I teach judo in Tokyo

Chapter 19: Crooked Thoughts About My Little Deskmate

"General, I don't think this is good."

After Iga Yahiko said that he would resubmit the list of participants for the team competition, a member immediately raised objections.

Everyone immediately looked at the man, a tall, mature-looking young man.

He hesitated, looked at everyone, and said bluntly: "I didn't see Atobe-kun practicing with Manager Mifune yesterday. I only heard that he knew the rumored anti-throwing skill 'Nekoyanagi', but he didn't Show other judo skills. If all the personnel have to be re-selected based only on some of his special skills, it would be too unfair to those of us who have prepared for a whole year."

As soon as he said his words, four other male members could be seen nodding their heads.

Obviously, these people are all candidates for the list that has been determined before.

After hearing what this person said, before Iga Yahiko could speak, Mifune Yumi on the side became unhappy.

There was obvious displeasure on her cute face, and she asked directly: "Tazaki Yuta, do you mean you think my test on him is not convincing?"

Tasaki Yuta waved his hands quickly: "I didn't say that, I just think the minister's collective re-selection method is inappropriate."

Iga Yahiko was silent for a few seconds, and then asked gently: "Tazaki, what do you think?"

I hope I don't give this guy a chance to replace me!
  Tasaki Yuta shouted in his heart.

But it’s naturally impossible for him to say that on the surface.

I saw him racking his brains and thinking for a while, and came up with a suggestion that he thought was "very good".

So he said simply and neatly: "If Atobe-kun can show the strength that makes all of us speechless, then I am willing to voluntarily withdraw from the list of elected members."

He didn't wait for Atobe Sousuke to reply, and immediately continued his suggestion.

"My suggestion is to let Atobe-kun play against several of our main candidates in a row, and if everyone wins a 'book', then naturally everyone will have nothing to say."

Mifune Yumi immediately became furious, and the braids on the side of her head stood up: "Tazaki Yuta! Don't go too far."

Before she finished speaking, Atobe Sousuke held her shoulders, then calmly raised his head and smiled: "It's a good proposal, I accept it."

Mifune Yumi turned her head, her eyes widening.

Σ(゜ロ゜;)
  On the contrary, when Iga Yahiko saw Atobe Sousuke agreeing cleanly, a smile appeared on his face.

He nodded and turned to confirm with everyone: "So, since Atobe-kun agrees to conduct the competition according to Tasaki's suggestion, there is no need to go to war and re-select the entire club. Does anyone else have any opinions?"

After Atobe Sousuke held down the monitor who wanted to speak urgently.

Obviously, no one has any further opinions.

***
  "Atobe-san, you are too confident!"

The club's morning training was over, and on the way back to class, Mifune Yumi looked at Atobe Sousuke with an expression of hatred.

Zongsuke was carrying his schoolbag with his left hand, and his right hand quietly held the soft and cold hand of his deskmate.

Yotsuba Saki lowered her head nervously, and her soft, slippery little hands felt so comfortable to hold it that Sousuke couldn't put it down.

Maybe Japanese students would think that a girl like my classmate who wears black-rimmed glasses and has two braids is very tacky.

However, for Sosuke Atobe, a girl with this kind of setting happens to be one of his strike zones.

Just like this!

He smiled and glanced at the little squad leader: "Don't worry, squad leader, you are a hundred years away from defeating me. Those rookies are a thousand years too early."

"Who do you think is a hundred years behind? Let's compete now!"

Yumi Mifune has veins on her forehead: (╬￣ dishes￣)
  With that said, she was about to pull Atobe Sousuke's collar, but Atobe pushed his baby's round face away with his schoolbag.

"Stop it, you want to tear my clothes off, don't you?" Zongsuke smirked, grabbed his little deskmate and ran away.

"Damn it! Stop!" Yumi Mifune chased after her angrily with her short legs.

On both sides of the road inside Hefeng High School, trees rustled.

The three of them ran and chased each other, and finally made it into the classroom before class.

Until he returned to his seat and sat down, Atobe Sousuke still didn't let go of Yotsubasaki's hand.

This made her very panicked. As soon as she got to her seat, she buried her head on her chest and pretended to be an ostrich. Zongsuke gave a bad laugh, gently squeezed his deskmate's hand, and lowered his head slightly to her ear: "Saki, there is something I want to tell you."

Yotsuba Saki was hit by the breath exhaled by Atobe Sousuke when he spoke. A layer of small particles was aroused on her snow-white neck, and her earlobes turned red.

But she still mustered up the courage to whisper: "What's wrong, Sosuke-kun."

Zongsuke said with a smile: "Saki, you have also seen my martial arts, what do you think?"

Yotsuba Saki immediately replied: "It's amazing, I feel like it's even better than Grandpa Sebastian."

Immediately afterwards, she realized that she had said unnecessary words, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth.

"Grandpa Sebastian? Who is that?" Sosuke Atobe glanced at Yotsuba Saki curiously.

Yotsuba Saki said quickly: "That's an old man with strong boxing skills. He is the most powerful person I have ever seen."

Then your knowledge is quite shallow.

Atobe Sousuke glanced at his little classmate with a smile.

According to squad leader Yumi Mifune, the director Iga Yahiko, whose throwing skill level reached 10, is probably a fourth-degree black belt, and except for sleeping skills, his other levels are on par with him.

In other words, when he is not using sleeping skills, he is only a black belt on the surface.

As a result, he became a very powerful character in the eyes of his classmates.

However, what Atobe Sosuke didn't expect was.

His current image in Yotsuba Saki's eyes is too dazzling.

Under this dazzling aura, the mysterious grandfather Sebastian's strength was greatly underestimated by Yotsuba Saki.

Forcibly lowered to the same level as Zongsuke.

But right now Zongsuke has no intention of thinking about this.

He has his own other purpose.

I saw him with a seductive look on his face, smiling at his little deskmate who lowered his head and dared not look at him: "Saki, since you think my martial arts is very good, how about you?"

"Learn self-protection skills from me?"

"Protection?"

Yotsubasaki was completely confused by what Atobe Sousuke said, with a dumbfounded look on his face.

Zongsuke smiled slightly and nodded with great confirmation.

That's right, he decided to accept this new disciple.

Originally, he planned to figure it out slowly.

But after these two days of getting along, he found that it was not difficult to take Yotsuba Saki under his tutelage.

First of all, Yotsuba Saki inexplicably trusts him very much.

Trusting to the point where it is almost equivalent to giving it for free.

Secondly, my classmate is a rich woman, so she won’t be worried about not being able to pay for school fees like Kuno Maruko.

The most important thing is that in the following days, he has sufficient reasons and conditions to teach Yotsuba Saki the self-protection technique.

That's right, the three Yakuza personnel who were taught a lesson by him last time will definitely not take this breath.

Although Zongsuke has made up his mind to send this classmate home after school every day.

But as long as there are people, there are times when they are close to each other. If he is not careful, his little classmate will be kidnapped.

That's what I really regret.

It is imperative that Yotsuba Saki has some self-defense capabilities.

(End of this chapter)