Card Draw Blade

Sports Kendo is not a group activity, but an individual battle. Technique, speed, and strength are all personal talents. In other words, the killing intent to defeat the opponent comes from only one person.

like now.

When the last person was fighting Tokitomu Ichiro, the bamboo knife that was picked out was spinning rapidly like a stick thrown by a parade carnival team, and the sound of cutting the air one after another reached a climax as it rotated.

The evening sun shining through the windows on the second floor of the stadium was pierced high, Aoki Mirai looked at the bamboo knife that turned into a circle, and subconsciously stretched out his hand——

Snapped!

In fact, I don't know why I want to touch it, but I just want to touch it.

"Ah!" Aoi Kanzaki felt pain at the sight, this sound attracted the attention of many people, and the curly hair in the focus of the eyes also realized what he was stupid enough to do just now, the forearm and the palm of the hand were struck by the rapidly spinning bamboo knife red marks.

The scorching pain stimulated the nerve endings, and after knowing it, Aoki Mirai held his hand painfully when the bamboo knife fell to the ground, amidst the surprise and concern of others.

Depend on!

Are you crazy, how can that kind of bamboo knife be picked up by hand!

Headed by Mr. Tomioka, Aoi Kanzaki also ran over. Now that the battle is over, we should see where this silly girl who catches the bamboo knife with her hand comes from.

"It's okay!" Tomioka Yoshiyuki held her wrist, and after checking that there were no fractures, he was a little relieved: "It's okay, there's nothing wrong, Kanzaki, please take Aoki to the infirmary to check."

"No need, I'll rest for a while..." Aoki Mirai wanted to shirk, but he was sternly rejected.

After all, Mirai Aoki had never joined a sports club since he was a child, and Ziye didn't understand the importance of his body to an athlete, so many invisible injuries would slowly accumulate without his noticing.

Aoki Mirai also slowed down, so he nodded and lowered his head in embarrassment, obviously he was here to help, but he was stupid to cause trouble for others.

"Sorry, Mr. Tomioka, Aoi..."

"Injury is a very common thing, don't worry about it!" The girl with twin ponytails helped her up swiftly and carelessly.

Seeing this, Tomioka didn't say anything, and shouted at everyone to continue training, but was stopped when he went back.

Tokito Wuichiro didn't know when he took off the chest protector, the white two-foot sleeves and the dark blue hakama were clean, he raised his hand and pressed it on Kanzaki's hand: "Kanzaki-san, please continue to record, I will send Aoki to the medical office room."

Kanzaki Aoi glanced at Tomioka Yoshiyuki, saw that the other party hesitated and nodded in agreement.

"Okay," she let go, "I hope it's all right."

Aoki Mirai didn't notice this little trick, she just knew that she passed it around and it ended up in the hands of her classmate and good friend, in fact, she felt a little bit at ease, after all, she was a little friend who mixed with her.

Just out of the gate of the gymnasium, looking at the sun that is about to set, the orange-red sunlight is still warming on her face--paji, although there is no such sound effect, but Shi Tou-jun looked down and saw the girl who was fiercely grabbing her cuff When there is only one hand, it will automatically fill in the brain.

Shitou Muichiro: "..."

Mirai Aoki blinked: ...

"Didn't your hand hurt just now?" He led Aoki Mirai.

"It hurts..." At this time, she looked fragile and silent, without the usual bluffing, she seemed to see the weak side of this girl through something.

Shitou Muichiro smiled: "Then why are you still reaching out?"

"Sorry, to be honest, I didn't expect..."

"The clever little future was just a fool."

Secretly imitating Nezuko's address and changing it to the kind of intimacy, which is implied in ridicule, but the other party doesn't seem to care at all.

His eyes were dim, and the young man clenched his fingers tightly, but he quietly let go in the other party's next sentence.

It was originally a ridicule with a hidden trap, but it turned out to be a serious consideration for a long time. She dragged the injured hand and said seriously: "It's not stupid, but it's because Shi Tou-jun's posture of flying other people's bamboo knives is so handsome." , I can't help but want to touch it!"

Do you understand, the feeling of being praised unconditionally, Tokito Wuichiro looked at her: "Is it handsome?"

Mirai Aoki didn't notice anything: "Hmm! Very handsome!"

In a better mood: "Say it again."

"Huh?" It's okay to say, but why: "It's very handsome! If possible, I would like to use Shi Tou-kun as a model to draw on paper and take it to the competition, is it possible?"

Mr. Shi Tou always likes to look at her, to look at her eyes, her earlobes, and her mouth. Does that mean that the other party is also like this? If you don't look at it, you can't draw it.

"can."

"That's great. Tomorrow, I want to ask Tanjiro-san to go to the high school to have a look at kendo. Maybe it will be more impactful."

"..." That's right, there are many people around this guy.

"By the way, Mr. Shi Tou, can you take some photos?"

"Say it again."

"..." After a long silence, Mirai Aoki hesitated in the dark eyes of the other party: "Mr. Shi Tou is very handsome when he wields a bamboo knife?"

"Well, when will the photo be taken?"

"Hahahahaha" Aoki Mirai suddenly laughed, "It turns out that Shitou-kun is the type who speaks easily when he is praised!"

The young man tilted his head slightly to relax, so it depends on who it is?

……

The boys and girls chatted happily under the evening sun, but it was uncertain who had sunk to what extent, until they reached the infirmary.Today, Mr. Shinobi is kept here, a woman who retreated when Aoki Mirai wanted to issue a certificate but listened abruptly at the door to teach other children who wanted to be lazy.

But actually Mr. Butterfly Ninja is very gentle, eh.

Bite the bullet, Mirai Aoki was dealt with by the beautiful but hot-tempered Sensei Shinobu for the wound on his hand, but in fact it was just the skin, and now it was just a little bit of blood seeping.

"It's the kendo club again, that guy from Tomioka is not as worry-free as Mr. Undead Chuan!" The purple-haired and purple-eyed Mr. Butterfly complained while doing debridement for Aoki Mirai.

She glanced at the boy with the same expressionless face as Tomioka Yoshiyuki, and said with a sulky face, "This situation is no longer suitable for going back. President Shito told her to leave early, today."

"Yes, I will respond to Mr. Tomioka."

Aoki, she was caught in the middle and dared not speak, after making the plan easily, Mr. Shi Tou led her back.

"Aoki, be careful in the future, don't always use your body to pick up dangerous things, it's better to avoid them." Rarely, she was preached by that Tokito Muichiro.

However, Aoki Mirai is used to her hands and feet, and her movements are not as good as her brain. She will accept what others have to say about her, but the possibility of changing is small.

Aoki Mirai nodded continuously, shaking his head until he was a little dizzy, and opened the door of the infirmary with a swipe, before his legs had time to step out, he bumped into it.

Tokito Muichiro opened his mouth, and saw that the other party bumped into my wife's senior, who was in the first grade, and although he wouldn't fall down dramatically, he felt uncomfortable watching it for some reason, because——

Didn't that yellow mop head hug Aoki directly? ! !

Can you do whatever you want with your height?

This scene was imprinted in Shitou Muichiro's eyes, but the person involved didn't have any idea, after all, the two of them are only sand sculptures together.

Aoki Mirai was still planning to apologize, but when he looked up and saw my wife Shanyi's face turned 180 degrees, her pursed mouth could hang a pot: "What are you doing!"

My wife Zenitsu, who originally planned to release Aoki Mirai in a gentlemanly way: "Come out and die!"

The curly-haired girl was short and looked at the opponent's chin: "Tanjiro's secret technique - head hammer! Drink!"

The style of painting changed so suddenly, Tokimeichiro said that the picture was too beautiful when he met him, and said what the hell he was looking for! ?

Even Butterfly Ninja, who had just sat down to drink water, turned dark and stopped, "You two! How dare you fight even if you are wounded!?"

Standing on tiptoe just now to stop the loss, my wife Shanyi held her chin and twitched her eyes slightly: "Miku Aoki, don't go too far! I'm a wounded! A wounded!"

Curly smiled and raised his hand: "Me too!"

Shitou Muichiro & Butterfly Shinobi: ...

The final screen turned into this:

My wife Shanyi obediently sat at the doctor's seat waiting for her dressing change. Teacher Butterfly Ninja was preparing something for the dressing change, and two well-behaved children who had nothing to do were sitting on the bed next to her.

Although Aoki Mirai could understand staying here, Aoki Mirai shook his legs and asked him: "Mr. Shitou, aren't you going back? I can do it myself, Zenyi will send me back later."

"Hey! Who wants to see you off!"

She glared at him: "I'll see you off!"

My wife Shanyi: "...what the hell!"

Speaking of which, Toru Muichiro has indeed never seen Mirai Aoki getting along with other people of the same age.

Although the face is ferocious and the words are unscrupulous, it doesn't seem to be a reason to deteriorate their relationship. The slightly older senior is different from the slightly stinky but really hardworking look in the Kendo Club last year; he is at the same level as himself The girl is also different from the past, who is well-behaved and at most has a little bit of sao in her mouth.

If you have to say it, it's like chemicals and catalysts.

too active.

Shitou Muichiro blinked, his clear eyes reflected the subtle familiarity between the two, as if a high wall had been erected invisible, but it was not over yet.

My wife's senior had long been innately superior. When the white gauze was removed, he turned his head and said earnestly: "Close your eyes, there will be a lot of blood!"

Mirai Aoki heheed, and secretly made a 'garbage' gesture to my wife Zenitsu. In fact, the other party turned his head and asked himself, but it was just that he himself couldn't see too bloody things, in order to maintain his senior and masculine image , deliberately turned her head to avoid looking at the pool of blood.

Who doesn't know his wife Shanyi!Really!

But this is another misunderstanding in the eyes of bystanders.

Before Mirai Aoki had time to laugh at the other party, her eyes were suddenly covered by a pair of hands that were a little bit cold, and the world was plunged into darkness, only a faint smell of sweat mixed with fragrance.

"Is it dizziness?" The voice was cold and clear.

This taste is a bit over the top.