I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 4: Are you an idiot?

Fujii stopped swinging his sword and looked at Kazuma: "Can you tell?"

"Yes. Your left hand is a little weak." He Ma casually scoffed.

Fujii sighed: "When I was preparing a lunch box for myself in the morning, I accidentally knocked over the rice cooker at home. I tried to make it temporarily, but I pulled it too hard, and the rice was spilled, and I was burned myself. It's here, you see, it's still red hot."

Fujii shows Kazuma the large burnt red spot on her right hand.

He Ma reached out and poked.

"Don't touch it, it hurts!" Fujii thumped the horse.

"You are too careless, have you been to the health room?"

"A little hurt!"

"Don't take a little injury. If you don't deal with it properly, it may worsen in the afternoon sparring practice. Moreover, the county meeting is about to decide the team members. If you don't perform well in the afternoon sparring practice, you may not be able to play."

"You'd better worry about yourself first, Shi! Fan! Dai!" The last three words of Fujii were particularly prolonged.

He Ma pouted. He didn't pay much attention to the club activities before. After all, the school just started, and the club training started almost this week, and everyone didn't get into the state last week.

And to be honest, I've been through time travel, and I must be thinking about how to take advantage of the traveler's advantages to get to the pinnacle of my life. High school kendo national championships are something that Kazuma doesn't like.

In addition, his plug-in was not activated before, and he may not be able to beat the kendo road. It is better to consider how to use his advanced knowledge of the times.

So I didn't care about the activities with the Malay community.

It can't be said that he doesn't care at all. When he sees a girl like Fujii, he still cares.

Fujii Mikako, with a simple and beautiful girl unique to this era, has the traditional round face of a Japanese girl and a sweet smile full of sugar.

You can get a good mood when you look at it next to you.

But now this beautiful girl looked at Hema with provocative eyes, with a mischievous smile on her face, and once again dragged her voice: "Master~Fan~dai~"

He Ma was speechless and joked: "It seems that someone needs to clean up."

"Hey, it seems that some people forget that they and I have more wins and losers than me."

Kazuma is not surprised, he just saw that Fujii's kendo is no-school level 4, and the original owner of Kazuma's own school has only trained to 3, and the 6 of Xindang-style was brought over by Kazuma.

Whether there is a genre only determines the way of fighting. Kendo actually depends on the basic skills.

A master with solid basic skills can make the weak drink a pot with just the precision of that distance.

So it makes sense that no genre 4 kills Lixinliu 3.

But it's different now.

Kazuma looked at Fujii, although she was joking, but defeating her now might be a little benefit.

Fujii smiled wickedly: "I'm straining my left hand now, maybe it's a good chance for you to beat me, Kiryu-kun."

Kazuma: "You are right."

"Hey, do you really want to compare? You can do whatever you want while a girl is hurt. I didn't expect Kiryu-kun to be such a person." The man ran to get the protective gear, "Come on, time is just enough, let's have a fight."

Kazuma couldn't help but wonder if the mother-in-law had an affair with Fujii. I'm so envious, so I'll take the order rudely.

However, Fujii's name is still Kiryu-kun. The Japanese side is actually very particular about the name. It can be judged from the name that the former Kiryu and Ma and this young lady are at most not full of lovers above AUO. .

Kazuma put on his helmet while thinking about it—because the new members of the club who can be used at will have not yet been recruited, and the protective gear is still cleaned by himself. The hood had a strong smell of sweat.

When the club recruits new members, a third-year student like Kazuma can throw the protective gear and the like to the new members of the club.

Japanese school sports clubs are just so scary.

Fujii: "There is not enough time to wear full armor, so let's fight like this."

Kazuma glanced at her and saw that she was wearing a helmet and gloves, and no body armor at all.

"I have no opinion." Kazuma shrugged and put on his gloves, and then the two returned to the center of the Kendo Hall.

Fujii took a direct stance.

He Ma glanced at her suspiciously, but he still bowed and saluted first according to the procedure - this is a habit developed by the new class, and Master Hasegawa would be very angry if he didn't do the salute.

Fujii laughed: "When did you become so obedient? Didn't you always say that this is an old bad habit and should be broken?"

He Ma was shocked, what else? The main idea is still quite advanced.

He didn't bother to explain, because the explanation wasn't clear, so he just put on a stance.

"Fujii, should we bet something?"

Fujii tilted his head: "Well...I think about it, a week's lunch...forget it. If you win, I will invite you to lunch for a week. If I win, you will run five laps around the playground, one lap corresponds to a day. Lunch, is it fair?"

Fujii should know that the Kiryu family is not rich right now.

Kazuma: "It's not fair. Even if I don't lose to you, I'll often be punished and run off the playground. Otherwise, I'll let you touch your head when I win, and let me..."

"Big lecher! Face!" Fujii suddenly started, shouting and rushing up.

Her movements are quite refined, and it can be seen that she has put a lot of effort into training.

But and the horse swiftly dodged.

Quickly dodge, pull the distance, and then pose with the horse in a protruding tooth, exerting force.

"Noodles!"

The head of the bamboo sword accurately hit Fujii's mask.

"Huh?" Fujii looked bewildered, and through the mesh mask of the helmet, he and Ma could feel her doubts.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute! How come you have a face? How come you have a face here?"

Kazuma: "When you hit the helmet, you have to shout, Daemon Goro taught that."

"Of course I know that! I'm asking how did you call?"

"Just... a normal thrust?" Kazuma shrugged, then resumed his midsection holding the sword.

Fujii Kan and Ma took a stance, and took a deep breath: "You do it again!"

I went straight to the horse.

"Noodles!"

"Wait a minute! Slow down!" Fujii yelled, "I'm not ready! Come again!"

She poses again, taking two deep breaths this time, and with the undulating curve of her breath, it shows that she is still very predictable, which is rare.

In this era, Japanese girls don't have so many G-cup monsters, and Fujii is already a big one.

Fujii: "Okay, I'm ready!"

The next moment and the horse hit her face mask.

"Wait a minute!" Fujii stomped, "Slow down! Let me see what's going on!"

"Then... I'll do the decomposition for you?"

"Don't break it down! Don't! Come again! You just need to slow down and I can see clearly!"

I'm in trouble with the horse. He really can't slow down, and his body is in a corresponding position. Once he exerts his strength, he is not in his control.

In order to pretend to force the girl to pick up the skills, it is difficult to ride a tiger now.

In fact, you can definitely beat this girl in a normal fight with Hema. After all, Hema has also practiced as a newcomer for several years, and it's not a problem to bully a little girl with her true ability.

Now it's too late to regret it, so I slipped away.

Kazuma: "Let's be here today, class is about to begin."

He took off his helmet, put away the bamboo sword, and turned to leave. Fujii took off his helmet and rushed forward: "Wait a minute! Do it again! You can be slower! You can teach me!"

After all, this girl is practicing kendo, and she has a lot of strength in her hands.

Kazuma was stunned, but he didn't pull his hand out.

"Does your hand not hurt?" He asked back, "Go to the infirmary! Or in the afternoon..."

"Because there is a selection in the afternoon, I asked you to teach me! You have never used this trick before, so I won't ask you where you learned it, let me share it! I also want to go to the national competition. !”

"Then I'll do the decomposition for you..."

"Don't! You use it a few more times, I can learn it myself!"

Is this girl actually this kind of character? I don't usually see it, I just think she's a sweet girl next door.

But if you think about it carefully, she has practiced kendo, so she is somewhat stronger.

"I'm running out of time! You have to change into a kendo uniform." He Ma Dongzhi reasoned, and He Ma just went for a run, and he was wearing a sports uniform. If he had to go back to the office and change into a normal school uniform, Fujii was even more troublesome. Go to the union building of the sports club and use the women's locker room there.

Public schools generally have less funds and don't have so many facilities. Men's dressing rooms are usually in the community office, and women's dressing rooms are public.

Of course, there are exceptions to the kind of public schools endorsed by universities, such as the high school affiliated to the University of Tsukuba. Although it is national, it is more arrogant than most private schools.

But this is not the case at North Ge's High School, so Fujii will have to go a long way to go back to the United Club to change clothes.

Fujii pouted, but seemed to have finally given up. She whispered, "Teach me at noon! Don't try to run!"

He Ma decisively decides to sneak to a quiet place for lunch at noon.

No way, he can't slow down this move~IndoMTL.com~ The only way to teach it is to decompose the action...

"Listen! See! No! Yes!" Fujii paused at each word, and at the same time pulled the horse and the horse towards him.

At this moment, a loud shout resounded through the Kendo Hall: "Kiryu! Fujii! What are you doing?"

This violent drink made the two of them shiver together, and then looked at the sound together.

It's Daemon Goro.

"Don't you know that the school rules prohibit **** with the opposite sex!"

This is the 1980s, and Japanese schools are in many ways similar to Chinese schools in the 2000s.

Kazuma and Fujii realize that they seem to be a little too close now, and it looks like they are about to kiss to outsiders.

Fujii blushed, let go and bounced back several meters.

"Go out and run in circles for me!" Daemon Goro roared, "Run until you guys don't have the energy to kiss me! Hurry up, run!"

Kazuma: "Report teacher! Fujii's left hand is strained, she should go to the school doctor's office!"

Daimon Goro stared at Kazuma for a few seconds.

"Fujii, go to the school doctor's office! Kiryu, run a circle for me!"

Fujii: "Report teacher! I need someone to help me to the school doctor's office!"

Daemon Goro was silent, staring at the two to exert invisible pressure.

"You two, go for a lap run together until the prep bell rings, and then write me a 3,000-word essay on your views on the word integrity in the school motto." He said with a gloomy face .

"Yes!" shouted with Ma and Fujii in a particularly loud voice - not loud enough to be asked to shout again.

Daimon Goro turned around and left, and He Ma glanced at Fujii: "Are you an idiot? I have to write another small paper."

Fujii makes a face at Kazuma.