Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 215 What determines victory or defeat in swordsmanship?
"Why are you suddenly bringing this up?" Mizuki Ono asked rhetorically.

Ono Mika smiled slightly, and the atmosphere became warm and harmonious, less serious.

Ono Mizuki felt relieved, realizing that her sister was just chatting casually and not asking any questions with any special meaning.

“Aren’t a lot of people into arguing lately?” Mika Ono said.

“It was like that before,” Mizuki Ono said, puzzled. “Ever since kindergarten, he’s been surrounded by girls, and those girls even fought over him.”

“Things are different now than before,” Mika Ono explained. “Now we have money, so Ri doesn’t need to do part-time jobs anymore. He’s also older, and the girls around him have become top-notch beauties like Amakusa and Tenyu.”

"Oh." Ono Mizuki's tone implied, 'What does this have to do with me?'

"So, I'm asking you if you like him. If you do, you can't wait any longer."

Instead of answering directly, Ono Mizuki asked, "What about you, sister?"

She also tried to use a casual tone, as if they were joking with each other.

"If you don't like it, I'm going to do it." Mika Ono's tone was more like teasing her younger sister.

"Okay!" Ono Mizuki laughed, "Sister, you do it! I support you!"

Mika Ono confirmed two things.

First, Mitsuki likes Ri Aoyama;

Secondly, like herself, Mizuki also hopes that her loved ones will be happy.

"I was just kidding," Mika Ono laughed. "I've always treated Ritsu like a younger brother."

"No wonder you treat him better than you treat me!" Ono Mizuki pouted and joked.

"Come on."

"." Ono Mitsuki stopped talking.

Ono Mika smiled as she watched her younger sister.

Two hours later, Aoyama finished training. The kendo room, which he had only used once, was so dirty that it needed to be thoroughly cleaned.

"Glug! Glug!" He drank the water, his whole body wriggling as if alive, vying for the water flowing into his body.

After a while, this sense of life slowly faded away, as if it had been satisfied.

This body transformed from 'divine' and 'monster' into 'graceful' and 'slender and robust'.

Even Aoyama himself was unaware that, although he thought that after two hours he had completely regained his autonomy, the system was still controlling the internal workings to ensure maximum growth.

Muscles don't get stronger during training, they grow during recovery.

Aoyama Rin, panting, glanced at the system.

Kendo: C

There has been no growth, but it shouldn't be far off.

—Is it better to stay in the hotel and receive instruction now, or to agree to Jun Aizawa's request and go out to compete against people from prestigious kendo schools?
Try them all.

We aim to raise the rating to [B] before the Yulongqi competition begins.

—And [Speed: C], it would be best if it could be improved.

With a B in strength, speed, and physique, plus a B in kendo, the chances of winning the Jade Dragon Flag Championship should be pretty high, if not guaranteed.

Unfortunately, Aoyama Osamu's Bs are all beginner-level Bs.

The distance between A and B is 100 meters; he has only just stepped onto the starting line.

After putting on his pants, Aoyama Risa walked out of the kendo room.

"Put your clothes on!" Mizuki Ono scolded, eating grapes.

“I’m wearing pants.” Aoyama Ryou glanced at her white dress.

“Yes, the housekeeper said we can have lunch at the hotel restaurant,” Mika Ono said.

"Let's go to a restaurant?"

"Go try it!" Ono Mika said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go take a shower now."

Back in my room, my clothes were neatly hung in the closet.

The hotel restaurant has a casual decor and exquisite dishes. If you glance at the ceiling casually, you might have the illusion of being at a luxurious ball in a dream.

Turning our attention back to the restaurant, the atmosphere was just right for comfort.

The guests were talking in hushed tones, the volume reaching each other's ears only conveying a faint sense of pleasure, making it impossible to hear the specific content.

"Do you need money?" Mizuki Ono asked secretly.

“I can afford it,” Aoyama Rie said.

“I won’t pay,” Mika Ono said.

Aoyama Riya lowered his voice: "Mizuki, let's run first."

The three of them laughed at the same time.

hum~
Aoyama reached for his phone.

"Senior Miyako has come to check on the writer," said Mizuki Ono.

"Mizuki, let's go first," said Mika Ono.

"Wait a minute!" Aoyama Risa quickly showed his phone screen. "Don't underestimate the bond between men, it's Aizawa!"

Aizawa, well done!

Ono Mika smiled with her lips pursed.

"What does Aizawa-senpai want with you?" Ono Mizuki curiously examined the text on her phone. "Address? Oh, their accommodation address. They said there's training this afternoon and asked if you're going."

“Go ahead,” said Aoyama Risa. “You guys come with me to watch our training, and then go out to play tonight? Or, do you stay at the hotel and wait for me to come back?”

“Training must be boring,” Mizuki Ono said.

"The kendo club is here for the competition, we're not going," said Mika Ono.

"Alright, I'll try to finish this quickly!"

"No need to rush, we won't go out before dark," Ono Mizuki said nonchalantly.

After finishing their meal, they returned to their room, only to find that the kendo room had already been cleaned. The Ono sisters looked surprised, as if it were the first time the older generation had ever seen a robot vacuum cleaner.

Aoyama Risa took the bamboo sword and left the hotel.

The Kaimei High School Kendo Club stayed at a hotel, but Aoyama Risa's meeting point with them was Chikushigaoka High School.

On the way there, Aoyama Ryo consulted some materials and discovered that Fukuoka was indeed a region that produced many kendo masters.

Among them, Chikushigaoka's strength can be described as the king of the Kyushu region and the top level in the country.

Playing training matches against schools like this, with the mindset of "broadening one's horizons," might be beneficial to Kaiming High School's mental state.

"Qingshan!" At the school gate, Jun Aizawa waved from afar.

"Sorry I'm late, I'm a little lost," said Aoyama Risa.

"The match has already begun!"

"Then why are you still here? You're finished?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Jun Aizawa retorted forcefully, then added, "Although that might be the truth. Now we're starting the girls' club."

How strong is the girls' club at Chikushigaoka?

"They're not as good as Fukuoka Girls' High School, which is also a famous kendo school in Fukuoka, but they're not weak either, after all, their training system is there. But we have Sword Princess, so it's hard to say who will win!"

After saying that, he urged impatiently, "Let's go, let's go watch the game together!"

The two started running.

As expected of a prestigious kendo school, the dojo is just as impressive as Kaiming.

They took off their shoes, quietly entered the dojo, and sat down in the group from Kaiming High School.

"How is it going?" Jun Aizawa asked a man from the kendo club in a low voice.

"We've lost everything except for Fiora, and the opponent is still playing forward."

"What?!" Jun Aizawa looked at the center of the field in surprise.

In Kendo team competitions, excluding substitutes, there are a total of five members: forward, second forward, center forward, vice-captain, and captain.

In theory, the forwards are the weakest of the five – though that's not necessarily true.

Four players from Kaiming High School failed to defeat a single opponent. Regardless of where this forward is actually ranked, it is a huge blow to Kaiming.

"Don't underestimate them!" the opposing coach shouted.

"Fiora!!" The entire Kaiming team cheered.

"Begin!" the referee announced.

Everyone held their breath and remained silent.

Aoyama Riya watched the game intently.

As an enlightened individual, he naturally hoped that Fiora would win, especially since it would provide valuable material for his research.

As a Japanese-French mixed-race individual, Fiora is much taller than her opponents, and her sword-wielding posture is quite imposing—to earn the title of 'Fiora' is not something that can be achieved simply by having strength.

"what!!"

Despite being girls, the two unleashed astonishing battle cries.

Without hesitation, the Fiora followed her swordsmanship and slashed!

They didn't care about the opponent's four-game winning streak.

Both were wearing protective gear, so their looks were irrelevant. But just by looking at their swordsmanship styles, everyone's attention would be drawn to Elsa Tenyu.

This is truly outstanding.

"hand!"

The opposing forward dodged the attack, circled around to the Fiora's side with uncanny speed, and delivered a swift and decisive strike.

At Kaiming High School, those sitting in the front row forgot to breathe.

"Snap!" The Fiora caught it steadily.

They took a step forward, and their swords clashed against each other.

The squares on their faces were almost intertwined.

The two retreated simultaneously, as if by prior arrangement, and faced each other again.

The opposing striker subtly twitched the tip of his sword, like a venomous snake that might bite at any moment;
The Fiora's sword was almost completely still, making it impossible to discern the dangers beneath the deep pool.

The striker suddenly leaped forward.

"noodle!!"

"Tong!" Sword Maiden stepped forward as well.

Neither of them hit the target.

They thought they would separate, but instead, they chased after each other at the same time.

"hand!!"

There was still no result.

The swords clashed, creating distance, and then attacked again.

Keep trying to suppress your opponent, create traps, see through traps, and spot weaknesses.
The tense atmosphere on the field, as tight as a pinprick, spread to the audience, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.

"what!!"

The forward seized the opportunity and slashed the Fiora in the abdomen, then was knocked back as if sent flying.

Everyone at Kaiming High School was on tenterhooks.

Ok!

Of the three referees, only one deemed the strike valid.

"Danger!" someone shouted from Tsukushi Hill.

The striker was startled; without realizing it, she had already reached the boundary line.

Before she could regain her composure, the Fiora had already slashed at her.

"hand!!"

Before the striker could raise his hand, the referee had already done so.

"Ah!!!" The students from Kaiming High School roared in battle.

Sword Princess, the captain of the Kaiming High School Girls' Kendo Club, finally defeated the opponent's forward who had achieved a four-kill streak.

With the opposing team's second forward entering the game, Fiora secured another victory.

The center forward and vice-captain were both defeated by the Sword Maiden.

Four-game winning streak!
Finally, checkmate!
"Can we win?" Both sides were asking the same question.

"Begin!" the referee announced.

Even after killing four people, Fiora continued to attack aggressively—no, even more aggressively—to disrupt the opponent's defense.

She applies this attitude not only to swordsmanship, but to every aspect of her life—cut!

The opposing general turned into a rock, offering no response whatsoever; defense, defense, defense.

Time passed little by little.

With ten seconds left, the opposing team's star player was still on the defensive.

"How terrifying," Jun Aizawa couldn't help but exclaim.

He managed to maintain an impenetrable defense amidst Fiora's relentless and relentless attacks.

The Fiora swung her sword as if she were about to crush him.

At the last moment, Fiora found an opportunity.

"Noodles."

"stop!"

Fiora landed the hit, but...

"Tie!" the referee announced.

The Sword Maiden and the opposing general were both panting heavily, as if they had both forgotten to breathe.

"They actually tied," a male member of the kendo club whispered.

“We should be happy,” another person said.

"Yes," someone said with a wry smile.

In the kendo club of the same school, the girls tied, but the boys lost. What could the boys do? They could only smile bitterly.

"Don't be discouraged!" the coach said in a deep voice. "Their women's team isn't very good, but their men's team is a runner-up team. Just stay calm and play with a relaxed mindset!"

"Yes!"

Jun Aizawa wanted to say, "We still have Aoyama," but this was a sports club with military-style management, so he didn't dare to say anything more.

During halftime, Aoyama went to change his clothes.

As I walked out of the changing room, I saw the girls from the women's kendo club coming out.

"Aoyama-kun~" They were old acquaintances.

"Thank you for your hard work," Aoyama Risa said with a smile.

"Elsa." Kana Higashiura pointed to the changing room, clasped her hands together in a gesture of entrustment, "It's up to you."

"etc."

The girls laughed and ran away, like a small wave that choked Aoyama Rin before quickly disappearing into the sea.

After a moment's hesitation, Aoyama Ryo stood in front of the women's changing room.

Just in case, he knocked on the door first.

"Come in." Elsa Tenyu's voice carried a hint of forced composure after trying to compose herself.

Aoyama Risa pushed open the door and went in.

Elsa Tenyu just stood up, taking off her kendo uniform as she did so.

Her black kendo uniform top was pulled down to her arms, revealing her beautiful and attractive shoulders and her well-proportioned and beautiful chest, both of which were snow-white and flawless.

And then there's her tall, slender figure and her slim waist.

Every single one of them makes it difficult to breathe.

“Sorry.” Aoyama closed the door.

--system!!

If he could still fight the shadowy figure, Aoyama would rather die than let the shadowy figure suffer a fatal blow, so that the system would learn a lesson.

[Kendo Jade Dragon Flag: 63%]

Watching the game didn't increase my score, but watching Fiora change her outfit did. Is this book even going to be written?
Aoyama could leave immediately, but while he could refrain from comforting Elsa Amayu, he had to apologize to her.

After a while, Elsa Tenyu, who had changed into sportswear, came out.

"I'm sorry." Aoyama Ryou bowed slightly.

“I let you in.” Elsa Tianyu shook her head gently. “Besides, because of this accident, I feel much better.”

Actually, being seen made me feel much better?

This hobby can't really be called obscure or hopeless.

The two walked out.

"Will you play?" Elsa Tenyu asked.

"It depends on how the coach arranges things." After a brief pause, Aoyama said, "You've already done very well. If you had just a little more time, you could definitely beat her."

Tianyu Elsa simply shook her head gently.

Her golden hair, cascading over her shoulders, was as radiant as gold and as soft as silk, exuding a captivating fragrance.

However, her goddess-like face now resembled a mask.

Emotionally stable?

Or is it a cover-up or a signal?

After all, the match time won't increase, and the result won't change.

“Come see me tomorrow during the day,” Aoyama Risa said. “I will guide you.”

"Although I haven't decided whether to give up pursuing you, I won't give up just because I want to learn kendo from you."

“Tomorrow’s guidance doesn’t count,” Aoyama Rido said.

The guidance from System Aoyama Risa is so effective that its impact is beyond description. In any game, it would be a powerful card that could declare victory immediately.

Moreover, Elsa Tenyu herself is madly obsessed with swordsmanship.

Once you've experienced it once, Aoyama Risa will start negotiating terms the next time.

The two returned to the main hall, and it was the men's turn to compete.

"Qingshan, you go first," the coach said.

"Me? The first one?"

What exactly happened that made the coach, who had just advised everyone to calm down, arrange for Aoyama Risa to be the first to play?
In the Jade Dragon Flag competition, whether you're a forward or a captain, as long as you defeat all the opponents, you win. If Aoyama Risa were on the field, he could single-handedly lead Kaiming to victory.

But does this make sense for Enlightened Kendo itself?
Besides the Jade Dragon Flag, there are many other competitions in Kendo.

Jun Aizawa walked up to Osamu Aoyama and whispered, "They just said they'd take on all five of us by themselves!"

Aoyama Ryo's reaction surprised him.

"Why aren't you angry?!" he asked.

“I wasn’t here just now, so it wasn’t meant for me,” Aoyama Rido said.

Elsa Amane waved her hand, and Jun Aizawa immediately dodged.

She walked up to Aoyama Risa, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "If we win, I'll keep what happened in the locker room a secret."

Aoyama looked at her.

Elsa Tianyu nodded and patted his back lightly: "Let's go!"

It was as if she had just said something encouraging to him, like, 'If I lose, I'll go to the police station and report you for sexual harassment.'

(End of this chapter)