“…MiO.”

"A touch more."

"Natsume Mio!"

As Kitahara Nanfeng spoke, he suddenly realized that Mio Natsume was distracted.

He called her a few times, and found that there was no response at all, so he turned around and held her face and shook her gently.

Mio Natsume finally came to her senses.

She looked at her brother-in-law and looked a little embarrassed.

"What are you thinking?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng rubbed her delicate and smooth face.

Mio Natsume raised her hand and gently held the big hand on her face. After a moment of silence, she replied in a low voice: "I was thinking, what would happen to me if my brother didn't come back then, after my grandfather passed away..."

"What are you thinking about?"

Nanfeng Beiyuan rubbed her face hard and interrupted her, feeling a little amused: "If this kind of thing only makes me uneasy, what's the need? And am I here? I'll be there all the time."

“…”

Natsume Mio held Kitahara Nanfeng's hands hard, rubbed his palms, and turned his head away with embarrassment.

"Did you hear what I said just now?"

Seeing that she was embarrassed, Beiyuan Nanfeng let go of her face and took the initiative to change the subject.

"I heard it before." Natsume Mio turned around.

"That's fine, just practice in this direction. Yan is the main leader to strengthen himself, and then assist other techniques. If you really have no way to hide in close proximity, you can use judo.

But... I met someone yesterday, and after a little bit of a fight, I found that Aikido is also suitable for you."

Beiyuan Nanfeng frowned and hesitated: "But I don't know if you have the energy to learn again."

"have."

Natsume Mio took a deep breath. Although she had just been hit, she was already cheering up.

"Then... try it."

Kitahara Nanfeng thought for a moment and then said, "You learn to swing your knife in the Kendo Gate. When you get home, you will take about three or four hours to eat and take a bath. Half of it is used to practice the techniques. It is usually used to learn judo and aikido. After learning those two techniques, you can easily. Next, you can learn judo and aikido from me occasionally and keep it in a state."

"Um."

Natsume Mio nodded.

He lifted the knife again.

...

"Faced with me, the spirit is compressed on the blade. If the blade is in the body, it will be too slow to throw it out."

"Don't be discouraged, it's already good."

"...Well, it's out, but the speed is a little slower, so you can put some effort into compressing and condensing."

"Don't worry, I won't cut it."

"Well... you need to convert the arc first. Your protective cover is useless. The best defense is counterattack."

"Don't you understand... Then I'll tell you carefully."

"Let's take a break first."

The sound of the north wind in the north land continued to sound in the hall.

Mio Natsume practices time and time again.

In addition, the Beiyuan Nanfeng was tirelessly explained.

Finally got a foundation.

In fact, the north and south winds were not discovered.

Even Mio Natsume herself didn't notice it.

Her own talent...is actually very good.

The two kept practicing.

It was not until the spirits in Mio Natsume's body were almost exhausted that Nanfeng Kitahara asked her to stop and rest.

Have a foundation.

The next step is to continuously improve practice and strengthen memory.

There is no rush.

"How does it feel?"

Kitahara Nanfeng asked, looking at Mio, who was already sweating on her forehead as she was carrying the knife.

Natsume Mio blurted out: "Yi-brother is a pervert."

North Yuan South Wind: "…"

Natsume Mio pursed her cherry lips and explained in a low voice: "Only by practicing really, can you know the difference between you and your brother. I have practiced for so long, but my power is not as powerful as your brother's first use. It's really easy to hit people..."

Beiyuan Nanfeng rubbed her head: "Then you don't have to blurt out, it's just a pervert."

"My hair..."

Natsume Mio pulled his hand down and then suddenly said, "Brother Yoshino, let's practice judo and Aikido."

"Don't it matter?" Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her.

Natsume Mio gently kneaded Kitahara Nanfeng's palm and shook her head: "Anyway, I'm sweating all over, and I'm just exhausted my spiritual power and I don't have any physical strength."

Beiyuan Nanfeng nodded: "Then be mentally prepared."

"OK."

Natsume Mio's words just came out.

Beiyuan Nanfeng lifted her into the air.

She let out a short and cute exclaim. She was probably not ready yet, so she wanted to hug Beiyuan Nanfeng, but Beiyuan Nanfeng was moving too fast.

The moment she reacted.

It's already in mid-air.

Dong.

Natsume Mio fell on the floor.

"That move just now was the 'falling throw' in Aikido."

Kitahara Nanfeng said with a smile, and at the same time, he reached out to Mio Natsume on the ground and pulled her up.

"You have experienced it in person. How I just threw you down is using shoulders, elbows and sticky strength. Aikido and judo actually have many similarities. The main techniques are throwing and holding methods, but unlike judo, Aikido emphasizes the use of strength to overcome hardness with softness, and tends to control the defensive counterattack ability of skill control. This is why, I said Aikido is very suitable for you."

"Understood……"

Natsume Mio stood in front of Kitahara Nanfeng, breathing slightly rapid, and nodded.

"Then I'll start explaining."

Beiyuan Nanfeng grabbed her hand and began to talk about the movement just now.

He was very patient with Mio Natsume.

But this is not good news for Mio Natsume himself...

Dongdongdongdongdong...

Natsume Mio's breathing sound and the muffled sound of her back hitting the ground frequently

Time passes.

The two are in this hall.

From around 2:00 pm, I stayed until the sunset was setting, almost 6:00.

“…”

Natsume Mio once again stood in front of Kitahara Nanfeng.

Shortness of breath.

Sweats all over the place.

"It's almost a rest, let's do it. Use the technique I taught you just now to throw me to deepen my memory."

The Kitahara South Wind also sweats, but it is a little better than Natsume Mio.

"I can't do it." Mio Natsume shook her head and said without hesitation.

Beiyuan Nanfeng encouraged, "How can I know if I don't try it?"
To be continued...