Tokyo: Starting from staying at my mother's bestie's house

"Axun's main task now is to get into a good university. I'll give you a task, help me keep a close eye on him and don't let him have anything to do with girls now!"

"……okay."

"besides!"

"What else?"

"Huacheng Xingzi, listen to me! You are not allowed to steal from the company—"

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi put down her phone and rubbed her eyebrows tiredly.

What do you mean I am stealing from the company?

Who am I, Huacheng Xingzi? Is it necessary for me to fall in love with my best friend’s son?

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The next day, Huacheng Xingzi finished her breakfast and went out early.

Holding a bamboo sword, Iinuma Isao continued to meditate in the eaves of the courtyard.

So, what’s the point of meditation?

Iinuma Isao, who was frowning and thinking, suddenly felt a gust of fragrant wind coming.

A slender figure walked past.

He looked up.

On a slightly gloomy spring morning, an angel passed by in a light gray plaid pleated skirt, her steps graceful and light.

The hem of her skirt just reached her knees, her slender, straight legs were wrapped in black stockings, and on her feet were small round-toed leather shoes.

The silky black hair spread over the thin back, swaying slightly with the steps... Just a silhouette made her look ethereal and moving, like a fairy who was banished to the human world, elegant and lively.

The fairy passed by the human world and glanced at the young man.

Look at the fool's eyes.

"Uh……"

Iinuma Isao thought to himself, am I stupid?

"You are stupid!" the angel answered affirmatively.

"But my mother told me that the world has spiritual energy!" Iinuma Isao said unhappily.

Huacheng Iori rubbed his brows and sighed, "She didn't tell you that you are already in high school. Don't believe in any weird words, okay? Iinuma baby——"

"Makes sense!"

Iinuma Isao gave her a thumbs up.

"I always feel that meditation is so wrong. She even lied to me that meditation and sword practice can help me develop my mind's eye." At this point, he paused and asked the angel, "Do you know what the mind's eye is?"

"Hmm..." Huacheng Iori thought for a moment and replied, "When you have surpassed the master of swordsmanship and become a saint, you can comprehend the ultimate state of unity between man and nature, open your eyes, and avoid disasters!"

"But my mother wouldn't lie to me..."

"Who knows."

"Let's have a competition!"

"Eh?"

The angel was stunned.

Suddenly, he got up and took a broom.

The broom head was twisted off, and the bare wooden stick was thrown into her hand.

"..."

The corner of Huacheng Iori's eye twitched.

She was just a little angel passing by, why would she fight with him?

"My mother wouldn't lie to me!" Iinuma Isao held the bamboo sword and assumed a mid-sword stance.

In fact, his more commonly used opening move is Iai Slash.

Iai is both handsome and good at fighting, but the opponent is a little girl, and it would be too bullying for her to start with Iai.

"…If you're bored, go outside and run a few more laps." Huacheng Iori sighed helplessly.

She could see that this guy was just bored, so he wanted to have fun with her, just like she had fun with him.

"Humph! Face the gale, girl!" Iinuma Isao looked at the angel's delicate features and roared, "Without a strong body and strength, you can't protect anything! Now, let me completely shatter your naive expectations!"

After saying that, a gust of wind suddenly blew in from outside the eaves.

The cherry trees were shaking, and the petals were flying in the air, as if responding to the boy.

My mom’s role is on card, you can go and give her a like.

Chapter 19 Angels are not women?

Huacheng Iori's hair was also flying in the wind.

She didn't tidy up her hair, and stared at the opposite side through her hair.

When one's swordsmanship reaches the level of a saint, one can open one's mind and realize the unity of man and nature, and the heaven and earth will respond when one activates a skill.

Huacheng Iori thought that was bragging.

But now, looking at the falling cherry blossoms, she hesitated.

Why do I feel like this guy might be able to reach that level?

Iinuma Isao stepped forward.

When he stepped on the floor barefoot, wind pressure actually spread out from the soles of his feet.

"I am coming!"

He shouted and drew his sword.

——This sword will be very powerful!

Hanashiro Iori had never practiced sword, but he relied on his extraordinary intuition to understand his sword intent.

His speed was so fast that she could hardly see it with her naked eyes. She could only hastily raise her sword and block it above her head.

"boom!"

The angel flew out.

The slender body fell headfirst into the messy atrium, with her hair, face and clothes covered in mud.

"Ionuma Isao!"

The wind blew, and through the falling cherry blossoms, the angel's eyes were filled with extreme anger.

"Is your fighting ability so poor that you can't even block a single blow from me!"

Ionuma Isao looked at the angel who fell into the mud quietly, but he felt like "Ah, she is also an ordinary girl" in his heart.

"Is that why you beat me?" The angel's face was full of frost.

"Humph!"

"I'm a woman, asshole!"

"Those who practice martial arts are all men and women!"

"I don't want to see you again!"

"Good thing!"

"Oh my god!"

"A woman will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword!"

Iinuma Isao shouted loudly, then smiled.

He felt the atmosphere became happier.

Just be happy and that's all.

So he grabbed the bamboo sword and moved swiftly in the cherry blossom rain, swinging the sword in the air.

Wherever the blade passed, petals followed, their shapes were as graceful as a startled wild goose or a swimming dragon...

As if in response to him, a light drizzle began to fall between the sky and the earth, and after a few seconds it turned into a heavy rain.

Through the white rain curtain, Hanashiro Iori looked at the boy dancing with the sword.

Her look changed from anger at first, to a little bit of shame, and finally to a kind of helplessness that was both annoying and funny.

She finally understood why Iinuma Isao suddenly went crazy.

He has lived with his mother in Hokkaido, a sparsely populated area, since he was a child. From the time he was born until now, he has perhaps never suffered any injustice. He has been a genius since childhood and has never seen anyone better than him, so he has a kind of arrogant complacency.

But on the first day in Tokyo, he met himself.

The angel's ability was too buggy and it crushed him directly, which made him feel hard to accept.

Although he didn't say it, he definitely wanted to compete with him in his heart.

So after he chopped himself down with a sword, he felt that the sky was clear and the rain had stopped, and Iinuma boy was invincible again.

I was very happy, and I suddenly realized...

"What a lucky guy..."

Huacheng Iori smiled helplessly, got up and went back to his room, took a shower and changed into clean clothes.

Isao Iinuma had already finished practicing sword skills and was grinning at the "Swordsmanship (Mastery LV7)" in the system.

The rain hitting the cherry blossoms in the courtyard has a unique flavor.

I don’t know how long it was, but I suddenly heard a noise. Iinuma Isao turned around and saw that it was Hanashiro Iori who was carrying tea and snacks.

"Are you happy?"