Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 218 When faced with difficulties, should we back down?!
Today's opponent is Higashi Fukuoka, a high school located in Hakata Ward.

"Over here!" Jun Aizawa waved from afar.

"Sorry, I almost got lost again today!" Aoyama Risa ran towards the school gate, his forehead covered in sweat.

"There's nothing we can do about it. If someone from Fukuoka went to Tokyo, they would definitely get lost too. Let's go."

"Has it started yet?"

"The women's team matches are over, and we won! Fiora was amazing! Kana did a great job too, and her voice is so cute!"

"Okay, I understand. What about the men's group?" Aoyama asked.

"It's starting soon, and if you don't come soon, I'm not waiting for you anymore!" Jun Aizawa said.

"The competition is the priority, you don't need to worry about me."

The two started running, exchanged a few words, and then stopped talking, focusing intently on running towards the kendo dojo.

The schools that make reservations through Kaiming are all prestigious schools, and Higashi Fukuoka is no exception. It is a perennial champion in high school kendo championships, so its kendo dojo is naturally also very good.

It's unclear what price the schools paid to hold practice matches against these prestigious kendo schools.

However, being strong in kendo does not necessarily mean that the school is good. For example, some schools whose baseball teams can reach Koshien have extremely low deviation scores. As mentioned before, after graduation, their students have to compete with Indians and Vietnamese for jobs.

They were lucky to have caught a good era—Aoyama Osamu is no longer in the business, otherwise they would still be competing with him.

From this perspective, perhaps enlightenment wouldn't require too much sacrifice to get these schools to agree.

Of course, Aoyama doesn't know the specifics, but he can consult Miyayo Yaeko about it when he has time—this time it really is for research purposes.

While lost in thought, the two arrived at the kendo dojo.

"The changing room is over there!" Jun Aizawa pointed into the distance.

“I’ll take you there.” Elsa Tianyu stood up.

"No need." Aoyama Risa ran straight over.

Elsa was about to chase after her when she was pulled back by Kana Higashiura.

“Elsa!” Kana Higashiura glared at her.

She glanced around cautiously, then let go of his hand. There were many people around, so she didn't continue speaking.

The girls of Higashifukuoka, like sunflowers seeing the sun, all watched Aoyama Osamu leave.

"That's very rude." The head of the women's club in Higashifukuoka coughed lightly, reminding the members.

Everyone became shy.

soon.

"They're out!" someone whispered.

They turned into sunflowers again, gazing at Aoyama Rin, who had changed into his kendo uniform, and watching him sit in the Kaimei High School team.

"There are so many handsome men in Tokyo," someone exclaimed in a poetic manner.

"Is he the only handsome one? The others are about the same as the boys in our school."

"Hey, their deviation score is 76! Completely different from the boys at our school!"

"Wow! So that person is handsome, smart, and skilled in kendo?"

"Is there any way to make him fall in love with me during the Jade Dragon Flag period?"

"Then, you video chat every day, during summer vacation, long vacation, and winter vacation. He comes to Fukuoka, or you go to Tokyo. After you graduate from high school, you go to Tokyo, and the two of you live together, right?"

"No, there isn't any."

"Heh, shut up, you bitch, because that's what I think too."

Despite the loss, the Higashifukuoka women's team seemed unaffected.

After the men's competition began, the Higashifukuoka men's team became the most excited.

Elsa's goddess-like beauty and her sword-wielding charm have long since captivated them. But how can they make the goddess remember them?

Of course, it's about defeating the boys' team from the goddess's school.

Meanwhile, the boys' team from Kaiming High School had already figured out their opponents' intentions through repeated practice matches.

Higashifukuoka Men's Team: "Kill!"

Enlightened Men's Group: "Let's go!"

The first match in the men's group.

"Red team, Kaiming, Vanguard, Nisshin, Aizawa Jun!"

"White side, Higashifukuoka, vanguard, second year, Arai Yuta!"

"Yuta, take his head!"

The referee announced, "Begin!"

Both sides probed each other, exchanging blows for several rounds, until Jun Aizawa was struck in the hand.

"White wins!"

The second match in the men's group.

Jun Aizawa wasn't really interested in watching the game and was feeling depressed.

Kana Higashiura glanced at him.

At that moment, she saw Aoyama Risa kneeling beside Aizawa Jun, watching the match and speaking softly.

“It’s okay to feel discouraged,” said Aoyama Risa. “But don’t forget to turn discouragement into motivation.”

“Yes, I understand!” Jun Aizawa nodded, pursing his lips.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to stay calm, looked at the field, and tried his best to learn.

He only wanted to make his future easier through kendo, but he would feel bad if he actually lost.

"White wins!"

Even the open-minded second striker lost.

The opposing striker scored twice in a row!
The center forward, about to take the field, began to sweat.

"Coach?" Kinoshita, the captain of the kendo club and also the team leader, asked tentatively.

"Hmm—" the coach pondered.

Should we keep the center on the court? Or should we bring in a stronger player to break the opponent's momentum?
Or, to put it another way, winning a game early on, avoiding a three- or four-game losing streak, means that even if you lose in the end, it won't be too embarrassing.

The coach raised his eyes and looked at the center: "It's okay to lose, but you can't run away. Go for it!"

"Yes!" The center forward stood up, holding the bamboo sword, and stood up resolutely.

[Kendo Jade Dragon Flag: 67%]

At Kaiming High School, everyone, regardless of whether they were in the boys' or girls' group, had a serious expression on their face.

The third game of the men's group.

"start!"

"Ah!!!" the open-minded center roared.

Despite his roar, Aoyama felt that the center forward was not like a ferocious beast, but more like a wild bull with nowhere to run, who had decided to lower its head and fight for its life.

"Ha!!" The opposing striker bared his fangs like a tiger.

"Bang!" The two bamboo swords collided.

The opposing striker's bamboo sword grazed past the open-minded center's ear.

Low gasps of surprise rang out around Aoyama Risa.

He didn't hear it, his eyes glued to the field.

--come on!
The open-minded center forward slid to the side of the opposing forward.

"Tong!" The bamboo sword lashed out like a whip.

"Snap!" The forward blocked with his bamboo sword.

Both sides exert force simultaneously, resulting in the sword blades pushing against each other.

"With your abilities, you can only participate in competitions like the Jade Dragon Flag, which have no entry restrictions," the forward whispered.

"Because we're all busy taking entrance exams for the University of Tokyo, Kyoto University, Waseda University, and Keio University."

"So that's why your kendo is as weak as that of elementary school students?"

The two separated and entered another testing phase, their eyes now filled with genuine murderous intent.

"Die!!!" the opposing striker roared.

"Ah!!" the open-minded center roared.

My blood was boiling.

As expected of a prestigious kendo school, every strike from the opposing forward was remarkably decisive.

The open-minded center forward held firm.

"Time!" a teammate reminded him.

Then everyone realized that they seemed to be with the center, struggling together, completely forgetting the passage of time.

Aoyama looked at the timer.

With one minute left until the four-minute mark, and having already held on for three minutes, if we can hold on for just one more minute, we can at least secure a draw.

It wasn't a win, but at least we didn't lose; we broke the opponent's winning streak!
The opposing striker suddenly stopped and took a slow, deep breath.

Then, just like at the beginning of the game, he slowly pointed the sword at the open center.

"Ah—noodles—!"

In an instant, the two men wielding bamboo swords switched places.

The kendo dojo was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The referee raises the red flag: "Red team wins!"

"Ah!!!" A roar erupted from Kaiming High School as the girls' group huddled together.

Aoyama couldn't help but applaud.

Won!

awesome!
Before they could even calm themselves down, the fourth round of the men's competition began.

Kai-Ming's center forward vs. Higashi Fukuoka's second forward.

In a split second, the open-minded center was defeated.

"It's alright, it's alright. You killed someone, and it was someone from Higashifukuoka!" The crowd welcomed the returning center forward as if he were a hero.

Men's fifth inning. Kai-mei, vice-captain, vs. Higashifukuoka, second striker.

In thirty seconds, the enlightened vice-general was defeated.

"I'm sorry," the lieutenant said, bowing his head in apology.

"It's alright," the coach gently shook his head.

Only one person remains at Kaiming High School.

The coach looked at the head of the kendo club and Aoyama Osamu, his expression once again showing a thoughtful look.

Practice matches are not only a test for the players, but also a test for the coaches.

How to do?
Aoyama has a higher probability of winning, but Kinoshita is the club president and has been the captain for a long time. Should he be replaced at a crucial moment?
Who should play?

The crowd fell silent, unsure of what to do.

“Let Aoyama-kun take over.” Department Head Kinoshita raised his head.

Everyone looked at him, then at Aoyama Ryo.

"I will follow the coach's instructions," Aoyama said calmly.

All eyes turned back to the coach.

Compared to the stagnant yet open atmosphere, Higashifukuoka was as lively as a nitrogen-filled balloon, almost floating to the ceiling.

"Kinoshita!" the coach called out.

Kinoshita took a deep breath: "Yes!"

In the final match of the men's division, Kai-mei Daisuke faced off against Higashi Fukuoka's second striker.

"start!"

Minister Kinoshita made no defense.

"Ah!!" He unleashed his footwork, like a swimming dragon, relentlessly attacking the opponent's secondary attack.

"Was it useful?" Higashi Fukuoka, the second-in-command, deflected the attack with his sword.

He said, "I started learning kendo in elementary school. Through kendo, I got a recommendation from a prestigious junior high school, and through kendo, I entered Higashi Fukuoka. I make a living with kendo. How could the swords of you Tokyo young masters possibly hit me?"

Oops!

Minister Kinoshita's heart skipped a beat.

The opponent wasn't a 'second striker' at all, but rather the 'captain' of Higashifukuoka!
Kaiming High School did not collect data intentionally.

The coach hopes that the team members can use their swords to measure the strength of Fukuoka's prestigious kendo schools, step by step, without any preconceived notions.

But the members still secretly did some research.

According to intelligence, the commander of Higashi Fukuoka is someone that, apart from the Kyushu Sword King, no one in Fukuoka dares to say they can definitely defeat him.

Even General Tsukushigaoka, who had received a copy from the Sword King, was not an option.

Commander vs. Commander.
whatever!
Kinoshita, the department head, put aside his distractions and did as the coach instructed.

You'll have to find out for yourself just how strong your opponent is!

Kinoshita steadied his heartbeat and continued his relentless attack.

The more he attacked, the more terrifying he found his opponent.

His mindset was like a tightly clenched lump of clay, constantly colliding with rocks, gradually loosening.

Facing the intense attacks from Minister Kinoshita, Higashifukuoka's "second striker" remained calm and composed, standing there like a majestic mountain, firmly connected to the earth.

It gives people a sense of being unshakeable.

"Card!!"

Higashi Fukuoka's "second striker" seemed to have only used a little force to cut down the head of the Kinoshita department.

Easy and freehand.

"Score! White wins!"

"The victory is decided!"

Kaimei vs. Higashifukuoka: Women's team wins, Men's team loses.

After bowing, they changed back into their sportswear and walked out of Higashi Fukuoka High School dejectedly.

"Hmm!" the coach suddenly nodded. "You've improved today!"

"."

"Is this even allowed?" someone couldn't help but complain.

"Isn't that right?" the coach asked with a smile. "Today, we didn't run away, and that's progress. Indeed, running away is easy, but if you want to improve, you still have to face it, whether it's kendo or life."

"Why are you suddenly talking about all these grand principles?" one of the girls laughed.

The coach looked at the women's team and affirmed, "The women's team did very well today!"

“It’s all thanks to Elsa,” said Kana Higashiura.

Elsa Tianyu gently shook her head: "Without you, I wouldn't be able to participate in the competition."

Women's Group: "."

Soon, they all gave her expressions that said, "We'll forgive you because you're so pretty, but this can't happen again."

"Men's group." The coach looked at the boys.

Some of the boys had their heads down, some stared straight at the coach, and some were unconsciously playing with their fingernails.

"I won't comfort you; only cowards need comforting." After a brief pause, the coach said, "I only have one thing to say to you—keep going!"

The boys all looked at the coach.

The coach looked at Aoyama Risa: "Aoyama-kun, I'm sorry I didn't let you play today."

“No matter what, I will follow the coach’s instructions,” Aoyama replied.

Although he didn't play, he learned a lot, not in terms of skills, but in terms of mentality.

"Goodbye." Aoyama Ryo said goodbye.

"Qingshan Jun." Tianyu Elsa said.

Aoyama Risa seemed not to hear him, and turned to leave with his bamboo sword pouch on his back.

The kendo club's attention immediately shifted from winning or losing to the two individuals.

"What's wrong?" someone asked Jun Aizawa.

Jun Aizawa looked at Kana Higashiura.

Kana Higashiura stared at the Sword Princess. The mother of the girl whose daughter fell in love with the blonde-haired demon would also stare at her daughter with the same look.

If she dares to move, I'll break her legs with my bamboo sword!

Whether we can win or not is another matter.

Determination is essential!
Back at the hotel, they shared a room, with two people sharing one room: Higashiura Kana and Amami Elsa.

After Elsa Amamiya finished showering, she was greeted by Kana Higashiura, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed. Elsa asked her to come over.

“I need to talk to you,” she said.

"A summary of the match?" Tianyu Elsa asked as she walked over.

"Life counseling!" said Kana Higashiura.

She tugged at Tianyu Elsa, making her sit on the bed as well.

"I'm asking you," Kana Higashiura lowered her voice, not because she was afraid of being overheard, but to make her tone sound serious, "Did Osamu Aoyama delete you?"

"Yes."

Did he explicitly say he had no feelings for you?

"Ah."

"Even after all this!" Kana Higashiura exclaimed in utter bewilderment, "Why do you still... still... still have expectations of him?"

"Do you back down when you encounter difficulties?" Elsa Tenyu asked.

"you--"

"Kana, you need to correct your thinking."

“Me—?” Kana Higashiura pointed to herself.

Elsa Amayu nodded: "You back down when faced with difficulties. That's why you're so weak, and you can only find a boyfriend like Aizawa who's not even worth killing."

"I am not Aizawa, and neither is he."

"In the battle of love, there are no referees. I will not stop until I have completely defeated the other party."

He deleted you!

"Delete contact information. It's not a referee. There has to be a referee. There's only one: 'He's getting married'—Kana, will you stop swinging your sword before the referee declares you the loser?" Amamiya Elsa asked.

"Fine, whatever."

Elsa Tianyu nodded in satisfaction.

In her view, this might also be a battle, and Higashiura Kana was cut down by her.

"Kana, help me think of a way. You're better at romance than I am." Elsa Amamiya sat closer.

What's most unbearable about Elsa Tenyu is her sincerity; she speaks her mind without any hesitation or contradiction.

"Sigh." Kana Higashiura sighed. "I'll think of something. Didn't you say that Osamu Aoyama was going to mentor you?"

"He changed his mind."

It's as if Aoyama Rika broke off the engagement.

“I’ll send Aizawa, have Aoyama Ryo guide Aizawa, and then we’ll go with him.” Higashiura Kana was pleased with her idea.

"Aizawa is still useful!" Elsa Amamiya gave the highest praise.

“You just said that he wasn’t even worth killing,” Higashiura Kana laughed.

"So I won't cut him down. You two are the truly evenly matched and equally matched opponents."

Kana Higashiura placed her hand on her chest; her pajamas clung tightly to her body, highlighting her youthful curves.

"I'm not angry, I'm not angry!" she whispered with her eyes closed, as if chanting a mantra.

She didn't see that Elsa Tenyu smiled at her.

Elsa Amane understands everything, yet she still chooses to live life the way she likes.

Worldly views? No need, cut them off.

(End of this chapter)