You only care about the strategy

Chapter 292 Manager...Tonight...?
Shiina Kiri rejected the store manager's kindness and chose to run back by herself.

This place was only seven or eight kilometers away from where they were training together, so Momotani Miyuki happened to see them training at noon.

In fact, the real reason is that he needs to calm down, and evening jogging is undoubtedly the best way to do so.

The rich really have good taste. Karuizawa on a summer night is like a mint candy packed in an iced glass jar, with the evening breeze carrying the fragrance of pine needles blowing in from deep in the forest.

The system's reward this time is one thousand strategy points and 1 attribute point.

It’s a very good reward, but it also means that there is more responsibility on your shoulders.

After all, this is not a real game, and the second half of your life cannot be summarized by a voiceover of "living a happy life in the future".

Shiina Kiri suddenly realized that her original statement of "I want to make myself better and make them unable to live without me" was really childish.

Now it seems that this sentence should actually be changed to "I want to make myself better and make them all happy."

Although the difference between the two is no different from "love" and "women", "money" and "career"?
Shiina Kiri shouted as if to vent his anger towards the deserted path, startling the unknown wild birds curled up in the branches by the roadside. They flapped their wings and fled in panic, followed by the young man's hearty laughter.

By the time he returned to the training ground, it was almost one o'clock in the morning. He took a quick shower in the shower room before lying down in the comfortable bed.

……

……

"Everyone! Run five kilometers!"

Early in the morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone into Karuizawa, the members of the Kendo Club had already started a new round of practice along the forest path.

Deputy Minister Nakajima, who looks a bit honest, sets the daily training time at six in the morning in line with the idea that diligence can make up for lack of talent.

But unlike yesterday’s sparring, this morning’s practice was with Su Zhen.

In the kendo hall, more than a dozen team members performed vibrating movements in unison, stirring up gusts of air.

"Very good, take a ten-minute break." Nakajima Terusuke said in front of the array.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed their sore arms, and sat down with bent knees.

Shiina Kiri frowned. After practicing in his dream, he finally got into the groove after half an hour of training.

But he was not a maverick, so he sat on the ground with everyone else.

He could hear the sounds of heavy breathing and a few conversations, and Shiina Kiri closed her eyes while holding the bamboo sword.

"This is not a dream. Rest is also important." He warned himself.

ten minutes later.

"Okay, break is over, let's continue!"

……

After three rounds of training, Nakajima Terusuke took into account the different physical conditions of men and women and, most importantly, the fact that there was a competition in a week and injuries were not allowed, so he announced free training.

Shiina Kiri walked to the corner alone with the bamboo sword and continued to practice Su Zhen at her own pace.

In his opinion, practice makes perfect is indeed very suitable for kendo. After countless times of Su Zhen, although the way of holding the sword is still the middle style, the method is different.

Just like there are three thousand Hamlets among three thousand people, everyone's kendo is different due to their different heights, body shapes, and habits.

You need to find a method that suits you, how to exert more force and how to draw the sword faster.

The bamboo sword is no longer just a weapon, but a weapon that is connected to the mind and can be wielded with ease, just like an arm.

In the blink of an eye, it was eleven o'clock and the morning training was successfully completed.

"Shiina, let's go to the cafeteria to eat." Nakajima Terusuke shouted to Shiina Kiri.

"coming."

Shiina Kiri had no intention of forcing himself to join the small group, but if someone took the initiative to show goodwill, he would not refuse them.

"I heard that you beat Osaki in the sparring yesterday."

On the way to the cafeteria, Nakajima Terusuke pointed at a boy and said, "He is the deputy general who practiced with Shiina Kiri yesterday. This deputy general is still very easygoing during non-training time."

"Hey, Nakajima, why are you talking so harshly? What do you mean I got beaten? I also won a few games, okay?"

"Then how do you know if Shiina is giving in to you?"

"you!"

Osaki Kazuma glanced at Shiina Kiri and thought that this seemed possible. After all, even the freshman who was replaced in the tournament won two games yesterday?

Thinking of this, he finally understood that the few times Shiina Kiri lost to him were entirely due to human relationships!

But even so, he still said stubbornly: "It's easy for you to say that. We will switch teams this afternoon. You and Shiina will practice against each other. I want to see if you can win."

"I refuse. As long as he doesn't fight Shiina, he will never be able to beat me."

The deputy minister who looks honest is actually not honest at all, which reminds Shiina Kiri of Aoyama Isamu.

"Then you deserve to die."

"And you, my lieutenant, you've been beaten to a pulp by Shiina. You should be ashamed of yourself."

"Nakajima! Let's duel!" Osaki Kazuma said gritting his teeth.

"Alright, alright. My actual combat ability is not good enough. I did lose to Vice Admiral Osaki yesterday."

Seeing that he was getting more and more excited, Shiina Kiri quickly spoke up.

In order to avoid a real competition, he would have to serve as a witness and serve as a referee on an empty stomach, and the food in the cafeteria would have been cold after the competition.

However, the quarrel between the two made him laugh. It seemed that this training camp would not be boring.

The afternoon training was still a three-person sparring. Shiina Kiri deliberately fed the deputy general a few more moves, and lost two more games than yesterday.

This is not meaningless, "score control" is also a form of effective training.

It’s like when he says he can get 92 points in math in a test, then the score will be 92.

Similarly, he saw through his opponent's "momentum" in actual combat, so he could accurately feed his opponent's moves so that his letting down would not be so obvious.

On the other hand, Osaki Kazuno felt that this afternoon's competition was simply wonderful. He had never experienced such an exciting fight before.

After a few interactions, their relationship improved a lot, so during breaks, he whispered to him that if he went out at night, he should not come back too late.

Terusuke Nakajima on the side looked straight ahead, as if he already knew it.

Shiina Kiri: “…”

In fact, he could have attributed all this to the fact that he was not adapted to the new environment, so he went out for a walk.

After all, he sweated a lot last night and he even took a shower.

But finally think about it, Manager... tonight...?
He can't be still not used to the new environment...

Thinking of this, Shiina Kiri took out his cell phone from his pocket, and sure enough, there was a missed call from an hour ago, "Store Manager".

At that time he was still in training and wearing heavy armor, so it was naturally impossible for him to carry a mobile phone with him.

He asked Nakajima and the other man to go to the cafeteria first, saying that he was going to call his family, while he walked aside and called the store manager.

"Xiao Wu, is the training over?"

"Yeah, I saw you, the manager, and called me right away."

"Xiao Wu is so good~"

Shiina Kiri: “…”

Is he just a chatterbox or something? He talks so much.

(End of this chapter)