On Saturday afternoon, Mamoru Suzuki came to the Tamaki Kendo Hall again, in cat form, of course.

"Why is this cat here again?"

As soon as Tamashiro Michiyo opened the door, Mamoru Suzuki walked into the kendo arena, and he heard the voice of Rinka Nakazawa.

"Rinka, it already has a name, it's called Kaji, not 'this cat'." Tamaki Sanchiyo first corrected Nakazawa Rinka's statement, and then followed behind the gray cat, looking at the gray cat's figure, his eyes were intent, "Maybe it has already remembered this." ”

Ignoring the two high school girls who were still talking, Suzuki walked straight in, found a suitable spot, lay down, and meowed lazily.

After lying down, he began to look around.

Tamaki Michiyo was beside him, and Rinka Nakazawa was in the front position, and the two were wearing kendo armor, but they both took off their masks and gloves, and the bamboo sword was also put aside.

Two high school girls were resting.

Mamoru Suzuki thought about it, and suddenly realized that his head was lightly poked... He turned his head, and the person who poked him was naturally Tamaki Sanchiyo.

Swept away by his eyes and realizing that she had been discovered, the girl quietly retracted her outstretched fingers into her fists, her clean and clear eyes, as if to say that the person who had just poked him was not her.

"It's cute."

Facing Tamashiro Michiyo, who was squatting in front of him, Mamoru Suzuki tilted his head and blinked.

The corners of the girl's mouth couldn't help but hook up a little good-looking arc.

Mamoru Suzuki whispered "meow" again maliciously, and her calm eyes rippled, and a smile appeared.

"Kaji." She began to call his name softly, and the fingers she had just hidden reached out and pressed back to his head.

"What a sin."

While enjoying the feeling of the girl's fingers gently brushing over her head, Mamoru Suzuki introspected inwardly and used his cute appearance to deceive a female high school student or something...

It was only this guilt that lasted only three seconds, and Mamoru Suzuki turned to something else.

In his mind, he went to school with Tamajo Michiyo before, and when he was in the kendo club, the appearance of this girl, and then compare it to the present...

Mamoru Suzuki looked at Tamashiro Michiyo, and Tamashiro Michiyo also looked at him.

"Meow~"

Suddenly, a cat meow sounded, but the source of the sound was not Mamoru Suzuki, but Tamashiro Michiyo, who was squatting in front of him.

The girl's fingers are still gently grasping his head, a slight smile appears on her beautiful face, and her lips and teeth are slightly open, whether it is the cherry lips or the little white teeth that are exposed, they are all shining with beautiful colors, and the sound of "meow" is even more clean and clear, and it is too cute to imitate the appearance of a cat's meow.

"Humans and cats really can't be generalized."

Suzuki Mamoru faced the cute girl who meowed at him, and reluctantly followed the "meow", teasing the smile on the corner of the girl's mouth even more dazzling.

"Yucheng-san, I am definitely not like this when you face me in human form."

At that time, the cold appearance was clearly exposed.

If there is a cat worship cult in this world, Tamaki Sanchiyo must be a devout believer.

"It's so cute..."

Suzuki Mamoshimasa was thinking about "worshipping the cat god religion", and suddenly heard the emotion of a female high school student, it was Rinka Nakazawa.

This female high school student, who has always had an opinion about him, is finally going to be captured by the charm of cats?

Mamoru Suzuki looked over with a shake of his ears.

He saw Rinka Nakazawa smile contentedly, and his gaze was absolutely, definitely not on him.

In other words, the phrase "so cute" is clearly said to Tamajo Michiyo...

Mamoru Suzuki was silent for a moment, then silently turned back. He looked at Tamaki Michiyo again, and Tamaki Michiyo's hand that was still gently grasping his head just now had stopped, and his slightly open lips and teeth were closed.

Got carried away, and screamed "meow" in front of his companions, and sure enough, he was still a little embarrassed...

"Rinka..."

After a moment of stalemate, Yucheng Sanchiyo took a light breath and adjusted back to his state.

“... Yes, Michiyo. What's wrong? Rinka Nakazawa waited a few seconds before responding, still immersed in the "meow" sound she had just made.

"There's one thing I haven't told you yet." Tamaki Michiyo had already calmed down, and she spoke, "Yesterday, Suzuki-san, came to the kendo club, and he-"

"Huh?" Rinka Nakazawa finally came to her senses, and couldn't help but let out a surprised voice, interrupting Tamashiro Michiyo's words, "Does he really want to join the Kendo Club?" ”

"Hmm." Tamajo Michiyo looked at the gray cat lying down, only its ears trembled cutely, and then stood up, and nodded.

Mamoru Suzuki eavesdropping.

"What about Michiyo you..."Rinka Nakazawa asked a little nervously.

"I didn't agree."

"Then..."

"But I gave him the opportunity to be tested." Tamaki Michiyo added.

Rin Nakazawa froze in place, and then reacted before asking, "Huh? Why? ”

Tamajo Michiyo stretched out his hand again and gently put it on the gray cat's back... Mamoru Suzuki's body couldn't help but stiffen, and his tail stopped.

It was only when the girl's hand began to soothe his back, and the light touch of his short hair made him relax, and his tail swung happily.

"Suzuki-san said he had only studied kendo for a week, but I asked him to show me how to swing a sword... It's hard to imagine practicing for only a week, even..."Tamashiro Michiyo thought back to the sword that Suzuki Mamoru had swung in the kendo club.

"Even I saw my shadow in him."

"......" Mamoru Suzuki was inexplicably a little weak-hearted.

Through detailed observation, he tried his best to imitate the three thousand generations of Yucheng in every detail, and it was natural that there was her shadow.

“... There is a shadow of three thousand generations? Rinka Nakazawa asked suspiciously.

"Hmm." Tamaki Michiyo confirmed, "So, I'll give him a week, as long as he can score on me in the actual combat practice next week, even if he passes the assessment." ”

Rinka Nakazawa hesitated for a few seconds, and then, relieved: "That's it... That's definitely not going to happen. ”

Mamoru Suzuki glanced at Rinka Nakazawa.

Although he himself didn't think it would work, he was so sure that others said "no", and sure enough...

"Alright, it's almost time to rest, keep practicing." Tamaki Michiyo glanced at Kaji, whose cat's ears were inexplicably drooping, and finally stroked its furry body with his hand and stood up.

She walked back to the place where she practiced, picked up the mask and gloves, put them back on, and picked up the bamboo sword.

The same goes for Rinka Nakazawa.

"The next words... Combat practice? She asked.

"Hmm." Jadejo Michiyo confirmed, and his eyes became serious.

Mamoru Suzuki, who was lazily immersed in the touch of a high school girl just now, immediately cheered up.

Combat practice?

So this is a good opportunity to get to know the level of Kendo in Tamaki Sanchiyo, right?