My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

"This...isn't it appropriate?" Hideji Kitahara hesitated, this looks like a unique skill in martial arts, is it really okay to give him an outsider?

Fukuzawa Naotaka was indifferent, pointed at the wall of the study, and laughed at himself: "It's okay, Kitahara-kun, don't look at me now, I have the permission to teach."

Kitahara Hideji looked in the direction he pointed, but saw a framed picture hanging on the wall, inside was a thick leather document like a certificate, with a large vermilion seal on it - so as not to pass it on.

Kitahara Hideji is no longer a layman who doesn't know much about swordsmanship, and he was very surprised after seeing the words on the document with his eyes.

This kind of thing like "passing on without permission" is not a big deal.

Generally, in the school of swordsmanship, disciples are divided into several types, such as paper cutting, catalogue, all pass, exempt all pass, and so on. If you insist on describing it, paper cutting is equivalent to a beginner who is just getting started. During the inspection period, it is enough to practice the basic skills, while the catalog is included in the gate wall, and you have started to formally learn the art. You can already learn some techniques in the school. ; Kaiden means that the skills within the genre have been fully acquired, and they are allowed to declare their own genre name in the external competition—for example, Fuyumi, she did not dare to directly sign up to say that she is from the Ono Yidao style before the competition with others Fukuzawa Fuyumi can only dare to say that he is practicing Ono Yidao style technique when asked by others. It is because he does not have the name of Kaiden, so he is not qualified to say it-the last one is even more powerful. , which means that you can teach the skills of this school to outsiders without permission, that is, you can be a master, and you have the qualification to open a dojo and accept disciples.

Even based on this, a sect can be established, and a new branch such as the Fukuzawa One Sword Style can be created.

Fukuzawa Naotaka didn't pay attention to Kitahara Hideji's surprised expression, but was a little dazed looking at the "exemption form", as if recalling those high-spirited and eventful years in the past. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, turned his head to look at Kitahara Hideji and said with a smile: "So take it, this is my summary of Ichidao-ryu swordsmanship, take it back and flip through it to relieve boredom. That "Rigid Body Art" is It was left by a friend I knew when I was young. He is long gone and has no descendants. It is rare to meet a young man like Beiyuan Jun who is willing to learn ancient techniques by himself. If he comes, he also hopes that the manuscript will be read by Beiyuan Jun. .”

He finally said lightly: "But you can only look at it. There is no room for these things in modern society."

Kitahara Hideji didn't know what happened to Fukuzawa Naotaka before, but he always felt that he was very depressed, and he had completely lost the spirit of forging ahead. But it was inconvenient for him to ask. He stroked the cover with his hand for a moment, and felt that it should be fine if he took it. After all, it was not for him to bear any responsibility—this middle-aged man was generous and shrewd, and it was impossible to hand over the rare and rare copy. Give it to him—then bowed his head and thanked: "Then I am ashamed to accept it."

Fukuzawa Naotaka secretly reached out to touch the jug again, and said with a smile: "It's easy to talk about."

Seeing that he was going to drink again, Hideji Kitahara didn't plan to persuade him anymore, thinking that he might want to use alcohol to relieve his sorrow, and he was not happy just like this, because the bully's eldest daughter forced him to drink mash.

He felt that there was nothing wrong with staying here, so he gave a salute and said, "Mr. Fuze, I will take my leave first."

Fukuzawa Naotaka didn't intend to get up to see him off, but just bowed his head on the spot: "Beiyuan-kun, please go slowly."

Kitahara Hideji looked back at the room before leaving, and found that Fukuzawa Naotaka was lying down again, with a slightly shaking shadow on his body, and the whole person looked extremely gloomy, so he couldn't help shaking his head slightly - although he was not a swordsman , but he could feel that the man in the room could no longer hold the sword. Maybe it was his weak body that made him lose his self-confidence, maybe it was the many failures that ruined his fighting spirit, maybe it was the loss of his beloved wife that made him feel ashamed. In short, he no longer has the sharpness to hold the sword forward and cut through everything.

According to his current state, Kitahara Hideji suspects that he might not be able to beat that little radish of Fuyumi, at least that annoying guy is very competitive, even if he was hanged and beaten to the end and cried loudly, he still wanted to take revenge.

This man even jokingly called himself a swordsman, but in fact he was just a decadent middle-aged man—without the vigor, without the sword of will that cut through everything in his heart, even if he held a peerless magic weapon in his hand, he just took a sword. It's just a metal stick, it's really not a swordsman.

Hideji Kitahara shook his head and went to change his clothes, then found a big plastic bag to wrap the book carefully, then stood in front of Junwei House and watched the heavy rain scratching his head - the weather is bad today, business hours end early , he doesn't plan to spend his wages here, but now it's windy and rainy, do he want to go back in the shower?

"Are you leaving?" He was upset when he heard Haruna's calm voice behind him.

Kitahara Hideji has a good impression of Haruna, he is not as fond of venting his anger on others as Fuyumi, in his opinion Yuuri and Haruna are pretty good kids. He smiled and replied, "Yes, it's the rain..."

The rain outside the door was swept by the wind, sometimes vertical and sometimes slanting, and sometimes swept across, it was really useless to open an umbrella.

Haruna silently took out a set of split raincoat with sleeves for him, handed him a bag of minced meat and bones to feed the dog, and said quietly: "The dog food is wrapped, and the raincoat is given to me by the eldest sister." your."

"who?"

"Sister Fuyumi."

Hideji Kitahara burst out laughing, he dared to bet his head that this was absolutely impossible. Can the little carrot head be so kind? Wouldn't it be nice if she didn't stand on the second floor and pour water to wash his feet while he was in the rain, and give him a raincoat? joke!

Haruna rarely said seriously: "It's true. Eldest sister has a quick temper and has various problems, but she is very kind-hearted and takes care of people around her...she has an awkward personality, but she is not a bad person."

Hideji Kitahara didn't argue with Haruna either. Kind? That little luotou is a bastard plus a third-level thing, just smiled lightly: "Thank you, Chuncai."

"It's not what I want to get for you, it's really a big sister."

"You can say whatever you want!" Kitahara Hideji only thought that she wanted to ease the conflict between him and Xiaoluotou, but she didn't take it seriously. She took the raincoat and put it on, and thanked the dog food. She waved her hand at Haruna and rushed Into the heavy rain, but the wind was very strong, I ran two steps and was almost swept back by the wind, so I could only honestly walk to the station with the hood of the raincoat against the heavy rain.

Haruna watched Kitahara Hideji disappear into the rain, and directly closed the store door and put on the shutter. When I went back to the second floor and walked to Dongmei's door, I saw the cartoon 1 on the nameplate held by the little bear on the door, hesitated for a while, pushed the door and said: "Sister, I gave him the raincoat."

Dongmei was studying, she didn't raise her head, she just answered "Got it".

Haruna sighed lightly: "Eldest sister, why don't you just go and apologize?"

Only then did Dongmei turn her head, took off her black-rimmed glasses, and said with a strange expression: "What are you talking about, I gave him a raincoat not to apologize! I was afraid that he would catch a cold and infect our whole family Yes. Medicines are so expensive now, and the whole family will die if they take medicine together."

"Sister, can't you be more frank?"

"Where am I not being frank? Haruna, let me tell you, as a human being, I would rather let others hate you, fear you, even hate you, but never let others despise you! The more he hates me, the happier I am. He makes me happy." I'm uncomfortable, anyway, I absolutely have no intention of apologizing!"

Dongmei's expression was very serious. After teaching her life creed to her sister, she curled her lips again, "Besides, he is my enemy for life. I told him a long time ago. He deserves to be unprepared. It was him who got hacked." Self-inflicted, I have no reason to apologize! I'm still cursing him for falling into the sewer! Ahahaha!"

She looked up to the sky and laughed three times, then turned her head and put on her glasses to read the book again, and waved her hands back, "Go, go, I'm going to study, and there are still a lot of housework to do in a while! Find the book before going to bed." Me, help me stretch my legs, persistence is the most important thing, this year I must grow to 1.5 meters, and then I will make those who laugh at me look good!"