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

The local people believe that one must learn swordsmanship, the ancient style of swordsmanship, with the purpose of killing people.Kendo is just for children to lay the foundation.

Like Miyamoto Musashi, he is a swordsman, a strategist, and an artist.

But according to the local concept, a swordsman can be generalized.

A swordsman needs to master the art of war, but also learn from the arts to understand heaven and man, and then become a sword.

If you say Miyamoto Musashi is a kendo master, he thinks it is insulting Miyamoto Musashi, saying that his sword is just for children's play.

However, well practiced kendo is indeed of great benefit to practicing swordsmanship.

Of course, swordsmanship, which aims to kill people, is the same as Chinese martial arts, and it was naturally put away during the time of peace, leaving only the way of swordsmanship.

Besides, how could such precious things as swordsmanship and martial arts be handed over to anyone casually?It is normal to keep one or two inheritors for a lifetime.

No talent, not pleasing to the eye, the right to give money at most teach you a little superficial.

Therefore, Ryunosuke intends to ask his father if he knows any inheritors of ancient swordsmanship.

For example, Wudao Style, One Sword Style, Two Sword Style, Ertian First Class, Yin Stream, Xinyin Stream, Shinto Style, Juhe Style

My father is one of the leaders anyway, so if I introduce him, he will accept me even if he doesn't look at the monk's face or the Buddha's face, right?

Thinking about it is a little exciting.

I don't know if I will see the real world, the kind that cuts through the ten-meter mountain wall with one knife, the sword light and the sword light, and the sky-burning flame knife, the earth escape and the water escape.

Fuck, cultivating immortals, if there is something, maybe it can reverse time and space and open up the universe

"That's okay, that's okay"

Ryunosuke's voice became smaller and smaller, his eyes were like a pool of deep pools, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Chapter 44 Shocked, a fraud gang with hundreds of people appeared in a certain high school, bringing the deceived in front of women...

As soon as Ryunosuke entered the door, he heard the melodious sound of the piano, which seemed to be a unique piano piece in this world.

But maybe it's because I haven't heard it in my previous life, is Ayase practicing the piano?He thought as he changed his shoes.

He didn't say that, I came back but walked over quietly,

In the living room, Ayase is playing the piano facing the window courtyard, her fingers are flying and playing on the black and white keys like butterflies wearing flowers

Well, the dreamy and intoxicating piano music flows out of the fingertips, flies out of the window, and constitutes the sonata of spring with the green trees and flowers and butterflies

Wow, so good, is my sister still a piano master?

Ryunosuke quietly walked outside the living room and grabbed the Ding Dong dog in the middle of the stairs aside.

He sat on the stairs, put his schoolbag aside, hugged his knees, closed his eyes and listened slowly.

Piano?My ten fingers used to be like this

In the evening, Ryunosuke found a free time to ask his father alone

"Father, are there any gods in this world?"

It wasn't until you said it that you realized how embarrassing it was, but he didn't lower his head but focused on his father's expression.

Because his father may also be worried about his safety, he did not disclose it. After all, he has kept it a secret for more than ten years.

So he wants to judge by his reaction.

However, his father stared at him without showing any abnormalities, and still asked him the gentle look before.

So Ryunosuke couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, so he could only quietly watch what he had to say.

His father still had that gentle smile that made people angry: "Ryunosuke, why did you ask this question? Has anything happened recently?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but my father has the eyes of a landlord looking at his stupid son, patiently and gently explaining that the donkey under your crotch should be counted.

"Father, I want to learn swordsmanship. Guliu swordsmanship."

"Yeah." After pondering for a while, Dad said: "Alright, I can help you find a teacher, um, Guliu swordsmanship." He left with a slight smile.

Looking at his father's back, Ryunosuke felt a little confused.

The next day, Wednesday.

He is pulling himself together to learn Huaxia.

He heard that there was a Chinese language class, but he originally refused, because how could he forget his mother tongue.

But looking at the different pronunciations, he was confused, 16 tones?

Should I be proud, or should I smile bitterly?

Thinking that there will be Russian and English in the afternoon.

Although these three languages ​​are the only three remaining in the world, the others are rapidly disappearing.

But the whole school is too tortured.

After school today, various clubs are recruiting newcomers, and Akagi asked Ryunosuke to watch their performance.

Acting, hum, we learned the real skills.

Ryunosuke didn't go to Akagi, but walked around the campus casually.