I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma returned to the classroom after participating in the kendo club's morning training.

As soon as he sat firmly on the stool, which was still cold, Yamada Yoichi came over and said triumphantly: "Tomorrow is the national simulation. Kiryu-san must be determined to be the first in the class, right?"

Kazuma raised his head and glanced at Yamada Yoichi.

At this moment, he suddenly understood something that he had never understood before.

When Kazuma watched One Piece in his last life, after learning the true identity of red-haired Shanks, he couldn't figure out why Shanks didn't just slap the bandits who were causing trouble in the first episode of One Piece and let him Those bandits are riding on the face.

Why did he have to wait until Luffy's life was threatened before taking action, and even lost one of his hands?

How frustrating this is!

Now that Kazuma saw Yamada Yoichi coming to ride on his face, he immediately understood.

People who have seen big scenes will have a higher threshold. Kazuma doesn't care about a small role like Yamada Yoichi now.

Since you don't care, you won't be angry because of his behavior.

However, Kazuma may not be as strong as Red-haired Shanks, so he hasn't completely ignored Yoichi Yamada as nothing, but he is still a little unhappy.

So he began to think about how to return this discomfort to Yamada Yoichi.

Can I bet directly on whether I can get the first place in the exam? No, chicken... The chairman of the committee has concluded that Kazuma will definitely not get first place in this exam.

It would be even more unpleasant if we didn't get back the chance to make this bet.

Or just bet on the scores in math and English? But Yoichi Yamada wouldn’t be stupid enough to bet on superior subjects with Kazuma...

Just as Kazuma was thinking about it, the Chairman suddenly appeared next to Kazuma's desk, gently pushed up his glasses and asked: "It seems that in Yamada-san's heart, he must be number one?"

"No, no, with a strong person like Kiryu-san, how can I dare to praise such a Haikou?" Although Yamada Yoichi said this, the expression on his face was full of "Yes, I am the number one." word.

Looking at Yamada Yoichi's expression, Kazuma once again confirmed that he would no longer be angry with such a small character. Now he didn't even feel the same discomfort just now, because he knew that the chairman would slap this guy in the face.

I don't know why Kazuma is so convinced. It is obvious that he and the Chairman have not established any substantial "relationship".

The chairman pushed up his glasses slightly and said, "You don't have to do this. I have been studying with Mr. Hema during the golden week. I know his current level."

As soon as the Chairman finished speaking, some students began to boo.

But the chairman immediately used his huge lung capacity and volume to suppress the coaxing: "But! Even though Mr. Hema can't pass you now, you have still lost your top spot in this class forever. ! Cherish the last day when you are still 'number one in the class'."

"Huh?" Yamada Yoichi couldn't hold on to the contemptuous expression on his face. It was obvious that he was a little angry, "What did you say? Besides Kiryu Kazuma, who else can shake my number one position? This is actually It’s the last day I’m number one in the class, are you kidding me?”

The chairman tilted his head: "Well, indeed, my statement was not rigorous. The results will not be released until next week. To be precise, you can stay at the top of the class for another week."

Yamada Yoichi lost control of his emotions. He laughed strangely and asked, "Then who will be the new number one? If it's not Kiryu-san, could it be you?"

"Yes." The Chairman replied calmly.

"Just because of you? Just because of your perennial ranking of tenth?"

"It's up to me." The chairman of the committee, Jinguji Tamamo, was completely unmoved. She exuded a strong and confident aura, which made everyone around her feel that she might really be able to do it.

Kazuma glanced above her head, and sure enough he saw the new entry.

The entry is called: Anger turns beauty into beauty

Chairman, please wait for me!

Kazuma now wants to pull the chairman out and let her understand which of them is a boy and who is a girl.

Oh my god, what's going on with this girl? Is she attacking so fiercely?

Kazuma began to wonder how much longer he could carry it.

Yamada Yoichi, who couldn't see the entry and couldn't understand the aura exuded by the chairman, sneered and said: "Okay, very good! It seems that the local girl in our class has also ushered in her youth! Good!"

Kazuma thought to himself, are you blind? How can the chairman of the committee be called a local girl? If she were to wear this outfit on the street in the 21st century, everyone would think she was a model for a street shoot, right?

That’s all, aesthetics is not good in this era.

Yamada Yoichi returned to his seat angrily. Kazuma glanced at the chairman and asked, "Is it okay? What if you don't pass him..."

"That's impossible." The chairman said firmly, "Do you know which two have the most stable grades in this class?"

He Mayi listened, two of you? I guessed something at that time, so I tentatively answered: "It's... you and me?"

"Yes, you stabilize the rear end of the crane, and I stabilize the tenth place. So the question is, why can I stabilize the tenth place?"

Kazuma thought, no way.

"Did you control your points accurately?"

The chairman smiled slightly.

Kazuma found this smile a bit creepy for no reason.

**

On the evening of the back-to-school day, Shigeru Ikeda arrived at the convenience store where he worked on time. He worked the late shift today.

It is quite common in Japan for high school students to work part-time like this.

Convenience stores and izakayas all arrange shifts flexibly according to the schedules of part-time student workers.

"Ikeda-kun, here we come." The store manager was counting the money in the cash register behind the counter when he heard the door ring and looked up.

"Hello, store manager." Shigeru Ikeda bowed to the store manager politely.

For the former delinquent boy, this action made him particularly uncomfortable.

You must know that he, along with Miura's group of people, severely mocked the weak office workers for being submissive to their bosses.

Now think about it, didn't the Yakuza bow to their bosses all day long? Why on earth did I feel that the Yakuza's bowing was a sign of respect from the bottom of their hearts, and that office workers were just submissive?

After saying hello, Shigeru Ikeda walked through the counter and entered the staff room at the back, picked up his work badge and put it in the time clock.

At this time, the store manager asked: "You should shave your head as a requirement of the sports club, right? Don't you need to train in the afternoon?"

Shigeru Ikeda's heart skipped a beat, but he immediately realized that the store manager had not seen through the truth about the bald man, so he casually made up a response: "I... retired early because of some things."

"That's it. It's obviously the last summer of high school, but you can't go to Koshien. This will be a lifelong regret for you." The store manager said, seeming to regard Shigeru Ikeda as a baseball boy.

"By the way," the store manager put all the counted money into the cash register, pushed the drawer of the machine in and closed it, then turned around and picked up a magazine and handed it to Shigeru Ikeda, "In this issue of "Shounen Saturday", the I bought a work by a newcomer named An Dayun, called "CONTACT", it's about baseball, you should like it."

Shigeru Ikeda actually had no interest in baseball at all, but he couldn’t refuse the store manager’s enthusiastic recommendation, so he took the thick magazine.

Japanese comics magazines are as thick as bricks, probably because these magazines never publish the more space-saving "four-in-one" comics.

The cover of this issue is obviously the baseball comic that the store manager mentioned. The baseball boy who should be the protagonist has a face full of confidence, and the simple brushstrokes reveal the vigor and beauty of youth.

Store manager: "How about it? One look at this cover picture and you know that the author will be a great person, right?"

"Yes." Shigeru Ikeda nodded. He suddenly had a fantasy. The cover of the magazine in his hand suddenly turned into a kendo boy. It was also full of youthful vitality and beautiful lines, and it was his face that was outlined by Shigeru Ikeda.

How wonderful it would be.

With this thought in mind, Shigeru Ikeda opened the magazine and planned to take a look at this new serial...

At this moment, the convenience store door opened.

The store manager immediately shouted to the door: "Welcome! Wait, what do you want to do?"

Shigeru Ikeda, who was originally planning to follow the store manager and shout welcome, suddenly realized something. He looked nervously at the door and saw Miura rushing in with Asano, who was covered in blood.

Irie, who came in last, shouted to Ikeda Shigeru: "Ah Shigeru, he is from Nange!"

Miura shouted: "Run, Amao!"