It didn't take long for Kenya and Huiyin, who finally descended from the Yokai Mountain Trail, to receive the dojo signboard they had ordered and the bamboo armor and bamboo knife made by Fujiwara Meihong.

[So...... Formal rehearsals have finally begun.]

Looking at the signboard at the door of the private school with a little pride, Kenya scratched his face.

It's a little embarrassing to look at it like this, haha.

Then he showed a serious look and looked carefully at his future residence in Gensokyo......

Family.

I'm going to do my best.

According to the plan, the morning was the same as in the past, and it was a normal class for Huiyin's text reading and writing, and abacus calculation.

I heard that before that, due to the frequent attacks of youkai, the villagers were reluctant to send their children to private schools to study.

was said to be dead, what kind of books are you still reading.

Kenya remembered that at that time, Huiyin suddenly showed a nostalgic gaze and said so.

"At that time, thanks to the shrine maiden of Hakurei. ”

"Huh?"

"What, with such a rude expression, it's the previous witch, while retreating from the youkai, and at the same time persuading the villagers to let their children gain knowledge. It didn't take long after that to set the rules of the world. Thanks to her, the private school can operate normally. ”

"I would venture to ask, where is she now?"

“……”

A moment of silence ensued.

Yes...... I know, I don't need Huiyin to continue to talk about it.

The work that is already dangerous and tedious must be retreated every day to cure the monsters and wander between the edge of life and death.

Because of the distraction of the world.,Finally sacrificed somewhere in Gensokyo.。

A hero who doesn't even have a corpse......

What a miserable and magnificent life...... Suddenly, I felt respect for the shrine maiden of Hakurei.

Even though Reimu doesn't seem to be as reliable as Sanae, it's actually secretly constantly cultivating to become stronger.

It must be like that, she must be silently cheering for humans and youkai.

After that, you must apologize properly.

"Hmm...... Jianya, you seem to have some misunderstanding...... The previous shrine maiden is still alive and kicking up and down!"

"Huh!?"

"Yes, after pacifying the last mutation, he quickly retreated and disappeared, and now I don't know where he has gone.

But from Reimu's side, it seems that someone has been chasing and killing recently. The reason is that you owe a lot of money for incense?"

“…… I ......"

Bring back my sadness!

The preface is withdrawn, and all the witches of Boli are undisciplined in the eyes of losing money!

100,000 no discipline!

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Because it was a rare opportunity, the Kenya children studied together and quietly set up a seat in the back row of the classroom.

You can not only appreciate Huiyin's curriculum, but also observe the children's hearts. It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone.

He dipped his brush in ink and began to copy the words and Chinese poems written on the blackboard.

What a strange feeling it is to suddenly relearn the vocabulary of the past one by one?

With a strange and ridiculous mood, Kenya slowly began to copy.

The name is lost from memory, but it is rare that the words spoken from the mouth and the words in the memory can still remain.

Or, words and words, body and life, are all things engraved on the soul.

While pondering these philosophical questions, I copied Chinese poems.

You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning......

The shadow becomes a trio......

But that the master can be drunk......

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, sassy like a meteor......

The children all looked at the words transcribed by Kenya with admiration.

Fluent, yet powerful font.

Verses sprung up on paper like flowing water.

Originally, Huiyin was reciting over there, and Jian Ya dictated.

Later, as natural as swinging a sword, the pen in his hand began to move unconsciously.

The words of the verse, the emotion between the words of each paragraph.

I can't help but think of it.

…… It's an incredible feeling, poetry and this kind of thing.

It is said that art and martial arts are things of self-cultivation, and now Jian Ya has experienced it.

After that, I tried to use stationery such as pencils, but I still have a small brush that suits my personality.

At least the handwriting written with other tools is not as beautiful as a brush, and it has a backbone.

Huiyin was also frightened by Jian Zai, who was concentrating on writing, and then turned around and pouted, beckoning the students to continue practicing.

After that, I continued to learn arithmetic with a little pride.

It's just that the abacus calculation is worse than the other children.

Simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division can be done easily, but problems that mix calculations and more than three digits take more time than some children.

"Hmph, it seems that Kenya is not suitable for businessmen, right?"

"Ernie sauce, obviously the words are very good, but he is not good at mathematics!"

"I'll lend you the notebook!"

Jian Ya was convinced, stroking the hair of the children who comforted him with a wry smile.

After that, there was no difference from the other children who were sitting in their seats listening to the lesson, just listening to the lesson as a normal student.

However, from the afternoon onwards, it will be a whole new look in the dojo.

The young girls lined up in the courtyard of the private school, holding the armor of the bamboo handicrafts made by the younger sister and the bamboo knives and other equipment, showed off their might in front of the sword.

In the corridor of the private school, Huiyin, who had finished the class, supervised the lesson on the side, and the sister who came to play began to exercise while looking up and down the teaching of Kenya.

Well...... Before I came, the dojo here was used by Mei Hong to exercise.

After settling down, clearing distracting thoughts, and after considering every word, Jian Ya said solemnly.

"Everyone already knows that there are dangerous monsters inside and outside the world. Although there are rules set by the shrine maiden, there will also be times when youkai attack everyone's parents, and at that time, we will try not to drag the adults back. I want to protect myself and protect my family when I grow up, and I will give you the knowledge and skills to do so. First of all, we start with everyone's physical strength. Follow me, and I'll keep jogging around the people. Let's go!"

"Alas!"

Looking at the figure of about 20 children running back and forth in the world, the villagers watched Kenya's teaching with some sense of anxiety and anticipation for the future.

In the first course, in addition to understanding the child's physical condition, it is also necessary to see whether there is a spirit of hardship and hard work.

Swordsmanship, or martial arts. Or other kinds of practice, all of which require perseverance and willpower and consciousness to go further.

There is no gain without giving, and there will be no such easy things in the world.

In this case, for children, qualifications are inconsequential.

Anyway, Huiyin's purpose is just to strengthen her body.

So swordsmanship is just an additional means, on the one hand, to help Kenya find a job, and on the other hand, to quickly integrate into the villagers.

This jogging is also to show the villagers how well he is teaching.

What you see with your own eyes should be more credible than what you say. Moreover, the large village will make the children more running than the boring dojo.

After that, they are taught to adjust their breathing step by step, and swordsmanship is taught according to different situations.

That was for later.

Secretly thinking back to today's plan, Kenya's eyes turned to the children behind him.

How can I say it?

It is worthy of a child who often plays, it is really a terrifying thing with physical strength, and it has been around the world ten times, and it is not at all exhaustive.

Well...... That's what matters after that.

A little concerned about the next development, Kenya, began to try to increase the speed.

It is the speed at which the children are approaching the limit under this physical exertion.

"Hurry up, the latest one is going to help me with my arithmetic homework."

Then don't forget to add fuel to the fire and stimulate them again.

Kindness...... Of course, after repeatedly making sure that Huiyin was not nearby, Jian Ya felt that he shouted like this.

is different from the ordinary gentle and virtuous Huiyin, the Huiyin in the classroom ...... How to say it, it hurts a little, that head hammer.

It's very serious.,A little contrast.。

That's why they're desperately catching up again.

Among them, the children who have exhausted their physical strength and are helped by other children who still have strength to help each other and move forward.

…… Beautiful posture, pure heart of the child.

When a person's heart is innocent and pure, he can experience martial arts wholeheartedly.

Only such a character will naturally go further on the road of kendo or martial arts.

I want to train them to be such characters, which is the truest idea of Kenya looking at simple children.

At the very least, he has to pass on all his skills to the next generation.

As much as possible, I want them to live in peace and soundness for the rest of their lives.

Of course, that kind of self has to work ten times and a hundred times harder to become stronger.

After the jogging of the knife test, I returned to the private school.

The children sat on the mud floor as if they had just returned from a hike.

"Hey, I didn't say to let you rest yet, do you want to behave like this, it's forbidden in the future!"

"Huh~!?"

"It's not play! Look, stand up, stand up!"

Gently tap the children's buttocks with a bamboo knife to make them get up, and then demonstrate some basic swordsmanship movements to the children.

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Maybe I have something to ask for tomorrow, so this will be tomorrow's share, right?