Tokyoites don't have martial virtue

95. Makoto Kyushu's preferred type of girl

After finishing his divination at the Night Tour of Heavenly Sound, Kyushu Makoto hurriedly took his leave.

To be honest, after listening to her divination, Makoto Kyushu did have a feeling of "Isn't this talking about me?"

But he would never believe a single word a fortune teller said.

When someone thinks, "This divination is so accurate, it must be about me!", they have already fallen into the fortune teller's trap, and it's not impossible for them to be swindled out of their entire fortune in the future.

But Kyushu Makoto is not a rigid person; on the contrary, he is a materialist who only believes what he sees with his own eyes.

If someone could demonstrate superpowers to him—like firing a ki blast or summoning a ghost on the spot, although the possibility is extremely slim—he would definitely admit the existence of mysticism on the spot.

In the following days, Kyushu Makoto took the opportunity to ask Suzumiya Momiji about borrowing money.

However, Suzumiya Momiji remained silent on the matter, so Kyushu Makoto had no choice but to give up for the time being to avoid making a fool of himself.

"What? Kyushu-ge kissed... kissed you?"

On the rooftop during lunch break, Suzuki Yujin couldn't hide his voice at all and shouted loudly.

He then glanced around the rooftop and, after confirming that Kyushu Makoto and Karasukawa Sakifumi had not yet arrived, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, he kissed me, though it was on my forehead." Mizuhashi Eiji lowered her head shyly, her cheeks flushed, as she mentioned this.

"Wow, you're so proactive. Does he like me too?"

"Wait a minute, did he kiss you because he likes you?" Suzuki Yuujin sensed something was wrong:

Is it possible that he kissed you because he was thinking, "I want Mizuhashi-kun to write something even better"?

"Huh?" Mizuhashi Eiji's eyes widened, a hint of disappointment appearing in her bright, watery eyes:

"So, does that mean you don't actually like me, senior?"

"There's no need to be so discouraged!" Tang Zegui, who was eating heartily next to him, picked up his chopsticks and suggested:

"Why don't we just go ask Brother Jiuzhou? He's so straightforward, he'll definitely tell us what's on his mind!"

"That's right, let's do it that way!" Suzuki Yuujin clapped his hands, reassuring him.

"I'll go and test the waters for you, to see if Kyushu-ge has any feelings for you. If he does, you can just confess to him!"

"Really? Is it really okay?" Mizuhashi Eiji clasped her hands together nervously and bowed deeply in gratitude.

"Thank you so much, Suzuki-senpai!"

When Kyushu Makoto arrived at the rooftop, he noticed that everyone was looking at him with strange eyes, as if they had something to say.

"What's wrong? Is something the matter?" Kyushu Makoto asked.

"No, no~" Suzuki Yuujin quickly grabbed his bento box and started eating, pretending nothing had happened.

But after Kyushu Makoto ate the hard-boiled egg from his bento box, Suzuki Yuuji casually asked:

"Kyushu-kun, I'm curious, what kind of girl do you like?"

This question caused everyone present to stop eating and focus their attention on him. The two girls, in particular, reacted noticeably, their eyes fixed on his lips with a mixture of nervous anticipation and excitement.

"Me?" Kyushu Makoto asked, puzzled. "Why do you need to know this?"

"I was just curious!" Suzuki Yuujin was good at stirring up the atmosphere, and immediately stretched out his arms to draw a large circle:

"I mentioned it before, right? I like older sister types, the kind who are very understanding and really, really mature! Haha, it's okay if Kyushu-kun doesn't want to say—I was just asking casually!"

“It’s alright, I can speak.” Kyushu Makoto thought for a moment and replied earnestly:

"I like girls who can fight."

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Everyone simultaneously showed expressions of extreme confusion, with Mizuhashi Eiki and Karasukawa Saki blinking rapidly as if they had almost misheard.

"Wait, does Kyushu-san have some special interest?" After a moment's hesitation, Suzuki Yuujin frowned and asked tentatively:

"For example, fighting with your girlfriend?"

"I don't have that kind of hobby, and I would never hit my girlfriend without a reason." Kyushu Makoto frankly stated his true feelings without any attempt to hide them.

"But being my girlfriend would be dangerous, so she has to be able to fight."

Kyushu's idea is not unfounded; it is based on a sound logical framework.

Some superhero movies feature a plot where the superhero protagonist has an ordinary girlfriend who is frequently kidnapped by the villain and can only helplessly wait for the protagonist to rescue her.

Even worse, the girlfriend might be caught in the crossfire during the protagonist's battle with the antagonist and tragically die. The protagonist, in a fit of extreme grief, would then unleash his full power and annihilate the antagonist, resolving the crisis.

In Kyushu Makoto's view, such men are extremely irresponsible.

They shouldn't date ordinary people, or even maintain overly close relationships with them, otherwise they'll only drag them into a crisis and ultimately harm them.

If a man possesses extraordinary abilities and frequently has to fight dangerous enemies, then he must find a girlfriend of similar ability, or simply not date at all—this is what is meant by "with great power comes great responsibility."

Although Makoto Kyushu cannot call himself a "superhero," his personality often puts him in danger and makes him a target for retaliation.

He remembered that in his past life he had a dispute with a rich young man in a night market. The reason was that he intervened to stop the man from getting drunk and harassing passersby.

As a result, the rich young man held a grudge against him and dug up his background information that very night:

Parents: None; Lover: None; Relatives: None; He only has an adoptive father who runs a small, unknown martial arts school, who is probably a fake martial arts fraudster.

The following night, the rich young master arrived at Chen Jiuzhou's door with more than a dozen armed thugs, intending to teach Chen Jiuzhou a lesson.

Unfortunately, they were unlucky and happened to run into several students conducting nunchaku sparring training.

An hour later, the rich young man was sent to the ICU of the city's top hospital. Moreover, he was seriously injured in "self-defense" during the "burglary with weapons" incident, and he had no way to express his suffering.

The matter ended in a satisfying conclusion, but Chen Jiuzhou only felt a lingering fear.

If Chen Jiuzhou had parents, relatives, friends, or a girlfriend at the time, they would very likely have been the ones to suffer the revenge.

Even so, Chen Jiuzhou could not give up his desire to help others and become a law-abiding citizen.

The purpose of his learning martial arts is to help more people suffering, just as his master adopted him. If he is not allowed to fight against evil and uphold justice, it would be tantamount to depriving him of the meaning of learning martial arts, leaving him with no reason to embrace it.

Perhaps he is like a superhero in a movie, destined to face constant danger throughout his life, which led him to the idea that "my girlfriend must be strong enough."

This doesn't mean he's unwilling to take responsibility for his girlfriend, but rather that in dangerous situations, his girlfriend can at least hold on until he arrives to save her, so that her body isn't already cold by the time he gets there.

"In short, my minimum requirements for a girlfriend are three," Kyushu Makoto said slowly, holding up three fingers.

"He has mastered at least three martial arts styles and can fight me to a draw when I am at 60% of my strength."

"Possessing emergency combat capabilities, able to safely fight back and kill five armed thugs if encountered in an alley."

"I have a certain awareness of crisis prevention. When I walk on the street, I can always sense that someone might rush up and stab me, and I can immediately take countermeasures."

After finishing speaking, Kyushu Makoto confidently added, "This is the bare minimum requirement. If it doesn't meet this requirement, I won't be interested in her."

"Wait, wait, wait!" Suzuki Yuujin clutched his head, completely bewildered. "Is this really the standard for choosing a girlfriend?! Don't be ridiculous!"

Makoto Kyushu's attitude remained unchanged: "I'm serious. If I can't find someone, I'd rather stay single for the rest of my life."

“These are really demanding requirements,” Karakawa Sakifumi said with a worried expression, pinching her chin and sighing.

She had fought against Kyushu Makoto and knew that her junior's strength was an insurmountable mountain; she was currently far from reaching his level.

Thank goodness I didn't confess my feelings last time, otherwise I would definitely have been rejected by this weirdo. She clicked her tongue inwardly, wondering if she should ask her father for advice on how to become stronger.

As for Mizuhashi Eiji, her eyes were already flashing like a broken light bulb, and she sat there speechless.

97. Love makes people stronger.

"Teacher Ushiwakamaru, what did you say?"

Inside the counseling room, Mizuhashi Eiji blinked her big eyes, almost thinking she had misheard.

"I said I can teach you martial arts," Teacher Niu Ruowan said slowly, holding up three fingers.

"When the teacher was in high school, he was a sports student on the kendo team. Later, he also learned judo and self-defense, so he has three martial arts in total."

"Huh? But how much tuition will the teacher charge?" Mizuhashi Eiki asked in surprise and concern.

"No tuition fee needed. I'm almost retired, and I don't have much to do anyway," said Mr. Ushiwakamaru, fanning himself with a simple smile.

"If Mizuhashi-kun wants to express his gratitude, all he needs to do is provide me with meals~"

"Is it really possible?" Mizuhashi Eiji still couldn't believe it.

"It's true, your teacher didn't lie to you." Teacher Ushiwakamaru gave her a reassuring look.

"Haha~ As you know, I, as a teacher, absolutely cannot ignore students who are in trouble."

"Th-those are truly my deepest gratitude, teacher!" As if grasping at a lifeline, Mizuhashi Eiji quickly stood up, bowed, and nodded with a flattered expression: "As long as I can gain your approval, I will persevere through no matter how arduous the training is!"

Teacher Niu Ruowan clapped his hands and announced, "Alright, let's start with one hundred sit-ups, one hundred push-ups, one hundred squats, and a ten-kilometer run every day!"

"Huh?" Mizuhashi Ei-hi tilted her head in surprise, then shrank back in fright.

"Haha~ Just kidding, please don't take it to heart." Teacher Ushiwakamaru couldn't help but laugh, then turned serious and said:

"From now on, after school every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday, please change into your gym clothes and come to the school gymnasium to find me. Is this arrangement acceptable?"