You say this is a love game?

In fact, she had already felt tired when Mizutani Makoto was taking a shower, but since Mizutani Makoto hadn't rested yet, she forced herself to stay awake and observed Mizutani Makoto's life with curiosity.

Now, Mizutani Makoto has fallen asleep.

As the night deepened, a strong feeling of fatigue suddenly flooded into my mind, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the world in front of me began to be covered with a shadow of sleepiness.

It's time to sleep.

She reluctantly put down Mizutani Makoto's phone.

Makoto Mizutani downloaded a lot of stand-alone mobile games for her, all of which were aimed at children, and she was really interested in playing them.

So much so that when she is in a playful mood, she is reluctant to put down her phone.

It’s so beautiful.

It's like a dream.

She was clearly already dead, and had forgotten even her past, yet she was still able to find a place willing to take her in, and even met a kind person who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside...

Zashiki yawned and, unable to resist the sleepiness, fell asleep on the tatami.

rustling...

The girl's belated murmur came out from under the quilt.

"Good night, big brother."

As for Mizutani Makoto?

He was about to challenge his lifelong enemy, Miss JK.

The sky was a chasm, and the blood-red moon's radiance shone across the entire campus. Mizutani Makoto stood beneath the cherry blossoms in the courtyard of the teaching building, his heart gradually calming down...

Peaceful as hell!

Soul: 992

Mizutani Makoto stared at the direction of the school gate. Now he could determine the logic behind the stone lions' actions.

That thing is the eagerness to protect the monks.

Mizutani Makoto slaughtered Ksitigarbha monks wantonly. When the number of Ksitigarbha monks he killed reached a certain level, the stone lion became enraged and turned from a harmless stone statue into the patron saint of Ksitigarbha monks.

After being triggered once, every time the exploration times are refreshed, even if he only kills one Ksitigarbha monk, he will be chased by the stone lion.

"What kind of Easter egg mechanism is this?"

Mizutani Makoto was so angry that his teeth were itching.

He knew the stone lion and had seen it when he was reading the school history.

That's Tang Lion.

An antique that can be opened as a separate page in the school history and has a photo preserved.

Stone lions were common during the Edo period, a tradition passed down from the old Chinese. At the gates of the then-private Hiiragigaoka Academy, a historic bluestone Tang lion, donated by a prominent figure, stood. It was truly priceless.

But unexpectedly, in the crack, it actually became the BOSS!

Also, this thing was supposed to be a guardian spirit to suppress evil, but looking at its appearance, how could it possibly be a guardian spirit? It must have been infected with something dirty and gone mad.

I am accumulating merit...

Mizutani Makoto wailed inwardly.

But no matter how hard or tiring life is, we still have to live on.

Where can I go to farm souls now?

The answer is Miss JK.

That's fine. Anyway, before talking to Kurosawa Ryouhito, he had already decided to seek revenge on Miss JK after defeating Jizo. Now the plan has just changed slightly...

Mizutani Makoto picked up the kitchen knife, and the blade light illuminated half of his face.

"I am the immortal..."

"None of you."

kill!

He had killed so many young Ksitigarbha monks in the school gate area that his heart had long been as cold as the knife he used to kill the monks. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he had been reborn.

Actual combat is the best way to promote progress in kendo!

What's more, he risked his life every time. He died nearly twenty times in less than a week and fought hundreds of times. This kind of training made him no longer afraid of life and death battles.

No matter how cruel Miss JK is, can she be as cruel as being burned to death by a gym student? Can she be as cruel as being beaten into a paper figure by Tang Shizi?

Without hesitation, Mizutani Makoto headed for the small corner of the courtyard corridor. The tar cloak behind him rustled, evoking the air of a warrior leaving and never returning, like the wind whistling and the cold waters of the Yi River.

Da da--

The clatter of sneakers echoed through the empty corridor. Mizutani Makoto, gripping the kitchen knife, took a half step back. Moonlight shone obliquely into the corridor, illuminating the flowing pleated skirt.

Miss JK, gracefully floating down from the ceiling!

The place where the waist should be was empty with pleats of skirt hanging down, while the two snow-white legs in black stockings were gracefully crossed like a pendulum.

What beautiful legs you have, Miss JK!

"whee--"

When enemies meet, they are extremely jealous of each other. Mizutani Makoto held his breath and concentrated, and laughter exploded from somewhere in the void.

Miss JK's skirt fluttered, and she exerted force out of thin air, raised her right leg and swept it towards his Adam's apple. With a clang in mid-air, it was blocked by Mizutani Makoto's kitchen knife.

But Miss JK's main feature is that she doesn't follow physics. Her body is as flexible as a python and she seems to need no support. She pulls her right leg back suddenly and kicks forward with her left leg in black silk stockings.

Makoto Mizutani often dies from this move.

If anyone who has no combat experience and does not have sufficient understanding of Miss JK were to deal with him, he would be entangled by Miss JK's beautiful legs in minutes and then dragged into the first unlimited fighting competition in the atrium. Kendo and tactics would be meaningless.

But these days are different!

When I was a newbie, you treated me like a wild dog and kicked me to death. After I leveled up, you still treated me like a wild dog and kicked me to death. Didn’t all my leveling be in vain?

The power and agility correction provided by the tar cloak were crucial. Mizutani Makoto spun his wrist and swung his sword horizontally, blocking Miss JK's knee strike in the middle. Before Miss JK could react, he pushed Miss JK against the pillar.

boom!

Mizutani Makoto maintained the rhythm of his breathing and used his hands to block Miss JK's fierce kicks. She struggled like a spider, her legs crossing in the air, and she wanted to strangle his neck even while struggling.

You can't use a knife at this distance!

Mizutani Makoto raised his right hand high, gripping the kitchen knife tightly but not chopping it down. Instead, he bent his elbow and hit the numb tendon in his thigh.

"Gah!!"

For the first time, the tone of her giggles changed, and her legs convulsed and twisted around his left arm.

This elbow is also "two heavens and one flow"!

——Two days and one class.

This school of thought, which integrates Miyamoto Musashi's kendo and military philosophy, actually has a lot to say about it.

For example, in a life-and-death fight, Ertianyilu has a very important concept.

Soldiers who, deception also!

Soul Five Translation——Hehe, I must survive!

The widely-known "Gwanryu Island Duel" may be fabricated. After all, the character of Sasaki Kojiro is a fictional character, but Miyamoto Musashi is a real historical figure. The "kendo philosophy" displayed in this duel is people's consistent perception of Miyamoto Musashi.

Sasaki Kojiro is a swordsman, but Miyamoto Musashi is not only a sword master, but also a military strategist!

Compared with the "Niten Ichiryu" which has never become mainstream, Miyamoto Musashi's military strategy is more famous.

The book "The Book of Five Rings" tells about many daily and extreme situations, including but not limited to being robbed while walking in the wild, being assassinated in the city or in a building. To summarize briefly, apart from describing the practice ideas of Kendo, the whole book is only about surviving and winning by any means and weapons.

In a kendo competition, I will first exhaust your physical strength and tire you out mentally, and then at the critical moment I will appear as a hero, using the oars and the advantage of my arm length to beat you to death!

This is the victory of military strategy!

If the firearm technology of that time had been more advanced, Miyamoto Musashi might have been able to use the Ashina-ryu's unique skills.

At this moment, Mizutani Makoto had a very profound understanding of Niten Ichiryu. He gave up defense and rushed to attack. When facing an unconventional enemy, posture was meaningless. He simply elbowed Miss JK's thigh until her thigh was numb, until her giggles could no longer continue. He then bent his knees to hold up the twisted half of her body, and chopped Miss JK's broken waist directly with a kitchen knife.

Crack.

He cut with great force, splitting the flesh at the broken waist, revealing the short spine and pelvis, and his kitchen knife was stuck directly in the bone gap.

"Hey!"

Miss JK stood at attention.

His legs were tense and stiff at strange angles, and blood was oozing from his broken waist.

At the same time, faint sparks burst out from his kitchen knife, emitting a warm, fiery scent at the cut end of the flesh.

Mizutani Seiichi is happy - the "weak fire damage" that doesn't mean much to Ksitigarbha monk seems to have a special damage bonus to Miss JK.

“Hee…hee…”

The laughter faded like a leaking bellows. Mizutani Makoto twisted his wrist and shook his sword, lifting it as if chopping bones and then slashing it down. His experience in swordsmanship was evident at this moment. Every strike was a blazing fire, and his chopping technique was flawless.

With several consecutive blows, the spine was chopped into pieces.

A pleated skirt drooped to the ground, black stockings fluttered down, and a pair of patent leather loafers sat neatly together.

Mizutani Makoto then sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

The ribs where Miss JK had kicked me while I was struggling were aching slightly.

Two seconds later, the pleated skirt and loafers turned into black smoke and dissipated on the spot, leaving only black stockings.

...drops?

Mizutani Makoto rubbed his ribs, which were dull from being kicked, and went to pick up his stockings.

【Girl's black stockings】

[Description: These stockings are often worn by JK girls to school. When placed under the nose, a faint sour odor can be smelled. They slightly increase attack speed. Collecting the full set grants the wearer a +1 agility bonus.]

[Evaluation: I'm AAAAA! Dragon Crash!]

"roll!"

He pointed his thumb downwards and gestured in the direction where Miss JK's remains disappeared.

If there were snacks in his backpack, he would have fed Miss JK, the greedy little cat, a group of them to relieve his anger!

He said fiercely:

"Good night, Miss JK!"

PS: New book period~

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Chapter 032 Two Campus Ghost Stories

Revenge!

Soul +21

[Kendo Niten Ichiryu]: 356/500 (Beginner)

Proficiency +10!

Mizutani Makoto showed a look of joy. Taking into account the experience of him angrily brushing off Ksitigarbha Monk and then being angrily brushed off by Tang Shizi, his proficiency level had previously stopped at 346, and it had been increasing little by little.

Unexpectedly, Miss JK gave him a proficiency of 10!

Then he can advance his game progress again.

Makoto Mizutani stood up by supporting himself on the floor, and took Miss JK's black stockings with him.

It is definitely impossible to wear it.

His dressing style is indeed strong, but the strong also has a bottom line. Black stockings like those worn by Miss JK... are totally unacceptable!

"But how many JK girls can I get in one life..."

Mizutani Makoto touched his ribs and felt that the situation was still quite precarious.