Several girls politely greeted Ikeba Shizuka.
This is their boyfriend's mentor, so by a rough calculation, he's practically their mentor too.
Hello.
Ikeba Shizuka smiled and nodded to them, her gaze lingering on Akiba Reiko for a while longer. She had paid attention to this popular female singer when watching TV.
Those crimson eyes were truly stunning.
Of course, most importantly, the other party seems to have an unusual relationship with my clumsy apprentice. I couldn't be sure before, but now I can be sure.
They are indeed related, and it's a very close relationship.
After chatting briefly, Ikeba Shizuka looked at Yuzuru Hanyu with gentle eyes and said, "Go on, the competition is about to start, go warm up first."
As she spoke, she stepped forward and reached out to straighten the loose collar of the boy's kendo uniform. Yuu Nan squinted, enjoying her service with contentment.
The master and apprentice moved naturally and smoothly, as if they had repeated it countless times.
But the girls behind them saw it differently. Apart from the innocent Ran and Kazuha, everyone else exchanged strange glances.
Judging from this, it seems someone else is about to fall for it.
These thoughtful girls exchanged glances, each understanding the other's meaning, but none of them uttered a sound.
"Hehe, it seems that Master Jinghua treats Nan a little differently." Sonoko nudged Akemi and muttered softly.
Akemi smiled and gently patted Sonoko's hand, signaling her not to talk nonsense. As long as Young Master Yuzuru likes someone, no matter who it is, she will silently offer advice from the sidelines.
Inside the gymnasium, in the area where Teitan Academy is located.
Yuzuru was surrounded by a group of kendo club members, the center of attention, with the club president, who had an airport-sized figure, personally warming him up.
"Hanyu, are your shoulders sore? Do your arms hurt? Do you want me to give you a massage?"
"Hanyu-kun, our Teitan Kendo Club is counting on you this time!"
"Go for it, Yuzuru-kun!"
From a playboy who spent money on fun to an absolute mainstay and rising star in the eyes of the Kendo Club, Yuzuru proved himself in just two matches.
Now a group of club members are hoping he will win the championship.
You should know that among all the clubs in the entire school, their Kendo Club is the only one that hasn't won a national championship.
When I see members of other clubs at school, I inexplicably feel inferior to them.
"Don't worry, everyone's efforts will not be in vain."
Yuzuru took the water cup handed to him by his teammate, took a sip to moisten his throat, and then gave them a confident smile.
After all, he was studying at Teitan University. There were sexy teachers, beautiful female students, and of course, a group of male students who envied and resented him. Overall, the school atmosphere was quite good.
Winning a championship was something that came naturally to him.
Soon, the warm-up ended, and the referee's voice came over the loudspeaker.
Meanwhile, the stands were already packed, the dense crowd resembling a surging ocean, filled with excited shouts and cheers.
In other words, both schools in the first match were from Dongdu.
Otherwise, Osaka, as the host city, will certainly show their enthusiasm.
Shizuka Ikenami led Kazuha and the others to a perfect spot right in the middle, where they could clearly see the entire arena and cheer for Kusunoki Hanyu up close.
As the crucial semi-final match of the morning.
Hanyu Kusunoki's opponent is Okita Souji from Izumi Shin Academy.
This is someone who looks very similar to Shinichi Kudo, with a small braid, and can be described as a size four washing machine.
"Kudo, Hattori, Kuroba, Okita... Tsk, I never expected that these are the common faces!" Yuu Nan muttered to himself. Although his voice was not loud, Okita Souji still caught it.
"What did you say?"
Okita Souji looked at his opponent and asked with a frown.
"It's nothing, I just think your face is a bit too common." Yuzuru waved his hand. The match hadn't started yet, and this was the pre-match confrontation (trash talk) segment.
Okita Souji: "..."
Damn, being handsome doesn't make you any better!
He was always the one being praised for his good looks, but one day he was told he had an average face, and the worst part was he couldn't argue with it. The guy opposite him did have a slightly better appearance and a more refined demeanor than him...
Okita Souji took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the inexplicable displeasure in his heart.
The conflict began.
He slightly adjusted his sword grip, looked at Yuzuru opposite him, and said, "Yuzuru, I've watched your matches, you are indeed very strong... but today is the day of your defeat."
"Heh~ Even their personalities are pretty much the same."
Yuzuru rubbed his forehead.
You old scoundrel, look at what you've done!
"Um, are you sure you're their biological child? Or do your parents have any long-lost siblings or anything?"
He meant it sincerely.
After all, who could have imagined beforehand that Shinichi Kudo and Kaito Kuroba, one a detective and the other a phantom thief, would actually be cousins?
However, to Okita Souji on the other side, it was undoubtedly a blatant mockery. His face darkened instantly, and he sneered, "You're good with words, but I'll show you what failure is all about."
"Thank you, but I will write it."
Yuzuru smiled and retorted sarcastically, "And you can write in multiple languages, Okita-kun, you don't know how to write it, do you? Do you want me to teach you?"
With the translation konjac around, he can write not only foreign languages, but even alien languages.
Okita Souji was so choked that he couldn't speak.
This script is different from the ones he usually uses in competitions!
The referee next to the two seemed to be listening with great interest. For him, the pre-match confrontation was much more exciting than the actual match.
"Beep~ Contestants, take your positions and prepare for the competition."
The referee's whistle blew at just the right moment.
The two men each took a few steps back, and then assumed their starting stances.
"Left shoulder forward, blade tip backward, lower stance..." Okita Souji gripped his sword with both hands, staring intently at Hanyu Kusunoki's stance opposite him, and slowly said, "This is the Yagyu Shinkage-ryu's One-Sword Two-Slash stance, isn't it!"
He spoke with extreme confidence.
Then Yuzuru denied it.
"No, no, no, this move is the 'Drawing the Sword to Cut the Water' technique of the Pond Wave Style."
Yuzuru shrugged, his gaze sweeping across the audience above before finally settling on a beautiful woman in a kimono, sitting demurely.
You can't cut water with a knife; the water just keeps flowing.
But if you have enough strength, you can cut through even the longest river with a single sword stroke.
Just like Ikeba Shizuka's hardened defenses, he gradually and successfully broke through them.
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