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This is not worth Sasaki deliberately lying about.

Holding Kyoka's graceful curves with both hands, her waist and hips which were more muscular than those of young girls, Sasaki lowered his head and rubbed Kyoka's delicate and soft face like a spoiled child.

It seems that I misunderstood the meaning of my lover's action.

Without waiting for Sasaki to say anything, Tachibana Kyoka, who was worried that he would agree to the monk's excessive request, firmly held his cheek:

"Don't be like this, Dong Jian, please tell me, okay?"

He was going to say that anyway... Sasaki blinked and said softly:

"Don't worry so much, Kyoka. I didn't agree to many requests from that monk. Just two."

"One of them is that after I take over the temple, I will be responsible for the surrounding security."

"The other is that I want to become the manager of that temple, so I have to defeat three monsters first to prove my strength."

It’s a very reasonable request, there shouldn’t be any room for trapping Dong Jian here.

After pondering his words for a moment, Kyoka Tachibana nodded slightly.

But defeating three monsters...

She works hard outside in the hope of providing them with a safe and healthy environment for them to grow up.

Now hearing that he was going to defeat the legendary monster, even though Kyoka Tachibana knew that Fuyumi was very powerful and talented, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Because of her rich knowledge and experience, Kyoka Tachibana's eyebrows have always been gently bent, without much ups and downs, showing her maturity and stability, and they are lightly wrinkled.

She stroked her lover's face, which still looked young but not childish, and said softly:

"It's very dangerous to defeat the monster, is there anything I can help you with?"

There is no such thing as patting one's chest and saying, 'I'm strong and there's no danger at all'.

Sasaki Xinjue pinched Kyoka's waist with amusement:

"Of course, defeating monsters is a bit dangerous. After all, you might sprain your ankle just by walking."

"But it's okay. If you encounter something you can't solve, just run away first and then call for help. I'm not stupid."

"Kyoka should watch the news often. I haven't seen any reports of gas leaks or tanker explosions causing serious casualties. So the world is still very stable now. Don't worry."

This should not be said to little girls because they are more emotional. No matter whether it is true or false, they only want to hear nice things and the reassurances they expect.

But for mature and successful women like Kyoka, an analysis of the pros and cons is more convincing.

Although those illusory promises sound nice, they are ultimately just bubbles, and they are well aware of this.

The frown on her face gradually subsided, and Kyoka Tachibana leaned her head on his shoulder and gave him one last instruction:

"When you encounter something you can't solve, don't force yourself to take the lead."

"Well, I know."

They hugged each other and were gentle for a while. Before Sasaki could do anything, he heard Sister Yuka's voice asking from the restaurant behind him.

"Hey, why can Otome Koharu and the others figure out what to do after just a few seconds of watching, but I can't make the cup move?"

Knowing that he was being called, Sasaki tilted his head and looked over:

"Is Sister Jiehua still not okay?"

As long as you have spiritual power in your body and are not too stupid, you can cast one or two small spells.

If an ordinary person cannot gather spiritual energy for months or even years, he will not be able to cast spells.

But Sasaki injected spiritual power into their bodies, so this situation shouldn't have happened.

Sasaki kissed Kyoka's forehead and whispered to her:

"I'll go check on Yuka."

"Ah."

Sasaki walked past Kyoka and came to the restaurant, holding Yuuka's hand.

Because of their height and long bodies, the palms of Sister Yuka and Sister Koharu are relatively large compared to the maidens, and their fingers are slender and less fleshy.

Also, because Sister Jiehua exercises regularly, the flesh on her fingers is soft but very resilient and feels good to touch.

The spell to explore someone else's body is easy to perform, as long as the other party does not resist.

Sasaki controlled the spiritual power and swam around in Sister Yuka's body.

Her body is very healthy. Thanks to his cultivation of clouds and rain, Jiehua's spiritual energy is very abundant. As long as she studies carefully according to the instructions on her phone, she should be able to...

It is not clear whether Sister Jiehua is not serious, too impatient, or wants him to teach her step by step.

Sasaki took her hand and pulled her into his arms without any effort.

Standing behind her, close to her waist and back, Sasaki held her hand and whispered what he thought were the key points.

"You should..."

……

It's nine o'clock in the evening, and most families have finished dinner at this time.

It is the time when mother washes dishes, father reads newspaper and children lie on the sofa and play with their mobile phones.

The Miyajima family is no exception.

After preparing the bath water, Miyajima Sakura came out of the bathroom and came to the living room.

Because of his cold relationship with his mother and his bad relationship with his grandfather, her father went back to his room after dinner.

And her grandfather went to the study after her father left.

Now, there is only her here and her mother who is washing dishes in the kitchen.

Walking slowly to her side, Miyajima Sakura stretched her slender, white arms under her short-sleeved shirt into the sink to help.

It was common for Sakura to help in the kitchen, and Miyajima Tsubaki didn't find it strange.

Taking advantage of this opportunity when they were alone, Miyajima Tsubaki asked about what her father had told her this afternoon, about Sakura and Fuyumi going out to play together.

"Did Sakura have fun with Fuyumi today?"

I thought that my mother might ask her who she went out with at noon, what she ate, and whether the food was good.

But I didn't expect that my mother knew that she was with Fuyumi.

She was surprised, but she had already guessed that her grandfather had noticed something, so she didn't ask her mother "how did you know that?"

Miyajima Sakura recalled the moments she spent with her fiancé today and how close she was to him. Her face flushed as she nodded:

"happy."

The happy part passed by like a slide show, and what was left was the distress and dissatisfaction over one's own lack of ability.

Miyajima Sakura asked without waiting for her smiling mother to speak:

"Is there something that needs to be done later, Mom?"

"No, Sakura, why are you asking this..."

Being in charge of an area does not mean you have to go out and patrol every day. After all, there are not many monsters that harm people, and they don't come out every day.

If you go at your own pace, Miyajima Tsubaki can go out once or twice a week.

The time when the sun is about to rise in the early morning and about to set in the evening is when the monsters are most active.

She can just go out and take a look during either of these two time periods.

It was already nine o'clock and she had nothing else to do.

After receiving her mother's affirmative answer, Miyajima Sakura piled up the washed dishes and said:

"I want to learn sword skills from my mother. I want to become stronger faster."

Sakura has always been very hardworking, and it often happens that she would be sought out for sparring during her free time at night, and Miyajima Tsubaki agreed without giving it much thought.

It's very fast for two people to wash the dishes for four people.

It didn't take long before they arrived at the training ground.

In the past, they did not wear protective gear when sparring.

Because Miyajima Tsubaki knows exactly how powerful Miyajima Sakura is and what she can do.

At the beginning, Miyajima Sakura strongly requested her mother to wear protective gear because she was afraid of hurting her, but she was later blocked by her mother with a word "not necessary".

As a warrior, he naturally has a strong desire to win and a strong sense of honor and disgrace.

Even though she was her mother, Miyajima Sakura was very angry that she was looked down upon.

So when she first sparred with her mother, she did not hold back, but she was still beaten badly.

After that, she never asked her mother to wear protective gear again.

Today she brought it up after a long time.

"Can you please put on the protective gear, Mom?"

The hand reaching for the weapon rack paused, and then Miyajima Tsubaki grabbed the wooden sword on the rack without looking back:

"It seems that Sakura is very satisfied with her recent progress."

Turning around, Miyajima Tsubaki, who was wearing home clothes, casually swung the wooden sword, and a faint smile appeared on her beautiful face:

"But if you want to beat me, you still have some distance to go."

The tone was not arrogant, but rather light and natural, as if he was stating a fact.

Because she had been taught a lesson many times, Miyajima Sakura did not show any dissatisfaction like she did when she was a child and then rush forward to get beaten. Instead, she nodded and stopped talking.

Miyajima Sakura found protective gear in the locker room and put it on. She wrapped herself tightly, stood in the middle of the field with a wooden sword in hand, and got ready.

Miyajima Tsubaki has always been the first to attack, and this time is no exception.

Seeing that Sakura was ready, she didn't try, but rushed over quickly with her white reflective feet under her slim trousers.

Knowing her mother's strength clearly, Miyajima Sakura did not dare to be careless. Her eyes under the mask were focused with caution as she stared at her movements.

I don’t know if it was because of the beating from Fuyumi, or if the white sugar syrup he fed him had taken effect.

Miyajima Sakura no longer has to struggle to watch her mother's movements as before. She can clearly capture details that she had not noticed before.

There was no time to be surprised. Miyajima Sakura, who had already understood her mother's intention through her actions, stepped forward with sword in hand.

The two wooden swords collided in an instant, making a crisp sound in the empty training ground.

It did not stop. The sound of the wooden swords hitting each other became louder and louder, like raindrops hitting the ground from the sky.

One side seemed to want to raise the wooden sword to attack, and the other side quickly stepped forward to defend. One side pressed forward, and the other side slid back steadily and orderly.

In the real and fake, continuous attacks of Miyajima Tsubaki, Miyajima Sakura was looking for opportunities to counterattack in the gaps of defense.

No matter who it is, if they relax and reveal a flaw, they will be defeated at this moment.

Different from the crushing defeat in the battle with her fiancé.

Miyajima Sakura is very familiar with her mother, and similarly, she is also very familiar with herself.

Both sides are clearly aware of the possible flaws of the other party, so how to judge whether the flaws revealed by the other party are real or false, and how to seize this flaw becomes the key to victory for both of them.

As the attack became more and more intense, the crisp sound of the wooden swords gradually became a little harsh.

And this is the precursor to the outcome.

Ta~

Amid the explosion of the wooden sword, a sudden sound of footsteps was heard.

!

Knowing that this was the offensive stance her mother would use when trying to kill her, Miyajima Sakura wanted to defend herself, but she... didn't know where her weakness was.

In a brief moment of confusion, she saw her mother swinging a knife at her. Confused, she reacted quickly and swung the knife to meet the attack.

But the mother's attack did not fall on the wooden sword she raised, but bypassed her overly fast and somewhat panicked defense and hit her shoulder.

boom!

Miyajima Sakura didn't feel any pain while wearing protective gear. She just felt sorry for her failure. If she could be more stable and calm, maybe she would...

But, if you lose, you lose.