Chapter 7: The Wooden Sword

The next morning, Katsuragi got up early, ate the breakfast prepared by his mother, and prepared to go out to find Naoba Kiritani and go to the dojo together. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Originally, Katsura was going to drive him, but Katsuragi refused on the grounds that he wanted to exercise.

But after going out, Katsuragi regretted it a little, it was so cold......

"Whew", exhaled, and a cloud of white mist appeared visible to the naked eye in the air. In the early spring of March, the cold of winter has not yet faded, and it is obvious from the morning.

Katsuragi suddenly felt the urge to turn around and open the door and ask his father to drive him, but when he saw that the well-dressed girl next to him had already walked out of the house with a wooden sword on her back, this urge disappeared in an instant.

Katsura Mu said that he was not afraid of being compared to the girl, so he pretended to be strong, and he couldn't overcome this difficulty, how to work hard to stick to kendo.

"Good morning, Naoba Kiritani. Walking up to the girl's side, Katsuragi looked at Naoba and said hello.

"Good morning, little bird tour Katsuragi. "Maybe it's because I'm not familiar with it.,Plus it's just the two of them.,It's made Naoka Kiritani's face blush.,Look a little shy.,It's very cute.。

Looking at the cute little Lori in front of him, Katsura Mu said that if it weren't for the fact that his brother is also a little Zhengtai now, it is estimated that he will awaken some strange attributes.

"Well, we are about the same age, you can call me Xiaomu, and I will call you Xiaozhi like them, okay?" Feeling that it was more troublesome and distant to call the girl by her full name every time, Katsura Mu thought about it and asked.

"Well...... "Naoba Kiritani, who was a little shy, lowered his head and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but he still agreed cutely.

"Let's go, let's go to the dojo. "Called Naoba, Katsuragi and Naoka walked side by side on the way to the dojo, because it was less than six o'clock in the morning, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and there were few vehicles passing by.

On the quiet road, Katsuragi and Naoba walked quietly.

"Xiao Zhi, what kind of person is your grandfather?" asked Katsuragi, who was walking, suddenly.

"Huh!?" Maybe it was a sudden question, or maybe it was an intimate salutation, so that Kiritani Naoba suddenly didn't react, and after being stunned for a moment, he raised his head and replied softly: "Grandpa, he is a very kind person!"

Uh!?Hearing this answer, Katsura Mu was obviously stunned for a moment, how could it be, a person who looked so stern and cold yesterday was actually kind!?

Perhaps guessing Katsuragi's thoughts, Naoba continued, "Grandpa is just very serious and strict about kendo alone. He thinks that the sword is straight and has always been the same, so he is very angry that his father gave up halfway of learning kendo, so that attitude towards him, and his grandfather in life is still very kind"

Maybe something funny came to mind, Naoka Kiritani chuckled.

"Eh, wouldn't it be ...... your brother and people to give up learning kendo" Before the words were finished, Gui Mu suddenly reacted, it is really a pot that is not opened, this girl is obviously sad about this along the way, and she has to say it.

"Uh, uh, what are you usually studying, what kind of genre are you guys, or whatever?" Looking at Naoba who put away the smile on his face, Katsuragi quickly changed the subject.

Naoba stroked the short hair that was blown away by the breeze with his hand, thought about it and said, "Grandpa now says that we are still young, and the foundation is the most important, which is to swing a sword every day or something." Regarding the genre mentioned by Katsuragi, Naoba said that he seemed to have heard his grandfather mention some of them, but his grandfather did not introduce them in detail.

Hearing that it was just a sword, Guimu expressed some disappointment, but he thought about it, a tall building rises from the ground, and a good foundation is a strong cornerstone.

Thinking of his unique writing wheel eyes, Katsura Mu felt very happy in his heart, with such an ability, it will definitely be strong, by the way, Naoye is still young, just to test, how does the ability of the left eye normalize people's feelings.

"Konao, can you tell me what my eyes look like?" Katsuragi asked, turning his head to Naoba, pretending to be nonchalant.

"Huh!?" Looking at Katsuragi beside him, Naoba was surprised by Katsuragi's question, but after looking at Katsuragi's eyes carefully, he replied, "Hmm...... The red eyes, hey, there seem to be three black things in them, they look so beautiful!"

Huh!? What you saw was the original writing wheel eye, not an ordinary eye? Katsura Mu was surprised for a while, and hurriedly asked, "Don't you feel strange!? ”

"What's so strange about this? It's just a little prettier eye!" Naoba Kiritani replied with a strange look at Katsuragi.

Well, when she heard Naoba's words, Katsuragi was stunned, was it because Naoba was still young, and she didn't know if his eyes were different from ordinary people, or because of the ability of her left eye, which made her feel that even this kind of eyes were normal?

As the topic unfolded, Naoba was obviously a lot less restrained, and his cheerful personality was gradually revealed in front of Katsuraki, who was not the kind of bear child, not to mention that he was reborn if he couldn't accompany a child, and he would be stupid to death.

So when he arrived at the dojo, Naoba Kiritani was already able to calmly accept Katsuraki's title of "Xiao Nao", and was able to call him Xiao Mu intimately. If you set it according to GalGame, it must be a big increase in friendliness.

Ahem, then let's congratulate Guimu on finally taking a step further on the road of Lolicon, it's gratifying, gratifying.

Walking into the dojo, Katsuragi found that Naoba's grandfather, Shota Kiritani, was already sitting cross-legged in the dojo waiting for their arrival.

"Good morning, Grandpa. Naoba stepped forward and said hello to Shota Kiritani, then stood aside and waited for the old man's instructions.

Katsuragi thought about it, stepped forward as well, and also opened his mouth to shout, "Grandpa, good morning!" and then stood with Naoba to see how the old man arranged him.

"Hmm!" Seeing the arrival of the two, Shota Kiritani stood up, walked to the weapon rack on the side, took out a wooden sword, and handed it to Katsuragi: "This is the sword you will use to practice in the future!"

Katsuragi took the wooden sword from Shota Kiritani's hand, and the first feeling was quite heavy. I looked carefully at the wooden sword in my hand, it seemed to be made of some kind of bamboo, and it felt very comfortable to hold in my hand.

Gui Mu took it in his hand and waved it twice, feeling pretty good, looking at the wooden sword in his hand, Gui Mu thought in his heart.

"Although you were recommended by my son, if you don't meet my requirements, I will kick you out of here, and again, kendo is not a joke, if you are just in the mood for play, I advise you to leave as soon as possible." Shota Kiritani said in a deep voice to Katsuragi with a serious face.

Seeing the serious expression on the old man's face, Guimu froze and replied to the old man with a firm face: "I won't let you down!"

"Hmm......" Shota Kiritani nodded when he saw that Katsuragi was not as innocent and ignorant as an ordinary child. Turning around, he said to Naoba: "You go and practice first, I'll teach him the basics first." ”

"Yes, Grandpa. After hearing Shota Kiritani's words, Naoba Kiritani took out the wrapped wooden sword, changed into a practice uniform, and walked to the side to practice.

"Take your sword and follow me. Shota Kiritani said something to Katsuragi and walked out of the dojo, and when Katsuragi heard it, he hurriedly chased him out with a wooden sword.