Therefore, she began to gradually suppress her own strength, and even more so suppressed her bloodthirsty and madness in her heart.

Over time, the desire to fight that was suppressed by her became stronger and stronger.

Until the appearance of Hachiman, her long suppressed desire was vented.

But today, he was able to defeat himself with all his strength.

This caused Saeko Busujima to feel a different emotion in her heart.

Look at Hachiman again.

Saeko Busujima went to take a bath, and he became bored.

Apart from the Muramasa sword, there was nothing interesting in the whole kendo hall.

But how can I say that the knife is the property of his father, so it's not good for an outsider like me to pick it up and play with it casually.

Bored, he had no choice but to come to the small courtyard with running water and bamboos again.

Listening to the sound of rushing water and the sound of tapping, Hachiman wanted to see if he could realize some Zen meaning in it.

But it's a pity that a guy with distracting thoughts like him can't comprehend Zen or something.

Just then, the doorbell of Busujima's house rang again.

Looking back at the direction of the bathroom, he found that there was no sign of Saeko Busujima coming out, so Yawata had no choice but to get up and open the door by himself.

Come to the porch and open the door.

He saw three unexpected guests appear in front of him.

This is a combination of two young girls and an old man.

Standing at the front was the old man, wearing a black samurai uniform and a pair of wooden clogs.

The old man's long white hair and beard looked like an angry lion, with a cut scar on his right eye. Just standing in front of Hachiman gave people a majestic and terrifying aura inexplicably.

This is... Nakiri Senzaemon!

I didn't expect to see this Yuanyue's commander-in-chief here.

When I met Yukihira Soshin and Yukihira Seiichiro father and son in Tokyo before, Hachiman guessed that there might be other people who eat halberds in this world.

So he also checked some information through the Internet, and he was sure enough.

The Yuanyue chaebol, one of the four top chaebols in Neon, has assets exceeding hundreds of trillions, and almost controls the entire food industry of Neon. More than 70% of the food import and export trade is related to it, and it also involves some tourism and manufacturing industries.

Not only that, the Yuanyue chaebol also controls the assessment and management of all star-rated restaurants in Neon. It can be said that as long as the restaurants in Neon want to be rated for star ratings, they must go through the hands of Yuanyue.

The affiliated Yuanyue Tea Lao Cuisine Park is a holy place for all neon chefs.

In recent decades, it has continuously sent excellent cooking talents to all parts of the world.

The chefs of Yuanyue are constantly winning various international awards, which makes Yuanyue Academy's status in the entire culinary world naturally rise with the tide.

If there is any culinary school in Asia that can compete with Yuanyue, it is the New Oriental of China.

But that's all off topic.

Looking at Nakiri Senzaemon not far in front of him, Hachiman sighed a little. No one could have imagined that this dignified old man turned out to be the ruler of a top chaebol.

After watching the big man, Hachiman turned his attention to the two young girls behind the old man.

One of them has long, smooth golden hair, a pair of purple eyes that are piercing, and a strand of hair that looks like an elf's ear beside her ears. Her upper body is as plump as Saeko Busujima's. Her clothes were held up high, her slender legs were covered with black stockings, and her feet were a pair of small black leather shoes.

The long golden hair is shining in the sun, and there is a little pride on the face, like a little peacock.

It seems that this is the "God Tongue" Nakiri Erina.

And the other girl has short shoulder-length wine red hair, her red eyes flashed a hint of admiration from time to time when she looked at Erina, her chest was also well-developed and plump, although not as good as Erina and Saeko, But it's enough to beat your peers.

This is Erina's little secretary, Nido Hisako, an expert in medicinal diet.

Seeing such a strange face as Hachiman who opened the door, Nakiri Senzaemon standing in front was taken aback, but then opened his mouth and said.

"Little brother, is your teacher at home now?"

Although the voice is a bit old, it can still be heard full of energy.

"teacher?"

Hearing this address, Hachiman raised his eyebrows, and then understood.

It seems that he misunderstood something, thinking that he was the new disciple of Saeko's father.

"If you're talking about Saeko-senpai, she's at home."

In Hachiman's view, Saeko Busushima, who taught him the swordsmanship of the Busushima style, is indeed half of his teacher.

"Several please come in first."

After speaking, step aside and let the three people outside the door walk into the entrance.

After closing the door, Hachiman led the three of them into the depths.

But if I let myself, a guest, lead the way for another wave of guests, maybe I did something wrong.

Fortunately, Saeko Busujima also came out of the bathroom at this time, holding a towel in her hand and constantly wiping her long wet hair.

Seeing the old man following behind Hachiman, a surprised expression appeared on her pretty face.

"Grandpa Senzaemon, why are you here?"

 

Chapter 069: Practice is Impossible to Practice

"Grandpa Senzaemon, why are you here today?" Saeko Busushima was surprised on her pretty face.

"Haha, it's Xiao Xiezi, today I'm here to pay homage to your grandfather."

Seeing the girl, Nakiri Senzaemon said with an angry smile.

At this moment, Erina and Hisako behind Senzaemon also greeted her.

"Good afternoon, Sister Xiezi."

At this time, Erina was two years younger than Saeko Busujima, and the relationship between the two families was fairly close, and for Saeko Busujima, who was Chu Qiao among girls of the same age, she could still call out her sister willingly.

"Erina, good afternoon." Hearing her voice, Saeko Busujima also greeted with a smile.

"Miss Poshishima, good afternoon."

Compared with Erina, Fei Shazi's greeting was much more formal, and it was also because she was used to her duties as a secretary.

"Well, Miss Nido, good afternoon." Saeko Busujima nodded to her as well.

Then a door was opened, and inside was a living room with a tatami floor and a low table in the middle.

"Grandpa Senzaemon, please come in and sit down first."

Several people sat together, holding a cup of tea in their hands, Nakiri Senzaemon said: "Little Saeko, isn't Masao not here today?"

Masao?

Hearing this address, Hachiman raised his eyebrows, it seems that this is the name of Saeko-senpai's father, it turned out to be Masao Busushima.

Looking at the old man in front of her, Saeko Busushima shook her head.

"Grandpa Senzaemon, it's very unfortunate that you came here. Recently, my father is abroad for kendo exchanges."

"Ah, then I forgot that Masao is already a rare swordsman in neon, haha, I always think he is still the same brat." Nakiri Senzaemon laughed loudly, and then fell into a In memory.

"I really miss the days when I learned kendo with brother Xiaoya..."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Hachiman gradually understood.

It turns out that in the early years Nakiri Senzao and Saeko’s grandfather Takaya Busujima were companions studying in the same kendo field. The two were both rivals and friends. They formed a deep friendship while learning kendo. Later, the two created a In addition to the now famous Busushima-style swordsmanship, the other created the Engetsu Zaibatsu, which is now at the apex of the entire neon.

Unfortunately, Busushima Takaya, who was not a few years older than Nakiri Senzaemon, died of cancer a few years ago.

"Hey, brother Xiaoya will be very happy if he knows that Zhengxiong has become a swordsman now."

Speaking of the swordsman, Nakiri Senzaemon couldn't help but yearn for it in his tone.

Sword master, this is the highest goal of all kendo learners in Quan Nihong. As for the higher-level sword master, it has not appeared for hundreds of years.

And Nakiri Senzaemon is only a small master in kendo now, and he is on the same level as Saeko Busujima. In addition, he is now very old, and it is basically impossible to make a breakthrough.

"Yes, I believe Grandpa will be proud when he finds out that Father has become a swordsman."

Speaking of her father, Saeko Busujima also carried a hint of pride in her tone.

"Haha, speaking of kendo, it's different from an old man like me. Saeko, you should be the next one to break through to the level of a swordsman." Hearing her words, Nakiri Senzaemon laughed.

"You think too highly of me, Grandpa Senzaemon, I'm still far from being a swordsman." Saeko Busushima shook her head.

Although it has been several years since she entered the Xiaocheng realm of Kendo, and she has reached the edge of breakthrough, she always feels that there is a very strong barrier that has been hindering her breakthrough.

However, after she and Hachiman experienced a few hearty battles, she faintly felt that the barrier had a slight sign of loosening.

"Little Saeko, you are too humble. If you still can't break through, I can't think of any other young people who can break through." Nakiri Senzaemon only thought that she was being humble.

As the commander-in-chief of the Totsuki Zaibatsu, Senzaemon is also a master of swordsmanship. He has seen countless so-called geniuses of swordsmanship, and none of them can compare to the girl in front of him.

"Of course there are kendo geniuses who are stronger than me." Bushima Yako smiled slightly, then turned to look at Hachiman who was silent at the side.

Following her gaze, Nakiri Senzaemon also looked at the young man who opened the door for them before, with some suspicion in his tone.

"Xiao Xizi, are you saying that this little brother is more talented in swordsmanship than you?"

"That's right." Saeko Busushima nodded lightly.

"Hachiman can beat me as well when he only knows the eight skills of kendo."

"What?! Knowing only the eight skills of kendo, I can draw with you, Saeko." Hearing this, Nakiri Senzaemon was a little surprised.

"Yes, and after Hachiman just learned our Busushima-style swordsmanship today, he directly defeated me." Busujima Saeko continued.

"This..."

Nakiri Senzaemon was silent for a while, with Saeko Busushima's strength, even he dare not say that he can win, and Hachiman just learned the Busushima-style swordsmanship to defeat her, this kind of swordsmanship must be It goes without saying.

Not only him, but even Erina, who knew the strength of Saeko Bujima, was a little surprised. In her impression, her Saeko had never lost among her peers, but today she lost to this unremarkable guy.

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