"Hey, it's the grandson of that man, and he did it."

Listening to the girl's introduction, Matsumoto Ginji didn't seem surprised at all, just smiled slightly, and slowly walked into the dojo to visit.

“…… 1. Can you get a waiver in one day? ”

Hearing this slogan, Abe Temple looked at the master who had already "slipped away" with some pain.

Since he was a child, he has only obtained two days of first-class exemption from special transmission.

This Xuanwu Pavilion must be a kendo gym opened by a liar.

"Please rest assured, we will sign a contract with the students first, and if we can't take the assessment once, we will learn again for free for life...... There have been a lot of students who have gone out of our crash course and achieved excellent results......

Like a pyramid scheme, the beautiful girl released the breath of Rulan, and was too enthusiastic to hold the handsome Abe Temple, and professionally pasted it with a soft body, and lured him up step by step.

"Our owner, Chiba Ibuki Shino, is a descendant of the Chiba Shusuke family, the founder of the Beichen Ichitsuragi, and the inheritance is the most orthodox Kitachen Ichō Sword...... Since the reopening of the main museum, well-known swordsmanship masters such as Miyagawa Kiyozo and Kiryu Ichiryu have come to challenge them, but the Xuanwu Museum has not tasted defeat so far......"

"What?! Miyagawa Kiyozo was actually defeated? ”

Rubbed by the girl's weak, boneless, bumpy body, Abeji looked at the names on the large propaganda poster on the wall with a slight surprise.

Miyagawa Kiyozo is a contemporary teacher of natural reason, and Abeji Temple has also come to learn from it and benefited a lot.

But since the other party dares to write on the wall, it must be true.

"Not only that, but one of our students, who was a delinquent teenager who couldn't find a purpose in life before entering school, accidentally came into contact with kendo, and after a day of training in our crash course, he became a master in a club event, and finally defeated the evil genius swordsman by himself, and won the 65th All Japan University Kendo Tournament and dominated the national ......."

Maybe it's because the weather is a little hot, the beautiful girl's face is gradually dyed with a pink flush, and a pair of big eyes are watery staring at the beautiful side face of Abe Temple, and she tells a little proudly.

If you can recruit the beautiful man in front of you into the crash course, wouldn't you have more opportunities to get in touch......

"Chapter 65...... Wait a minute...... You said, it can't be Sosuke Araki of the Shibu Ketsu Great Kendo Club, right?! ”

Listening to this somewhat familiar sports fan-blooded plot, the "evil genius swordsman" is full of black lines.

"So you're also a fan of Araki-senpai? That's right, Araki's predecessor's swordsmanship was honed through a one-day crash course in the main building...... Even the members of the current 'dark horse in the kendo world' Shibu Jing Great Kendo Club will receive a one-day crash course training here before joining the department. ”

Seeing the hope of "successful recruitment", the girl smiled sweetly and pointed to a photo on the foot of the poster wall, and explained it more diligently.

In the photo, a blonde young man smirks and holds a certificate of "kendo tournament victory" and is taking a group photo with the man who won the "second place" and "third place".

"Huh?"

The girl Qianqian's thin fingers paused on a man with a gloomy face next to the blonde young man in the photo, and then looked back at Abe Temple next to her a few times.

“…… That's right, you read that right, that's exactly what is going on in the next ......"

The "evil genius swordsman" Abeji, his face was calm, which made the atmosphere of the scene even more embarrassing.

At the same time, a man with short blond hair walked in with several green-skinned men who looked like college students.

"Kaoru, please register these guys, and collect the tuition fees by the way......"

The man greeted the kimono girl familiarly, and then scolded several men behind him loudly: "You guys, the first pass of entering the ministry is to pass on all the exemptions of Beichen to me for the exam, do you all study hard?!" ”

"Hello!! Araki Senpai!! ”

Several men stood in a neat line, bowing to him with the momentum of a death squad.

“…… I'm sorry, Araki-senpai brought a new student here, I'm going to go over and get busy, so you can see for yourself here. ”

The girl bowed slightly, looked at Abeji's handsome face again, and then stepped forward to lead the men in to go through the formalities.

"Eh, is the old man out...... That, Kaoru-chan, remember to give me the commission......"

"Don't worry, Araki-senpai."

The blonde man who followed the kimono girl, rubbing his thumb and forefinger back and forth, whispering something, was none other than the "inspirational figure" who was printed as a poster and pasted on the wall, Sousuke Araki.

“…… Sousuke Araki! ”

Abeji, who was completely ignored, stood at the door and blocked Sousuke Araki, who had arranged everything and was preparing to flash people.

"Yo, it's Abe-kun, I didn't notice you just now...... Why, are you also ready to worship under the door of Beichen's sword...... That's right, practice a few more kendo ways to broaden your ......"

"What nonsense, I'm here with my master......"

Abeji found that the master was still in the dojo, and lowered his finger again.

"Okay, then you get busy first, I'm here on leave...... There are a lot of beautiful (fierce) girls (otaku) waiting for me to sleep......"

Seeing the other party's increasingly high-spirited eyes, Sousuke Araki seemed to anticipate something and turned around to leave.

But someone grabbed him by the shoulder.

"It's all at the door of the gym where you are learning art, let's go again than one game, this time let us all show each other's real strength!"

After knowing Sousuke Araki's identity as a "half-demon", Abeji has been studying and practicing hard, just to fulfill the promise made on the ship that day, and to have a hearty battle under the premise that both sides can use their extraordinary powers to the fullest.

"Sure enough...... You guy, is the meaning of life only cheaper? It's my working time, so let's do it another day. ”

Sighing, Sosuke Araki twisted his shoulders slightly, and Abeji felt a strong force coming, and he was instantly freed from the other party's hands.

“…… This guy's strength seems to have become stronger again. ”

By the time he chased out of the gate of the Xuanwu Museum, Sousuke Araki had already stepped onto a red shared bicycle.

This is his main means of transportation other than the subway before he took the locomotive exemption.

"Damn, stop me......"

Sousuke Araki stepped on the pedals with both feet, and the shared bicycle suddenly made a painful friction sound, and started with the momentum of not losing the locomotive.

Only the dust of the sandstorm was left behind in Abe Temple.

“…… cough cough cough ...... Let him run away again......"

When the dust settled, a book on the ground containing a black document bag attracted the attention of Abeji.

It seems that Sosuke Araki just walked too quickly and fell off the back seat of his bicycle.

"Deliberately wrapped so hidden, could it be that guy's cultivation secrets?"

Bending down to pick up the book on the ground, Abeji's gaze was slightly condensed.

Curious, he opened the black file bag, revealing a note that had fallen out of it.

"Congratulations to Araki Senpai on his successful inauguration, and all of us at the Shikei Daikendo Club are respectful."

There is also a smirking expression underneath the inscription.

“…… Is this guy so respected after graduation, why did I never receive ......"

Thinking that he was in the university kendo club due to his cold personality and the crazy relationship of the "fan group", the rest of the department seemed to keep a certain distance from him, and Abeji couldn't help but envy this guy who mingled with his juniors.

Inside the file bag, it seems to be a magazine.

Gently pulled it out and glanced at the cover, Abe Temple suddenly turned gray as if it had been struck by lightning, and knelt down at the door of the Xuanwu Pavilion.

The magazine also fell to the ground from trembling.

"It turns out that the gap between me and that guy is so far away......"

Abeji, who showed off his "cultivation progress" to his teacher in the morning, was instantly defeated by his fighting spirit.

No wonder the other side simply disdains their own challenges.

On the cover of the magazine, which fell to the ground and he didn't dare to touch it, the word "super familiar" was written impressively.

"Yo, young man, what a taste."

Just then, a tall, emaciated figure in a kimono walked in from the entrance of the alley.

Complimenting Abeji Temple, who was kneeling at the door, he turned to meet Matsumoto Ginji who walked out of the gym.

"I've been waiting...... You guy suddenly said you wanted to come, and I originally asked someone to go to Kabukicho. ”

It is the owner of the Xuanwu Pavilion, Chiba Ibuki.

"Is this your disciple, it looks quite spiritual......"

Chiba Ibuki glanced up and down at Abe Temple, and his face was full of appreciation: "Tsk, if only I had such an excellent disciple who knows how to appreciate mature customs and looks like a talent......

We will be able to recruit female students of all ages.

"The owner of the Chiba Pavilion has won the prize."

Abeji put away the magazine, cherished it close to his body, and bowed slightly.

"Your disciples, too...... Now it seems that maybe you did the right thing. ”

Ginji Matsumoto pointed with his chin at the clumsy but hard-working Jimichi in the garden, and at the college students who had just begun to warm up.

"Hey, this is also a way out of the question, if you continue to sweep away your own treasures and don't teach you if you don't have good talents like before, I'm afraid that in a hundred years, these kendo sects will disappear."

Chiba Ibuki sighed slightly.

At the end of the Edo period, when true sword victories were prevalent, it was the Hokushin Ichito-ryu who improved the bamboo sword and protective gear, formulated the rules of battle, and made the seemingly advanced essence of swordsmanship vivid and easy to understand in a simple way, so that kendo was further promoted.

Even so, in this era when firearms are the highest combat power, the legal system is sound, and science and technology are changing with each passing day, kendo that has lost its practicality has inevitably gradually become an antique sport, and talents are withering more and more.

Who knew that his seemingly philistine, quick-success "crash course" model was wrapped in an ambition to make kendo a national sport.

……

The backyard of the Xuanwu Museum.

Abe-ji Temple, who had been relieved from the control of that terrible magazine, was kneeling under the eaves respectfully and without squinting.

In the middle of the weedy garden, the tall and thin Chiba Ibuki and the burly Matsumoto Ginji stand opposite each other.

"Did you come here in a hurry just to find me to fight like this?"

Chiba Ibuki asked with some sarcasm.

"I'm sorry, but the original ten-year contract can only be advanced...... Because after this, I'm afraid that I will never be able to use such pure sword intent again. ”

Matsumoto Ginji rubbed his chin, turned his head and said to Abeji: "Temple, you have opened my eyes to every detail of this battle...... Also, Master Chiba is my dear friend, and if you have any doubts about your practice in Tokyo in the future, you can come to your door and ask for advice. ”

Abe didn't speak, just nodded with a serious expression.

The teacher suddenly brought himself over, and it turned out that he was going to compete with others.

"Well, as you wish."

Chiba Ibu took off the quaint Tai knife at his waist, unwrapped the cotton cloth wrapped around it without hurry, and unsheathed it with a "clang".

It is a straight knife of about 80 cm, separated by a simple golden cloth band between the black handle and the silver-white blade.

"Hey, I'm willing to take this knife out, I thought you were going to keep it in the coffin."

Seeing the other party's long knife unsheathed, Matsumoto Ginji's eyes also flashed with excitement.

I saw that his hands turned into afterimages, and he quickly pulled out the double knives at his waist.

"Bo loves the national security platform, Izumi Shou Fujiwara and set, see ginseng."

Seeing a long and a short double knife out of the sheath in the teacher's hand, Abeji looked excited.

It is a 120-centimeter-long ultra-long Nagano sword that is not something that ordinary swordsmen can master.

Izumi Mamoru Fujiwara Kanesadachi is about 65 centimeters long, and although he plays the role of Wakisha, his length is not inferior to that of ordinary short swords.

The most important thing is that these two ancient knives are the weapons of Miyamoto Musashi.

The Abe clan has worked hard over the years to recover these two lost weapons as the "tuition" for Matsumoto Ginji to carefully teach Abe-ji.

Matsumoto Ginji, who was already burly and powerful, used this double blade, which grew a large part compared to ordinary weapons, and made Abeji feel a sense of despair.

In the previous competition, if he was facing such a pair of long knives, even if he used [Sun and Moon], he was probably not the enemy of the same combination.

Matsumoto Ginji bowed slightly, holding his twin swords in front of him, and the killing intent of the essence soared into the sky unscrupulously, as if the courtyard in front of him was soaked in blood.

Chiba Ibuki, who was standing across from him, held his sword above his head with both hands and hung behind him.

In the face of Matsumoto Ginji's surging killing intent, his whole person was completely unaffected, as if he had blended into the environment, and he had no sense of existence at all.

Beichen Knife Stream: Star Eye.

"This is the real Beichen ......"

Seeing this familiar gesture, Abeji instantly recalled the figure of a man raising a demon knife on the yacht that day.

But unlike Sousuke Araki, Chiba Ibuki does not have that killing intent ready to attack, as if he is just an old man stretching his waist.

Beichen Yidaoliu is a swordsmanship comprehended from the trajectory of the Big Dipper around the North Star, which is more of an art than a technique.

Without any words, Matsumoto Ginji held the short knife in front and the long knife behind him, and rushed directly to Chiba Ibuki in front......

In the small courtyard, the sound of gold and iron constantly sounded.

The outcome of that day was known only to Abeji, the only witness.