Something is wrong with Miss Yukinoshita

Stretching forward with one hand, twisting the down-slashing Xian Ge with three fingers, with a flick of the wrist, the sword body bounced back along the path it came from.Stepping forward, raising his stick, and swinging his sword obliquely, Mochizuki showed an obviously disappointed expression.

"Put down your contempt, Nanase, you actually use Tangzhu, don't you just plan to win by strength?"

"Don't dare to go down."

Withdrawing a step, the knife style changed again, and the slightly bloated physique actually brought out an illusion of lightness.Sliding steps, flashing steps, bypassing the young man's right arm on crutches from the side, the bamboo sword swung towards the shoulder blade, the speed was actually a bit faster.

--Snapped!

However, the crisp sound of bamboo sticks hitting the metal echoed in the dojo. The crutches seemed to have been expected, like a strong and uncast gun, once again blocked the blow he was bound to receive.

"Weak forehand."

Relying on the strength of the bamboo sword's rebound, Nanase Ichiro twisted his wrist and twisted the handle, holding the sword body backwards, and stabbing backwards blindly, but the stab was in the air.

"The backhand is not good."

--Snapped!

This is the sound of the crutches hitting the skin. It is not heavy, but it is surprisingly loud due to the manipulation of skills. Nanase Ichiro, who was hit by the hollow of his leg, rolled to avoid possible serial attacks, but realized it after he stabilized his body. , the opponent seemed to be just doing it casually, but fortunately he stood where he was.

"The footsteps are loose and the reactions are slow."

"haha a……"

The first few waves of offense and defense did not give Nanase Ichiro any advantage. This situation was completely beyond his expectations.He stopped attacking, narrowed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and slowly searched for the opponent's flaws.

"What are you hesitating about?" Mochizuki asked.

What responded to him was the wind of the sword on the pavement, and what blocked the blade was the crutch that turned back.Shaking his arm with force, the sudden burst of strength made Nanase Ichiro almost let go of his sword-holding hands. He bent and stepped in the direction of the force, and then suddenly swung a splash-like fast attack.

"Your opponent has strength beyond your imagination, is it shaken?"

Face, throat, abdomen, shoulders, back, many parts that are forbidden or not forbidden to attack in the game are included in his sword swing target, and a crutch will always appear at the end of the target, pushing his bamboo sword in the air place.

--Snapped!

--Snapped!

--Snapped!

The footsteps moved more and more scattered, his strength became more and more complicated, and then weakened and exhausted three times. Facing the impeccable young man, his mood gradually became abnormal.

"You didn't win as quickly as you expected, are you shaken?"

It was supposed to be an irrefutable victory. The opponent's leg injury has not healed, and he has never practiced the way of swordsmanship. As the main general, he doesn't even need to make a move himself. Letting a freshman with the shortest time in the club fight, he must be able to easily win the battle. Send the other party to retreat.

Nanase Ichiro didn't want to be honest, since he would win no matter what, he should win more beautifully, so as to avoid rumors of disrespect for his opponent after the matter is over.So he stood in the center of the dojo himself, because he wanted to tell all the onlookers that even if senior oppressed you, he would oppress you with dignity.

"why--"

He growled.

Proficient steps, clear thinking, sharp intuition, decisive shots, and exquisite sword skills have always been the source of confidence for Nanase Ichiro to stand in the dojo, and it is also a strong guarantee for him to lead the Sobu Ko Kendo Club to compete for the Yulong Banner.But today, the more he swung the sword, the more surprised he was. After the surprise, there was confusion, fear, and a sense of loss of strength everywhere.

Mochizuki had one hand behind his back, and he didn't even move his injured legs.

"why--"

So the trajectory of the bamboo sword was messed up.

At first it was just flustered, and then there was a missed move, and the steps and waist were almost twisted together.Lack of stability, shaking, loss of distance, a sword brushed Mochizuki Xun's hair and clothes, but he could never reach the real point. The consequences of defeat that he had never thought about impacted his proud heart. Fear and Regret drove him almost insane.

Is this the end?

The young man sighed softly, and even the laymen watching could see that Nanase Ichiro had long since lost his chance of victory and confidence, and was just hacking at random.

"Maybe I'm being too hard on you."

That's all for now.

As the young man said, he raised his hand and tapped the sword cut from Ni Kasao with the tip of his stick. He could see the helpless expression on his opponent's face, so he gently pulled the bamboo sword out of Nanase Ichiro's hand, bent down put it on the floor.

"Maybe I'm not being hard enough on you guys."

No one responded.

He straightened up, and took a final glance at the sluggish head of the Kendo Department and the students who were kneeling.

"From the standpoint of my juniors, I probably have no reason to teach a group of seniors who are older than me. But the result is exactly like this. According to what you have always insisted on, I have to do some things you are not used to, saying Some words you are not used to."

"As a student, you made the mistake of bullying your classmates; as a swordsman, you made the mistake of being hamstrung by mundane affairs; as a teenager, you made the mistake of imitating those pedantic old people; as a senior, you made the mistake of arguing about seniority and imitating others— ——And as a member of Zongwu High School, wherever you are, the school will be there, and how you behave will determine the atmosphere of the school in the eyes of outsiders, understand!"

"Understood!"

Nanase Ichiro roared loudly: "Thank you Mochizuki for your advice!"

"Teaching is not counted, it's just venting anger."

Mochizuki waved his hand, quite bored.

"Repay kindness with kindness, and repay grievances with straightness. As you said, everyone here should not think of me too noble. But if the students think that my actions this time are trying to convey something to everyone, then I will absolutely Appreciate your thoughts with pride."

He patted Nanase Ichiro's shoulder armor one last time.

"Listen," he said, "I won't forgive you, not because of the so-called 'offense', but because you have done something irreparably wrong to my friend. Maybe you will be able to do it in your future studies and life." Realize your own mistakes, and even complete self-salvation, but the karma you caused will follow her for a lifetime, and these unpleasant memories will accompany her for a lifetime-think about it, if you still have a conscience, then this is right for you In terms of real 'price'."

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Volume 142: Chapter [-] Chapter [-] PLAY

Are you unwilling or regretful?

Nanase Ichiro stood in the center of the dojo with his hands down, silent, surrounded by whispering students.

It all ended too quickly, his sword did not bring him the victory he deserved, his pride was easily torn apart in front of a wounded layman, trampled on, abandoned like a shoe, and he still had to obey his orders, Go to the school gate and stand there for three days.

Powerless, afraid?

Years of painstakingly learned techniques and years of physical exertion, but the performance is no different from that of a child.

This should never have happened.

Are you eager, envious?

Yes, I have never seen, or even imagined, what kind of rigorous training can create such exquisite skills?

"It's not your fault, there's no need to blame yourself, boy..."

A haggard voice echoed in his ears, and Nanase Ichiro suddenly came back to his senses, and sat on the ground carelessly as if drunk.He looked around subconsciously, but was horrified to find that the only ones around him were those classmates who pointed at him, so he became more and more horrified, and even had serious self-doubt.

"Human beings have limits, young people..."

The old man is still talking.

"Since you have the courage to face an 'abnormality', don't stop at such trivial matters."

"Are you—what?"

He responded subconsciously, his throat was extremely dry, and no one noticed his abnormality, just like this young man who suffered from his own evil was still standing there with his hands down.

There was indeed an old man in a suit standing in front of him.

"Ichiro Nanase, you can call me..."

said the old man.

"Master Jirobo."

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"I heard from Murata that Ah Xun is doing well."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu was lying sideways on the sofa in the living room, pillowing on the boy's left thigh. The projector played "Tom and Jerry" in the center of the curtain. Tom just found a pair of ice skates from the storage room.

"Actually, I don't quite understand why, as...a well-known light novel writer, and a master who has defeated the chief general of the Kendo Department several rounds, why is she so rigid about her seniority?"

Accompanied by the melodious yet lively melody, a cat and two mice frolicked on the ice.Mochizuki Kaoru didn't pay attention to the projection, he stroked the girl's soft hair, let it flow through his fingers, and fiddled with the small earlobe with the other hand.

"It should be 'family origin'. I have never met Xiao Hua's father. It is said that the relationship between father and daughter is not harmonious. Maybe this has a lot to do with the education she received when she was growing up." Shi Yu rubbed his thigh comfortably : "No matter what the reason is, after this accident, the child must be able to grow a lot."

"Growth always comes uninvited, and then takes away your innocence without permission, and calls it 'for your own good'."

Recalling the girl's dangerous experience again and again in the Taketori Building and the Crete Labyrinth, the boy sighed with emotion.

"Perhaps it is also the meaning of our existence that those we hold dear do not need to be forced to 'grow'."

"Why is it suddenly so deep?"

She arched her body, turned to lie flat, then stretched out her hand, holding the boy's fingertips that were rubbing his earlobe.

So their eyes met, and both of them could see a soft smile in each other's eyes.

"If you study more laws, you will lose your humanity. If you learn more about abnormalities, you will understand the value of humanity better. I call this phenomenon the parity non-conservation effect."

"Nonsense again."

Holding the girl's warm palm instead, rubbing her fingertips one by one, Mochizuki said with a smile: "Some people don't care about the so-called 'meaning', and some people take it too seriously. So the former lost their faith and fell into power. vassals; the latter are inflexible and reduced to fanaticism."

He seemed to be stuck in memories, good and not so good, but finally shook his head in relief.

"I'm like an old man, soaking up all these past things."

"I actually think that you can say such things with ease only if you have really experienced it." Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu comforted: "The so-called 'but the sky is cool in autumn', your state of mind has long been different from the original state of mind. "

"Even so, always drowning in memories..."

"I still remember, after solving Hydera, you asked me why I chose to stay."

The girl interrupted his hesitation.

"I said, 'Man is the aggregation of the past and the future, and without the memory, am I still me?'"

Mochizuki nodded, and also remembered how the two of them changed from the first meeting to the familiar time.

"Your memory is your irreplaceable treasure, not the shackles that bind you to the past. Whether it is unfortunate or happy, it is everything you have seen and heard up to now. Ah Xun, there is no distinction between memories Next, the attitude when facing memories is the difference."

She stared into the boy's eyes.

"So, instead of dwelling on what has happened, why not guess what Mr. Seiichiro will have for breakfast tomorrow."

The young man was dumb, and the two looked at each other for a long time, he bent down and pressed Shi Yu's forehead.

"It's really not like me."

"Everyone will have some time to enter the closed loop, so if Ah Xun is in a bad mood, just come to my sister's arms and act like a baby."

"Thank you, poetry..."

[Om-]

The mobile phone beside him suddenly vibrated, Kasumigaoka Shiyu smiled and flicked the tip of his nose, then took the mobile phone and handed it to him.

"Busy, it's so late."

"Indeed, but the one-on-one call will come during the day after tomorrow weekend, and the other party probably has nothing serious to do."

Mochizuki Kaoru straightened up, didn't bother to look at the caller ID, then swiped the answer button and pressed the public release.

"Hello, this is an anomaly—"

"That, that...is me, Xun?"

Therefore, when Ying Lili's obviously hesitant voice came from the microphone, his expression was temporarily stiff. On his lap, the originally leisurely girl suddenly narrowed her eyes, and then licked her tender red lips playfully.

"Oh, Yingli, what's the matter?"

"Well...it's nothing. It's just that Dad and Mom miss you a little bit. Tomorrow happens to be on vacation. Let me invite you to come to our house as a guest."

Listening to the insincere lies, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu's eyes became more playful.

"tomorrow--"

Mochizuki touched his chin, and then turned his questioning eyes to the girl who was pillowing his thigh.

"It doesn't matter, we have to give a certain golden retriever a chance, anyway, she can't grasp it."

The words were spoken clearly and at an even speed. The sentence floated into the mouth of the voice and was heard completely by Ying Lili on the other end of the phone.

"Xiazhiqiu Shiyu? Why are you still here at this time!"

"Oh, guess what?"

The girl who knew that the other party broke some scenes before said it nonchalantly.

"Isn't it normal for me to stay overnight, Sawamura Spencer Eriri?"