My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

After Dongmei finished yelling, she remembered that the "murderer" who cried and cried at the beginning was watching from the side, and suddenly felt guilty.

Kitahara Hideji pretended not to hear it. After all, it was all about old sesame seeds and rotten millet. Hitting people does not slap people in the face, and exposing people does not expose their shortcomings. There is no need to embarrass Xiaoluotou.

But Xueli is an honest girl, and she is still very serious in swordsmanship. Regardless of whether Dongmeisheng is angry or not, she directly retorted from the side: "Sister, your strength is indeed not as good as before. You seem to be able to use the sword now." Conscious hesitation and timidity, although it is only a little bit as thin as a hair, but my feeling is not wrong, there should be something wrong with your sword heart! My father often said that learning swords is not a sword, but a sword heart The process of practicing swordsmanship is the process of polishing people's hearts. It is necessary to make people's hearts crystal clear, tough, sharp, hard with softness, and soft with strength. Finally, people's hearts can be turned into a sword heart. Not good..."

Xueli seldom made long speeches, and she was always speaking upside down, which made Dongmei stunned for a while--of course she understood her twin sister, although she didn't speak too much, but she always told the truth. Really regressed? And what's wrong with that weird sword heart? Snatched by Kitahara Hideji?

She couldn't help looking at Kitahara Hideji - could it be that she was really afraid of him in her heart? Has this guy become his psychological shadow?

It seems that holding the bamboo sword now does not have the sense of solidity as before...

Thinking of the natural stubbornness in her heart suddenly rising, she tightened the bamboo sword in her hand and wanted to challenge Kitahara Hideji directly to prove that although she had lost to him very badly, she was not afraid of him in her heart Yes, just waiting for the opportunity and accumulating strength!

I am definitely not a coward!

But she opened her mouth a few times, and remembered the tragic duel before. The sense of despair that her nearly ten years of hard work and sweat were meaningless, and that she was worthless in front of Kitahara Hideji quickly permeated her heart. Don't dare to propose a fair and just competition.

People who have not experienced a tragic failure will not understand the kind of unwillingness to be defeated face to face, the kind of aggrieved, the kind of blockage in the heart, and the self-denial caused by it-is my effort worth it? I have suffered so much and suffered so much, can I be rewarded? Am I doomed to be a failure?

It is not without reason that many people are devastated after a major failure in life. No matter how good they were before, they sink into obscenities and become living walking dead.

It is extremely easy to say that you will get up again after you fall, but it is not easy to really withstand the test of failure repeatedly. Fail, feel bad, work hard, fail again, accept fate, muddle through, and get eliminated from the life competition. There are actually countless such people, and there are so many in the world.

Of course, Fuyumi was crushed head-on by Hideji Kitahara, which is not a major failure in her life, but she is only sixteen years old, and this kind of failure is enough for her to drink a pot.

She stood there for a while, holding the bamboo sword and fell into deep thought—was my sword heart really taken away by that little boy?

Fukuzawa Naotaka glanced at his eldest daughter, but there was nothing he could do about it. He didn't think that the eldest daughter was talented in swordsmanship before, so he didn't want her to take swordsmanship too seriously. He just taught it casually and tried to cultivate her hobbies so that she wouldn't take it too seriously—this kind of I am happy to win but also happy to lose, no one cares about casual things.

But the eldest daughter has a stubborn personality. She practiced on her own when she had nothing to do. She didn't want to admit defeat. It wasn't until she was easily defeated by her younger sister at the age of twelve that she finally turned her attention to something else - defeated by her fellow sister. She could barely accept it, after all, her father had spent several times more energy on her younger sister than she did, and she didn't think it was her own problem when she lost.

But being defeated by an outsider of the same age, it is a bit difficult to complete the psychological construction again.

Sometimes it is also a kind of courage to admit that others are better than oneself. It is a pity that life is not a single competition, but a comprehensive competition. But always want to get into a dead end.

He let his eldest daughter think there, but turned his eyes to Kitahara Hideji, and asked with a smile, "Kitahara-kun, I never had a chance to ask, have you read the "Ono Ichidou-ryu Mystery Explanation"?"

He didn't care too much about his eldest daughter going to participate in a sports competition, and let her go about her own way, but he was very concerned about Kitahara Hideji, he thought Kitahara Hideji was the only genius he had seen in his life, and he was quite happy to see it—— It is said that famous teachers are hard to find, but sometimes talented successors are also hard to find, and they are all elm lumps and dementia.

Fortunately, he was a bit lucky, and gave birth to a talented child, which finally didn't cut off his inheritance, but it's a pity that he is a daughter, born with limited...

"I have read it carefully, Mr. Fukuzawa. I have benefited a lot, thank you very much." Hideji Kitahara can only answer so politely, he can't be given a book by someone kindly, and he said I didn't read that thing, so throw it there That's it - then, in the future, don't be friends.

"How many skills have you mastered? Have you started to practice?" Fukuzawa Naotaka is still very concerned. After all, no one wants to lose the skills of his school, and it is good for one more person to learn, and swordsmanship is becoming increasingly popular in modern society. The momentum is fading,

"This... I have roughly mastered it, and I have also done some practice." Kitahara Hideji is also embarrassed to say that he has basically mastered it, and has long used those techniques to meditate and slash people.

"Roughly mastered?" Fukuzawa Naotaka murmured and repeated. The book he gave to Hideji Kitahara was written during his peak period. Although it cannot be said to be very profound, it is also the essence of his half-life sword practice. How dare this boy say he has roughly grasped it in a month?

Really talented or young people don't know how to speak?

He pondered for a moment, and asked Kitahara Hideji: "I just have time today, Kitahara-kun, would you mind letting me see how much I have mastered this rough grasp? I'm really sorry, I'm a bit curious as I get older..."

Kitahara Hideji doesn't care, the books are all sent by the other party, so it's okay to show the other party, after all, he is the boss who is working now, and he also takes good care of himself, a foreign student, a foreigner, a little request will definitely save face.

He smiled and said, "Then please give me some pointers."

Fukuzawa Naotaka was also not modest, and said with a smile: "If I only talk about Ono Yidou, I really have a lot of experience. If Kitahara-kun is interested, I will naturally know everything."

As he spoke, his eyes turned around his daughters, but he couldn't pick a suitable opponent for Kitahara Hideji—his body was basically useless, and at most he still had the power to strike, so he couldn't make a move himself. Only the second daughter can be sent to play, but the second daughter's strength is comparable to that of Hideji Kitahara. It is a bit embarrassing and seems inappropriate for the two to show each other the skills they have just learned when they are fighting with all their strength.

But he really wanted to see the difference between geniuses and ordinary people, so he hesitated for a moment and ordered Xueli: "Second daughter, you come to serve as Beiyuan-jun."

Xue Li was a little happy to be selected, but when she heard that the backer immediately complained: "Ah, let me be a target?" Her father asked her to try her best to only defend but not attack and cooperate with Kitahara Hideji to display her skills. Of course she was not happy, What she hopes is to have a quick fight with Kitahara Hideji, "I don't want to do it, I want to have a showdown with him! Blood spatters three feet! That's the best way!"

Hideji Kitahara pretended not to hear Yuuri's nonsense, the two idiots just listened to the meaning and didn't need to pick out the words. However, he doesn't care if Yuri is the backer or not, as long as he can use the techniques of Ono Yidao very proficiently, so what? I have the cheek to say that I have a super learning ability, that is, I have a peerless swordsmanship talent, and I can't beat myself as a different kind of thing for this kind of thing, so let me dissect it scientifically!

He was just about to tell Fukuzawa Naotaka not to be polite, and let that silly girl in Xueli go all out, but Fuyumi who was next to her suddenly spoke up, and said firmly: "Father, please let me be his opponent!"

Fukuzawa Naotaka glanced at Fuyumi, and said helplessly, "Daughter, let your younger sister come!"

Fuyumi said softly but firmly: "I have practiced Ono's Ichidou style for almost ten years. Am I not worthy to be his opponent?"

She didn't want to take advantage of others, she just wanted to face Hideji Kitahara again, to see if she could dispel the haze in her heart, and if she could regain the heart of sword in her sister's mouth. She tightened the bamboo sword in her hand, and asked Kitahara Hideji again: "This is not a competition, there is no winner or loser, please allow me to be your opponent?"

Hideji Kitahara was not interested in beating radish heads, but he just showed his technique and he didn't care who the target was. He looked at Naotaka Fukuzawa to see what he meant.

Fukuzawa Naotaka pondered for a moment, then smiled helplessly at Kitahara Hideji: "Kitahara-kun, go change your clothes and protective gear, you can use mine."

Hideji Kitahara said politely and went straight to the locker room, but Fukuzawa Naotaka turned his head and wanted to tell his eldest daughter not to let her act foolishly, but found that the eldest daughter had already knelt down in the middle of the court by herself, with her back straight Get straight, close your eyes and keep your mind.

Xueli didn't feel that her sister had robbed her opponent. Anyway, she had no interest in being a target, so she just waved her hand and complained: "Dad, drink less! It tastes so good, you won't get dizzy after drinking so much ?"

Fukuzawa Naotaka led her to sit down, smiled and said: "There is nothing you can do if you don't drink, but it is true that you have drunk a lot these days."

Xueli was very close to his father, and said bluntly: "You pay attention, I think you are not far from being drunk."

Fukuzawa Naotaka didn't listen at all, took out the jug and took another sip, just smiled and said: "Understood!" He is quite gentle with his daughters now, probably really old--an old mentality.

Haruna led Akitaro to sit down on the side, and placed him in the front seat to show respect for the contestants Kitahara Hideji and Fuyumi, while Natsuori Natsusa squeezed into a corner of the dojo, covering their buttocks, staring at Seeing Fuyumi closing her eyes and resting her mind in the arena, she was probably planning to cheer Kitahara Hideji later for indirect revenge.

It took a long time for Hideji Kitahara to come out. Although he can be said to be very good at swordsmanship now, he is inexperienced in wearing protective gear. He was sweating profusely in the locker room, and Fukuzawa Naotaka did not expect him to be like this Such a strange thing, no matter how delicate his thoughts are, he never thought of sending a daughter to help him. When he came out at night, he thought he was hiding in the locker room to rest his mind.

Hideji Kitahara also stood in the arena holding a bamboo sword, and softly called out to Fuyumi: "Please give me more advice, Fukuzawa-san!"

Fuyumi opened her eyes, starlight flashed, she took a serious look at Hideji Kitahara, put on a turban, put on a visor and fastened the laces, slowly stood up holding the sword, and bowed solemnly: "Please give me more advice, Kitahara-san !"

Her attitude has changed, the opponent she is going to fight today is not Kitahara Hideji, but the haze of failure in her heart, the pair of cold eyes that Kitahara Hideji left in her heart.

She wants to get Kenshin back from Hideji Kitahara, which means she has the courage to face Hideji Kitahara again with a bamboo sword!

This is not a competition, and no one gave the order. Hideji Kitahara performed a middle pose—the middle pose of Ono Yidao style. The tsuba is relatively closer to the body, and the tip of the sword is lower than other styles, which seems quite restrained——etc. Looking at Fuyumi, but Fuyumi didn't take the initiative to attack, but closed her eyes again, her chest rose and fell rapidly, and she took a big breath of air.

Fuyumi is currently defenseless, but Kitahara Hideji is not a person without manners, he didn't think of going up to give her a sword in the head, but just maintained the structure and waited patiently.

Fuyumi remained motionless, closed her eyes and meditated for a full five minutes, then bowed to Kitahara Hideji again, indicating that it was time to start, then suddenly jumped back in small steps, opened the distance, and directly knelt down on the edge of the field, Put the bamboo sword at the side of the waist, lightly hold the hilt of the sword with small hands, lower your head and lower your eyes, so that the wind will not move it.

Xueli watched in surprise and said, "Ah? Why did my sister use Juhe to open her arms? Why are you showing weakness?"