Chapter 30 The goal of Yucheng Michiyo, the assessment officially begins

"Are you looking for Xiaoshou? Please wait a moment, I will call him."

"No, I'm coming down."

Yuko who heard the voice turned around, and on the stairs, Suzuki Mamoru, wearing a dark blue kendo uniform and holding a bamboo sword, came down.He walked to the entrance, facing Yucheng Michiyo who was also wearing a kendo uniform outside the door.

"Good afternoon, Suzuki-san." Tamaki Michiyo greeted first.

"Good afternoon." Suzuki Moriya greeted back, and then turned to Yuko next to him.

Yuko was focusing on Suzuki Mamoru's attire at the moment, looking him up and down.

First of all, a handsome person is not bad no matter what clothes he wears, and second, this suit really suits Mamoru Suzuki.

The dark blue slightly loose kendo suit wraps the slender figure, and at the same time, it also covers the thinner figure well, making the figure more outstanding. Coupled with the bamboo sword held in the hand, the old look is slightly sick The feeling of weakness is gone.

"Xiao Shou is very handsome." Yuko gave praise.

"Cough." There was still Michiyo Tamaki, Suzuki Mori coughed, reminded Yuko, and then said, "Mother, I'm leaving first."

"Okay, are you going to the Kendo Department for the assessment?"

"Ah."

"Mom wants to see it too." Yuko suddenly became interested.

".No, let's forget about this."

"Eh, why?"

".nothing."

In fact, the reason is very simple, if he can win, it will be fine, but this time he will definitely stand still and let Tamaki Michiyo "swipe" the three swords out of the game, so don't let Yuko stand by.

Regardless of Yuko who puffed up her cheeks slightly after being rejected by him, Suzuki Mamoru turned around and faced Tamaki Michiyo: "Okay, Tamaki-san, I've been waiting for a long time, let's go."

Michiyo Tamaki sized up Yuko who seemed to be aggrieved, hesitated for a while before looking away, and nodded to Mamoru Suzuki: "Yeah."

All the way to the Kendo Hall, although Suzuki Mamoru was already quite familiar with this road, he still pretended not to be familiar with it, and followed half a step behind Tamaki Michiyo, letting the girl lead the way.

"By the way, Yucheng-san, I want to ask a question." Looking at the girl's back, Mamoru Suzuki, who had no psychological pressure because he knew he was doomed to fail, began to talk.

"Student Suzuki, please tell me." Tamaki Michiyo held the bamboo sword, with a light body and still looking forward.

"Maybe it's a little presumptuous. The assessment standard you set up, have you really considered letting people join the Kendo Club?"

"."

This question is really presumptuous, Yucheng Michiyo in front of him even looked back at him because of this, "Why do you say that?"

"Well, after all, it's been a week of practicing kendo. It's been a total of two weeks, and I have a little bit more understanding of kendo." Suzuki Mamoru explained, "Student Yucheng's level, I feel that in high school, it is basically impossible to find a sword that can be mastered by Yucheng classmate. Got the score?"

Yucheng Michiyo nodded unceremoniously: "Almost."

"However, if it is placed in the national competition, there should still be someone who can be my opponent." Let me add a word of humility.

If this can be regarded as "humility".

Suzuki Mamoru was silent for a while, and then said: "But there should be no one in Makino, right?"

Yucheng Michiyo thought for a while, "Among the people I know so far, there are none."

"Among the people I know at the moment", the strict qualifier, followed by the extremely definite "no", Suzuki Mamoru decided to call Tamaki Michiyo's self-confidence a kind of "calm self-confidence".

"That's why the Kendo Department's entrance examination"

Just like what he said at the beginning, could this girl have no intention of getting someone to join the Kendo Club, or something like that.

"Does Suzuki-san think so?" Tamaki Michiyo understood what he meant.

"There will be such doubts."

"Actually, the reason is very simple." Yucheng Michiyo explained, "Student Suzuki, do you know what my goal is?"

"National competition?" Suzuki Mamoru guessed.Most of the goals of the serious kendo club in high school are like this.

Got an affirmative answer.

"Indeed, the National High School Comprehensive Sports Conference Kendo Competition, also known as the National Competition. One of my goals is to win the singles competition."

"Single Race"

Suzuki Mamoru suddenly understood.

"Because the goal is a single competition rather than a team competition, and there is no instructor in the kendo department, so I don't have too much energy to instruct other students. What I want to find is someone who has enough kendo level to beat me head-on opponent."

"."

Accompanied by Tamaki Michiyo's plain explanation, the familiar words "Tamaki Kendokan" in front of him came into Suzuki Mamoru's field of vision.

"Okay, Suzuki-san, we're here." Tamaki Michiyo's eyes swept to him.

"Okay." At this moment, Suzuki Mori squeezed the bamboo sword in his hand.

However, even though he arrived at the Kendo Hall, in fact the Kendo assessment did not start so soon.

"Wait." Yucheng Michiyo said.

"Waiting for someone?" Mamoru Suzuki, who was looking around here as he pretended to be entering the Kendo Gym for the first time, asked suspiciously.

Speaking of waiting for others, the one who comes to mind is naturally the "Rinka" who is often with Michiyo Tamaki.

And after a while it did prove it.

"Huh—Michiyo, I'm here." The girl who panted and pushed open the door of the Kendo Gym was Rinka Nakazawa.

"Rinka." Yucheng Michiyo looked at the door, and after saying hello, he briefly introduced each other to the two of them, "This is Suzuki-san. Suzuki-san, this is Rinka, Nakazawa Rinka."

"Hello." Suzuki watched Rinka Nakazawa approaching, and bowed politely, "Student Nakazawa, it's our first time meeting."

He finally knew the last name of this female high school student. After all, Yucheng Michiyo always called "Rinka" and "Rinka", so when he mentioned her, he could only call it "the female high school student next to Yucheng." ” or “A girl named Rinka.”

It can be called "Nakazawa" in the future.

Nakazawa Rinka also bowed to him, but her tone seemed
"This is not the first time, Suzuki-san, we met once on the way back when Michiyo took you to Makino."

"Of course I remember. At that time you stared at me three times. And even if you turned into a cat later, you were full of malice towards me."

Suzuki stood up and smiled: "That's it."

"Ah."

The way Nakazawa Rinka looked at him at this moment was exactly the same as that day, with a lingering guard in the depths of his eyes.

But it doesn't matter, he came only for the assessment of the Kendo Department.

"Okay, since Rinka is here, Suzuki-san, let's start." Yucheng Michiyo said.

"Okay." Suzuki Mori nodded.

"By the way." Yucheng Michiyo added to him, "Rinka is the referee."

"."

Suzuki Mamoru always felt that Nakazawa Rinka was the kind of person who could blow the whistle for Tamaki Michiyo.

The win rate that didn't exist in the first place was made worse.

(End of this chapter)

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