My Daily Life with Gosara Ayase/my Sister Can't Be Ayase's Little Angel

Just like that, Ryunosuke made it, and the girl assembled it.

Once assembled, the girl handed it to the person next to her.

They glued the slogan, beautified it, and set it aside.

Ryunosuke stepped on the saw wood with his feet and watched as the girl's remaining parts were assembled.

Then, she slightly lifted her long skirt and stepped on the stool to saw wood.

Ryunosuke hurriedly turned his head and adjusted his body slightly.

Pretend to know nothing.

Time fell to the ground with flying sawdust.

It's been almost an hour, and Rao is Ryunosuke, a boy, and his waist is a little sore.

This has only done a mere 6.And the girl next to her has already done 8.

After looking at Ryunosuke, she said, "Give me some wood and make one for you."

Ryunosuke, who was a little embarrassed, handed the wood over, trying his best not to look at her legs.

Looking at Ryunosuke's slightly embarrassed look, she chuckled lightly:

"It's okay, I'm wearing shorts. Not just me, but all the girls here."

Long Zhisuke responded and smiled twice, and he knew it.

With a click, the door opened, and people entered.Before anyone came in, the words came in first.

"Ounaisang (sister), here I come."

Ryunosuke, who had his back facing him, ignored it, but slowly put down the saw.

Then I stood up and stretched my waist, although I repeated it several times during the production process.

"Finally done." Ryunosuke sighed with relief.

"Fujioka, your sister is here again." The person behind said with a smile.

Some people also said: "Misaki-chan, let my sister kiss."

The girl next to Ryunosuke smiled slightly: "Misaki, I'm here." She waved her hand.lazy person listening to books om

A cute girl came over and hugged the girl next to Ryunosuke.

Seeing the group of them talking, Ryunosuke also felt that it was time to leave.

He looked at the girl, Fujioka-san, pointed at the door, and signaled that he was leaving.

Fujioka-san stopped, approached slightly, and said, "Thank you. My name is Fujioka Ming. What's your name?"

Although it was a bit unexpected, he said slowly: "Aragaki Ryunosuke."

"Aragaki-san, thank you today."

Ryunosuke waved back and said, "It's a small matter." Seeing that they were talking, he thought it would be better to leave.

"Then I'll go first."

Fujioka smiled and said, "Goodbye."

Ryunosuke turned around and was about to leave, he didn't wait for Manami and Kyosuke.

Because Kyosuke is not here, Mana is really crowded with girls, so let's go first.

Going out and closing the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, he was not as relaxed as he seemed to be among the girls.

However, when he saw Fujioka-san cutting things, he thought he was being rejected and bullied by the girls.

After all, it's a little bit hard for girls to do this kind of physical work.

But now it seems that Fujioka-san is not alone, which is really good.

When I went out, I saw that the kendo club was practicing uniformly, so I didn't bother Akagi and went out alone.

"Fur" Ryunosuke blew the cherry blossom petals that were about to fall on his mouth and walked alone.

Maybe next year, you can walk on this road with the black cat.

In fact, he didn't want to join the kendo club, but he didn't want to talk too much and hurt his friendship with Akagi.Go, or let Akagi give up.

I'm so sorry, Akagi.

Kendo here is just a sport.

In the local kendo, exercise the body in the early stage, basic attack posture, and learn to win by resourcefulness in the later stage.

It is clearly stated that kendo is not used to kill, not to kill is to win, to not be killed is to win.

In the later period, kendo must learn Sun Tzu's art of war and the like, and use the art of war to defeat others.

A kendo master is bound to become a strategist.

A kendo master who is not a strategist must be a fake.

To sum up, it is a physical activity that cultivates the mind and body.