"Ah!! Why do you take the tram to the race by yourself, and the school doesn't have a special bus? ”

It is also a club activity, as the president of the Sakurai Road student president, Shota has seen the school's baseball club, basketball club, tennis club, and even the volleyball club go out to participate in a game or joint training There is a special car to pick up.

And what the hell is it that the kendo club, a famous historical continuator, went out to participate in a kendo competition and could only take the train at his own expense. And it's still in time for the rush hour of work and school, and Shota is now almost squeezed into a C shape by the crowd.

"I'm special, don't touch my ass, I'm a man."

It turns out that sometimes words are not the best way to communicate, especially when the hand on his hip after Shota screams does not have any intention of converging, and even has the intention of spreading from the center to the sides.

Helpless, he could only symbolically break out and beat that person out in public, as for the effect, it was naturally obvious.

"Bastard! If you let me see these idiots again, see that I don't break their hands! ”

Even after getting out of the car, Shota was still angry. And the few people next to him all looked like they dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.

Because the space on the tram was so large, he made that piece empty a large piece of land with his move, and no one dared to approach under Shota's vicious eyes, so the others could only look at Isayama Huangquan and others wearing the same school uniform with angry eyes.

When they came down, one of them realized that one of his shoes was somehow missing.

What a despicable outlander!

"Aha! You big fools! ”

Just as Shota was having a review meeting, a huge laugh suddenly erupted from another group of people who had come down from the same carriage before, causing everyone in Sakurai Road to look at it viciously for a while.

"You...... What do you want to do! ”

"Bastard."

Just as the laughing man was being stared at and subconsciously wrapped his clothes tightly, a hand suddenly appeared from behind him and slapped him on the head, and the tense atmosphere eased somewhat.

"I'm sorry, I apologize to you for what this kid did."

The guy was directly strangled by the neck and dragged back, and a guy with glasses came out from behind him and bowed respectfully to Isayama Huangquan and apologized.

"Oh, no...... Nothing. ”

When Isayama Huangquan was just about to wave his hand, he suddenly seemed to think of something and looked at Shota for the first time. Seeing that he just looked at the other side and didn't care about it at all, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are...... Sakurai Michido High School from Nagoya? ”

The guy with glasses exclaimed when he saw the name of the school written on the chest of the school uniform, and then looked up at Isayama Huangquan with a serious face.

"I've heard people say that there is a very powerful kendo master at Sakurai Road High School, called ...... Called......"

"Witch!"

"That's right! Witch. ”

He finally remembered under the reminder of his companion behind him, and then looked at Isayama Huangquan with an excited expression.

"I guess that witch is you."

"Minister!"

"Minister's ......"

Since being recognized by that guy, some people have begun to stand up behind him, and the sports bags they are carrying should also be going to participate in the Ascending Dragon Banner.

Since it is a peer, even if it is an enemy, it is very red-eyed when they meet, especially when the minister of his own family is called out in public, Sakurai and his gang are instantly furious.

As one of them, Shota continued to empty his mind, staring blankly at the tweed that was still blooming in the sun across the platform.

"We're standing birds from Okinawa, so I'm sorry, but we're going to win this competition."

As he spoke, the guy pushed the eyes on the bridge of his nose and left with a smile of victory, while the Sakurai Michichi group on the opposite side all held their nostrils and let out a loud breath.

"President."

In the face of everything that happened just now, Isayama Huangquan was also sad in his heart.

I'm obviously a woman, but when I mention the kendo club of Sakurai Road, others only remember myself as a witch, but I can't name anyone else.

No matter how strong you are, there is a limit after all, and if you continue like this, when will this kendo club have a new improvement. There was no way, she could only pin her hopes on Shota, who had a calm face just now and seemed that nothing had happened.

"We're done, let's go."

Saying that, Shota walked forward by himself, leaving the Yellow Spring of Isayama standing behind him with a confused face.

Finished talking? What did you just talk about? Wait a minute! She suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, and quickly trotted two steps to catch up with Shota's pace.

"President, did you just hear the conversation between us?"

"Neurotic, what do I listen to in your conversation, what? Aren't you friends? ”

After saying that, Shota turned to ask her with a strange expression, and Isayama Huangquan was blocked by this sentence on the spot, and his eyes were almost not stuck.

"Huh! Yes, he's my friend. ”

After speaking, Isayama Huangquan, whose face did not change and his heart was not beating, walked forward, leaving Shota, who was confused, shrugged his shoulders without knowing what to say.

"What the hell? Am I wrong? ”

……

"Shenglong Banner is a competition between two groups of national middle school and university, but because of its popularity, there will not be too many people participating in this competition.

But the real prize for victory in this competition is a ticket to participate in the college kendo jade dragon flag competition, so please do your best!

In the same way, as long as we win this tournament, our kendo club will not be disbanded, and our dreams will ......."

I came over a day in advance to take a look at the competition venue, and listened to the mobilization of the game in Isayama Huangquan, Shota did not echo but looked around.

This venue is obviously much smaller than the previous kendo competitions in western Japan, and it is not a point or two difference in terms of venue setting and spectator table setting, which means that it is ......

"President, what are you looking at?"

After organizing the mobilization, Isayama Huangquan focused his attention on Shota. She had never been worried about Shota's condition before, but after the real contact, she found out that this guy was the accidental NO1.

"It's nothing, just to see if you want to go back to your old business tomorrow. But now it doesn't seem that necessary, and there is not much money in hand anyway, so there is no need to risk smashing it in your hand. ”

Saying that, completely ignoring the expression of Isayama Huangquan, he walked away by himself.

It is true that as he said, the plan of the commissary seems to be eighty percent useless, but he can still gamble, after all, as long as there is a game, there will be a handicap.

Even crickets, chickens, dogs, and cows can fight to open a handicap, and a kendo tournament with so many people should be able to do it.

As soon as he went out, he was surprised to find that this was Aichi Prefecture and he didn't know the way at all.

"Let's call and ask."

Just as he pulled out his phone and was about to dial the number, suddenly his finger stopped on the screen.

"This is Aichi Prefecture? Who should I call? ”

"You can call me, I'm familiar with the place in Aichi Prefecture."

Just as Shota was thinking about who he was going to call him, suddenly a voice came from in front of him. When he looked up at the guy, Shota's brow furrowed.

"How did you end up here?"