Tokyo Takeshi Convinces People with Virtue

Chapter 12 Want to hit someone with such a soft fist?

ding dong dong~
The school bell of Japanese high schools is the same as the bell of Big Ben and Westminster in the United Kingdom, falling into the ears of students like a sound of nature.

Even the deepest sleep will wake up.

Mingu Mingong, who was still lying on her stomach, got up instantly, and the classical textbook covering her sleeping face fell down.

There was a red mark on her cheek sleeping with her arm on her pillow, and a few dull hairs were lifted from her blond curly hair. She stuffed the books back into her schoolbag and bowed: "Thank you, teacher."

The teacher on the stage didn't know what to say about her.

If you say you are not polite, you will definitely say that the teacher has worked hard after school.

To be polite, there is no class where you don't sleep, and you run away after shouting.

Although public schools are known as fool-style education in Japan, those who have the conditions either go to private schools or frantically look for cram schools outside.

Don't look down on the public school curriculum at all.

But this behavior of sleeping every class is too much.

They are obviously twins, and they are the complete opposite of their younger sister who has good academic performance and excellent sports.

Jingong Mingtong doesn't care how others see him.

If her father hadn't forced her to study, she wouldn't have appeared in school at all.

Jingong Mingtong grabbed her schoolbag and quickly rushed out of the teaching building, disappearing into the school like a husky who had let go.

A happy expression on his face.

May [-]rd is Constitution Memorial Day, May [-]th is Green Day, May [-]th is Boys' Day, plus Saturday and Sunday, it is a five-day holiday!

Cool!
For Jingong Mingtong who doesn't like to study, these five days are of great significance.

She ran home, put the shoes in the shoe cabinet, and took out the slippers to wear.

Boom, she strode to the living room, took out her mobile phone, and threw her schoolbag on the table casually.

Lie on the sofa with a numb body, not afraid of losing her short skirt, and raised her legs.

Stupid Dragon won't come back before 05:30, and Chisa is the student council president, so it's not that fast either.

At this moment, this is her kingdom!
Jingong Mingtong clicked on the League of Legends mobile game, intending to play a game.

She hates those games that need to be managed and upgraded slowly. This kind of five-on-five game competition will be played occasionally when she has time.

However, she is not interested in pushing towers, her hobby is to grab heads, and she rarely forms a team with others.

Randomly pit teammates online.

……

Jingu Liu Guild Hall.

"Kirin Temple, you have to punch powerfully!"

Bailong frowned, perhaps because the practice time was too short, he taught Qilin Sijing to boxing.

That posture made him suspect that what he taught was not an enemy-killing move, but a gangster's excited fist.

So soft, are you afraid that the gangster won't burst your clothes?

"I'll show you again, the enemy's fist is coming from the middle.

Block with your left hand upwards, grab your wrist, pull it back, slide your foot forward to the right, twist your waist to exert force, and rotate counterclockwise to hit the enemy's abdomen with your elbow. "

Bailong demonstrated these movements slowly, emphasizing: "The integration of offense and defense is a major feature of our Jingu style martial arts.

Don't forget to defend while attacking.

Don't forget to attack while defending. "

"Hi, Master Bai!"

Qilin Sijing replied loudly, his cheeks were flushed, like a ripe little apple.

The orange-gold eyes revealed firmness, and both hands clenched into small fists, putting on a defensive posture.

Bailong threw a normal punch.

Qilin Sijing raised his left hand and clasped his wrist, pulled it back, slid his feet forward to the right, and moved his slender waist, like a little wife throwing herself into her arms.

Not at all murderous.

"Stop!" Bai Long stopped loudly.

Kirin Temple Mirror's movements froze.

"Raise your hips and use every muscle in your waist."

Bai Long clapped his hands, completely ignoring the difference between men and women.

Anyway, Qilin Sijing pretended to be a boy, so he would treat him like a boy.

Well!Qilin Sijing's body instantly became tense, even trembling.

Her eyes were about to turn in circles, and she was used to rubbing her hands and legs.

But...the first time there.

Bailong looked at his hand, and then at the Kirin Temple Mirror, the hand felt so good that he wanted to hit it a second time.

Oops, this Pandora's box can't be opened, he can't have that kind of crooked thinking, "Hey, remember your current state and thoughts, don't hold a loose mentality.

Even for practice, you have to go all out, understand? "

"Hi!"

Qilin Sijing responded loudly, secretly ashamed, what was he thinking.

How could Master Bai be that kind of person? He had to concentrate on practicing.

Her gaze became firm.

……

At five o'clock, Kirin Sijing stopped training and left Jingongliu Clubhouse.

Bailong practiced until 05:30 and washed himself in the shower before returning to Jingu's house.

"I'm back!" He shouted inside, and put on plush slippers.

"Brother Long, welcome back."

Chisa Jingu walked out of the washbasin room next to the stairs, behind her was the sound of the washing machine entering the water.

Her cheeks were slightly red, and she wiped her moist lips with her right hand, as if she wanted to wipe something away.

Bai Long didn't pay attention, and said with a heavy face, "What's for dinner today?"

"Pizza, Coke, fried chicken."

Jingu Chisa smiled and said, "The five-day long vacation made my sister have so much fun that she didn't have time to cook."

"That's great."

Bai Long breathed a sigh of relief, wishing that Ming Tong would not cook every day, ordering high-calorie junk food was better than eating those.

"Stupid dragon, I can hear you, just wait for me, tomorrow I will show you my superb cooking skills!"

Those feet wrapped in tile-blue stockings kicked in the air.

Jingong Mingtong sat up with force from his waist, instead of lying down as before, with his legs crossed and pressed.

Her feet are not the thin type, they are a bit fleshy, and it will be more obvious if you press them down.

"Ming Tong..." Bai Long was speechless, and sighed, "I will never be able to eat the food you cook."

"Hmph, there are no absolutes in the world." Jingong Mingtong just finished playing a game, and said provocatively: "The pizza hasn't been delivered yet, do you dare to compete with me?"

"Little Diamond, if you dare to speak wild words there, I agree to your challenge."

Bailong has never been addicted to games, but he is very keen to fight against Mingtong's arrogance.

The girl didn't go to Jiewa for three days.

"Hehe." Mingong Mingtong shifted his position.

Bailong sat next to him, and Jingu Chisa naturally squeezed on the other side.

She didn't put it in the middle to block it, because she understood her sister's bad habits and always wanted to interfere with Brother Long's operation of the game from the sidelines.

He often uses his shoulders or his feet wrapped in stockings to push secretly, and occasionally launches a head attack.

Repeated defeats, never discouraged.

Jingong Qiansa thought about stopping this behavior at first, but later found that she could pretend to watch the game and post with Brother Long, so she let her sister play tricks.

"Look at me killing all directions." "Crippled blow." "Want to run? Ruthless Iron Hand."

Aketomi Jingu yelled and squeezed her shoulders to the side, trying to interfere with the game.

Bailong controls the crocodile, although Mingtong shouted very imposingly, the situation is that he has the upper hand and is planning to kill Nuoshou.

A message popped up suddenly.

"Noxian Guillotine!"

(End of this chapter)