The girl next door turns into a cat

Chapter 76 Members are not allowed to peek at the minister's chest, nor his legs

The momentum dissipated like the dust had settled, and there was no extra noise in the activity room of the Kendo Department, and even the picture was frozen.

Suzuki held onto the bamboo sword and stood motionless, while Yucheng Michiyo maintained his striding pace, holding the flag in his hand towards Kirihi.

Until a long exhalation that had been brewing for a long time sounded, as if a signal made everything that was still still move.The quietly drooping curtains caught the suddenly noisy wind outside the window and swayed in the air. The flags raised above the head were as bright as autumn red leaves in the bright light, dancing with the curtains in the wind.

"Effective strikes, wins!"

Following that, the girl exclaimed in decibels with joy, and Suzuki Mamoru, who had exhaled a long breath just now, took another deep breath to calm down the beating of the heart that made the blood flow rapidly.

He finally put down his bamboo sword posture, waiting for the final verdict from the head of the Kendo Department.

Yucheng Michiyo also resumed his natural standing posture, and his eyes, which used to be as calm as a lake flowing on a high mountain reflecting the sky within reach, rippled and let out a little surprise.

There are no tricks. In her eyes, beginners who have practiced kendo for less than a month, the only thing to boast about is that "Jigu" is quite standard. In comparison, whether it is "poor physical fitness" or "lack of actual combat experience" or It is "not in place in cultivating the mind", and all kinds of disadvantages almost undoubtedly point to such an answer——

It is impossible for such a person to defeat her.

Moreover, this time's kendo competition was not like the first one when she was caught off guard. After she had a clear expectation of Suzuki Mamoru's reaction speed, she always followed his fastest reaction to attack and defend.

She thought she had indeed fully exerted her own strength, but in fact she was defeated, defeated by the young man in front of her who was trying to calm her breathing and heartbeat.

"Student Yucheng." Breathing calmly, when the sound of heartbeat like a drum gradually left his ears, Suzuki Mori, who took off his mask, could not help but raise the corner of his mouth, showing a satisfied smile.He reminded Tamaki Michiyo who stood there for a long time without responding.

The girl came back to her senses, she took off her mask, and there was no obstacle, just like the morning mist dissipating, and her eyes could clearly fall on her beautiful face.The look of surprise between the eyebrows and eyes has dissipated with the mist, and the eyes are still as calm as water.

The crisp voice that followed reverberated in the Kendo club like an empty valley: "Student Suzuki, get a book and pass the examination of the Kendo club."

The smile on Suzuki Mori's mouth was like a corner of a wet tissue, and the smile like clear water tended to pervade the pale and handsome face.But he quickly restrained himself and breathed calmly again.

"Yes." He nodded.

"Application for admission, please fill it out."

"of course."

Putting down the bamboo sword, the girl stepped on the ground with her white and clean bare feet and walked towards the standard storage cabinet in the activity room. After searching for a while, she took out an A4-sized paper, and the words "Ministry Application" were prominently printed on the top .

Suzuki Mamoru took the application form that Yucheng Michiyo handed him.

"Thank you."

"Passed the assessment, this is what Suzuki-san fought for with his strength." Tamaki Michiyo said flatly.

"With strength."

Suzuki Mori walked to the side without changing his expression, knelt down and took out a pen from the shoulder bag, then put the application for admission on the flat shoulder bag, and filled it out.

"Suzuki-kun." Chao Wuxi approached briskly, bending over beside him, "Congratulations."

"Congratulations?" Although such a reply does not seem to match the current occasion, Suzuki Mamoru thinks that "Congratulations" and "Congratulations" are a fixed combination, such as blue sky with white clouds, blue and white must be stripes, etc. of.

As a result, Chao Wuxi was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled sweetly: "I should be happy too."

"What are you happy about?"

The girl's soft waist bent a little lower, and she leaned close to his ear, and the sweet breath from her mouth blew on the pinnae.

"Suzuki-kun is my junior now."

Feeling the blowing in his ears, Mamoru Suzuki paused while filling out the application form for membership.

That's right, he came earlier than Asagiri, but, of course, the time when he formally joined the club shall prevail in terms of seniors and seniors.

That is to say-

"Senior Chaogiri?"

The girl smiled lightly, put her hand along the corner of her mouth, and straightened her waist.

"Well, Junior Suzuki, we must work hard in kendo practice in the future." Asagiri patted Suzuki Mori on the shoulder.

"I will work hard." Suzuki Mamoru said cooperatively, continuing to write with the pen in his hand.

"Answered without energy." Chao Wuxi pretended to be serious, with the momentum of a senior reprimanding a junior.

"Yes, I will try my best."

"Still lacking energy."

"I'm done." Suzuki Mamoru accompanied Asagiri Shio to play the role-play of junior and senior.

He grabbed the application form for membership and got up, walking towards Michiyo Tamaki who had been standing aside quietly thinking about something since the very beginning.

"Student Yucheng." Mamoru Suzuki handed her the completed form.

"Hmm." The girl whose thoughts were interrupted took the form and looked it over. There was nothing wrong with it. She put the form back into the original cabinet first.

"Then now that Suzuki-san has become an official member, I have something to say to Suzuki-san."

After the release, he came to him again, Yucheng Michiyo stared at his eyes seriously, and spoke.

"Yes." Suzuki Mori nodded.

"First of all, the goal of our kendo department is the national competition."

"Yes."

"Kendo practice must be serious, arrive on time, and generally cannot be absent without reason."

"Yes." Suzuki Mamoru nodded like a machine.

"And, I became an official member of the Kendo Club." Tamaki Michiyo explained the corresponding precautions for Suzuki Mamoru.

"at last."

Suzuki Mori cheered up a little when he heard "finally".

"The last one is specifically for Suzuki-san."

"Huh? What's that?" Suzuki Mori asked curiously upon hearing this.

Yucheng Michiyo glanced at him, and his voice was like a clear stream: "As a member, you must respect the minister. You cannot peek at the minister's chest."

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In the suffocating silence, Tamaki Michiyo continued to add: "The legs don't work either."

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"The minister has the corresponding punishment power for the members. If Suzuki-san commits such a thing again, he will also be punished accordingly."

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"Of course, this is only during kendo practice."

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"But it's best not to do it outside of practice. Excuse me."

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"Student Suzuki, do you hear clearly?" Yucheng Michiyo raised his chin slightly and asked.

The silence was too long, Suzuki Mori turned his head and responded with difficulty.

".Yes, my lord."

His intuition told him that there was a bad look coming from behind him.

It was the eyes of Zhao Wuxi.

(End of this chapter)