"Hey! That student, what are you looking at at the door? Can't take your eyes off the boy you like when you see it? ”

When Yin Rena was still immersed in the sword and sword duel, a voice that was obviously facing her forcibly forced her to withdraw from the state of appreciation.

This voice is not small, and when it goes down, those students near the door hear it.

Everyone burst into laughter, and the two boys who were watched by Yin Rena just now seemed to have misunderstood something, and their cheeks turned red, but when they fought with each other, they seemed to be working harder, vowing to defend happiness.

But Yin Rena is no one, she was just dissed in front of the public, and she couldn't make her ashamed.

Looking at the sound source, it was a very small bear, probably only A, wearing a close-fitting leather coat, showing off her cheetah-like body except for the bear.

He has shoulder-length short black hair and a delicate face with a bit of Oriental flavor.

At this time, she was exuding heat all over her body, which was especially noticeable in the winter air.

I guess I just finished training, Yin Rena thought.

The students were still laughing, but the woman was just a look, everyone kept their mouths shut, and the only sound they could make was "Ha! ”。

I'm blanching, is this woman still an instructor or something?

It's terrifying!

Yin Rena silently organized a language and said, "I'm looking at the game between the long swords, and I didn't look at any male classmate. ”

"Moreover, I'm not a student, at least not a student of the Long Sword Society."

In two sentences, she answered all the questions asked by the woman completely, and revealed her identity, Yin Rena felt that this answer should be the most concise and powerful.

The woman laughed after hearing this, "I like your crispness, how about it?" ”

"How?" Yin Rena wondered.

"The duel between the two rookies? What's the review? The woman looked at Yin Rena with a smile on her face, as if she was curious about what kind of answer she would give.

Her appearance always reminds Yin Rena of a colleague in Yord City, who is familiar with her and has a bad stomach.

Yin Rena reviewed the duel just now in her mind, although the collision of the long swords gave Yin Rena infinite reverie, but it did not mean that they fought well, so she gave a pertinent summary: "It's like two pulp lakes, unsightly." ”

This amused her, and she laughed so much that she almost burst into tears.

As soon as she came out like this, the two boys' already red faces became even redder, red and purple, and their toes rubbed against the ground, eager to deduct a three-bedroom living room.

"Well said! The two of them really fought like, needless to say so subtlely. ”

"But," the woman gradually put away her presumptuous expression, "I dare to say that about my students, I can't do it without some real skills." ”

As she spoke, she walked over to one of the male classmates, snatched his wooden sword without saying a word, and threw it to Yin Rena.

"Pick it up and have a fight with this classmate, if you can't beat it, you'll be better next, even if you're not a student of our club."

The weight and feel of the wooden sword are amazing, how to say it, it is a little outrageously light, and it is like a dogtail when it is wielded.

"But I don't know how to use a sword, how can I fight him with a sword?"

"It's okay, people who can use swords, they don't need others to teach them from the beginning, you just feel it."

Now Yin Rena can't escape no matter what she says, so she can only bite the bullet, who called herself the truth just now.

Following the example of other students, taking off their boots and socks, their white and tender little feet stepped on the wooden board, and the first touch was cool and slippery.

On such a ground, it is not easy to control the force.

Perhaps this is also one of the training contents of the club members.

Under the guidance of the woman, Yin Rena stood in front of the boy with a blushing face.

The boy had a handsome face from a Westerner, with fluffy and curly blond hair and was about 176cm tall.

"Mika, if you have anything to say, just say it quickly, it's not good for your health to hold it for a long time."

I have to say that this woman's mouth is as sharp as a poisonous scorpion, picking on other people's pain, and even sprinkling salt on the wound.

The boy named Miga clenched his sword tightly and almost shouted, "I will prove to you that the sword I wield is not a piece of!" ”

"Uh-huh~" The woman nodded with satisfaction, "Hear me, then what challenge statement do you have?" A girl who broke in and was ashamed to speak? ”

Miga used the long sword in his two hands, and Yin Rena on the opposite side was able to stabilize it like Mount Tai with only one hand, "There's nothing to say, let's start directly." ”

"Excellent! It seems that both players are highly motivated! The woman forcibly set the mood, "Then I announce, heads-up, start!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Yin Rena rushed out, the strong wind swept across her cheeks, and rushed to Miga's front in a breath, before he could even react, the posture of raising the sword was only halfway raised, and the blade of the long sword in Yin Rena's single hand was against his throat.

Cold sweat slowly slid down the curves of his face.

This is...... What's the situation?

"That's how I lost? Are you kidding!? ”

Endless frustration hit his heart, after practicing for a year, he actually lost to a freshman girl he had never met, at this moment, he only felt that the future was dark, and the original firm goal was like a building about to collapse.

Micah's sword fell from his hand, and his knees went limp.

Before the weight of his body could crush his knees, Yin Rena caught his fallen sword with one of her free hands, turned her back to him, and when Miga was about to fall, she used her back as a support to forcibly keep his body in a standing position.

"You ......"

"Stand up!"

Feeling the pressure on her back gradually decrease, Yin Rena turned around again and threw the wooden sword in her left hand, which originally belonged to Miga, to him.

"I'm just better than you in terms of physical fitness, in terms of swordsmanship alone, I'm definitely not as good as you, so don't be ashamed of yourself, straighten your back, classmate, you're a man! It should look like a man! ”

Yin Leina's encouraging words echoed in her ears, and her own long sword returned to her hand again, and her eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the line of words engraved on the hilt of the sword - never give up!

He carved the wooden sword with hope and indomitable passion when he received it a year ago.

After a year, he had already forgotten about it, and it was the senior girl in front of him who reminded him of how high-spirited he was a year ago.

He held the wooden sword in his arms, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he lowered his head, "I lost, I lost convincingly." ”

"And, thank you!"