The heroines want to confess

After the blow, Sakurai put away the knife.

"Effective attack!!"

"Sakurai!!! One!!!" Kojima, standing on Sakurai's side, announced his victory in this round.

The other side.

"Foul, Miyazaki." Daimon Saburo frowned.

This guy, doesn’t he know that shoulders and feet can’t be hit in kendo competitions? !

Moreover, there is no armor at all on the shoulder. Even if it is a bamboo sword, the pain from being hit is not comparable to that of a fall while running!

"I'm sorry, teacher, I originally wanted to attack his face, but he dodged it."

"Learn to hold back your strength next time! Kendo is not about fighting, hold on tight!" Daimon Saburo said solemnly.

"Yes!"

Ikki Miyazaki didn't do it on purpose.

But as a result, he was satisfied.

I lost a book, but it hurt my opponent's shoulder. It was not a loss at all.

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"How could it be so fast? I didn't even see it clearly!"

A girl whispered.

She just heard a strange scream from Ikki Miyazaki, and then Sakurai turned around and counterattacked with a handsome waist to win.

"Won?" Siye, who was also watching the battle, was confused.

She doesn't understand the rules of kendo at all.

"We won. Saki-kun hit an effective position." Mijiu said.

As a female, Sanjiu naturally knows some rules of kendo.

But she didn't see it clearly just now.

The angle is bad.

There was almost no time for the two of them to have sex.

Yotsuba nodded confusedly, then glanced at Sanjiu's socks, "Sanjiu, why are you still wearing pantyhose on such a hot day?"

"...I'm not hot." Sanjiu wiped the sweat from his forehead gently.

Pantyhose can be put on just by relying on your momentum!Even though it's summer!

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within the venue.

The two returned to the starting point again.

Sakurai Saki frowned slightly. The opponent's attack just now made him a little unhappy. His current physical fitness can only reach the limit of the human body. No matter what kind of kendo competition, he cannot exert extraordinary strength. Therefore, the pain The feeling is still there.

"Round [-]!! Begin!"

Accompanied by Daimon Saburo's voice.

Sakurai stepped forward first and raised the tip of the sword. At this moment, the gap in his waist was exposed to his opponent.

Miyazaki Ikki's eyes narrowed, the opponent's target was his head!

Now that he knows the opponent's goal, he will naturally not let go of this opportunity.

but!

He was just about to strike the opponent's waist sideways and replicate Sakurai's previous attack, but he didn't expect that Sakurai's upper attack speed was faster than he expected!soon!No!It's ridiculously fast!

The bamboo sword grew larger and larger in Miyazaki's field of vision, and it was about to reach him in an instant.

Fortunately, Ikki Miyazaki had practiced kendo since he was a child, and relied on muscle memory to quickly raise the bamboo sword upward to withstand his attack.

After the sound of "touch!"

Their bamboo knives were pressed against each other.

After a few seconds.

"Separate!!" Daimon Saburo said.

In kendo, this situation is called "cross-e". After a long time, the referee will let the two people separate and return to the original position.

Sakurai took a few steps back, his face still expressionless.

next second.

He moved forward again, but he did not raise the tip of the sword to attack. Instead, he moved forward slightly and aimed at Miyazaki's hand.

'He's going to attack the hand?' '

Ikki Miyazaki took a defensive stance.

'wrong!It's a fake move! '

Unfortunately, he was too slow to react.

The next moment, Sakurai Saki raised her bamboo sword slightly!Take it straight to the opponent's throat!

"throat!!"

This sound was like thunder on the ground!

Ikki Miyazaki was so shocked by his loud shout that he completely forgot about defense, and even subconsciously raised his head to retreat and escape.

But before he could turn around.

"Boom!" The top of the bamboo knife collided with his throat.

……

"Clap."

The bamboo knife in Miyazaki Ikki's hand fell to the wooden floor due to the severe pain.

During the game, dropping the bamboo knife was considered a foul, but he no longer cared about the game at the moment.

He slowly knelt in front of Sakurai, his hands on the ground, and his vision gradually became blurred.

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"Effective attack!!"

"Sakurai! Victory!!" After Kojima declared victory, he glanced at Sakurai who was slowly taking off his helmet on the field.

A few strands of hair stuck to his forehead due to sweat drops.

After shaking his head, Sakurai smiled at Kojima.

'...'

Minister Kojima suddenly regretted inviting him to the competition.

'He stabs the monkey whenever he disagrees. This guy is not an economical person either. '

The attack just now was obviously in response to the opponent's attack on the shoulder, and it was obviously for revenge.

Moreover, there was no thought of relieving the force. If Miyazaki hadn't been wearing armor, he might not have been stabbed directly to the crematorium.

It was taunting one second, and turning to gray the next.

Kojima feels funny just thinking about it.

Chapter 193 Successfully Joined the Department

This competition started suddenly and ended quickly.

It felt a bit anticlimactic. Although the development could not be seen clearly, everyone saw Ikki Miyazaki kneeling in front of Sakurai, as if begging for mercy from his Dogeza.

'What a shame. 'That's what the onlookers thought.

Most of them don't understand the game, so they don't think it's awesome.

But everyone in the Kendo Club who knows something knows that the two of them had a lot of games in just a few seconds.

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"Hey! You guys, take him to rest!"

Daimon Saburo called a few boys to help Miyazaki Ikki down.

Miyazaki-san is not bad at skills, but he has a very arrogant temper. This time, it is a good thing to be beaten by a new member.

As for whether there will be any grudges or personal disputes between the two, Saburo Daimon, as the instructor, does not care.

Rather, some grievances are better and are conducive to progress.

Instead of being a headless fly without a goal, it is better to find an enemy and work hard to get revenge.

After calling everyone, Daimon Saburo turned to look at Sakurai, who had taken off his protective gear, and praised: "The 'attack' just now was very good. He was passed by you."

"In general kendo competitions, the success rate of attacking the throat is extremely low. He probably didn't think you would attack there, so he relaxed his vigilance."

The attack he is talking about is a term in kendo, that is, seme, a technique that uses pressure to force the opponent to give the opponent the illusion of being attacked, thereby creating a vulnerability for the opponent.

It sounds mysterious, but it is actually a feint, or in other words, a fake move.

Kendo is not a metaphysics, it is just a competitive event, nothing unusual.

"Will something happen to him?" Sakurai, the weasel, actually became concerned about the chicken's safety.

Sakurai was afraid that he might accidentally cause a problem for him, and then another legend about Sakurai's general affairs in the school would be added.

To be honest, his confession some time ago has brought his prestige to an unprecedented height. If there is another legend about "stabbing the kendo club's chief candidate to death with one sword", Sakurai will have a headache.

The persona he originally set for himself was that of a sunny and handsome boy.

Don't turn into a big devil who kills without blinking an eye and floutes school rules.

That's not so good.

"It's okay. The protective gear on the head is the protective area under the gold face. If he hadn't been frightened by you and raised his head just now, he wouldn't have fallen to the ground." Daimon Saburo felt that he needed to add more protection to his members. A stab in the throat drill.

However, in normal matches, no one attacks such a part with a very low success rate, which feels a bit wasteful.

There will be a competition in half a month, so I really don’t have time.

"That's good." Sakurai breathed a sigh of relief, his face full of guilt.

...pretending!

Damn it, if you dare to hit me on the shoulder and you still don’t hold back, I’ll be polite to you if I don’t stab you to the hospital.

General Manager Sakurai has a strong desire for revenge. As a superpower, he has no burden for such things. Fortunately, he has recently fallen in love and has calmed down a little. Revenge will not hurt people's lives.

Otherwise... hum.

Is this a good change?Well, I guess, at least he seems like an ordinary person.

"You go and fill in the application for the department." Daimon Saburo added: "Morning practice starts at 6 o'clock every morning, practice after school lasts until 7 o'clock, and training starts during the summer vacation. Is that acceptable?"

"..." Sakurai was silent for a few seconds and looked at Kojima aside: "Kojima, I may not be able to help you with this."

"You mean, you want to give tutoring to those five sisters?" Minister Kojima wanted to confirm.

"……Um."

In fact, this is not the main reason.

Sakurai's superpowers are changed on time at 6 o'clock every day, which is more accurate than an alarm clock. He is afraid that if he changes his powers and fails to control them well, he will cause trouble to the members of the Kendo Club.

By then, let alone the competition, several people may have disappeared.

"Actually, our morning exercise is to practice physical fitness and posture, and we will do a long-distance run before practice. You can come or not in the morning." Kojima squinted his eyes and thought. As he thought, the expression on his face gradually changed. Become vicious.

Similar to Shirogane, he always subconsciously shows a scary expression.

But both of them are kind-hearted and warm.

"But we have to spar after school, and you also have the work of student council and tutor." Kojima said, sighing: "It's a bit difficult."