"Well... there is indeed a competition..." Intuition, things like this will only become darker and darker, so I decided to just mention them all and not explain them more.

"Is it because of Yukimura Sei-shi?" the other side continued to ask.

"This... from the perspective of Mie Ito, she is indeed because of Yukimura." I try to make it easier for people to understand the truth.

Ninzu heard the implicit sound and asked again: "What is the reason from your point of view?"

"I can't refuse now!" I felt helpless in my words.

"It's not because she likes Yukimura too?" Ninzu couldn't say what kind of complex mood she felt when she asked this sentence. Although Murong did not show any special feelings for Yukimura now, her persistent pursuit at that time really impressed many people. Until now, he can still recall the thrilling feeling she jumped down from the diving platform for him.

"I've loved Yukimura."

A calm sentence has already expressed the state of mind at this moment. Like is like, but it is just the past. Yesterday's day cannot be kept, what has passed is the past. Holding the past tightly and unwilling to let go will eventually become obsessions, just like Mie Ito.

"Sorry, I understand!" After saying that, Ninzu hung up the phone. He no longer needed to speculate on the girl's thoughts on the other end. There was no way to refuse this sentence, which was about external factors, and simply without any feelings.

Thinking of this, Naozu chuckled. He had always been smart, but never guessed the girl's thoughts. It was not that her mind was so weird. On the contrary, her thoughts were unexpectedly simple and straightforward. Like it, she liked it, and pursued it, just like when she was going to Yukimura. One love letter a day, ninety-nine letters a day. When he got the news, he couldn't remember what he was feeling at that time, but he remembered his expression at that time. He was laughing, laughing at her stupidly, laughing at her stupidly. Naozu also had many suitors, so naturally he knew how insignificant the chance of being seen by the deity was. However, ninety-nine letters seemed to be not many, but one letter a day took three months, almost one semester.

Such persistent emotions can't help but move even the endurance of this aspect as a game. But now, she says she doesn't love anymore, so she really doesn't love anymore. Is it because of amnesia? But judging from the situation when she just lost her memory, it is obviously not exactly like this. What kind of mood will make a heart-warming love cut off so thoroughly? Does the love that seems to exist only in the story disappear like this?

For a moment, Ninzu felt a little disappointed and a little regretful. But it was not just for the blessing of the village.

On Monday, when he saw Jibu in the classroom, Shinzu finally breathed a sigh of relief. In just two days, he felt like he had been missing for a long time. He walked up to say hello, and Jibu just snorted casually, but this did not affect his good mood.

I thought that the minister could finally be presided over the afternoon's ministry, but he, the acting minister, could finally retire successfully, but I didn't expect that as soon as the ministry was about to arrive, the ministry disappeared again. After searching for a while but not finding it, I finally called the phone number that I had been in frequent contact recently.

Has it become the current fixed pattern if you want to find Jibu? Ninzu thought of it with some powerlessness.

I saw the bad-looking man in front of me, and I was confused about how to answer what he had just said.

Not long after class, before I had time to pack up my things and go to Kendo Club, Jibu rushed to our class classroom in a hurry. Because I rushed too fast, I was almost carried out by Konosaka and the others.

As a result, as soon as I spoke out, he ran to me and asked, "You unlucky woman, immediately explain to me what the hell is about the duel between famous swords?"

Famous sword, duel! This is probably the word I have heard the most in the past two days. But how do I explain it? Ito Mie mistakenly thought that I still like Yukimura, but she ended up breaking up and wanted to find me to duel? What do you think about this?

After struggling for a long time, I still think it would be better not to explain this matter. Anyway, as long as the duel is over, no matter what the result is, this matter will pass. Instead of explaining it here, it is better to let time prove everything.

So I raised my head and looked at Jibu's eyes seriously and asked, "Since I'm here, should I go and eat bento together?"

Jibu glared at him and almost couldn't get up in one breath.

This unlucky woman! How could such an unlucky woman appear in my life? Is she really a human? Doesn’t she understand what I am asking?

No matter how the Ji Department roared inside, he was eventually pulled to the rooftop and went to eat bento with the people from the Qingxue Tennis Department.

Of course, the atmosphere of the dining is not much better, and the group of people seem to be worried. Although everyone doesn’t say it, I know everyone is worried about me.

My days are still spent in learning and practicing swordsmanship. Whether everyone is looking forward to or worried, the duel has finally come.

A few days ago, the duel of the famous sword was notified to the major families with famous swords. However, this time the people who attended were not the heads of various major families, but mostly representatives of some family members. Although the duel of the famous swords is a major event today, when it is rare to see duels, it is only for the duels of the younger generations, and sending people is only for the sake of the famous swords. In fact, using famous swords to duels duels duels duels is actually a ridiculous thing in the eyes of many families, and it can even be regarded as a blasphemy of famous swords.

Ito family, Ito Mie was wearing a kendo suit and was sitting in the main room of Ito family. Ito Renshumaru sat in front and looked at Ito Mie with a serious look on his face.

Ito Kumiko looked at her father, then at her daughter, and quietly waited for the following. Ito Masahiro still looked calm, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

After a long time, when Ito Mie felt that the grandfather sitting in front of him seemed to be no longer moving, Ito Renshumaru finally slowly picked up the ghost cutter placed in front of him.

Ito Mie's heart also hung with the knife in her grandfather's hand.

"Mike!" Ito Renshumaru said seriously.

"Hi!" Ito Mie's hand on her knee tightened.

"Do you understand the seriousness of this matter that you used our family's famous sword to challenge this time without hiding it?"

Ito Mie hesitated for a moment and replied: "Hi!"

"Dad, although Mie is wrong with this matter, it is a good opportunity to save our Ito family's face!" Ito Kumiko immediately began to defend Ito Mie.

"Hmph! Nothing!" Ito Renshumaru scolded.

Seeing that Ito Kumiko stopped speaking, Old Master Ito continued, "But, the matter has reached this point, and it doesn't make sense to pursue it anymore. Even for the Ito family, you can't lose. Do you know?"

"Hi! I will never lose!" Mie Ito raised her head, her eyes full of fighting spirit.

On the other side.

I stood at the gate and listened to the endless nagging of the people who were sending me to the door.

"Miss, I don't know what the situation is going here. It's better to bring more people just in case!" said Grandpa Jun's family.

The other people also agreed.

"No need, this time I'm just going to the duel, and the referees who went to watch the game and the duel were all famous Japanese celebrities, so it would be very fair. Besides, if I brought people there and made them mistakenly think they were going to smash the venue, it would be troublesome." I quickly refused.

Just kidding, if you really bring a team of people, things might become more complicated. I finally waited for the duel and got things done, but I must not have any trouble.

Jun Xing took the Japanese sword from the side. He felt it quietly, but it was still dead silent. What should we do to wake it up from our sleep? What kind of story is there behind this sword? What kind of connection does it have with our Murong family? All of this is still a mystery.

The duel was set at Sanada Dojo. This road that I had walked many times has come to a different feeling today. Looking at the ancient gate of the dojo, a solemn feeling arises naturally.

I calmed down and walked forward. What I had to face inside was not only for myself, but also for my mother.

As soon as I entered the door, everyone's eyes were focused on me. I looked straight at the opponent standing on the stage, My today's opponent, Mie Ito.

Step by step, firmly step up the steps. Every time I take a step closer, my heart becomes stronger. Ito Mie, no matter how hostile he is to me, he will still be a blood relative. Today, we will reach this point, I have never thought that I have ever thought of it, but it is still necessary to settle what should be settled.

I can't tell whether this feeling in my heart is heavy or complicated. After I settled with the Ito family, I still have to wait for me to face the matters of the Murong family.

Standing in front of Ito Mie, calmly facing her fierce eyes. She forgot the audience, and indeed saw Mr. Ito and Masahiro Ito on the opposite side.

Everything that should come is here. Let everything end with this battle. Whether this competition is a victory or a defeat, it will be an end.

"I didn't expect you to come!" Mie Ito glanced at me contemptuously.

"Why don't I dare?" I replied bluntly. I came here today to stop it, not to show weakness.

"Are you both ready?" asked a middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the referee's seat.

"I can do it anytime!" Ito Mie looked at me provocatively.

I also nodded to the referee and signaled that I could start.
Chapter completed!