"Class monitor, could you please change your seat first?" Teacher Jincheng said to the class monitor with a crew cut who was sitting in the first row on the far left. "Ah——" The monitor looked reluctant, but still packed up his stationery reluctantly. "No need to bother, please let me sit in that empty seat in the back row." "But Tsukimiri-san, your eyes..." "This is only ." Tsukimi Inaba nodded his left eye expressionlessly. Mr. Jincheng is a person without his own opinion. Seeing that Inaba insisted in Tsukimi, he did not ask the class monitor to change his seat. It had been half a month since school started and the seats had already been arranged. The only empty seat was to the right of Uchiha Ming, who was sitting in the last row by the window on the left. "Then you will sit to the right of the Uchiha. You need to take good care of her, Uchiha." Tsukimi Inaba walked to her seat carrying her shoulder bag, put it in the drawer, and then placed the long cloth bag at her feet. There was a muffled "puff" sound, and Uchiha Ming, who was sitting next to him, had his eyes flashed. It sounded quite heavy.
Tsukimi Inaba turned a deaf ear to the irrepressible discussions in the classroom and dozed off on the desk as if no one was around. Uchiha Ming was also a little surprised. Although this student Tsukimiri was attending class for the first time since the start of the school term, she seemed like a celebrity on campus and many classmates were whispering to each other as if she was a celebrity. When school was over at noon, Uchiha Ming and Tanaka Hikaru rushed to the cafeteria together. Uchiha Ming ordered a bowl of tonkotsu ramen, a grilled meat set meal, and a teriyaki chicken rice. "Uchiha, where's your lunch box? Why are you eating in the cafeteria today? Your appetite is still as amazing as usual." "The convenience store is temporarily closed." Uchiha Ming said perfunctorily while eating hurriedly. After finishing his meal, he still had to rush to the support department. Just then, Uchiha Ming saw Tsukimi-sensei walking over with a full plate of food, and the amount was even more than Uchiha Ming's. The long cloth bag was also carried on his back at all times. "Tsukimiri-san and the Uchiha really look alike, I mean in terms of appetite." Tanaka Hikaru teased, "I don't know how a petite girl like her can eat so much." "Is Tsukimi-san very famous?" Uchiha Ming asked curiously. "Uchiha, you were admitted from outside, so of course you don't know. Tsukimiri-san is a campus celebrity in junior high school." Tanaka Hikaru counted on his fingers as if showing off his knowledge and talked incessantly. "The witch of the Kendo Club, the female Jubei, the monster that appears once in four thousand years, these are all nicknames of Tsukimiri-san. She only learned Kendo in the first year of junior high school, and she was a super genius who dominated the whole country back then." "This is outrageous." Whether it is these extremely second-year nicknames or the person of Tsukimi Inaba. Reality is not a fighting comic. Big guys are born with a flag of defeat, and kendo competitions are not divided into divisions based on weight. With her petite figure and what seems to be an eye disease, how could she be the best in junior high school kendo?! "That's why she's called a monster. I heard that because Tsukimiri-san was too strong, she was banned from participating in the competition after winning the national championship in her first year of junior high school." Then, Mitsuru Tanaka irresponsibly told a lot of rumors about Tsukimi Inaba, such as that when she first picked up the Suzhen stick in the first grade of junior high school, she swung it four times in an instant and knocked the instructor, the teacher, to the ground.
For example, she often took leave in her second and third years of junior high school to practice martial arts and travel around the country to challenge various dojos, or she took leave as a killer to receive secret orders and kill people. Seeing that Tanaka Hikaru was talking nonsense and getting more and more outrageous, Uchiha Ming gradually lost interest. After casually finishing his meal, Uchiha Ming rushed to the support department's activity room, and as expected, he saw Matsudaira Chiyo waiting for him inside, well prepared. "Let's put Takasaki's commission on hold for now." Matsudaira Chiyo said straight to the point. "Takasaki-san asked for a long vacation from school. What happened?" "Speaking of this, it's still related to the bastard brother of the Takaki sisters. I don't know how that yellow-haired gangster got involved in the conflict between the Yakuza, and the police have come to inform him of his death. Takaki's father was stimulated by this and his condition worsened. Takaki has taken leave to take care of him." Matsudaira Chiyo frowned unhappily, then smoothed her long hair behind her and commented sarcastically: "Some scum can still make a contribution to the world through death. That yellow-haired bastard couldn't even let people rest in peace after his death. He doesn't even qualify as a scum." "So, next I'm going to work at the izakaya..." "The chef is gone now. You can't support the izakaya with just your knife skills. You have to put it on hold." After hearing this, Uchiha Ming still felt a little complicated. He came to the Makoto Group just to kill the yellow-haired gangster from the Takasaki family, but the Makoto Group was the innocent victim. Uchiha Ming had no regrets about killing the yellow-haired gangster, but he would still feel bad if it caused Takaki's father's condition to worsen or even kill him. "So should our support department go to the hospital to visit?" "No, I've already visited him, and he's not in danger of death now." Since Takasaki Tsuki's commission has been temporarily put on hold due to an accident, Uchiha Ming no longer has to work part-time after school. The salary from the izakaya and the allowance from the support department totaled about 70,000 to 80,000 yen. Adding the food expenses sent by Uchiha Senmen as usual, the money Uchiha Ming had in his hands suddenly exceeded 100,000 yen. Now that he had a lot more money on hand, Uchiha Ming was no longer in a hurry to go out to work. Although he didn't have to participate in club activities, Uchiha Ming still had to go to the support department to clock in before he could leave early. The next day, Uchiha Ming came to the activity classroom and unexpectedly saw Matsudaira Chiyo and a second-year senior with a long ponytail talking to Tsukimi Inaba. "Tsukimi-sato, the Kendo Club invited you to join, why did you refuse? Is it because of the Kendo Federation's ban..." “He was not banned.” Tsukimi Inaba said calmly: "I gave up the competition." "Why do you want to give up the game?" asked Chiyo Matsudaira with a frown. "Because I'm too strong. Would a world champion participate in the elementary school competition? The same is true for me. And I've already given up kendo." Chapter 69 Chapter 070 I am the strongest The activity room was filled with mist and the aroma of tea. Chiyo Matsudaira skillfully brewed black tea and placed a cup of steaming hot tea in front of Tsukimiri. Inaba in Tsukimi bowed his head and said thank you, then he held the teacup with both hands and sipped it in small sips.
"If you gave up kendo, why does Tsukimisato carry a bamboo sword with you?" Matsudaira Chiyo's eyes turned to the long sword bag placed horizontally on Tsukimisato Inaba's knees. "It's just for self-defense." Matsudaira Chiyo sighed and said with a smile: "Tsukimi-san, can you let me see your right hand?" ? Inaba in Tsukimi tilted her head, a little confused, but still obediently stretched out her right hand. Her small palm was as white as her skin. Chiyo Matsudaira stretched out her hand, held Tsukimiri's right hand with one hand, and gently pressed the knuckles a few times with the other hand. When I first got it, I felt it was icy cold. Tsukimiri's body temperature is several degrees lower than that of ordinary people. The palms, as soft as boneless, are covered with thick calluses. Matsudaira Chiyo held onto Tsukimi Inaba's right hand, and they separated immediately after a touch. Then she said with some heartache: "I know a little bit about kendo, and I know how much hard work and blood and sweat it takes for Tsukimiri-san to have calluses on her hands. Why would Tsukimiri-san say that she wants to give up kendo?" "Because I'm too strong." Tsukimi Inaba's pretty face is a little childish, but her expression is cold, with curly black hair draped over her waist, emitting a calm aura from the inside out. "Since the first day I held the sword, no one has ever been able to take one from me. In the junior high school kendo competition, many people who lost to me later gave up kendo because they felt the overwhelming gap in talent in my hands." In Tsukimi Inaba's left eye looked at another girl. This girl has short hair, almond-shaped eyes, and a heroic appearance. She is the second-year vice-captain of the Kendo Club, Senior Tsuda. "Tsuda-senpai, you were also my opponent in junior high school. Do you still have the courage to fight me?" Tsuda-senpai had an indescribable complex expression on her face, her thighs were trembling, and the hands on her thighs were shaking slightly. After being silent for half a minute, he clenched his fist and said firmly: "When I lost to Tsukimi-sama, I also thought about giving up kendo. But! I finally overcame my fear and started again. One of my goals in the past two years of persistent training is to fight Tsukimi-sama again." Senior Tsuda's phoenix eyes revealed a fighting spirit. "Last year, as a freshman, I also made it to the national competition. Now, I should be qualified to compete with Tsukimiri-san. And I also hope that Tsukimiri-san can join the kendo club. It's such a waste for someone as talented as you to not be able to shine in the national competition." "That's right..." In Tsukimi Inaba's usually cold face seemed to thaw, and for the first time he showed a look of surprise. "Matsudaira-senpai, please give me another cup of black tea." Tsukimi Inaba took the steaming hot tea, but did not drink it. Instead, he covered the wall of the cup with both hands. "In that case, I will give you a chance. If you want me to join the club, I have one condition." Tsukimi Inaba asked. "How many people are there in the Kendo Club?"
Tsuda-senpai looked at Matsudaira Chiyo in confusion. When she saw Matsudaira Chiyo nod, she thought about it and said: "Not counting the seniors who are already preparing for the exam and not participating in club activities in their third year, there are 31 boys and 25 girls." "Fifty people? That should be enough for a warm-up. How about this, whether you all come together or in a round-robin match; whether it's an open-ended match or a Kendo League match, as long as one person in the Kendo Club can hit me and get one point, I'll join the club. How do you think?" After hearing this, Senior Tsuda was stunned at first, and then uncontrollable anger rushed to her heart. It’s not that Yuejianri’s conditions are harsh, but they are too simple! What Inaba meant in Tsukimi was that he wanted to defeat the Kendo Club alone. "Tsukimi, do you think you are Miyamoto Musashi?" Miyamoto Musashi is the founder of Niten-Ichiku and the author of The Book of Five Rings. He fought more than sixty battles in his life without being defeated. After being continuously deified in legends of later generations, he has become a sword saint and the best in the world. Tsuda-senpai didn't even use the title, and was obviously a little angry. "Of course I'm not Miyamoto Musashi." Tsukimi Inaba looked calm and said as a matter of course: "Even if it's Miyamoto Musashi, he can't be as strong as me." I am the strongest! Although his tone was as indifferent as ever, the absolute confidence in himself contained in it was unshakable, just like Tsukimi's aura as cold as an iceberg. "Don't be so arrogant..." "Snapped." Matsudaira Chiyo clapped her hands, the applause ended the argument between the two, and said with a smile: "In that case, why not take a step back? Based on the Jade Dragon Flag competition system, the Jade Dragon Flag's dare to fight reward is one against five, so it's limited to five people. As long as one of the five can get a copy from Tsukimi-san, the Kendo Club will be considered the winner. Is that okay, Tsukimi-san?" "Five? That's too unfair to the Kendo Club. Whether it's ten or twenty..." "Just five!" Senior Tsuda decided immediately. "Then let's do it today. I may not have time to play with you tomorrow. I'll wait for you downstairs." Tsukimi Inaba lightly picked up the sword bag, put it on his back, turned around and walked out of the activity room. "Tsuda, how is it? One vs. five. Don't you have the confidence to get one point from Tsukimiri-san?" Noticing that Tsuda-senpai's face looked a little melancholy, Matsudaira-senpai asked. The Jade Dragon Flag competition system is best of three. The one who gets two effective hits first wins. However, Yue Jianli loses as long as one of her hits is hit. It is a one-versus-five round-robin battle, which is like one life against ten lives. "Miss, to be honest, I don't have much confidence. After all, the opponent is a real monster." Tsuda-senpai smiled bitterly. Although it is very rare, there have been cases in the Yulong Banner women's competition where a female player won the Fighting Award for taking on ten opponents at once. "Can a doll-like girl like Tsukimiri really be so strong? I'm really interested." Chiyo Matsudaira paced around the activity room with great interest, as if she had picked up a new toy.
"It's only better than what you think, young lady! But please give me one of the five spots." "I understand. I will pick the remaining three people." Matsudaira Chiyo nodded. She had noticed Uchiha Ming a long time ago. She took out an activity log from her desk and said: "Uchiha-san, you can leave early if you sign here." Matsudaira Chiyo waved her hand and was about to send Uchiha out. "What happened just now? Was it a new commission?" Uchiha Ming asked.
