PS: Oh, I'm in a difficult stage of naming it.

...

Kaji put the roses directly under Gion's nose, and she could smell the faint fragrance of roses when she sniffed slightly.

The flowers are good, the people are bad.

"Huh!"

Gion sneered, dodged, and directly dodged Jiaji, this time she didn't even bother to say anything about refusal.

Coming to the reception officer, Gion picked up the manual on the table, found a random chair, and sat down.

"Suck!"

Kaji looked at the roses in his hand, then at Gion who was looking at the roster with Jiro's legs crossed, and sniffed.

[How many times have you been denied?] 54？ 57？ Forget it, go back and flip through the calendar. 】

Thinking of this, Kaji also moved a chair, trotted two steps, put the chair not far from Gion, and sat down.

Glancing at Gaji next to him, Gion didn't speak.

Always find something to spice up your boring vacation time, except for the things related to the addition, of course...

"Huh?"

Gion flipped through the manual, and then she found the man she was looking for.

Sure enough, it's a good seedling!

After a slight glance, Gion moved on to the next page.

...

With the passage of time, Kaji watched Gion, and he was a little crazy to see it, and the last time he spent so much time with Gion was when the Marshal of the Warring States was in a meeting.

Kaji closed his eyes and listened to the sound of Gion flipping books next to him, and he couldn't help but fantasize in his mind.

....

"Lieutenant General Jiaji, wipe your saliva, the recruits outside are watching..."

Looking at the sleeping Jiaji, the reception officer gently pushed it, which really affected the image of the navy.

Gaji felt a slight shaking sensation in his body, as if he was in a happy street, he grabbed the hand pushed by the reception official, put it on his face, and continued to rest.

"Hey~~"

The reception officer heard the laughter of the group of recruits outside, and his whole face turned black to the bottom of the pot.

He lowered his head, grabbed Gaku's ear with his other hand, and roared.

"Lieutenant General Gaji!"

After wiping the saliva from his face, he swept indoors and found that the Gion people were gone.

"What about people!"

Hearing this, the reception official was not angry.

"It's been a long time~"

"Alas!"

Gaji sighed, then stood up and walked out of the place with the rose.

....

Looking at the rose in his hand that failed to propose, Jiaji wanted to throw it but didn't want to throw it...

Throw it away, it seems insincere...

Don't throw it away, the flowers that failed in the first marriage proposal are still preserved by me, and they are all insects...

Day.

...

Holding flowers, Gaji, who walked out slowly, just walked to the headquarters building.

Then he spotted a little goat that was peeing there.

Looking at the little goat that had polluted the image of the navy, Gaji looked up to the left and right, and after noticing that no one was paying attention to him, he kicked it in the ass.

Bang!

The baby goat was kicked in the head.

"Baa~~"

When the little goat stood up, he turned his head sideways and barked angrily at Gaji.

"Alas!"

Gaji looked at the flowers in his hand, then at the lamb that was barking, sighed, and handed the rose to the goat's mouth.

....

"Hiccup!"

The little goat who returned to the Sengoku office had a rose-flavored burp.

Time is quiet.

At this moment, in the office filled with the faint fragrance of roses, the quiet needle drop could be heard, only the sound of Lieutenant General Crane holding a little goat and sniffing from time to time.

Sengoku looked at Lieutenant General Tsuru, whose face was a little gloomy, and said with some confusion.

"Little Crane..."

Lieutenant General Tsuru glared at Sengoku.

Then, I saw that Lieutenant General Tsuru used his fruit ability to wash the little goat that stole his roses and hung them on the clothespole.

Sengoku looked at the goat hanging on the clothes pole and swaying in the wind, and then at Lieutenant General Tsuru who slammed the door and rubbed his forehead.

One by one, it's too worry-free.

....

【Dao Li. 】

It is an important criterion for the navy and the world government to judge our strength.

A naval soldier with a weapon has a power of 10.

But a government official with a weapon, he is 9.

What does this mean?

...

"That means that under the same circumstances, the government group is garbage!"

"They're garbage, and our navy is a direct agency of garbage, does that sound good?

It's not good.

When you insult them, you insult us.

You can say that those government officials are waste, they are weak, they are weak people who need the protection of our strong people..."

....

The instructor who gave Asuka a knowledge lesson looked at the group of nonsense recruits below and was speechless for a while.

Hell, this happens once a year.

"Ahem!"

The instructor cleared his throat and pressed his hands down, signaling them to be quiet.

After the classroom was quiet, the instructor continued.

"Let's not discuss the problem of garbage and the weak first, now there is only one problem, and that is the six forms."

"The six styles, the moves learned by the elites of the world government and the navy, are counted in terms of Dao power, and if you learn all the six styles, you will have at least 500 Dao power."

"And the [garbage] in your mouth, they have a Dao value of nearly 4,000."

The instructor looked at the silent recruits, nodded with satisfaction, and just as he wanted to continue, he heard a faint voice from the group of recruits.

"Eh, teacher, I wonder if that master with a Dao power of four thousand can withstand a punch of the Underdog?"

When the instructor heard this, he deduced it in his mind a little, and then said regretfully.

"Class!"

After saying that, the instructor took the roster and left directly.

He came this time purely to explain the functions of the six styles to their group of recruits, and to help them choose the right six styles for themselves...

But...

He's now elected...

Pieces of iron...

It's just a piece of iron...

The whole class gave me iron training...

So, that afternoon, Asuka looked at the teacher who taught him his iron block, and his eyelids jumped.

I remember that I wanted to choose the moon step and shave.

Why did it become iron?

Does every recruit have to learn the six styles from beginning to end?

....

"I'm your temporary instructor for the Iron Project, Gion!"

Gion looked at the group of recruits in front of him who were already lined up and continued.

"Half a day, you only have half a day, and in this half day, I will teach you the essentials of iron."

"In the evening, you will enter the actual combat link."

....

As time passed, time came to the evening.

Gion looked at the group of recruits in front of him and shook his head.

This group of guys, for half a day, didn't get in.

Thinking of this, Gion pulled out a stack of notes from his pocket and spoke.

"Random person, I will use him as a sample to tell you the trick of cultivating iron."

"It's painful to be a sample, let's draw lots."

After saying that, Gion picked up the roster in his hand and read it.

"Asuka Kikuchi!"

When Asuka heard his name come out of Gion's mouth, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, this guy can't be trying to take revenge, right?

Looking at Gion's calm expression, Asuka stubbornly walked up to Gion and spoke.

"Here!"

Gion looked at the birds in front of him, looked at them carefully, and said slowly.

"Smoke it!"

Asuka looked at the pile of notes in Gion's hand, pulled out one casually, and opened it to find that the word sample was written on it.

Scald.

"Whew!"

The group of recruits below breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Asuka pull out the sample note, and then hurried away from the battlefield and became a crowd on the side.

"Little Flying Bird."

Gion looked at Asuka with a smile on her face, and then saw that she had crumpled all the notes in her hand into powder and scattered them in the wind.