I teach judo in Tokyo.

Iga's right hand swept past Sousuke's collar and, with incredible speed, slipped under Sousuke's right armpit, then twisted upwards, tightly binding his arm!

Meanwhile, he had already completed a spinning slam that was even faster, smoother, and had a stronger centrifugal force than the previous tornado shoulder throw!

One! One-arm over-the-shoulder throw!

It turned out to be the case.

A real tornado throw over the shoulder, not a two-handed throw over the shoulder!

Instead, it's a simpler and faster one-handed over-the-shoulder throw!

Sosuke suddenly realized what was happening, but it was too late.

As Iga threw the ball with lightning speed, Sousuke was lifted up by a real tornado, his whole body flipped and "blown" into the sky!

The next second, amidst gasps of surprise from everyone present.

With a loud "thump!", Sosuke was slammed heavily to the ground!

Did you get one?

Everyone looked down at the ground.

Iga and Sousuke fell to the ground together, but judging from their movements, Sousuke did not seem to land on his back!

Land sideways!

"You're skilled!"

The referee immediately announced the result.

The opponent's movements were too fast and completely unexpected, causing Sosuke to only be able to complete half of his cat willow this time.

But at least it wasn't completely wiped out by a single book; instead, Iga managed to acquire a "skill".

(In judo, a powerful and swift throw that results in the opponent landing mostly on their back is called an "ippon," which wins the game. If the throw is not executed correctly, or if the opponent does not land mostly on their back, it is called a "hige." Scoring two higes also results in a win.)

But that's not all!

Because he hadn't landed properly, Sosuke, still a bit dazed from the fall, was about to get up when he saw a dark cloud looming overhead!

Iga had already pressed his entire body against him!

Off the court, Yumi Mifune slapped her palm: "After the throw, he immediately followed up with a ground technique to control the opponent. Atobe-kun was powerless to turn the tide."

"As expected, the minister is still the stronger one!"

Her expression relaxed considerably :(?ω?)

Yotsuba Saki, standing nearby, was a little unhappy. She secretly puffed out her cheeks and pouted, looking intently at the restrained Sousuke, desperately praying in her heart that he could break free.

(口ε口#): Sousuke-kun, do your best!

On the field, Iga Yahiko's "Kesagu" has been completed.

His left hand held Sosuke's right hand under his armpit, while his right hand went around Sosuke's left shoulder and tightly gripped the back of Sosuke's collar. He pressed his entire body against Sosuke, placing all his weight on Sosuke's waist, and pressed his right chest firmly against Sosuke's chest!

Sousuke, pinned down by Iga, couldn't help but mutter, "Captain, it's just a friendly spar, two grown men shouldn't resort to such grappling techniques!"

"How disgusting!"

Iga remained unfazed, his hands gripping Sousuke's neck and arms tightly, a smug smile on his face: "Who told you to survive my actual over-the-shoulder throw? Without using ground techniques, there's no way I could beat you."

"After all, if we really lose, where will I, as the minister, put my face?"

Who would have thought? Iga, you with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, would actually be willing to compete with a man in bedroom techniques just for the sake of victory!

I misjudged you!

Sousuke issued an ultimatum: "Minister, if you don't let go, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Iga chuckled, increasing the pressure in his hand: "My kasaya lock is complete. I've practiced judo for so many years, and I've never seen anyone escape from my lock. Instead of spouting threats, you should think about how to resolve this. You have thirteen seconds left!"

Sosuke sighed helplessly.

I originally intended to use my bedroom skills to care for beautiful girls, but since you're forcing me, there's nothing I can do...

The next moment, his free right hand suddenly reached behind Iga, forming a hug with his left hand. Then, with a series of hip thrusts, his powerful core strength was unleashed, and he shattered Iga's stance in just a few seconds.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed Iga, flipped him over, and threw him away!

With a loud "thump!", Iga was slammed to the ground before he could even react!

Then, Sousuke quickly changed his movements, forming a perfect four-sided hold, which completely pinned his opponent down!

After completing the movement, he used his terrifying physique and core strength to firmly suppress Iga, who was constantly trying to break free, and a relaxed and carefree maniacal laugh appeared on his face.

"Minister, you've chosen the wrong approach!"

"Only sleeping skills——"

"I absolutely will not lose!!!"

***

Chapter 36 Atobe, I want to train with you!

Atobe Sousuke was not exaggerating.

Although it sounds sleazy.

But he's unbeatable when it comes to bedroom skills.

Iga's sleeping skills level is only 8, and even with a "+" bonus, it feels like it's no more than 10 at most.

Sousuke's bedroom skills level is an astonishing 18!

Under the terrifying suppression of hierarchy, no matter how high Iga’s spirits were or how hard he tried, he could only be suppressed to the point of being unable to move by Sousuke’s Horizontal Fortress.

Twenty-five seconds passed quickly amidst the incredulous gazes of the audience.

During this time, Iga racked his brains and used all his skills, but he was completely unable to shake Sousuke's suppression in the slightest.

The referee waved his hand and announced "One Shot".

Iga's fierce resistance came to an end.

Sosuke immediately sprang up as if he had been smeared with something dirty, making a disgusted face and slapping his judo uniform repeatedly.

Iga, panting heavily, looked at Sousuke with a wry smile and couldn't help but complain, "Hey, hey, hey! Are you serious? You're making it sound like you're fighting with poop!?"

"Two men locked in a tight, hand-to-hand combat for twenty-five seconds—that's disgusting enough!" Sousuke glanced at Iga speechlessly. "Next time, have some sportsmanship. Don't try to use those 'ground fighting' techniques on me, okay?"

"What does this have to do with martial ethics!" Iga said, both amused and exasperated. "It's normal to use ground techniques in judo. Don't you want to consider whether there's something wrong with your thinking?"

Sosuke was too lazy to argue with the minister anymore. He shrugged and said, "Putting everything else aside, Minister, we agreed on a best-of-three series. I've already won two rounds. Do you still want to continue?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's expression changed, and they looked expectantly at Iga's reaction.

Iga glanced around and suddenly laughed: "There's no need for any more matches. From now on, you will be the captain of all team matches for the Tsurumine Judo Club!"

The minister really gave up his position as general!

Everyone hesitated to speak.

The vast majority of people instinctively cannot accept it.

Their minister, whom they had always regarded as invincible, was defeated by a newcomer today.

Moreover, they were defeated cleanly and decisively twice.

Even this newcomer is a—

Some people were looking at the color of the belt around Atobe Sousuke's waist.

Vaginal discharge!

Over here, Iga had already stood up. He showed no signs of frustration at failure; instead, his brows were furrowed. "Sousuke, I'm now 99% confident that we can successfully break through the prefectural qualifiers and secure a ticket to the national team tournament."

He emphasized, "As long as I use your perfectly unbeatable sleeping technique..."

"No, no, no, I don't want to have the opportunity to use physical techniques!" Atobe Sousuke waved his hands repeatedly after hearing this.

Having said that, he was too lazy to argue with this wishful-thinking minister any further, and leisurely walked off the stage.

Of course, the judo club's morning training session also ended smoothly after the two-person match concluded.

Off the field, Yumi Mifune and Saki Yotsuba watched Sosuke arrive with great excitement.

Before Sousuke could speak, Yumi Mifune stepped forward and said, "Atobe-kun, I didn't know you were so strong! I'm sorry, I always underestimated you!"

Not to be outdone, Yotsuba Saki quickly followed up: "Sousuke-kun, I knew you would win."

Sosuke stretched out his hands and patted both girls' heads fairly.

"Don't touch my head, or I'll stunt my growth!"

Yumi Mifune slapped his hand away: (╬￣皿￣)

Sosuke looked at the class monitor, who was less than 1.6 meters tall, with pity. Poor girl, you're already a second-year high school student. I'm afraid you won't grow any taller.

Just be a lawful loli for the rest of your life.

"What kind of bullshit look is that!" Yumi Mifune pouted, then seemed to remember something and composed herself.

On the other side, Yotsuba Saki's reaction to being patted on the head was completely opposite to that of the class president. She squinted her eyes, tilted her head, and rubbed Sousuke's big hand, looking like she was enjoying it very much.

After composing herself, Yumi Mifune lowered her voice slightly, "Atobe-kun, um... um..."

What kind of trouble is this little one causing this time?

Sosuke looked at the class president with a questioning gaze.

Yumi Mifune seemed to be giving herself a pep talk: ?(?`^'?)?

Then, she looked earnestly at Atobe Sousuke: "Atobe-kun, I want to train with you and learn cat willow and sleeping techniques!"

Mifune Yumi has submitted her application to become your apprentice.

[Specified learning content: cat willow and sleeping skills]

The system notification sounded at the appropriate time.

Zongsuke's expression was dull: (oO)?

A beautiful girl with a clear voice, a soft body, and a loli-like figure insists on learning bedroom skills from me.

Little girl, I'm afraid you'll get pregnant before you've finished your studies!

Sosuke agreed without hesitation.

Regardless of what the squad leader wants to learn, for him, taking on an apprentice with SR aptitude is definitely a worthwhile investment.

You have approved Yumi Mifune's request to become her apprentice.

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

[You have acquired the SR-level throwing skill - Mountain Mist]

Mountain mist!?

Sosuke, who had already prepared himself to receive the "air slam" skill initiation, was stunned for a moment.

The legendary phantom technique in judo?

I heard that you need a special foot structure to perform this... but my feet are perfectly normal...

Amidst his confusion, Sousuke absorbed a great deal of insight and instinctive reaction regarding the "Mountain Storm" throwing technique.

Sosuke savored it carefully, then stroked his chin.

So that's how it is. The "Mountain Mist" skill the system gave me was specially modified to suit my body...

I have truly mastered this judo illusion technique!

"Hey! Hey! Atobe-kun!" A small hand waved repeatedly in front of Sousuke, who instinctively grabbed it.

Soft and small, with calluses on my palm, it has a unique charm compared to the delicate and boneless touch of my little deskmate.

Upon closer inspection, it was the class monitor's hand.

Sousuke: What are you doing!

Mifune Yumi stuck out her braids: "Shouldn't I be asking you? Why did you suddenly space out?"

Sousuke smiled and didn't argue, instead saying, "Class representative, although it's a bit embarrassing to say, according to the rules of my self-defense dojo, even if you're my classmate, you still have to pay tuition to learn!"