Tokyo host

Chapter 286 I just want to give every beautiful girl a home, is that wrong?
"Is there someone inside?" Ninomiya Ye standing at the door held the black bamboo knife with a calm expression, but did not look inside.

The corner of Futaba Makoto's mouth twitched: "No."

If this guy saw the picture inside, Makoto Futaba would not dare to think about it.

"Forget it." Ninomiya Makoto probably knew that Futaba Makoto didn't tell the truth. She thought there must be a girl hidden inside, but she didn't plan to expose Futaba Makoto—of course, if Ninomiya Makoto knew what was inside It's two girls, and they won't think so when they see the picture inside.

"Let's go."

"Wait, Ninomiya, I want to go home." Futaba Makoto interrupted Ninomiya Ye and said, "Is there time?"

Come back home?

Doubt appeared on Ninomiya Ye's face, could something be wrong?
"Take something." Makoto Futaba smiled.

"Then I'll ask someone to drive you back." Ninomiya Ye said.

"Thank you."

After more than an hour and a half, Makoto Futaba returned to the dojo where he practiced swords——

Grandma Miyuki was kneeling on the floor right now, and beside her was her sword.

She closed her eyes and meditated, and at the side, Ninomiya Yizhi and Ninomiya Ye, who were sons, were also sitting.

"Grandma Miyuki, I'm sorry for being late because of some things." Futaba Makoto said, and everyone noticed that at this time he had two samurai swords pinned to his waist.

Grandma Miyuki seemed to have noticed the sword he was carrying, and after taking a deep look: "Have you had breakfast?"

"After eating an energy bar, I'm not hungry." Makoto Futaba stretched his arm and said.

"Okay, let's start then."

Grandma Miyuki stood up slowly, the samurai sword in her hand was shivering slightly with the color of bright silver.

Futaba Makoto also pulled out his own samurai sword, which turned out to be as black as ink.

Grandma Miyuki shrank her pupils slightly, and said in the next second as if relieved: "It turned out to be that guy's sword. I thought I would leave this world with him."

"No, grandpa left it to me." Makoto Futaba held the handle of the knife and cut a black arc with the blade. He smiled and said, "Grandma, I think today, the final winner will be decided .”

Grandma Miyuki smiled faintly: "Well, good."

Neither of them had any protective measures, and it was a real hand-to-hand duel.

"It's too dangerous, Grandmother." Ninomiya Ye said loudly after understanding their plan.

"Night!" Ninomiya Yizhi who was beside her stopped her daughter.

"But……"

Ninomiya Yizhi lowered her voice and said, "Have you forgotten the family motto of the Ninomiya family?!"

"Watch the martial arts without saying a word." Ninomiya Ye lowered his head, "I'm sorry."

"No matter what the result of this duel is, you copied the family motto a hundred times before tonight and gave it to me." Ninomiya Yizhi said seriously, "Your state of mind has been too impetuous recently, especially when it is related to Futaba-kun. "

"Yes." Ninomiya Ye did not refute, but nodded silently.

……

At this moment, Futaba Makoto clenched his samurai sword tightly, and then took a deep breath.

He wants to prove his own strength, to prove that he does not disgrace his grandfather's inheritance, so today, Futaba Makoto intends to show his full strength to Grandma Miyuki.

"I'm up!"

Futaba Makoto stepped forward with a single step, the blade dragged a black streamer, and just slashed towards the old man directly!

"Ding." Ninomiya Miyuki lifted the knife and bounced Futaba Makoto's slash, and stabbed the knife out the moment the opponent retreated!

So fast.

But Futaba Makoto also kept his hand, and the samurai sword held tightly in his left hand slashed out to resist.

"Ding."

The two sides distanced themselves resolutely, and then adjusted their breathing.

"Sure enough, Grandma Miyuki's strength is far beyond my imagination." After Futaba Makoto felt his jaw go numb, he couldn't even imagine how strong Grandma Miyuki was when he was young.

"but……"

He suddenly put down the knife, and then said: "Grandma Miyuki, I think you have seen through all my moves. Apart from your strength, it is more because you are also very familiar with our Futaba family's swordsmanship, right?"

"Yes." Ninomiya Miyuki smiled lightly, "Actually, even you may not understand as deeply as I do."

"So that's how it is..." Makoto Futaba suddenly held the knife in his left hand and changed his posture, "What about this knife?"

Taking a step forward, Makoto Futaba slashed at the old man with a strange twisted body posture, two black streamers flickered, condensing the aura to one point.

Seeing this blow, Ninomiya Miyuki remained motionless strangely.

Futaba Makoto didn't understand what Grandma Miyuki wanted to do, but he still tried his best to strike his strongest blow.

There was no hesitation.

In the next second, there was a faint sigh, Ninomiya Miyuki raised her knife to resist, and there was a crisp sound of metal collision, but under everyone's shocked eyes, the blade was cut off by Futaba Makoto's samurai sword !

The fragments scattered, like mirrors falling slowly, but several of them reflected the face of the old man.

Suddenly, she seemed to see herself when she was young.

……

……

"Are you the ace of the kendo department, the kendo genius who pushed all the way in the national competition?" I also heard the voice from before.

"What's the matter?" Ninomiya Miyuki still remembers, it was one afternoon, she was sitting and resting by the school flower bed, and the black-haired boy with a smile on his face and four or five samurai swords on his back spoke to her.

"I also practice swords, how about you compete with me and become my girlfriend if you lose."

"It's boring, and I know you, you are the scumbag Futaba Takuya who has been with several women."

"What kind of scumbag, I just want to give every beautiful girl a home, is that wrong?" The black-haired boy folded his arms, and then said with a smile, "You look so good-looking, it's so boring if you only know how to play with swords. Why not be my girlfriend."

She sneered: "Hehe, yes, I promise you... If you beat me, I will date you."

"But if you lose, please keep one hand, can you?" She said threateningly, but she didn't expect the other party to agree without any fear, "Okay, Miyuki-chan, then later Come to my house for dinner after you lose, my room is quite big."

"You'll regret it." The words infuriated her.

She showed all her strength, and even wanted him to regret molesting her, but it's a pity...

Even the weapon in his hand was cut off mercilessly by the opponent, turned into pieces and fell to the ground, and he was completely defeated.

"I didn't intend to break your sword, this one will pay you." The other party scratched her head in embarrassment, then pulled out a samurai sword and stuck it in front of her, with his name [Futaba Takuya] engraved on it.

Holding the knife in front of her tightly, Ninomiya Miyuki said flatly: "When I win you back, we will end our relationship."

"Although I don't want to hit you, the chances are almost zero." The young man put his arms around her waist and said with a smile suddenly, "You smell really good. You really are a girl from a rich family. Let me kiss you."

"You bastard, you want to die!"

"Don't be shy."

(End of this chapter)