Nogi Hideki's decision, Bai Tangjing doesn't care and doesn't care.

Now he has re-ruffled his hair, put on flat glasses, and returned to the appearance of an ordinary college student.

"Thank you for your patronage, here's your receipt."

The taxi stopped in Adachi Ward, in front of a quaint gym that occupies a small area.

Through the dappled lights, you can see a plaque with the word "Poison Island" hanging on the side of the gate.

The white-gloved driver hands over the slip with both hands.

Polite, but distant.

To be honest, Bai Tangjing has not adapted to the atmosphere of this country until now.

But whatever, he's just a guy who doesn't know when his life will end.

In pursuit of a cozy atmosphere... It's too extravagant.

Shaking his head, he shook off the distractions in his head.

Bai Tangjing took the slip, looked at the long string of numbers on it, and took out several "Fukuzawa Yukichi" from his backpack without changing his face and handed them to the driver, and got out of the car.

Making money is to spend, and the flowing funds can become influence in human society, and then turn into "power".

This is Bai Tangjing's perception of money.

What he needs is the "power" that money represents in times of crisis, not a bunch of numbers lying on his account, so he spends as much money as he earns.

After the taxi walked away, Bai Tangjing took out the key and opened the door of the gym.

I didn't turn on the lights, and walked to the back hall of the hall where people lived in the dark.

As soon as I took off my shoes and was about to enter the house, the lights in the room were bright.

"Huh? Haven't slept yet? ”

Bai Tangjing was a little puzzled, this is not the habit of senior sisters.

Immediately after, the floor-to-ceiling wooden door was gently opened.

"Welcome back, Mirror."

It's obviously a girl's voice, but there's a ripe charm.

Behind the open door, kneeling sits a beauty with long purple hair and a yukata in a large and nadeshiko-style style.

Her face was flushed, and a pair of Danfeng eyes were looking at the white hall mirror outside the door gently, like a wife who had finally waited for her husband to return home.

And Bai Tangjing, who was wrapped in a gentle gaze, immediately froze when he was taking off his shoes.

After a long time, he pinched his eyebrows and said very distressedly.

"Senior sister, when I first came a year ago, you were almost once every two months.

Half a year later, you want it once a month.

Right now... It's been less than a week since the last one.

That's not what Takemoto sensei asked me to live here, right? ”

The beauty smiled without saying a word, and just stood up in a burst of waves.

led the melancholy Bai Tangjing to the dining table in the room and sat down.

Tempura, tonkatsu, curry rice, miso soup...

Beautifully presented and fragrant, it is clear that this is a meal that the makers have put their hearts and minds into.

In this way, it is not at all like a late-night snack, and the high-calorie meal is placed on the table.

The beauty pressed the white hall mirror on the chair, and she sat opposite.

She gently handed over the only piece of cutlery on the table, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Mirror, please use it."

Bai Tangjing sighed as if resigned to his fate, and then picked up the dishes and chopsticks.

"Well, I can't help you."

After all, it didn't say "I started" like the sun himself, but directly ate like a whirlwind and clouds.

The chopsticks flew to the fingertips, almost pulling out the afterimage!

A mouth is like a black hole, and the food is sent into the esophagus without even chewing. The speed was so fast that one even worried about whether he would put the plate in his stomach along with it.

After starting to eat, Bai Tangjing's spirit focused on the plate in his hand.

This is also a habit that has been cultivated for a long time, even if you eat, you have to go all out!

Martial arts practice consumes energy, and internal force cultivation is even more so.

And in a world where there is no aura, the only source of energy for Baitang Mirror, who practices high martial arts, is food.

So, when I was a child, I was just called a glutton, and when I grew up, I was... Gluttony!

That gluttonous spirit, every swallow is like a fist, and the indescribable dullness is like suffocation!

Bai Tangjing, once in an embarrassed childhood, participated in the Big Stomach King Competition in order to supplement nutrition. At that time, his courage when eating made all the contestants except the professional big stomach forget to eat!

Under the rapid metabolism of internal forces, food is turned into energy, penetrates into the body, fills the meridians, repairs damage...

The huge heat brought out by the activity of the body even slightly distorted the air on the Hakudo lens!

But now the purple-haired beauty sitting opposite is facing the gluttony of the thriller scene, but the eyebrows and eyes are becoming more and more gentle.

“... Call. ”

Bai Tangjing, who emptied the full table, picked up the towel that had been prepared on the table long ago and wiped his mouth, and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"Did you have fun eating?"

The purple-haired beauty stood up, walked to Bai Tangjing's side, leaned over slightly and asked softly.

The thin waist and long legs, plump and tight curves are vividly displayed under this action.

But Bai Tangjing, who was served by a beauty, looked like he had no waves after getting out of the gluttony state.

"Thank you for the hospitality, it was very beautiful...!"

"Poof!"

Before Bai Tangjing's words fell, the hem of the purple-haired beauty's yukata, next to her plump and slender legs, a terrible cold light brought the sound of breaking wind straight to her neck.

Bai Tangjing didn't have time to get up, and pressed his weight to the side of the chair. In this posture of being about to topple, dodge the blade by a fraction of a second.

Tumbling to open the distance, Bai Tangjing could even feel the coldness of the blade cutting through the cold hair!

"Hey, hey, hey! Did you go straight to the real sword this time?! It's too much, Sister Tsuiko! ”

The boy said "excessively", but in the process of taking off his glasses and smoothing his hair back, the grinning corners of his mouth meant that he had been completely aroused.

The purple-haired beauty's face was flushed, and the tenderness of her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be dripping.

But the blade in his hand was a merciless blow to the big upper robe.

"It's all said, call me a son!"

The cold light is cold, it is a Murata knife that is treasured by the Poison Island family, and it will not roll the blade even if it chops pork bones.

The cold light of the blade almost became a storm, and the pace of the poisonous island stream and the swordsmanship made the body of the poisonous island in addition to the turbulent waves of the flesh, and it was more confusing like a weak willow.

Bai Tangjing's "Dragon Blood Secret Method" is just a beginner's path, and the version of the world is not compatible, and it has not yet been fully restored.

So he can only rely on the attributes of the flesh alone, flickering and moving in this wind of steel.

It's a fight that's like a movie screen.

At this small table, no matter how swift and sharp the blade was, it could not leave a mark on him.

The pace and body shape are repeatedly moved between steps, and the movement does not need to be too big, after all, the attack trajectory of the sword blade is just a "line" in the final analysis.

But a flash of snow white suddenly appeared in the young man's eyes.

A plump, slender leg from the yukata protrudes from his robe, lying behind the crook of his knees.

"Body Stream?"

It is a very distinctive kendo genre, which creatively adds joint techniques, kicking skills and other techniques to swordsmanship. Able to use flexible physical skills in addition to swordsmanship, and suppress enemies with the hilt of the sword and the combination of hands and feet.

Image point to say... In "The Coming of the Holy Son", Sephiroth was rushed into a two-meter-long knife by Claude, and then beat him violently with the hilt of his sword, fists and feet.

"But a swordsman who takes the initiative to use his physical skills against a fighter?"

Bai Tangjing, who was dumbfounded, didn't even have time to think about it, and his tempered body automatically reacted.

"Bang-"

There was a short clash of flesh, and the purple-haired beauty was already lying on her back on the ground with distracted eyes and disheveled clothes.

“......”

"It happened... What? ”