Dayuan's eyes returned to Wu Geng.

Every time he got closer, she could see the sweat on his cheeks and hear his slight breathing.

Attack again and again and fail again and again.

On the contrary, she was wondering why everyone was chasing forward, running and running, running and running. Dayuan seldom considered what the future would be like.

only--

For the first time, I have someone I admire - other than my father.

Seeing Wugeng's figure on TV, for the first time, I had some kind of touching emotion. I wanted to change, and I felt a sense of joy like breaking free from a cage. As the singing and dancing ended, everything was as usual, ordinary.

Momoko and Kagoshima, she was still in the same place. This made her feel relieved and regretful at the same time.

She remembered that at that time, she stared at Wu Geng's firm and decisive face, stretched out her hand towards the TV, and thought, ah, when will I be able to do this too?

The distance between the two is more than just an idol and a fan.

Maybe, even if Wu Geng is not an idol, at some point, Dayuan will still have the same feeling when he meets her, which includes envy, longing, and an inferiority complex that he can never achieve.

She likes things that shine and heat, although sometimes they feel a little dazzling and too far away from her.

Dayuan had no intention of attacking, so she involuntarily stretched out the bamboo knife in her hand. Just like the hand she involuntarily stretched out when she first met Wu Geng in front of the TV, just like the hand she involuntarily stretched out when she tried to catch it.

Sakura petals swaying in the air.

She was sure she was trying to catch something.

Although that thing is still ethereal and changing shape.

Although, now she doesn't know what she wants.

The moment the bamboo knife stretched out, her defensive posture fell away.

Wu Geng's eyes lit up and he spotted the opportunity to attack.

Even if she tried to block it with the retraction movement, she might not be successful. So Dayuan stretched out the bamboo knife into the distance with all her strength. In a trance, she seemed to see the petals of the cherry blossom floating on the tip of the bamboo knife, and then she felt her arm

A slight shock.

Both sides score points.

That was also the first time that the two of them scored points in a kendo competition almost at the same time.
Chapter completed!