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Chapter 58 Good morning, wives

This child must have experienced something.

Seeing Suzuki Kaoru's slightly sad profile, Futaba Makoto couldn't help but think to himself.

Among his tenants, compared with Gong Bai and Suzuki, Tang Xiaoke is probably the most normal one.

After finishing the buns in her hand, Suzuki Kaoru folded the plastic bag in her hand. After standing up, she stretched out her hand towards Futaba Makoto.

"I'm very heavy." Seeing the other party's actions, Futaba Cheng smiled.

"forget about it."

Futaba Makoto still stretched out his hand and stood up with the help of the other party's strength. At this time, Suzuki Kaoru nodded and quickly turned around and went to the second floor.

"What a nice night." Futaba Cheng turned his head and glanced at the moon in the sky, then returned to the room.

Perhaps because of what he had eaten, Futaba Cheng fell asleep soon after returning to the room.

Climbing into bed early, he rarely goes to bed before 1 o'clock.

A night of silence.

early morning.

Futaba Makoto woke up naturally today, and did not hear the sound of the alarm clock, nor the familiar figure climbing over the wall, because the time on the phone showed just before six o'clock.

The curtains on one side were drawn, but you could see the hazy feeling of sunlight penetrating in, giving the originally dark room a glimmer of light.

Five hours of sleep is enough, and the remaining time can be made up by going to school.

After getting up, Futaba Cheng moved his arms, and then glanced at the figures in the glass cabinet in the room: "Very good, it seems that the wives are also very energetic today."

After washing up, he went to the yard. Futaba Cheng planned to do some exercise before making breakfast.

Exercising in the morning is obviously not in line with his temperament, but Futaba Makoto did this simply because he wanted to test how significantly the physical points given to him by the system could be improved.

Physique is a comprehensive value, which includes physical strength, recovery, strength, etc., so Futaba Makoto doesn't know where he has become stronger, just like Gong Shiro Yuyou wearing a doll costume will affect strength and speed, so the physique on the panel is natural

will decrease, which itself is a dynamic value.

Arriving at the warehouse in the yard, Futaba Cheng opened the door.

There is no usual dusty smell, the inside is exceptionally clean, and even the items that are usually piled up in a mess have been tidied away.

"Ms. Suzuki must have made it. She is so serious." Futaba Makoto murmured, and then noticed the long black cloth bag beside him, and he reached out and picked it up.

There are two bamboo knives of equal length placed inside. Yes, the bamboo knives used by Futaba Makoto are of the same length.

Generally speaking, the swords used in Shuangtou style kendo are two swords, one long and one short. The long sword is called the katana. It is slightly curved in appearance. The length is about 100 cm to 150 cm. It is mainly used for offense. The short sword is called

The wakizashi is a blade with a length of less than 60 centimeters. It is mainly used for defense. This kind of sword is generally only used when the long sword is damaged, but in the usage of the double sword style, the two swords are used together.

Although one long and one short is the most common double-sword style in current kendo competitions, the kendo taught by his grandfather since he was a child uses two bamboo swords of equal length. If it were a real knife, it would probably be two fighting knives or

Two too many knives.

"Where exactly has it been enhanced?" Futaba Cheng picked up two bamboo knives and chopped them randomly twice.

After discovering that he didn't feel his strength getting stronger, Futaba Makoto tried to use two bamboo swords to practice so-shin. The so-called so-shin is just sword-swinging practice. However, because it was two bamboo swords, his power-generating skills would be different from those of ordinary single-sword training.

The Su Zhen is very different, and the difficulty is naturally much greater.

Two bamboo swords fell staggered with a sound of breaking through the air. Futaba Cheng swung the bamboo swords regularly. In the past, Su Zhen could only do 100 blows each, which was the limit. But as time went by, after 100 blows, Futaba

Cheng found that he still had a lot of strength.

"It turns out that my physical strength has increased." Futaba Makoto put down his bamboo sword. If this was the case, then he would not look embarrassed after a few laps during the physical education class.

Futaba Cheng nodded with satisfaction, he should be more energetic if he stayed up late like this.

After putting the bamboo knife back in the warehouse, he was about to go back to his room to take a shower, but at this moment he noticed a familiar figure standing on the eaves of his house.

A girl wearing a school uniform and a single ponytail. What comes into view is her slender and round legs, and...the blue and white bowl, which is really clearly visible.

Except for Nana in the morning, no one else would stand in other people's houses early in the morning.

"Nana, be careful!" Futaba Cheng said.

In the morning, Nana was just about to climb onto the balcony when she suddenly heard a familiar voice downstairs. She lowered her head and realized it was Futaba Cheng: "Hey, Cheng, you got up so early today?"

"Compared with this, do you want to come down first?" Futaba Cheng was helpless.

"That's okay." With that said, Nana jumped directly from the second floor in the morning.

"Wait a minute!" Futaba Cheng was immediately startled.

In the morning, Nana fell on the grass and rolled around, then stood up and patted the grass clippings on her clothes. She squinted and smiled: "What are you nervous about?"

"What do you think?" Futaba Cheng said expressionlessly, "You just jumped down and didn't even stand still. This kind of behavior is too dangerous!"

"Jumping down and rolling around is an action to relieve force. It's a small problem." Nana raised her thumb in the morning.

Then she looked around and asked, "Where is Gong Shiro?"

"When did your relationship become so good?" Futaba Cheng was a little surprised that Nana asked Gong Shiro Yu You's whereabouts early in the morning. You must know that the last time he was angry was because of Gong Shiro Yu You.

Could it be that when Gong Bai was bullied last time, he came to help in the morning and the relationship between the two began to get better?

The two walked into the house. In the morning, Nana was just about to urge Futaba Makoto, who was sweating a lot, to take a shower. When she looked up, she saw a huge Pikachu doll walking out of the room on the second floor and walking along the railing.

Once stopped, he would still lean on the railing and remain motionless from time to time.

"That's...Miyashiro-san?" Nana turned around and asked in the morning.

"Yeah." Futaba Cheng nodded, but seeing the way she was walking and stopping, could it be that this guy hasn't woken up yet?

At this time, 'Pikachu' staggered forward, but when going down the stairs, he stepped on the air and slipped, and fell directly on the stairs with a bang - and then the doll suit shook and slid from the second floor to the first floor.

In front of Futaba Cheng and the other two people on the floor.

"Gong, Gong Bai, are you okay?!" Futaba Cheng quickly checked the other party's situation. He took off the hood of the doll suit, only to find that Gong Baiyu was quietly sleeping in the doll suit, making subtle breathing sounds.

Futaba Cheng: "..."

In the morning, Nana also found out that Gong Bai Yuyou was fine, and scratched her head: "Asleep?"

"Well, probably."
Chapter completed!
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