What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

"Whatever you want, say, I can give you! A house? A car?"

Toshio Busujima's somewhat fanatical and eager look made Aoki Si feel a burst of disgust, especially when he said that Saeko Busushima was as cheap as money and things, he was even more angry.

"I want you to go!"

Aoki Division looked at him coldly.

Toshio Busujima just continued to look at him, his breathing became thicker, and he didn't even see the slightest irritation: "Want me to get out? No problem, as long as you teach me this way of exerting force and this knife, I can return now Go to the United States, and never come to neon for the rest of your life. No, as long as you are there, I will stay away from you, and that’s fine.”

"It's just a sword move, what's the matter?" Qing Musi looked at him incomprehensibly.

Even if he was so angry that he wanted to attack Aoki Si, Aoki Si thought it was understandable.

But his appearance, Aoki Secretary really can't understand.

The presence of Saeko Busujima and Toshio Busushima in the Busushima family, who have such outstanding kendo strength at a young age, shows that their own kendo skills are definitely not low.

Even if Aokiji's unique skill from the Flying Yujian School is indeed outstanding, it is still not enough. It is worth his being so crazy, right?

"Oh, what about it?" Toshio Busujima looked at Aoki Division, as if he saw a beggar holding the jade seal of the Chuan Kingdom as a shoe brush: "This is a unique skill! It is the most quintessential sword in an ancient style of swordsmanship that may have been lost! "

"If I can learn him, I may, no, I will definitely be able to step into the realm of the great swordsman!" Toshio Busujima looked at Aoki Division with burning eyes, reached out and grabbed his shoulder: "Aren't you right? Are you not interested in kendo? Teach me, I am the most suitable person for this move!"

"Sorry." Aoki Si slapped his hand away with a slap, his eyes were a little frighteningly cold: "I said, I hope you go away now."

"Saeko is not a bargaining chip for you to exchange sword moves, and you have no right to decide her future. Similarly, whether I will study the way of swords or not is none of your business."

Aoki Division stared at him without showing any weakness, as long as he moved slightly, he would show him what would happen if he was so close to an MMA fighter even if he was injured.

"I will do this trick." Aoki looked at him with a mocking tone: "But I can't give it to you, forever. Even if I don't use these sword skills in my life, then I will put it in the coffin, It has nothing to do with you."

Toshio Busujima's lips moved, and his eyes gradually turned cold. He took a deep breath: "Very good."

He threw the wooden knife aside, and put his hands into the pockets of his sports pants: "Then please leave the kendo gym now."

"No outsiders should come in here." Toshio Busujima said, and glanced at Saeko Busujima: "As for Saeko, I will talk to my father and arrange a good family for her."

"You, don't have any unrealistic delusions in the future." After Toshio Bujima finished speaking, he looked at Aoki Division with a sneer: "I checked a lot of your information this morning, presumably, you don't know about poison What does the Dao family mean? Of course, as long as you are willing to exchange, everything I said before will still count."

"What it means has nothing to do with him."

Unexpectedly, Saeko Busujima's voice rang behind his ears crisply.

Toshio Busujima turned his head abruptly: "What do you mean?"

"I said, what does your decision have to do with your father's decision and mine?" Saeko Busujima's voice was cold, and she looked at Toshio Busujima without any sign of weakness, with a resolute look on her face, which even made people doubt the will just now The depressed person is not her.

"The right family? Don't be kidding me. My father can't control who I want to marry, let alone you? Mr. Budao, I think you were spoiled by someone in the United States, and you can't see who you can order. , can’t order anyone.” Saeko Busujima looked at Toshio Busujima, with a faint smile on her face: “Please leave the kendo gym, this is not your home.”

"This is the gymnasium of the Bujima family." Toshio Bujima's expression was slightly distorted because of anger, and his breathing was a little short.

"Yes, but this is also my gym. You can go to the country of America. The gym over there has nothing to do with me." Saeko Busujima looked at Toshio Busujima with a calm expression: "This It's my share, do you understand?"

Her aggressive words and attitude looked very different from her gentle and generous appearance before.

But Aoki Division felt warm in his heart.

Hearing this, Toshio Busujima squinted his eyes thoughtfully, then suddenly chuckled twice, twisted his neck, and took two steps back, expressing that he did not want to continue the conflict: "Interesting... I don't want to bear the responsibility of the Busushima family." I should have the responsibility, but also think about what belongs to me.”

"I will explain all this to my father. I think he will give you a period of time to regret your choice." Toshio Busujima looked at Saeko Busujima, his words were full of threats: "I will find a place to live by myself during this time , This is my respect for 'sister', Saeko, I hope you understand this."

"Assess the situation." After Toshio Busujima left four words, he took a deep look at Aoki Tsukasa, turned around and left without hesitation.

Except for himself, no one noticed that his hands in his trouser pockets were trembling slightly.

Saeko Busushima watched him gradually walk away with a smile on her face, until he pushed open the door of the gymnasium with a bang, and then closed it with a bang, then she lowered her gaze.

The expression on that face returned to calm again. She pretended to be calm and calm before, which seemed to have consumed all her energy.

Standing on the spot staring at the ground speechlessly, Saeko Busujima sat on the ground slowly with some powerlessness, hugged her knees with her hands, and buried her face in her legs.

It was only then that Aoki realized that the calmness and smile she had spoken to Toshio Busujima just now were all faked.

Hastily squatting down, looking at her cheeks buried in her hair and knees with some distress: "Xuezi..."

"Yes, can you leave me alone?"

Saeko Busujima showed the exact same expression she had when she was trying to reject Aoki Tsukasa in the school's kendo club.

That expression as if I don't need you to care about it, as long as I adjust it myself.

That look of being so sad that he was about to die, he wanted to ask for help but kept all his voices in his throat.

The attitude of refusing others to approach despite clearly needing help from others.

"What the hell are you thinking!" Aoki Division couldn't help asking angrily.

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Saeko Busujima often wonders what makes her have such an irresistible bloodthirsty urge.

What is it that makes me feel an indescribable pleasure from my heart when I slash with a wooden knife and destroy others.

She couldn't figure it out.

But she knew when the bloodthirsty violent desire in her heart was strongest—that was when she was disappointed in herself.

She clearly remembered how entangled and painful she was when she first realized that she liked Aoki Tsukasa.