"Father, this is my physical examination report. Look, the doctor said that everything is normal and I can practice swords again!"
During supper, Haruko took out a report.
"Impossible, don't lie to me." Tachikawa Yukimura said.
"Father, the report is here, and there is also the signature of Dr. Watanabe. Do you think Dr. Watanabe will lie for me?" Haruko put the report in front of Tachikawa Yukimura.
Tachiha Yukimura picked up the report suspiciously.
Looking through, Haruko's physical examination report was displayed on it. As expected, everything was normal. Dr. Watanabe's signature was also below.
"This, how is this possible!"
Tachiha Yukimura himself also knows some medical skills, and he is also a kendo practitioner. Naturally, he knows that once the body causes hidden injuries, it is almost impossible to recover. In fact, it is not only Haruko, but also many hidden injuries on him, which were left behind when he was young.
There is no way for these injuries to be taken care of and slowed down his symptoms.
Unless you can practice some top-level mental methods and reach the level of a master, you can recover your body.
"Father, if you don't believe it, you can call Dr. Watanabe directly." Haruko said.
Tachikan Yukimura picked up the phone and called Dr. Watanabe.
That is the doctor who came to the dojo when he was in a coma.
A few minutes later, Tachibana Yukimura put down the phone and looked at Haruko in surprise. Dr. Watanabe had already said on the phone just now that the report was accurate, but in fact, Dr. Watanabe's own tone was also incredible.
He assured on the phone that he had repeated the examination several times and confirmed that the hidden injuries in Haruko's body had indeed disappeared.
And his physical condition is very perfect, much better than that of ordinary people.
"Haruko, can you tell me what's going on? How did your injury be cured?" Tachikan Yukimura asked.
Haruko glanced at the mute and shook her head and said, "Father, stop asking, I hope to resume kendo training from tomorrow."
Although Haruko didn't say that, Tachikan Yukimura also looked at the mute suspiciously, because the mute saved Haruko that day. In addition, the mute's ability was incredibly strong, he suspected that Haruko's identity recovery was also related to the mute.
But he didn't dare to ask the mute directly.
For some reason, as the mute's words and deeds became more and more normal, he felt more and more pressure in front of the mute.
"Haruko, do you really need to practice kendo? In fact, you can give up. I have forgotten the past. It may not be a blessing to spend your life in a dull manner." Tachikan Yukimura said seriously.
Haruko stood up, knelt on the ground, and said in a solemn tone: "Kindo is also my dream, I hope my father can fulfill it."
Tachiha Yukimura looked at the perseverance and persistence in her daughter's eyes and sighed softly: "Haruko, get up, you can start training tomorrow."
"Thank you, father." Haruko smiled.
the next day.
Haruko was training alone in the dojo with a bamboo sword.
She had been practicing continuously for an hour and walked down sweating profusely.
She felt that her physical strength was much better than before. She could not hold on to the sword stakes for so long before.
It takes at most a quarter of an hour to stop and rest.
Now she persisted for an hour, and she felt that she could still hold on, but it was too boring to face the sword stake that could not move for an hour.
She walked to the mute sitting by the dojo, picked up a towel and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
He complained: "My father doesn't accompany me to train now. I begged him for a long time to practice for a few minutes. How can I make progress if this continues? The National Kendo Competition will begin in more than half a month."
In fact, she also knew that since Tachiha Yukimura almost "killed" her to death that day, she felt guilty and did not want her to practice kendo anymore. Although she promised her to resume her practice, she no longer gave him guidance or practiced with her.
And Kendo cannot be improved without a lot of confrontational training.
Haruko looked at the mute with a calm expression, and suddenly her eyes lit up. She suddenly held the mute's hand and said in a slightly coquettish tone: "Brother, can you practice with me? I remember that your kendo is very powerful, even
My father is no match for him.”
Although Haruko doesn't know how powerful the mute is.
But my father was defeated by the bare hands of the mute with the bamboo sword, which was enough to prove that the mute sword is extraordinary.
She put her idea on the mute.
Seeing the mute looking at her with a little confusion.
Haruko directly pulled the mute and came to the center of the dojo. Then he found a bamboo sword and put it in his hand. He held the bamboo sword himself and made a starting move, and said to the mute: "Brother, practice, and I
Fight."
I saw the mute for a long time and refused to respond.
Haruko was a little anxious and raised the bamboo sword and stabbed the mute.
The bamboo sword flew out like a poisonous snake.
The sting is a very lethal sword move, but Haruko believes that the mute brother's strength is impossible to be his opponent even if he adds up, so he used a relatively strong sword move from the beginning.
But the sword almost stabbed the mute, and the mute still did not move.
"Brother! Be careful."
Haruko became nervous. It was too late to stop the move at this time. Haruko watched the tip of the sword touch the mute's clothes. Although it was a wooden sword, it would be seriously injured when it stabbed someone without protective gear.
At this moment, the mute's pupils suddenly shrank, and then his hand moved slightly, Haruko flew up and fell to the edge of the dojo.
She didn't know how she flew out.
Haruko quickly got up from the ground.
She touched her body, and it was nothing serious. At this time, she looked up and found that the mute was standing there with a bamboo sword, frowning, her eyes constantly changing, swish!
The mute suddenly waved the bamboo sword in his hand.
Haruko looked in shock. The mute brother was performing a sword technique she had never seen before. Although he didn't know what it was, Haruko's soul seemed to have been absorbed by the sword technique.
Standing there blankly, Haruko didn't wake up until the mute stopped dancing.
At that moment, she felt an unprecedented piety and worship in her heart. There was such an indescribable sword technique in this world, just like a mortal who saw an immortal dancing sword, opening up a new world for her.
However, after dancing the sword, the mute threw the bamboo sword to the ground, covering his head, revealing a hint of pain.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Haruko hurriedly ran over.
"Who am I...Who am I..." A vague voice came from the mute's mouth.
Haruko felt like she was killed by lightning when she heard this. Did the mute brother speak?
"Brother, you can talk?"
Haruko shouted in surprise, she leaned over to hear what he was saying, but after listening for a long time, she couldn't understand.
"Dig and tear..."
Haruko's eyes showed a hint of confusion. What is this? Is there a word in Japanese?