My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

　　 "This...isn't this inappropriate?" Kitahara hesitated. This looks like a martial art trick. Is it really okay to give him an outsider?

　　 Fukuzawa Naotaka is indifferent. He leaned over and pointed to the wall of the study room, and laughed at himself: "It's okay, Kitahara-kun, don't look at me like this, I have permission to teach."

　　 Kitahara Hideji looked in the direction he was pointing, but saw a picture frame hung on the wall. Inside was a thick leather document like a certificate, covered with a large vermilion seal—may not be passed on.

　　 Kitahara Hideji is no longer a layman who has no knowledge of swordsmanship. He was surprised when he glanced at the words on the document.

　　 This kind of thing like "Don't let it go" is not a big deal.

　　In the general genre of swordsmanship, disciples are divided into several types, such as paper cutting, catalog, all biography, and permission all biography. If you insist on describing it, paper cutting is equivalent to a disciple who is just getting started. During the inspection period, it is enough to practice basic skills, and the catalog is included in the door wall, starting to formally learn art, and you can already learn some techniques in the genre. ;Jie Chuan means that the skills within the genre have been fully acquired, and they are also allowed to report their own genre name in the external competition. For example, Dongmei, she did not dare to sign up directly before the competition and said that she was the blessing of Ono Kazuki. Ze Dongmei, can only say that he has practiced Ono's one-sword technique when inquired by others. It is because there is no such name, so he is not qualified to say-in the end, this exemption is even more powerful. The thing is that you can teach the skills of this genre to outsiders without getting permission, that is, you can become a master and have the qualifications to open the dojo and accept disciples.

　　 Even based on this, you can start a sect and create a new tribe like the Fukuzawa One Sword Style.

　　 Fukuzawa Naotaka didn't pay attention to Kitahara Hideji's astonishment, but looked at the "Don't Be All Passed" picture in a daze, as if recalling those vigorous and vigorous years of the past. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, turning his head and looking at Hideji Kitahara with a smile: "So take it, this is some summary of my swordsmanship, take it back and flip through it to relieve boredom. The "Rigid Body Surgery" is It was left by a friend I knew when I was young. The person has long gone, and there are no descendants. It is rare to encounter a young man like Kitahara-jun who is still willing to learn ancient techniques by himself. He also hopes that the manuscript will be read by Kitahara-jun. ."

　　 Finally, he said faintly: "But I can only look at it. Modern society has no use for these things."

　　 Kitahara Hideji didn't know what happened to Fukuzawa Naotaka before. He always felt that he was very dark and he had no spirit of forging ahead at all. But he was inconvenient to ask. He rubbed the cover for a moment, and felt that it shouldn’t matter if he took it. After all, this didn’t make him bear any responsibility—this middle-aged man was generous and smart, and it was impossible for him to give the rare rare book to him. He-bowed his head and thanked: "Then I will be ashamed to accept it."

　　 Fukuzawa Naotaka secretly reached out his hand to touch the hip flask again, smiled and said, "It's easy to talk and talk."

　　 Kitahara Hideji saw that he was ready to drink again, but didn't intend to persuade him. He felt that he might want to use alcohol to relieve his sorrows, but it was still not easy, forcing the bully eldest daughter to drink alcohol only.

　　 He felt that it would be okay to stay here, so he politely said, "Then Mr. Fukuzawa, I will leave first."

　　 Fukuzawa Naotaka didn't intend to get up to send him off, but just bowed his head in place: "Kitahara-kun, please go slowly."

Before leaving, Hideji Kitahara glanced around the room, and found that Fukuzawa Naotaka was lying down again, with a slightly swaying shadow on his body. The whole person looked so gloomy, he couldn't help but shook his head slightly—even though he was not a swordsman. But he could feel that the man in the room could no longer hold the sword. Maybe it was physical weakness that made his self-confidence lose, maybe it was multiple 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 had the audacity to smash everything with his sword pointing forward.

　　 According to his current state, Kitahara suspected that he might not be able to beat Dongmei's little carrot head. At least the pesky guy is competitive and thinking about revenge even if he was hung and cried until the end.

The man also joked and called himself a swordsman, but he was actually just a decadent middle-aged man—without his spirit, without the sword of will in his heart that would smash everything, even if he held a peerless soldier in his hand, he just took a root of metal. It's just a stick, I really can't be called a swordsman.

Hideji Kitahara shook his head to change clothes, found a big plastic bag to pack the book carefully, and then stood in front of Chunwei's house and scratched his head watching the heavy rain—the weather was bad today and the business hours ended early. He doesn't plan to rely on working money here, but now it's windy and rainy, do you want to go back home?

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

　　 Kitahara Hideji has a good impression of Haruna. He does not like to anger others like Dongmei. In his opinion, Xueli and Haruna are pretty good children. He smiled and replied: "Yes, this is the rain..."

　　 The rain outside the door was swept up by the wind, standing up and down for a while, and swept across from time to time. It's really useless to use an umbrella.

Haruna silently took out a set of split raincoat with sleeves, and handed him a bag of minced meat and bones to feed him back to feed the dog. She quietly said, "The dog food is packed, and the raincoat is the eldest sister who asked me to give it to him. yours."

"Who?"

　　 "Sister Dongmei."

　　 Kitahara Hideji laughed blankly, he dared to bet his head that it was absolutely impossible. Can the little carrot head have this kindness? It would be nice if she didn't stand on the second floor while he was in the rain and pour a basin to wash his feet. She also gave her a raincoat? joke!

　　 Haruna rarely said seriously: "It's true. The eldest sister is a little anxious, and she also has such and other problems, but she is very kind, and takes care of the people around her carefully... She has a very awkward personality, but she is not a bad person."

　　 Kitahara Hideji does not argue with Haruna either. good? The little carrot head is a **** plus level three, just chuckling: "Thank you, Haruna."

　　 "I didn't want to get it for you, really big sister."

"Whatever you say!" Kitahara Xiuji said she wanted to alleviate the conflict between him and the carrot head, and she didn't take it seriously. She took the raincoat and put on it, thanked the dog food, and rushed to Haruna and waved her hand. In the heavy rain, but the wind was very strong, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com ran two steps and was almost swept back by the wind, so I could only honestly press the raincoat hood with the heavy rain and slowly walked towards the station. .

　　 Haruna watched Kitahara Hideji disappear into the rain, closed the store door and set the baffle. When I returned to the second floor and walked to Dongmei's door, I looked at the cartoon 1 on the nameplate held by the little bear on the door. He hesitated and opened the door and said, "Sister, I will give him the raincoat."

　　 Dongmi is studying, she didn't raise her head, just answered "I know".

　　 Haruna sighed slightly: "Sister, why don't you just apologize?"

Dongmei turned her head, took off her black-rimmed glasses, and said with a strange expression: "What are you talking about? I didn't want to apologize by giving him a raincoat! I'm afraid that he will catch a cold and will spread our family. Now that the medicine is so expensive, the whole family can't die if they take it together."

　　 "Sister, can't you be more frank?"

"Where am I not frank? Haruna, let me tell you, I would rather let others hate you, fear you, even if they hate you, but never let others despise you! The more he hates me, the happier I am, and he pleases me. It’s uncomfortable, anyway, I absolutely have no intention of apologizing!"

Dongmei's expression is very serious. After teaching her creed of life to her sister, she curled her lips again, "Besides, he is my life's enemy. I asked for it, I have no reason to apologize! I still curse him for falling into the drain! Ahahaha!"

She looked up to the sky and laughed three times, then turned her head and put on her glasses to read the book, swinging her backhand, "Go, go, I'm going to study, and there will be a lot of housework to do later! Just remember to find it before going to bed. I, help me pull my legs, and persistence is the most important thing. This year I must grow to 1.5 meters and I will make those who laugh at me look good!"