Total Conceit: Begins To Carry The Confucian Students Through Everyday Life

"Master! Get out and play!

"Sorry, busy."

"Ba Bai, and Senior Sister Kasumi Hill, do you have dinner together?"

"Sorry, it's been a bit busy during this time."

"Ba Bai! The level can't be beaten! Help!

"Sorry, busy."

'Ba Bai, do you have time to talk?

''Sorry, Senior Sister Jizi, this time is very busy, in a few days. Refusing

everyone's invitations, Ba Bai sat back down at the round table with a smug face.

Never hated computers so much.

"To be honest, I'm tired of it too." Taking off the glasses on his face, Kasumigaoka pinched the bridge of his nose with his eyes closed.

"How do you know I'm tired?" Sighing, Ba Bai leaned weakly on the bed behind him.

"It's hard not to see your expression." Breaking his sour fingers, Kasumi stretched his waist.

For several days, I worked on my stomach in front of my computer.

Not to mention Babai, even Kasumigaokaoka who has this hobby is a little unbearable.

Once a hobby becomes a complicated job, it's really hard to keep.

I didn't move all day, my neck and back ached, and my eyes were a little dry.

What is even more uncomfortable is the slightly painful head after excessive mental consumption.

Rubbing his eyes, Kasumigaoka proposed with his eyes closed.

"Otherwise, let's rest and rest."

"Rest..." frowned, and Ba Bai was a little tangled.

Although the progress of these days is very gratifying.

Even if you slow down a bit, you can definitely catch up with the deadline.

But the problem is, I still have holiday homework, and that thing really hasn't moved at all.

"Proper rest is also for better work." Lift a finger and shake it in front of Ba Bai's eyes.

"Isn't it?"

“...... Well. After a moment of silence, Ba Bai nodded.

Then he took out his phone and looked at the time.

"If you rest, let's go out to eat, it's also in the afternoon."

"No, just get something good at home." Kasumi shook his head.

"After all, I think you make a little more delicious than theirs."

"As a thank you gift these days, can I lie down and watch you do it?"

"Of course." Raised his eyebrows, Ba Bai hooked the corners of his mouth.

After hearing the answer, Kasumi Zhiqiu lazily threw himself on Babai's bed, closing his eyes and burying his head.

A gentle breeze brushed the ends of her hair and brushed her idyllic face.

Ba Bai turned his head and leaned lazily against the side of the bed, soothing his stiff body.

As if thinking of something, Kasumigaoka turned his head sideways and patted Babai's head.

"By the way, I remember you still have homework, right, borrow it with your friend to copy?"

"Great idea." Ba Bai nodded seriously, and then turned his head to look at Kasumi Hills with a serious face.

"But I have a better way."

"What way?" Kasumi Hills asked curiously.

"Senior sister help me do it." Babai looked at Kasumigaoka seriously.

After

a moment of silence, Kasumigaoka closed his eyes again.

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"Howler." Scratching his head in embarrassment, Ba Bai stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

"By the way, you said if you want to find Jia Baili and them together, I have refused several times in the past few days."

“......... No. After

a moment of silence, Kasumi Hills said softly.

His ears moved, and Ba Bai poked his head out of the kitchen.

"Did you just speak?"

"Nope." Kasumi Zhiqiu buried his head and said in a sullen voice.

"Oh, did you hear me wrong." Frowning, Ba Bai withdrew his head with a puzzled look.

"What do you think of what I just said?"

"Senior Brother Ba Bai is really scum." After thinking for a moment, Kasumigaoka said.

"What's wrong again?" Hanging eyes once again stuck his head out of the kitchen.

"Isn't it scum to repay the girls who helped you a lot, but you are still mentioning other girls, and you want other girls to share this thank-you gift?"

Kasumigaoka buried his head and said in a tone of 'Oh, I'll just say that, if you really call me you you don't mind.'"

Ba Bai stopped rummaging through the refrigerator, and his forehead was instantly wet.

How do you feel how this scene looks like sending propositions?

The brain spins extremely fast, and then discovers in an instant.

Hey, can't think of yay.

Cold sweat, slipping through the corners of his forehead.

Trembling, he wiped his forehead with a tissue.

The broad body is so small at this moment.

"Oh, oh, then don't call."

"Okay, okay?"

"Of course!" In the bedroom, came Kasumigaoka's cheerful answer.

...............

The sound of fierce wooden sword clashes continued to sound in the wide dojo.

The figures of a middle-aged man and a purple-haired girl constantly intersected in the reflected daylight.

Sharp and tricky attacks continued to appear in all corners around the middle-aged man.

For a while, it made the man who had been immersed in kendo for many years tired of guarding.

Blocking the attack that slashed towards the head, the wooden sword quickly pulled down, deflecting the wooden sword that pierced straight into the abdomen.

The man's wooden sword reversed and swung towards the purple-haired girl's flank.

Such a fierce attack, if changed to before, would have already decided the victory or defeat.

But this time around, such attacks never worked.

Always at the last moment, he was flexibly avoided by the purple-haired girl.

If not just a couple of wins outside.

Men really wonder if their level has declined.

This time the attack could not be successful at all, and her chance to win was the moment she dodged!

Thinking in his head, his eyes became sharp.

The man subconsciously retracted his strength to prevent this knife from stiffening for too long after hitting the void.

At the same time, the muscles of the whole body are tense, as long as the empty sword immediately decides to win!

"Boom!"

The sound of wooden swords clashing sounded in my ears.

After a moment of silence, the man withdrew his gaze and was about to say something, but saw his daughter's sweat-soaked hair and rapid breathing.

After hesitating for a moment, the man spoke.

"Let's get here today, Junzi."

“... Whew..." After taking a deep breath and calming his tired body, Tsuko nodded.

"You're in trouble, Father."

“...... Rinko. But the man did not immediately turn away as he remembered.

Instead, after a moment of silence, he opened his mouth and called her name.

"What's wrong? Father. Tsuko looked at the man with some doubt.

"Hmm..." thought for a moment and organized the language for a while.

The man continued.

"I don't know what your situation is during this time, but your attack is very undesirable."

"If you are too rigid and easy to break, you who focus on attack may make you invincible on an equal footing."

"But over time, you lose the possibility of progressing to a stronger level, and your actions will cause more harm to yourself when facing stronger people."

"Is it..." After

a moment of silence, Tsuko thought thoughtfully, and then looked directly at his father.

"Thank you for your teaching, Father."

"Yes, no need to thank." The man waved his hand, a little headache.

My own daughter is good at everything, but there are too many etiquettes that I don't know how to cultivate.

It's good that the time is short, it is relatively novel, but it is inevitable that it will be rusty after a long time.

"By the way, the boy you were talking about..."

"Babai, right, I remember that you have been fighting for a long time, what is his situation now?"

"The sword art has risen steadily, and it has become more difficult for me to cause him trouble."

After thinking for a moment, Tsuko said.

"In fact, I think if he was serious, I would have lost very quickly."