Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

However, it wasn't that Nakano Azusa witnessed the containment process of Ryouma or the abnormal creature.

Instead, on her way home from school one day, Nakano Azusa happened to see Rōzō, who was on his way to a certain location to complete a containment mission.

At that time, Luo Zhen was in a bad mood, and then he encountered a crazy guy who increased his workload.

The combination of these two factors resulted in Luo Zhen having a very low aura that day, and his expression was somewhat frightening.

As a result, Nakano Azusa, who was about to greet him, was startled by Rōma, who exuded an aura of "I don't know where I am, I only know that I am going to go on a killing spree".

From then on, her attitude towards Luo Zhen became very subtle.

I have a feeling that Luo Zhen, who seems to have a nice personality, isn't actually a very nice guy.

"I can't do it, Tsumugi's sweets are too delicious."

The easygoing Ritsu Tainaka did not notice Azusa Nakano's unusual behavior.

He said this while eating snacks.

"Give."

"Thank you."

Upon seeing Luo Zhen arrive, Kotobuki Tsumugi produced a plate of delicious-looking snacks from somewhere and handed it to Luo Zhen, while also brewing him a cup of tea.

I must say, the snacks Kotobuki Tsumugi brought were really delicious.

For someone like Luo Zhen, who struggles with what to eat every day but ends up eating the same thing every day, this is a very rare experience.

"Tsumugi! I'm here!"

As they were talking, Hirasawa Yui, carrying her schoolbag, came running from the classroom.

She was supposed to be on duty today, but Hirasawa Yui finished her task in a very short time.

Yui Hirasawa said it was all worth it to enjoy the delicious sweets.

Chapter 189 Familiar Gaze

Leaving aside Ryougi Shinobu, who was having afternoon tea at the Light Music Club, Sakamoto was preparing for combat training.

Wearing a tight-fitting combat suit, Sakamoto slightly moved his wrists to make sure there was no stiffness, then looked at the man opposite him and said:

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Sakata."

"It's nothing, it's nothing. Just treat Gin to sweets later. I haven't had a chance to replenish my sugar levels today."

Sakata Gintoki, carrying a wooden sword, picked his nose and said.

Although there are many long swords here that can be described as divine weapons.

But Sakata Gintoki still prefers the Lake Toya sword he bought from a TV shopping channel.

Putting everything else aside, it's at least quite durable.

It works great even when used as a table mat or a stand.

Sakata Gintoki seemed quite interested in watching the wasps flying in the air.

He is not yet the future owner of the Yorozuya who has experienced many miraculous events that are incomprehensible to ordinary people.

His integrity hasn't completely vanished yet.

It's also possible that they haven't found a suitable buyer.

"Well, here it comes."

After saying that, Sakata Gintoki bent down.

He held the long sword horizontally at his side.

In fact, Sakata Gintoki doesn't know any swordsmanship. In fact, he thinks his swordsmanship is pretty bad, and he's not even sure if it can be called swordsmanship.

It's just experience I gained from killing people on the battlefield.

I only learned a trick or two from others when I was studying at Teacher Songyang's private school.

They had no sect or faction, and no rules or regulations whatsoever.

As long as you can survive, who cares about whether your grip is correct or how precise your moves are?

Those so-called successors of major schools, Sakata Gintoki, have killed more than one or two of them.

I must say, the feel is quite different.

"Ok."

Sakamoto, who had also lowered his center of gravity, watched Sakata Gintoki warily.

This is something he learned in his previous combat training.

He has a weapon on his left arm that resembles the wasp stinger on his arm when he switches to Mask form.

This was also to allow Sakamoto to better adapt to the fighting style and weapons in Rider form.

However, since he is currently learning the most basic combat techniques, Sakamoto has not transformed.

Although the Hornets' statistics aren't particularly outstanding, they are still a formidable obstacle for the average person.

If it involves transformation, then this practical training course will have to be conducted using some containment objects.

After a few seconds of standoff, Sakata Gintoki made the first move.

Simply defending won't defeat the enemy.

Sakata Gintoki's fighting style is extremely aggressive, with a wild attitude of "either you kill me or I kill you".

Come to think of it, White Yaksha is definitely not the type of master who can hold a sword for half a day without moving.

A show of force alone cannot scare away a vicious enemy.

"So fast!"

Sakamoto was momentarily stunned when faced with the menacing Sakata Gintoki.

Without the Hornet's buff, he was no better off than an ordinary person.

By the time he reacted, Sakata Gintoki was already in front of him.

Hastily raising the weapon on his arm to defend himself, Sakamoto quickly retreated to the side.

But before he could retreat far, Sakata Gintoki's sweeping attack arrived in front of him.

"Varied--"

Fortunately, Sakata Gintoki didn't use much force in that attack, and Sakamoto felt a brief numbness in his arm before recovering quickly.

Sakamoto was somewhat surprised to see Sakata Gintoki's posture was clearly off.

Was he launching an attack or even changing tactics from this position?

"No one will fight according to your usual tactics during a battle."

Standing on one leg, Sakata Gintoki looked at Sakamoto, whose face was clearly showing surprise, and said.

He was not surprised by Sakamoto's reaction at this moment.

He had noticed before that Sakamoto had excelled in his previous studies.

But it seems it's not good at things that are full of surprises.

They are somewhat slow to react to unexpected changes or other things.

What Sakata Gintoki needs to do now is to correct this bad habit of his.

Sakamoto pushed up his glasses but didn't say anything.

Most people understand this principle, but that doesn't mean everyone can put it into practice.

Just like telling you now that the knowledge points tested in the college entrance examination are all in this book doesn't mean you're guaranteed to get into a good university.

This problem does exist, and it cannot be changed overnight.

Sakamoto is facing this problem now.

He knew he couldn't deal with Sakata Gintoki using those rigid, formulaic discussions.

He had previously learned from Luo Zhen that Sakata Gintoki was a strongman who had fought his way out of a chaotic battlefield.

He trusted his knife and his intuition more than any so-called routine.

Even knowing this, he would find it difficult to immediately correct his habits.

Everything has a process, and this is no exception.

"Come again!"

Seeing Sakamoto ready to fight, Sakata Gintoki smiled slightly.

Those eyes look so familiar.

Through his glasses, Sakata Gintoki could see Sakamoto's eyes brimming with fighting spirit.

He recognized that look; it was just like that of his like-minded friends back then.

Whether it was the students at the private school or Teacher Songyang.

But later they all lost that look in their eyes.

I don't know what that bastard Takasugi is doing, and Katsura keeps talking about expelling foreigners, but Sakata Gintoki, as his friend, can sense it.

The pain and helplessness in the other person's heart.

Although the guy with the wig kept forcing himself to muster his fighting spirit, his eyes no longer had the sharpness they once had.

As for Sakata Gintoki himself?

'Ha, he's just a good-for-nothing.'

With a self-deprecating laugh, Sakata Gintoki swung Lake Toya in his hand toward Sakamoto's side.

Because I didn't know what to do, I opened a shop that does everything.

They hoped to fill the emptiness in their lives with this.

As a result, he usually remains in a state of idleness.

His life remained filled with emptiness and boredom.

My fighting spirit has long been worn away.

If he hadn't seen hope after coming into this world, he would probably still be holed up in that small room, wasting his days in despair.

"Really."

With a sigh, Sakata Gintoki swung the Lake Toya sword even faster.

Suddenly, Sakamoto felt an immense increase in pressure.

The weapon on his left arm was constantly being swung, but it could only block some of the attacks.

At this moment, Luo Zhen was having afternoon tea at the Light Music Club.

"It tastes great!"

"right?"

Holding a cup of black tea, Ritsu Tainaka said with a smile.

Snacks and tea have become the signature of the Light Music Club; if they don't eat snacks for a day, the girls won't have the energy to practice.

"Alright! Let's practice!"

After finishing the cake on his plate in one bite, Ritsu Tainaka stood up and said.

"it is good!"

Other girls chimed in, and even the usually gentle and cute Yui Hirasawa seemed full of energy.

Chapter 190 A World Without Hope

Pleasant music filled the activity room.

Although they had previously seemed to want nothing more than to eat snacks and didn't want to train.