Miyajima Tsubaki, who did not feel ashamed of losing to Sasaki, praised him honestly: "Sasaki-kun is much stronger than me. I lost the competition just now."

"what?"

Knowing how powerful her best friend was, Chiakurako Murasaki covered her mouth in surprise.

She knew that Chun would not joke casually, so she did not doubt the truthfulness of Chun's words.

But that was why she felt surprised and puzzled.

"What do you mean much stronger? I only know that one move, so don't make fun of me." Knowing that he really only knew the half-baked "Swallow Return", Sasaki did not lose sight of the directions under Miyajima Tsubaki's boasting.

After all, I have taken advantage of my physical fitness.

This is nothing to be proud of.

Seeing how Sasaki was neither arrogant nor impatient but rather humble and natural after defeating her, Miyajima Tsubaki's liking and evaluation of him increased even more.

Now she was thinking whether she should introduce her daughter to Sasaki.

The two men were about the same age, both were extremely handsome, and both had great talent in swordsmanship.

This is truly a son-in-law sent by God.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was possible. Her eyes turned toward Sasaki with a softer and more satisfied look:

"I'm not kidding. Being able to beat others is a skill. Not many people can handle your move."

Sitting in her seat, listening to the two of them talking about "that move" over and over again, Chiakurako Murasaki, who was confused, pulled her daughter next to her and asked, "What is that move they are talking about?"

Zizhigong Xiahua, who was also surprised, heard her mother's words and responded in a low voice: "It's "Swallow Return", which is the famous skill of the legendary swordsman."

"Ah? Isn't that a legend?"

Growing up in a kendo gym, Chiakurako Murasaki is naturally no stranger to the legendary sword skills.

Hearing her daughter's answer, Chiakurako Murasaki suddenly widened her round and moist eyes and opened her pink little mouth in astonishment.

Not surprised by her mother's surprise, Murasaki Miyazuka, who had previously thought it was just a legend, pursed her lips at Sasaki who was talking to Aunt Miyajima:

"No, his family used to run a dojo, so he must be the descendant of that person."

Although she didn't hear Sasaki admit it himself, but Murasaki Natsuka couldn't think of any other answer except that person's descendant who could perform the unique skill of "Swallow Return".

After all, how could this sword skill that has been passed down through the ages be learned by outsiders other than the family?

He didn't care about Zi Zhigong's and the others' speculations about him.

After Sasaki had a few brief words with Miyajima Tsubaki, he started to eat dinner at the invitation of the Murasaki family.

Because I specifically asked Sasaki about his preferences.

Therefore, there was no raw food such as sashimi on the table.

Most of them are tempura, sushi, barbecue and the like.

After this enjoyable dinner for both the host and the guests.

Sasaki talked with the three girls for a few more words, then suggested leaving as it was already very late and someone was waiting for him at home.

After Sasaki left, Miyajima Tsubaki did not stay for too long and returned to her home.

Because I had informed my family in advance.

So when she got home, her family had already had dinner.

Miyajima Tsubaki, who did not see her father in the living room and was about to talk to him about what happened tonight, had not yet gone to look for him elsewhere.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Miyajima Sakura, wearing a pink pajamas and pink velvet slippers, took small steps and walked quickly to her mother's side.

"Mother, have you eaten yet?"

Looking at her daughter, who looked 70% similar to her but more immature, Miyajima Tsubaki smiled on her soft and mature face and stroked her daughter's hair: "I have eaten, Xiaoying, where is your grandfather?"

Hearing her mother's question, Miyajima Sakura, who had just finished bathing and had her long dark blue hair spread out, held her mother's arm affectionately and said softly:

"My grandfather went to the study room to read after dinner."

"Does mother want to talk to grandfather about something?"

"Yes~"

"Xiaoying has grown up. It's time to talk about marriage. Do you have someone you like?"

After smoothing her daughter's hair, Miyajima Tsubaki, who wanted to bring Sasaki and Sakura together, asked directly about her daughter's situation.

Women from the Wu family usually decide on their marriage when they are very young or even before they are born.

Then when you are of the right age, you can get married and have children.

That's how she got here too.

But what was different was that she was more strong-willed and rebellious at the time, so she did not follow her father's arrangements, but chose the person she liked at the time, who is now her husband.

With this previous experience as a lesson, Miyajima Tsubaki did not decide her daughter's future without a single word, but gave her a choice.

Although she didn't know whether her decision was correct.

But as long as my daughter is willing, it's fine.

After all, I am the least qualified to force her.

"I don't want to get married. I don't want to leave my mother so soon~"

Hearing her mother talking about such an embarrassing thing, Miyajima Sakura took her arm and sat on the sofa, burying her blushing little face in her mother's warm arms.

"Who said it's now~" Sitting on the sofa, stroking her hair gently like when she was a child, Miyajima Tsubaki continued to ask with soft eyes: "You haven't told mom yet, do you have someone you like?"

No one's figure flashed through her mind. Miyajima Sakura blushed and shook her head gently in her mother's soft and warm arms.

Knowing that her daughter never lied to her, Miyajima Tsubaki continued to ask with a happy face: "Do you mind if mom introduces you to someone?"

Miyajima Sakura didn't know how to answer, so she buried her red face completely in the softness, leaving only a pair of small, crimson ears exposed, and uttered a soft "hmm":

"Listen to mom~"

"Okay~ I'll introduce him to you guys when I get a chance. He's really great. Even though he hasn't practiced kendo much, my mom has lost to him."

"what?"

Feeling that there was something wrong with her mother's words, Miyajima Sakura couldn't help but raise her pretty face, which was rosy and pink like cherry blossom petals.

"Really~" Not surprised by her daughter's surprise, Miyajima Tsubaki briefly recounted the process of her meeting Sasaki and her battle with him.

"Yan...Yan Hui?"

After the mother's narration.

I heard about this legendary sword technique being performed by someone about my own age.

Miyajima Sakura widened her narrow and charming eyes, slightly opened her mouth, and looked incredulous.

It's fine if something from the legend is brought into play by someone.

After all, it is a sword skill that has been recorded in history.

Maybe there is some secret successor.

However, the successor who displayed the legendary sword skills was actually the same age as her and had never been exposed to kendo before, which made her unacceptable.

If her mother hadn't experienced it herself, Miyajima Sakura would never believe it.

This is as ridiculous as saying that a monkey can be admitted to the University of Tokyo.

But there is no need for mom to lie to herself.

After all, sword skills are real things.

It is easy to be exposed.

Because if you can, you can, and if you can’t, you can’t.

There is no such thing as an operation that can be performed on a sudden flash of inspiration.

But... someone who doesn't know swordsmanship at all... can actually "return the swallow", this...

Although there is a difference between swordsmanship and kendo...but this is too...

Seeing her mother's confident tone, Miyajima Sakura was full of curiosity about this "lover" she had never met before.

Because she was born into a military family and was educated by her grandfather, Miyajima Sakura was not as rebellious as her mother was when she was a girl.

I don’t think there is anything wrong with parents or other elders deciding my marriage.

However, she doesn't mind the person her mother introduced to her.

But it’s hard to say that I have any good feelings towards him.

After all, we have never met.

If it is a match for your own family.

All the comments I heard about the boy were that he practiced kendo diligently, was a loyal person, or other non-special descriptions.

Although the mother did not tell the person who would "return with the swallow" in detail.

All he said was that he defeated her using "Swallow Return" without ever touching a sword.

But these alone were enough to arouse Miyajima Sakura's curiosity about that person.

Because from childhood to adulthood, she has been either studying or practicing sword.

And she also likes practicing sword very much.

In kendo, she has confidence that is no less than anyone else of her peers.

This is the confidence she has accumulated from practicing sword skills again and again and defeating her opponents in competitions again and again.

But today, the person her mother was talking about challenged her self-confidence.

Even though he defeated his mother.

But a woman from a samurai family, a descendant of the Miyajima school, would not be timid because of her fame.

If he could really beat himself.

I can, or rather I am very willing to be his wife.

Compared with the mother's gentle face and warm and gentle temperament after years of precipitation.

Although Miyajima Sakura's face is a little immature, her temperament is more sharp, making her appearance look somewhat fierce.

The fighting spirit that rose in her at this moment further intensified her sense of fierceness.

It made her look like a long sword drawn from its sheath, sharp and intimidating.

I noticed a change in my daughter.

Knowing that she had a good impression of Sasaki, Miyajima Tsubaki gently stroked her daughter's hair:

"Don't be impatient~ I just have this idea now. The details will depend on father and Sasaki-kun."

"So is mom going to talk to grandpa about this?" Although he was eager to see the person who defeated his mother.

But the patience she had developed from years of sword practice did not allow her to say anything to urge him.

"Yes~"

She raised her body slightly, and her breasts, which were outlined by dark blue jeans and looked particularly full and round, slowly rose up like a full moon and left the sofa.

Standing up straight, Miyajima Tsubaki smiled softly at her daughter curled up on the sofa and said, "Xiaoying, go to bed first. I'll go talk to your grandfather about this."

"Hmm~"

Looking at her mother's back as she walked towards the study, Miyajima Sakura nodded expectantly.

Come outside the study.

Miyajima Tsubaki knocked on the door lightly.

dong dong——

"Is that Xiaochun? Come in."

Hearing the powerful response coming from inside the house, Miyajima Tsubaki pushed open the door.

The first thing he saw was an old man in a black bathrobe sitting cross-legged on the tatami under the soft light. There was a photo album and a cup of hot tea with smoke rising on the table in front of him.

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