Kanagawa Taoist College Students

Li Xuehao and the other three didn't wait outside for long. Soon, Miho Honma came out.

Today she is different from the last two times I saw her. She is wearing a kendo uniform. The top is white and the hakama underneath is black. The two completely different colors look very impactful.

She has beautiful and delicate facial features, but she has no makeup and no earrings, but she is still a beautiful girl full of youthful vitality.

"Hi, you're here." Miho Honma greeted her easily, as if she were an old friend whom she has known for a long time. Her familiar personality is really hard to dislike.

"Yes." Midori Sawai smiled slightly.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you your name before." Miho Honma said. He was about to spar with someone, but he only remembered to ask your name now, so as not to get too nervous.

"My name is Midori Sawai, and I am currently studying at the Faculty of Law at Kyoto University." Midori Sawai briefly introduced himself.

"Sawai..." Miho Honma held her chin and thought for a while, but couldn't think of any kendo celebrities named Sawai. In the end, she simply didn't think about it and said with some embarrassment, "I may not be able to spar with you now. Wait a minute, what do you think?"

"Okay." Midori Sawai nodded. Although they had agreed to spar, she would not force it when the other party was obviously in trouble. However, it was also necessary to meet the master. "Can I meet the old sword master?"

Miho Honma hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Please follow me." As she said that, she waved to the three of them.

Li Xuehao and the other two took off their shoes and stepped onto the wooden corridor. Under the leadership of Honma Miho, the three of them entered a large room.

In fact, it can't be said to be a room, it looks more like a living room, but there are no modern appliances and facilities, not even a stool or sofa.

The room is in a standard tatami style, with everyone kneeling and sitting on the futon.

In the middle of the living room, an old man is sitting on his knees. He has long white hair and is neatly combed. He looks quite old, but there are not many wrinkles on his face, and even though he is sitting on his knees, But it can be seen that his frame is very large. If he stood up, he would be 1.8 to 1.9 meters tall.

This is an old man with a strong body, whose specific age cannot be determined. Just like the Chiba abbot of Chiba Shrine, his appearance alone gives people the demeanor of a reclusive master.

But unlike Abbot Chiba, his chin did not have a beard. Instead, it was smooth, as if he shaved it frequently.

If nothing unexpected happens, he should be the best swordsman in the world, Shinichiro Honma.

On the left and right sides of the old man, there were three people kneeling on each side. Among them, the young woman who had just come in to inform Miho Honma was the first on the right hand of the old man, which proved that her status was obviously the highest among the others present.

There is also a middle-aged man and woman, the man is wearing a suit and leather shoes, and the woman is wearing an off-white professional skirt. The two of them are sitting under the noble young woman.

Of the three people on the left, the one sitting at the head was a young man, probably about the same age as the young woman. He was handsome, elegant, and full of bookish smell. He was the kind of flower that would cause screams when walking on the street. Beautiful man.

As for the other two, they are all young men dressed in black. They are strong and solemn, and look more like bodyguards.

After Honma Miho came in, she didn't say anything, and even restrained her lively personality. She obediently walked to the right and knelt down with the three young women on her right.

The three of them, Li Xuehao, were inconvenient to say anything. They followed Miho Honma's example and knelt down one by one under her. Fortunately, there were enough futons, even if there were three unexpected "visitors", they would be enough to sit down.

Shinichiro Honma, who was at the head, glanced at a few people, nodded slightly, then looked at the handsome young man on the left, and continued the previous topic: "Mr. Ono, please think carefully, practicing kendo is not that easy. Not to mention that you are already in your twenties. If you start studying now, you may not necessarily achieve extraordinary results."

"I have already made up my mind. Yoko knows swordsmanship and is very good at it. If I don't know how to do it, the gap between me and Yoko will become wider and wider, so I ask the old man Sword Master to help me." The handsome young man knelt on the ground with a clear attitude. Very religious.

"Well..." Shinichiro Honma glanced at the young woman on his right, who seemed to have some pleading in his eyes. He nodded, "Okay, I will accept you as my disciple, but usually I rarely teach my disciples the basics anymore, so my granddaughter Miho will teach you basic exercises, what do you think?"

"Thank you, Old Sword Master, for your help. I will definitely practice seriously." The handsome young man knelt down and said gratefully.

"Yeah." Shinichiro Shinken nodded.

Seeing that the business was finished, Miho Honma looked at his grandfather and said, "Grandpa, these are my friends. They want to visit you."

"Hello, I'm sorry for not being well received." Shinichiro Honma looked very polite, not condescending at all, just like the old man next door. He looked very clear, but he focused more on Ze. On Jing Lu's body, "If I'm not mistaken, you are an Onmyoji?"

Sawai Midori was slightly startled, probably because he didn't expect that the other party could actually see through her true identity: "Yes, Mr. Honma."

Li Xuehao was not surprised by this. From the moment he came in, he had already noticed how powerful Honma Shinichiro was. The energy and blood in his body was dozens or hundreds of times that of Honma Miho. This was already beyond the power of an ordinary person. The limit is even stronger than Ueshiba Honami. He has already stepped into the threshold of the Tao. Although he has just stepped in and even has half a foot outside, compared to Ueshiba Honami, who has not even stepped in, she is already A huge leap.

Therefore, there is nothing special about him being able to see through Midori Sawai's identity as an onmyoji.

"Onmyoji?" Honma Miho was startled after hearing this. She seemed to have heard of or been exposed to this profession. At this time, she couldn't help but look at Midori Sawai curiously.

Most of the other people also looked at Midori Sawai. They seemed to be more curious about the profession of Onmyoji, but there was no doubt or surprise in their eyes. Obviously, they seemed to have been exposed to Onmyoji. Especially that noble young woman, when she looked at Midori Sawai, there was a hint of surprise and understanding in her eyes.

"Young lady already has extraordinary strength at such a young age. This is a remarkable achievement." Shinichiro Honma could not only see through her identity as an onmyoji, but also seemed to be able to see through her specific strength.

"Mr. Honma, thank you very much." Midori Sawai said modestly.

"So, what's the matter with you?" Shinichiro Honma asked. Although he rarely interacted with Onmyoji, he was not unfamiliar with it. He was curious about the reason why the other party came to the door.

"Grandpa, Miss Sawai came to me to learn the art of swordsmanship." Miho Honma said at the side.

"Oh?" Shinichiro Honma was a little surprised. He could tell that a person was an Onmyoji, but he couldn't directly see whether someone had practiced kendo or what their kendo strength was, so he seemed very surprised.

"Mr. Honma, I am Midori Sawai, and I study under Hiroshi Fujimoto." Midori Sawai introduced himself.

Shinichiro Honma's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and then he smiled slightly: "He is a disciple of Fujimoto, so he is not an outsider."

Miho Honma on the side was also surprised, and his eyes couldn't help but light up: "You are a disciple of the Kansai Sword Master, so I should call you senior sister."

"Junior Sister Honma." Midori Sawai said with a slight smile. Although Master Fujimoto was not a disciple of Honma Sword Master, the two schools were similar. To a certain extent, they could indeed be related.

"How is Fujimoto's health? I heard that he just celebrated his eightieth birthday last year?" Shinichiro Honma asked warmly.

"Master is very healthy and still climbs mountains every day." Midori Sawai replied respectfully.

"Haha, compared to me, he is still a young man full of energy." Sword Master Honma seemed very happy after hearing this. For a 108-year-old, 80 is indeed just a young man, "Speaking of which , I haven’t been to Kyoto Prefecture for a long time.”

"Master also said that he would come to Tokyo to visit you when." Midori Sawai said.

"I know Fujimoto. That boy often just talks about it. If he really wanted to come to Tokyo, he would have come long ago." Shinichiro Honma said with a smile, "Although he didn't come, it would be the same if you came. I also want to see if Fujimoto’s strength has declined, and who is stronger between the disciples taught by him and the disciples taught by me.”

Maybe if another person said this, he would look very competitive, but to him, it didn't feel that way at all, and his tone also seemed very relaxed, as if it was just a light joke, win or lose. It doesn't matter to him anymore. For an old man over a hundred years old, he can see everything.

"Grandpa, I will work hard." Miho Honma said on the side. Although he did not say that he would definitely win, that was almost what he meant.

Sawai Midori just smiled and said nothing.

"Master, I also want to stay and watch the battle, is that okay?" said the noble young woman on the top right hand.

"Of course, Your Highness." Shinichiro Honma nodded with a smile.

Your Highness?

Li Xuehao and Midori Sawai were stunned when they heard this title. Even Sawai Yuko couldn't help but look at the young woman curiously. "Your Highness" is not something you call casually. Only people from the royal family would call you that. So she's most likely a royal princess, and if not, at least a queen.

The emperor's direct descendants have titles. The prince and the emperor's grandson within three direct generations are called "prince", the emperor's daughter is called "prince in law", the emperor's grandson beyond three direct generations is called "king", and the emperor's granddaughter is called "queen".

"Then, I also want to stay and witness the exciting showdown." The handsome young man also said at the right time.

Shinichiro Honma agreed with a smile, and then told his granddaughter: "Miho, then you take Senior Sister Sawai to change the props, and we will go to the dojo first to wait for you."

"Yes, Grandpa." Miho Honma stood up and asked Midori Sawai to join her.

"Please!" Shinichiro Honma also stood up and extended his hand to the young woman on his right. The latter stood up and bowed in return.

Then everyone stood up one after another, and Li Xuehao and Sawai Yuko also followed, but they were like transparent people. Except for Shinichiro Honma who nodded with a smile, the six people including the noble young woman did not pay much attention to them. .

The two of them walked at the back. Seeing them walking a little further away, Sawai Yuko asked in a low voice: "Brother Koji, is she a princess?"

"Yeah." Li Xuehao nodded.

Sawai Yuko's eyes suddenly shone: "I actually met a princess. It's incredible. Brother Koji, do you think I can get an autograph from her?"

"If you want to, I don't think she will refuse." Li Xuehao couldn't help but smile. The little girl actually regarded the royal princess as a celebrity idol. If she wanted an autograph, judging from the performance of the princess just now, there should be no chance. question.

A group of people came to the dojo. It was just a small dojo, and it seemed to be specially used for private training or competition.

Miho Honma and Midori Sawai need to change their kendo protective gear, so they probably won’t be able to do so soon.

So, everyone started chatting.

Sawai Midori kept staring at the young princess, hesitating whether to go over and ask for an autograph now.

Her behavior of staring at people was discovered by the young woman. She looked over and smiled slightly: "What's the matter?"

"Um..." Midori Sawai was a little shy, but with the encouragement of someone around him, he still said it, "Excuse me, can I get an autograph from you?"

"Ah?" The young woman was stunned. It was probably her first time encountering such a thing, and she asked in surprise, "Why?"

"You are a princess. This is the first time I have seen a princess so close to me." Midori Sawai said. He had seen other princesses on TV before, but seeing a real princess at such a close distance was so exciting. It's a very novel experience.

The young woman smiled after hearing this, and roughly understood what she meant: "If you want an autograph, I can give it to you."

"Thank you." Sawai Midori suddenly became happy.

The young woman waved to the middle-aged woman who was following her. The latter brought a pen and paper with her and handed them to her.

"What's your name?" the young woman asked before signing.

"Sawai Yuko."

"Sawai..." The young woman was not too surprised, "The Miss Sawai just now was..."

"She is my sister." Sawai Yuko said. In fact, she and her sister looked similar, and the people present could tell early on.

"Then, give me the lovely Yuko-chan." The young woman began to sign and wrote her name, Yoko. Members of the Japanese royal family do not have surnames because they want to maintain the myth that they are descendants of Amaterasu.

"Brother Koji, do you also want an autograph?" Sawai Yuko was very happy after getting the autograph and waved it to someone in a showy way.

Li Xuehao didn't expect that she would say this to him, and he was a little embarrassed. It seemed a bit rude to say no, and it felt like he didn't take the royal princess seriously, but if he wanted it, it was not his original intention. But in this situation, he knew what to choose: "Okay, if your highness doesn't mind."

"So what's your name?" the young woman asked with a smile. She had already signed one name anyway, so signing another one didn't mean anything. But she didn't see that handsome young man's frown when he heard that she wanted to sign an autograph for this tall and handsome young man.