Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

To be fair, Nozomi Tojo's performance hasn't been very good lately.

Someone else might have performed better if they had won it.

But there aren't that many "what ifs" in the world.

At least for now, neither Luo Zhen nor Wu Yacha, nor even Jingxi, believe that she is unworthy of this power.

Meanwhile, Sakamoto, who came out of another training room, looked at Wu Yacha and Wu Jialouluo, who were eavesdropping with their ears pressed against the door, with some strangeness.

"Um, can you really hear me like this?"

If I remember correctly, this door is quite soundproof.

"I can't hear it."

Wu Yacha and Wu Garuda, their ears pressed against the steel gate, spoke with righteous indignation.

Chapter 832, Section 853: Sakamoto: An Ominous Premonition

In the corridor, Sakamoto, who had just finished training, looked at Wu Yacha and Wu Jialouluo, a mother and daughter, with some doubt as they pressed their ears against the door to try to eavesdrop.

No matter how you look at it, you definitely can't hear it.

Sakamoto expressed his confusion.

However, a reflection from somewhere on his glasses obscured Sakamoto's eyes, making it impossible to see his gaze.

It feels like every character who wears glasses has this skill of reflecting light anytime, anywhere.

"As expected, I can't hear anything."

Straightening up, Wu Jialouluo muttered with some dissatisfaction.

Doesn't this mean we can't hear anything?

What Mom said isn't reliable either.

"It failed."

Wu Yacha, who had also straightened up, spoke with a gentle smile on his face.

I was just trying it out with the mindset that I wouldn't care if I failed.

It's normal not to hear it.

If they heard that, then there would be a really big problem.

"It's been a long time, Sakamoto-san. You look great!"

Turning to look at Sakamoto beside him, Wu Yacha said with a smile.

Previously, Wu Yacha had also given Sakamoto a little pointers.

I still have a strong impression of this child who is very capable of learning and is particularly diligent.

Of course, besides that, what impressed Wu Yacha the most about Sakamoto was his smooth, fair skin that would make any girl jealous.

Do you guys have such great skin?

This makes me, an older woman, feel very inferior.

Wu Yacha expressed his envy of Sakamoto's fair and delicate skin, which she maintained even after extensive training.

Sakamoto himself was quite troubled by this.

He did wish his muscles were more defined and his skin were a bit darker.

In Sakamoto's memory, those muscular, stern special forces soldiers were enough to intimidate many people just by standing there.

But if I just stand there, there's no guarantee that a lot of girls will whisper about me, and the bolder ones might even come up and ask for my contact information.

This really bothered him.

Sakamoto thought of it without even realizing it.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Teacher Wu Yacha. I appreciate your help before."

Sakamoto nodded slightly to Wu Yacha in response.

For a period of time, Sakamoto studied under Wu Yacha.

After all, learning from a fighter is completely different from learning from an assassin.

One learns martial arts, the other learns combat skills.

The Wu clan has never cared about martial ethics or rules.

They will learn any technique that allows them to survive in battle.

Fighting the Wu clan means either defeating them with overwhelming power or being killed by them.

Alternatively, you can gradually get used to your opponent's moves during combat and start using them yourself.

Sakamoto initially approached his studies with that in mind.

"You're Sakamoto, right? I've heard my mother mention you."

Upon hearing Sakamoto's name, Wu Jialouluo's eyes lit up, and he darted to Sakamoto, scrutinizing him closely.

Before coming, Wu Yacha talked a lot about Sakamoto, mostly praising him.

As a student, Sakamoto is undoubtedly very qualified, even excellent.

This applies even to those who are heirs to the mantle.

Wu Yacha was somewhat disappointed at the time, as Sakamoto didn't seem very interested in the Wu family's secrets.

His reason was that he was not a member of the Wu family, and what Wu Yaksha had taught him was enough.

To be honest, this makes Wu Yacha even more of a pity.

Sometimes it's not the squeaky wheel that gets the grease; well-behaved and obedient children often receive more care and attention.

Looking Sakamoto up and down, Wu Jialouluo seemed to be thinking about something.

His unusually dark sclera and white pupils looked somewhat frightening.

But there was not a trace of malice in those bright eyes.

Sakamoto could only feel curiosity and excitement.

What is she excited about?

Sakamoto suddenly had a bad feeling.

The next second, Wu Jialouluo suddenly stretched out his hand.

The palm strike, slicing through the air, aimed for Sakamoto's neck.

His pupils contracted slightly, and almost instinctively, Sakamoto reached out and grabbed Wu Jialouluo's wrist.

The situation reversed in the next moment, and Wu Jialouluo, who took the initiative to attack, was pinned to the wall by Sakamoto's wrist.

Wu Jialouluo was subdued before he could even react to what was happening.

After struggling for a moment and realizing he couldn't break free, Wu Jialouluo extended his other hand in a gesture of surrender and said:

"You win."

Sakamoto released his grip and looked at Wu Jialouluo with some confusion.

What was that just now?

Test?

Or something else?

Sakamoto didn't think that Wu Jialouluo was really planning to attack him.

Let's not even talk about whether we can win.

Doing something in a research institute would likely cost you several lives.

Even assassins wouldn't be that stupid.

The idea of ​​killing people in a base and then leaving gracefully only exists in movies.

Just observe from a distance in real life; nobody's a fool.

"Teacher Wu Yacha..."

Turning his head, Sakamoto looked at Wu Yacha with some confusion.

But then they saw a look of surprise on Wu Yacha's face.

But he didn't seem surprised that Wu Jialouluo attacked him; no, to be precise, he didn't expect it to be him.

Why is that?

"Hey~"

Wu Jialouluo, now free, grinned mischievously and darted in front of Sakamoto, grinning foolishly.

A strange blush appeared on her face.

Upon seeing this, Sakamoto suddenly had a very bad feeling.

Although he didn't have much contact with the Wu clan.

But I do have some understanding of it.

This situation seems very bad?

A few minutes later--

"That's about it."

In the office, Sakamoto, holding a cup of coffee, spoke expressionlessly.

Sakamoto said he's gotten used to girls suddenly confessing their love to him.

I used to encounter some of them every day when I was in school.

But this kind of relationship where they want to get married right away.

Are you serious?

Considering the customs of the Wu clan, they might actually be serious.

"Well, you're also aware of the Wu clan's customs."

"This kind of thing is normal."

Luo Zhen, sitting opposite Sakamoto, comforted him.

Although it was meant to be comforting, I couldn't help but smile.

That was the smile of someone enjoying the show.

I never expected that something so funny would happen while I was trying to enlighten an ignorant junior.

Unfortunately, I should have come out and checked it out then.

"So what's next?"

Sakamoto took a small sip of coffee and looked at Luo Zhen, asking a question.

This situation left him somewhat at a loss.

"What do you mean, 'what to do'? Do you mean when to get married?"

"Let me check when this period is suitable for getting married."

As he spoke, Luo Zhenzhen actually began to check the most recent auspicious days.

"Stop joking, I'm serious."

Sakamoto put down his coffee and said helplessly.

Chapter 833, Section 854: Want to Change Your World and Relax?

Looking at his reflection in the coffee, Sakamoto sighed helplessly.

How did this happen so suddenly?