1986, Create a Miss Tokyo Ichiban

Chapter 122 The Patriarch of this Generation
Egawa Motaku suppressed the excitement in his heart and tried to make his little face look more natural.

Ahem, cough, cough, it's just a seemingly brilliant victory, there's nothing to celebrate.

Tagawa Chiyo pushed up her big glasses again, and poked Kitahara Yuri, who was beside her with a dissatisfied expression, who was cheering and jumping.

"Hey, hey, where are you from?"

Kitahara Yuri's face was stunned, and his face turned red: "Huh? I just forgot, right, there is nothing to celebrate!"

After the physical education class, the president of the table tennis club did not give in immediately.

Because Kenji Shigematsu went to the infirmary because his jaw seemed to be slightly dislocated just now.

This is the sequelae of opening your mouth wide and not closing it the whole time.

But after the last class in the morning, Kenji Shigematsu cautiously came to Zhang Yu's desk and bowed deeply.

Unfortunately, he was unable to speak for the time being, so he could only put his hands on the roster representing the billiards club on Qinyin's desk.

The billiards club surrenders!
The girl with a high ponytail patted her new little brother on the shoulder with satisfaction, "Come on, sister, please go eat oden!"
Shigematsu Kenji hurriedly made gestures.

(Classmate Zhang Yu, I am two years older than you!)
Kotone understood his gesture, and the girl whose mind was filled with oden asked subconsciously.

"So, you're saying you're here to treat us?"

Kenji Shigematsu thought about his poor wallet, gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.

Kotone immediately happily patted Kenji Shigematsu on the shoulder again.

"Great, don't worry, I didn't plan to invite a few people!"

After a few minutes.

Kenji Shigematsu looked at most of the classmates in Class S lining up in front of the oden hawker stall and felt like crying.

There is no way, most of Class S has become a peripheral member of Zhang Yu Club due to the efforts of Abu Weizhen and Akishima Yako.

With a hint of anger, Chiyo Tagawa pulled out Yuri Kitahara who had slipped into the queue at some point.

"Kitahara-san, please pay attention to your position! Bastard!"

Kitahara Yuri said forcefully: "I just want to see it, really, I just want to see it!"

Kitahara Yuri’s real inner thoughts——>Wow, is this the legendary street oden?
It smells so good. My family and coach never let me eat anything that makes me salivate.

A group of sixth-grade students paraded through the school holding octopus balls, which made a group of junior students salivate.

Even the teacher in charge of school discipline can only turn a blind eye.

Because Ms. Chairman has said that Zhang Yu Qinyin is the most special one.

Don't scare people.

This is what private companies are like. If you dare to violate the boss's words, just pack up and leave!

Teacher Fengji passed by more than a dozen octopus balls without leaving any intersection.

More than a dozen skewers of octopus balls were parked in front of the notice board.

Two teachers are posting school board announcements.

【.During this school year, the school board of directors will give generous prizes to the winners of various competitions in the Kanto Elementary School. 】

Qinyin's beautiful eyes widened, and she was almost dazzled by the string of "0"s.

"Naixi, give me your pen."

Qin Yin rushed to the bulletin board with a pen in hand. Before the two teachers were finished, she began to fill in the names of the winners in the blank spaces after the various competition awards.

Zhang Yu's piano sounds, Zhang Yu's piano sounds, Zhang Yu's piano sounds, Zhang Yu's piano sounds, Zhang Yu's piano sounds.

The octopus balls fell to the floor.

Because the students' mouths were uncontrollably closed.

"Ah, how could this be possible?!"

The two teachers looked at the girl with a high ponytail with $ signs in her eyes with a headache. They thought of the chairman's instructions and couldn't say any words of condemnation.

Fortunately, Ms. Yoshijima, who was watching the movement from the window, smiled and asked her assistant to come down and help the two teachers.

"Since she likes it, let her name stay on it first!"

Sachiko Honda, assistant to the chairman, dismissed the two teachers and turned to Kotone with a smile.

"Since Kotone-chan has filled in so many items, please keep working hard. It would be very embarrassing if you don't get it in the end!"

Her high ponytail flicked happily, and she suddenly realized that she loved this school to death.

Think about what Coach Dachuan was doing back then. Oh!
A group of sixth-year students whizzed away surrounded by the sound of the piano.

After everyone left, the trio, who secretly ate oden, returned to the teaching building.Then they saw the new notice and the string of "Zhang Yu's piano sounds".

Egawa Honda's delicate face was frighteningly white.

Because he saw that the words "Zhang Yu Qinyin" were also filled in behind the Kanto Region Elementary School Kendo Award for this school year!

hateful!

A guy who can play Go, draw, and even play billiards, are you doing something like Kendo? !
Can't forgive~~!

During lunch break, the whole class was whispering.

Kotone looked at the bamboo sword that was handed to her and Egawa Motaku's little face that was bloodshot with anger, and suddenly felt a little puzzled.

Naixi suddenly came over and bit her ear.

"When you filled in your name just now, you seemed to have also filled in the kendo project."

Qinyin was surprised: "No way? Why don't I remember."

Naiki shrugged: "Sayuri and I thought you were targeting the kendo club on purpose, but now I see from your expression that you filled in the wrong place. You seemed to have missed the foreign language item on the kendo item."

What now?
"Zhang Yu Qinyin, take the sword!"

Ekawamoto scolded loudly.

"Although I object to you becoming the chief student, this is not the reason for you to blaspheme the way of swordsmanship~!"

The angry Egawamoto saw that Kotone was still hesitant, so he simply put down his bamboo sword, turned around and left.

"Zhang Yu Qinyin, I'm waiting for you in the kendo club classroom! If you don't come, there will be absolutely no discussion about what happens to the chief."

Perhaps because he spoke too hastily and was too excited, Ekawamoto couldn't help but burp.

A hint of oden flavor spreads out.

Several students next to him sniffled, with sudden smiles on their faces.

Oh~~~, it turns out you are such a Jiangchuan.

In the end, Kotone came to the Kendo Club classroom with a large number of helpers.

Anyway, the Kendo Club is also someone she must suppress.

The so-called island country's swordsmanship should also have ways to deal with it.

Sayuri and Naiki picked out a pair of protective gear and put it on Kotone.

Qinyin asked Naixi curiously: "I see you spent a long time choosing it. Is there anything special about this protective gear?"

Sayuri said bluntly: "Because this protective gear is the prettiest. You can see your figure is really good!"

Qin Yin suddenly had a black line on her face. What kind of figure did she need to show off her 11-year-old washboard body?
But you have exposed most of my area outside the armor. Are you really not afraid that I will lie down and live my life in the next life?

When Kotone was pushed onto the stage by two unreliable assistants, Egawa Motaku, who had been kneeling on the floor and was already fully armed, bowed coolly to her.

The black kendo uniform and protective gear, plus the black mask under his armpits, give him a very imposing look.

"Ekawa Motaku, the 20th generation successor of Ekawa-ryu, please give me some advice~!"

This is what Ekawamoto said before putting on the mask.

Maybe it's the etiquette before the game starts?

Qinyin cleared her throat and pretended to reply.

"Qin Yin, the first ancestor of Zhang Yuliu, came to ask for advice!"

Jiangchuan Bentaku's body was shaken angrily.

I say that I am the 20th generation descendant of Jiang Chuanliu. You say that you are the first generation ancestor of Zhang Yuliu. It is too much!

But Zhang Yuqinyin didn't think so. She felt that she was telling the truth.

Because Qinyin's father couldn't help, she could only be Zhang Yuliu's ancestor.

(Qinyin’s father: Shouldn’t our Zhang Yuliu belong to the comic genre?)

The two people wearing masks first touched each other with their bamboo swords a few times, and then started the competition at the order of the referee teacher.

Phew~~!

Just as Egawamoto exerted force on his waist, the tip of a bamboo sword suddenly appeared half an inch in front of his mask.

Jiangchuan Bentaku was so frightened that he broke into sweat.

[Harmless Bidaka]: When swinging or throwing within a locked target (20 meters), the speed of the swinging item or thrown object is doubled, and it cannot be hindered when reaching the target.

The position where Kotone Bamboo Sword is locked is half an inch in front of Egawa Honda's mask!
(End of this chapter)