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Before Sasaki closed the door, Tsubakino Ryoto, who had been paying attention to this place, came to meet him.

"How was it? The manager didn't say anything, did he?"

Seeing the worry on Tsubakino Ryoto's handsome face, Sasaki reached out and pulled the convenience store uniform:

"It's okay. I just got scolded. Then I poured a cup of tea for the manager, and he calmed down."

Pour tea?

Is this a new way to admit mistakes?

Tsubakino Ryoto scratched his head, not understanding why pouring tea could appease the store manager.

But he didn't care.

Compared to these details.

I'm glad Sasaki is okay.

So I greeted her a few more times and made sure that everything was fine.

The two began today's work.

I worked like this until half past six.

After changing clothes in the locker room, Sasaki, who was about to go to school to pick up Murasakimiya Natsuka, waved to Tsubakino Ryoto who was also changing clothes.

"I'm leaving first."

"Ok, bye."

He went out and waved to the camera at the store entrance.

Sasaki carried his schoolbag and staggered to school against the setting sun.

As summer is approaching, all sports clubs will have additional training.

So after arriving at school and coming to the Aikido club.

They still haven't finished training.

But it's soon.

After all, the school stipulates that additional training cannot be later than seven o'clock.

Enter the Aikido Club.

What you see is a training ground the size of a football field.

The ground was covered with tatami mats that were slightly smaller than the training ground.

There are some martial arts calligraphy and paintings hanging around.

In the middle of the venue, dozens of men and women in white shirts and black skirts and pants were practicing against each other.

Sasaki, who had just entered the door, saw at a glance the purple palace Natsuka, who was extremely dazzling in the chaotic crowd.

The soft purple waist-length hair was tied into a neat ponytail.

Her delicate eyebrows were furrowed on her pretty face, making her originally charming and affectionate eyes look a little more sharp.

She was wearing a pure white mid-length straight-fronted road suit, which showed off her proud and voluptuous figure that was unrivaled by anyone.

It seems to be for the convenience of training.

Sasaki, who was standing far away, could clearly see with his extraordinary eyesight that her big white bowl was more than a circle smaller than it was in the morning.

It was obvious that she was wearing a chest wrap.

Although I haven't experienced it.

But thinking about those two big thick dumplings being rolled into Want Want snow cakes, Sasaki felt a little sorry for her.

He shook his head and sighed.

Sasaki looked around, found a place where he would not be in the way, and sat down against the wall.

Snapped--

After lightly twisting the wrist of the girl who was sparring with her, Zizhimiya Xiahua gently pushed her.

"Xiaoyou, you're distracted."

Rubbing her wrist, the girl called Xiaoyou walked up to her with a smile and gently bumped into her:

"Look over there, there's a handsome guy!"

Subconsciously turning her head to look, Natsuka Murasaki, who was standing in the middle of the venue, saw Sasaki sitting alone against the wall, waving at her slightly.

"He really came..."

I sighed in my heart.

Feeling inexplicably happy and moved, Zizhigong Xiahua walked over.

"Xia Hua, Xia Hua, look, he waved at me, is he...eh? Xia Hua, where are you going..."

He waved to his companions who were shouting behind him.

Natsuka Murasaki twisted her waist in a natural but overly bashful manner and walked slowly towards Sasaki.

“You really came.”

Sasaki unscrewed the electrolyte drink he bought on the road and handed it over. He sat on the ground and smiled: "I always keep my word."

Taking the drink, Zi Zhigong raised his head and took a sip: "But this will cause trouble for you, right?"

"If it was really troublesome, I wouldn't have said I would take you home. Don't worry."

He smiled and said something to comfort her.

Sasaki tilted his head slightly, seeing that most of the boys not far ahead were looking here, and then he looked up at the sweaty Murasaki Natsuka:

"Although I'm not in a hurry, I'd still be happy if it could be quicker. The look in their eyes is almost stabbing me to death."

Looking back, I saw them suddenly tilting their heads and shouting as they sparred.

Murasaki Natsuka turned her head and blinked at Sasaki who was sitting on the ground:

"Didn't you say before that you could beat me? Why are you still afraid of them?"

'I'm afraid I might accidentally kill them.'

I couldn't help but mutter in my heart.

Sasaki rolled his eyes at Murasaki who was still thinking about this matter:

"If you really want to fight me, I can teach you a lesson."

"Wait until I get home. We don't have time now."

Glancing at the clock on the wall, Natsuka Murasaki, who had already finished training, rubbed her sore shoulders and waved to Sasaki: "I'm going to change my clothes first, I'll be there in a while."

As she spoke, Zizhimiya Natsuka walked towards a girl who kept looking over here.

After returning to her companions, before Zizhimiya Natsuka could say anything, the girl named Xiaoyou pulled her aside and asked her all sorts of questions.

"Xia Hua, Xia Hua, is she your new boyfriend? She's really handsome. When did you two get together?"

"If you ask me, it's much better than the mountains and wilderness before."

"Xiao You!" pinching her companion's face angrily to stop her from talking nonsense, Zizhigong Xiahua glanced around: "He is my classmate, an ordinary friend."

Shaking her head and breaking free from Zizhigong's hand, Xiaoyou nodded with a smile and said, "Ah, yes, yes, yes~ An ordinary friend who has been waiting for you until the end of the club activities."

"Xiaoyou~"

Chapter 55: Madam Zizhigong

Wait until the summer flowers of Purple Palace come out again.

She has changed into the school's uniform for girls.

And her broad and generous chest had returned to its size in the morning.

Carrying her schoolbag, she walked to Sasaki's side and bowed slightly to him who was still sitting on the ground. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so late."

Sasaki extended his hand to Natsuka Murasaki who was standing in front of him, and smiled and shook his head: "It's a small matter."

She stretched out her hand, which was as smooth and moist as jade, and as white as snow.

Natsuka Murasaki used a little strength and pulled Sasaki up using his hand, which was more than a circle larger than her own.

After patting down his clothes, Sasaki walked beside Murasaki Natsuka and walked out of the club gate: "You just said that we would spar at your house? Is your house a dojo?"

"Well... sort of, because my mom ran a dojo before me, but it was no longer in business after my grandfather passed away."

After walking out of the school gate, she waved to the club members who greeted her and continued:

"Because, uh... my mom isn't suited to martial arts, and my dad, who divorced me because of an affair, has no intention of inheriting the dojo."

Although he didn't hear any sadness from Murasaki Natsuka about her parents' divorce, Sasaki still said "sorry".

"It's okay. That was a long time ago. I can't even remember what my dad looked like now."

Shaking her head, Zizhimiya Xiahua waved her hand indifferently.

"So you learned Aikido to protect your mother?"

Although Aikido is a self-defense technique that is very suitable for girls to practice.

But most girls would not deliberately practice something that is tiring and ungraceful.

Sasaki was surprised that Murasaki Natsuka, a girl with a good figure and appearance, would practice this kind of thing so hard.

But if it's for family, then it makes sense.

"Well, my parents separated when I was very young. It was not easy for my mom to raise me alone, and there were often some bad people who harassed us."

Nodding, Zizhimiya Natsuka explained the main reason why she practiced martial arts.

Of course, another part of the reason is that the person she likes does not have the ability to support their family.

If her childhood friend Yuta Yamano had the ability to protect both mother and daughter.

Then they will get married after graduation, that's a foregone conclusion.

Although this did not affect their relationship, it was still a lost opportunity.

"Everyone is here."

Although he did not feel the same way, Sasaki could sense from just a few words that life was not easy for the mother and daughter.

"Yes, they are all here." Rubbing the corners of her eyes, a smile appeared on Zizhigong Xiahua's beautiful face.

Without waiting for the two to say anything else.

A charming and gentle voice suddenly sounded behind them, attracting the attention of the two.

"Eh? Natsuka-chan!"

Looking back.

They saw two beautiful young women with plump and graceful figures standing not far away, looking at them.

The one who called out to Murasaki no Miyabi Natsuka was a purple-haired woman wearing a light purple top and black jeans.

The long, silky, satin-like purple hair was gathered together with a purple lace hairband, slanting down from the back of the head to the overly full chest.

However, the loose light purple top could not hide the extremely plump and proud figure of the schoolgirl.

She rolled up her sleeves a little at her wrists, revealing her fair arms carrying a shopping bag.

The jeans beneath her body were stretched tight and fit together perfectly, revealing her beautiful and well-proportioned long legs.

Her face is like an enlarged version of the purple palace summer flower.

But compared to the youthful, beautiful and energetic Zizhigong Xiahua, her face, which has experienced time, is more mature and charming.

But it is different from the purple palace summer flower.

There was a light brown mole at the lower left corner of her slightly raised mouth.

The mole at the corner of her mouth, which is slightly upturned as the corner of her mouth turns up, adds a touch of extra-moving agility and playfulness to her mature and beautiful face.

The teardrop mole under her right eye is not as conspicuous as the mole at the corner of her mouth.