I teach judo in Tokyo.

Atobe Sousuke immediately felt five disgruntled gazes directed at him.

Those were the eyes of the regular players who had already been confirmed to participate in the regional qualifiers.

Clearly, including substitutes, there are only six spots available for the IH team competition.

They were quite surprised by this newcomer who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere and was determined to take away a spot in the competition.

It is undoubtedly quite annoying.

As for the others who were not selected for the competition in the first place.

Some felt it was none of their business, since they wouldn't be elected even if they had another chance.

Some people were quite excited after hearing the news and were eager to try again.

As for Sousuke himself, he expressed that he was fearless.

Of all the students present, this was the one he could take even slightly seriously.

There is only this judo club president, whose throwing skill level is as high as 10.

Chapter 19 Wrong Thoughts About His Deskmate

"Commander, I don't think this is a good idea."

Immediately after Iga Yahiko announced that the team competition roster would be resubmitted, a member raised an objection.

Everyone immediately looked at the person, a tall, mature-looking young man.

He hesitated for a moment, looked at everyone, and said bluntly, "I didn't see this Atobe-kun practicing with Manager Mifune yesterday. I only heard that he knows the legendary anti-throw technique 'Nekoyanagi,' but he didn't demonstrate any other judo techniques. If we have to re-select everyone based on just a few of his special skills, that would be too unfair to those of us who have been preparing for a whole year."

As soon as he spoke, four other male members nodded in agreement.

Clearly, these are all players who were already on the confirmed roster.

Before Iga Yahiko could even speak after hearing this, Mifune Yumi, who was standing to the side, became unhappy.

Her cute face clearly showed her displeasure as she directly questioned, "Yuta Tasaki, do you mean you think my test on him wasn't convincing?"

Yuta Tasaki quickly waved his hand: "I didn't say that. I just think that the way the ministers are collectively re-selecting candidates is inappropriate."

Iga Yahiko was silent for a few seconds, then asked gently, "Then, Tazaki, what do you think we should do?"

I hope this guy doesn't get a chance to replace me!

Yuta Tasaki shouted in his heart.

However, he would never say that outwardly.

He racked his brains for a moment and came up with a suggestion that he thought was "very good".

So he said decisively, "If Atobe-kun can demonstrate strength that leaves us all speechless, then I am willing to voluntarily withdraw from the list of regular members."

Without waiting for Atobe Sousuke's reply, he immediately continued with his suggestion.

"My suggestion is to have Atobe play against several of our regular players in a row, and each of us will get a 'first-place' score. Then naturally no one will have anything to say."

Yumi Mifune immediately bristled, her little braid practically standing on end: "Yuta Tasaki! Don't go too far..."

Before she could finish speaking, Atobe Sousuke pressed down on her shoulder, then calmly looked up and smiled, saying, "A good suggestion, I accept."

This is a delightful and unexpected turn of events.

Squad leader, don't interrupt my show-off!

Mifune Yumi turned her head, her eyes wide open.

Σ(゜ロ゜;)

On the contrary, Iga Yahiko saw Atobe Sousuke agree so readily and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

He nodded, then turned to everyone to confirm: "So, since Atobe-kun agrees to hold the competition as Tasaki suggested, there's no need to go through the trouble of re-selecting the entire club. Does anyone else have any objections?"

After Atobe Sousuke stopped the class president, who was eager to speak.

Obviously, no one will have any more objections.

***

"Atobe-kun, you're way too confident!"

After the club's morning training ended, on the way back to class, Mifune Yumi looked at Atobe Sousuke with a disappointed expression.

Sosuke slung his backpack over his shoulder with his left hand, and quietly took his little classmate's soft, cool hand with his right.

Yotsuba Saki lowered her head nervously, and her soft, wet little hands felt quite comfortable to squeeze, making Sosuke love them.

Japanese students might find a girl like my deskmate, who wears black-rimmed glasses and has two braids, to be unfashionable.

However, for Atobe Sousuke, this type of girl is exactly one of his favorites.

This is exactly what I like!

He smiled and glanced at the short squad leader: "Don't worry, even you, squad leader, are a hundred years behind in terms of beating me. Those newbies are a thousand years ahead."

"Who do you think is a hundred years behind? Let's have a competition right now!"

Mifune Yumi's forehead veins bulged: (╬￣皿￣)

As she spoke, she reached out to grab Atobe Sousuke's collar, but Atobe pushed her chubby little face away with his schoolbag.

"Stop messing around, you want to tear my clothes, don't you!" Sosuke grinned mischievously, grabbed his deskmate, and ran off.

"Damn it! Stop right there!" Yumi Mifune chased after him angrily with her short legs.

The trees rustled along the roads inside Hefeng High School.

The three of them ran and chased each other, two in front and one behind, and finally made it into the classroom before class started.

Even after returning to his seat, Atobe Sousuke still didn't let go of Yotsuba Saki's hand.

This terrified her, and as soon as she sat down, she buried her head in her chest like an ostrich.

Sousuke chuckled mischievously, gently squeezed his little classmate's hand, and leaned down slightly to whisper in her ear: "Saki, there's something I want to tell you."

Yotsuba Saki was hit by the breath Atobe Sousuke exhaled as he spoke, causing small bumps to rise on her snow-white neck and her earlobes to turn bright red.

However, she still mustered up her courage and whispered, "Wh...what's wrong, Sosuke-kun?"

Sousuke said with a smile, "Saki, you've seen my martial arts skills now, what do you think?"

Yotsuba Saki immediately replied, "That's amazing, I feel like he's just as good as Grandpa Sebastian..."

Immediately afterward, realizing she had said something unnecessary, she couldn't help but cover her mouth.

"Grandpa Sebastian? Who's that?" Atobe Sousuke glanced at Yotsuba Saki curiously.

Yotsuba Saki quickly said, "That was an old man with superb martial arts skills, the most powerful person I've ever seen..."

Then your knowledge is quite limited.

Atobe Sousuke glanced at his deskmate with a smile.

According to squad leader Mifune Yumi, the captain Iga Yahiko, whose throwing technique level reached 10, was probably at the level of a fourth-degree black belt, and that she herself was about the same level as him in all aspects except for ground fighting.

In other words, when he doesn't use his physical techniques, he's only a black belt in appearance.

But he ended up being seen as a very impressive person by his classmate.

However, what Atobe Sousuke didn't expect was...

His image in Yotsuba Saki's eyes is now far too dazzling.

Under this dazzling aura, Yotsuba Saki greatly underestimated the fighting prowess of the mysterious Grandpa Sebastian.

He was forcibly reduced to the same level as Sosuke.

However, Sousuke wasn't thinking about these things at the moment.

He had other motives.

He looked at his classmate, who was looking down at him with a tempting smile, and said, "Saki, since you think my martial arts are pretty good, how about...?"

"Learn self-defense techniques from me?"

"Protective magic?"

Yotsuba Saki was completely bewildered by what Atobe Sousuke said, and looked dazed.

Sosuke smiled slightly and nodded with absolute certainty.

That's right, he decided to take this new disciple on as a disciple.

He had originally planned to proceed gradually.

But after spending the last two days together, he found that it wouldn't be difficult to recruit Yotsuba Saki as his disciple.

First of all, Yotsuba Saki inexplicably trusted him a lot.

Trust to the point of almost giving it away for free.

Secondly, her deskmate is a rich girl, unlike Kuno Maruko who worries about not being able to afford tuition.

Most importantly, in the days to come, he would have ample reason and conditions to teach Yotsuba Saki self-defense techniques.

That's right, the three yakuza members he taught a lesson to last time will definitely not let this go.

Although Sosuke had already made up his mind to walk his classmate home every day after school.

But even the most careful person can make a mistake. What if he accidentally caused his classmate to be kidnapped?

That would be true regret.

Giving Yotsuba Saki some self-defense ability is imperative.

Chapter 20 Disciple No. 2

"Learn self-defense techniques from Sosuke-kun?"

Yotsuba Saki was stunned for a moment.

Sosuke gently stroked his little classmate's soft hand, smiled and nodded: "That's right, learn self-defense techniques from me."

Before his classmate could ask, he said, "To be honest, don't let my appearance fool you, I actually have a family-run protective magic dojo, and I recently restarted its operations..."

As he spoke, Sosuke gazed at his little classmate: "If you're willing, you will be the 'first' student I'm going to take on."

As he spoke, Sosuke secretly thought to himself.

Yotsuba Saki was his first student/disciple.

Kuno Maruko was his first disciple who had been widowed.

There may be other "first" disciples in the future.

Everyone will be under Sosuke's protection, and everyone will have a bright future.

......

Tsk tsk.

What a shameless thought.

Yotsuba Saki didn't understand all the intricacies; she was just blushing as she thought about what Atobe Sousuke had told her.

The first one...

I am Sosuke's first disciple!

Her eyes lit up, and she immediately nodded: "I'm willing to learn self-defense techniques from Sosuke-kun."

Yotsuba Saki has submitted her application to become your apprentice.

Sosuke smiled slightly, having already anticipated his little classmate's reaction. His expression turned serious: "You have to pay tuition, 50,000 yen a month. Will Saki think I'm ripping you off?"

My deskmate shook his head violently: "How could that be? Sosuke would never lie to me."

As she spoke, she reached into her bag to find the money and give it to Sosuke.

Sosuke stopped her movement.

Little classmate, although I admire your decisiveness in immediately offering the apprenticeship fee.

But this is at school. If you do this, it's easy for others to think I'm bullying and blackmailing you!