I teach judo in Tokyo

Chapter 105 Triumph, the prize is the widow? (Additional update for the leader’s “Must-See Orange Cat Every Day”)
  By the time Atobe Sousuke and the squad leader returned to the audience, it was already twenty minutes later.

Yumi Mifune followed Sousuke with a red face.

It made her very uncomfortable as she had never experienced this feeling before.

Sousuke calmly stretched out his hand to say hello to Yotsuba Saki and Gokata Motoko in front.

Then the two came to their seats one after the other.

"Sousuke-kun. Congratulations!" Yotsuba Saki looked at Atobe Sosuke's face infatuatedly, mumbling words of blessing.

Zongsuke smiled and touched her head: "Saki, I heard you cheering for me, thank you!"

The little classmate showed a satisfied smile.

Beside her, Emei raised her head and the tip of her nose moved slightly.

"Saki, you must have smelled it, there is a strange, yet familiar smell."

"Ah? No?" Yotsuba Saki only looked at Sousuke and didn't listen carefully to what Emi was saying.

"Anyway, it feels weird." Emi frowned, feeling like she remembered some embarrassing memory.

On the other side, Gokata Motoko looked at Sousuke calmly: "Did something happen? I just saw on the stage that your judo team had already left the stage."

Mifune Yumi, who was behind Sousuke, was frightened when she heard Gokata Motoko's question, and her face immediately turned red.

Nervous, super nervous!
  Unexpectedly, Zongsuke's performance was very calm. He showed a suitable frown expression: "Stop talking, Minister Iga's injury is more serious than expected. We took him to the hospital for examination quickly."

The reasons were so perfect, combined with Sousuke's natural acting skills, that a pure-hearted swordsman like Gokata Motoko didn't even think twice about it.

She nodded: "I see. I understand."

Yumi Mifune breathed a sigh of relief, and then cautiously suggested: "Motoko, do you still want to watch the men's kendo finals here? I didn't sleep well, and I want to go back and take a nap first."

Zongsuke looked at the awkward look of the squad leader and laughed secretly.

It's a pity that the Chairman is still young.

Sister Kuno didn't know what she was doing, I missed her a little.

Sousuke licked his lips.
  In fact, the widow whom Zongsuke was thinking about had quietly left with his daughter long after seeing Zongsuke exiting the game.

Kuno Maruko's thoughts were a bit incomprehensible, especially when she saw Sousuke surrounded by three young and beautiful girls, she was even more embarrassed to come out to say hello to him.

Why? Perhaps he was afraid that his appearance would affect Sosuke-kun's relationship with his female classmates.
  She was a little depressed and didn't notice that she was pouting and sulking.

However, when she lowered her head and saw her daughter Xiaokui happily holding her hand, her mood improved inexplicably.

It's rare to take a day off, but you can't just waste it.

Just accompany Xiaokui to the park to play!
  ***
  evening.

Atobe Sousuke opened the door of his gymnasium courtyard in a dusty manner.

After winning the last victory in the qualifiers today, he and his three disciples returned to the hotel to rest. After arriving, they went to participate in the closing ceremony of the regional competition under the guidance of the team leader.

Obviously, as a regional champion in both the single and team competitions, Sousuke took the stage to receive the certificate and medal on behalf of himself and Hefeng.

Then, countless flashlights flashed at him and took pictures, preserving his high-spirited image.

It is estimated that it won't take long, maybe even tomorrow, Japan's major media or newspapers will have a small space to publish relevant news about the Tokyo preliminaries champion.

In fact, according to normal circumstances, although sports such as kendo and judo are Japan's traditional martial arts sports, their actual influence is completely inferior to Japan's major ball sports.

The space and location that normal media can assign to judo competitions are mostly in remote corners of newspapers.

The problem is that Sousuke is different this time.

He used "Shanlan".

As a phantom skill in the judo world, thanks to the spread of well-known movie works, the throwing technique "Shanlan" has almost become a myth among judo enthusiasts, but few people can use it seriously in competitions.

This time, Zongsuke performed it in public, and Zongsuke was the dark horse of Hefeng High School.

Sousuke even won first place in both the individual and team competitions.

With so many hot spots stacked up, if the media still doesn't know to focus on reporting on him, then they will really lose their jobs.

Therefore, not only was Sosuke taken countless photos, but he was even jointly interviewed by several media outlets after the game.

Therefore, Zongsuke, who could have returned to the dojo earlier, was delayed again and did not arrive home until dusk.

"Ok?"

When he opened the door to the courtyard, he didn't see the widow regularly practicing throwing skills in the courtyard, which made Zongsuke a little strange. Amid the cicadas chirping on a hot summer day, the dojo was silent and no one seemed to be moving.

"Could it be that Sister Kuno hasn't gotten off work yet? Is Xiaokui still here?"

Sousuke took out the key, unlocked the door to the dojo, and walked inside.

I put down my luggage and saw that there was no one in the martial arts arena and kitchen and restaurant on the first floor, so I simply decided to go back to my room and change into home clothes.

When I passed by Kuno Maruko's room, I saw that her door was closed.

Hmm. It seems like I’m really not home, so I’ll change my clothes and go make a meal. I’ve been eating Sister Kuno’s food every day recently, so I’ll give her back.

Sousuke thought with a smile, then opened the door to his room.

The scene inside the door made him shrink his eyes.

Sister Kuno, why are you sleeping in my room?
  And she’s dressed so seductively! ?

Zongsuke couldn't help but swallow, relaxed his steps and quietly came to his bedside, quietly admiring the sleeping face of the widow.

The beautiful woman with a graceful figure was sleeping soundly holding his pillow.

Her sleeping face was peaceful and gentle, and she was wearing a homely black suspender nightgown. The straps on her shoulders slipped down to her arms without even noticing.

Because of her sleeping position, her short nightgown was rolled up to her waist, inevitably exposing the white cushion that should have been covered.

Further down the cushion, there are soft, white and well-proportioned thighs, which are now relaxed and flat on the mattress. At the end of the smooth, white and warm calves, there are slightly fleshy, round and tender feet.

At this moment, the widow's face was rosy, with a slight smile on her slightly opened mouth, as if she was having a sweet dream.

Zongsuke originally thought of waiting until night to invite the widows to defeat the inner demons together.

Now when I returned to my room, I directly saw the unprotected and seductive sleeping posture of the widow.

Who can withstand this!
  He quietly put away his things and closed the door to the room.

He slowly returned to the widow, squatting down and carefully admiring her peaceful sleeping face.

I slept so soundly that I drooled all over my pillow. It was so cute!

Sister Kuno, life is really tiring!

Give her a massage to relieve her fatigue!
  Zongsuke felt pity for the beautiful woman in his heart, so he immediately climbed onto the bed, sat on the soft cushion and prepared to work part-time as a masseur.

First, he gently opened the thin straps that were sunk into the seat cushion.

The widow, who had been playing with her daughter all afternoon, was both exhausted. After coaxing Xiaokui to fall asleep, the widow couldn't help sneaking into her teacher's room. She originally just wanted to hear about the sect. Jiejun's taste takes a rest.

As a result, I was so tired that I fell asleep hugging Shifan's pillow.

Her eyelids trembled slightly, then slowly opened.

The sleepy widow raised her head and looked around blankly.

What caught his eye were the familiar arms supporting both sides of his head.

She was startled and subconsciously let out a soft cry.

Then, a familiar teacher's voice came from his ears.

"Sister Kuno, it's me. Just relax and I'll give you a massage. Your shoulders and neck are too stiff."

"Zong Zongjie" The widow tensed up, then relaxed, and then stiffened suddenly again.

"you you!?"

"Is that okay, Sister Kuno?"

The afterglow of the evening sun shone into the house through the white gauze of Sousuke's room window. After being blocked by the entity, it left overlapping shadows on the wall beside the bed.

In the courtyard of the White Night Dojo, the wind blew through the cherry blossom trees, making a rustling sound as the branches swayed.

The cicadas on the tree kept emitting repeated chirpings, as if echoing the melodious music coming from nowhere.

Tokyo is about to enter midsummer, and it has gradually become hotter. Even when the sun goes down, the heat accumulated during the day has not dissipated, making people a little irritated.

However, as a skilled performer, Sousuke is destined not to be affected by the hot weather.

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  　emmm, I don’t know why the chapter that happened to be added to Orange Cat Gold Master has this kind of content. I promise I didn’t write it because Orange Cat wanted to read it! It's all just a coincidence! ! (Lord Alliance Leader, now that you’ve finished speaking, can you take the knife away?)
  　　(dog head)
  　　In addition, I don’t know if some chapters can be published, and how long they will be retained once published. Even if they can be retained, I don’t know if they will be deleted and completely incomprehensible.

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