Great Swordsman Ke Xue

"Senior Maori, is your mother a lawyer?"

"Well, by the way, Qingshui-kun just call me Xiaolan. We are already friends."

Xiaolan smiled generously and nodded, and asked Qingshui Koji to change her name.

"Well Xiaolan, what's your mother's personality like?"

Qingmizu Koji had a bad premonition, and it gradually became stronger.

Just by looking at Xiaolan's character, he could guess that there was a high probability that Xiaolan's mother was not the kind of lawyer he wanted to find.

He wanted Yuanzi to find him, but he was a powerful lackey who helped relatives rather than take care of things, and just did things for money. He was still the kind of lackey who looked like a human being with the golden sign of a consortium.

And Xiaolan has this innocent girl-like character and her mother.

"Let me tell you, Auntie Fei is so jealous of evil! It would be right for us to go to her for this matter!"

Sonoko's words indeed confirmed Shimizu Koji's premonition. Tsukamoto Sumi's eyes narrowed slightly at this time, and she turned to look at Shimizu Koji.

The look in her eyes was clear - is this okay?

Obviously, she also felt something was wrong.

Shimizu Koji also didn't expect such a coincidence.

But looking at the enthusiastic faces of Yuanzi and Xiaolan, it didn't take much to think about it, but it would be too hurtful to refuse them outright.

However, it may not be impossible to hate evil as much as hatred. To be honest, it may not be impossible.

Shimizu Koji felt that things went a little awry as he expected.

And this unexpectedness came from Xiaolan, whom he had never considered before.

"Then, let's find some time to meet with your mother first."

"That's actually fine this afternoon!" Xiaolan was quite excited, or rather enthusiastic.

In fact, no matter who you are, if a friend happens to encounter a problem and your parents are professionals who can help solve it, they will basically have a mentality of showing off.

What's more, for a young girl like Xiaolan, she must be very proud of her mother.

Sonoko also looked at Shimizu Koji with an eager look, not only because of Shimizu Koji's request, but also because this matter could make her best friend Xiaolan feel proud and happy.

Although it is usually nothing, Yuanzi himself knows that his life experience will definitely bring some psychological pressure to Xiaolan.

And this time, there is no doubt that handing over the home court to Xiaolan's mother is definitely a good thing that can make Xiaolan, who has been growing up in a single-parent family, feel confident and recognized.

However, before Shimizu Koji could formally answer, Tsukamoto Sumi, who had been acting as a spectator, suddenly spoke.

"No, not this afternoon."

Xiaolan and Yuanzi both let out a sigh and turned to look at her.

Tsukamoto Sumi and Shimizu Koji looked at each other and smiled confidently, "You may have forgotten that Senior Shimizu has something important to do tomorrow."

"Eh!"

"Kanto Tournament!"

Xiaolan and Yuanzi's eyes lit up, and they almost said in unison.

Shimizu Koji was also stunned. It was not that he had forgotten, but because Tsukamoto Sumi said this, it actually reminded him.

He must go to the kendo club this afternoon.

Because of Naoto Nohara's previous relationship with those seniors, Koji Shimizu was a little speechless, and he was indeed a little inflated by them.

And if he can't use the Sharingan, he may, indeed, have to be more serious about this Kanto Tournament.

At least, you need to understand some of the most basic things.

"Well, let's wait until tomorrow—"

Shimizu Koji was nodding his head when he suddenly looked startled. At the same time, Tsukamoto Sumi, who was standing on the edge of the rooftop, was also startled.

Under the blue sky, the heroic girl's skirt was suddenly rolled up by a naughty wind, sticking to her front and back like lotus leaves sticking to the water.

The whole thing is like a new lotus.

It’s just that the lotus heart is blue and white striped.

Fortunately, the rooftop of Tsukamoto Sumi Station faces the park next to Teitan. Otherwise, it might not be possible to say how dazzling the scenery is.

"ah--!"

Almost at the same time, Xiaolan and Yuanzi screamed and quickly held down their skirts.

But the only one who actually suffered was Tsukamoto Sumi, who was standing at the edge and was the first to be attacked.

She didn't scream like Xiaolan and Yuanzi, but visible to the naked eye, her fair cheeks also had a blush, and there was a rare shyness belonging to a girl between her heroic brows. However, if you look closely, If so, the shame and annoyance would be more.

After glaring hard at Koji Shimizu, who was still avoiding the situation, Tsukamoto Sumi quickly stretched out her hand to straighten the hem of her skirt, and at the same time, she also moved away from the rooftop.

But in fact, all this happened in just two or three seconds. When Koji Shimizu reacted, he was already stared at.

He rubbed his nose helplessly to cover up his embarrassment a little.

But he didn't think it was a big deal, it was just blue and white stripes, and it wasn't like he hadn't bought it before.

But at this moment, his thoughts went astray, and a strange look flashed across Qingmizu Koji's eyes. He faintly felt that his face felt a little hot, but it was more like his illusion.

I didn't feel anything before, even if I found out Huihara Ai's identity not long afterward.

But as we got along with each other day by day, especially after the past two days, Koji Shimizu suddenly thought about it and felt that something was not quite right.

And if Tsukamoto Sumi looked over at this time and found that Shimizu Koji was a little distracted, the misunderstanding might be deepened.

But if he knew that Koji Shimizu was thinking of a special little loli because of her, it might be more than just a misunderstanding.

——

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, after class, Koji Shimizu carried his handbag and came to the kendo club he had not seen for a long time.

In fact, it's not a long time ago, but the exaggerated time changes always make people feel like they haven't been there for a long time.

As for the arrival of Koji Shimizu, the people of the Kendo Club did not have any special welcome ceremony, and even Nohara Naoto did not come out to greet him as diligently as before.

Because, at this time, there was a fierce selection competition going on in the Kendo Club.

"noodle!"

"Sakata Ryosuke Katsu!"

"The next group, Ichiro Iwasaki versus Taichi Yamanaka!"

Today's kendo is a trial for the hopeful and passionate youngsters in the kendo club after a month of crazy training.

Although the Kanto Tournament is called a tournament, it is actually just a competition between several prefectures in the Tokyo area, so the regulations are not too strict.

For example, participants can be replaced before the official competition starts, as long as they are on the previous registration list.

As for the so-called registration list, Shimizu Koji only found out later that Nohara Naoto had done a great job and just filled in all the names of everyone in a club.

It was unprecedented, and it taught a good lesson to the organizing committee of the Kanto Competition. It is estimated that next time, the rules will be specially revised to limit this situation.

"Hey, Qingshui is here."

"Huh? It's Shimizu-san."

Shimizu Koji took off his wooden sword from the sword stand and turned around. The members of the kendo club watching the competition had spontaneously opened a wide path for him.

In the distance, Naoto Nohara, who was sitting behind the referee's bench, was already waving to him.

No one here calls Shimizu Koji his junior. If Japan's age and seniority were not so deeply rooted in their bones, many people might prefer to call them senior, because that not only expresses their respect, but is also very smooth.