My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

　　 Kendo competition usually lasts three rounds. Fukuzawa Dongmi was sitting there and waiting for a while, and found that his opponent ran to chat with someone. He couldn't help but glanced over and saw Kitahara Hideji at a glance.

To be honest, she has not been in a good mood since the beginning of school for more than a week because of this guy-she lost a lot of money for nothing. Ten thousand yen.

　　 Thinking of the string of zeros, Fukuzawa Toumi felt that his stomach was hurting again. It was twisted and twisted. It really didn't help to kill Hideji Kitahara-Suzuki Noki, Hideji Kitahara, sooner or later, let you two guys look good! Especially the little white face of Xiuji Kitahara, when he ran into the cafeteria at noon, he dared to pretend not to know him... he dared to insult himself deliberately! Good, good, wait for me!

Fukuzawa Dongmi looked at Hideji Kitahara bitterly for a while, then looked at the bamboo sword beside him, and suddenly moved in his heart-fighting at school will definitely be punished, or maybe it will be recorded, if it enters the student file, it will It affects the future, so that I have to endure the breath in the cafeteria at noon, and even hurried away because I couldn't help kicking that guy, but now I'm in the kendo field...

　　If you are in the kendo hall...

Her dark eyeballs turned around, and she immediately got up and walked towards Xiuji Kitahara, and when she got closer, she faintly heard a thief-eyed follower next to him teasing softly: "...at most. Meters four or five."

　　 Her eyelids twitched, a pair of crescent eyes narrowed, and she took a closer look at Uchida Yuma.

Sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, thief eyebrows and mouse eyes, blue skin and short head, lustful eyes, wretched figure... Very good, even the servants around him look like a treacherous minister, as expected, this little white face is not a good person-it's really a group of people in groups, weasels look for mice. A nest of snakes and rats is nothing fun! I must decisively eliminate harm for the people!

　　 However, she remained calm and stepped forward and asked Taishobori: "Senior, do you want to continue the game?"

　　 Taisho Hori turned around and said with satisfaction: "No need, you are very strong! Fukuzawa, I will ask you for the women's team of the county competition this year!"

Fukuzawa Toumi politely bowed her head to thank you and humbly said: "You passed the award, senior, I still need more practice." Then she raised her head and asked inadvertently: "Senior, these people also want Are you here?"

　　 "That's right. Ah, let me introduce you. These are all your peers, Ryu-kun Shijima, Hideji-kun Kitahara,... and Taketa Yuma-kun?"

　　 Uchida Yuma was speechless for a while, Shijima Ryu reminded in a low voice: "It's Uchida, senior."

　　 "Ah, sorry, Uchida-kun." Taishohori patted Uchida on the shoulder quickly to apologize, and Fukuzawa Fukuzawa cast a sideways glance at Uchida.

　　 Very good, Uchida Yuma, I remember this name!

　　 She had a grudge in her heart, but on the surface she was still very polite and bowed her head to the three of them: "I am Fukuzawa Dongmei from Class C of the first year. It is an honor to know you. I would like to ask for your advice in the future."

　　Shishimaru and Uchida Yuma instinctively bowed their heads in return and said in unison, "Please take care of you in the future, Fukuzawa-san."

　　 Kitahara Xiuji took a long time to react before reacting, and hurriedly followed suit, and went to the village as usual: "Please take care of me!"

Fukuzawa Toumi lowered her head and did not raise it for a while, which made people feel that she was very sincere, but in fact she just didn't want to show her angry face-she had an "advantage" in height, and her head was lowered unless all the people present were lying down. No one wants to see her expression, and she is so angry now!

　　 This little white face is so arrogant, he has to be a step late even in replying to a gift.

　　 She took a few breaths to suppress the anger, anyway, the more she looked at Kitahara Hideji, the more unpleasant she became. She turned her head and smiled sweetly at Taisho Hori, and asked for instructions: "Seniors want to test their abilities? If necessary, I can do it for you."

"This..." Taishohori considered for a while, and felt that Fukuzawa Toumi was his own, and it didn't matter if he said the name, he said bluntly: "They only have Shijishima-kun as the official player, and Kitahara and Uchida are just hanging out. Name, help us ask the student union for more experience fees. I understand Shijima-kun’s strength, there is no need for testing, so I don’t need it."

　　 "It turned out to be like this..." Fukuzawa Dongmi didn't give up, suddenly turned to look at Hideji Kitahara, smiled and said, "My classmate Kitahara is here, don't you want to try it? Kendo is a very interesting sport."

Her face was full of smiles, but there was a dangerous light in her eyes, and there was a trace of cunning in her expression, which made Hideji Kitahara involuntarily vigilant, but looking at Fukuzawa Toumi’s small smile, it seemed that she was smiling again. It's an illusion-a girl who is not familiar with it at all can't want to hurt herself, right? Can't think of offending her, on the contrary, she secretly drank her own noodle soup at noon.

　　 He was not sure for a while, hesitated and did not answer, but Fukuzawa Dongmi was a little impatient-I really wanted to hit him a few times as a stomach medicine! She raised her head again and said softly: "If you dare not, then forget it!"

　　 Kitahara Hideji was not immune to this aggressive method, and Fukuzawa Dongmi didn't use it well, too straightforward and naive, but he finally determined that Fukuzawa Dongmi was not at ease, and 80% of her heart was making some ill-fated calculations.

　　 He was quite confused, but it didn't matter, he didn't even want to try it anyway-it might be interesting to watch other people fight, so just do it yourself.

　　 He was about to refuse, but Uchida Yuma had already jumped out with great interest and shouted, "Kitahara, I'll do it for you!"

"you?"

　　 "Yes, I will play with her."

　　 Fukuzawa Toumi's eyes shifted from Kitahara Hideji to Uchida Yuma. After thinking about it, she smiled and said, "Okay~www.NovelMTL.com~Uchida-san, you should come first."

　　 Uchida Xioma happily exclaimed: "Yes, I'll come first, I'll come first, hehehe!" But he laughed very cheaply, like an impatient clientele, and Fukuzawa Dongmi suddenly felt angry again.

　　 Taishohori also did not express any objection. I was idle as I was idle. You won't die after a game. It doesn't matter. By the way, you can also see if the Uchida Xiongma has the qualifications. If so, it would be nice to find a way to persuade him to switch from a nominal player to a positive player. He turned his head and said, "Hasegawa, take Uchida to change protective gear."

　　 Hasegawa Jiliang over there is a second grader, and he didn't put half of his fart. He ran over to take Uchida Yuma to the locker room.

　　 Kitahara Hideji grabbed Uchida Yuma and persuaded, "Uchida, stop making trouble! Didn't you just fill out a form and sign up and leave?"

Uchida Yuma looked at Fukuzawa Toumi, who had turned around to prepare, and laughed: "I’m free to play! Don’t worry, Bao won, let you take a look at my heroic figure today!" Tanigawa Jiliang is gone and can't wait.

Although he saw Taishobori being knocked to the ground by Fukuzawa Toumi, he didn't care at all-that Taishobori was stupid and didn't know how to make use of his own advantages. After all, it was a new school with no foundation and good club strength. weak. That Fukuzawa Dongmei is short and small, with short arms. Haven't played this before? She can't reach herself even if she beat her herself? The weight was also light, only sixty or seventy kilograms, and he smashed her into the air without a sword!

　　 Even if it's just a nickname kendo club, let the kendo club people see my master Xiongma!

　　 Uchida Yuma glanced at Fukuzawa Toumi who was wearing a turban before entering the men’s locker room, with a pity in his eyes—I hope it won’t leave her a lifelong shadow, but it doesn’t matter, she doesn’t count as a woman if she has no chest or butt!