Although the private Daifuku Gakuen has abundant funds, it does not have the money to provide kendo protectors for all students, which is really a lot of money. There should be 90 people in the three classes of ABC, but there are 85 people - one person on long-term sick leave, one person on personal leave, one person with a cold, and two people with the participation of the eldest aunt - but they are sitting in the kendo hall in a kendo suit - this kendo dojo is originally a place for teaching, and it is impossible to build such a large building for club activities, and the kendo club is only used after school.

The syllabus of the RB Ministry of Science, Culture, Education and Education is still very comprehensive, comprehensive to the point of being a little fancy, with all-encompassing physical education classes, swimming, ball games, gymnastics, track and field, etc., and of course, kendo classes.

It's not really about how deep the students are, it's just a rough understanding of the fact that they can at least appreciate the sport, just like teaching basketball in physical education class, but not trying to train students to become NBA players.

This kind of course is irrelevant to the college entrance examination, but the school has to do it in order to cope with the superiors, so it is simply made up in the first year of high school and finished the matter early - I heard that there is also a bayonet class in the Kanto region, because it is too much like a bayonet, and it is suspected by the public to be a precursor to the revival of militarism.

Senior kendo teachers hired from the off-campus dojo arrived on time, sat in front of the eighty-five students, and started from the theory, such as the development history of kendo, the spirit of kendo, etc., emphasizing that this is not only a sport, but also the way of self-cultivation in the world, not only to exercise metaphysical endurance and agility, but also to exercise metaphysical observation and thinking ability, and at the same time to cultivate self-denial and courteous attitude towards life.

Most of the students either knew about it or were not interested, and the left ear went in and out of the right ear, and the kendo teacher took the protective gear and explained how to wear the protective gear and the ten ways to wrap the headscarf. After these rough demonstrations, a bamboo sword was given to everyone, and the basic armorless practice was carried out first.

More than eighty people cheered and practiced, and the teacher kept shuttling through the crowd, checking whether everyone's posture was correct, and when he passed by Kitahara Shuji, he glanced at him with some surprise, and then smiled and nodded repeatedly, as if admiring.

And Kitahara Shuji also keenly observed this kendo teacher, and felt that the aura on his body did not feel as strong as the swordsman in the [Meditation Battle], and lacked a kind of ruthlessness—it couldn't be that the school got a silver-like wax head gun to teach in order to save money, right?

This kendo class is 15 class hours in the class schedule.,Today is just the first time a class and a half.,There is no sparring practice.,Kitahara Shuji is also patient to frame and slash.,How much can I brush up some experience.。

He didn't run the school, he didn't do what he wanted. If he had the final say, he would have canceled the class a long time ago.

Most people felt that their arms began to soften after playing with the bamboo sword for a while, and they became a little impatient. Kitahara Shuji watched coldly, thinking that the discipline of RB high school students is not as good as rumored, many people feel that they can't endure hardship, probably the strong discipline is the Showa generation, Heisei These seem to be too comfortable to live, and they are close to half-waste - in case there is another conflict between China and Japan in the future, China's post-90s and post-00s should be able to beat the Heisei series.

After all, it is not professional training, the kendo teacher looked at his watch and found that nearly forty minutes had passed, so he waved his hand to signal that he could take a little rest, and suddenly there were people in the dojo.

The kendo teacher was immediately unhappy, and he took the courtesy seriously in the kendo hall, and immediately scolded him sternly, and everyone was forced to sit up again.

Uchida Yuma and Shikijima Ritsu both have experience in kendo practice, and this amount of exercise is nothing, but Shikijima Ritsu looked at Kitahara Shuji strangely and asked, "Kitahara-kun, your movements are so standard...... Has anyone mentored you?"

Kitahara Shuji shook his head and smiled: "No, I practiced according to the book, does it look okay?"

"That's pretty good, but it's right to put the bamboo sword on the right side of your body when you sit upright. ”

Kitahara Shuji looked at the sword on his left hand and said strangely, "Are there any requirements for this?"

"Yes, you can only hold the sword in your right hand for the first time you put it on the right side, and it is inconvenient to draw the sword out of the sheath with the sword in your right hand, which is a proof of friendliness and a custom that has been handed down from the past. ”

Kitahara Shuji was dumbfounded, and he was slashed when he drew his sword in meditation battles, and he was right-handed, and he was used to pulling left and right. But now in the kendo field, he is still very persuaded to move the bamboo sword to the right side of his body.

Okay, there's no way someone here will suddenly jump out and stab themselves, it doesn't matter.

Shikijima Ritsu nodded in satisfaction, but still felt weird, and asked again, "Is there really no one to guide you, Kitahara-kun?"

"No......"

Shikishima Ritsu exclaimed, "Kitahara-kun is really talented!"

Kitahara Shuji was about to say another humble word, but he heard a crisp voice in the distance: "Teacher, I have a suggestion!"

He turned his head to look, but saw a person standing in the group of girls in the distance, it was Fukuzawa Fuyumi's little radish head, who was bending down and bowing to the teacher, and his movements were very upright and standard.

"Does this student have any advice on teaching, albeit bluntly. The kendo teacher saw that it was a little girl, but his expression was quite gentle.

"Yes, teacher!" Fukuzawa Fuyumi had a good attitude and smiled like a flower, "It's just time to take a break, and many students just know the sport of kendo but haven't watched the game, why don't you take advantage of this time to have a practice match so that everyone can have an intuitive understanding, what do you think, teacher?"

"Practice match?" The kendo teacher pinched his chin and pondered for a moment, thinking that this idea was not bad, but there was no opponent, so he smiled and said, "This is a good suggestion, but I didn't bring an assistant today, and I ...... next class."

Fukuzawa Fukuzawa interrupted him with a smile and said, "It's okay, teacher, I'm a member of the kendo club of our school, how about a practice match by our kendo club?"

"Yes!" The kendo teacher has a relatively gentle personality, and thinks that the current situation may be that the kendo club wants to show the results of training, so as a senior, he should still support the junior, so he immediately agreed, and asked with a smile: "Which other girl is your club mate?"

Fukuzawa Fuyumi pointed at the group of boys, smiled brightly, and replied, "Boys can too, teacher! ”

Countless eyes suddenly shot at Kitahara Shuji, and Kitahara Shuji smiled, this is called the time that should come will always come, this little radish head is angry with himself, racking his brains to find trouble for himself, but fortunately, he is finally prepared.

He stretched out and pressed Shikishima Ritsu, whose face was flushed and wanted to get up, and Uchida Yuma wanted to stand up but touched his throat and hesitated - he was stabbed by a sword here, but he made a fool of himself in front of the girls in the three classes, and it didn't take three seconds for the whole grade to know.

Kitahara Shuji stood up, unimpressed by being the focus of attention, and bowed over with a smile and said, "Teacher, I am willing to be Fukuzawa-san's opponent." ”

After speaking, he looked at Fukuzawa Fuyumi from afar, from his original intention, he didn't understand why this little radish head was always aimed at him, and he didn't really want to cause trouble for ordinary high school life, so although he had been treating her as an imaginary enemy, he didn't really want to do anything to her, but now that this radish head has hit the door, he has to ask for his own hardship, and he can only fulfill her!

Let her be terrified when she thinks of today in the future!

And Fukuzawa Fuyumi showed a bright smile at him, and stretched out her little tongue and licked her lips, the expression was like a little lion looking at the little lamb under its paws, cute with pride, proud with ferocity.

Little white face, I've finally caught you, come and let me hit me twice to get angry!