The man in the column is perished, and the beginning of the treatment is not miserable

…

Shangquan Nai pulled Koji aside.

Koji looked at the Iron Finger Tiger in his hand. He turned around in confusion, put the Finger Tiger in his palm, and looked at Shang Quanna:

"Mr. Kamizumi, is this...?"

The shape of the finger tiger is close to one end of the palm, and the surface is slightly undulating to fit the design of the palm.

The end responsible for attacking has raised spikes added to the undulations and has been sharpened.

Showing a sharp cold light in the sun.

——This is for killing ghosts in case of emergency.

Koji's eyes were full of doubts, he had never seen anything like this.

Shang Quannai pointed to the hole in the tiger and said with a smile:

"Try it on your finger."

"Fingers?" Komaji tilted his head in confusion. He picked up a finger tiger, raised his brows, and tentatively put his hand into the finger tiger.

snap,

Curl your fingers and gently hold the finger.

The cool touch came from the palm of my hand, and it seemed to instantly dispel the summer heat.

Komaji's eyes lit up, and he repeatedly looked at the finger tiger in his hand, the silvery white light flashing.

The moment he put it on, he immediately understood the function of this thing after practicing boxing for more than two years!

——A weapon specially given to boxers!

——What a wonderful design!

Click, he put on the other one a little unfamiliarly.

Then, he clenched his fists and felt their fists becoming heavy.

He made a punching gesture and swung heavily into the air beside him a few times.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

The shadow of the fist flashed several times quickly.

Koji retracted his fist, and his face couldn't help but become a little happy:

——This way, it feels easier to punch!

and…

Turning his fist slightly, the sunlight reflected off the front of the sharp-edged finger tiger and shone in Komaji's blue pupils.

He looked at the thumbs on his fists and smiled.

"do you like it."

Shang Quanna leaned against the wall and nodded towards Komaji:

"Here you go, use it as a weapon from now on."

"Eh?"

"No, no, no, no, I don't actually have such a thing..." Komaji was stunned for a moment, and he quickly wanted to take off the finger tiger. He felt that he didn't need such a thing.

As an apprentice in the Suliu Dojo, the opponents he faced were all apprentices competing in the martial arts dojo.

There is no need for such extremely lethal weapons.

Besides...Komaji is confident, with his current strength...

——You can still feel confident if you can kill the opponent in one blow with your bare hands.

Therefore, self-protection is also powerful...

"No."

Shang Quanna reached out and pushed Komaji back, and he shook his head:

"This thing is not for you to protect yourself, nor is it for you to use it against others... Of course, it is not impossible to deal with people."

Snap!

Shang Quanna stretched out a finger, poked Komaji's right shoulder, tapped it hard, and said in a solemn tone:

"Use this thing to protect the people you want to protect."

"At night, when you encounter something suspicious, fast, powerful, and very disgusting running towards you."

Shang Quanna approached Komaji with serious eyes, stretched out her hand and told him:

"remember."

"Use these pair of finger tigers to break the opponent's neck severely. Go all out and don't hesitate for a moment."

"You can only smash it with finger tigers. The material of these finger tigers is special."

"Better kill with one blow."

"do you understand?"

Although Koji was a little confused when he heard what he heard, he still nodded subconsciously:

"Yeah, yeah! I understand!"

Snap.

Upon seeing this, Shang Quanna looked at Komaji with a childish look of relief and patted him on the shoulder:

"Well, you can ask your parents about the details of that kind of thing. They know more."

"Mother and father?" Komaji was slightly stunned.

"That's right."

Shang Quannai waved his hand, walked indifferently, turned around slowly, and left the area:

"The next use of this weapon is up to you."

"That's it, I'm leaving first."

Koji quietly watched Shang Quanna's leaving figure. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the finger tiger in his hand.

Then, he suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly towards Shang Quanna:

"Thank you! Mr. Kamizumi!"

After watching Shang Quannai slowly walk away.

Komaji breathed out.

He turned his head, looked at Purgatory and Shou Lang who were breathing not far behind him, and shouted:

"Hey! That... red-haired guy!"

Purgatory and Jujuro were called, and he looked in the direction of Komaji, tilting his head, with confusion in his eyes.

Uh-huh!

Koji's eyes were sharp. He raised his fist with a thumb on it, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and shouted to Purgatory and Juro:

"Let's fight again!"

"The one just now doesn't count!"

When Purgatory and Jujuro heard this, he glanced at the reflective finger tiger on Komaji's fist, and immediately became interested. He picked up his Nichirin sword from the side:

"Oh—! Come on!"

Chi!

Pulling away from each other, Purgatory and Shourou made gestures to draw their swords:

"Komaji-dono!"

aside.

"Eh? Eh?"

Lianxue was walking on the road. She was getting a new bandage when she heard Purgatory and Shouro shouting. She raised her head in confusion:

"Mr. Komaji...? Eh? Are you going to fight again?"

He looked at Kōji at a loss, then at Purgatory and Juro, with an anxious look on his face: "This, that..."

Koji turned his head and looked at the anxious Renyue.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

next moment.

Komaji's clenched fists were suddenly released, and he decisively put away his posture and straightened up.

"No fight! Redhead!" Komaji decisively let go of Purgatory and Juro.

"What?!"

"Lord Komaji! You...!" Purgatory and Juro were stunned. He seemed to have the intention to stay.

"No fight!" Unfortunately, Komaji's idea was very firm.

"ah……!"

Seeing the depressed expressions of Purgatory and Jujuro, Koji didn't feel any guilt.

Komaji turned his head, looked at Renxue who was relieved, and slowly took off the finger tiger on his hand.

——In a few days, there will be a fireworks display.

——You have to be well prepared.

——I don’t know if the hairpin I commissioned from the silversmith on the town street was forged last time.

While Komaji was thinking like this.

"Mr. Koji, come over here."

Renxue's soft voice came from the side, and she was waving her hand in a small arc towards Komaji:

"come here."

She was bedridden during the scene and developed the habit of not wanting to attract attention.

In other words - my personality has become a little more introverted.

"Here we come." Koji agreed and handed the finger tiger to Qingzang who was passing by: "Here, master."

"Huh?" Qingzang took the finger with a blank look on his face. He looked at Komaji who passed by him and headed straight for Lianxue. Several question marks popped up above his head.

He lowered his head and glanced at Zhihu:

"What's this?"

Subsequently.

The sounds of Lianxue and Komaji's conversation could be heard faintly.

"...Does it hurt, Mr. Komaji?"

"Um...no, um, a little bit..."

"Ah! Sorry, sorry, I'll be gentler..."

"No, no, it's not because of Lianxue..."

Snap.

"Um?"

Qing Zang held the finger tiger in his hand and raised his head.

Seeing his daughter Lianxue blushing with embarrassment, she held Komaji's hand and carefully re-bandaged it for Komaji.

"Hmm..." Putting his free hand on his chin, Keizang narrowed his eyes and glanced at Renyuki and Komaji.

——The intuition of an old father.

——Qingzang thought that he seemed to have discovered something.

Qingzang glanced at Komaji's figure facing him sideways and nodded slightly.

He narrowed his eyes and raised a simple and honest curve at the corner of his mouth.

at this time.

"Mr. Qingzang—what's going on over there?"

The voices of Komaji's parents, Kuraya and Shine came from behind Keizo.

Qingzang turned his back to everyone and slowly shook his head:

"No, it's nothing."

He looked at Lianxue, slowly withdrew his eyes, turned around, reached out to hug Huiren and the others behind him, and said in a coaxing tone and smile:

"Okay, okay, the discussion with Jujuro and Komaji is over. Let's go back and have a good rest."

Qing Zang smiled and nodded at Purgatory and Shouro beside him:

"Thank you for your hard work, you three. Mr. Ueizumi's room is on the east side of the training ground. You three can go there to rest for a while."

"Eh-" Kamado Sumire and the others looked surprised and shouted in a long voice.

"Thanks to Mr. Keizo, Komaji's moves are now very...powerful!"

Kuraya had a satisfied smile on his face, he was very happy with Komaji's current strength.

It seems that bringing this child here to study is the right thing to do!

"I can no longer see clearly the movements of the move!"

"Hahaha, where is it..." Qingzang laughed and led a few people towards the front, saying as he walked:

"Komaji's height and physical functions have also grown greatly in the past two years..."

…

After a while of pleasantries from the adults, Qingzang managed to get everyone else to leave the area.

"Goodbye!"

He stood there by himself, turned around, looked at Komaji and Renyuki who had been bandaged for a long time, and scratched his head.

"call…"

Take steps and leave slowly:

"This kind of thing... let them make their own decision."

"When the time comes, just let me know."

Finally, Qingzang sighed with a smile:

"It's great to be young..."

…

"Well, I don't know if I can suppress Komaji anymore with my old bones."

——A little unwillingness from the old father.

…

In situ.

"rustle--"

Renyue and Komaji, who had bandaged one hand for more than half an hour, were still standing there.

Lianxue's movements were very gentle and careful, but too slow and focused.

"that…"

Koji couldn't bear to disturb Lianxue, but he still spoke softly.

"Ah!" Lianxue was slightly startled. She raised her head, blinked quickly, and asked doubtfully and worriedly:

"What's wrong? Did I try too hard?"

"Does it hurt?"

"No, no." Koji and Renyuki looked at each other, and he stuttered in a rare way.

He hesitated, then slowly spoke:

"Lian Xue."

"This year's fireworks display is coming soon."

"Last year...I couldn't see it, but this year..."

Komaji stared at the eyes shaped like snowflakes:

"Want to go see it together?"

It's a straight shot! Komaji hit a straight shot!

Lianxue was stunned for a moment, and then her face suddenly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her mouth was hesitant and confused.

She slowly lowered her head again, and stopped moving while holding Komaji's bandaged hand.

"...Okay, okay."

After a long time, Lianxue's voice of agreement, as gentle as the sound of a mosquito, slowly reached Komaji's ears:

"go together…"

"…look."

thumping!

Komaji was stunned for a moment. He raised his head and looked around suspiciously.

——Strange, why did you hear the sound of water boiling just now?

Then he lowered his head.

I happened to see Lianxue's red face.

Komaji was slightly startled, and quickly stretched out his hand to feel the temperature of Lianxue's forehead——

"It's so hot!" He was startled. Almost subconsciously, Komaji squatted down slightly and hugged Lianxue!

His face turned remorseful.

——Oops, Lianxue’s body hasn’t recovered yet yesterday!

——Lianxue shouldn't have been allowed to stand here for so long!

"Sorry, I'll take you back to your room right now...!"

"No, no... Mr. Komaji, I'm fine..."

…

…

aside.

on the roof.

Shang Quannai sat on the eaves where the two were standing just now. His legs were hanging from the eaves, swinging casually, listening to the conversation between the two.

My heart felt numb, I couldn't help but shake my body, and let out a long sigh of relief:

"well……"

"I'm not too old, am I?"

"Is this a generation gap?"

Then, there was another long sigh.

…

Soon after.

On the streets.

Wearing a "So-ryu" martial arts uniform, Komaji stands out among the crowds of people passing by. He is walking upstream against the crowd.

He didn't pay attention to the strange looks around him, but walked straight to a certain part of the town street.

Finally, he arrived.

In front of a store.

Komaji stopped, turned around, and looked up at the rectangular flag hanging sideways.

It has the words "Real Silversmith" written on it.

It is said that the owner of this silversmith shop was once a top knife forger who forged knives for some special people.

For some reason, I came to this remote town street and opened a silversmith shop.

The silver jewelry that Koji ordered was picked up from here.

Wow——

Koji stretched out his hand, opened the curtain in front of the door, and walked in directly:

"excuse me."

Although it was daytime, the store was relatively dark.

The boss was sitting behind a long wooden cabinet, forging something with a small hammer in his hand. His ears twitched slightly:

"Oh, Komaji-boy is here."

A hoarse voice came from the boss.

"Well, it's me, the old silversmith." Koji responded unceremoniously.

"Haha, you kid..." the boss laughed and cursed. He straightened his back, slowly turned around and stood up, and walked behind the counter:

"I've already guessed that you're coming around this time. Come with me. What you want has been prepared."

The boss bent down, groped around inside the counter, and then took out a small wooden box with exquisite packaging.

sand--

Slowly pushed it in front of Komaji:

"It's right here."

Koji nodded, took out a piece of gold, and placed it directly on the table:

"Thank you, I took it."

"Wait a minute." The boss looked at Koji's anxious look and called out to Koji:

"Aren't you going to inspect the goods?"

Komaji turned to him and said casually:

"I trust you."

Then, he anxiously opened the door curtain and walked away.

The boss looked at the direction in which Komaji left and remained silent for a long time.

After a long time, he muttered:

"You bastard, I also want to see your expression after seeing this hairpin."

"Such exquisite things cost me a lot of energy..."

"Huh, Snowflake? It's a shame that kid could think of it..."

The boss gradually walked into the store:

"It's not enough to charge such a small amount of money... just think of it as a gift..."