I teach judo in Tokyo

Chapter 313 Santa Claus (crossed out), Christmas beauty!
While the whole world is enjoying the carnival, the top floor of the building of the Luke Group's Tokyo branch is on.

Mai Zhuo and Wei Si were sitting on the sofa, their expressions incomprehensible.

"Hehehehe, we finally found it." Mai Zhuo muttered to himself, looking at the projection on the wall.

"As expected. Even in the Yata family, which has been hiding for so long, there are still people who can't stand the loneliness and are attracted out~"

The projection on the wall clearly showed a figure captured by the camera.

Weiss next to her also looked excited: "Now that people have appeared, it's time to call those two guys over."

Mai Zhuo nodded with a smile: "With just the two of us, it is indeed risky to break into the Yata family, which has been hidden and developed for decades, so let's call the two of them over."

"The crazy lightning and the flame of destiny are much more powerful than the two of us."

As she spoke, she stood up from the sofa easily and stretched lazily: "With the traces of Yata's bloodline, I finally don't have to think of ways to embarrass my brother Sousuke, otherwise I'm really scared. I won’t be able to make a move then~”

Weiss sneered: "Come on, Mai Zhuo, it's just a game. How can you really fall in love with an ordinary human being."

Etc., etc
Various content about the thirty-two champions, some serious, some funny, some lascivious, began to circulate crazily all over the Internet.

"Those supernormal beings who are like monsters!" 》

"The Secret Story of No. 7 Champion Atobe Sosuke and His Women"

Atobe Sosuke's identity was revealed and soon became known to people around him.

Obviously, compared to the aimless chaos of the previous twenty days of "points competition", the second stage of the arena competition with a clear defender is obviously more topical.

Mai Zhuo glanced at her and said meaningfully: "After so many contacts, do you think he is really an ordinary human being?"

"It doesn't matter." Mai Zhuo's eyes were deep, "He probably already knew that the two of us were sent by the 'Snake of the World' to supervise us, but he avoided our 'Baqi' surveillance by some strange combination of circumstances. , but he is lucky."

Then, she scratched her head and asked: "Speaking of which, the King of Fighters competition has reached the second stage. Why hasn't that guy Luke come over yet?"

Naturally, Hefeng High School also knew about this.

Various marketing accounts and video bloggers began to edit and publish videos, and the topic was almost inseparable from how strong the thirty-two champions who appeared tonight were.

"If you really like such a guy in the end, you can at worst give him divine blood and develop him into a dependent like the previous plan."

The fighting competition, which was already popular enough, is now even more popular, and even attracts more attention than the previous heavyweight events that attracted global attention.

"I can really do the thighs of No. 12 Champion Jiami!" ! ! 》

"With him hiding like this, it will be difficult for the two of us to complete our 'surveillance' mission." Distress appeared on Weiss's face.

"Zangirf and Julius's Second CP Creation"

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Soon, before the first day of this wrestling match ended, images of the thirty-two champions fighting tonight were spread all over the Internet.

"Evaluation of the Strength Ranking of Thirty-Two Champions"

Mai Zhuo went to the bar to pick up the red wine and said nonchalantly: "He must be hiding in that aircraft carrier, huddled on some high seas. It is impossible for him to show up before the third stage of the competition. ”

"Hehe, that's fine. Then don't compete with me. I really like this man." Mai Zhuo chuckled and glanced at Weisi provocatively.

Weiss turned her head to avoid her eyes: "You can just accept it, I don't care about it."

"Hey!" Weiss looked indifferent, "I admit that men like Atobe Sosuke are rare in the world, but there is a connection between the 'gods' and the 'gods', and I didn't 'smell' anything on him. What a familiar smell.”

Because of this, the school readily approved Atobe Sosuke's request for early leave.

In the next few days, Zongsuke worked out with his disciples at home during the day, and took time to complete his championship target in the evening.

Since the number of disciples increased, his daily tasks are now very tightly arranged.

There are seven disciples in total, and they spend nearly four hours a day on pulse nourishing massage.

Then, technical guidance was given to the three unarmed Yotsuba Saki, Mifune Yumi, and Kuno Maruko for one hour.

One-hour technical instruction for Gokata Motoko, Yae Sakura, Yae Rin and Ryo Giori who are armed with weapons.

Then he practiced with everyone, including Yae Meixuan, a beautiful master, for almost an hour.

All of a sudden seven or eight hours were gone.

This allowed Sousuke to only take up part of his sleeping time for his extra training.

However, despite being so busy, there are some important things that cannot be forgotten.

November 12, Wednesday afternoon.

On this day, Zongsuke was instructing his disciples in techniques in his dojo as usual.

"When faced with an opponent's sudden attack, we should keep an eye on his shoulders."

Zongsuke was demonstrating his fighting skills seriously, and inadvertently saw a few disciples standing aside distractedly.

Not only the playful little guy like Yumi, but also the cold-tempered Motoko couldn't help but glance at the courtyard outside the dojo several times.

There was already a thick layer of white snow outside the dojo.

In the snow, a beautifully decorated Christmas tree was placed next to the cherry blossom tree.

Today is Christmas. Obviously, the girls have no interest in studying.

He sighed helplessly and simply said: "Okay, okay, since today is a special day, let's cancel our teaching work for one day."

Although Sousuke himself has no feelings about Christmas, the girls in the dojo are very interested in it, so of course he will not go against everyone.

"Okay!" Mifune Yumi immediately jumped up excitedly when she heard Sousuke's words, pulled Yotsuba Saki beside her and ran towards the yard.

Immediately afterwards, Zongsuke held the back collar and pulled him back with one hand at a time.

He pretended to be angry and cursed: "Go back to your room and change into your warm clothes! It's snowing outside!"

Although the White Night Dojo has been renovated and upgraded by Zongsuke without any expense, even in the harsh winter, with the blessing of the heating floor, you will not feel cold at all.

But he is not so extravagant as to transform the open space outside the yard into a spring-like one all year round.

If the squad leader and his classmates ran out wearing single-piece judo uniforms, they would catch colds in minutes.

"Oh! Teacher, I understand, put me down quickly!" Yumi was suspended in the air and danced, finally breaking free from Sousuke's control, and then pulled Yotsuba Saki and ran up to the second floor.

Several other disciples also relaxed and ran upstairs to change clothes.

If your mind is wild, it will be difficult to lead your disciples.

Sousuke reluctantly walked to the kitchen, where the beautiful widow Maruko Kuno was seriously preparing dinner in an apron.

She will be the chef for tonight's Christmas dinner, so she applied to Zongsuke to end her training early and went into the kitchen to prepare food.

Zongsuke listened to the bustling noise upstairs, and his heart moved.

With a smile, he sneaked up behind the widow who was concentrating on making soup and admired her devilish figure.

Where it should be wide, it should be wide, where it should be narrow, it should be extremely narrow, and where it should be wide, it should be wider than the shoulder.

In addition, after being promoted to SSR, the widow with the "Shiranui" entry naturally has an illusory and alluring temperament like a mirage.

It's like a beauty in the world.

Zongsuke couldn't help but move his index finger, and directly stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the slender and soft and voluptuous waist.

"Hey!" The widow was startled and couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice. Then she immediately felt the familiar touch from Zongsuke and immediately calmed down obediently.

"Sister Kuno, thank you for your hard work." Zongsuke held the widow's red earlobe in his mouth and whispered condolences. He couldn't help but tighten his hugging hands, and the two immediately clung to each other.

Feeling the hot touch from behind, Kuno Maruko lowered her head and said shyly: "Sosuke, everyone will be coming downstairs soon. Please restrain yourself."

"Hehe, no problem." Zongsuke teased with a smile, then turned the bowed widow to face him, and reached out to lift her gentle chin.

Seeing her eyes closed tightly and her face flushed, I couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Sister Kuno is still so shy after all this time." He murmured, then lowered his head and began to share his taste buds with the widow.

After a brief chat, he keenly heard the sound of footsteps going downstairs, so he let go of the nearly paralyzed widow, patted her big cushion and walked out of the kitchen.

Then, at a glance, I saw a scenery that was completely different from usual.

Long skirts, short skirts, coats, coats, cotton-padded jackets, scarves, cloaks.

And the essential Santa hat.

All the girls in Baiye Dojo actually wore clothes of different styles but with the same style.

They stood in a row in front of Atobe Sousuke in a pretty way.

"You guys, is this COS Santa Claus?"

Zongsuke raised his chin and asked cheerfully.

Among them, Yumi Mifune, the shortest one, was wearing a fake Santa Claus beard, holding hands with Kuno Aoi, who was dressed exactly like her, and jumped up to Sousuke.

"Hehehe, Shifan, do you think we look alike?"

Zongsuke took off their fake beards and laughed: "You are not Santa Claus here, you are just a bunch of Christmas beauties."

"Ouch! Teacher, why did you pull off my beard? The Lun family still wants to take pictures!"

Mifune Yumi pinched Atobe Sousuke in displeasure with her mouth bulging.

Zongsuke looked at the beautiful scenery of blooming flowers in front of him, and suddenly smiled boldly and said: "Let's go! Let's go to the yard and let the master of the dojo take a photo of everyone!"

Many beauties immediately smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Come on, say cheese!"

"Cheese~"

"Crack!"

This is the first Christmas that Sousuke spends in this world.

(End of this chapter)