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Based on the brief introduction given by Zi Zhigong during their previous meeting.

Sasaki knew that this girl would be the future successor of Miyajima Dojo, Miyajima Sakura.

Walking quickly to the entrance of the training ground, Sasaki smiled and greeted Miyajima Tsubaki who was coming towards him.

"Aunt Miyajima, excuse me."

As he said this, he handed over the gift in his hand.

After receiving the gift from Sasaki, Miyajima Tsubaki looked at his handsome face. A hint of complexity flashed across her gentle eyes. Then she greeted him with a gentle smile:

"Welcome Sasaki-kun~"

We exchanged a few simple greetings at the entrance of the training ground.

Miyajima Tsubaki took the girl's hand and introduced her to Sasaki:

"This is my daughter, Miyajima Sakura."

Although Miyajima Sakura's face is 70% similar to Miyajima Tsubaki, it is slightly more pointed than her mother's oval face.

Her face is shorter and smoother, with slightly fleshy cheeks on both sides, giving her a childish and immature look.

But her narrow and slightly foxy eyes, which were inherited from her mother, gave her a charm that went beyond her age.

But her eyes are slightly different from her mother's pure charm and seduction. Her eyes are slightly bigger, so she looks more innocent.

Perhaps taking her mother as an example, her soft dark blue hair was tied with a red hairband on the left side of her head and tied into a side ponytail that fell on her shoulders.

The tall yet voluptuous figure, also dressed in the black and white kendo uniform, is inherited from her mother.

At this moment, the beautiful girl was looking at her 'fiancé' with curiosity.

Although she has the shyness of a girl, she also has the simplicity and directness of a warrior.

So she didn't look at others shyly like other shy girls.

Instead, he straightened his back and looked at Sasaki's face confidently and unobtrusively.

Before today, she had always imagined what kind of person her 'fiancé' would be.

Although due to her personality, she would not simply judge others based on appearance.

But no matter what, she is just a young girl who is still in school.

Even if you don't judge the quality of someone based on their appearance, wouldn't it be better if the other person looks the way you like?

I thought so in my heart, but I was afraid that my demands were too high and my expectations would not be met, thus leaving a bad impression on the other party.

So in this repeated state of anticipation and anxiety, I kept waiting for Sasaki's arrival.

In fact, if she didn't know about her mother, Miyajima Sakura would not only care about the other person's appearance, but would pay attention to the other person's swordsmanship.

After all, before she knew about her mother's affairs, it was her swordsmanship that determined whether she was willing to become the other party's wife.

When she realized that her mother felt guilty towards the man, Miyajima Sakura decided to become the man's wife no matter what to make up for the mistake her mother made.

So her focus shifted from swordsmanship to appearance.

He was wearing a well-fitting black casual outfit, not flashy or ostentatious. He was tall and well-proportioned, with a straight posture. He did not have the hunchback and gloomy look of the male classmates in school. His eyes were bright and energetic, and overall he looked full of energy.

His appearance is also the most pleasing to the eye among all the boys she has ever met.

When it comes to temperament, I don’t know how to describe Miyajima Sakura.

He has neither the flamboyant vitality of boys majoring in sports, nor the dullness of boys majoring in gloom, nor the salty taste of boys majoring in energy conservation.

If I have to describe it, it's more like a combination of several things together, giving people a just right sense of softness.

Ordinary and simple, like a spring breeze.

Pressing down the heart that was beating faster and faster in her chest, Miyajima Sakura took a deep breath, and raised the corners of her lips that were pursed into a light pink line, and stretched out her hand and said:

"Hello, Miyajima Sakura."

According to the previous plan, the two of them were going to have a competition today, so when introducing themselves, they should talk about their own styles.

However, Miyajima Sakura knew that apart from his family's famous skills, Sasaki did not know traditional kendo, so she did not make any unnecessary efforts and embarrass him, and simply said his name.

Reaching out and holding her soft little hand in his, Sasaki, who didn't know the rules, introduced himself with a smile like her:

"Hello, Sasaki Fuyumi."

After the two young men briefly greeted each other, Miyajima Tsubaki said to Sasaki with a smile:

"Don't be too reserved. Just treat this place as your own home. Come with me."

Although it was quite awkward for Miyajima Tsubaki to say this, but considering the relationship between the two families, there was nothing wrong with saying this.

However, Sasaki took this as a mere courtesy. After all, he knew nothing about what had happened between the two families.

Walking behind Miyajima Tsubaki, Sasaki followed Miyajima Sakura, who always had a faint smile on her face, passing by the practice field.

As a well-known kendo field in the area, and with such beautiful head and successor, there are naturally many people who come here to learn kendo.

So along the way you can hear the students' shouts of exerting their strength and the clacking sounds of bamboo swords hitting the targets.

Sasaki, who was a complete stranger and was led by the master of the dojo, naturally attracted a lot of curious and puzzled looks from the students.

After all, not everyone can make the master of the dojo wait at the door early in the morning.

"Hey, do you think that person is Miyajima-senpai's lover?"

Several boys who belonged to the same Seishin Academy as Miyajima Sakura saw her following that boy obediently, whispering and smiling from time to time, and they were all discussing the matter with curiosity.

"That should be the case...otherwise there's no need to stand there waiting so early in the morning."

Sitting by the wall to rest, the black-haired man with glasses wearing protective gear glanced sideways at his companion who was sitting upright next to him, and asked the brown-haired boy with a slightly wretched face in surprise:

"But if he does, what about the main text?"

"Wouldn't that be a no-brainer?"

"What can we do? Should we challenge him to a duel?"

"Zhengwen just started practicing kendo, do you want him to send her off?"

"That……"

Listening to the quarrels of his companions on both sides, the red-haired boy, who was called the main text, looked at the girl he liked, who was covering her mouth to hide her smile, and couldn't help but clenched his hands on his knees and exhaled helplessly.

Following behind Miyajima Tsubaki, I watched her twisting her voluptuous and graceful figure as she walked towards the back house.

Sasaki was talking to Miyajima Sakura about some small things that would help them get to know each other. He listened to the students' conversation not far away and said to them with a smile:

"Miyajima-senpai is very popular."

"Not really, because I am the head of the school's Kendo Club. Under my influence, many of the students here are my classmates, so when they see us walking together, they will be a little curious."

Miyajima Sakura, who also heard some of the scattered discussions, glanced at her good friend and explained to Sasaki shyly but without reservation.

In her opinion, as long as Sasaki doesn't dislike her, they are an established husband-and-wife relationship, so she doesn't mind other people's speculations.

But Sasaki, who didn't know the two were engaged, glanced at their shoulders that were about to touch each other, and felt a little strange as he saw Miyajima Sakura's reserved but eager attitude along the way.

Of course he believes in love at first sight.

After all, he does look good.

If Miyajima Sakura had a good first impression of him because of his appearance, and had a good impression of him, and chatted with him like a friend, there would be nothing wrong with that.

But walking so close to her like this, and facing the teasing looks from her classmates without any response of embarrassment or excuses, that was a bit abnormal.

Sasaki didn't think that he was so handsome that he could make a well-educated kendo girl fall in love with him at the first meeting.

There must be another reason.

According to what Miyajima Tsubaki said about the old friendship between the two families...

There wouldn't be any arranged marriage or ancestral marriage contract between them, right?

If that's true, that would be great... No, that's too ridiculous.

Chapter 89: The Deliberately Blurred Past

While talking quietly with Miyajima Sakura, Sasaki followed Miyajima Tsubaki around the practice field, along the corridor, through the elegant courtyard with ponds and bamboo trees, and walked into a spacious reception room.

In the hall filled with a faint fragrance, two men were sitting on the tatami, drinking tea and playing chess.

The hot tea with curling smoke on the rosewood table and the occasional clatter of chess pieces on the chessboard made people calm down and slow down their pace.

But the two men's hearts were not on the chess game, so after a few people slowly approached, the two men put down the chess pieces in their hands.

He looked up and down at the young man standing behind Xiaochun, who had a handsome face and an upright posture.

Miyajima Kiichiro was wearing a black kimono. The image of the young man in his eyes gradually blurred, as if it overlapped with a figure in his memory, causing him to mutter involuntarily:

“Yes, yes.”

Concealing the memories in his eyes, Miyajima Kiichiro leaned forward slightly with his straight and strong body, and asked:

"Child, what is your name?"

Hearing the question, Sasaki raised his slightly drooping eyelids and looked at the old man with black hair and white temples, and an old face, but in good spirits, and responded respectfully:

"Sasaki Fuyumi."

"Fuyumi...Fuyu...that damn old man from the Tousaka family..."

After Sasaki responded, everyone present could clearly see Kiichiro Miyajima's frown, followed by a laughable curse.

Noticing the gazes of the people around him, Miyajima Kiichiro realized that he had lost his composure and quickly coughed. The unhappy expression on his face disappeared, revealing a friendly smile, and waved to Sasaki:

"Dongjian, come and sit down. Don't be shy. Your aunt Chun should have briefly told you about the relationship between your grandfather and me. There is no problem in treating us as your relatives."

After everyone sat down, Kiichiro Miyajima took out a thick photo album that he had prepared long ago from the tatami next to him, placed it on the table, and told Sasaki about his relationship with his grandfather, who he shared the same pants with since childhood.

After explaining the relationship between the two families, Miyajima Kiichiro took a sip of hot tea and asked casually:

"Dongjian, I heard from your aunt Chun that you have never met your grandfather?"

With both hands on the sandalwood table, holding the tea that Miyajima Tsubaki poured for him, Sasaki nodded and said:

"Well, I have lived here since I can remember. My mother told me that my grandfather died of illness not long after I was born."

Although he had already known this from Kotsubaki, Miyajima Kiichiro couldn't help but take a deep breath after getting the actual confirmation.

Seeing this, Miyajima Tsubaki, who was sitting next to Sasaki, felt more and more guilty. She hurried to the old man and patted him on the back.

After the anger in his heart subsided, Miyajima Kiichiro asked again:

"Your name... do you know who gave it to you?"

Sasaki rubbed his thumb on the smooth teacup. Although he didn't know why the old man suddenly asked this, he said truthfully:

"I asked my mother about this when I was little, and she said it was my grandfather who gave it to me. That's why I learned my grandfather's name because I asked him this."

"That's it."

A smile appeared on his old face, which was marked by the years. Miyajima Kiichiro nodded and looked at his granddaughter: "Sakura..."

Knowing that her father was going to talk about that matter, Miyajima Tsubaki, who didn't want her daughter to have no choice at all, quickly interrupted her father.

"Father...let Sakura stay here."

To be honest, Kiichiro Miyajima didn't really want to get involved in these things, but he sincerely hoped that the two families could reconcile.

So after sighing, he turned and looked at Miyajima Sosuke.

?

Seeing that the old man was excluding himself, Miyajima Muneyu, who had almost no say at home, hurriedly said:

"Father-in-law, I'm Sakura's father, and I think I should stay here."

His thin eyebrows couldn't help but twitch. Miyajima Kiichiro turned his head away and ignored him. Instead, he asked his granddaughter:

"Xiaoying...I heard from your mother that you don't have anyone you like at school, right?"

Miyajima Sakura, who had eavesdropped on their conversation, knew what her grandfather was going to say.

So, suppressing her gaze towards Sasaki, Miyajima Sakura sat on the tatami, lowered her eyes, shyly scratched her black sword hakama, nodded and replied softly: