My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

Chapter 15: Wanna see?

Hideji Kitahara has been reading this thin miscellaneous book to get a rough understanding of RB swordsmanship, and then compared it with his own [Ancient Swordsmanship], and found that the ancient swordsmanship collected by Shishima leaves is actually not too much. They are all popular genres. Among them are Kashima Shintoryu, Two Days First Class, Pill Self-explanatory Flow, Yagyu Shinyin Flow, Tishasa Flow, Natural Lixin Flow, Kurama Flow, etc... There is no Ono that he cares most about. One sword style is Fukuzawa Dongmi's genre of swordsmanship.

   But there is a brief introduction of the one-sword style. The core technique of the one-sword style is "cutting off", which means cutting down the enemy's attack from the front and cutting down the opponent with the flow, which is regarded as the ancient flow of the ancient flow. This move seems simple, but in fact, the judgment of distance, timing of shots, self-reaction speed, etc. are all very demanding. One carelessness becomes a pair of slashes, and the shot is later than the opponent, and he is hacked to death first.

"One-sword style is based on the middle structure, straight forward and straight back, to cut and eliminate..." Kitahara Xiuji rubbed the words on the paper with his fingertips. At present, his imaginary enemy is Fukuzawa Dongmei's little carrot head. He has just practiced at this time. I have been thinking about how to fix her for several hours.

   In fact, he didn't have a big heart, and he was suffocated by Fukuzawa Dongmi asking for trouble for no reason. Nobody was holding back the fire. For no reason, it attracted hostility, and she was still a girl-it didn't matter if Fukuzawa Dongmi was beaten by him, maybe it could attract sympathy. He was beaten by Fukuzawa Dongmi and lost the adult, and his reputation must have declined.

   Is it so difficult to read a book quietly?

   But the world can’t be smooth and profitable. A high school that doesn’t fight is not a real high school! If you want to fight, you have to fight!

   Kitahara Hideji moved his arm, and felt his arm was still sore. Probably he had never done exercises of this intensity before, so he could only adapt slowly. He put down the book and looked at the guest, and found that she was lying on her schoolbag doing homework, very absorbed, her little feet in white socks curled up one after another.

To be honest, he hadn't paid much attention to girls from his last life to this life. He couldn't determine the age of Ono Yoko after a glance. It can only be estimated that he was about ten years old... It should be the fourth or fifth grade of elementary school. .

   She is wearing a uniform of elementary school students, a white shirt, a light blue collar, a dark blue hat with a curled edge, and a coat and skirt of the same color as the hat. The face is a melon seed face. There are dimples when pursing the mouth, a small nose, a small mouth, and a pair of big eyes reflecting the light under the light, but at this time it is full of confusion-suddenly it looks like Fukuzawa Dongmei Some are like the embryo of a little beauty.

   Ono Yoko is very sensitive. He lowered his head and seemed to have noticed Kitahara Hideji's gaze. She looked up with some surprise. Seeing Kitahara Hideji looking at him, he quickly showed a flattering smile.

   Kitahara Hideji smiled back immediately, but a bit sad after a moment-he was familiar with this kind of smile, he smiled like that before when he didn't have the strength to protect himself! And who would be happy to laugh like that, because he was too embarrassed and too scared to have to laugh like this.

   Weak and weak, only to please others to protect themselves... Just looking at this smile, Kitahara Hideji is sure that Yoko Ono is not doing well.

   His involuntary expression on his face became gentle, and some of the same sicknesses pity each other, and asked softly: "Is homework difficult? Is there anything wrong? I can teach you if I need it."

   Ono Yoko quickly said: "No, no, no, I can't trouble Onixan."

"It's okay!" I didn't dare to cause trouble to others, for fear of arousing disgust. This familiar feeling made Kitahara Xiuji's heart softer. He took the initiative to walk over and joked: "My brother is a master, teaching you must be no problem. "

   Even if I’m a pseudo-student now, it’s okay to tutor elementary school students.

He sat cross-legged in front of his schoolbag, looked down at the exercise book and pointed and asked: "Will this question be the last question? Well, this is just a turn. Don't care about these numbers, the decimal point, it's actually Examining the knowledge points of the score... You see, the question is an accounting error. The actual amount is one-tenth of the original price. After we know this..."

   Kitahara Hideji explained in detail, and Yoko Ono looked at Kitahara Hideji's face under the light, suddenly a little stunned, but immediately concentrated his attention and listened carefully. She couldn't be called smart, she couldn't get around a bend. It took a long time to understand, and she smiled happily, "Thank you Ounisan!" After speaking, she lay there and began to write.

Hideji Kitahara watched by the side and found that there was no error, so he looked at her vermilion schoolbag underneath the exercise book—he used to watch RB animation and was a little curious about why RB primary school students should carry such a large schoolbag, is it a lot of schoolwork pressure? ? There are so many textbooks and homework books that you need to use something like a mountaineering bag?

   He stretched out his hand and squeezed the bag, and found that it was very elastic, and the touch felt like genuine leather, which was probably not cheap. Yoko Ono had already finished the last question of the homework. He looked at his hand holding the schoolbag with a little bewilderment, and asked, "Onixan, what's the matter?"

   "Oh, I'm just a little curious, is it heavy to carry such a big schoolbag?"

"It's not sinking! Didn't Onisan ever carry it back before?" The confusion on Yoko Ono's face became even heavier. This kind of schoolbag was uniformly required by the school. There was only one elementary school student she had seen, and she started to carry it in the first grade. NS.

   "I came here from Tottori Prefecture to study in high school, our place is different from Aichi Prefecture." Hideji Kitahara bullied Yoko Ono at this age, and opened her mouth to fool her.

Yoko Ono did not go far, so he was relieved immediately, and raised the schoolbag directly, and smiled sweetly: "It looks big, but it is actually very light." As she said, she carried the schoolbag on her back, and then lay down. Demonstration, "If there is an earthquake, just carry it on your back, lift up the lid of the schoolbag and cover your head to prevent being injured; if it falls into the water, holding the schoolbag without moving it will not sink for 15 minutes, and the schoolbag Reflective, it is particularly bright when illuminated by car lights, and will not be hit by a car..."

Yoko Ono wanted to please Kitahara Hideji, knowing it all, "This is what the school safety education class said. I heard that this schoolbag requires more than two hundred processes. It is all handmade. It is very expensive and expensive. It can be sold to schools again in the next year."

   Kitahara Hideji patted his schoolbag and was amazed. RB is a country with frequent natural disasters, earthquakes and volcanoes come, typhoons and rains are daily, no wonder it is necessary to produce such weird things, thinking that in case of natural disasters, it can improve the survival rate of students. It is also considered as a good intention. .

   Ono Yoko saw that Kitahara Hideji showed a clear look, and felt very happy, and felt that she had helped the other party a little bit. UU reading www. uukanshu.com She packed the exercise book into her schoolbag, and showed the inside of the schoolbag by the way. It turned out that the workmanship is quite fine, with layers of thick leather stacked on top of each other. It is better to say that the schoolbag is a leather armor and a swimming ring.

   After she packed her schoolbags, she had nothing to do. She was not familiar with Hideji Kitahara again, and could not think of anything for a while, so she sat there holding her knees, but she couldn't help but glance at the alarm clock.

   Kitahara Hideji also glanced at the alarm clock, and found that it was almost ten thirty, and Ono Yoko's mother had not yet returned. Although it is normal for RB staff to work overtime, it is too late, right? Can't help but comforted: "Don't worry, you should be back soon."

Yoko Ono was silent for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Is Onixan going to rest?" Her little feet curled up on the tatami, and glanced at the open door, as if hesitating to leave. , "I've been here for a long time, thank you..."

Kitahara sighed slightly, interrupted her, and smiled: "Honestly wait here, I just watch you look at the time, thinking you are worried that your mother is waiting in a hurry, don't worry about it." Very sensitive child. ! He was a man anyway, and he was too embarrassed to drive a child into the street at night.

"Is it really okay?" Yoko Ono lowered her head and asked, wringing her fingers, and then explained: "The night drama I usually watch is about to come, so I glanced at the alarm clock and didn't worry...Mother usually Come back very late."

   Kitahara Hideji is a little curious about what Yoko Ono’s mother does... Set up a night stall selling oden? However, he was inconvenient to ask, so he looked at the small 14-inch picture tube TV in the apartment, and smiled: "I didn't pay for the TV. I can't get a few channels. Do you want to watch it?"

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