You say this is a love game?

Regardless of the form, "slashing" is fixed. It reflects the swordsman's spirit, and every slash shows the swordsman's "Tao".

Even if you kill your enemy, if you didn't do it according to what you've learned, it's not the right way. Victory can be achieved in many ways, but only by achieving victory through the "Tao" of your own cultivation can you advance further in the Way of the Sword.

Even Niten Ichiryu, who emphasizes "winning by any means necessary," maintains the simplest admonitions in the practice of kendo.

This is also the dividing line between kendo and military tactics in Ertianyilu.

One should not blindly pursue kendo and ignore military tactics, nor should one abandon kendo and focus only on military tactics for the sake of victory. Only when military tactics are combined with kendo can one achieve "two heavens and one flow".

The kendo that has been advanced to the "mastery" level, when performed in the hands of Mizutani Makoto, blooms like a rose on the battlefield that is most suitable for killing skills!

Mizutani Makoto moved his feet lightly, taking the most adaptable Yin-Yang steps, changing between reality and illusion, his figure was as graceful as a startled swan and as graceful as a swimming dragon, holding two swords and slashing them crosswise, any sword attacking from any direction would be deflected by him and he would fight back.

The defense, counterattack, and slashing in the five directions are all completely integrated, and the extremely iconic "structure without structure" in the realm has been completed.

And the way he moves is called "light flash".

All enemies will follow a certain "rhythm" when attacking, dodging according to that rhythm and waiting for an opportunity to attack. This is called "light dodge".

The meaning of light flash is not "light" or "flash", but to follow the enemy's rhythm to find the enemy's weakness, which is also a kind of "mind's eye"!

The smooth slashing strokes, like flowing water, connected continuously from the left and right sides, and the final posture formed was a "windmill".

Windmill shape.

The double blades in Mizutani Makoto's hands spun like a windmill, from slow to fast, almost turning into a silver wheel. Blood splattered wherever it passed, and protective gear and limbs fell to the ground.

Cut, cut quickly, quickly, quickly!

He attacks the first enemy who dares to attack him, sweeping the targets in his field of vision, slashing left and right continuously. When facing enemies that are several times his number, a slow movement of the sword is almost equivalent to death.

Control the space on both sides, knock down the opponents who are approaching, do not give them time and place to regroup, and defeat them one by one with all your strength!

Musashi's relatives.

Ah! I got it!

Makoto Mizutani had never experienced such an exhilarating battle. It was so refreshing that he didn't even realize that he was surrounded. He slashed at the enemies blocking his way with one sword after another, almost forgetting everything else, until a violent large sword came slashing at him.

The samurai sword he had snatched was already covered with scars from the continuous attacks. He raised his hand to block, but was actually cut off by a sword.

puff! !

The broken sword fragments burst into his chest.

The sword is broken, and the courage to continue slashing cannot be sustained, so there is no capital to continue to roam like a dragon.

Holding a bamboo sword, Mizutani Makoto rushed towards the little giant in front of him, who was much taller than the other apprentices.

Ending: [The wound on the back is a swordsman's shame! ]

……

……

Hello, Night Light City at 4am.

Mizutani Makoto woke up from his sleep and felt refreshed.

There is absolutely no discomfort caused by staying up late.

As his spiritual power increased, his patience in certain aspects seemed to become even more exaggerated, as if he was running wildly in the direction of the Holy Body of the Natural Ox and Horse.

Lying in bed, two lines of data are reflected on my retina.

[Kendo Niten Ichiryu]: 267/5000 (Mastery)

Soul: 1126

Cool!

Mizutani Makoto rolled over from his bed, his future now seemed incredibly bright.

The mastery level of Er Tian Yi Liu really boosts his combat power.

The only drawback was that his luck yesterday seemed to be pretty average.

Even with the luck +3 correction, he spent the whole night on the Kendo Club map last night, but only got two Kendo protective gear pieces, one is a mask and the other is a gauntlet. Both pieces of equipment have no attribute corrections and are blank equipment that sit on the same table with Brother Caidao.

The mask was too stuffy, and he didn't like it, so he only wore the [Apprentice Gauntlets] which added a little defense.

"Is the weapon's drop rate so low..."

This experience makes people recall the days when they pumped the soul-sucking ghost and blew up the dark sword.

Mizutani Makoto couldn't help but sigh.

Judging from the apprentices he killed, there doesn't seem to be a school that uses the kodachi as a weapon. The weapons that exploded there are most likely tachi and odachi. It is really not easy for him to find suitable matching weapons in the past two days.

Never mind, it’s good to have it.

He is now endowed with supernatural powers and can use two swords without any problem.

Mizutani Makoto stood up and was about to put on his coat when his eyes suddenly fixed and he squinted his eyes and glanced at the kitchen counter.

He heard footsteps.

The apartment was small, with all the rooms clustered together, and he would immediately notice any movement inside.

Last night's fight was still fresh in his mind, and Mizutani Makoto's nerves were on edge, and he immediately became alert.

Has anyone touched my house?

Thief? Robber? Ghost?

But before he could take the next step, the figure who had sneaked into his house poked his head out from the kitchen counter with a happy look on his face.

"Big brother, are you awake?"

"As expected, you're up so early! That's perfect, Yoshiko, I'm preparing breakfast for big brother!"

A familiar face, a familiar person wearing an apron... What the hell! Where in his house are there aprons for little kids?

No, there is no such thing as aprons in his house!

It's Yoshiko Satori.

Mizutani Makoto rubbed his eyes, a little bit unbelieving of what he saw. The girl was wearing a small apron she had brought from her own home, holding an egg in each hand, and looking at him with a smile.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Who can tell him?

Why did the little girl he personally sent home yesterday appear in his house again today?

And she looks like a good wife and mother!

——I’m scared.

"Wait, Yoshiko, you should be with your parents right now, right?"

"It's okay, I told Dad that I want to stay at Big Brother's house."

"what?"

uncle!

Mizutani Makoto was stunned.

What the hell is going on in your head?

How could you agree to such a thing?

"Excuse me, what did you say to your uncle?"

"I want to repay you, big brother."

"……Um?"

Put yourself in my shoes. If my future daughter told me she wanted to go to a man's house to repay a favor...

How could it be that I wasn’t killed, nor was I arrested by the police?

"No matter what it is, as long as it's what big brother wants me to do, I will do my best until I fulfill big brother's expectations!"

She said loudly.

"I've already told you, don't say such heavy words all of a sudden!"

Mizutani Makoto was startled, holding his forehead and muttering to himself, "Why are little girls nowadays so scary? Do you want to form a band too?"

"I don't know what band, but that's how I feel, I'm not kidding."

Satori Yoshiko proudly put her hands on her hips and then grumbled softly, "Big brother obviously needs someone to take care of him, right?"

"I can't even cook. I do laundry, hanging clothes, and cleaning in a very casual way."

"If I hadn't come, the food in the refrigerator would have been wasted. Isn't that just like not being able to take care of yourself? Without someone to take care of you, your quality of life will become worrying!"

"Ah! That's right, it's been sitting there for so long, it's not fresh anymore! We have to eat it quickly!"

Makoto Mizutani wanted to refute, but hesitated for a long time and finally chose to remain silent.

Got a critical hit.

He really did what Yoshiko said.

Mizutani Makoto covered his face, not knowing how to face this overly powerful little brat. It was a very embarrassing thing to be completely crushed by a kid who was only in the single digits of his age in life.

However, Yoshiko Satori felt very happy.

This shows that she is able to take care of her older brother.

The warm morning light penetrated the dusty blinds, shone in from the gaps, and fell on the simple breakfast of the two.

"that……"

"Ok?"

Yoshiko Satori took a deep breath and said with determination, "Big Brother, have you ever heard of Shikigami?"

"Yes, I have."

Mizutani Makoto's expression was extremely subtle.

"That's good... I want to be big brother's shikigami, is that okay?"

[If the conditions are met, you can sign a Shikigami contract with "Satori Yoshiko"]

Please provide a medium for "Satori Yoshiko"

The corners of Mizutani Makoto's mouth twitched repeatedly.

"What do your parents think?", "Don't you miss home?", "My main storyline is quite dangerous!", "Are you a large, medium, or extra large cup—"

The last question was removed. In short, all the questions asked in succession were answered.

He met the girl's starry eyes full of expectation and couldn't bring himself to say no.

He scratched his head, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"Of course, but it makes me feel like I'm trafficking children..."

"It's not trafficking, I followed Big Brother voluntarily!"

"Okay, you volunteered."

Mizutani Makoto reached out and touched the little brat's head.

She immediately fell silent, looking a little surprised and shy, with a puffy face, as if she was trying to hide her weird mood with her expression.

"Then Jiazi, you will be my Shikigami."

"Uh-huh!"

In the blink of an eye, Yoshiko Satori smiled brilliantly, and the halo in her pupils was brighter than the morning light outside the window.

Near the window, the school uniform shirts on the clothesline were gently lifted up by the morning breeze, and Mizutani Makoto watched the scene with relish - the white shirt behind Satori Yoshiko cast an illusion of tenderness, making the girl look like an angel with spread wings.

【Contract Established】

【Please walk with your beloved to the end of the world. 】

What the hell!

Bro, you really are in the dating game?