Fujii stopped swinging his sword and looked at Kama: "Can you tell?"

"Yes. Your left hand is a little bit powerless." He Ma casually talked.

Fujii sighed: "When I was preparing a bento for myself in the morning, I accidentally touched the rice cooker at home and tried to make up for it temporarily, but I took it too hard and the rice spilled. I was burned myself. Look, it was burned red here."

Fujii Koma showed the large erythema on her right hand.

He Ma reached out and poked.

"Don't touch it randomly, it hurts!" Fujii hit the horse.

"You're too careless, have you been to the health care room?"

"A little injury!"

"Don't have a minor injury. If you don't deal with it well, it may worsen during the afternoon training. Moreover, it's about to decide that the county conference is currently selecting a team member. If you perform poorly in the afternoon training, you may not be able to play."

"You'd better worry about yourself first, Master! Fan! Dian!" The three words behind Fujii were particularly pronounced.

He curled his lips with Ma. He didn't care much about club activities before. After all, school started, and the club training started almost this week, and no one was in the state last week.

And to be honest, I have traveled through time and time, so I must be thinking about how to use the advantages of time travelers to reach the peak of my life quickly and easily. I don’t like the champion of the high school Kendo National Conference.

In addition, his plug-in was not activated before, and he may not be able to beat the sword path. It is better to consider how to use his advanced knowledge of the times.

So I basically didn't care about activities with Malay clubs.

It can't be said that he was completely unattractive. He was quite concerned when he saw a girl like Fujii.

Mikako Fujii, with the simple and beautiful girl unique to this era, has the traditional round face of a Japanese girl and a sweet smile full of sugar.

You can get a good mood by looking around.

But now the beautiful girl looked at Hema with a provocative look, with a naughty smile on her face, and once again dragged her tone: "Shi~Fan~Dai~"

He was shocked and joked: "It seems that someone needs to deal with it."

"Hey, it seems that someone has forgotten how much you lose and how much you win when you fight me."

Kama was not surprised. Just now he saw that Fujii's Kendo was level 4 without genres, while Kama's original owner only practiced his own genre 3, and the 6 of Xindangliu was brought by Kama.

Whether there is a school or not only determines the way of fighting. Sword Taoism is actually very dependent on basic skills.

A master with solid basic skills can only let the weak drink a pot by mastering the accuracy of that distance.

Therefore, the school-free 4 kills the flow of mind and mind 3, which is reasonable.

But now it's different.

He Ma looked at Fujii. Although she was joking, she might be able to defeat her now, and maybe she would have some small benefits or something.

Fujii smiled wickedly: "I'm now pulling my left hand, maybe it's a good chance for you to win me, Kiryu-kun."

Hema: "You make sense."

"Hey, do you really want to compare? Do whatever you want when the girl is injured. I didn't expect Kiryu-kun is such a person." Fujii pretended to be contemptuous, but immediately couldn't help laughing, and ran to get the protective gear happily, "Come on, it's just enough time, let's compete."

He Ma couldn't help but wonder if the real owner of the mother had an affair with Fujii. He was so envious, so I would take over without hesitation.

However, Fujii's name is Kiryu-kun. In Japan, it is actually very particular about the title. You can judge from the title that Kiryu-kun and Ma-kun were at most not satisfied with their lovers above.

While thinking, Hema wore a helmet because the new members of the club who could be called at will have not been recruited yet. The protective gear is still a personal cleaning person. Hema has been sucking fish these days and has not been cleaned at all. Now the hood has a strong smell of sweat.

When the club recruits new people, three-year-olds like Ma can throw protective gear cleaning and other things to the club's new people.

The sports clubs in Japanese schools are so scary.

Fujii: "I don't have enough time to wear the entire armor, so just fight like this."

He Ma glanced at her and found that she was wearing a helmet and gloves, and had no body protective gear at all.

"I have no objection." He Ma shrugged, put on gloves, and then the two returned to the center of the Kendo Hall.

Fujii made a move directly.

He Ma looked at her in confusion, but he still bowed and bowed first according to the process. This is a habit developed by practicing the new and deeds. If he doesn't, Master Hasegawa will be very angry.

Fujii smiled: "When did you become so obedient? Didn't you always say passionately that this is an old bad habit, should it be broken?"

I was shocked with the horse, and there is still this? The main idea is quite progressive.

He was too lazy to explain, so he couldn't explain it clearly, so he just put on his posture.

"Fujii, should we bet something?"

Fujii tilted his head: "Well... I think about it, lunch for a week... forget it. If you win, I will treat you to lunch for a week. If I win, you will run around the playground for five laps. One lap corresponds to lunch for a day. Isn't it fair?"

Fujii should know that the Kiryu family is not well-off now.

Hema: "It's unfair. Even if I don't lose to you, I will often be punished to run to the playground. Otherwise, if I win, I let you touch my head, and if you win, I will..."

"Big pervert! Face!" Fujii suddenly started and shouted and rushed up.

Her movements were quite refined, and it was obvious that she had put in a lot of effort to exercise.

But he and Ma quickly dodged away.

Quickly dodge, pull the distance, and then pose with the horse in a bulging position and exert force.

"noodle!"

Zhu Dao's head accurately hit Fujii's mask.

"Eh?" Fujii was confused. She could feel her doubts through the grid mask of her helmet.

"Wait and wait! Why did you meet? Why did you meet?"

Kazuma: "When you hit the helmet, you have to shout. This is how Omen Goro teaches you."

"Of course I know this! I asked you how you called?"

"Just... a very ordinary thorn?" He shrugged his shoulders, and then resumed his middle-level sword-holding posture.

Seeing that Fujii and Ma were posing, they also posed for a deep breath: "You do it again!"

He got on the horse directly.

"noodle!"

"Wait a minute! Slow down!" Fujii shouted, "I'm not ready! Come again!"

She put on a good posture again, took two deep breaths this time, and the curves of her breathing fluctuated, indicating that she was still very informative, which was rare.

In this era, there are not as many Japanese girls as G-cup monsters, and Fujii is already considered big.

Fujii: "Okay, I'm ready!"

The next moment, he and the horse hit her mask.

"Wait a minute!" Fujii stamped his feet, "Slow down! Let me see clearly what happened!"

"Then...I'll do the decomposition for you?"

"Don't break it down! No! Come again! Just slow down and I can see clearly!"

When he was in trouble with the horse, he really couldn't slow down. He put his body in the corresponding position and once he exerted his strength, he would not be in charge.

In order to show off, I have used skills to pick up girls, and it is difficult to get on the bride.

In fact, you can definitely beat this girl if you fight Ma normally. After all, you have been practicing with Ma for several years and become a newcomer. It is no problem to bully a little girl with real skills.

It's too late to regret now, I've escaped.

Hema: "Let's stop here today, class is coming soon."

He took off his helmet and put away his bamboo knife and turned to leave. Fujii rushed forward with a quick step while taking off his helmet: "Wait a moment! Do it again! You will definitely be able to slow down! Teach me a little!"

After all, this girl is practicing swordsmanship and has a lot of strength in her hands.

He and the horse pulled hard but couldn't pull out his hand.

"Don't your hands hurt?" he asked, "Go to the infirmary! Otherwise, in the afternoon..."

"It's because you're going to be selected in the afternoon that you asked you to teach me! You've never used this trick before, so I won't ask where you learned it, share it! I want to go to the national competition, too!"

"Then I'll do the decomposition for you..."

"No! If you use it a few more times, I can learn it myself!"

I was convinced by the horse. Is this girl actually the same personality? I can’t tell it, but I just think she is a sweet girl next door.

But if you think about it carefully, she has practiced swordsmanship and is a bit stronger.

"There's no time! You still have to change your kendo uniform." He Ma moved to the kendo uniform. He Ma had just gone running. He was wearing sportswear and had to go back to the club to change it to an ordinary school uniform. Fujii was even more troublesome. He had to go to the joint building of the sports club and use the women's locker room there.

Public schools generally have relatively little funds and do not have so many facilities. Men usually change clothes in the company, while women use public locker rooms.

Of course, there are exceptions to public schools that endorse universities. For example, the affiliated middle schools of Tsukuba University are national, but they are more generous than most private ones.

But this is not the case with Kitaga University, so Fujii will take a long way to go back to the joint agency to do a dressing change later.

Fujii pouted, but seemed to give up. She whispered: "Come and teach me at noon! Don't try to run!"

He Ma decided to sneak into a place where no one was going to have lunch quietly at noon.
To be continued...