Taisuke Sawanaga finally understood the intention of his call from Hikaru Narushima's words of suppressing his temper and using honorifics.
In fact, it was just to find Brother Baitang.
Taisuke walked out of the dark equipment room and closed the door with a creaking sound.
Under the sun, he could still think of Hikari Narushima's hysterical roar on the phone.
"I want to find the man with glasses!
I want to defeat that glasses man!
I will never allow it...
I will never allow anyone stronger than me to exist in this world!!!"
That's what the person on the phone said.
Thinking of this, Taisuke Sawanaga couldn't help but shake his head and laugh out loud, even though he was still holding the heavy armor in his hands.
"Pfft-Narudao, no, just me..."
If you want to become the strongest in the world, then right now you don’t even have the slightest idea of what ‘strong’ is!”
After laughing, he tightened the protective gear and wooden sword in his hands and went to find Saeko or Brother Baitang.
Even though Taisuke Sawaga was a delinquent a few days ago, he still helped out at Yagami Detective Agency.
He is now in inexplicable danger. Brother Haiteng's friend brought him here for protection. He knows this very well.
So even if I am an old acquaintance of Shima Hikari, it is up to the host or hostess to decide whether I can tell him the location of this gym.
But at the same time Taisuke Sawaga hung up the phone.
In a cafe in Tokyo.
The white-haired young man ignored the fearful glances of the guests around him, and his anger almost twisted his handsome face.
“How dare you...how dare you hang up on me! Taisuke Sawaga!
Kousuke! Have you found out his location?!"
Hikaru Narushima asked the man with glasses beside him who was tinkering with the computer. The cell phone with a black screen was creaking in his hand.
As for his best friend named Asari Kosuke, he held his eyes on the bridge of his nose and was sweating on his forehead.
Fingers danced on the second-hand computer that was stolen.
"I found it, but it's illegal for me to track the location of my cell phone, so..."
"Don't worry! This is what I want you to do, and it is my obsession and has nothing to do with you!"
"......Why."
The helpless Asari Kosuke sighed, and had no choice but to turn the computer screen to him under the urging gaze of Narushima Hikaru.
"...Remember this address!"
Picking up the pen and paper on the table and quickly copying down the address on the screen, the white-haired young man almost knocked open the glass door of the cafe and came to the street to hail a taxi.
Open the car door roughly.
"This address, hurry up!"
The driver, who was about to complain to the customer, silently started the car after taking the note.
It was just the panicked look in his eyes that glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time and the rain of cold sweat on his neck that told people.
On the seat behind, the expression of the white-haired young man was a mixture of ecstasy and anger...
How twisted and terrifying!
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Saeko, who was holding a wooden sword, changed into kendo training clothes and stood in the hall of the gym.
After finding out for Taisuke Sawunaga and not using many student equipment for a long time, she was about to start her own daily practice.
In her eyes, Bai Tangjing, who can achieve visible growth in an occasionally arranged underground fight but rarely trains in daily life, is an unprecedented genius.
And if I still want to "play" happily with this kind of genius in the future as I did in the past year.
Then the only thing an "ordinary person" like me can do is practice diligently.
"call-"
Close your eyes and take long breaths to calm your mind.
"suck-"
His eyes opened slightly as he inhaled, and a sharp and almost hallucinatory gaze was shooting out of them!
"call out!"
After breathing and concentrating, it’s time to swing the sword!
Busushima-ryu was born out of Shinin-ryu.
However, Busujima's ancestors devoted themselves to Shura Dao during the Edo period, and abandoned the Shinin-ryu art of war book "Living Sword", the two volumes of "No Sword Scroll", and the core "Don't kill, win by not being killed"
idea.
It turned into a refined "Killing Sword", making it an ancient killing sword.
As the steps moved, the wooden knife flew in the air like flying catkins, and contained murderous intent like a budding flower stamen.
The speed of the sword slowly increased, and the roar caused by the tip of the sword became louder!
This is exactly how Saeko gradually gets better through daily practice.
And then, when the speed of the sword reaches the extreme, and the whistling of the sword tip becomes low and gentle, it is the time when the killing intent of the murderous sword has been accumulated to the extreme!
At this time, according to the training steps of Busujima style, you need to withdraw the sword immediately, so that the murderous intention is forcibly suppressed when it is the most passionate, reverberating in the heart like a trapped tide, but the external look is like a flat lake.
This is how you temper your mind.
But today, Saeko's cultivation is far from complete.
The door to Busujima Ryu Gym was kicked open!
"Bang!"
The gym door, which was imprisoned by metal locks, was even kicked off the door frame, and then even the "Busushishima-ryu" signboard was thrown into the courtyard between the hall and the gate.
Seeing this scene, Saeko's eyes and brows furrowed, and they glowed with a red light that was almost illusive.
The murderous intention accumulated by the power of the sword almost triggered her murderous nature!
The wooden knife handle made of solid wood made a creaking sound when held by a jade hand.
"Is this here? Taisuke Sawaga! Man with glasses! Get out of here!"
The strong young man with white hair, with a twisted expression, shouted in the courtyard.
A mixture of anger and ecstasy.
What makes me angry is that the last time I saw the opponent take action, he was as embarrassed and frightened as a wild dog with its tail between its legs.
And the ecstatic thing is: finally! I finally have someone who can fight to my heart's content by any means necessary!
It happened that at this time, a young man with yellow hair was coming from the back hall holding armor, and wanted to ask Saeko how to put on the protective gear of kendo.
Hearing the noise at the gate, he immediately ran over and bumped into this scene.
"Narishima?! You guy..."
Do you know what you are facing?
Taisuke really wanted to shout this to his old acquaintance from bad times.
But beside him, Saeko's murderous smile made him tremble and stop his thoughts.
"Oh? Are you acquaintances?"
The purple-haired beauty said this with a seductive voice with a smile, but the veins on the back of the hand holding the handle of the knife were already exposed.
When Hikari Narijima walked in, he immediately saw the beautiful woman holding a wooden sword in her hand.
Even the kendo uniform cannot hide her plump and muscular pear-shaped figure, and the wooden sword in her hand adds to her heroic appearance.
But at this moment, I didn't pay much attention to this woman who was enough to attract the attention of the whole street!
He's here to fight!
And the beautiful swordsman is a weak and boring gimmick product.
——It’s just rubbish!
His eyes were locked on Taisuke holding the protective gear.
The corner of Narushima Hikari's mouth curled into a cruel arc.
He immediately began to charge towards him, his strong body almost becoming a white afterimage in the rapid movement!
Then aim at the chest and jump and kick!
Taisuke's panicked figure was reflected in his eyes, and a hint of joy flashed through him.
He's obviously just a piece of trash as weak as a bug!
He's obviously just a loser who can't even be a gangster!
Now you dare to hang up on me?!
It's because the man with glasses is protecting you, right? That's why you feel confident!
Then I'll kill you now.
Since I can't find him, let him find him...!
"Boom-boom!"
The world suddenly started to spin, and Hikari Narishima took off with a flying kick. I didn't even realize what was happening.
His face had already hit the wooden floor of the gym hall from mid-air!
The white-haired young man with a dull expression staggered up.
The nosebleeds flowed like a waterfall to my chest, pants, and floor...
"I said - 'Are you acquaintances'?"
Behind Narushima Hikari, the purple-haired beauty was placing the wooden sword on his shoulder, smiling and repeating her question.