"It was my murderous aura that suddenly went wild." Saeko was a little embarrassed, "I didn't expect this at first."

Taisuke, who was listening in the audience, complained, "Yes, I didn't think of that at first, until the word 'stinky bitch' came out of my mouth."

"So, what are you going to do?"

The tall and muscular old man in kimono looked at Hikari Narijima by the wall with great interest.

Maybe he wanted to see if this delinquent boy who had just escaped death now looked regretful and fearful.

But he was disappointed.

"Clang-"

Throwing down the two broken breastplates in his hands, Hikari Narishima lowered his head, clenched his fists and came to Saeko.

"That man with glasses, is he... stronger than you?"

He asked in a low voice, and anyone could hear the unwillingness in it.

"Of course." The beautiful swordsman waved the wooden sword and said to herself. "If you are not as good as me, then as the man I consider, it is too shameful."

"What are you going to do after you get such desperate news?" Takemoto Jiuan, who almost understood the situation, looked down at him playfully.

As a martial artist, it was hard for him not to be interested in this delinquent boy who had no regard for anything and ran to challenge him.

"How to do it?" Narushima Hikari murmured.

Facing the truly huge gap in strength, he never thought that his determination and consciousness would be as light and weightless as the clouds floating in the sky.

But inexplicably, a feeling emerged in my heart.

This is it, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

If you shrink back here, you will never be able to catch up with those guys who are at the top of the world!

Immediately, a kind of hot fire that was familiar to Takemoto Jiuan appeared in his eyes.

The look in his eyes that seemed determined to win or die...

Where and when did you see it?

The old man in kimono looked slightly reminiscing.

At this moment, the white-haired young man raised a hand and placed it in front of Saeko.

"It doesn't matter how many sections you beat! It doesn't matter how much it hurts! As long as it's not broken, it's up to you! But..."

"After interrupting, let me become my teacher!"

With a "pop" sound, he knelt in front of Saeko, with only the arm he had handed over as apology raised high.

And Takemoto Jiuan finally recalled that familiar feeling.

"Isn't this just...the same as when that kid was a child?"

The old man grinned his lips, revealing his pale teeth in a twisted smile.
Chapter completed!