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But Nana didn't take it to heart in the morning.

afternoon--

"Student Futaba, someone is looking for you."

During the class break, a classmate's voice came from the door, and Makoto Futaba, who was chatting with Takahashi, looked over and found that it was Ninomiya Ye.

No, it can't be said unexpectedly, after all, Ninomiya Ye is looking for her more frequently.

"Didn't sleep well?"

At the first sentence at the door, the girl leaning against the door and holding a bamboo knife asked.

"Huh?" Futaba Makoto shook his head, "After all, I have to tutor Suzuki, but it's okay...what's the matter?"

Ninomiya raised her thin eyebrows, and glanced at Futaba Makoto with sharp eyes: "I can't find you if I have nothing to do?"

"Of course, it's okay to find Oni-chan if you have nothing to do." Makoto Futaba just added a sentence, and found that Ninomiya Ye looked like he was about to draw his sword.

Futaba Makoto sighed: "You can't beat me, so what's the use of drawing the sword?"

"You don't have a weapon." Hearing this, Ninomiya Ye said with a half-smile.

Futaba Makoto was speechless, and leaned against the door with his arms folded.

"Tell me, what can you do to come to me during class?"

"The Kendo Club needs you to come forward." Ninomiya Ye said.

Makoto Futaba was puzzled: "Come forward?"

"In other words, although I promised you that you only need to participate in the competition and do not need to train...but the competition is approaching, and there are a lot of fresh blood in the club." Ninomiya Ye said, "So..."

"It means that some people think that my virtue is unworthy, right?" Makoto Futaba seemed to understand something.

Ninomiya Ye nodded: "Well, after all, the positions are limited, you occupy one, and you never show up in the Kendo Department."

Futaba Makoto thought about it.

If there is fresh blood in the club, it is not surprising that he does not know his strength. It is normal for him to complain about being taken by a guy who has never come to train after his hard training.

"How is it?" Ninomiya asked.

"Can I not go?" Makoto Futaba smiled.

"Of course not."

Anyway, better than going to training.

With this in mind, Makoto Futaba agreed.

"What did Ninomiya ask you for just now?" Takahashi who was standing aside just after sitting down asked curiously.

"Go to the Kendo Club to show off." Futaba smiled.

After telling the general story, Takahashi seemed to think of something, "I heard that there are a few people called [swordsmanship geniuses] who joined the Kendo club in the first grade, so this happened, right?"

"Swordsman genius?"

"Right, it's a very exaggerated title, but I have heard that seniors in the third grade are easily defeated, and there are not many opponents in the second grade." Takahashi Tetsu also patted Futaba Makoto with a smile. Shoulder, "Of course, you can't compare to Cheng, I think you are the strongest high school student I have ever seen."

"The strongest high school student VS swordsmanship genius." Takahashi Megumi pushed the glasses, the lenses refracted the light, "Sounds very interesting."

Futaba Makoto twitched the corner of his mouth, then shook his head: "If you can defeat the seniors in the third grade, I guess they are not weak."

"That's right, we're going to cheer you up in the afternoon, and perform well."

"Well."

Just at this time, Nana walked in from outside the classroom in the morning. After seeing the scene in front of her, she blinked curiously: "What are you talking about?"

"fine."

"Really?" Nana tilted her head in the morning.

……

After school, Kendo club.

There was a crisp sound of bamboo knives colliding, accompanied by several cheers, and in the center of the crowd, a slender boy easily hit the opponent's face with a bamboo knife.

"I lost." His opponent also made a voice of admiration, "What a fast knife."

"No, I've accepted." Taking off the mask, the black half-length hair spread out, and the boy who was praised smiled, "It's just luck."

"Why did you have a freak like you in the first grade? Your strength and speed are impeccable. You really deserve to be a swordsmanship genius."

"Hahaha...don't say that shy-sounding address."

Sasaki Ichidou put away the bamboo knife, then looked around and asked, "Well, where is Ninomiya-senpai?"

"Ah, Minister Ninomiya has gone to class A of the second grade."

"Second Grade Class A?"

"Well, I'm going to find that guy named Makoto Futaba."

Hearing the words Futaba Makoto, Sasaki frowned slightly: "Senior, what do you want him to do, he is obviously a conceited guy who doesn't even want to come to training."

"Is he really that strong?"

Hearing Sasaki's question, the boy who was his opponent just now also scratched his head: "So, I actually watched him fight with Minister Ninomiya on the spot, and that person would use a relatively unpopular double sword Flow, but from my point of view, it's only slightly better than the minister."

"Double-sword style." Sasaki shook his head, "It seems that he just took advantage of the moves. Even someone as good as Ninomiya-senpai comes to train every day, and this guy..."

He doesn't like Futaba Makoto, the rumored character at all. In his opinion, even if he has some real skills but neglects training, he won't achieve much in the future.

While speaking, the door of the activity room opened.

A girl holding a black bamboo knife led four or five people in.

"minister."

Many people said hello, and then noticed the familiar face.

"Student Futaba." Some people who were familiar with him greeted him, and Makoto Futaba and the others were naturally following behind Ninomiya Ye.

"The Kendo Department has been renovated?"

Makoto Futaba was a little surprised at the brand newness of the activity room, even the wax on the floor was smooth and translucent.

"It has been renovated for a long time, how long has it been since you came?" Ninomiya Makoto seemed a little speechless to Futaba Makoto's reaction, but she also knew that it was meaningless to come to the Kendo Club for so-called training with Futaba Makoto's current strength , since his grandmother gave him special training, Futaba Makoto now even Ninomiya Ye can't know how strong he is.

"Ahaha." Makoto Futaba just smiled.

"Well, it doesn't smell as bad as before." Nana beside her also added.

While a few people were chatting, a few people walked over with bamboo knives in their hands.

"It's just right, let me introduce you to each other." Ninomiya Ye introduced after seeing the people who came over,
"This is Futaba Makoto from our club. Although he rarely shows up, he is very powerful."

"And these three are freshmen recruited by the club, and they joined Guangming High School as special recruits before."

Futaba Makoto looked at the three people in front of him, one with a bald head, one with medium-length hair, and a cute girl with a kind smile.

Ok?
Makoto Futaba noticed that the boy with medium-long hair was staring at him all the time, so he smiled and asked, "What's your name?"