"Asagiri, this, a little high-profile..."

"Can't you?"

After class, Mamoru Suzuki turned his head to look at the side, and next to him, Asaki, who had successfully obtained the position, held his little face and groaned with a smile.

The eyes that swept around from time to time surrounded the two of them, and the sound of discussion centered on them kept drifting into their ears.

Mamoru Suzuki sighed helplessly... In just one day, not long after that, he sighed twice: "No... It's not impossible, as long as you're happy. ”

"Of course it's nice to meet Suzuki-kun." The girl's eyes were crooked, and Mamoru Suzuki was speechless.

After a pause, he said, "There was no such thing in Tokyo." ”

"At that time, Suzuki-kun didn't suddenly disappear all at once."

“... All right. ”

Mamoru Suzuki accepted the explanation, and then he looked around to meet the gossip gaze.

Some of them hid their eyes in embarrassment when they saw him look over, and some of them expressed their curiosity very simply and quite directly.

Finally, he returned to the asagi.

"If nothing else, this look will last a long time."

"Hmm... Haven't you gotten used to it at ordinary times? ”

"If it's just me, there aren't usually so many boys who care about me."

The culprit smiled cutely at the misty and washed away the blame... Cute is a very good camouflage color, so such a girl can't be blamed at all.

"Maybe it'll be in the school newspaper of the Ministry of Public Information." Mamoru Suzuki said again.

"Huh, really?"

"Hmm. The title will probably be "Transferred to Makino from Tokyo, but I didn't expect a beautiful girl to follow"... Something like that. ”

The news that a boy was transferred from Tokyo on purpose was definitely quite eye-catching gossip in high school when he was a student.

And the news may get more and more crooked in the end, and I don't know what the rumors will turn into in the end.

"It's not bad." Chao Xixi thought about such a scene, and finally said.

"Because it is possible to swear sovereignty?"

Mamoru Suzuki doesn't know what to say well... But it didn't matter, he had never cared much about this kind of thing. The baptism of some gaze will also be temporary, and the passage of time can brush away the curiosity of idlers, and there will always be something else to occupy the attention.

Of course, the most important thing is because it is towards the fog and tide... I've been taking care of him, and I've followed him from Tokyo, and I'm cute, so I can't blame him.

"So be it."

The morning class ended quickly with the sound of various gossip discussions, and at noon, the two of them were put together at noon, and lunch was also together.

It's just that school is out in the afternoon.,Asahi Shio, who has just entered school, needs to go to the staff room because there are still things to do.,Suzuki Nomoru is preparing to go to the kendo club.。

"Then I'll see you first, Suzuki-kun."

"Hmm."

Bidding farewell to the morning foggy tide, Mamoru Suzuki went to the kendo club with a shoulder bag as usual, and along the way, of course, received a lot of attention.

"Huh... Is that him? ”

"Suzuki-san?"

"It's so handsome."

"No wonder."

"But I heard that Aagiri-san, too, is beautiful."

"How pretty?"

"Hmm..."

"How does it compare to Yucheng-san?"

"I haven't seen it yet..."

“......”

"The gossip did spread quickly, but... Tamaki three thousand generations?"

When I walked through the door of Class C of the second year, I unexpectedly heard a familiar name. Mamoru Suzuki's mind subconsciously appeared the figure of Tamashiro Michiyo.

Wearing a white kendo suit and holding a bamboo sword, there is no superfluous expression on her beautiful face, and her black and white eyes are extremely serious.

Compared with the two, it's actually really hard to say who is more...

Mamoru Suzuki, who was in his mind because of the words of passers-by, suddenly appeared in reality because of the figure that should have existed in his mind-

Tamaki Michiyo appeared in his field of vision, she stopped at the door of Class C, looked at him, and her eyes showed a slight doubt.

"Suzuki-san, are you standing here?"

“... It's nothing. Mamoru Suzuki paused and replied, he wouldn't say that it would be rude to compare the two girls in his mind.

He diverted the topic: "Yucheng classmate, do you want to go together?" ”

Tamaki Michiyo glanced at him, and in fact she didn't care what he was thinking.

"Hmm." Nod in response.

So, Mamoru Suzuki prepared to go to the kendo club with Tamajo Michiyo.

It's just that he has just taken two steps, but Mamoru Suzuki stopped again, and his face became a little delicate.

"Suzuki-san?" Tamajo Michiyo, who was one step ahead of him, had to look sideways at him.

"No... It's nothing. ”

Mamoru Suzuki shook his head again and followed.

Such a small accident did not affect the three thousand generations of Tamaki, and she took a new step, and the girl did not ask all the way, so she arrived at the door of the kendo department.

I opened the door with the key to the activity room, walked in, closed it again, and the noise of the campus was cut out.

Tamashiro Michiyo walked over to the shoe rack, put her shoulder bag down, took off her shoes and socks, and revealed her clean feet again.

Mamoru Suzuki admitted that the process of the girl taking off her shoes and socks to reveal her beautiful complexion made him can't help but look at it twice... It's really good-looking.

When Tamashiro got up and moved out of the way, Mamoru Suzuki walked over, also put down his shoulder bag, and took off his shoes and socks.

"Yucheng-san." He began to talk.

"Huh?"

"That's... Did you hear that rumor? ”

"What about Suzuki-san and Asagiri-san?"

Looks like I've heard it.

"Hmm."

Suzuki Mamoru got up, and Tamashiro Michiyo was also holding a kendo suit at this time and was about to walk into the changing room.

"What's wrong?"

"That's what happened on the road just now."

"So?"

The door to the changing room closes, and Mamoru Suzuki begins to take off his uniform.

"It suddenly occurred to me that I came here with Yucheng classmates just now and was seen, maybe this kind of gossip will become strange."

After taking off his uniform, Mamoru Suzuki picked up his kendo uniform and put it on.

When a complete set of kendo clothes was changed, Tamajo Michiyo also walked out of the changing room, and the girl picked up his words at this time.

"So?"

"I'm sorry, it seems that I have implicated Yucheng."

"Nothing." Tamaki Michiyo walked to the sword stand and picked up her bamboo sword.

"Don't you care?" Mamoru Suzuki went to the door first, opened the locked door, and then came to the sword stand and picked up the bamboo sword.

"Could it be that Suzuki-san's kendo practice is going to stop practicing kendo because of rumors?" Tamajo 300yo opened the curtains and windows.

"Not really."

Walking to the middle of the field, Mamoru Suzuki and Michiyo Tamaki both put on a posture of preparing for "Su Zhen".

"Well, let's start practicing." Tamajo Michiyo had already raised the bamboo sword very seriously.

"Yes." Mamoru Suzuki raised the bamboo sword and swung it down.

......

After the most basic sword swinging practice, I practiced the "Shijigu" for a while, and then entered the actual combat of kendo.

Tamaki Michiyo had already brought the kendo armor that was placed in the kendo hall.

After all, officially joining the kendo club, Mamoru Suzuki is still facing a one-month deadline, and in order to be able to score head-on on Tamashiro Michiyo, actual combat practice is indispensable.

But—

"Noodles."

"Hands."

"Carcass."

The three choruses of qi, which barely lasted long, rang out one after another, and Mamoru Suzuki gasped, the bamboo sword he held in his hand hanging down.

Sure enough, it was impossible to win at all.

After losing the buff blessing of "Hidden Strength", Michiyo Tamaki, who already knew him completely, was easily hit even though Mamoru Suzuki had turned on the ability of "Cat Spirit" in the third round.

The level of Kendo in Tamaki Michiyo is still too terrifying.

Is it really possible to beat head-to-head in a month?

Mamoru Suzuki himself couldn't help but be suspicious.