Card Draw Blade

"This is not where you should be!"

The man in the blue sportswear was holding a bamboo knife, his ice blue eyes were like the abyss in the sea.

I didn't expect to be rejected by the consultant teacher of the Kendo club just at the door. Mirai Aoki said: emmm

Aoi Kanzaki has always known that their junior high school advisor and coach teacher is an overly serious man, who sometimes looks like an old man in his twenties.

Obviously, the manager borrowed from outside happened to be used to record the data of this team's game, but now Mr. Tomioka's words made her feel embarrassed, and she was afraid that Aoki-senpai would throw the notebook and leave in a fit of anger.

"Teacher Tomioka! Senior Aoki, she—" the girl with twin ponytails hurriedly explained.

Shitou Muichiro, who had been with Yoshiyuki Tomioka for a long time, looked at him indifferently, and the atmosphere dropped below freezing point for a moment.The huge stadium was unaware of what was happening in a small corner, but Mirai Aoki, who had unknowingly become the center of sight, actually——

"Then should I squat in the studio until I grow old?!"

She actually doesn't care about a p!This kind of tone doesn't feel like what Nezuko said no matter what—"Actually Tomioka-sensei is a very gentle person, but he is not good at expressing himself~"

Ghosts believe it!Really! !

Aoki Mirai tried his best to do something, but the man frowned thoughtfully, the invisible pressure dissipated in an instant, and he nodded his head: "Shouldn't the entries be submitted in June?"

Really 'understanding' ah hey!

Don't you, Mr. Tomioka, think that if you have always been a villain, it would be more in line with your personality?

Konezuko sincerely does not bully her... But punching cotton is also boring.

"Competition work?" Aoi Kanzaki reacted first.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki said 'ah': "I heard from Mr. Yu Sui, it is for entering a higher school..."

Mirai Aoki: I'm just curious, do you know that you care about me so much? ?

I thought so in my heart, but it does not rule out that Mr. Tomioka is really serious and responsible.

Aoki Mirai curled his lips: "Master Tomioka, shouldn't you be happier that I got into high school based on my cultural achievements?"

Aoki Mirai looked resentful, even if her grades have been passing the passing line for three years, can't she give her a little confidence at the end? !

Tomioka Yoshiyuki was stunned for a moment: "That's not what I meant... It would be best if you can get into high school based on your cultural achievements, but you, Aoki—don't you like painting?"

Outstanding talent, hard work, and persistent enthusiasm, no matter what you do, the sum of these three is greater than 3.

But regarding this question, Tomuichiro moved his eyes slightly when he was silent at the side, he didn't know what he thought of, and gently tugged at the girl's clothes: "Is that the meaning of the 'collection' just now?"

Aoki Mirai's face turned up before he had time to sink: "Yes! After all, our school's kendo department is very strong! Just now I saw Shitou-kun swinging the sword very neatly—"

Turning to Yoshiyuki Tomioka again: "Teacher Tomioka allows me to stay! I will definitely not cause trouble!"

Tomioka thought for a while, lowered his eyebrows, but still nodded: "Come on for the game."

From the initial concern to the final concern, Yoshiyuki Tomioka's temperament was touched by the brother and sister next door, so when Aoki Mirai asked Nezuko for advice on "how to win the favor of the class teacher", he got such an answer .

As long as you are sincere, you will be able to get along well!

Of course, Aoki Mirai also knows about such things, but as a naughty student who used to skip classes and was addicted to not doing homework, it has become a subconscious habit to lie with the teacher, although it is corrected now-mainly because her elder brother is in the office Crouching inside she couldn't stand the 'wide-eyed stare'.

Finally, under the eyes of Aoi Kanzaki and Yoshiyuki Tomioka, Tokito Muichiro pulled Mirai Aoki to the side of the dojo: "Teacher Tomioka agreed, you can stay here."

He put her in his field of vision.

Holding the notebook, Aoi Kanzaki sighed subconsciously: "Senior Shitou and Aoki-senpai have such a good relationship, they must have known each other a long time ago, I haven't seen any girl who Shitou-senpai has such a good relationship with, even if it's..."

Tomioka Yoshiyuki wondered, is this a relationship?

"The reason why Shi Tou and Aoki have such a good relationship is that they are both very talented in a certain field." He said without hesitation.

"Is that so?"

"As for Kanzaki-san, you are still far behind."

After the down-to-earth Mr. Tomioka finished speaking, he left to prepare for the team competition. Aoi Kanzaki who stayed behind: Suddenly, I don’t know why I was stung in my heart. Is this the power of 'Mr. Tomioka'!

Mirai Aoki finally stayed in the kendo club to observe and observe. At first, only the main general started to fight, but how should I say it.

In the square formation, teenagers wearing protective gear beat the offense and defense with bamboo knives. The light is also enough to dispel the darkness.

In the wood-colored world, the curly-haired girl is serious, but——

Always felt a little too ordinary.This is a conclusion based on Mirai Aoki's own understanding of the world. Although she is an outsider, she clearly understands that this is not what she wants to see.

She always felt that what she wanted to see should be a more splendid swordsmanship, one hit would hit, one sword would kill.

Subconsciously glanced at the boy who was slightly taller than herself standing next to her. If she wanted to see his face, she could only lift her head: the soft hair was tied up straight, and the leather rope she always had Saw it on Tomuichiro's wrist.

'The cold and elusive mist on the kendo field'.

right!She should want to see this kind of thing with more courage and personality!

The more Aoki thinks about Mirai, the more chaotic his mind becomes. He gradually outlines a desolate person with indifferent eyes, almost based on the young man beside him... It's hard to fathom, it's hard to see through—it's a new moon blooming on the lake at night , The stillness also unfolds and momentarily, the boy under the moon, the bright moonlight sprinkled the side face, condensed a fine layer of frost, just one look can overcome all difficulties, and he will be invincible in all battles.

"Aoki, what are you looking at?" The peek was suddenly discovered, and Aoki Mirai turned his head back abruptly, so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground.

Almost broke my neck.

Not to mention being swept away by the other party's gaze, and after completely remembering what kind of intracranial sexual intercourse he has performed in his mind, he can't wait to apologize to Mr. Shi Tou for his pure friendship with her!

After Shengshi Meiyan's mouth flat senior, Aoki Mirai, do you remember to eat or not to fight again and want to draw a completely magically transformed portrait of Tokito Muichiro! ! !This is shameful behavior!Then let Yuhao Tianyuan hang it up, what if he collects the whole gallery of your own YY ​​paintings, and calls it "Aoki Mirai's Delusional Gallery"! !

Aoki Mirai covered his head, subconsciously took two steps back, trying to find a breakthrough——

No, no, it's exactly like she once sketched Mr. Shi Tou. The second use is relatively simple. Yes, yes, this is the truth of the matter!

Seeing Aoki's Mirai's changing expression, Shitou Wuichiro was suddenly amusing: "What fun did you think of?"

"I was thinking Shitou-kun, you are indeed the top1 girl in school who wants to date the most. May I ask what Ikemen would like to say?" Aoki Mirai said with a serious face, holding an air microphone in his hand in front of the boy.

But Mr. Shi Tou relaxed his eye muscles a little bit, and his eyes were half closed. If he said that the only impression he left on this thing was 'troublesome', especially after what happened that day——did she Isn't she one of the victims, why does she want such a thing.

"I don't think that makes any sense," he said.

Very indifferent.

Aoki Mirai looked clever from this look, although she seemed to make the other party unhappy, but she really wanted to see: "Hey, Shi Tou-kun, are you not going to end?"

Shi Tou Wuichiro saw that the other party didn't go on and didn't pursue it, and looked at the field: "I will go in the end."

He would go, unarmored, and use his own bamboo knife to pick everyone off.If Aoki Mirai is exceptionally good at color and emotion perception, then Tomu Ichiro was very good at how to quietly release his killing intent.

"I heard that kendo should pay attention to etiquette, morality, behavior and other sports, but Shi Tou-kun, what I think now is, if the things used to win or lose do not have killing intent and desire |, then how it would be Uninteresting stuff."

The girl stared at him, as if being stared at by some cold-blooded snake.But this feeling was only for a moment, and soon her eyes were covered with fierce passion again, longing for something and wanting something from him.Toki Toru Muichiro saw such a signal from Aoki Mirai's eyes.

Speaking of which, since when did he notice her?

Is it first grade or second grade?

In a club activity, he was watching a match between the third-year master generals, but unfortunately, he became the destination of the sword that was picked up and fell down.At that time, he had time to escape, but the crowd was so crowded that he had no choice but to go in any direction. He could only watch helplessly as the bamboo knife was poked at him.

It should hurt, no, it will bleed, but it's not without risk of fracture, but if it's not in the right place...poking blind eyes is also possible.

The thirteen-fourth child calmly analyzed, but all he was allowed to do was close his eyes at the last moment.

Then something collided, and then there was a gasp, and something dripped on his face.The pain didn't come.The weight on his body caused the surrounding crowd to scatter, and the blood-soaked bamboo knife stabbed twice and fell to the ground. All Shitou Ichiro could see was the face covered in red blood and a head of curly hair, like sheep's wool.

It was that time, the memory is a bit far away, I forgot.

Shitou Muichiro was shaken by his arm because of the long silence, maybe Aoki Mirai thought he was in a daze again, but in fact he was in a daze.

"Mr. Shi Tou, do you remember something, for example, the homework handed in today is a torn white paper or something...?"

She is careful.

The boy with tied hair smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to stretch the rubber band, and let his soft hair spread out.

"Oh, that's not... hey, in the future, you will only look at me, and I will show you what you want."

The boy drew out a bamboo knife.

When there is no Ichiro, please refer to it.

The author has something to say:

感谢在2020-03-1018：11：06～2020-03-1118：00：15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: this is a handsome nickname 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Ku Wu and Cang Sheng are not common people;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!