What made you have the illusion that I am the protagonist! ?

"Morning, Qiuhua."

Early the next morning, Shigu Qiuhua, who was about to leave for school, met Fuyumi and Diarmuid at the entrance.

"Brother, it's so early, and Mr. Diarmuid too."

"Miss Qiuhua." Diarmuid said.

"It seems that you have gotten along well during my absence."

Fuyuya put his hands in his sleeves and walked out of the entrance with Qiuhua. Before Qiuhua went to school, they could walk together for a while.

The high school girl wearing a sailor uniform was puzzled, "Really? I don't think there is any difference?"

"At least Diarmuid is willing to say hello to you. He used to not talk to anyone other than me unless it was necessary. To say hello, it would be great if he could just nod his head?" Fuyumi laughed.

"It seems to be true." Shigu Qiuhua thought for a while, "I seem to smell a sour smell, brother, are you jealous?"

"Of course~" Fuyuya exaggeratedly exclaimed, "The relationship between the cute little sister and the cute knight is getting better. As an older brother and lord, I feel a little lonely."

Shi Gu Qiuhua was amused by him with a snort.

Heroic Spirit looked helpless, who told him to arrange him is his Master, "Master Fuyuya."

After regaining the freedom to return to this world, he also more or less noticed his own changes. This is the aftereffect of using something like black mud to reconstruct the spirit foundation, which made his "sensitivity" to many things disappear, even to him. There is a faint sense of disgust in everything that is faced.

Fuyumi sighed, "Hey, it's not so easy to tease Diarmuid now. In the past, Diarmuid would have sincerely expressed that he only had me in his heart."

Diarmuid decided to keep his mouth shut so as not to be used as a talking point by the siblings again.

"By the way, brother, are you planning to go to the dojo today?"

Today Toyomi is wearing small sleeves and a hakama that are easy to move around, without a haori, and Ishitani Akika, who is familiar with his brother, can understand where he is going today after seeing his attire.

"Yeah, I haven't been there for a while, I just went to have a look." Dongmi scratched her cheek.

He originally planned to go alone, but as soon as he went out, he ran into Diarmuid who had obviously been waiting for a long time.

Probably because he missed Dongmi's transmigration, Heroic Spirit was determined to guard him every step of the way, and made perfect use of the fact that he didn't need to sleep. Even at night, he guarded Dongmi's door, and Dongmi had nothing to do with him.

"You haven't been there for almost half a year, right? Teacher Qingzao is working hard." Qiuhua looked at his brother reproachfully.

Fuyumi had no choice but to beg for mercy, "I know—I know—I'm planning to go."

……

After saying goodbye to Akika at the station, Fuyuya and Diarmuid walked to the dojo.

Although Ishitani Goga-ryu originated from Kamikawa Town, after so many years of development, branch temples have been opened in many places.

Of course, here in Kamikawacho is its main hall, called the Peaceful Hall. In terms of scale alone, many branch temples are larger than the main hall, but there is no doubt that what the hall inherits is the real Ishitani Yu. I am good at swordsmanship.

Stepping into it, although it was still early, there were already no fewer than three or five pairs of disciples practicing in the dojo, and some people sat on their knees to watch.

"Hey, who are you? New here?"

It seemed that it was because he hadn't come for a long time, a young disciple who was unfamiliar noticed Dongmi and Diarmuid who came in, looked suspiciously around the two of them, and asked aloud.

The Heingxin Hall teaches the real Ishigu Gowo-ryu ancient style of swordsmanship, which is completely different from the modern kendo that wears protective gear and is stipulated to only hit the face, hands, abdomen and throat. Each branch of the dojo has both ancient-style and modern kendo.

Only disciples who are determined to advance to the ultimate level of climbing swordsmanship will be transferred to the main hall to continue teaching after being selected. The teaching provides accommodation, and at the same time they use real swords, and do not wear protective gear. They are just for safety reasons. .

Therefore, every disciple here used his own sword when practicing. At this time, when the disciple saw the two people who came in without swords, he would naturally have doubts.

"This is..."

In her own dojo, even the disciples couldn't recognize who she was, Toomi was a little embarrassed, and at the same time reflected on whether she was really too irresponsible.

Fortunately, the disciple's inquiry also made others pay attention to this side.

The man who was watching several apprentices practice looked over, his face changed slightly: "You are—— Dong...no, the master."

The man's words caused a commotion among the disciples, but Toya breathed a sigh of relief. After all, it was too embarrassing to explain to his disciples that he was the master of Gogaru.

"Long time no see, Shenwu, please call me by my name. I heard Granny Asahara mentioned you yesterday. I heard that you are back. I didn't expect to see you here."

The man regained his composure and nodded, "Yeah, I can't get along in Tokyo anymore, so I have to come back here to be a substitute teacher."

"Hey, it feels like you've changed a lot."

"People will always grow up and mature, and you, too, have changed a lot."

Asahara Shingo sighed a little, but looked at Fuyomi slightly strangely, as if to say, "Why are you not only immature, but also more stupid and sweet" - Fuyomi scratched his cheek when he thought so.

He reached out his hand to Fuyumi, and the two shook hands, "Teacher Kiyozo is inside, let me take you in."

"Okay." Of course Dongmi was no stranger to his own dojo, but he still didn't refuse.

Dispelling the disciples who were curiously looking at the legendary young master—although this still couldn't stop the casual gaze from time to time, Shingo Chaohara led Fuyuya to the inside of the venue.

Diarmuid, who was following Fuyuya, sized him up curiously.

Since they are called peers, Asahara Shingo and Toyomi are probably about the same age, but compared with the pampered (not) Ishitani young master, he is obviously more weather-beaten.

After passing through the courtyard behind the dojo, there is a Japanese-style mansion inside.

Fuyuya had obviously been here many times, and followed Asahara Shingo directly through the corridor to the living room.

"Is Kiyozo-sensei there? It's me, Toya Ishitani, who is here to visit."

"Come in!" A thick male voice came from inside, pulling open the paper door towards Yuan Shenwu, and the three of them walked in.

Kiyozo Ishitani is a middle-aged man in his forties. He is sitting cross-legged by the window with a book in his left hand and a cup of tea beside him. It is obvious that he was reading a book just now.

"Whoever visits or not, you are the one in charge here, Fuyuya-kun."

"Without me, this place can still be opened, but without the teacher, the Peace-of-Spirit Museum cannot continue." Dong Mi laughed.

Kiyozo Ishitani sighed, put down the book and took a sip from the teacup on the side, "You boy, you are getting more and more slippery."