A newbie's anime life diary

Shaking his head, Xuehui said, "You're exaggerating. I know my own level. Besides, I'm just surnamed Hiratsuka. I had no connection with that family before I was even born, and my name isn't on the family tree."

"Huh? Is that so? I'm so sorry." Isayama Yomi was taken aback for a moment, then quickly bowed and apologized.

After waving her hand to indicate that she didn't care, Xuehui said, "Senior, please tell us what we need to do first, since the lunch break is limited."

The other three realized that only Yukiteru could handle this matter, so they remained silent and listened quietly. Yukinoshita glanced at Isayama Yomi and then fell into deep thought.

This senior student was very low-key before becoming the head of the kendo club. Although she was very beautiful, she didn't have any outstanding qualities other than kendo.

However, upon meeting her now, Yukinoshita could tell that the other party was extremely well-mannered. Compared to the so-called celebrities she had met before, Yomi Isayama possessed a faint, ancient aristocratic air about her, and she was completely unpretentious.

To put it bluntly, my own sister would probably find it very difficult to face the underworld.

'Strange, not only Isayama Yomi, but even Busujima Saeko—my sister never seems to have mentioned her. People like that should have piqued her interest. Busujima...Isayama...these are surnames I've never heard of before...'

Yukinoshita had a vague feeling that there were many things hidden in her family, and it seemed that she was the only one who didn't know them.

No one knew what Yukinoshita was thinking. After pondering for a moment, Isayama Yomi looked at Yukiteru and said, "That child will be coming to the kendo club again today. I would like to ask everyone to go to the kendo club after school and help me persuade her to stop doing this. It's not appropriate for me to intervene, but I might need Hiratsuka-kun's help. Actually, that child wasn't always like this. It's just that there have been some changes in her family recently, which has made her very emotional, so she's been looking for things to vent her frustrations on. But she's still kind at heart. I think, if possible, we should let her join your club."

"Joining the club is something I could consider, but what if I have to fight?" Xuehui pointed to himself and said with a wry smile, "Senior, but I don't know kendo."

Xuehui couldn't understand why Hiratsuka Shizuka would bring this matter to his side, since it wasn't something he was good at.

"Ms. Hiratsuka has seen that child's skills. She said that apart from me and a few others who are unable to help, only you, junior, can handle him."

"Then why doesn't Sister Jing go herself... Um, it seems like it's really not appropriate to let the teacher handle this kind of thing." After thinking about it, Xuehui understood.

It seems that even Jingjie is in a difficult position. She is not the instructor of the kendo club. If she hits too hard, she will be accused of bullying the freshmen. If she lets the other party have their way, others will think that she is incompetent.

And then, coincidentally, there was a ministry at the school.

How embarrassing!

Shaking his head, Xuehui said, "Okay, I understand. I'll go to the kendo club after school. I hope we don't have to fight; it just feels weird to spar with a girl."

“I’ve heard from Hiratsuka-sensei about the members of the club, and I believe this place would be a good fit for her. It’s the only way for her right now. I’m counting on you all.” Isayama Yomi stood up and bowed to the group.

After leaving, the group exchanged glances, and Hachiman said, "We seem to have forgotten to ask this upperclassman what her name is."

"Ah, I noticed that too. We don't even know anything about the other person. It's not like playing Pokémon where you just attack them until they're low on health and then throw them a Poké Ball. They're a first-year student, a troublemaker? This is going to be difficult..." Xuehui chimed in.

"I feel like there's something odd about your analogy," Yukinoshita said, frowning as she looked at the other person.

"The words may be rough, but the principle is sound."

Shrugging, Xuehui looked at the group and said, "There's no use dwelling on this now. Let's go over there and see what happens before we figure something out."

Xuehui wasn't too worried. Although he wasn't good at verbal sparring, Jingjie had suggested that he take precautions, so she must have weighed the pros and cons.

Leaving the clubroom and walking to class, Yui asked, "Hey, Yukiteru, that murderous sword you guys were talking about earlier, does it really exist? It felt like I was listening to a story."

"Actually, it's not that mysterious. It's called a killing sword, but it's probably just a set of sword techniques used by samurai in the past. Compared to the common swordsmanship of today, it's a kind of battlefield technique with a strong enough aura to intimidate people into not being able to fight." Hachiman analyzed, combining what he knew from reading books before.

"Is that so?" Yui shook her head; she still felt something was off.

"Although there are some differences, it's roughly the same idea. It's similar to the aura of a soldier, only the aura of someone who practices this kind of swordsmanship is more intense and aggressive. These people usually work as high-level bodyguards, but those with this level of skill are usually top-notch swordsmanship masters. This senior is already learning this at such a young age, her talent is truly terrifying."

Seeing Yuihama's reaction, Yukiteru smiled and explained based on what he could say. He wasn't sure about the deeper implications, but what he could discern was Hiratsuka Shizuka's strength. Even without using his special abilities, the three of them combined wouldn't be a match for her.

After school, the four of them met up and went straight to the school's kendo club dojo. Ever since the kendo club made it to the national tournament, the school has paid close attention to it, and even the dedicated dojo has been expanded. It can be said to be one of the top clubs in the school.

Upon entering the dojo, one can see more than twenty students in kendo uniforms practicing in pairs, including both boys and girls. It seems that under the influence of two consecutive female club presidents, the proportion of girls joining the kendo club is gradually increasing.

However, it was clear to everyone that although these people were training, their enthusiasm was not very high, and some of them even looked visibly discouraged.

"You've arrived." Isayama Yomi's voice came, and then the group saw Isayama Yomi, dressed in a white top and black sword-fighting uniform, walking over from the side.

"Hello, senior." x4

"We still have some time, let me show you around first."

"Mmm!!!" Yuihama was the first to nod in agreement. Seeing her excited expression, Yukiteru didn't know what to say, so he could only agree.

While touring, Xuehui asked, "Senior, you don't seem worried at all?"

"We still had some left, but an hour ago we received news that a foolproof trump card is on its way." Isayama Yomi said this, a smile appearing on his face, as if... he was very excited?

Just as I was about to ask what it was, the door to the kendo club was suddenly flung open, and a delicate shout echoed throughout the vast dojo.

"Isayama Yomi, let's duel!"

"Pfft! Are you kidding me?" Xuehui couldn't hold back when he saw the girl, who was less than 1.5 meters tall, holding a wooden sword at the door.

I feel like the character settings for many supporting characters have been completely changed. Oh well, it doesn't matter, we have to do it this way for the sake of the overall setting.

PS: There will be another update later.

Chapter 62 Wouldn't it be better to sit down, have afternoon tea, eat some snacks, and act cute?

With a petite figure, long chestnut hair, and a somewhat cute face, this girl wore a Soubu High School uniform that was clearly custom-made and even smaller than the smallest size. Upon arriving at the dojo, she completely ignored everyone else, focusing solely on Yomi Isayama.

Not only was Yukiteru stunned, but Hikigaya, Yuihama, and even Yukino Yukinoshita were also somewhat unable to accept the sight of the girl at the door who could be mistaken for an elementary school student at first glance.

Even though he's only a first-year student, he shouldn't be this short, right? — That's what Hachiman Hikigaya was thinking.

Is this child malnourished? — This is Yuihama's thought.

We've got this in the bag. —Yes, this is from beneath the snow.

Seeing the girl walk straight in, Isayama Yomi sighed and said, "Taiga, I've already said I won't fight you. You've been making a scene for so long, it's time to stop."

"If you don't agree, I'll challenge one of your club members every day. If you can't even handle a first-year student and let them run wild, your prestige as club president will soon be completely destroyed." The girl snorted coldly, looking at Isayama Yomi with complete confidence.

"I promised my teacher I wouldn't fight anyone for a year, but I won't be able to stop myself." Izayama Yomi shook his head expressionlessly, refusing once again.

"Tch, if that's the case, then tell me what your teacher taught you. Why can you all learn it but I can't!" The girl pointed her wooden sword at Isayama Yomi, completely ignoring the club members who were gathering around her.

"You are still young, and your mental cultivation is not yet sufficient."

"Liars! You're all liars! You're all like this, do you really think I'm easy to bully?" the girl roared, ignoring everything else and charging forward with her knife.

"minister!"

"minister!"

Just as the sword was about to strike Isayama Yomi's face, the girl remained unmoved, causing the club members to cry out in worry.

'What a hassle, they started attacking before we even said anything.'

Thinking this, Yukiteru immediately snatched the bamboo sword that Yuihama had been playing with, and in a flash appeared in front of Isayama Yomi, directly blocking the girl's attack.

"Girl, fighting and killing isn't good. Why don't you sit down together, have a cup of tea, eat some snacks, and be cute?" Xuehui suggested with a smile, looking at the fierce-looking girl in front of him.

"Shut up! Who are you? Get out of my way!" Her attack was easily blocked by a guy who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and he didn't even seem to be from the kendo club. This made the girl lose face, so she took a small step back and then sheathed her sword and slashed horizontally.

"Snap!" Although she blocked it, Xuehui was even more surprised that such a petite body contained such amazing power. She looked at the other person helplessly and said, "Shouldn't you state your own name before asking someone else's name?"

"Shuru shuru shuru!" The girl put away her wooden sword and stood a meter away from Yukiteru, saying, "First year, Class C, Taiga Aisaka."

"Second year, Class F, Hiratsuka Yukiteru. From now on, call me 'senpai' when you see me, okay? Osaka-senpai." Yukiteru looked at the little tiger in front of him with a smile, marveling at the wonder of this world. It seemed that everything from now on would truly depend on seeing it with his own eyes.

"Shut up, you bastard! I'm not calling you 'senpai'! You're not from the kendo club, are you? Get out of my way if you don't want to get hurt!" Although Taiga Aisaka came to challenge the club, her target was still very clear: she didn't want to fight anyone who wasn't from this club.

"To be honest, we didn't want to get involved either, but our Service Club was commissioned by the Kendo Club to come here and persuade you to stop, junior."

After she finished speaking, Yukinoshita added, "Osaka-kun, your behavior has already affected the daily operation of the kendo club. The teacher won't intervene for now, but if you continue to go your own way, the consequences are really hard to predict."

Taiga Aisaka frowned upon hearing this: "Service Club? I think I've heard of it. But what I do is none of your business. As long as Yomi Isayama agrees to my request, I won't come here again."

"This is the only one I cannot agree to." Yuihama, Yukinoshita, and the others all looked at her, but Isayama Yomi still shook her head in refusal.

"Then I'll keep hitting you until you agree." The girl picked up her knife and assumed an attack stance once again.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you really going to fight?" Scratching his head, Xuehui turned to look at Isayama Yomi, only to see the other woman's cherry lips slightly parted, silently saying, "Delay—time—".

Are we stalling for time?

After thinking it over, Xuehui reluctantly agreed, but he was still unsure of himself. He had already realized from the first two moves that the girl in front of him truly possessed extraordinary strength.

As Yomi Isayama made her move, the surrounding members dispersed, making room for her, leaving only Yukiteru and Taiga Aisaka in the center.

"Hey, little tiger."

"Huh? What are you yelling about?!" Upon hearing Yukiteru's address, Aisaka Taiga immediately bristled.

"Isn't your name Taiga? It sounds like tiger in English." Ignoring the girl's reaction, Yukiteru continued his shameless question, "Hey, are you... at least 1.4 meters tall?"

"..." The girl paused, then her face instantly turned red. With a trembling hand, she pointed the wooden sword at Yukiteru and said, "Ugh...Ugh! I'm 143 centimeters tall!"

"...Pfft." Outside the arena, Hachiman Hikigaya couldn't help but laugh when he heard the girl's loud rebuttal, but was then forced back down by her fierce gaze.

"Sigh... Hachiman is so lame..." Yuihama mocked from the side. Yukino Yukinoshita also gave Hachiman a disdainful look. It's unbelievable that she was glared at by a little girl.

Mr. Hikigaya said he had nothing to say about this.

Turning her gaze back to the field, Aisaka Taiga looked at Yukiteru. She no longer had any goodwill towards him and, without waiting for any starting command, rushed forward.

"Honestly, I've only sparred with Sister Jing, and that wasn't even with a knife. How the hell am I supposed to play like this...?"

While dodging and parrying the girl's attacks, Xuehui was at a loss for what to do. It was clear that the other party could not be reasoned with.

In the previous conversation between the other party and Isayama Yomi, the girl was probably in this state because she had not obtained permission to learn a certain sword technique, and combined with the things she guessed based on the other party's identity, she was under great psychological pressure.

'So that's why they say my mental cultivation isn't enough... Really, I wonder how long this will drag on.'

As Xuehui parried another attack, he felt the force coming from his arm.

"Hey, is all you can do is run away?" The girl was very annoyed that the other side was not attacking and she was unable to break through their defenses.

"Well, as a senior, it's only right that I step aside," Yuki said with a shrug.

"Keep pretending, I won't hold back anymore." With that, the girl charged forward again, slashing, parrying, and even kicking, a completely unconventional fighting style, and the speed and power were three points higher than before.

Off the field, Yui grabbed Yukinoshita's arm and said, "Hey, Yukinoshita, will Yukiteru be alright?"

Yukinoshita didn't speak, but stared intently at the two people in the arena. However, Yuihama didn't notice that the other person's hands had involuntarily clenched.

On the other side, Yomi Isayama's expression gradually changed from indifference to surprise, and then to shock.

Hiratsuka Yukiteru was actually learning his opponent's moves!

It will be the third watch of the night tomorrow, just like tomorrow.