The other world starts with debt

Not to mention how Miyaza Prefecture is rich in inner drama now. At this time, Miyaza Sakura helps Ito to stop wipe sweat at this time, and quietly comes to Ito to stop his ears.

"Xiaozhi, wait for me to try with Oga San, and come with me!"

"No problem, Sakura Sakura."

At this time, the time was still early, and there was no student in the dojo, so it seemed a bit empty. The morning wind was carried with coolness, and soon the three people sweat.

Chapter 27 Miyaza Tsubaki (below)

When the rest was sufficient and restored a lot of physical strength, Miyashima Tsubaka stopped chatting with Ito and Miyaza Sakura, stood up, with both hands with a bamboo standard sword device. Feiyang excited.

"Xiaozhi, come, start the battle between us!"

Although you are a woman and a mother and teacher for more than ten years, Miyama Tsubaki often forgets to maintain a mature side in encountering kendo -related aspects, as if returning to the age of the second middle school, full of energy.

Ito stopped laughing and humming, and cooperated with Miyazya Sakura, and went down her words.

"Humm, Aunt Chun, I'm very strong now, ready to accept your second defeat!"

"I look forward to it!" Miyazyatsu couldn't help licking the corner of his mouth, and Rouyan rubbed back and forth on the hoe, his breathing became more and more aggressive and heavy, and his hot eyes were full of war.

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On the empty and deserted dojo, the two figures looked at each other. Even on the cold wooden boards, they could not stop their fiery breath sweeping each other.

With the assistance of Miyashima Sakura to wear the protective gear, Ito stopped facing each other with Miyashima Tsubaki, and quietly condensed the momentum.

The moment Miyama Sakura waved his hands.

"drink!"

Miyaza Tsubaka, who has a strong offensive, immediately roared out a mighty coquettish drink, such as the arrow from the string, stepping on a peculiar step, quickly and dexterous approach to Ito to stop, and the bamboo knife in his hand was merciless. More stop.

Miyashima knows that being a woman's height and strength is not as good as Ito, which is a male, which means that her offensive boundary must be less than Ito. The power of stopping was overwhelmed, and he could only pass the physical strength passively and was eventually crushed.

Only by personal attacks, only one continuous and rapid offense can stop ital, look for flaws, and eventually win.

Miyashima's eyes were sharp and focused, tightly locked Ito to stop, and the bamboo knife in his hand waved powerful and rapidly.

Faced with the fierce attack of Miyama Tsubaki, it was not as tired of defense as before. In his eyes, Miyakami Tsubaki had disrupted his perception. It becomes clear.

The flashing sword light became traceable in his clear thinking.

Ito stopped holding his hoe tightly, leaning forward slightly, and the bamboo knife in his hand was dense, and each time he could accurately and quickly block Miyaza Tsubaka's cut.

He was not in a hurry to attack. Miyaza Tsubaka's sword was fast. If he attacked randomly, he would definitely fall into her rhythm under her clever steps.

The two completely abandoned the traditional kendo rules and practiced directly according to actual combat exercises, until they knocked down one side to be a victory.

The scene became more and more anxious, and felt the gradually declining physical strength. Miyaza Tsubaka was also slightly impatient. In such a stalemate, Miyaza Tsubaka would exhaust his physical strength and be defeated.

Miyashima waved the sword to block the cut of Ito's stop, and then retreated for a long distance, panting gently.

The scattered hair of the drama heat movement sticky with fragrant sweat and covered with blushing faces. On the excited face, the heroic eyes seemed to have pink peach hearts appearing, pulling the silk, revealing a bit of impressive affection.

"You ... have become ... so strong, small, I'm so excited ..." Miyaza Tsubaki was exposed through charming words, stretched out the pink tongue and licked, sweat on the corner of the mouth, silk The fragrant saliva is broken, and the sun shines even more crystal.

(Wipe, write the battle scene, say that it can not help writing astringent, I didn’t save it?)

Miyashima Tsubaki observed the stop of Ito's stop. The tired body reminded her that she could not drag, and she had to launch the final attack.

Miyaza Tsubaki squatted down his body, his hand gently stroked the blade of the blade, and his tight muscles suddenly exerted his force and spoke out.

Taking advantage of the gap between Ito's stop removal, the swordsmanship wielded by Miyazumi became more and more violent, and every attack became more and more fatal. It was forced to stop it and keep retreating.

The tip of the sword scratched a misty sword in the air, and made a fierce and crispy and pleasant sounding sound in the cross -field of the knife and the sword.

Miyashima's breathing is becoming more and more rapid, and the power and speed of the blade fly gradually slowly.

The echo from the collision of the sword made Ito stop realizing that Miyaza Tsubaki has begun to weaken. The bamboo knife in her hand waved even more fiercely, and changed from defense to offense, forcing her to retreat.

Suddenly, Miyaza Tsubaka's breathing was stagnant, and the bamboo knife in his hand was stagnant. Ito stopped seizing the opportunity. The bamboo knife in his hand was like a weird. The defeat was unstoppable, and eventually he couldn't sit on the wooden board.

"ah……"

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‘So strong, so strong, Xiao Zhi becomes so strong! ‘Miyashima Tsubaki took a moment of breath, and accumulated a knife,‘ This is my last offense, Xiaozhi, please please me! ‘

The sword slash was blocked, but Miyajima Tsubaki was not surprised. She continued to swing the blade violently, ‘Xiaozhi, come on, defeat me again! Conquer me! I’m so excited, ah…’

When Miyajima Tsubaki showed signs of fatigue, Ito Yuezhi switched from offense to defense.

“Pa”

The powerful force was transmitted from the blade to Miyajima Tsubaki, forcing her to retreat continuously, ‘Such a strong force, ah… So cool, if it’s so intense, I…’

“Bang” The bamboo sword hit the protective gear violently, and Ito Yuezhi’s tough and masculine posture was like a giant hammer, penetrating the protective gear through the powerful force of the bamboo sword, penetrating into her heart, leaving an indelible mark.

“Bang” Miyajima Tsubaki fell to the ground helplessly, and the strong pleasure accumulated in the battle was like a surging wave, violently sweeping over her body. ‘Xiaozhi, Xiaozhi, so exciting, I, I… qu!!! ’

“Ah…” A charming and high-pitched voice came from Miyajima Tsubaki who was sitting on the wooden board.

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“Ah…”

Ito Yuezhi thought that he had accidentally hit the outside of the protective gear and hit Miyajima Tsubaki so hard that she cried out in pain. He hurriedly threw down the bamboo sword in his hand and came to Miyajima Tsubaki and hugged her.

“Auntie Tsubaki, are you okay?” Ito Yuezhi looked at Miyajima Tsubaki worriedly.

Miyajima Tsubaki slowly raised her drooping head and leaned on Ito Yuezhi’s arms. In a place where Ito Yuezhi couldn’t see, Miyajima Tsubaki’s cheeks were covered with blushes at this time, her charming eyes had turned white at this moment, her cherry-colored mouth was slightly open, her pink lilac tongue was on her red lips, and her sticky saliva was slowly flowing. ‘Mira, I really can’t help it… I really want to eat it quickly…’

“Auntie, are you okay?” Ito Yuezhi asked again worriedly.

Miyajima Tsubaki arched her head in Ito Yuezhi's arms, greedily absorbing the masculine hormones emitted from her sweat. She responded to Ito Yuezhi softly.

"I'm fine..."

"Oka-san, are you okay?" Miyajima Sakura trotted over, making the wooden floor "clack".

"I'm fine." Miyajima Tsubaki barely pulled herself together and replied weakly, still limp in Ito Yuezhi's arms and unable to get up.

"Let's carry Aunt Tsubaki to the lounge first!" Ito Yuezhi's strong arms exerted force, holding Miyajima Tsubaki in his arms, and walked into the lounge with Miyajima Tsubaki in a princess-like posture.

Miyajima Tsubaki obediently wrapped her white arms around Ito Yuezhi's neck, leaning her delicate face in his arms, enjoying the embrace of the hot masculine breath. 'Xiaozhi...'

Chapter 28 The Miyajima Family

She looked chubby, but she felt light when she was carried. Ito Yonko carried Miyajima Tsubaki and followed Miyajima Sakura to the room.

Pulling open the wooden door with wooden paper layer, putting Miyajima Tsubaki on the tatami, Ito Yuezhi opened the window for ventilation.

"Sister Ying, Aunt Tsubaki, please help her clean up and let her rest."

"Okay, Xiaozhi, you should also go to the bathroom to clean up." Miyajima Sakura took the towel handed over by Ito Yuezhi and suggested to Ito Yuezhi. "Let's talk about our written test later. You look tired."

"Okay," Ito Yuezhi nodded. In fact, he didn't feel very tired. He was just afraid that Miyajima Sakura would be too excited and exhausted like Miyajima Tsubaki, and then there would not be enough people to guide the students this morning.

Ito Yuezhi did not go to the public bathroom of Miyajima Dojo. Every time he came to Miyajima Dojo and got sweaty, he would go to Miyajima Tsubaki's private bathroom to clean himself. Because he had a special relationship with the Miyajima family, he did not need to take the dojo uniform home to wash it like the students did. Instead, Miyajima Tsubaki would help him wash it every time. Ito Yuezhi could just change it when he came.

Now, because Miyajima Tsubaki was too tired, she just asked Miyajima Sakura to wipe her body, so Ito Yuezhi requisitioned the bathroom at this time. Putting the soaked dojo uniform into the laundry basket, Ito Yuezhi picked up his clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

"Huh - it's so comfortable!" The hot water rushed over Ito Yuezhi's strong body, and gradually washed away the fatigue along the obvious muscle lines.

After tidying up, Ito Yuezhi walked out of the room, but met Miyajima Sakura who was walking over. She was holding a soaked female dojo uniform in her hand.

"Xiaozhi, can you please put Ogasan's clothes in the laundry basket? I need to take the clothes that Ogasan wants to change first."

"Leave it to me." Ito Yuezhi took off the dojo uniform, walked back to the bathroom, and folded Miyajima Tsubaki's dojo uniform.

"Huh? Why is the wet mark under Aunt Tsubaki's abdomen more obvious than others?"

After putting the clothes away, Ito Yuezhi went to the kitchen to make breakfast for the Miyajima family, which was one of the included tasks.

"Knock knock--" The crisp sound of the kitchen knife and the chopping board hitting each other showed the chef's skilled skills.

"Xiaozhi, I'll help." Miyajima Sakura put on an apron, opened the door and walked into the kitchen.

"Thank you, Sister Sakura."

Ito Yuezhi and Miyajima Sakura chatted while making breakfast.

The blazing stove emitted amazing heat, warming the kitchen space. Miyajima Sakura looked at Ito Yuezhi's busy figure, and her little hand couldn't help but touch her slightly flushed cheeks, feeling her warmth, and her heart seemed to have a warm current flowing through it, feeling warm.

"Looks like a newlywed couple..." Miyajima Sakura murmured to herself.

"What's wrong? Sister Sakura." Ito Yuezhi heard Miyajima Sakura's murmur and looked at her curiously.

"Nothing, by the way, Xiaozhi, go and call grandfather and Oka-san to eat." Miyajima Sakura came back to her senses and said to Ito Yuezhi with a smile, "Leave the remaining finishing touches to me."

"Okay"

Ito Yuezhi took the apron, walked out of the kitchen and hung it on the hook next to it, and walked towards the room of Miyajima Kiichiro, the current head of the Miyajima family.

Along the wooden corridor that looked warm in the sun, through the antique eaves, and came to the middle of the house, this is Miyajima Kiichiro's room.

As soon as he arrived here, Ito Yuezhi saw a majestic old man holding a pipe and sitting cross-legged in the corridor to bask in the sun.

"Hu——" Miyajima Kiichiro exhaled a puff of smoke, put the pipe aside, put his hands in the sleeves of his kimono, closed his eyes and enjoyed the warm sunshine.

"Grandpa Kiichiro" Ito Yuezhi said softly, greeting Miyajima Kiichiro.

"Yes," Miyajima Kiichiro opened his eyes, glanced at Ito Yuezhi, and his hoarse and low voice came slowly, "Why haven't you come to the dojo in the past month?"

"I was hospitalized..."

"Is that so...Are you feeling better?"

"It's fine now, thank you for worrying about me."

"Well," Miyajima Kiichiro paused, picked up the pipe again and took a puff, "Anything else?"

"It's time to eat."

"It's already this time, I know."

"Then I'll go call Aunt Tsubaki."

"Go."

Crossing the eaves again, Ito Yuezhi came to Miyajima Tsubaki's room again. Due to the consumption of a lot of physical strength and the last burst, Miyajima Tsubaki was exhausted. At this time, Miyajima Tsubaki had already fallen asleep.

"Aunt Tsubaki, Aunt Tsubaki"

Ito Yuezhi called out softly in front of the door, but got no response, so he opened the door and walked in.

The sun shone through the window lattice and gently sprinkled on the beautiful mature woman who was sleeping. Her long hair fell on the pillow like a waterfall, and the breeze blew gently, and her hair swayed gently, as if it was a cloud in the night sky.

It seemed that because of the exercise, Miyajima Tsubaki's skin was as delicate as cream, and she was full of youthful vitality like a little girl, exuding a faint luster, like the softest light in the morning light.

Ito Yuezhi came to Miyajima Tsubaki's bed and shook her gently.

"Auntie Tsubaki, wake up, it's time to eat."

Miyajima Tsubaki frowned slightly, as if she was immersed in a sweet dream because she was interrupted.

Her long eyelashes trembled gently, like the wings of a butterfly, gently touching the edge of the dream.

There was a faint smile on the corner of her lips, and she muttered something meaningless. "No, don't..."

Miyajima Tsubaki's reaction in sleep was too cute, so Ito Yuezhi couldn't help but want to tease him.

Ito Yuezhi gently pinched Miyajima Tsubaki's beautiful nose, and whenever she reached out to slap it away, Ito Yuezhi immediately let go and walked away.

This went on repeatedly, and the confused Miyajima Tsubaki was teased so much that it seemed as if an unknown fire was ignited in the chaos. I saw her slender arms suddenly locked Ito Yuezhi's neck, and forced Ito Yuezhi into the place where she could accommodate her. The delicate and soft touch from the fullness hidden under the white silk bathrobe brought a huge impact to Ito Yuezhi, as if to suffocate Ito Yuezhi, and tightly blocked Ito Yuezhi's mouth and nose.

"Well, well——" Ito Yuezhi was careless for a moment and was hit by Miyajima Tsubaki's moves. The elegant and fresh mature woman's fragrance, like a spark, continued to spread in Ito Yuezhi's body, gradually becoming a prairie fire.

'No, if this goes on, it will, it will...! '

Ito Yuezhi began to struggle constantly, shaking her head constantly, and her soft hair was like a light feather that made Miyajima Tsubaki feel itchy on her chest. Gradually, she became hard and rubbed Ito Yuezhi's head impatiently.

"Don't be naughty!" Miyajima Tsubaki said in a daze, and fell asleep again.

There was really no other way, Ito Yuezhi's hands went along the bathrobe and came to Miyajima Tsubaki's delicate and tight waist. Ito Yuezhi remembered that Miyajima Tsubaki was most afraid of being tickled. Once her most sensitive itchy spot was tickled, her whole body would tremble and she would have no strength.

Gently rubbing, rubbing, and picking, Ito Yuezhi's flexible fingers moved back and forth on the graceful waistline, accurately hitting every sensitive itchy spot that Ito Yuezhi remembered.

"Don't make trouble, umm ∽"

In the darkness, it seemed as if there was an electric current running, shocking Miyajima Tsubaki, stimulating her to wake up quickly.