I teach judo in Tokyo.

He gave an awkward laugh: "It's okay to pay the tuition later, no need to rush. From now on, you're my disciple, so you'll have to learn self-defense techniques from me properly, understand?"

Yotsuba Saki nodded repeatedly.

You have approved Yotsuba Saki's apprenticeship application.

Please ensure they pay the full tuition fee as soon as possible and begin the course.

You have acquired a special SSR-level skill – Dianchen.

"Dianchen"? It doesn't sound like the kind of name one would use for a realistic fighting technique.

(Note that the manga or game source of the skills the protagonist acquires does not exist in his "previous life". It can be considered that the protagonist's previous life and the current world are both parallel worlds of Earth.)

Before Sousuke could react, a special technique had already automatically emerged in his mind and body.

Disrupt the opponent's rhythm with unexpected feints, drawing out their weaknesses...

He quickly absorbed the skills rewarded by the system and smiled with satisfaction.

All I can say is that it truly lives up to its SSR-level reputation.

However, now is not the time to try this trick; let's make proper arrangements for my deskmate first.

He looked gently at Yotsuba Saki's obedient appearance: "We'll start formal lessons after school. Saki, judging from your appearance, you probably can't go out at night, right?"

Yotsuba Saki nodded obediently: "Yes... I have to go home tonight, and I can't go out again after I get home."

He really is a good boy.

Sosuke thought for a moment and said, "In that case, the training that should have been done at my dojo will be arranged in the judo club for now. I will be in charge of teaching you the technical skills in the judo club from now on."

Before Yotsuba could speak, he put on a resolute expression and said, "I've said before that I will be in charge of your teaching from now on."

Seeing Atobe Sousuke's unyielding expression, Yotsuba Saki nodded while lost in daydreams about the days to come.

From now on, Sosuke will have to provide her with special guidance, one-on-one, step by step.

Various strange, indescribable terms floated into her mind, making Yotsuba Saki blush uncontrollably.

Looking at his classmate's flushed cheeks and evasive eyes, Sosuke couldn't help but open her panel to see what she was thinking.

[Disciple: Yotsuba Saki]

[Disciple Potential: SSR]

[Possesses the entry: Doppelganger]

Tuition fee: 50000 yen/month (unpaid)

[Existing protective magic: None]

Today's teaching assignment: Basic Judo instruction - Incomplete

[Reward for completing the mission: 5000 yen]

[Difficulties Faced: None at the moment]

[Current Status: Training with Sousuke-kun... So embarrassing]

Oh, you were just shy. It's alright then.

Sosuke stroked his chin, ending his whispered conversation with his deskmate, and the two began to listen attentively to the lesson.

The day's lessons passed by in the flow of time.

Time flew by and it was time to get out of school in the afternoon.

Then, after packing up his books, Sosuke watched with an "I knew it" expression as the class president, who was sitting in the front row, scurried over.

Speaking of which, yesterday the squad leader used this soft and bouncy weapon to break through his impenetrable self-defense.

That's a really despicable way to crack the code.

In sparring between men and women, when can a man stand up?

The air was cold and I shivered.

Sosuke is burning the yellow waste in his mind.

Over here, class monitor Mifune Yumi had already spoken up with great interest: "Let's go, I'm already looking forward to seeing that guy who made such a boastful promise make a fool of himself!"

As she spoke, she glanced sideways at the smiling Sosuke.

Yumi Mifune:（￣へ￣）

Atobe Sousuke shrugged nonchalantly, reached out and grabbed Yotsuba Saki's small hand, and leisurely walked out of the classroom: "My class president, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed this time."

(In Japan, the title for class monitor is actually "Committee Chairman".)

Yumi Mifune immediately chimed in: "No matter how confident you are, it's wishful thinking to think you can take down one book from five regular players in a row."

She then added with considerable confidence, "Especially someone like you who doesn't even have calluses on your palms, even if you used to know judo, you've probably forgotten most of it by now."

"Oh?" Sousuke continued walking, holding his little classmate's hand as he turned to look at the confident Mifune Yumi: "Then tell me, if it were Captain Iga, could he win five consecutive prizes?"

When Yumi Mifune heard him mention the captain, her little braid on the side of her head popped up: "Of course! Captain Iga is the ace of our Tsurumine Judo Club. Even among high school students nationwide, he is a top-level fighter. There is a huge gap between him and those five ugly ducklings!"

Sosuke couldn't resist reaching out and tugging at her braid.

Yumi Mifune: (#｀MER')

Seeing that Yumi Mifune was angry, he withdrew his hand and couldn't help but tease, "If you think you can take down Minister Iga, then I can take down him."

Yumi Mifune stared wide-eyed at Sousuke as if he were an idiot: "Atobe-kun, I noticed this morning that you're a bit too confident! What gives you the audacity to compare yourself to Captain Iga?"

Sosuke glanced at the purple-glowing notification board above the class monitor's head, a thought struck him, and he chuckled, "How about we bet something?"

Yumi Mifune became interested: "I bet you can take down five books later?"

Sousuke grinned mischievously: "That's right."

“Okay! I bet you can’t beat me! If you lose, you’ll have to wash my judo uniform for a whole week!” Yumi Mifune’s eyes lit up.

Sosuke glanced at her from head to toe. She had round eyes, a chubby face, and an innocent and naive air about her.

Doing laundry for such an energetic and beautiful girl...

Is it a punishment or a reward?

Unfortunately, Sousuke's goal wasn't to wash this beautiful girl's clothes.

He gave a strange smile: "Squad leader, if I win—"

"How about you become my disciple?"

"what?"

Chapter 21 Insider Stocks and Insider Stock Penetration

When she heard that Atobe Sousuke wanted her to be his disciple, Mifune Yumi looked completely bewildered.

Σ(⊙▽⊙)

She jumped up: "Atobe, what nonsense are you talking about? Do I need to learn from you? My surname is Mifune!"

"What, does the Mifune family not need to study?" Sosuke raised an eyebrow at the jumping-up Mifune Yumi.

He certainly knew the power of the surname "Mifune" in the Japanese judo world.

"The theory of Kanagawa, the practice of Mifune."

This statement refers to the fact that in the world of judo, Jigoro Kano was the founder of a school of judo and created the theoretical foundation of judo.

Kyuzo Mifune, on the other hand, was someone who had honed judo skills to their absolute peak.

Some even call him the "God of Judo".

Having grown up in such a family, Yumi Mifune has always practiced the family's judo techniques passed down from the god of judo, and possesses an absolute sense of orthodoxy. How could she possibly accept Atobe Sousuke's outrageous bet?

Yumi Mifune stared wide-eyed at Sousuke Atobe: "You're clearly making excuses. Of course, the Mifune family needs to learn, but...?"

She counted on her fingers: "There are tons of 8th and 9th dan masters in my family, why would I want to learn from you?"

Tsk, this class monitor is short and looks innocent, but he's surprisingly perceptive when it comes to judo-related topics.

Seeing that his attempt to deceive the other party was unsuccessful, Atobe Sousuke decided to give up for the time being, not wanting to push too hard and offend the other party.

Anyway, successfully taking down Yotsuba Saki, our ace, today is already more than enough to be satisfied with.

Yotsuba Saki, who had been quietly listening to their conversation, was initially looking at Mifune Yumi with a tense expression, but after Yumi resolutely refused Atobe Sousuke's bet to take her on as a disciple, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he managed to retain his status as Sosuke's only disciple.

***

As they walked and talked, the three of them soon arrived at the judo club.

Upon entering, I saw that almost everyone in the club was already there.

It seems the club members are very interested in the upcoming "overthrow of superiors" incident.

Japan is a country with a strict hierarchical system, and this hierarchical concept permeates everything, big or small.

Therefore, even in after-school clubs and organizations, the authority of seniors or upperclassmen is overwhelming for newcomers or juniors.

But that's precisely why the behavior of younger generations challenging their seniors attracts so much attention.

Atobe Sousuke knew very well that if his challenge today failed...

Therefore, it is very likely that he will find it difficult to continue staying in this club in the future.

In the morning, Minister Iga proposed holding a large-scale re-selection event with this in mind, wanting to give Atobe Sousuke a way out.

However, Sosuke agreed to the suggestion of the regular team members and chose to narrow down the scope of the competition.

This immediately pointed the finger at Sousuke himself.

The nature of the incident also became a standard "subordinate overthrowing superior" incident.

There was absolutely no room for maneuver.

......

When the crowd saw Atobe Sousuke enter the dojo, there was a slight commotion.

finally come.

"You're here? Then Atobe, go change into your judo uniform."

Amid the commotion, Minister Iga spoke up promptly and arranged for Atobe Sousuke to change his clothes.

When Sousuke reappeared at the dojo after changing into his judo uniform, the noise had subsided, and everyone was sitting upright in a kneeling position, all looking at him.

A large area in the middle of the venue was left empty, specifically for Sosuke to practice with his opponent today.

Sosuke calmly walked to the center of the field and looked directly at the five male members standing on the sidelines: "Who wants to go first?"

The person who initiated the discussion this morning spoke again.

Sousuke glanced at him, vaguely recognizing him. What was this guy's name—Tasaki?

Tasaki Yuta said confidently, "Atobe-kun, we have reached an agreement with Captain Iga. You will fight each of us five one by one, starting with the substitutes, then the vanguard, the second striker, the center forward, and finally the vice-captain. If you can defeat all five of us, then we will acknowledge your strength."

A war of attrition?

Sosuke chuckled lightly, "How dare you say that?"

This made him somewhat admire them. Putting aside their judo skills, these guys were certainly shameless!

"Is that enough?" Sosuke looked at the group calmly, his expression unreadable. "Then let's do it."

kolaaaa, this kid is such a show-off!

Several regular team members had veins throbbing on their foreheads. They exchanged glances, and one of them quickly walked up to Atobe Sousuke.

"I'm a reserve for the Hefeng Judo Team...! If you can't even beat me, there's no point in fighting your seniors!"

Oh, so he was a substitute.

—Sousuke Atobe didn't even pay attention to this person's name.

He nodded and turned to look at Iga Yahiko.

The minister looked at Sosuke with a smile on his face.

His eye for detail is unmatched by the average enthusiast in the department.