Dissatisfied in the heart, everyone still has some dissatisfaction in their hearts.

But what can I do?
Few people can beat Senior Sister Tachibana in the competition, and face Uesugi who is suppressing Senior Sister the whole time.

Isn't it obvious that you will lose face if you go up to the competition by yourself?

In terms of strength, everyone in the dojo is still very self-aware.

If you lose, you lose. Tachibana has me as a swordsman who has been immersed in kendo for several years, and she has nothing to lose face, but she looks at the empty hands in her hands, and she still doesn't believe that she will lose so thoroughly.

[Cutting off] She can use it, but she can't use it so confidently and flexibly.

I didn't even use the signature move of Weixin Yidao style, but I was beaten twice, and the wooden sword flew away. It's really...too weak.

It was rare for Tachibana to laugh at myself in my heart, and then I put away my numb hands and put them by my side, bowing my head slightly to Uesugi Kai who was opposite me.

She didn't speak, just kept so low.

Uesugi Kai understood what she meant by acknowledging himself as the teacher, and then looked up at the crowd again, "If there is no one who wants to challenge me, now, you can start teaching!"

What should we do at this time?
Go up and compete?

Most people don't have that self-confidence. Everyone has seen the speed and power of the move just now, and the senior sisters can't stand it, let alone them.

It's just that many people feel that it's a bit awkward for them to call someone who is seven or eight years younger than them as a teacher when they are 25 or [-] years old.

I call him Shifan Dai,
Doesn't this mean that my "predecessor" is getting old for nothing?

In Japan, where the concept of class and the relationship between seniors and seniors are serious, there are very few behaviors that are respectful and corporal.

Respect is respect, and short is short.

A sudden reversal of status is unacceptable to them.

But
At present, there is nothing to do, and the gap in strength is obvious.

Only accept fate.

In the dojo, facing Kai Uesugi's questioning again, no one made a sound, even the man who looked particularly angry didn't have the idea to stand up, just lowered his head and clenched his fists.

"That's good!" Uesugi Kai ignored him and raised his head and said, "Since you all recognize my identity as the temporary teacher, then start training!"

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No sound.

Holding the wooden knife in his hand, Uesugi Kai shouted sharply in the dojo:
"Where's the sound!? Didn't you have enough to eat? You still haven't made a sound after practicing kendo? How do you roar with your qihe? After studying for a few years, you learned to bow your head!?"

"Get ready for training!!!"

Everyone looked left and right, feeling weak:
"Yes"

"Come again!" Uesugi Kai shouted again.

"Yes!" Seeing that everyone was hesitating, Juyou and I took the lead in shouting back. Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that Senior Sister Ju had taken the lead, and they all echoed and shouted yes.

"Not neat enough! Come again!!"

"Yes!"

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Outside the window, insects chirped and green leaves rustled.

Hanamaru Hanabi looked at the wagashi that had been made with great difficulty in the small plate, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Although the air conditioner was turned on in the kitchen, she was exhausted from patiently picking and wiping.

As a beginner, every scratch here must be carefully and patiently trial and error, and then choose the most delicate and suitable curve after trial and error.

Looking at it now, the results are good.

Sakakibara Anenensis was already cleaning the utensils aside, and said to Hanamaru Hanabi with a smile:
"I always feel that you, Huahuo, are very serious about learning."

"You can't waste my sister's time," Hanamaru Hanabi put the prepared wagashi in a small grid, "Sister Anise taught me so hard, I can't just be lazy."

"Haha, Hanabi, what you said sounds like a junior high school student." After listening, Sakakibara Nananxiang smiled lightly.

"Really?" Hanamaru Hanabi turned her head away, her bright eyes were clear and clear.

"Yes, it's a lovely feeling."

"Cute." Hanamaru Hanabi turned back and continued to cover the wagashi with a transparent square cover, "Does my sister think that I am still young and haven't grown up?"

"Huahuo, are you 18 years old this year?"

"Ah."

"At the age of 18, you can say that you are not too old, and you can say that you are not young, but you are already very independent."

"But I think my character has always been naive." Hanamaru Hanabi covered all the small grids, and put the carefully prepared pastries together in a wooden box.

"Character is character, naive is naive, it's different, naive also means innocent."

"Really." Hanamaru Hanabi looked at the exquisite pastry she made in her hand, "Hanabi felt that she was being protected by Kai-kun all the time, and it was a bit troublesome for him."

"Kai likes you, right?"

Hanamaru Hanabi nodded, and whispered, "Yes."

Sakakibara Anenensis: "Since he likes you, protection is not trouble, but responsibility and love."

Hanamaru Hanabi: "If Hanabi can protect herself, wouldn't it be easier for Kai-kun?"

"Well, that's for sure."

"Thank you sister." Hanamaru Hanabi picked up the box and quickly went out the door.

Sakakibara Nananxiang put her hands on the apron, watching her back as she went out.

In her opinion, Hanabi still lacked some confidence in what she said.

He also cared too much about Kai, always thinking that he would not cause him any trouble.

It's more important to make yourself happy than not to trouble him, whether it's for him or for you.

Sakakibara Anenensis smiled and shook her head, and put the packed utensils back in the kitchen.

Hanamaru Hanako walked out the door with the small wooden box in hand. The sun was much lower than at noon, and the temperature was not that high.

She walked along the courtyard to the room where Uncle Sakakibara received Uesugi Kaoru, knocked on the door, waited for a long time, and found that there was still no movement, then gently opened the barrier and peeked inside.

There was no one there except for the teacups that had been left on the table.

Is everyone not there?

Hanamaru Hanabi saw the messy teacups on the table, walked in with the box in her arms, helped tidy up, and then went out and closed the door, put on her shoes, and left here.

Standing under the eaves, she took out her mobile phone and turned on the screen to look at it. On the wallpaper of the photo of the two smiling, there was no new news except the information pushed by the software.

Hanamaru held the mobile phone in her white and tender hands to confirm that Kai Uesugi had not sent her a message, and took back the mobile phone again.

"Kai-kun, you probably didn't leave."

She whispered to herself, then carried the small wooden box around the Japanese garden and continued to search.

Most of the courtyards here are decorated with rocks and dwarf pine, and with the goldfish swimming in the pond, it feels like a park.

Hanamaru Hanabi walks slowly along the corridor, looking at the green pine trees and the fragrance of birds and flowers in the courtyard.

The black leather shoes made a sound, the little skirt swayed slowly, and the thin white silk outlined the curve of the slender legs with a light flesh color.

She continued walking, and there was a corner ahead.

Immediately there came some chirping sounds that sounded like complaints.

Hanamaru Hanabi was far away and couldn't hear what it was, but she also knew that someone was coming, so she slowed down and walked to the corner to politely ask:

"Hello. Excuse me—"

"Go away!"

The leader was extremely impatient, and with a big wave of his hand, he hit Hanamaru Hanahoo Duanmuhe's hand for a moment.

Girls are inherently weak, so they can't withstand such a forceful touch from the other side.

The wooden box in Hanamaru Hanabi's hand was blown away, and the lid, the small grid with it, and the pastry inside were separated together.

pat pat
The square lattice rolls outside the corridor, and the delicate and small pastries inside also slowly roll out, stained with the color of the earth
Hanamaru Hanabi froze in place, her two little hands clenched in front of her.

"Fujino, Fujino." One person called out in a low voice.

"Okay, don't pull me." Masao Fujino shook off his companion's car and dragged himself, and glanced at Hanamaru Hanabi standing in front of him.

"Fujino, do you want to apologize?" Another person reminded in a low voice.

"Tch, no need."

Masao Fujino seemed a little guilty, and after a quick glance at the ground, he strode away.

The two companions followed after looking back at the silent Hanamaru Hanabi.

". Are you okay?"

"Oh, what can happen?"

The voice of the conversation gradually moved away and shrunk.

Hanamaru Hanabi clasped her little hands together, squatted down slowly, and packed up the cakes rolled out of the wooden box one by one.

Some rolled on the ground, the color was stained gray, and the round shape became flat.

Some fly in the distance, the pastry sticks to the soil, and the square becomes an oval.

White becomes black.

Small grids and covers were also scattered all over the place, many were broken and messy.

Hanamaru Hanabi squatted on the corridor floor and picked it up slowly. His fingers touched the textures patiently scraped out with a pick knife on the wagashi, and carefully placed them in the wooden box.

From the corridor to the outside, slowly picking up
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Coming out of the locker room of the dojo, Kai Uesugi took off his hot kendo uniform.

In fact, he wanted to take it off a long time ago, but he had to give lessons to those guys, and had to spar once in a while, so he continued to wear it just now.

"Mr. Shi Fan Dai, I want to ask a question."

The one standing in front of me was still wearing the kendo uniform, and I was the orange with sweat dripping on my forehead.

"Sorry, get out of class is over." Uesugi tidied up his sleeves and said, "I have always followed a principle, what should be done, and I shouldn't work overtime when the time is up."

"It's not about the way of the sword."

"General question? Then you can ask."

Ju Youyou has my eyesight very brightly: "How does Mr. Shi Fan Dai usually train?"

"Isn't this still a matter of kendo?"

Kaoru Uesugi glanced at her serious expression several times. This obsession with kendo is probably stronger than his cousin, "Okay, okay, I can tell you that there is nothing wrong."

Tangerine has me: "Teacher, please tell me."

"I don't usually practice kendo. If you want to ask me why I am so good, I can only say that I have actual combat experience with high-ranking swordsmen." Uesugi Kai was referring to his father-in-law.

"Then, how can I get a lot of pointers."

"It depends on the relationship. Of course, it is also related to your own talent. If you don't learn it for a long time, then other swordsmen will be very impatient, right?"

Kaoru Uesugi thinks that Senior Sister Tachibana is pretty good, at least he has the nerve to ask his junior for advice.

"Then I can often discuss with you, Mr. Shifan Dai, right?"

"Don't, don't, don't," Uesugi Kai quickly refused, being entangled with this kind of girl who loves kendo is the most troublesome, he is afraid that Hanabi will misunderstand, "I will only be a teacher once, I will never come again, and I will rarely come again gone."

"Once? Why, Mr. Shi Fandai, didn't you explain it well?"

"It's very clear, right?" Uesugi Kai glanced at the door, looking as if he wanted to leave quickly, "This is my strength, but I came here at the request of your teacher, I don't need to stay here for this little money. I am very busy when I come down to become a teacher, and the classes at the University of Tokyo are full every day."

(End of this chapter)