At the entrance of the hall on the first floor, the students who were coming and going at the moment suddenly diverted their flow, bypassing the man standing in the middle of the doorway, or standing far away, curious and watching.

The gray-blue hakama has no wrinkles on it, and it is covered with black feathers and clogs.

And in his hand he held a slender sword pouch.

Waiting.

The middle-aged man's sideburns have turned slightly white, and the face against him is extremely vicissitudes. The original dignified appearance has an indescribable majesty after being covered with a layer of chill.

Scary.

At this moment, in the face of this sudden questioning, Huai Shi's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked at his appearance: "Seriously, I don't know what you mean, but I guessed a little, I don't know if you are willing to listen to my explanation."

But before that, at least give your name, teacher?"

The visitor suddenly sneered, "It's not worth the attention of the dignified Astronomical Society Inspector - since you have done that kind of thing, don't you feel hypocritical to ask your name now?"

"It doesn't matter if you want to be cynical, if that's what you're here for. ”

Huai Shi calmly raised her hand, handed the bag containing the lesson plan to Lin Shijiu, and walked towards him: "Although it makes me a little angry that I have to be ridiculed for not doing anything, I still hope that this matter can be resolved in a more decent way."

So, let me reiterate it again – I don't know who you really are, and I don't know why you hold such a grudge against me.

But if you're asking for an explanation, then at the very least, give your name before I explain, right?"

"Do you want to humiliate me again!"

The middle-aged man was furious: "It's useless to talk more, let me understand the power of the Astronomical Society judge!"

He reached out and opened the sword pouch, revealing a Yingzhou long sword from it.

Here, take on the challenge.

"From just now to now, aren't you unilaterally humiliating me?"

In the midst of many onlookers, Huai Shi asked expressionlessly: "No matter what, the aggressive person who comes to the door with a sword is not the attitude of conversation, right?"

Or are you just looking for a place to vent your anger?"

At that moment, with Huai Shi stepping forward, everyone's eyes were full of flowers.

After a moment of trance, it seemed that a gap suddenly appeared in the middle of time, so that the whole process disappeared, and only the final result remained.

And Huai Shi was already like a ghost, instantly swept a distance of several meters, and without the slightest sound of the wind, he had already come to the middle-aged man.

A stone's throw away.

"Now, I'll ask one last time—"

He stared at the dilated pupils and asked softly:

"—name?"

Subconsciously, the middle-aged man stepped back.

A sharp sound erupted, and the clogs scraped two grim marks on the smooth ground. In the face of sudden changes, his response can be said to be perfect.

It moved like thunder, and instantly exited two meters, almost breaking through the glass on the door behind it.

Finally opened a safe distance.

But when he raised his eyes, he found that Huai Shi's face was still close at hand, and his warm smile had not changed in any way, and he couldn't help but stand on end.

The right hand resting on the hilt of the sword suddenly clenched with force, and with the push of the thumb of the left hand, the steel in the sheath roared out - draw the sword!

Immediately afterward, it came to an abrupt end.

"I can't do it. ”

Huai Shi's palm was raised, and at some point it was already in front of the hilt of the sword. It seems to have grabbed seven inches of the python in the hole, and it was not allowed to unsheath it for another point.

In this way, inch by inch, the blade was tucked back into the scabbard.

No matter how the middle-aged man resisted, his face turned pale, and the palm that pushed forward did not shake or shake in any way, until the scabbard and the blade were closed together, and a clear chirp sounded.

Huai Shi took a step back, her smile still harmless.

As if provocative, gesture to him.

Come again.

A wisp of angry red appeared on the face of the comer, and he actually took a step forward in front of Huai Shi, slowly bent down, and put on a posture of raising his hands to respond.

It was as if the string of the longbow was gradually tightened, and the terrifying tension that could not be triggered converged on the five fingers of his sword grip on the hilt.

Ready to go.

Only a biting chill spread from the hungry cry of steel in the sheath, and the killing intent was piercing—leaving no room for anything, it was a real sword duel.

And Huai Shi was still smiling, standing in place, not moving.

Just look at him.

In the dead silence that froze, only beads of sweat the size of beans slowly dripped from the samurai's forehead, soaking the neckline and the broken floor beneath his feet.

He didn't move.

Only the roar of the long sword in the sheath became more and more poignant, as sharp as it stabbed everyone's eardrums, and climbed wildly upward. Until the end, in the waiting of Huai Shi, a desperate wail burst out.

A shattering sound rang out from the sheath.

The unsheathed blade shattered into its sheath.

With the shattering of the long sword, it suddenly seemed to lose all its essence, and the middle-aged man's face was pale, and he could no longer support his body, so he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Where do you still not understand the gap between each other?

He didn't even draw his sword, and he was defeated.

No, it should be said: until complete defeat, he did not have the courage to draw his sword in front of those silent pupils.

Unwarranted fear rose from his instincts, taking his consciousness and causing him to freeze in place, unable to move.

"It's a ...... that you lost"

The middle-aged man with a solemn expression struggled to prop up his body with the scabbard and gasped hard: "Today, it was me Sasaki Kiyomasa who came to the door to bring humiliation on himself.

From now on, when I meet Mr. Huaishi, I will naturally retreat and dare not entangle again——"

When he said this, his voice trembled slightly, and he was so sad that he couldn't help himself, and he was almost about to cry. I had to lower my head and stumble up from the ground, trying to flee in embarrassment.

But I heard a soft voice behind me:

"—did I let you go?"

In the faint hustle and bustle, the dead silence suddenly came.

The muffled words carried an unimaginable weight and chill that made the hall freeze again.

Kiyomasa Sasaki froze in place.

In the reflection of the glass door in front of him, the reflection of the young man was faintly glimpsed. It is like a bubble, and it is difficult to get a glimpse of the essence, but in an instantaneous trance, it seems that there is endless darkness rising up to the sky and engulfing everything.

A horrix of terror that makes people palpitate is formed.

Under the cover of darkness, he finally realized the source of this fear in his heart.

Right beside him, two dim and hideous shadows had already appeared at some point. One of them held a heavy crimson axe in both hands, as solemn and majestic as a priest.

The short knife in the other shadow's hand was already attached to his neck.

I felt the biting coldness.

Up to now, Sasaki Kiyomasa still doesn't understand that since he stood in front of Huaishi, his life has long been out of his hands.

"Sasaki-sensei, right?" In the silence, Huaishi walked up to him and turned back to ask.

"Exactly. ”

Under the erosion of the cold, Sasaki Kiyomasa raised his head with difficulty and responded proudly, waiting for the fall of Huaishi.

But after a palpitating short silence, Huai Shi raised her head from her contemplation, but suddenly grinned and smiled kindly.

Darkness, ghosts, frost, and death vanished in that instant.

Only one enthusiastic face remains.

"Mr. Sasaki-"

As if at first sight, Huai Shi grabbed Sasaki Kiyomasa's hand and asked enthusiastically:

"Have you eaten?"

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Two hours later, in the Ivory Tower, in a Yingzhou-style izakaya.

"Excuse me, another bowl!"

Kiyomasa Sasaki raised the empty bowl in his hand.

The corners of Lin Shijiu's eyes twitched next to him, looking at the dense pile of empty bowls and empty plates on the table, not knowing where this came from.

"Bring me a bowl too. ”

Huai Shi also raised his hand and beckoned: "By the way, I will have another batch of sake and a piece of fried chicken--do you want anything else from the nineteenth? ”

"I'm full. ”

Lin Shijiu looked helpless and looked at the spectacular scene on the table.

I can't compare to these two foodies no matter how I eat.

So while the two of them were waiting for Chazuke, they nibbled on edamame and drank wine, as if they weren't the ones who had just fought.

And Huai Shi finally figured out the cause and effect.

Kiyomasa Sasaki is a ronin who has lost his lordship.

And if you want to talk about the relationship, there is even a little connection between the two - before he lost his title, he was the Lima family, and he was the retainer of the Lima family.

It's a pity that because of the struggle between the Tianjin family and the Guojin family, the samurai family completely turned to the general's side, and the head of the previous generation of the Lima family, who was on the wrong side, was ordered to commit suicide by seppuku in the follow-up liquidation.

And Sasaki Kiyomasa's industry has changed from an 800-stone Chinese sect leader to a ronin, and he has no place in Yingzhou. If you have a little brain, maybe you can start the stove again outside, but Tie Hanhan, who has one less string in his brain like Sasaki, can't find any home at all.

After several wanderings, he finally took refuge in the Ivory Tower and became an external teacher everywhere.

To put it simply, it's a temporary worker.

There are not many people like this in the Ivory Tower, who do not get formal contracts and have little hope of getting their own permanent classrooms. And the reason why he was able to stay was because he was valued by the professors in the ikebana classroom and recruited as his teaching assistant.

The professor is already very old, and it is rare to meet a junior who can take care of him, and he only hopes that his fellow will not be cornered and become a thief.

But the good times didn't last long, and before half a year, the professor was sick before the start of school.

The huge ikebana classroom is leaderless, and Sasaki is greatly favored, but it is difficult to stop the decay of the classroom day by day.

Seeing that the old professor's life's work has disappeared like this, and he can't even keep this classroom, Sasaki's seppuku has all his thoughts.

However, even seppuku is useless.

At this time, seeing the loss of students in his family one by one, and the original students planned to turn to the classroom of classical music appreciation for various reasons, and then people from the two clubs fanned the flames......

"If it weren't for Huaijun Haihan today, I would have almost made a big disaster. ”

After eating, Sasaki sat upright again, and according to Yingzhou's strictest understanding, he bowed down to Huaishi, almost prostrate on the ground: "大変申し訳ございませんでした!"

"Where's Mr. Sasaki? Aren't we not unfamiliar with each other?"

Huai Shi helped him up with an enthusiastic face, and was relieved: "You may not know that Xiao Amber and I have a relationship with each other in the Social Security Bureau, and we all fought side by side in the paradise and almost became brothers and sisters with different surnames." In my heart, she will always be a sister. How can you be as knowledgeable as the people in your sister's family?"

bullied Sasaki for not understanding the profundity of Dongxia language, Huai Shi took advantage of him one by one: "It's just a misunderstanding, please don't care, our two classrooms will have to live in harmony in the future." ”

I don't know why, there are one after another thoughts of lack of morality in my heart:

Why be angry?

——This kind of good tool person who lacks a string in his brain and is particularly easy to use must be held in his own hands!