"This ...... Isn't this appropriate?" Kitahara Shuji hesitated, this looks like a sect-like thing, is it really okay to give him an outsider?

Fukuzawa Naokaka didn't care, leaned over and pointed to the wall of the study, and laughed at himself: "It's okay, Kitahara-kun, don't look at me like this, I have permission to teach." ”

Kitahara Shuji looked in the direction he was pointing, only to see a frame hanging on the wall, and inside was a thick-skinned document like a certificate, covered with a large vermilion seal.

Kitahara Shuji is not a layman who knows nothing about swordsmanship now, and he was very surprised after staring at the words on the document clearly.

This kind of thing is not a big deal.

Generally, in the school of swordsmanship, disciples are divided into several types, such as paper cutting, catalogs, all transmissions, exemption transmissions, and so on. If you have to describe it, cutting paper is equivalent to a beginner disciple, who is during the inspection period, just practice the basic skills, and the catalog is included in the door wall, and he has begun to formally learn the arts, and he can already learn some techniques in the genre; For example, Fuyumi, she didn't dare to sign up directly to say that she was Fukuzawa Fukuzawa Fukumi before competing with others, and she could only dare to say that she practiced Ono's one-knife technique when others asked off-the-field, just because she didn't have the name of Tsubion, and she was not qualified to say it at all - in the end, this exemption was even more powerful, which means that you can teach the skills of this genre to outsiders without permission, that is, you can be a master, and you have the qualification to open a dojo to accept disciples.

Even on this basis, a sect can be established and a new tribe such as Fuze Yidaoliu can be created.

Fukuzawa Naokaka didn't pay attention to Kitahara Shuji's surprise, but looked at the "Waiver of All Legends" a little distracted, as if recalling the high-spirited years in the past. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, turned his head to look at Kitahara Shuji and said with a smile: "So take it, this is my summary of the sword flow swordsmanship, take it back and flip through it casually to relieve boredom." That "Rigid Body Technique" was left by a friend I knew when I was young, the person is long gone, and there is no descendant, it is rare to meet a young man like Kitahara-kun who is still willing to learn ancient techniques on his own, and he also hopes that the manuscript will be read by Kitahara-kun. ”

In the end, he said lightly: "But I can only look at it, there is no place for these things in modern society." ”

Kitahara Shuji didn't know what had happened to this Fukuzawa Naokaka before, and he always felt that he had a lot of twilight on him, and he had already completely lost his spirit of endeavor. But it was inconvenient for him to ask, so he rubbed the cover with his hand for a moment, and felt that it didn't matter if he took it, after all, it wasn't for him to take any responsibility-this middle-aged man was generous and shrewd, and it was impossible to give him a rare book in the future-so he bowed his head and thanked: "Then I'll be ashamed." ”

Fukuzawa Naokaka secretly reached out to touch the wine jug again, and said with a smile in his mouth: "It's easy to say." ”

Kitahara Shuji saw that he was about to drink again, and he didn't plan to persuade him again, thinking that he might want to use alcohol to kill his sorrows, so he couldn't be happy like this, and forced the bully's eldest daughter to drink mash.

He felt that it was okay to stay here, so he gave a salute and said, "Then Mr. Fukuzawa, I will take my leave first." ”

Fukuzawa Naokaka didn't plan to get up to see him off, but just bowed his head on the spot: "Kitahara-kun, please go slowly." ”

Kitahara Shuji glanced back at the room before leaving, and found that Fukuzawa Naokaka was lying crooked again, with a slightly shaking shadow on his body, and the whole person looked extremely gloomy, and he couldn't help but shake his head lightly - although he was not a swordsman, he could feel that the man in the room could no longer hold the sword. Maybe it's the weakness of the body that makes the self-confidence lost, maybe it's the many failures that ruin the fighting spirit, maybe it's the loss of his beloved wife that makes his heart like ashes. In short, he no longer has the sharpness to hold the sword and cut through everything.

According to his current state, Kitahara Shuji suspects that he may not be able to beat Fuyumi's little radish head, at least that annoying guy is competitive, even if he is hung and beaten to the end, he cries and wants revenge.

This man also jokingly called himself a swordsman, but in fact he was just a decadent middle-aged man - without sharpness, without the sword of will that cut everything in his heart, even if he held a peerless divine weapon in his hand, he only took a metal stick, and he really couldn't be called a swordsman.

Kitahara Shuji shook his head and went to change his clothes, found a big plastic bag to wrap the book carefully, and then stood in front of the pure taste house and scratched his head as he watched the heavy rain - the weather is bad today, the business hours ended early, and he doesn't plan to rely on the mixed work here, but now that the wind and rain are heavy, do you want to go back?

"Are you leaving?" he was upset when he heard Haruna's calm voice behind him.

Kitahara Shuji has a good impression of Haruna, he doesn't like to be angry with others as much as Fuyumi, and in his opinion, Yukiri and Haruna are very good children. He replied with a smile, "Yes, it's this rain ......."

The rain outside the door was swept by the wind, and it was erected for a while and slanted for a while, and it swept by from time to time, so it was really useless to use an umbrella.

Haruna silently took out a split raincoat with sleeves and gave it to him, and by the way, handed him a bag of minced meat and bones to feed the dog, and said quietly: "The dog food is wrapped, and the raincoat was given to you by the eldest sister." ”

"Who?"

"Sister Fuyumi. ”

Kitahara Shuji laughed dumbly, he dared to bet his head that it was absolutely impossible. Can that little radish head have such kindness? It would be nice if she didn't stand on the second floor and pour a basin of water to wash his feet while he was in the rain, and give him a raincoat? Just kidding!

Haruna rarely said seriously: "It's true." The eldest sister is a little anxious and has such and such problems, but she is very kind-hearted and takes care of the people around her...... She has an awkward personality, but she is not a bad person. ”

Kitahara Shuji also doesn't argue with Haruna. The little radish head is a bastard and a third-level thing, and just chuckled, "Thank you, Haruna." ”

"It's not what I'm going to get for you, it's really big sister. ”

"Say whatever you want!" Kitahara Shuji only thought that she wanted to ease the conflict between him and the little radish head, and she didn't take it seriously, took the raincoat and put it on, thanked the dog food, and rushed into the heavy rain with a wave of her hand to Haruna, but the wind was very strong, and she ran two steps and was almost swept back by the wind, so she could only honestly press the hood of her raincoat and hat against the heavy rain that split her head and cover her face and slowly walked towards the station.

Haruna watched Kitahara Shuji disappear into the rain, and directly closed the door of the store and put on the baffle. When I returned to the second floor and walked to the door of Dongmei, I looked at the cartoon 1 on the nameplate held by the bear on the door, hesitated and pushed the door and said, "Sister, I gave him the raincoat." ”

Dongmei was studying, and she didn't raise her head, but just answered "I know".

Haruna sighed lightly: "Eldest sister, why don't you just go and apologize?"

Dongmei turned her head at this time, took off her black-framed glasses, and said with a strange expression: "What are you talking about, I didn't want to apologize for giving him a raincoat! I was afraid that he would catch a cold and come and infect our whole family." Now that medicine is so expensive, the whole family must not die if they take medicine together. ”

"Sister, can't you be more frank?"

"Where am I not frank? Haruna, let me tell you, being a man would rather let others hate you and fear you, even if they hate you, but you must not let others despise you! The more he hates me, the happier I am, and when he is happy, I am uncomfortable, anyway, I absolutely have absolutely no intention of apologizing!"

Dongmei's expression was very serious, and after teaching her life creed to her sister, she pouted again, "Besides, he is my lifelong enemy, I told him a long time ago, he deserved to be defenseless, he was forked and he caused himself, I have no reason to apologize at all! I still curse him for falling into the sewer!

She looked up to the sky and laughed three times, turned her head and put on her glasses again and looked at the book, and waved her backhand, "Go, go, I'm going to study, and I'll have a bunch of housework to do in a while!"