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68. Blade up

Kendo Temple is a gentle building. Four people followed Fuwu Qiuzai through the yard and walked into the house. They took off their shoes before entering the house and placed neatly in the corridor outside the house.

A wave was hanging on the wall opposite the door, and a long table with a long knife placed underneath.

A long knife is quietly placed on the knife holder, with the tip of the knife facing up, the handle of the knife facing down, and the edge facing inward; the pattern of the knife is delicate but not complicated; the dark red scabbard style is simple, and there is only a simple cherry blossom pattern close to the top of the belt.

"Sit down, I'll pour tea." Fuwu Qiuzao picked up the tea tray on the low table in the middle of the house and walked towards the next room.

Kasuhino Chisaka sat down on the futon next to the low table.

Asakawa Yu retracted his gaze toward the long sword, and accidentally saw the girls' calves wrapped in white stockings, and subconsciously looked at her.

pity,

The over-knee skirt of Mikakhama's school uniform was sitting properly dispersed, covering the girl's feet.

"What do Youjun want to see?" Haruhino Chisaka noticed his gaze and patted the futon beside her, "Come and sit here~"

Yuki Asakawa pulled Ziming Weiyo to the long sword and observed curiously.

"...It's nothing." Asakawa Yu hesitated for a moment, and finally walked over and sat next to her.

"I can open it for you~" Haruhino Chisaka leaned against his ear and blew in a low voice, full of deceptive power with a tempting voice.

“…”

Kasuhino Chisaka lifted the corner of her skirt.

Yuuki Asakawa looked at the yard outside with light rain.

He has a noble character and naturally he will not do anything like peeking at a girl's footsteps. Even if the other party takes the initiative to tempt his integrity, it will not shake his upright heart.

The girl chuckled and put down the corner of her skirt, "No chance~"

The slight airflow caused by the pronunciation made his ear tips itchy, which reached his heart, and even brought a hint of regret.

After a while, Fuwu Qiuzao brought the tea up.

"Please use ordinary sencha."

Although she said it was ordinary sencha, the color of the tea was darker than that of the soaked Sawaguchi.

Haruhino Chisaka took a small mouthful and placed it lightly on the table.

Asakawa Yu also took a sip and could only taste it better, but he could not taste the difference.

Zhiming Weiyang took a sip as he imitated Haruhino Chisaka, and then frowned.

Yuki Asakawa didn't like drinking tea, so he didn't go to touch it, but looked at Fuya Akihara curiously.

"Is it the senior sister Fuya from Kendo Club?"

"Yeah." Fuwu Qiuzao sat on the futon in a standard sitting position. He put down the cup of tea in his hand, nodded his head gently, and always had a gentle but not close smile on his face. "Because there was an injury on his arm, he did not attend the sports festival."

"Senior Fuya and Yuu know each other?"

"I happened to meet last Monday, and then I met several times by coincidence. I am really destined to be together." Fuya Qiuzao replied with a smile.

Yuki Asakawa lowered his head, suddenly felt a little unhappy, and muttered in a low voice,

"After Yu started to go to school, he met many women..."

"Because Asakawa Suan is very good in terms of appearance and grades, it is normal for her to be loved by girls." His voice was not small enough, and he was heard by Fuya Akihara.

So my cheeks turned red and my head became lower.

"Is that knife from Fuwusan?"

"Well~(No)" Fukuya Akihaya shook his head, "It's the Kaji School's Yidao River, which is the school where Principal Kaji is located, the sword of a senior more than a hundred years ago."

"Then why..."

The blade is facing upwards, and it should be placed when the owner is alive.

"The senior lost to the other party in the battle of life and death with the enemy... the sword passed down."

Fuya Akira no longer spoke, and Asakawa Yu no longer continued to ask questions.

The room became quiet and only the faint sound of rain was heard.

"The one who duels with that senior is my great-grandfather." Fuyu Akihara said again, his tone was calm, "Fuyu is Shintoru, and he has a conceptual disagreement with Kajisai Yidaoru."

"'The winner will place the sword of the defeated one upwards.' It was the agreement made before the duel."

"It was originally a cover-up to conceal his death from his relatives from his friends and relatives, so as to avoid destroying the relationship between the two schools. But after all, this kind of thing cannot be concealed all the time. Over time, the truth of the past will be revealed."

"The two schools did indeed trigger conflicts and the relationship deteriorated as my grandfather and the two predicted."

"But the upward arrangement of the blade has not changed, until now."

"Well..." Fuwu Qiuzao suddenly relaxed his body and stretched his arms lazily. "Now the world is peaceful, even the sword that pursues the 'one-hit kill' is gradually focusing on skills."

"But even so, it will not change the unpopularity of Yidao Liu. Perhaps the Kendo Conference at Mikagehama High School has a mission to pass on Yidao Liu to Jishou..."

Asakawa Yuki and Zizhimio listened very attentively, even though these had nothing to do with them.

"Then is the Kendo Club studying Yidao River or Shindo River now?" Asakawa Yuki raised his hand and looked at Fukuya Akihaya curiously as if he asked a question in class.

"No matter what school it is, the basic practice is the same. Now most of the members of the Kendo Club are practicing basic moves." Minister Fukuya replied patiently, then looked at Asakawa Yu with a smile.

"After that being said, Asagawa Sang's kendo is also very powerful, and it is a genre I have never seen before."

"Hey? Does Yuki Yuki do kendo, too?" Asakawa Yuki was a little surprised.

The topic suddenly turned to him, caught off guard, "I just understood a little..."

"Very modest."

Fuwuqiuzai stood up and went to pick up a wooden knife next to him.

Holding a knife in his right hand, he imitated Asagawa Yuu's clean and neat action in front of everyone.

It is eight or nine points similar, and he has to admit that Fuya Qiu has a high talent for kendo, and he can only record it after just a glance.

"So handsome..." Zhiming Weiyang looked at Fuwu Qiuzao and couldn't help but clapped his palms.

"This is the move that Asakawa San used when he was competing with a member of the Kendo Club at that time, and he defeated the opponent in two or three strokes."

Fuya Qiuzai changed another move, and the wooden knife he swung out became more powerful, and the sound of air rupture in the air was heard, "This is the move of Shinto Flow."

"Samkawa's moves and skills are taken into account, but he does not pursue artistic quality. He is completely practical and can see the shadows of many schools... Generally speaking, it is closer to Shintori."

Put the wooden knife away and repositioned it on the shelf next to the interior. Fukuya Akizaki looked at Asakawa Yu, "Samkawa, can you tell me about your Kendo school?"

"..." Asakawa Yu did not respond.

His kendo skills and experience are completely given by the system, and the knowledge base covers almost all the sword skills in the world.

The few strokes he swung were made by him relying on his understanding of kendo after receiving knowledge.

It can even be said that it is not considered a move because there is no corresponding name...

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it," the girl in a kendo suit walked under the eaves and looked at the clear sky.

Looking back, there was a touch of seriousness on his face that was different from usual, and his eyes were full of persistence.

"I will also participate in the Kendo Conference next week. If I defeat you, I must tell me~"

“…”

Yu Asagawa saw the girl's serious eyes and nodded slightly.

"Um."

Since it is the sword skill he created, even if it is just a summary of the experience of his ancestors, he should have his own genre name...

Just take one seriously and tell her.

"Okay~" Fuya Qiuzai's tone of voice relaxed again, "The rain has stopped, and it's time for you to continue participating in the sports festival."

"See you next time."
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