A week later, in the dense forest outside Deka Harbor.

Morinoida and Sagiri were sparring, the two were fighting back and forth, the swords were shining brightly, the clinking sound continued, and it was hard to tell who was better.

Fuma Sasame was practicing kunai throwing alone, now she could throw in an arc, or throw two kunai in a relay.

After a while, Morinoida showed a flaw, and Sagiri was immediately fooled, and ended up having Morinoida's samurai sword put on her shoulder.

Seeing this, Sagiri smiled bitterly, knocked down Morino Ida's sword, stuck her own sword into the ground, turned around and sat under the tree, panting, "I still can't beat you.

Ida, how did you practice your swordsmanship?"

The samurai sword was sheathed, and Morino Ida smiled mysteriously, "The more times you get beaten, the better your swordsmanship will be."

"What? Beaten?"

For Sagiri's surprise, Morino Ida didn't care at all. She came under the tree, picked up the bamboo tube and drank a sip of water, "Miss, the teacher once said that if you want to learn to beat people, you must first learn to get beaten."

"Learn to get beaten? That's what Kazama said?" Sagiri widened her eyes, and when she saw Morino Ida nod, her voice suddenly time doubled, "When did he say that?

Also, what is this theory?"

"Successful theory." Morinoida sat on the ground with a relaxed smile on his face, "Miss, I was not much better than you at the beginning.

Later, one time, I saw the uncle's swordsmanship, and I shamelessly begged him to teach me."

Speaking of this, Morinoida scratched his head and smiled foolishly, "Miss, you are much luckier than me. If you let the teacher practice with you, the bruises on your arms and swollen back are the least."

"Is this still a light injury?"

"Of course, sometimes, there will be blood." Morinoida said with a smile.

"Bleeding?"

Sagiri's scream also attracted Fuma Sasame, who sat beside her and asked in confusion: "Mori Noida, didn't you practice with the teacher?

How could there be blood? Are you careless?"

"I was very careful, but the teacher's sword was too fast and I couldn't handle it." Morino Ida rolled up his sleeves to reveal the scar on his arm, "Look, this is what the teacher left."

"How is it possible? Is he crazy? Is he always practicing like this!" Sagiri was very puzzled.

Although Fuma Sasame didn't say anything, his eyes were fixed on the two scars.

"The teacher said that practice should be actual combat.

Otherwise, when it comes to actual combat, you still think it's practice, then it's not just shedding some blood, but losing your life." Morino Ida spread her hands and grinned at Sagiri, "Miss, all our practice is to prepare for actual combat.

So, starting from tomorrow, I will not show mercy, please don't blame me when the time comes."

"Who... who asked you to show mercy, I don't need it!" Sagiri straightened up, hugged her arms, and looked very domineering like a young lady.

"Well, thank you, Miss." Morino Ida stood up and stretched, "That's it for today, let's go back."

"Okay, anyway, I'm exhausted." Sagiri nodded, supported the tree, and slowly stood up, "Sasame, Ida, you said that our teacher is always out of sight.

It's only been a few days since he appeared, and he disappeared again."

"The teacher must have something to do, so he let us practice on our own." Fuma Sasame said softly.

"He's busy? Who would believe it?" Sagiri rolled her eyes and drew her samurai sword back into its sheath. "What do you think our teacher is busy with every day?

Isn't it... that he is looking for a mistress for us?"

"Miss, stop talking nonsense." Morinoida looked at Sagiri speechlessly. He really admired the imagination of this young lady.

"Why am I talking nonsense? The teacher is so old, it's normal for him to find a woman." Sagiri said unconvinced.

"Go back and ask Elder Jiro." Morinoida put the samurai sword on her waist. "It's noon now, let's go eat curry rice, I'll treat you."

"Okay, okay." Fuma Sasame looked happy.

"Curry... rice!" Sagiri sang an octave higher, her neck slightly stiff, turned around, looked at Morinoida and said, "It can't be the newly opened one."

"As expected of a big lady, you guessed it right." Morinoida gave a thumbs up and grinned.

"No, I'm not going. Let's go... go eat barbecue. I'll treat you." Sagiri said with panic on her face and shook her head desperately.

"No, the teacher said that when you are physically exhausted, you should eat the life curry." Morinoida grabbed Sagiri's right arm and winked at Fuma Sasame.

Fuma Sasame understood and immediately took Sagiri's left arm, smiling and said, "Let's go, Sagiri, there are other curries there."

"No, I'm not going. I... Hey! You two put me down... Hey... I'm not going!"

OutIn an alley in Akeba Port, there is a curry shop of Granny Sansho, which has just opened for a few days.

In the shop, Granny Sansho is instructing Ranmaru on how to make curry, while Xinzi stands aside and interjects from time to time.

As for why they appeared in Dekeba Port, it was completely fooled by Kazama.

At the beginning, the curry of life saved Kanpachi who was buried alive, and allowed Ranmaru, who had been bedridden for many years, to walk freely.

This made Kazama feel that this curry of life is a life-saving medicine, or a recovery medicine.

If it stays in the country of river, it will be a pity.

Besides, this Ranmaru, through his self-narration, Kazama has understood.

This red eye is a rare blood limit, a blood limit that is much more powerful than perception ninjutsu.

Keep it by your side, maybe it will be useful in the future.

So, Kazama started to fool people, and the three people were defeated one by one.

Finally, Granny Sansho's curry shop opened in Dekeba Port.

As for Ranmaru, because the life-defining curry saved his life, he developed a love for curry and stayed in the curry shop to learn and help.

Squeak!

The door of the shop was pushed open from the outside.

Upon hearing the sound, Granny Sansho immediately dragged Xinzi out of the kitchen. Seeing that it was Morino Ida and the other two, the old lady smiled and said, "Is it you? What do you want to eat? And where is Kazama? I haven't seen him for a few days."

"The teacher is out, not in the port." Fuma Sasame let go of Sagiri's hand and said with a smile.

"Granny Sansho, Xinzi, hello." Morino Ida pressed Sagiri on the stool, turned around and said, "I want three plates of life-defining curry..."

"No, I don't want any life-defining curry, I want ordinary curry." Sagiri shouted hurriedly.

"Two plates of life-defining curry and one plate of ordinary curry?" Xinzi stretched out three fingers and said.

"Yes, yes, that's it." Sagiri rushed to say again.

"Well, wait a moment." Granny Sansho turned and went back to the kitchen.

As for Xinzi, she had met them several times and was already familiar with them, so she sat directly opposite them and started chatting with them.

Most of the time, Xinzi asked questions, Morino Ida and Sagiri answered, and Fuma Sasame just sat quietly and never interrupted.

Not long after, Xinzi was called back by Granny Sansho to help serve curry.

Three plates of curry were placed in front of the three people.

Sagiri looked at the black curry in front of Ida and Sasame, which made her feel sick.

On the day the curry shop just opened, Fukama brought them to support it.

When she saw the name of the life curry, Sagiri was very curious. It was really strange that curry was called life.

So she ordered a plate without hesitation.

As a result, she fell asleep for an hour with just one spoonful.

"Delicious, really delicious!" Morino Ida praised while eating.

As for Fuma Sasame, although he didn't say anything, his spoon never stopped.

Seeing this, Sagiri was a little mad. Why did she avoid the same curry, but they ate it with relish?

Why was that?

Unable to figure it out, she turned her worries into appetite, and Sagiri also joined the ranks of those who ate with relish.

Of course, her curry was just ordinary.

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