The unscientific detective in Conan

"But it seems that Hattori Heiji isn't here. If that's the case, we'll probably have to compete in the finals later."

Okita Souji politely stretched out his hand: "I heard that you are very strong, but I don't know which of us is stronger. Anyway, please give me your advice!"

"Looks like we have the same idea."

Fujino also smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and shook it.

"correct!"

Okita Souji suddenly remembered that he just happened to see Ooka Momiji delivering a lunch box to Fujino.

As a classmate, he was a little curious about the relationship between the eldest lady and the general.

So out of curiosity, he quietly asked Fujino: "By the way, what's your relationship with that big-breasted girl?"

"Big breasted girl...?"

Fujino hesitated for a moment: "So you are talking about red leaves, right?"

"Yeah, I just saw her delivering a lunch box to you."

Okita Souji asked in a low voice: "By the way, is that big-breasted girl Fujino-kun your girlfriend?"

Fujino: "..."

Although it is not polite to give others nicknames.

But I have to say that this description is quite vivid.

"excuse me……"

Souji Okita smiled coquettishly: "After all, she always seems to refuse people thousands of miles away. I'm really curious."

Fujino: "..."

Kudo's appearance, black chicken's head shape.

You didn’t inherit the good points.

You’ve inherited all the instinct to eat melons, right?

Fujino was silent for a moment, but the smile on his face remained.

However, he held the other person's hand with a little strength, and chuckled: "Soji Okita, right? If that's the case, please give me some advice later."

'It hurts...'

Okita Souji suddenly felt a pain and quickly pulled his hand out.

Taking two steps back, he looked at Fujino with some confusion.

Why did this guy react so violently all of a sudden?

It’s just like a hydraulic press!

So it is indeed a bit fishy, ​​right? !

…………

After the break, the game continued. Under the leadership of Fujino, Teidan High School quickly defeated Gaifang and secured a place in the finals.

"The winner is Didan High School!"

"well……"

On the sidelines of the field, listening to the referee announcing the result of the game, Yuan Shan and Ye sighed as expected: "Sure enough, we lost!"

Although the per capita strength of Gaifang High School is very strong.

The main general Aigen who appears in place of Hattori Heiji is also a very powerful character.

But in front of Fujino, it was still not enough.

In the end, they could only manage one win, one loss and one draw, and were eliminated in the final round.

Although he lost, it was still expected.

"Feel sorry……"

After being put on a stretcher, Sanggen said a word and then lost consciousness.

"Xiang Gen, you are good, hold on and don't fall asleep!"

The surrounding teammates burst into tears, and they seemed to see Sang Gen's honest and honest face waving to them from the clouds...

"hateful……"

Toyama and Ye were heartbroken: "If Heiji was here, Aigen would definitely not..."

"Kazuha-chan, even if Heiji comes, the result will be the same."

Hattori Jinghua came down from the stands, patted her shoulder and said helplessly: "Even Heiji can't beat that kid Fujino. As the general who replaced Heiji, he can beat him to this level without regrets. ”

Fujino holding a flowering wooden sword: "..."

Hey, why are you so tragic?

Is this person not dead yet? !

Are all you Osaka people so stupid?

So people are really not dead!

I think people can still be saved!

…………

"Kinki Kendo Tournament Men's Team Finals!"

"Tedan High School captain Fujino versus Izumi High School captain Okita."

The final started soon. The referee stood in the middle of the field marked with white lines, waving the red and white flag in his hand: "Please step forward, captains of both sides!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fujino stepped forward wearing black protective gear and a belt with the word "Fujino" hanging on it. Opposite him, Souji Okita was also wearing the same protective gear, but the only difference was that hanging on his belt was "Okita". 】.

The final match of the kendo competition.

Fujino vs Souji Okita!

The audience at the venue suddenly became agitated.

After all, Souji Okita in Kyoto faced off against Fujino in Tokyo.

This in itself was a duel between two of the most outstanding swordsmen in the East and the West.

"Momentum! Show your energy, Fujino-senpai!"

Yuanzi stood up in the audience and shouted at the top of his lungs: "We must beat that guy to death!"

The shout echoed through the entire Naniwa Stadium, and the audience couldn't help but cast their gaze in the direction of the source of the sound.

Xiaolan, who was sitting next to the garden, immediately turned into a Shefanglan and lowered her head for fear of being seen.

Although Sonoko shouted like this the last time she was in the karate competition.

This isn't the first time either.

but……

Yuanzi, stop shouting, I'm scared!

"..."

Fujino, who was standing on the stage, turned around and couldn't help but feel ashamed.

He originally thought that social anxiety disorder was already very powerful.

I didn’t expect that there would be something more fierce...

Maybe this is the legendary social terrorist?

"Players prepare!"

The referee's voice drew everyone's attention back to the field.

"Okita, let's show off."

Fujino turned back to look at Okita Souji. He tightened his grip on the wooden sword in his hand, lowered the base of the sword, and held the sword to his side in a drawing posture.

"The sword-drawing technique?"

"Using a wooden sword is really unnecessary...forget it."

Okita Souji glanced at the opponent's posture with interest, and then assumed his own posture.

"Game start!"

"ha!"

As soon as the referee stepped back, Fujino quickly pulled out the wooden sword in his hand and rushed straight towards Okita Souji.

Okita Souji did not meet him, but took the initiative to retreat. He also drew out the wooden sword in his hand while retreating quickly, tentatively blocking Fujino's vertical slash.

"Snapped!"

The two wooden knives collided in mid-air, making a crisp sound.

Fujino continued to move forward, withdrew his wooden sword, and slashed towards the opponent again.

Okita Souji did not intend to face this blow, he quickly lowered his body and leaned back towards the white line boundary behind him.

At the same time, the wooden sword in his hand was pressed against Fujino's throat, waiting for the opponent to rush to the tip of the sword due to inertia.

Fujino naturally saw Souji Okita’s trick.

He slammed his left hand on the floor, his steps stagnated, and he quickly stopped while half-kneeling on the ground.

At the same time, he lowered his body, pointed the wooden sword at the opponent's upper right body, and did not continue to follow.

If he had not stabilized just now, I am afraid that ordinary people would have hit the tip of the knife and lost a point.

Losing a point is a trivial matter. If it were a real knife, it would probably pierce the throat.

"The sword-drawing technique is so fast...it only attacks but not defends..."

The two wooden swords crossed and echoed in mid-air. Souji Okita swallowed, glanced at the white line on the side with his peripheral vision, and swallowed.

Looking back, he looked at Fujino with a sparkle in his eyes: "What style of swordsmanship do you use?"

Fujino was not surprised that Souji Okita saw his offensive.

After all, those two blows just now were just testing myself.

Fujino thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Hiten Mitsurugi Style."