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But losing to Xing Yuanhui was different. He had never received any training in kendo, at least not formal training. How could he not be disappointed when such a person relied on his physical advantage to fight him?

What's more, it's not just strength. Judging from the reverse cassock just now, the opponent's reaction and speed are also first-class fast, and he also has this awareness in his mind.

With such talent, why don't you go to Kyushu Kendo Club to make a name for yourself, but come to Shuchiin to get a sports scholarship?

Komoto Tomo didn't know that Xing Yuanhui was admitted to school normally. He just had a preconceived notion that Xing Yuanhui would go the sports route because of his physical talent.

Looking at such a gifted younger generation, Senior Jia couldn't help but think of those kendo heroes who have left their names in history.

Perhaps, this is the new generation of hero? I am the first whetstone on his road to fame?

Just when he was ready to lower his head, sigh, raise his hands and surrender, he heard the other side say slowly: "Ah~, I'm so tired, senior is really powerful, I can't beat you. I admit defeat, I don't have the strength anymore."

Xing Yuanhui shrugged his shoulders, spread out his hands, faced the members of the Kendo Club and slowly shouted "surrender". The bamboo sword was held by his outstretched fingers to prevent it from falling to the ground.

What! Senior A suddenly looked up and glared at Xing Yuanhui, as if he saw a student who had been scheduled to study at Dongda University resolutely enroll in a vocational school after receiving the admission letter from Dongda University, leaving only the high school teachers and parents in the wind.

I'm ready to give way to you, what do you mean?! I've already thought about how I'm going to brag to my friends about how I fought against the best kendo player of the time!

In fact, Senior Jia made a misjudgment, because the audience only saw him rushing forward and being hit back by Xing Yuanhui with a knife. In terms of visual experience, it was very good.

It is not uncommon in real kendo competitions for one person to quickly retreat after a brief confrontation, so it is by no means embarrassing.

However, the audience outside the venue was not aware that the iconic Kendo "men!" was gone, so how could they have confidence in their ability to judge the situation? They didn't even know that the Kendo rules had disappeared secretly.

Senior A hurriedly stepped forward and whispered, "What are you doing? You clearly know that you won! Although I am a senior, I still think I can afford to lose."

The tone of the senior was full of expectation and respect for the talent that could be cultivated. Xing Yuanhui simply revealed his thoughts:

"Senior, you don't have to do this. I also believe that you are a man with great ambitions."

Xing Yuanhui first affirmed his character, but then said, "But I have no intention of joining the Kendo Club. If I win but don't join, I'm afraid there will be a lot of rumors surrounding me and the Kendo Club, right? That's not good for us."

The bamboo sword in Xing Yuanhui's hand was slightly raised, and the tip of the sword was drooping, pointing at Fujiwara Chika who was holding a camera.

Next to her was the flaxen girl who was constantly arguing with Kojima. She kept making small hand gestures as she spoke, but this still couldn't stop the indifferent Kendo Club leader from shaking his head repeatedly.

Senior Jia realized Xing Yuanhui's little move and looked in the direction of the sword tip. Xing Yuanhui continued to explain calmly: "Look, those are people from the News Department, right? Although it seems that they were stopped by your minister, there are too many people present. For me, losing is better than winning."

And you are so powerful, you almost took me down. Xing Yuanhui thought about the second half of the sentence but didn't say it out loud, as it sounded a bit aggressive.

Senior A opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed it back.

He had no intention of compromising. Since everyone had their own reasons, he naturally had his too.

"I roughly understand, but no matter what, I absolutely cannot simply nod and accept this victory today. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that you won. My arms are still shaking uncontrollably. But..."

He nodded, as if he had made a decision, and suddenly shouted to the people around him: "Today's theme of the Kendo Club is to make friends through fighting, and the purpose is to let the newcomers wear armor, hold bamboo swords, stand in the center of the dojo, and see their warrior side for the first time.

"Before this, I think most of the newcomers have never really come into contact with kendo, right? From comics or TV, those warriors who faced difficulties and overcame all obstacles, believing in themselves and their swords. Regardless of whether they are real or fictional, it is because of those existences that appeared in your memories and left their shadows that you came here, tried to try, and tried to get in touch with kendo, right?"

Xing Yuanhui raised his eyebrows and watched Senior Jia suddenly express his emotions to the people around him and start a speech. He already knew what the senior was going to say.

"In this case, there should be no winners or losers in the dojo today. In other words, every newcomer who dares to try his hand at fighting, or every swordsman who is willing to help the newcomers, is a winner!"

Komoto Tomo raised the bamboo sword in his hand, and Xing Yuanhui also raised the bamboo sword in his hand.

Someone seemed to be the first to start applause from the Kendo Club members, which inspired other people who didn't know what was going on, and the applause continued like bamboo shoots after rain.

The two people in the field walked out, and Xing Yuanhui asked in a low voice with a surprised look in his eyes: "Senior, I didn't expect you to be so proficient in public speaking."

Komoto Satoshi replied sadly, "Does that count as mastery? I risked my reputation to prevent you from losing, alas."

"Why are you sighing? I think the results are pretty good. This year's club recruitment can definitely be considered a great success, right?"

Xing Yuanhui sighed as he saw that the freshmen surrounding the Kendo Club members were obviously more enthusiastic than before.

"I just wonder if Minister Kojima thinks I'm trying to usurp the throne? I'm a bit too much of a show-off."

The senior was ashamed. He had originally just wanted to make the match a draw, so he racked his brains to come up with an excerpt from a speech he got from somewhere, but he didn't expect the result to be so unexpected.

Back at the Kendo Club's line-up, Senior A saw the News Department's newcomer Ji Karen, who was standing next to Chief Kojima, quietly take out her cell phone and secretly take a photo with her cell phone, using her friend, who looked helpless, as a cover.

Unfortunately, she forgot to turn off the camera sound of her mobile phone. After the "click" sound, sharp eyes quickly gathered and stared at her.

"Huh? What's going on?" Senior A scratched his head and asked his minister. He didn't understand what was going on with a paparazzi being caught in the act and a group of strong men demanding that the photos be deleted.

"Do you want to be famous? What do you think of the title 'Meet a new kendo player, his arms are as strong as iron and as powerful as a monster, no matter how hard you try, you can't defeat him'?"

Kojima looked directly at Senior A who had just given an impromptu speech, waved his hand and said, then glanced at Fujiwara Chika.

As a boy, it is not appropriate for him to operate Ji Karen's mobile phone casually, but Fujiwara Chika can help him with a small favor - deleting the photos that Karen had just taken secretly.

But after Fujiwara Chika took the phone, she stopped moving. Seeing Kojima's questioning look, she pointed her finger at her head and said, "Is it not okay to take a photo of the two of them walking off the stage and chatting with each other? Karin-san looks so pitiful."

Although the two people from the News Department have repeatedly obstructed the Board Game Department's plan to spread their self-made games within the school, as the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting, Fujiwara Chika still wants the two to bring back some results.

As if she had found a lifeline, Ji Karen hugged Fujiwara Chika's arm and cried, "Yes, it's just a photo like this, not a photo of them fighting against each other in violation of the rules. Is it necessary to guard against it so strictly?"

Before the boys could express their doubts about this so-called achievement, Erica, a colleague, silently added, "It's just a photo that can make people misunderstand the relationship between the two."

Xing Yuanhui and the others were silent.

Kojima made up his mind here - he must not let these two guys write a report about what happened in the kendo club today!

“…So you two are researching this kind of thing on a regular basis!?” exclaimed Fujiwara Chika, who had the closest relationship with the two top members of the News Department.

"It's just an amateur hobby." Kallen waved her hands and forced a smile to smooth things over.

But this is not a lie, their main job is Miss Kaguya, and they can give up everything else.

"Yeah, that's right! It's just a hobby!" Erica showed the tacit understanding she and Kallen had as they grew up together, and affirmed her best friend's words.

Unfortunately, the good times didn’t last long, as Erica tried to prove the value of the photo from her “professional” perspective:

"Just imagine, two high school boys who just fought on the stage, trying to be the top one second, and then the next second they were arm in arm with each other, with ruddy faces..."

Without having time to continue playing the emotional card by hugging Fujiwara Chika, Kallen pounced on her best friend and covered her mouth.

Really! Even if you are usually absent-minded and silly, don't say that!

"…If I say that these are normal excuses, will you believe it?" Karin pretended to be indifferent and finally tried to defend them.

The few of them fell into silence again. They looked at each other with helpless expressions.

"First of all, I can believe we weren't arm in arm."

The young man silently distanced himself from Senior Jia, and Xing Yuanhui seemed to hear the sound of something breaking.

"...Secondly, it will be very troublesome to say these words that will give people a headache." Senior Jia took a deep breath and continued Xing Yuanhui's words.

Thinking of the embarrassment of not having a girlfriend but possibly having a boyfriend, and thinking of the outstanding junior who almost beat him up and became defensive against him, he developed deep doubts about this world.

"Then, pay special attention to the opinions of the two parties in the photo and destroy the photo immediately!"

With a flick of her finger, Fujiwara Chika pressed a button, and a photo of a handsome young man in a white shirt and black pants and a strong man in a black kendo uniform walking out of the venue with their arms around each other, talking and laughing, disappeared in the ocean of data.

"Finally, I actually respect the freedom of the press in the Information Department. It's just that this competition is a little special. Do you understand?" The dignified son of the Metropolitan Police Department director concluded silently.

Kojima initially blocked the information simply because the two players on the field did not wear protective gear. Putting aside the rest of the impact, it would be troublesome if the club teacher knew about it.

"Woo~, why is this happening..." Karen took back the phone with a sad face.

"Well, there's nothing I can do..." Fujiwara Chika felt a little sorry. She was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see this.

So the good man racked his brains to find out what would interest them.

Since she and Kaguya are not in the same class but often work together, these two students from the News Department had privately interviewed Fujiwara Chika long before the appearance of Shirogane's class.

They seem to be very interested in Kaguya-san’s affairs, and throughout the past year, they have appeared in all news about Kaguya-san in the News Department.

If I tell them that Kaguya-san is helping with the recruitment activities for the Archery Club, they will definitely be happy, right?

Although their own intelligence network would not have missed the information about Kaguya-san’s appearance in the Archery Club, they would be happy to know it in advance. After all, reporters seem to value real first-hand information.

“Don’t be sad. Today is the first day of school. In order to recruit new students, the head of the Archery Club specially invited Kaguya-san to help out, and…”

Before Fujiwara Chika could finish her words, two people from Shinomiya Kaguya's Fan Club caught the key words. Erica took the camera from Kojima's hand in a lightning speed, leaving the kendo director stunned.

Kallen, on the other hand, shook Fujiwara Chika's hand with shining eyes.

"Fujiwara-san! Is your source reliable?!"

The eyes of the students in the News Department began to shine from the inside out, and they were full of energy and their eyes were charming.

It can be seen that BL is indeed a side job. Now there is light in their eyes!

To the two of them, Kaguya is a god-like existence. After a holiday of isolation, the believers' yearning for God has reached its peak.

Who wouldn't want to have Uncle Yule by their side when they're drooling over the oysters on the barbecue stand? And now that Uncle Yule has appeared, how can we stand still?

Senior Butterfly who had misjudged Kaguya's influence on the two of them laughed awkwardly, "That should be true, right? She told me this morning that she would take time out in the afternoon to help out in the Archery Club."

"Okay! Fujiwara-san, I'll buy you a drink next time!"

Throwing down a blank check, Erica and Kallen pushed open the dojo door and ran away, excitedly rushing towards the archery club, shouting at the same time, "Our club has no obstacles! No obstacles!"

Chapter 30 Imprisoned for Ten Thousand Years!

The friendly Fujiwara Chika looked at their hurriedly leaving backs and waved her hand in confusion, muttering: "Why are there drinks again?"

The remaining few people watched them disappear in a flash, then looked at each other, and everything was said without words.

"Have they always been like this?" Xing Yuanhui asked Fujiwara Chika in disbelief, pointing at the wooden door of the dojo that was still moving.

He could vaguely hear the shouts of the two people outside gradually becoming smaller after a rustling sound, and they seemed to have hidden in the bushes.

"In fact, they are usually very easy to get along with, not what you think!" Fujiwara Chika hurriedly defended them, winking maliciously and saying, "And this is very energetic, isn't it?"

"They are indeed very energetic, worthy of being a duo that can rival the board game club." Kojima commented indifferently.

He looked at the club teacher who was waiting at the door late, looking surprised and expecting something, and said, "The teacher is here, I have to go back."

After saying that, Kojima winked at Senior A and left.

The senior who understood scratched his head and laughed: "The director means please don't tell anyone about what happened today. It will be troublesome if we report this kind of unruly behavior to the teacher."

"It's all senior's fault. She was the one who asked me to play." Xing Yuanhui decided to pass the blame first.

"Hey! You were obviously having fun! I didn't ask you to play without protective gear! You can't blame me for everything."

Fujiwara Chika stared at her junior who betrayed her without hesitation, and scolded her from the bottom of her heart: "I don't remember teaching you such a thing!"

"If possible, please don't do this next time. It's really thrilling."

The senior looked at them blankly and did not comment on the blame-shifting behavior of the two people in front of him.

When he thought of the competition just now, he felt sweat on his forehead and his hands felt like there was a heavy object, shaking constantly.

"Then why did Minister Kojima agree to it? It's obviously very troublesome, isn't it? We also have to deal with the aftermath and block the news." Fujiwara Chika asked, raising her hand like a curious baby.

She glanced at the small island in the distance. He was inspecting the dojo with his teacher. The kendo club members' team was broken up at some point, and they spontaneously left the team and scattered around the dojo, saying something to the freshmen around them.

The senior rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment and then said carefully: "My personal guess is that I think that you are a novice and I can handle it. There won't be any big problems on the field. The second point is... the head coach is the only one who occasionally breaks the rules and goes into battle lightly. It's rare for someone to do the same thing as him, so I admire him a little bit."

"Really? I don't see that."

Xing Yuanhui looked at Xiaodao and the teacher who were putting on a poker face as if nothing had happened and pointing fingers at the training group on the field. He did not look like an unscrupulous student at all who was instigating his subordinates to take off their armor and fight.

"Oh, boys won't admit to such things. Just like you said you weren't interested but I pushed you into it anyway. It's normal."

Senior sister with a butterfly knot gently patted Xing Yuanhui's shoulder and covered her mouth with her hands while giggling.

"Senior, you are following a stereotype. If a student knows that he has caused trouble, he will not tell the teacher under normal circumstances."

"But girls would be more careful to keep things secret when doing this, and they wouldn't pull everyone aside and say 'it's not true' like Kojima-san did."

That's because compared to boys, the girls' internal power is so chaotic that they can't reach a consensus at all, right? Xing Yuanhui complained in his heart, pressing his temple.

"Okay, okay... So the Kendo Club is over, right? Which club are you going to take me to next, Senior?"

Putting down his hand, Xing Yuanhui helplessly looked at Fujiwara Chika, whom he had known for less than two days, patting his shoulder in a familiar manner to wipe away the dust of doubt.

"The Kyudo Club, right? It's not far from here. The Kyudo Club itself is considered a relatively precious club, right?"

Fujiwara Chika thought about it and realized that Kaguya-san was there too, so maybe she would be willing to take Xingyuan-san to experience the club experience activities!

"I think the golf club and the horseback riding club are the ones that can be called precious. Any old high school or a new high school that wants to make progress will have a kendo club and a kyudo club, right? Not to mention that the latter's equipment is likely to be new."

Xing Yuanhui was unmoved by the Kyudo Club. Isn't it just using elastic potential energy to hit something out? I can also do it by pulling a rubber band from my belt.