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After praising softly.

She knew that the longer she delayed, the more embarrassed she would be, and she didn't want to know why this boy was so weird.

After her competitive spirit as a warrior was aroused, she no longer thought about holding back.

He retreated suddenly, creating some distance, and stopped this energy-wasting confrontation.

After slightly adjusting her posture, Miyajima Tsubaki rushed towards Sasaki with steps that were even more weird and erratic than before, like a fish swimming in water.

Sasaki made a knife cut with an expressionless face and looked indifferently at the beautiful young woman who was rushing towards him.

Although he only used a little more force than when he bullied Kirishima.

But Sasaki also had a vague understanding of the strength of this beautiful older sister.

Judging from the strength and speed of her reaction, it was far beyond that of an ordinary adult man.

For guys like Kirishima, this big sister can take down about five of them with just her bare hands.

If he had a knife, Kirishima would have fallen to the ground and howled without even being able to see anyone.

I know the general strength of the elder sister.

Sasaki stood there casually, thinking of an animation he watched in his previous life.

In the animation, he clearly remembered that there was also a person named Sasaki who used a sword technique called "Yan Fan".

Although I haven't checked whether there is a person named Sasaki Kojiro in this world.

But Sasaki Fuyumi still likes his sword skills.

After all, slashing three times at the same time is super cool.

But Sasaki Fuyumi also knew that with his current strength and speed, it was impossible for him to swing three swords at the same time.

Sword skills involving dimensional phenomena are simply not something he can handle at his current level.

However, it is impossible to do it at the same time, but he can still make three quick slashes.

Although I don't know how fast it can be, it doesn't hurt to try.

I thought so in my heart.

Sasaki Fuyumi concentrated and calmed himself, imitating the posture of the person in his mind.

He squatted slightly, lowered his center of gravity, held the knife with both hands on the right side, at the height of his shoulders, and then slowly adjusted his breathing.

His eyes were fixed on Miyajima Tsubaki, whose steps were unsteady.

Seeing Sasaki's rather strange opening move, Miyajima Tsubaki didn't know what he was trying to do and didn't care.

Because she knew that Sasaki didn't have any skills or sword techniques, he only relied on his strange speed and unshakable strength.

He was already two meters in front of Sasaki.

Miyajima Tsubaki, who was in the mood for attack, raised his hands high, intending to use his family's inherited swordsmanship to kill Sasaki in one breath.

Her family's swordsmanship does not focus on strength, but rather on elusive flexibility and speed.

It is precisely because of this characteristic that she was able to dodge Sasaki's slashes several times.

Although she was puzzled by Sasaki's speed and strength, Miyajima Tsubaki did not think she would lose.

With this thought in mind, Miyajima Tsubaki held the bamboo sword high but did not yet chop it down.

Sasaki, who had been motionless, suddenly froze his eyes that were quite bright under the mask.

Then, without any warning, a slash appeared on her left side as if it came out of nowhere.

Looking at the slashing sword approaching her, Miyajima Tsubaki's heart suddenly tightened and she had no time to think about what was going on.

I could only subconsciously draw my knife and block.

But before she made any move.

Another slash came without warning, appearing above her head.

Her heart was beating fast as if it was being clenched. Miyajima Tsubaki, who was having difficulty breathing, didn't know which side to defend against in the face of these two strange and sudden attacks.

But it was precisely because of this slightly hesitant thought that her hands slowed down by a beat.

When she realized something was wrong.

A slash from the right also appeared in Miyajima Tsubaki's field of vision.

Caught between three slashes.

With nowhere to run and nowhere to hide, Miyajima Tsubaki felt a strong sense of fatal danger.

'will die!will die!will die!If you can't escape, you will definitely die! '

Although Sasaki only swung a bamboo sword, he was also wearing protective gear tightly.

But there is no sense of security at all.

The deadly chill, as if being naked in the snow, caused the deep blue pupils reflecting the three bamboo-yellow slashes to tremble continuously.

Miyajima Tsubaki, who smelled the scent of death, could no longer feel her own body.

The only thing she could feel was the stinging wind that kept caressing her cheek as the slash approached.

call--

The bamboo sword stopped suddenly, but the wind blade that had already been chopped out blew through the mask and blew the hair that was stuck to the side of the face due to nervous sweat.

Looking at the bamboo sword that was less than half a finger long and hovered above his mask.

Miyajima Tsubaki, who had come to her senses at this moment, lowered her eyelids with lingering fear, breathing heavily.

Sasaki, knowing that he had frightened Aunt Miyajima, quickly dropped the bamboo sword in his hand.

He strode over to her side and held out a hand to support her shaky, plump body.

He took off the mask of Miyajima Tsubaki who was leaning on his chest.

Looking at her overly pale yet sweaty mature and beautiful face.

Sasaki hugged her and sat on the ground, holding her head, and kept fanning her while apologizing and checking:

"I'm sorry, Aunt Miyajima, I didn't mean it. Aunt Miyajima, are you hurt anywhere?"

As he said this, he reached out to untie her gloves.

Chapter 57: A Good Match

Purple Palace Dojo, back house kitchen.

When Sasaki was fighting with Miyajima Tsubaki.

Chiakko Murasaki, who had almost finished preparing dinner, turned her head to look at her daughter who was preparing the flavored soup.

The warm light above her head was like water, splashing on Xia Hua's long purple hair, which was exactly the same as her own.

There was a faint halo emanating from her hair, as if she was covered with a layer of holy veil.

Watching my daughter lift up the soup spoon from time to time to taste the flavor with her gentle and virtuous appearance.

Chiakurako Murasaki narrowed her eyes, smiled and joked: "Xia Hua's cooking skills have already caught up with mine. I wonder which kid will be able to taste Xia Hua's cooking in the future."

"Eh?" As if she had thought of something, Chiakurako Murasaki's eyes turned, she stretched out her slender white fingers like tender green onions, and gently touched her lips: "Come to think of it, today is the first time that Xiahua brings another boy home."

"Mom, what weird things are you talking about?"

Stopping what she was doing, Natsuka Murasaki blushed and turned her head to look at her mother who was teasing her with an embarrassed look on her face: "Sasaki can come, but it's you who invited him."

"And...and, I have Xiaoyong's."

"Ayong~" When hearing her daughter mention her childhood sweetheart, Chiakurako Shinomiya's mind emerged a boy who was about the same height as her daughter and always had a shy smile on his face.

She knew that the boy had always liked to play with Xia Hua since he was a child.

But she just regarded their playfulness as friendship between children.

Because she watched the child grow up, Murasaki Chiakko naturally had some understanding of the child's temperament.

He is honest and simple, with no bad intentions. Just from this point of view, he may be a good match for Xiahua.

After all, Xia Hua has a slightly strong personality and her fighting ability is not low.

When looking for a partner, you definitely cannot look for someone with a similar personality.

Therefore, since they complement each other in all aspects, their future life may be very happy and fulfilling.

If Chiakurako Murasaki could give Xiahua a complete home.

She would naturally think that this arrangement was very good and met her expectations.

But she's not.

Ever since her husband abandoned his wife and daughter because of an affair.

Chiakurako Shinomiya, who raised Xiahua alone, certainly understands how tiring and bitter it is for a woman to support a family.

It is precisely because of this understanding that Chioko Murasaki does not want Xiahua to find an "honest and simple" husband.

After all, another way of saying "honest and simple" is to be weak in character, hesitant and indecisive in doing things.

Knowing that it is very tiring for a woman to be the head of the household, she naturally did not want to let the strong-willed Xia Hua face the ups and downs of the outside world on behalf of her husband.

After all, the evil tricks of those people outside are not something that Xia Hua, who is beautiful, strong-willed and a little reckless, can handle.

Once you make a mistake, you may step into the abyss.

Chiakurako Murasakimiya, who had walked on thin ice with the help of her best friend, certainly didn't want to let her daughter go through that again.

Therefore, the ideal son-in-law in Chiakurako Murasaki's mind is a strong and responsible man with a strong character, who will not show his problems because of some setbacks in the outside world and make his family worry.

Otherwise, once Xia Hua saw the weakness of her lover, with her strong, reckless and self-righteous character, she would definitely do something bad with good intentions.

Therefore, this is why she took the initiative to change the topic to Sasaki.

Although I'm not very familiar with Sasaki.

But judging from the impression Sasaki leaves on her now, he is undoubtedly a good candidate for son-in-law.

Putting aside the question of whether he has the responsibility or not, the strength and tenacity shown by Sasaki are something that Shanye, who has not experienced setbacks and storms, does not possess.

In addition, when facing her, the reserved and shy appearance of Yamano Yuta compared to the natural and decent look of Sasaki definitely gave her a better feeling.

After all, only people with this kind of personality will not be dominated by Xia Hua.

Of course, the premise of all this is to be nice to Xia Hua and both parties are willing.

All she could do was offer suggestions and provide some help within her ability.

Whether it succeeds or not depends on the two of them.

"By the way, how long have you not seen Ayong?" He was not the kind of person who liked to say bad things about others behind their backs.

Even though she felt that the two were not suitable for each other, Chioko Murasaki did not say anything to slander Shanye.

I just asked about the progress of their relationship.

"About three or four months..."

After thinking carefully about the time the two had not met, Zizhimiya Natsuka frowned and gave an approximate time.

Because his parents were sent out of town by the company, they were worried that Xiaoyong couldn't take care of himself, so they took him away.

According to the information revealed in their casual chat on the phone, it would take at least a year for him to transfer to her school.

Only a few months have passed since he left.

"It's been so long, you two should keep in touch on your phone, otherwise your feelings will fade over time."

After giving a gentle instruction, Chiakurako Murasaki, who was washing the dishes and preparing to serve the rice, muttered as if talking to herself.

"Fruits and vegetables will go bad if left for too long, and the same is true for people."

Hear your mother's words.

The words "Her relationship with Xiaoyong will never fade" that Zizhigong Xiahua originally wanted to blurt out, were swallowed back into her stomach.

He looked at his mother with complicated eyes and uttered a soft "hmm".

Then, realizing the heavy atmosphere, Chiakurako Murasaki smiled apologetically at her daughter and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Go call Sasaki-kun and Tsubaki to eat. It's time to eat."