But Nana didn't take it seriously in the morning.

afternoon--

"Student Shuangye, someone is looking for you."

During the break, the voice of a classmate came from the door. Makoto Miku, who was chatting with Takahashi, looked over and found that it was Ninomiya Ya.

No, it can't be said that it is, after all, Ninomiya Ye is more diligent in finding her.

"Didn't sleep well?"

The first sentence he said to the door, the girl leaning against the door holding a bamboo knife asked.

"Hmm?" Shiroya shook his head, "After all, I have to tutor Suzuki, but fortunately...what is there?"

Ninomiya Ye raised his thin eyebrows and glanced at Shiroye Cheng with a sharp look: "If you are fine, can't you look for you?"

"Of course, there is no problem looking for Onijiang when you have nothing to do." As soon as Makoto Shiro added, he found that Ninomiya Ye looked like he was about to draw his sword.

Shiroye Cheng sighed: "You can't beat me, what's the use of drawing a knife?"

"You don't have weapons." Ninomiya Ye said with a smile when he heard this.

Shuangye Cheng was speechless, holding his arms and leaning against the door.

"Tell me, what's wrong with me during class?"

"The Kendo Department needs you to come forward," said Ninomiya Ye.

Shiroye Cheng was puzzled: "Come on?"

"In other words, although you promised you only need to participate in the competition but not to train... but the competition is approaching, and there is a lot of fresh blood in the club." Ninomiya Ya said, "So..."

"It means, some people think I don't match my position, right?" Shiroye Cheng seemed to understand something.

Ninomiya Ya nodded: "Well, after all, the location is limited. You occupy one, and you never show up in the Kendo Department."

Shiroye Cheng thought about it.

If the club has fresh blood, it is not surprising that he doesn't know his strength. It is normal for him to have complaints after he worked hard to train.

"How is it?" asked Ninomiya Ye.

"Can I not go?" Shuangye Cheng smiled.

"Of course not."

Anyway, it's better than training.

With this idea in mind, Shiroye Cheng agreed.

"What did Ninomiya ask you for just now?" Takahashi, who had just sat down and stood beside him, asked curiously.

"Go to Kendo to show your skills." Shiroya Cheng smiled.

After saying the rough story, Takahashi seemed to remember something, "I heard that there are a few people in the first grade who are known as [Swordsman Genius] who have joined the Kendo Department, so this is why?"

"Sword genius?"

"Right, it's a very exaggerated title, but I have heard of seniors in the third grade who were easily defeated, and there were not many opponents in the second grade." Takahashi Takahashi also smiled and patted Makoto Shimoya.

Shoulder, "Of course, you can't compare to Acheng. I think you are the strongest high school student I have ever met."

"The strongest high school student vs. the swordsman genius." Takahashi Kei pushed his glasses, and the lenses refracted the light, "It sounds very interesting."

Shiroye Cheng pulled the corners of his mouth and shook his head: "If he could defeat the seniors in the third grade, they would probably not be weak."

"Yes, we'll cheer you up in the afternoon and show your performance."

"Well."

Just at this time, Nana walked in from outside the classroom at morning. After seeing the scene in front of her, she blinked curiously: "What are you talking about?"

"fine."

"Is that right?" Nana tilted her head in the morning.

...

After school, the Kendo Department.

The crisp sound of bamboo swords colliding sounded, accompanied by several shouts, and in the middle of the crowd watching, a slender boy easily hit the other party's face with a bamboo sword.

"I lost." And his opponent also made a sound of admiration, "What a quick knife."

"No, I'll give in." Take off my mask, my half-long black hair spread out, and the boy who was praised smiled, "I'm lucky."

"How come a freak like you in the first grade? Your strength and speed are impeccable. You are truly a swordsman."

"Hahaha...stop talking about the shy sounding title."

Sasaki Ichido put away the bamboo knife, then looked around and asked, "Where is the senior Ninomiya?"

"Ah, Minister Ninomiya has gone to Class A, second grade."

"Second Grade A Class?"

"Well, I'm just going to find that guy named Shiroya Cheng."

Hearing the three words "Shiko Shiroya", Sasaki Ichido frowned slightly: "What are you looking for for him? You are obviously a conceited guy who doesn't even want to train."

"Is his strength really that strong?"

Hearing Sasaki's question, the boy who was his opponent just now scratched his head: "So, I actually saw him on the spot when he was duel with Minister Ninomiya. That person would use a relatively unpopular double sword.

But from my point of view, it is just a little stronger than the minister.”

"Double Sword Flow." Sasaki shook his head, "It seems that he just has the advantage of moves. Even the outstanding people as good as the senior Ninomiya come to train every day, and this guy..."

He couldn't like the rumored character Shiroye Cheng at all. In his opinion, even if he had some real skills but neglected training, he would not achieve anything in the future.

The door of the activity room opened in the speaking room.

The girl holding a black bamboo knife led four or five people in.

"minister."

Many people greeted each other and then noticed the familiar face.

"Student Shuangye." Some people who were familiar with him said hello. At this time, the ones following Ninomiya Ye were naturally Makoto Shuangye and the others.

“The Kendo Department has been renovated?”

Makoto Futa was a little surprised that the activity room was brand new, and even the wax on the ground was smooth and translucent.

"It has been renovated for a long time. How long has it been since you came?" Ninomiya Ye seemed a little speechless about Makoto's reaction, but she also knew that it would be meaningless to use Makoto's current strength to conduct so-called training in the Kendo Department with Makoto's current strength.

, Since his grandmother gave him special training, even Ninomiya Ye can't tell how strong he is now.

"Ah haha." Shiroye Cheng just smiled.

"Well, it's not as smelly as before." Nana also added in the morning.

While several people were chatting, several people on the side walked over with bamboo knives in hand.

"It's just right, let me introduce it to you." After seeing the people who came over, Ninomiya introduced it.

"This is Makoto Shiroya from our club. Although he rarely appears, he is very strong."

"These three people are just first-year students recruited by the club. They joined Guangming High School as special admissions students."

Shiroye Cheng looked at the three people in front of him, one bald and one with a medium-length hair, and a cute girl with a kind smile.

Um?
Chapter completed!