Let's make a debut! God judge [Comprehensive]

Yesterday, Rie Miyamoto came to visit her in person. When Rie Miyamoto entered the door, she was strangely silent when she saw the handsome young man and the beautiful boy of the big family.

"You...are you calling the cowherds from the whole shop?" The manager asked her hesitantly, it seemed that she had already tacitly agreed that these knives were cowherds, and she was planning to make preparations for public relations first. .

"..." Sakura Yuzuki was helpless, "Miss Rie, what are you thinking? These are my family members, that is, the candidates for the life assistant I told you before."

"That's it." Miyamoto Rie was finally relieved, and followed her to the room of the castle tower.

Sakura Yuzuki's room is very girly.

The whole room is filled with a very girlish pink, and the air is filled with the faint smell of orange water.

Miyamoto Rie knelt on the tatami, Sakura Yuzuki poured a cup of coffee and put it on the small table in front of her, gathered the pleated skirt of the school uniform that she hadn't had time to change and sat down.

Miyamoto Rie picked up the delicate bone china cup, took a sip of the mellow black liquid exuding a faint aroma, and the bitterness spread from the tip of her tongue.

"Get down to business." Miyamoto Rie put down the coffee cup, looked up at Sakura Yuzuki, "You must have a certain foundation in swordsmanship within two weeks at the earliest."

"Huh? Two weeks?"

"There is reliable news that this audition will not only examine acting skills, but also swordsmanship, because the heroine is set to be able to swordsmanship. The teacher of swordsmanship..." Rie Miyamoto pondered, "Most of the teachers today teach It's kendo not swordsmanship, but I know there is a Sanada master in Kanagawa who can teach you..."

Kendo is today's competitive sport, and swordsmanship... This ancient skill teaches bloody and dirty killing techniques.

"In terms of swordsmanship, in fact, many members of my family have learned swordsmanship since childhood. I can ask them to teach me." Sakura Yuzuki rejected Miyamoto Rie's proposal.

Compared with modern people, those sword Fusangshen in her family have seen blood.I don't know how many people's necks have been cut by their blades, and how many people's blood have been stained.

As for the art of killing, only her family's sword Fusangshen can teach it.

Miyamoto Rie nodded and agreed with her: "Then this problem is solved. Of course I am assured of the person you are looking for, but Mr. Sanada is a master of a generation after all, so I will ask him to test your learning results when the time comes. That way I can feel more at ease, okay?"

In fact, the tone of this sentence was completely a statement, leaving no room for her to refute.

"This is your next schedule." The woman with short black hair took out a thin piece of paper from the briefcase and handed it to Sakura Yuzuki.

Sakura Yuzuki took over the schedule, she only glanced at it briefly and felt a chill in her heart, feeling that she was about to be completely overwhelmed by this thin paper.

This table is densely packed with date grids. Except for the necessary courses to meet the attendance rate stipulated by the Hyotei Academy to ensure that she can continue her studies, her other time is basically arranged clearly. Rest Time is scarce.

Too bad, really too bad.

Why on earth can I not think about being an idol?

She looked at the long series of Nikkei TV interviews, Nikkei TV good morning at [-] o'clock, Nikkei TV soda commercial shooting... and so on, only feeling desperate.

Holiday?

nonexistent.

Idols don't have holidays.

……

Sakura Yuzuki has always been a very persevering person. Since she decided to learn fencing, she will definitely put in the effort to do it.

She also doesn't require to be a super-god-level character like her own Token Fusangshin, as long as she has a little foundation and looks passable.

Last night, the Xinxuan group broke through the encirclement all the way, kicking all the homeless people who tried to be the teacher of the gods to the ground, and the corpses stepping on the knives successfully obtained the qualification to teach the gods to learn swordsmanship.

This is of course a very honorable thing.The god judge of my own Honmaru is my own school of swordsmanship that I learned from myself, so if you think about it for a while, you will be happy to want Sakura Fubuki, right?

Honmaru is quiet in the morning without any noise.

The sky has long since dawned, casting dappled light and shadow through the gaps in the lush branches and leaves.The magnificent morning scenery in the distance has not yet faded away, and there is still a smear of purple in the line of sight.

The wooden board slightly sucked the sound of footsteps. The girl was wearing a loose priestess costume, and the girl's slender waist was pinched out by the scarlet girl, and her long caramel-colored hair was tied behind her head with white sandalwood paper.

The hazy sky fell on her face, and her whole body was shrouded in specious dreams.The girl's honey-colored eyes are like gold flat sugar, and her long and curled eyelashes can be clearly counted under the sun.

"Master, that's not how you hold a knife." The white-haired Fu Sangshen smiled softly.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga belonged to the kind of knife who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement. He got up early in the morning just to see if she would sleep in, and leaned against her window, so scared that she almost slapped him.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga came up behind her and taught her how to hold the knife and get up.

The young man didn't put on his formation uniform today, without the cover of a thin layer of gloves, the slightly warm hand covering the back of her hand was carefully correcting her posture finger by finger.

The young man was very close to her, so the posture with both arms around her seemed too ambiguous, from one side it looked like she was being held in Tsurumaru Kuninaga's arms.

Her heart beat faster inexplicably.

The young man's breath sprayed gently on her neck, that handsome face was very close to her, her face became hot from the heat, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the movements of her fingers became stiff unconsciously .

How can someone teach this way!

The author has something to say:

Although I haven't figured out the male lead, nor the relationship line, but this does not prevent me from wanting to engage in Shura Field! !

By the way, the next book "[Comprehensive] Witch's Flying Rules" please get an advance order =3=