Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Two Beautiful Wife Ito Moeko
It is a world where cherry blossoms are blooming. The gentle breeze blows and the pink petals fly with the wind, forming a beautiful rain of flowers.
After finishing today's teaching task, Mo Fei was bored and headed towards the club he directed.
Compared with China, the extracurricular life of Japanese high school students is much more colorful... because Chinese high school students have no concept of extracurricular life at all.
Club culture is an integral part of Japanese high school culture, including kendo, basketball, baseball, football, etc., allowing Japanese high school students to at least do something they like after heavy schoolwork.
However, the establishment of a club must have a nominal instructor and a certain number of people, at least 2-3. If the club does something beneficial to the school and society, it can also apply for activity fees from the school.
When Mo Fei became a teacher at Fujimi Academy, a teacher happened to resign. The kendo department lacked an instructor, and Mo Fei happened to be proficient in kendo, so he was the one to fill it.
Speaking of which, this is the first time that Murphy has gone to the Kendo Club since he became a teacher.
After entering the door, Mo Fei saw that many high school students were wearing protective gear, holding wooden swords, hacking at each other, and their bodies were dripping with sweat. They were mainly men, with few girls. It had to be said that this was a
What a pity!
But in a blink of an eye, Mo Fei thought that beautiful women are more expensive than women. Girls who practice swordsmanship are definitely better in physical strength, figure, temperament and other aspects than those who don't like to exercise.
The child is much better.
"Classmate, are you here to join our kendo club?" A girl with glasses saw Murphy walking in and asked.
"No!" Murphy slowly shook his head and said with a smile, "I am your new instructor and I came here to see you."
"Teacher?" The girl looked at Murphy in surprise, looking incredulous.
Mo Fei could only smile helplessly. Who made him look too young? So wherever he went, similar questions would arise, and he was almost used to it.
"Lingzi, what happened?" A beautiful woman with long lavender hair walked over holding a wooden sword.
With a delicate oval face, black shining pupils, long and curly eyelashes, crescent-like light eyebrows, a straight nose, white and delicate skin, and exquisite facial features, she is a standard beautiful girl.
Perhaps because of her regular exercise, the close-fitting clothes outline her curvaceous figure. Her slender waist and slender legs make no one doubt her elasticity... She is definitely the type to have fun...
Busujima Saeko, the daughter of the famous Busujima family in kendo, has excellent swordsmanship and won the national championship in the second grade of high school. She is the leader of the kendo club in the third grade of Fujimi Academy.
As a descendant of a traditional Japanese family, she is a very good traditional woman who is good at cooking, is humble and gentle to others, and knows how to be a woman. In addition, she has a cool face and a proud figure, so she exudes the aura of a mature beauty. But in
My understanding of dressing seems to be somewhat natural.
Furuichi Reiko said quickly: "He said he is the new teacher of the Kendo Club. I don't know if he is."
Busujima Saeko glanced at Mo Fei and said with a slight salute: "Hello, teacher."
"This teacher is indeed the instructor of our kendo club, replacing the resigned teacher Yasuhiro Yanagida." Busujima Saeko said to Furuichi Reiko.
Things like clubs must be managed independently by students. Although the instructor has a name, he must rarely participate in it, so some members still know nothing about Mo Fei, which is normal.
Next, Busujima Saeko took Mo Fei around the kendo club and explained the rules and habits here.
"Teacher, can I ask you about your sword skills?" Busujima Saeko suddenly asked.
Logically speaking, anyone who can serve as the instructor of the kendo club will have some kendo skills. Busujima Saeko wanted to measure Mo Fei's abilities, maybe he could find a good opponent?
In the kendo club, she is the director and the strongest, and most of the others are just amateur practitioners. Therefore, except for various competitions, Busujima Saeko has not found an opponent with whom she can spar for a long time.
Maybe this seemingly thin teacher in front of me will be a good opponent?
For some reason, Busujima Saeko always felt that this teacher had a special aura about him that was not like an ordinary person.
Murphy glanced at Busujima Saeko in surprise, then smiled and said: "Okay, but Busujima-san is a great master at first glance. I haven't used a sword for a long time, so maybe I'm not a match for Busujima-san."
As a result, Murphy and Busujima Saeko stood on the playing field.
The students who were originally focused on training in the Kendo Club gave up training for a while and concentrated on watching the battle between Murphy and Busujima Saeko.
After all, Busujima Saeko-senpai has been involved for a long time, and the students are full of curiosity about the myth of this kendo club.
As for the teacher Mo Fei, it is an added bonus.
How can a male teacher compare with a beautiful female senior, a minister?
"Teacher, are you really not wearing protective gear?" Busujima Saeko asked seriously.
"Classmate Busujima, you don't even wear protective gear, but I do. Isn't that unfair to you?" Mo Fei tried his sword, holding a sword flower on his arm, and said with a gentle smile.
Busujima Saeko nodded without saying much: "In that case, sensei, I'm going to start attacking."
"Come here!" Mo Fei said lightly.
Busujima Saeko held the wooden sword tightly with both hands, and her eyes suddenly changed. They were full of fierceness and murderous intent invisible to ordinary people. They locked on the vital points of Mo Fei's body and could strike a fatal blow at any time.
Busujima Saeko, who comes from a family of swordsmen, has certain psychological problems and a strong tendency to violence. From the bottom of her heart, she longs for killing and fighting, and longs for the feeling of a sword piercing the human body.
In junior high school, she was assaulted by a pervert on the way home from school. However, because she carried a wooden knife with her, she deliberately allowed the pervert to approach her, and then severely injured her with the wooden knife, breaking her leg bones and shoulder blades. In fact, she was
It was an over-defense. But considering the situation at that time, where a junior high school girl was fighting against a pervert, the police of course did not hold Busujima responsible and drove her home.
Licking her lips, Busujima Saeko's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty red light, and suddenly, with a powerful and heavy blow, the bamboo sword slashed towards Mo Fei's neck.
If an ordinary person were hit by Busujima Saeko's sword, the injury would be minor and he would be unconscious, but it would not be impossible for him to be fatal.
However, it was obviously impossible to stumble Mo Fei. He only saw his body leaning slightly, so Busujima Saeko's sword, as fast as lightning, struck through the tip of his nose, only a short distance away.
Busujima Saeko's blow missed, and Mo Fei did not hesitate, slashing towards Busujima Saeko with his sword.
Of course, Murphy was not so shameless that he relied on his extraordinary strength to fight Busujima Saeko, otherwise he would have wiped out half a city block with just a slap. He suppressed his own extraordinary power to be the same as Busujima Saeko.
He has the same physical strength and strength to fight, but he has more combat experience.
Facing Mo Fei's sword, Busujima Saeko's expression changed slightly, and he quickly retreated, only to narrowly avoid it.
"I saw that the teacher is indeed a master of swordsmanship!" Busujima Saeko's face was full of excitement. It had been a long time since she had competed with a master of the same level. The appearance of Murphy made Busujima Saeko feel...
Uncontrollable excitement: "Teacher, you have to be careful next, I'm going to take action with all my strength."
"Don't worry, my Dugu Nine Swords are not for nothing." Mo Fei said confidently: "Student Busu Dao, don't worry about hurting me."
"very good!"
Busujima Saeko attacked Murphy again. At the same time, not only was her sword moving, but her footsteps also showed a special rhythm, making her entire figure erratic and full of confusion.
call!
Busujima Saeko’s wooden sword aimed at the tip of Murphy’s throat!
With neither of them wearing protective gear, with her strength and the fragility of the human body's throat, an ordinary person would almost certainly die after being hit.
This was after initially testing out Mo Fei's swordsmanship, and she used her full strength.
But Mo Fei always had that faint smile on his face, and he didn't seem to regard her as a strong opponent at all. This made Busujima Saeko very unhappy. Your swordsmanship is indeed very good, but my swordsmanship is very good.
Is it just garbage?
The strength of the wooden sword she stabbed at Murphy increased by three points.
As he approached, Mo Fei suddenly took action, and the wooden sword in his hand seemed to turn into a full moon in an instant, blocking Busujima Saeko's wooden sword, and carrying the power of Busujima Saeko, he headed towards her.
Everyone watching the excitement was shocked. They didn’t expect that this new instructor’s swordsmanship was a bit too strong. Even Busujima Saeko-senpai was at a disadvantage.
"If this new teacher succeeds in attacking her, Busujima-senpai will not be disfigured, right?" Some students worried.
These students know how strong Busujima Saeko is, who has been practicing swordsmanship for many years. Even if he wears protective gear, minor injuries can easily occur when sparring with Busujima Saeko.
From the whistling sound of the wind when Shin-sensei and Busujima Saeko draw their swords, we can also see the strength of the two men's swords.
Busujima Saeko's expression remained unchanged. Looking at Murphy's sharp blow, his footsteps changed, and he changed his body method and jumped sideways to avoid Murphy's blow.
"It's Busujima-san who's been attacking all this time. It's disrespectful to come and go, so why don't you try my sword!" Mo Fei stepped forward lightly. It didn't look like he was moving much, but in fact he covered a long distance.
The sword slashed diagonally towards Busujima Saeko.
Busujima Saeko's expression changed drastically at this time, because Mo Fei's seemingly light sword seemed to have gathered a lot of momentum, making Busujima Saeko feel irresistible. She even felt that she could not lift her own
arm.
It's just that Busujima Saeko was born with a bloodthirsty instinct. The more she faced this desperate situation, the more active and fanatical her heart became.
"kill!!!"
Busujima Saeko bit the tip of her tongue and instantly felt a fishy smell in her mouth. At the same time, Mo Fei's sword could no longer trap her. He let out a low roar from his throat, his reaction and speed increased by three points, and he used his hands
He raised his sword and struck Mo Fei hard with his sword.
This is a head-to-head confrontation with Murphy.
Finally, Mo Fei's sword was deflected by Busujima Saeko, and Busujima Saeko took advantage of the momentum and rushed towards Mo Fei. A wooden sword launched a violent storm of attacks at Mo Fei.
The surrounding students were dumbfounded, because both Murphy and Busujima Saeko were moving so fast that there was almost an afterimage in Murphy's sight.
They asked themselves, if they got involved in the battle between Busujima Saeko-senpai and this new teacher, they would be killed instantly without any second consequences.
"Ho ho..." Busujima Saeko breathed heavily, and drops of crystal sweat dripped from her pretty cheeks onto the floor, while Murphy, who was standing opposite Busujima Saeko, was still
With a gentle smile on his face, he asked: "Bujima-san, are you still coming?"
"Forget it, exercise should be moderate. Busujima-san is just growing up, so you can't exercise carelessly and not take care of your body."
In the previous battle, Busujima Saeko had more attacks and more defenses, while Mo Fei had more defenses and less success, but neither of them had many hits.
But the outcome of the battle can be seen on both of their faces.
Busujima Saeko was silent for a moment, took back the wooden sword, and said, "Teacher, you are a formidable opponent. I lost."
"I am just older than you. My physical strength and strength are not comparable to yours, and I have practiced longer than you. So Busujima-san, don't be discouraged. Teacher believes that you will be better than me when you are my age."
Much more powerful." Mo Fei said with a smile.
"No!" Busujima Saeko shook his head and said: "Sensei, you are much better than me. You have never tried your best from the beginning to the end. I can't see your limit. And when you fought with me, sensei, you used
The difference in strength between my strength and mine is not big, it’s just the battle experience, and the timing of attack and defense is so clever, so teacher, you’ve been giving in to me!”
"It's just that teacher... one day, even if you don't have to let me, teacher, suppress yourself and fight with me, I will definitely defeat you!" Busujima Saeko looked at Murphy and said very seriously.
Murphy was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll wait for you, Busujima-san."
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Makoto Ito, when he got off the subway, he felt a little depressed.
"Alas!" He sighed deeply. He had already decided to get to know classmate Gui Yanye, but when it came to the end, he did not dare to step forward.
Taking another look at the girl with a particularly sweet smile on the phone screen, Ito Makoto put the phone in his pocket, carried his schoolbag, and walked home.
"I'm back." Ito Makoto opened the door with the key, changed into a pair of shoes, and walked towards the room.
But the next moment, Ito Makoto was stunned on the spot, because he not only saw his mother Ito Moeko, but also his Chinese teacher Murphy in the living room.