Name: They're nice, but I don't want to be a villain Minotaur

Ayakashi's words were decisive, and she knew they might break Sakura's heart.But her first impression of the man with the same surname was not good, and she planned to cut them off.

Sakura was silent for a while and asked, "Then how can I not be hated?" 』

Instead, Ayaka fell silent. After a long time, she said, "Sakura, can we stop licking like this?" 』

Sakura Miyajima asked sincerely again, "What is licking?" 』

The girl has been obsessed with kendo since she was a child and has always followed the rules. However, her personality is somewhat dull and she does not understand many things well.

This is true both for life and for the Kendo Club.

As the deputy minister and best friend, Kobayashi Ayaka is responsible for making up for her shortcomings.

"Most of the male members' love for you is to lick you," Kobayashi Ayaka burst out.Fortunately, no one can see their private chat.

"Then I will indeed lick Xiaolin-kun." 』Miyajima Sakura even said something astonishing.

In her opinion, all the male members respect her and admire her swordsmanship, and she has the same feelings for Xiaolin-kun.

"...Stop saying a few words, Sakura. 』

Later, after Kobayashi Ayaka's earnest temptation, the two agreed.

If Kobayashi Murayasu hasn't arrived in Shibuya by 12:30 on Sunday, it proves that he is really just a scumbag looking for fun with Sakura.

He really hated Sakura, so he played with her in this way.

Therefore, Miyajima Sakura started waiting in front of the Hachiko statue at eleven o'clock.

Time passed by, and although the sun was shining brightly, the cold wind remained.

The milk tea that originally warmed her hands also lost its warmth, just like her mood.

When the agreed time was completely over, Miyajima Sakura also felt some anger and wanted to leave directly.

But in the end, I still held some expectations that "Maybe Xiaolin-kun was delayed on the way", so I extended the wait for a while.

But after this period of time, the thought "Is there something wrong with Xiaolin-kun?" took over.

She became more and more worried and refused to leave.

So when she saw Lin Cun'an trotting over in the huge crowd, Miyajima Sakura was not only excited, but also relieved.

Fortunately, nothing happened to Mr. Xiaolin.

"I met an acquaintance and she was in trouble. I went to help but it was too late. I'm sorry." Lin Cun'an explained vaguely.

"Kobayashi-kun is so enthusiastic." Sakura Miyajima smiled, "You are indeed a very good person."

Yes, I was handed a good guy card out of nowhere.

Lin Cunan thought to himself, and then started to get down to business, "Is that kendo equipment store that senior mentioned in Shibuya?"

"Well, it's a little far away." Sakura Miyajima walked in front with her hands behind her back, "Although the location is relatively remote, for kendo enthusiasts like us, it's a paradise! I often buy things there. Yes, it would be best if Xiaolin-kun wants to buy a wooden sword."

For Lin Cun'an, the tools of the kendo club and other defensive items such as "kendo clothes" can be saved at will, but only a wooden sword must be bought. After all, this is why he joined the kendo club.

"By the way, is it true that Kobayashi-kun won't participate in the subsequent preliminary rounds of the Kendo Tournament?" Sakura Miyajima asked, tilting her head.

For everyone who loves kendo, this kendo conference is an event not to be missed.

The capable members of the kendo club are all practicing hard for this competition. When Sakura Miyajima mentioned it to Yasu Hayashimura, he only said, "Hahahahahahaha I won't go." 』

In Miyajima Sakura's view, perhaps Kobayashi-kun is too powerful. It is more than enough to pass the preliminary round, so he does not take it to heart. However, without the preliminary round, there will be no subsequent semi-finals and finals.

Miyajima Sakura felt somewhat sorry that Kobayashi-kun couldn't stand on the final stage, so she asked again.

"Well, I won't participate." I got the same answer.

In fact, for Lin Cun'an.

Whether it was troublesome to participate in the competition was second to none. He had no intention of hiding his strength by pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. He just felt...it wasn't fair.

He has never practiced kendo and only relied on the system to achieve this skill. Why should he compete with those boys and girls who sweat profusely in the dojo?

For him, it's just about mentioning the sword, but for those young people, it may be the goal and dream they have worked hard for since childhood.

Lin Cun'an was not cruel enough to kill their dreams with one hand.

Besides, that's not his intention.

……

Miyajima Sakura brought Lin Cunan to a store with simple decoration.

There is a horizontal plaque hanging on the shop with three characters written on it, "Kendo Kao".

The font is strong and powerful, like a dragon or a tiger, as if it was cut out with sword energy.

It is extraordinary at first glance.

It's this geographical location... Maybe it wasn't brought here by Miyajima Sakura, Lin Cun'an really couldn't find it.

"Hello." Sakura Miyajima opened the door.

"Oh, welcome." Sitting in front of the counter was an old lady in her sixties or seventies, wearing a pair of small glasses. When she saw the person coming, her eyes flashed: "It's Ying, you're here again, this time you're here." With... oh oh oh, is it your little boyfriend?"

Old ladies from every country in the world have this hobby of gossiping. She covered her mouth and snickered.

"No, it's not." Miyajima Sakura quickly waved her hands to explain.

Lin Cun'an was even more rude, "Sister, why don't you go over there and see the sword?"

You see, saying "sister" cuts off all possibilities.

"It turns out he's your brother, Sakura~~ It's my fault." The old lady apologized.

"...Oh...it's okay." Sakura Miyajima said...she looked at the slender and tall back of Anna Hayashimura who was already walking towards the sword stand.

She knew that Lin Cun'an was younger than her, but the master of swordsmanship was the first, so she always regarded Lin Cun'an as her senior figure.

This time, the senior suddenly called her "sister"... which really made her feel a little dazed.

"What's wrong? Sister?" Lin Cun'an turned around, frowning and urging.

"!!"

Sakura Miyajima's back was straightened, and there were even goosebumps on her skin.

Her face turned red, it was... flush.

excited.

She... felt... so good when Xiaolin-kun called her "sister". Why?

29. I’ll buy you everything.

There are seven rows of sword racks from top to bottom.

The further down the line, the more complex the number and types become.

In the seventh column, which is the highest, there is only one sword displayed there.

“The top ones are of the best quality.”

Miyajima Sakura stood behind Lin Muran and said softly: "Although the swords used in kendo competitions are all standardized, during normal training, we will still look for the one that we like the most and is suitable for us."

"Oh hehehehehe." The shop owner laughed like an old lady. "Yes, your sister is an expert in this area. You must have heard her right. I remember that the one Sakura bought before was the top one. Model number, and this one was recently purchased. If you don’t buy it, you may have to wait a few months for it next time.”

"Can I take a look?" Lin Cun'an asked.

"Oh ho ho ho, of course. Come on, let me get it for you." The shopkeeper stood up and wanted to get the sword pole.

"Don't bother."

Lin Cun'an stepped on his feet and reached out to take it off.

The shopkeeper was stunned, "As expected of a boy. Sakura, your brother is really tall."

"……Um."

Miyajima Sakura nodded sweetly. She looked up at Lin Cun'an, with stars in her eyes, as if she was really looking at her younger brother.

It turns out that Xiaolin-kun is so tall.She thought sweetly in her heart.

Start with the hilt.

Although it is a wooden sword, it still has a tough feel and is just the right weight.

He waved it gently a few times, and it felt very smooth.

He felt strange before when he was in the kendo club.

The wooden sword Kato just threw over didn't seem to be as useful as the one he borrowed from Sakura Miyajima, so he thought it was an illusion.Now it seems that the gap really exists.

And now with this sword in his hand, Lin Cun'an has regained the feeling of Miyajima Sakura's sword.

High-end atmosphere on the grade.

"Small……"

Miyajima Sakura originally wanted to ask "Kobayashi-kun, what do you think?", but after thinking about it, her lips moved slightly and finally said: "Brother, does this sword suit your heart?"

"Ah, yes." Lin Cun'an nodded.

Hearing that Mr. Kobayashi agreed to what she called "brother", Miyajima Sakura's face turned red again. The knees of her legs crossed and rubbed together, and her calves could not stop trembling slightly.

...Okay, it feels so good. How come you have this unexpected pleasure?

"Then buy this one, brother." Miyajima Sakura stretched out her delicate white neck and also looked at the wooden sword.

When she turned to speak, the sweet and fragrant breath came out of her lips and blew towards Lin Cun'an.

Lin Cun'an turned his head unnaturally... It's so sweet. Why can just saying a word have such a sweet taste?

...What kind of toothpaste does she use?

Lin Cun'an forced himself not to look at Miyajima Sakura, and also deliberately avoided the scent.

He picked up the sword and was about to say to the shopkeeper, "That's it, let's pay." 』

Then I started to realize something terrible.

He saw the price marked on the hilt of the sword.

"One, two, three, four, five..." He counted the digits of the price and came up with a result, fifty thousand yen.

Damn, is the blade of your sword made of gold or the hilt of it?You can go and rob, but you still get a wooden sword, right?

"Cough, cough, cough..." Lin Cun'an coughed twice, and then put the sword back without incident: "Sister, I think that handle is pretty good..."

He dropped directly from the top column to the bottom. It seems that the price of wooden swords is directly proportional to the height.

As an ordinary citizen, it would be better for him to buy something affordable. Being interested in such things cannot break away from his class.

Miyajima Sakura pursed her lips slightly and spread her hands towards Lin Cun'an:

"Can you show me this sword to my sister?"

"……Can."

Lin Cunxin thought that rich people were different. They already had an old love, and now they were looking for a new one.

It seems that Sakura Miyajima is also very interested in this new sword.

Sure enough, Lin Cun'an handed over the wooden sword, and she carried it to the counter.

Miyajima Sakura bowed to the old lady: "Hello, I want this."

The old lady was overjoyed: "Thank you for your kindness, the total is [-] yen...but if you buy it from Sakura, I can give you a discount, so I'll charge you [-] yen. Cash or credit card?"

"Swipe my card." Miyajima Sakura took out a bank card from the bag slung across her body, and then calmly swiped the POS machine.

That's great. That's great.

Lin Cun'an thought with jealousy that unlike these rich people, he had already put a lot of effort into just keeping himself alive since he came to this world.

He had already crouched down and looked at the sword at the bottom. It was marked "Three Thousand Yen" and "Two Thousand Yen" on it. This was in line with his identity... Just pick one that looks good, right?

"Brother, let's go." Miyajima Sakura called him.

"Eh?" Lin Cun'an raised his head: "But I haven't finished choosing yet."

"The choice is over." Miyajima Sakura shook the wooden sword wrapped in white cloth in her hand: "Let's choose this one."

Lin Cun'an:?