This thing about me becoming a girl

Sawamura Homi didn't care either, as there was nothing to be concerned about, and continued to watch the next competition in the center of the dojo.

Time passed slowly, and as expected, as Miyamoto Kishigui had guessed, the Dagu Killing Stone had already become a force, and the discouraged few people could not stop him.

Ten dares to fight and return with a big victory!

The smile on Katsura Miyamoto's face could hardly be hidden, but Homi Sawamura was not angry, but just sighed.

Skills are inferior to people.

The defeated Sawamura juniors sat on their knees beside the dojo, with their heads buried in shame and anger. Although they were still young, they had already begun to understand the meaning of shame.

After all, they were picked ten in a row.

Seeing this, Homi Sawamura said slowly: "Don't take today's defeat as a knot in your heart, but take it as a determination to move forward bravely. I hope that when I see you next time, I will grow independently."

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In the residential area at dusk, two people, one small and three people walked on the street.

Katsura Miyamoto has successfully completed the purpose of today, so he is ready to leave.

He looked at Dagu Killer Shi with the satisfaction that he couldn't hide.

And Sawamura Homi was sending them off.

Although Katsura Miyamoto is a good friend of Sawamura Homi, in fact he is not from a famous family, he is just the owner of a small dojo in the outskirts of Tokyo, but he is very powerful, but he doesn't like to show his face.

He stroked the head of Dagu Shashengshi, his eyes were kind, as if he was watching the offspring poured out with all his heart.

At this time, Shi, the killer of the big ghoul, raised his face, and the pride revealed during his walk could not be concealed, but he was indeed proud enough to achieve such achievements at his age.

Homi Sawamura and Katsura Miyamoto were walking on the road and chatting, but they both stopped when they passed a house.

Beside the flower garden in the house, the back of a young girl squatted there, silently, her little hands seemed to be gently touching the flowers.

Looking in from the gap in the gate fence of this place, this little figure looks like a butterfly locked in a cage.

Kishiki Miyamoto recognized her, she was the little girl who stopped for a long time outside the dojo to watch the kendo competition.

He smiled, turned his head to Sawamura Homi and said.

"Hey, judging from her appearance just now, she should be very interested in kendo, since you don't teach it to the juniors in your clan? Do you want me to teach it for you?"

After finishing speaking, he patted the head of Dagu Shashengshi behind him: "Or let my apprentice come. Although he is very young, it is enough to teach some basic knowledge."

Sawamura Homi knew that Katsura Miyamoto was showing off again, and asking his apprentice to teach his junior was nothing more than proving that his educational ability was better than his own.

Kishi Katsura Miyamoto is always like this, he likes to fight for everything, even when he is old.

But Sawamura Homi didn't refuse anything, it wasn't an important thing, and if he refused, he would laugh at himself endlessly about it.

At this time, the maid also noticed several people outside the courtyard door, and hurriedly stepped forward to open the door, bowing a little panicked.

She didn't know what the purpose of the Imperial Palace came here, could it be because of blaming what happened just now?

But Sawamura Hoomi ignored the maid, and walked behind Sawamura Mari Aoi with Miyamoto Kishui.

After hearing the movement, Aoi turned around and stood up, patted the dust on her knees, even though the other party was the person who controlled the fate of the entire Sawamura, her expression remained unchanged, her little pale face was full of age-related Inconsistent indifference and rigidity.

Or maybe she didn't know at all that the person in front of her was the Imperial Palace and the reason why she was her grandfather.

Katsura Miyamoto squatted down in front of her and asked.

"Are you interested in kendo?"

Aoi Xiaoma turned her head slightly, and there seemed to be a question mark on her forehead, which she didn't quite understand.

Miyamoto Kishigui said again: "It's what you watched outside the dojo just now, how about it? Isn't that handsome swinging sword, do you want to learn it?"

Sawamura Mari Aoi blinked, but remained speechless.

At this time, the maid finally restrained her inner panic, and quickly stepped forward and knelt in front of Sawamura Homi, explaining to her.

"Master Gosho, Master Aoi Shina rarely communicates with others, so it seems that she has not mastered the ability to speak until now. For her young age, please forgive her."

Sawamura Homi didn't speak, but Miyamoto Kishiki nodded as usual.

He smiled and said: "It's okay, I always believe that the sword can communicate with the heart, as long as you hold the sword, even if you don't speak, but in the battle, your thoughts can also be conveyed to the other party's heart."

He stood up, glanced at the bamboo sword in his hand, Dagu Shashengshi, and there was still one, so he said to the maid.

"Can I ask you to get another bamboo sword?"

The maid nodded quickly, then backed away.

Sawamura Mari Aoi still stood there blankly, as if she hadn't reacted yet.

And Katsura Miyamoto said to Daguo Shashengshi: "Teaching her sword skills to your opponent is also a part of practice. Go and teach her the kendo you understand."

Daguo Shashengshi nodded upon hearing this, but in fact he didn't know what kendo was, so he stood in front of Sawamura Mariko, demonstrating the posture of holding a knife and the formula of swinging a sword.

Soon the maid came back from the dojo, and handed the bamboo sword that was shortened to Sawamura Mari Aoi, which was specially used for children's training.

Miyamoto Kishigui said to Daguo's killing stone.

"To the end, the main purpose is to let your opponent realize the charm of the sword, absolutely not allowed to swing hard, understand."

Dagu Killing Stone nodded.

And Mari Aoi Sawamura grasped the bamboo sword following the few child-like knife-holding formulas he taught.

The moment she clutched the bamboo sword, everything changed.

The Dagu Killing Stone was going to follow what the master said, not to hit the entity, but to knock down the sword in her hand.

But the moment he charged in, Mari Aoi Sawamura slashed him three times.

Dagu's killing stone fell to the ground, and the bamboo sword fell out of his hand. Feeling the severe pain of being hit on his face, he tightly covered it with his hands.

The whole court was silent, Miyamoto Kishiki stared wide-eyed and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

He just looked at Homi Sawamura, his eyes revealed, are you stalking me?Is she a junior you have trained a long time ago? Don't tell me yet!

But Homi Sawamura knew that he had not taught her any kendo, and if nothing unexpected happened, it was also the first time for her to hold a sword.

Sawamura Mari Aoi's expression was already dull, as if she didn't understand why they were surprised, and she didn't know that the world in her eyes was different from other people's.

By observing micro-movements, she can predict the opponent's next move and counterattack, as if it is her innate instinct.

She also wouldn't understand that if Sawamura Homi knew this, she would say that it was a talent called "heart clarity".

Homi Sawamura looked at her who was still indifferent and dull, and saw absolute purity.

228. Fireworks Festival

Looking at the young Mari Aoi Sawamura, Homi Sawamura seemed to see the overlap between the pale boy and her figure.

It's all the same, just holding a sword for the first time, showing a terrifying talent that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, like a natural moat.

Homi Sawamura hated such people more than once when he was a teenager, because their existence means breaking the rules, unable to use hard work, unable to use sweat, no matter how much you pay, you can only look at their backs , until the end the despair caused by too large distance makes people unable to catch up.

But with such a gap, the other party may not have paid much, or even...may not like your hard work at all, and just half-heartedly do it because you are talented.

But despite this, his progress is also a desperate speed in your eyes.

Isn't it fair?It's very unfair. Homi Sawamura thought more than once when he was a teenager why this talent was not his own, but given to Wuxin Kendo's younger brother.

Obviously, he is devoted to swordsmanship, and swordsmanship is everything to him who has nothing, but the appearance of his younger brother seems to insult his persistence.

Mao Xue, who doesn't like kendo, is the strongest.

Old people in the family who have experienced that era often say with regret that it was the golden age of Sawamura Kendo. Since then, it has gradually gone downhill.

But the last light is always extraordinarily brilliant. At that time, 70.00% of the famous swordsmen in the kendo world were from Sawamura.

That is the case, there is a Sawamura Uyuki who is said to be the most expected to hit the realm of the sword master in the modern impetuous society.

Even in modern times, it is a shame for a man to be pushed on top of his head by a woman in Japan, let alone that era.

There are many people who want to challenge her and take her place, but they all lose in the end, and then they can only watch her back getting further and further away, so desperate that they can't afford to chase after her.

At only 20 years old, she is known as the last great master of swordsmanship in modern times.

But she was like this, but like a shooting star, the curtain came to an end in a hurry. She was only 20 years old, she couldn't get sick, and finally lost her life.

There are those who regret this news, those who hate the injustice, those who are secretly happy, and everything else, but now, probably with the passage of time, not many people remember this genius who was once shining like a star.

Sawamura Uyuki was born as a daughter, but she was weak since she was a child, and she almost died several times, so Sawamura Homi's parents raised her as a boy, no matter the name or address, she was treated as a boy. Bless her with health.

So she is Sawamura Homi's younger brother.

But Uyuki Sawamura, who is obviously so weak, has an extremely terrifying talent in kendo. The first time he held a sword, he defeated Homi Sawamura, who "swinged empty" for 3 hours a day.

Since then, he has embarked on the road of invincibility.

Others think that Sawamura Uyuki loves kendo, so kendo also favors her, this is the gods' compensation for her frailty.

But Sawamura Homi knew that was not the case, Uyuki didn't like kendo, she preferred to look at flowers, stared out of the window in a daze, or softly asked her brother to take her out to play.

She prefers to use the time for practicing kendo to do other things.

But Maoxue like this is the strongest.

Homi Sawamura once asked her why she was so strong, but after thinking about it, she answered naturally, knowing what the other party's next move would be.

Seeing his younger brother's normal appearance and not thinking that it was anything strange, Homi Sawamura understood.

Yes, the world in her eyes is different from mine.

I wonder why she is so strong, and for her, it may be why I am so weak.

From then on, Sawamura Homi began to hate her, even hated her, and would never take her out to play like she did when she was a child, but just alienated her like a stranger.

Why did she so easily achieve an achievement that she could never surpass in her entire life, but she practiced so hard and loved kendo, but what she got was the same weakness in her eyes as she looked at other people.

The existence of Sawamura Uyuki seems to be a denial of Sawamura Homi's efforts and a humiliation of his persistence.

In this way, Sawamura Homi began to loathe Uyuki, and has been working hard, trying to surpass, but until her death, she failed to achieve it.

Back to the present, Sawamura Homi looked at this young girl who seemed to overlap with the figure of Uyuki when she was a child, her eyes were a little far away, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

After a while, he squatted in front of Mariko Sawamura, put the bamboo sword in his hand, and then asked slowly.

"Do you like it? Are you willing to take it with you as a brother and a companion?"

Sawamura Mari Aoi seemed to have no expression on her pale and small face. She seemed to be thinking about it. After looking at the bamboo sword and the flower garden beside her, she shook her head stupidly.