I'm a thankful fox in Tokyo

"They are timid."

"If it were me, I would still fight even if I can't beat him!"

"So I said, what can I do if I have good academic ability and good looks? I don't even have the courage to hold a sword for my friend. What if my girlfriend gets into trouble in the future and is bullied and shrinks like now? Isn't she responsible? ah."

When the male students watching the battle saw that Dong Yeyu was carrying a knife, they naturally didn't believe him - why buy a knife if you haven't learned swordsmanship?

Some female students who supported Higashino Yu were also speechless, with faint disappointment in their expressions.

"If you don't dare to come, forget it."

Tetsuo Sugatani passed by Imagawa Kashiwagi, looked at Higashino Yu, and shook his head with some disappointment.

"Looking at your size, you are as timid as a mouse. You don't dare to draw a sword after learning swordsmanship. You are not as courageous as this kid."

Of course he could see that Dong Yeyu had never learned much about swordsmanship. Whether it was the posture of holding the sword or the posture of his body, he looked like an ordinary layman.

Those who are beaten are amateurs!

Otherwise, with Higashino Yu's physique and height, Tetsuo Sugatani really wouldn't dare to provoke.

Have you really never seen a monster?

Dong Yeyu frowned.

When it comes to this, even if he is unreasonable, even if he has never learned swordsmanship, he still has to teach him a lesson.

Otherwise, the news of his cowardice will spread throughout Tachibana Taka tomorrow.

How frustrating would it be to be commented on wherever you go?

If nothing else, it is inevitable that the mentality will be affected.

In order to avoid trouble, Dong Yeyu didn't think retreating was a good choice and had to give him a little fox demon shock.

Higashino Yu patted Imagawa Kashiwagi's hand and said, "Don't worry, Imagawa-kun, I'm sure."

"Higashino-kun" Imagawa Kashiwagi was stunned for a second, then let go of his hand with a sigh: "Okay, if you lose, I will fight too."

He had learned some swordsmanship in junior high school, and although it was not even a beginner's degree, the current situation was that the three of them had to do it together, and they had to lie down together.

Otherwise we won’t be able to be friends in the future.

"Just hold on to me."

Dong Yeyu nodded and stood up calmly with his sword in hand.

It is true that I have never learned swordsmanship, but I have fought against the Shiditou of the Benchuan Club before, and I also watched the fight between Arima Zesong and others just now.

Relying on his extreme control over his body and super memory, it is no problem to reproduce the swordsmanship he has used, although it may not be too standard the first time.

What's more, he has the reflexes of a cat, the strength of a bear, and the speed of a leopard.

You can crush a bamboo sword into pieces, what kind of swordsmanship do you need?

He walked over and pulled the waist armor of Arima Norimune, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and picked him up with one hand, "Hey, are you ready?"

Arima Zezong lowered his head and said nothing. It seemed that his Taoist heart was broken.

However, he hesitated for a moment, fearing that Dong Yeyu would be embarrassed too, so he turned around and said.

"Higashiya, you have never learned swordsmanship——"

"Why are you so scared like Imagawa? Your duel just now provided me with a lot of fighting ideas. I'm terrifyingly strong now! Give me the sword and wait for good news."

"Don't go, he Beichen Yidaoliu took the catalog."

Dong Yeyu was too lazy to pay attention to him, grabbed the bamboo sword from his hand, looked down at Sugatani Tetsuo, and said in a deep voice.

"Grade B, Class B, Higashi Yeyu."

The sound was not loud, but strangely, even if the dojo was a bit noisy at the moment, it could still be clearly heard by everyone in the kendo gym.

The noisy kendo hall suddenly became quiet.

The figure in the corner who was concentrating on practicing the sword against the dummy was also slightly suffocated. The students watching, whether they were boys or girls, were stunned for a second when they heard the voice in their ears.

"So handsome..."

First there were a few soft sighs, and after a while some girls' screams sporadically sounded in the silent dojo, "Higashino-kun, come on!"

Then the cheers became one continuous wave, even mixed with voices of confession.

"What? Even if you dare to challenge, you may not be able to defeat Sugatani-senpai. Are you not afraid of the boomerang if you open the champagne in advance?"

A group of male students whispered against the wind and muttered.

Listening to Higashinoyu's voice, Sugatani Tetsuo felt something heavy hit his heart. He felt guilty for no reason. He subconsciously took a step back, but he reacted in an instant.

He has never learned swordsmanship. What the hell am I afraid of?

I'll beat this kid until he loses all face today!

Tetsuo Sugatani boosted his confidence, smiled and kissed his girlfriend, "Rina, go back and watch me beat them all down."

"Well, don't get hurt, we'll have to do it again later-"

"Okay, okay, I understand." Tetsuo Sugatani interrupted his girlfriend's nagging with a headache.

Ohiro Rina had no choice but to look at Higashino Yu who easily lifted up Arima Norimune who was wearing a set of heavy kendo armor with one hand. With some ominous premonition in her heart, she left the field and returned to the edge of the dojo to sit and wait.

Tetsuo Sugatani went to the referee's table to talk about starting the second battle.

The three people at the referee's table hesitated for a while, but after looking at the atmosphere in the dojo, they nodded in agreement.

It is rare to arouse the passion of these lazy dog ​​members, and as the president, he is naturally happy to see it happen.

Higashino Yu then carried Arima Norimune and entered the locker room under the guidance of some club members, and Imagawa Kashiwagi followed.

Extra kendo uniforms and protective gear are available in the dojo locker room.

With the help of Imagawa Kashiwagi and his subordinates, Higashino Yu tied the knots and put on his armor and crotch protector, while Arima Norimune sat on a stool in a daze.

Finally putting on the armor, Higashino Yu handed the Seimei Ichimonji Choko to Imagawa Kashiwagi and asked him to take it for him.

He held Arima Norimune's bamboo sword and waved it a few times. When it felt right, he smiled at the two of them and walked out of the locker room.

Imagawa Kashiwagi held Higashino Yu's knife and followed him outside. Then he felt the weight of the knife and frowned slightly.

He looked down at the knife wrapped in thick paper towels and tape in his hand, feeling a little confused.

Is a wooden sword that heavy?

When only Imagawa Kashiwagi and himself were left in the locker room, Arima Norimune slowly took off his mask and took out a clean towel from his cabinet with a bleak expression to wipe his sweat.

Seeing Imagawa Kashiwagi staring at Higashino Yu's strange wooden sword, he walked over.

"What's wrong, Imagawa?"

"Higashino-kun, this wooden sword is so heavy."

Arima Zemune took the knife in confusion, his hand sank, he frowned, and carefully touched the outline and general structure of the knife through the tissue and tape, until he felt the hilt.

His expression changed immediately, and he looked outside the locker room in shock.

As if thinking of something, Arima Norimune's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked Imagawa Kashiwagi to help him take off his heavy hakama, and walked outside holding the knife.

"Some wooden swords are heavier. Let's go, Imagawa, go out and hold the battle for Higashino."

With such confidence in his words, Imagawa Kashiwagi didn't understand why Arima was crazy, so he followed him.

Jinguji Hiiragi, who was practicing swordplay in the corner, was not affected by the surrounding discussions and tense atmosphere. His expression was focused. His long hair was tied up with a red hair rope, leaving only two strands of Hime-style hair. Feet dropped.

Even though I heard the surrounding classmates talking about Higashino Yu and the uncomfortable atmosphere in the court, I was not distracted.

But not long after, I felt someone behind me tugging at the corner of my kendo uniform.

Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she turned around to look. Her dark eyes, as pure as the night, were full of coldness. Until she saw who was coming, this coldness turned into helplessness.

Tomorrow saw Sanae standing behind her, her eyes level, her voice clear, and with the pride unique to the Moon Witch, she stretched out her hand and said, "We agreed yesterday to teach me some spells."

Jinguji Hiiragi looked at her indifferently and said nothing.

Seeing Sanae confronting her tomorrow, she pouted her lips and put down her heels.

His height suddenly shrank, and when he stood in front of Jinguji Hiiragi, he looked up.

Then his tone and posture became normal, and he whispered a little unaccustomedly: "Please teach me some spells. You can also write them in a notebook. Hiiragi mirror."

"What did you say?" Jinguji Hiiragi looked calm and asked softly while wiping the sweat on his forehead with a towel.

Damn it, you obviously heard it!

Sanae's face suddenly turned red when she saw it tomorrow, but obviously, investigating monsters and learning spells was far more important than her own face.

The Moon Witch can bend and stretch!

She repeated it through gritted teeth, her voice slightly louder, attracting the attention of some students around her.

In fact, she had already attracted the attention of many boys when she first came in.

Jinguji Hiiragi nodded, with a smile hidden in the corner of his eyes, he lowered his head to cover it with a towel, and said in a calm voice.

"Come home with me later."

Seeing that she finally agreed, Sanae groaned and nodded slightly, as if to express her approval.

Jinguji Hiiragi was too lazy to pay attention to her, put away his sword, and looked at the field. He suddenly saw Higashino Yu holding a visor in the field, preparing to start the duel.

"Aren't you worried that your knight is there to compete with swordsmen?"

"He's here too?!"

Tomorrow saw Sanae look around in a panic after hearing this, fearing that the knight would see her just now and her majesty would be ruined.

It wasn't until he realized that he couldn't see him standing in the field that he breathed a sigh of relief, raised his little head slightly, and sneered.

"A mere mortal, my loyal knight can knock him to his knees with just one sword strike!"

Jinguji Hiiragi looked at Higashino Yu putting on his mask, making an Iai gesture like sheathing his bamboo sword, and walking as if walking, and shook his head.

"This is not a life and death battle, this is a swordsmanship competition. Although he has good cultivation, he has never learned swordsmanship, so it will be difficult to win."

As someone who has been practicing swordsmanship since childhood, it can be easily seen from his posture and footwork that Higashino Yu is a complete amateur.

But the strange thing is that there seems to be something left in that hand Iai.

Like Katori Shinto style Iaijutsu.

Jinguji Hiiragi's words still have some weight here in Asami Sanae. She knows that Ome like herself usually doesn't talk nonsense.

But Tomorrow saw Sanae standing in the crowd and staring at Higashino Yu's calm back for a while, still insisting on her point of view.

There was no disdain for her opponent in her voice this time, she just spoke quietly and quietly, as if she was explaining a fact.

"My knight will not lose."

Tetsuo Sugatani on the court saw that Higashinoyu couldn't even do a simple footwork like sending a foot, and he used Iai's gesture of completely handing over the initiative at the beginning, and he was reassured.

"Class F, sophomore year, Tetsuo Sugaya."

He replied in a deep voice, "I can see that you really have never learned swordsmanship. It's not too late to kneel down, surrender, and leave with your two friends!"

Higashinoyu didn't answer, but just maintained the Iai posture. His bright eyes could be vaguely seen in the gap between his faceplate, and his aura became more and more astonishing.

This was the first time that Tetsuo Sugatani could clearly feel the suppression of his opponent's momentum, and he subconsciously clenched the bamboo sword in his hand.

Although I don't know why a person who has never learned swordsmanship would bring me so much pressure, but the arrow is already on the string, and it is meaningless to ask why.

I can't drag it on any longer, otherwise I can't even draw the sword.

Sugaya Tetsuya thought of this, shouted loudly, stepped forward and thrust.

"Thrust!"

Higashino Yu's expression did not change, and his originally messy pace like a stroll instantly changed into a footwork of sending his feet, and he suddenly took several steps forward, so fast that people could not react in time.

At the same time, the bamboo sword in the Iai stance was pulled out to bounce off Sugaya Tetsuya's thrust, and it was slashing down, as if all the energy and spirit were concentrated on this slash!

The cylindrical bamboo sword chopped out the momentum of a real sword, and it actually gave Sugaya Tetsuya a feeling that he would be disemboweled.

His momentum, which was at the peak, was instantly taken away, and he did not dare to compete with it. He just widened his eyes, sent his feet and quickly retreated, while holding the bamboo sword in his hand horizontally and slashing upwards, trying to block.

Bang!

The bamboo swords collided, and Sugaya Tetsuya felt like a mountain fell down. His hands went numb, and just as he tried to hold it tightly, the bamboo sword could no longer withstand the force, and it bent and burst, and dust and bamboo thorns splashed.

How could it be?

Sugaya Tetsuya was stunned. This bamboo sword of his was a high-end bamboo sword made of real bamboo from Hokkaido that he had just bought.

AAAA-level handmade luxury goods, with stronger toughness than ordinary bamboo swords.

It was broken in an instant?

Without waiting for him to react, Higashino Yu maintained his resentment and slashed horizontally, perfectly reproducing the unique skills that Kuroda Takeshi had once performed.

Katori Shinto style, cloud cut!

Woo!

The horizontal bamboo sword made a numbing hissing sound in the air, and Sugaya Tetsuya's hair stood on end when he heard the sound.

But he was still in the confusion of the bamboo sword being broken just now, and he had no time to defend himself. He could only watch Higashino Yu's bamboo sword hit his torso like a blunt weapon.

Bang!

The bamboo sword that had just experienced a collision hit the armor, and the bamboo pieces made a mournful sound. The cylindrical bamboo pieces were all squeezed together and bent, and they whipped Sugaya Tetsuya into the air like a spinning top.

Sugaya Tetsuya only felt a sharp pain in his waist and ribs, as if his internal organs were whipped and displaced. He clenched his teeth and showed a painful expression. He felt a sense of weightlessness and the scenery in front of the mask began to spin.

Plop!

He spun twice in the air and fell face down on the ground with a dull sound.

The whole battle started suddenly and ended quite suddenly. It took less than ten seconds in total. Neither the students of the Kendo Club who were watching around nor the three people in the referee seat reacted.

The president of the Kendo Club and the two members beside him looked at each other. This is not Qihe, how can it be counted as a score?

The whole dojo was silent. Higashino Yu came to Sugaya Tetsuya who was lying on the ground and unable to move, stepped on his back, and said without emotion.

"I'll take your head first."

After saying that, the bent bamboo sword cut off the head to symbolize decapitation, and then rotated the hilt to make the blood-vibrating movement of Katori Shinto, and sheathed the sword in front of everyone's eyes and walked back.

"Stop right there!"

Sugaya Tetsuya suffered a great humiliation, and screamed as he tried to get up from the ground, but the injuries on his chest and ribs made him feel severe pain even when he breathed harder, and he was sweating profusely when his limbs struggled a little more.

He suspected that his ribs were broken.

In fact, if he hadn't worn armor and the bamboo sword had broken and absorbed most of the force, if it had been replaced with a blunt steel weapon like an iron rod, that blow would not have been a question of whether the ribs would be broken or not.

The club instructor had to kneel down and beg him not to die.

Oho Rina covered her mouth, ran over in panic to help Sugaya Tetsuya up, and he covered his left waist and ribs, enduring the severe pain and shouting.

"You pretended not to know swordsmanship, which made me let my guard down. You won unfairly, so what's so arrogant about it? Why did you cut off my head?!"

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