I live my life in Tokyo

Mai Sakurajima gently held the frightened deer's hand, feeling the coolness of the pink-haired girl's palm, "This is selection. People don't need the affirmation of others to survive in this world."

"You just need to be yourself and show your sincerity. Once your classmates see the real you, they will definitely want to be your friend."

"This was suggested by Nishida Orange." Sakurajima Mai blinked mischievously.

The pink-haired girl laughed softly, her face flushed, and whispered, "But what should I do if I like Kitahara Hiro too."

Sakurajima Mai smiled confidently, "Kitahara Hiroshi belongs to Nishida Orange, no one can take him away from her."

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Wow, my saved draft...

There are a lot of monthly tickets this time, suki

During the repayment period, in addition to the original update, one more chapter will be updated, released in the afternoon and evening, and will last for nine days.

Chapter 11: Word Spirit - Moment

Miyamoto Kendokan, it is said that the ancestor was the famous Japanese swordsman, Miyamoto Musashi.

After a hundred years of inheritance, the current head of the family is named Miyamoto Fumiaki. This name sounds more gentle, but in fact, Miyamoto Fumiaki is a burly man with a terrifying muscular body similar to that of Hanma Yujiro.

Miyamoto Fumiaki's nickname is an insurmountable barrier.

The high school girls, carrying bamboo swords on their backs, sat together and chattered in low voices. Among them was Miyamoto Fumiaki's daughter, who was attending high school at Toyonosaki Academy and was also the president of the school's kendo club.

“Hey, Fumino, who’s that person confronting your father? He looks so cool from behind.”

"I don't know, I don't know."

The girl answered in a serious tone, her voice carrying the sharp demeanor of a samurai family. She had originally wanted to borrow the kendo field at home with her club members, but as soon as she opened the door, she saw this scene of confrontation.

If the girl had not seen that there was no murderous look on her father's face, she would have almost thought that the other party was here to challenge her.

The young man exhaled slowly, and his hand holding the bamboo sword was as solid as an iron figurine, not moving at all.

He felt the oppressive feeling of a humanoid beast all the time.

The pressure of each blow forced him to retreat step by step.

He did not learn the Niten Ichiryu used by Miyamoto Musashi. Modern kendo competitions do not allow contestants to bring two bamboo swords on stage.

He is currently learning the Hokushin Ittoryu style, which was popular during the Edo period and produced many famous people.

"Drink!"

Hanma Yongjiro shouted loudly, and the bamboo sword came down on his head with lightning speed. Before the sword arrived, a fierce smell of the battlefield hit him in the face. The boy's breathing was slightly stagnate after this blow, but at this time he had no way to retreat!

He slowly narrowed his sea-blue eyes, and the sea-blue gradually turned into scorching golden pupils!

Word Spirit·Moment.

Being able to increase their speed exponentially, people with this bloodline usually fight with guns, but some also prefer to fight with cold weapons - just like the young boy at this moment.

Two-stage instant, four times the speed!

The boy quickly raised his knife to block. His speed reminded people of the Edo period when people were living in poverty and people would die if they were killed. The boy who was stabbed suddenly used Iai in his backhand, and the ancient sword on his waist was unsheathed in the sunshine with a smile, and the blood line was as colorful as petals.

"Bah!"

Swords collided, cherry blossoms fluttered, and petals fell and scattered across the sky.

The bamboo sword was picked up by Miyamoto Bunming. The boy who had just imagined the second-year battle scene in his mind could not support his legs and sat cross-legged on the ground panting. He took off his helmet, and sweat seeped out of his stunningly handsome face. The sunlight shone on the boy's fair skin, making the kendo girls who were originally discussing in a low voice swallow their saliva collectively.

The overwhelming youthful spirit made the kendo girls fantasize, and they immediately came up with a Mary Sue story in their minds.

"Yes, you have achieved such results after only one week of study." Miyamoto Fumiaki nodded, with no emotion visible on his stern face. "With time, your achievements will be remarkable. You have learned swordsmanship very quickly, but you still lack the most important thing - physical strength."

"Thank you for your advice."

The boy knelt down and bowed in submission.

Miyamoto Fumiaki nodded slowly, and walked slowly to his daughter and her friends in the Kendo Club, "Today's private lessons are over, you can use them as you like."

"Ah... OK."

Miyamoto Benno was stunned for a moment. Upon closer inspection, she could easily see that there was a faint blush on her face, which was not clear.

People who practice martial arts observe everything around them very carefully. Miyamoto Wenming narrowed his eyes and glanced in the direction of his daughter's gaze at the kendo boy who was packing up in the back, then withdrew his gaze without caring.

Hey, you pretty boy, you want to date my daughter? Beat me first!

Carrying a bamboo sword, the boy passed by the kendo girls with stars in their eyes. He went into the bathroom with a towel, took a shower, blew his hair, put on the heavy schoolbag in the storage cabinet, and walked briskly in the spring breeze of March to April.

There were no auditions, no need to fight to the death with others, and no competition between different agencies. This ordinary life gave the boy a real sense of going to school and spending his youth for the first time.

This is what real student life is like.

The boy has experienced tutoring other people's children. Those children are not hopeless, their grades are just slightly below average.

The person I need to tutor today shouldn’t be any worse than this, right?

Now he is known to the outside world as Ichiro Kimura, the favorite student of Yuichi Sakai, and Zhao Zilong from Chiba Prefecture, Changshan, a freshman in the Faculty of Economics at the University of Tokyo - but he is not considered a big shot yet.

I guess the job that Mr. Sakai arranged for him was extremely easy, allowing him to make money even when he was lying down.

Yesterday he sent a very formal email to the contact person of the student who was taking extra classes, but the other party disappeared after giving the address.

The boy took the subway from Bunkyo Ward all the way to Minato Ward, which was just a few hours away from the evening rush hour.

As for Minato Ward, those who know it know it well. The private Shuchiin Academy is located here. It is one of the wealthy areas in Tokyo. People who live here are either rich or noble, and the students who come to him for tutoring are probably the same.

After getting off the subway and walking a few steps, the boy followed the address, walked through the green grass like water lilies and Japanese bridges, and stopped in front of a tower that looked familiar.

"..."

The boy looked at the address and confirmed it again.

He pressed the doorbell and took the elevator up at high speed. The boy's eyes were calm and his hands tightly clenched the bamboo sword bag.

The door opens.

“…Eh hey hey hey? Is that Sakakibara-senpai?”

A strong wind blew and the door closed.

With the right time, place, people and the noisy wind, the boy took a step back and thought carefully about how he had offended Teacher Sakai. Could it be that he had become Teacher Sakai's Zhu Ling?

"Oh... sorry." Nakano Ichika poked her head out from behind the door, her eyes filled with surprise, surprise, happiness, and satisfaction. "Hehe, it's a small world. I didn't expect that Sakakibara-senpai is our tutor."

"It's a coincidence indeed."

The boy stopped complaining, smiled calmly and nodded, "Nakano-san, why don't we go in and talk?"

"Eh? Okay, okay!"

Nakano Ichika quickly made way for the boy, excitedly took out a pair of guest slippers for the boy, and invited him to the center of the living room.

Sitting here were four other girls whose appearance was similar to Nakano Ichika.

Sakakibara Kaede put the bamboo sword aside, placed his backpack on the ground, and took out several thick textbooks. He nodded to the other girls, looked at Nakano Ichika, and grinned, "Is this... a parents' meeting? Everyone wants to know about Nakano-san's academic progress?"

Judging from their appearance, these girls are all Nakano Ichika's younger sisters. Knowing their sister's learning progress is also one of the ways to strengthen the sisterhood.

Even though it was a joke, the five girls couldn't laugh.

The boy coughed lightly, sat down, and nodded to the other girls. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Sakakibara Kaede, a first-year student in the Department of Economics at the University of Tokyo. I will be working as Nakano-san's tutor from now on."

Nakano Ichika felt the burning glowing eyes of her younger sister beside her, and explained carefully and quietly: "Sakakibara-senpai, um... the cram school has already started."

The boy was caught off guard and fell silent. After a while, he continued, "So, Nakano-san and the four sisters all need tutoring, right? What grade are you in now?"

"They are all in their third year of high school." Nakano Ichika whispered softly.

"We all want to get into a good university, like Sakakibara-senpai." The second daughter said, staring at the boy's face.

"It's just... the results are not satisfactory." The three girls stated calmly.

"Ahaha, yes." The four girls echoed.

"Ah! mo - all five of us need tutoring, that's what it means!" The five girls slammed the table in despair.

The boy took the tea from Nakano Ichika, took a sip and asked, "Before the make-up class, I want to ask, how are your grades? Based on your grades, I need to make a corresponding study plan to help you absorb the knowledge points as quickly as possible. After all, you are in the third year of high school, and you all want to get into a good university. As for the third year of high school, those who understand will understand that time is precious!"

Nakano Ichika blushed so much that she couldn't even lift her head. She muttered, "Um... Sakakibara-senpai, my sisters... are all the same as me."

Click!

a bolt from the blue.

On the distant city wall, a huge human figure with steam coming out of it appeared. He slowly stretched out his huge hand and climbed up the city wall. As he moved, scorching mist came out of his mouth.

Or you enter a completely stealth game world, where you are locked in the game and told that you cannot leave until you have completed the game, and death in the game is equivalent to death in real life.

Or maybe a bald man, with the corners of his mouth raised grimly, who, after patiently persuading someone, finally lets out a thunderous shout, "Let me see!"

It was a world where the great way had been erased.

"...Senior, Sakakibara-senpai?" Nakano Ichika looked at the boy worriedly and whispered, "Senior, are you okay? Are you too tired? You can take a rest for a while before making up for the lessons?"

The boy suddenly stood up from the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and looked around in a daze.

"Cough cough."

After drinking a glass of water, the boy came back to his senses. He nodded to Nakano Ichika to indicate that he was fine.

"Sorry." The boy crossed his fingers on the table. "Before the tutoring, I would like to ask about your future aspirations and what kind of university you want to apply to. Based on the university you want to apply to, I will customize a corresponding study plan."

"I, I, I want to apply to the University of Tokyo!" Nakano Ichika raised her hands high and shook them back and forth.

The boy did not take her words as a joke, but nodded seriously, "I think I can aim for the University of Tokyo. Of course, I can also consider several other famous private universities. Nakano-san is good at science, right?"

"Eh...eh?" Nakano Ichika originally wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but she didn't expect the boy to take it seriously.

"I think it's not that Nakano-san is not good at learning, but that he hasn't found a way to learn." The boy quietly thanked his second daughter who had filled her glass of water. "I've observed Nakano-san's performance during filming. Nakano-san is not someone who is not good at learning. On the contrary, Nakano-san has very positive and strong feedback on your mastery of acting skills and the requirements given by the supervisor."

"Eh!"

Being praised like this by the senior whom she regarded as her idol, Nakano Ichika covered her face which was feeling a little feverish.

"Then let's get started. Tell us which university you want to go to and the subjects you are good at. We'll chat today and assign homework next time." The boy spread his hands, signaling others to not be restrained and to speak freely.

I heard that the five girls have changed schools many times and are now studying at the private Fengzhizaki Academy. Considering the slightly open school spirit and free learning environment, it is a good choice.

Working hard for a year to get into a prestigious university and turning one's life around is something that exists in real life. If you grit your teeth and work hard, and study hard in the last year, you can indeed succeed in making a comeback - in the end it all depends on one's determination.

After listening to their self-introductions, the boy customized a rough study plan - this is what tutoring is all about, it requires tailor-made tutoring services for students so that they can keep up with the progress, which can be called teaching talented students.

The five people's goals are surprisingly consistent, and they are targeting the University of Tokyo.

Among them, Nakano Nino, Nakano Miku and Nakano Yotsuba are good at liberal arts, while Nakano Ichika and Nakano Satsuki are good at science - although they are said to be good at, the boy still felt a headache when looking at their test papers full of big red marks.