I teach judo in Tokyo

Chapter 20 Disciple No.
  "Learn self-protection techniques from Sosuke-kun?"

Yotsuba Saki was stunned for a moment.

Zongsuke gently rubbed the soft hands of his deskmate, smiled and nodded: "Yes, learn self-protection skills from me."

He didn't wait for his deskmate to ask questions, and said proactively: "To be honest, don't look at me like this. In fact, I have a family-run self-protection dojo. I recently restarted the dojo business..."

Saying that, Zongsuke stared at his little classmate: "If you are willing, you will be the 'first' student disciple I want to recruit."

As he said this, Zongsuke secretly thought to himself.

Yotsuba Saki was his first student disciple.

Maruko Kuno was his first widow disciple.

There may be other "first" disciples in the future.

Everyone will be his Zongsuke's wing and have a bright future.

Tsk tsk.

What a shameless thought.

How could Yotsuba Saki know so many twists and turns? She just blushed thinking about what Atobe Sousuke said to her.

First……

I am Sosuke-kun's first disciple!
  Her eyes lit up and she nodded immediately: "I am willing to learn self-protection skills from Zongjie-kun."

[Yoshiba Saki has submitted an application for apprenticeship to you]

Sousuke smiled slightly, already anticipating the reaction of his classmate, and his expression turned serious: "You have to pay tuition, 50,000 yen a month, does Saki think I'm cheating?"

My deskmate shook his head violently: "How is that possible? Zongsuke-kun will definitely not lie to me."

With that said, she was about to take out her schoolbag and find the money and give it to Zongsuke.

Sousuke held her down.

My classmate, although I quite approve of your willingness to pay for your apprenticeship right away.

But this is in school. If you act like this, it is easy for others to think that I am bullying and blackmailing you!

He smiled awkwardly: "It doesn't matter if you pay the tuition later, don't be in such a hurry, then you will be my disciple from now on, and you must learn self-protection skills from me, do you understand?"

Yotsuba Saki nodded repeatedly.

[You agreed to Yotsuba Saki’s application for apprenticeship]

[Please ask them to pay the full tuition as soon as possible and start learning the content]

[You obtain a special SSR-level skill—Dianchen]

At midnight? It doesn't sound like a proper name for a realistic fighting technique.

Before Zongsuke could react, a special skill emerged automatically from his mind and body instincts.

Use unexpected feints to break the opponent's rhythm and draw out the enemy's weaknesses.
  He quickly digested the skills rewarded by the system and showed a satisfied smile.

All I can say is that it is indeed an SSR-level skill.

But now is not the time to try this move, so I'd better arrange the little roommates first.

He looked at Yotsuba Saki's well-behaved look gently: "We will start formal teaching after school. Saki, judging from your appearance, you shouldn't be able to go out at night, right?"

Yotsuba Saki nodded obediently: "Yes. I have to go home at night, and I can't go out again after I get home."

He is indeed a good boy.

Zongsuke thought for a while: "In this case, the training that should be carried out in my dojo should be arranged in the judo club first. From now on, I will teach you the technical training of the judo club."

Before Yotsuba Saki could speak, he put on a decisive expression: "I have said before that I will be solely responsible for your teaching from now on."

Seeing Atobe Sousuke's unrefuting look, Yotsuba Saki nodded while falling into fantasy about the future.

From now on, Sosuke-kun will give her special guidance one-on-one.

All kinds of strange and unspeakable terms appeared in his mind, making Yotsuba Saki couldn't help but blush.

Zongsuke looked at his deskmate's blushing cheeks and evasive eyes, and couldn't help but open her panel to see what the deskmate was thinking. [Disciple: Yotsuba Saki]

[Disciple potential: SSR]

[Own entry: Doppelgänger]

[Tuition fee: 50000 yen/month (not paid)]

[Existing self-protection skills: none]

[Today’s teaching task: Basic teaching of Judo – not completed]

[Reward for completing the mission: 5000 yen]

[Difficulties faced: None]

[Current status: So shy to practice with Sosuke-kun]

It turns out it’s just shy, so that’s okay.

Zongsuke touched his chin, ended the whisper with his classmate, and the two began to listen to the class seriously.

The day's schoolwork passed by gradually in this way.

Time soon came to the end of school in the afternoon.

Then, Zongsuke, who had packed up his books, looked at the class monitor sitting in the front row running over with an expression as expected.

Speaking of which, yesterday the squad leader used this soft bullet weapon to break through his invulnerable self-protection body.

What a nasty way to hack.

In the sparring between men and women, when can men stand up!
  Shivering with cold air.

Sousuke is burning the yellow waste in his mind.

Here, squad leader Yumi Mifune has already spoken enthusiastically: "Let's go, I'm already looking forward to embarrassing someone who praises Haikou!"

As she said that, she glanced at Zongsuke who was smiling.

Mifune Yumi:（￣へ￣）
  Atobe Sousuke spread his hands indifferently, stretched out his hand to grab Yotsubasaki's little hand and walked leisurely out of the classroom: "My Chairman, I am afraid I will disappoint you this time."

(The title of squad leader in Japan is actually "chairman")
  Yumi Mifune immediately followed: "No matter how confident you are, it would be too fanciful to win one copy from five regular players in a row."

Then she added quite confidently: "Especially for someone like you who doesn't even have calluses on the palms of your hands. Even if you knew judo before, I'm afraid you've almost forgotten it now."

"Oh?" Sousuke kept walking, holding his little classmate while walking while turning to look at the confident Mifune Yumi: "Then do you think, if it is Minister Iga, can he win five books in a row?"

When Yumi Mifune heard him talking about the minister, her pigtails on the upper side bounced up: "That's natural! Minister Iga is the ace among the aces of our Tsurumine Judo Club. Even among high school students across the country, he is at the top level. There is a huge gap between the strength of our strong opponent and those five crooked melons and split dates!"

Zongsuke couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pulled her pigtails.

Yumi Mifune: (#｀ plate)
  Seeing Yumi Mifune getting angry, he took back his hand and couldn't help but tease: "If you think Minister Iga can win, then I can win."

Mifune Yumi's eyes widened, and she looked at Sousuke as if she were looking at a fool: "Atobe-san, I discovered this in the morning that you are a bit overconfident! Where do you have the confidence to compare with Minister Iga?"

Zongsuke glanced at the flashing purple prompt board above the squad leader's head, his heart moved, and he chuckled: "How about something to bet on?"

Yumi Mifune became interested: "I bet you can win five books later?"

Zongsuke smiled evilly: "That's right."

"Okay! I bet you can't win! If you lose, wash my judo uniforms for a whole week!" Yumi Mifune's eyes lit up.

Zongsuke glanced at her up and down, with round eyes and a baby-fat face, and his whole person revealed an innocent temperament.

Wash clothes for such a energetic and beautiful girl.
  Is it punishment or reward?
  It's a pity that Sousuke's goal is not to wash this beautiful girl's clothes.

He showed an inexplicable smile: "Squad leader, if I win-"

"How about you becoming my disciple?"

"what?"

(End of this chapter)