I teach judo in Tokyo

Chapter 108 Death Madness
  Atobe Sousuke walked helplessly on the way home.

Today, I accompanied a few excited disciples to plan a weekend study party, which resulted in all the extra-curricular study time at school being wasted.

Is it because you delayed studying for the sake of studying?
  However, the girls looked very happy, so let them do it.

While thinking, Zongsuke, who was walking quickly, suddenly paused, then took a few steps back and tilted his head to look at the alley he just passed.

In the dark alley between the two buildings, the orange-haired swordsman Yu Jie took a sip from her wine gourd and waved to him drunkenly.

Atobe Sousuke curled his lips, turned and walked into the alley.

He stepped over several unconscious human beings with bruised noses and swollen faces, dressed in extreme attire, and raised his eyebrows at Yae Meixuan: "Are you here?"

He pointed at the miscellaneous fish lying on the ground and asked curiously: "Playing fishing games?"

Yae Meixuan burped, and a fruity smell of wine came over her.

Zongsuke moved his nose.

Such a rich fruity aroma, not too heavy on the alcohol smell.

The beautiful master smiled and said: "I'm not fishing. I was waiting for you on the road outside, but these guys came to talk to me and enthusiastically brought me here and said they wanted to show me some good things, so I just It can become like this.”

She added with a smile: "It really disappoints me. Their little earthworms are not as good-looking as the bloody splatters on their faces after they are blasted."

Zongjie was too lazy to discuss with her whether this was a small earthworm or a big python. He asked directly: "What, Sister Shijiang has something to do with me?"

As soon as he finished asking, something moved in his heart.

When he was at the martial arts hall last weekend, the big wave master said that he wanted to show him the world, but as a result, there was no movement for a whole week, and he even forgot about it.

Yazhong Meixuan said with a smile: "I said I would take you to meet strong people. No, I finally came to find you when I finally got the chance."

"So this kind of thing can be done just by making a phone call."

"It's mainly me, sister. I want to see you so much." Master Dabo drunkenly reached out and touched Sousuke's chest, looking like a female gangster.

"Are you being a gangster?" Zongjie asked righteously, "I've always believed in equality between men and women. If you touch me like this, I'll have to touch you back!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his evil dragon-clawed hand, hoping to scare the female gangster.

Unexpectedly, the female gangster just wanted to tease him. After hearing this, she immediately leaned over and puffed out her chest: "Come on -"

Duang!

Both people froze at the same time.

Two seconds later, Yae Meixuan gritted her teeth and glared at Sousuke: "Is that enough!?"

Zongjie retracted his sinful hand and said with a dry smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't react, mainly because you scared me."

Sorry, I was so frightened that I got nervous!
  Master Jiang, I have to blame you. If it were any other normal big sister, even if I accidentally bumped into her, I would have only made a splash at most.

As a result, you can’t hold your bold kimono at all.

Moreover, I doubt you - don't you have that? ? ?
  Yae Meixuan glared at him, barely resisting the urge to draw her knife and chop the man in front of her into pieces. She turned around and waved, "Follow me."

Sousuke shrugged, took out his phone and checked the time.

Hmm. Looking at this situation, there is no time to go back for dinner today.

While he quickly followed, he sent a message to the widow at home, and received a reply quickly.

Putting away his mobile phone, Zongsuke raised his head and looked at the beautiful master and craftsman beside him with a cold look on his face: "Sister Master and Craftsman, where are we going?"

Yae Meixuan glanced at him: "Why are there so many nonsense? Just keep up!"

"Okay." Seeing that Master Dabo was really unhappy with him, Zongsuke shrugged and followed the beauty obediently.

This walk lasted almost half an hour. The two people walked around in the bustling city streets and passed through the streets and alleys.

Just when Zongsuke couldn't help but want to complain about why he walked so far instead of taking a car, Yae Meixuan stopped.

"We're here," she said.

arrive?

Zongsuke stood still, looked around, and then fixed his gaze in front of him.

A half-built unfinished building.

The building with only a frame structure is like the main scene of the story in a thriller movie. It looks a bit weird under the sunset at dusk.

Yae Meixuan reached out and handed something over: "Put it on."

Zongsuke looked down and saw in the hand of the beautiful master craftsman, an ordinary white mask with no facial features except for the openings for the eyes.

This time he didn't ask any questions and directly took the mask and put it on his face.

From what Master Meiren told him last week, we can know that the so-called "world of the strong" is a secret world that is difficult for ordinary people to access, and it is impossible for the government to allow these strong people to show their force unscrupulously in front of ordinary people.

Then, the concealment of identity is a very reasonable and routine requirement.

After putting on the mask, his vision was blocked to a certain extent. At the same time, because his "real" identity was "hidden", Sousuke felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Something seemed to be released.

Zongsuke once read an interesting statement in his previous life.

Due to the complexity of society and living environment, in order to adapt to the environment in daily life, everyone will "put on" more or less various "psychological masks" on themselves. An argument that extends from this is - this Is the self in this situation the real self or the false self?

Correspondingly, when a person puts on a real mask and abandons his original identity - at this moment, will this person be the real him?

Because putting on a mask is equivalent to taking off the mask?

Zongsuke knew that this was just a psychological illusion of his. He adjusted his thoughts and looked at the master.

Then he couldn't help complaining: "Master, why is your mask so unique, but my mask is so ordinary?"

I saw that Yae Meixuan had also put on a mask on her face. Unlike Sousuke's mask, the mask on her face looked quite delicate.

Of course, exquisiteness does not mean good-looking - it is a grimace mask that makes people feel frightened just by looking at it.

Scarlet Prajna Mask.

Under the twilight of dusk, Yae Meixuan, wearing a ghost mask on her face, wearing a kimono, and carrying a sword at her waist, showed a strange charm like a demon.

It looks very awkward.

In comparison, this one of mine looks like something worn by a miscellaneous fish.

"How can I have time to order a special mask for you? I bought it from a roadside store for 200 yen. Remember to pay the check later."

Under the ferocious Prajna mask, Yae Meixuan's voice seemed to have been deliberately changed.

The beauty master neatly took the lead and entered the unfinished building.

"Hurry up and catch up, tonight's 'Death Mania Showdown' will begin soon."

Deadly showdown?

Zongsuke felt a shiver in his heart and immediately followed Yae Meixuan's footsteps.

　emmm, people who read my last book may have a sense of déjà vu in this chapter, haha
  　　
  　
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