I teach judo in Tokyo.

***

The next day.

A radiant Atobe Sousuke arrived at the school gate on time.

After last night's relaxation, his body, which had been under intense physical exertion, was able to unwind.

It must be said that Ms. Kuno's two magic weapons are indeed excellent tools for dealing with inner demons.

He stopped and looked around, and soon spotted several buses parked at the school gate.

So many? Which one is the judo club's vehicle?

Immediately afterwards, he saw Iga Yahiko waving at him from the bus door on the left.

Sosuke immediately went over: "Good morning, Minister. Shall we take this car?"

"Good morning!" Iga Yahiko said with a gentle smile. "Get in the car first. This weekend are the regional qualifiers for several events in the National Championships. Those cars belong to other clubs."

He stepped aside to let Sousuke get in the car: "We're going to the Budokan in Chiyo Ward, and we'll be traveling with the Kendo Club."

"Kendo Club..." Sousuke stroked his chin, then smiled nonchalantly, patted the club president on the shoulder, and boarded the bus.

The moment he got into the car, his pupils trembled slightly.

Wow! Another SSR!

Chapter 46 Wufang Suzi

"Atobe-kun, over here! Come over here quickly!"

As soon as he boarded the bus, he saw Mifune Yumi, the energetic class monitor, waving to him from a seat at the back of the bus.

Atobe Sousuke walked over, but out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at someone on the other side of the aisle.

She was a young girl sitting upright, with long, straight black hair falling naturally, beautiful features, and a calm expression.

She wore the same blue skirt and white shirt uniform as her classmates, but her graceful and slender figure made her noticeably taller than the girls around her, standing out from the crowd.

If they're not from the judo club, then they must be from the kendo club.

However, what really caught Sosuke's attention was the glittering gold label on her head.

【Five Directions Suzi (18), Disciple Potential: SSR, Be sure to collect her】

Another SSR-level qualification!

Sosuke wanted to study it more closely, but then he saw the kendo girl raise her eyes and look at him very sharply.

His eyes were sharp, as if they contained a blade.

A cold beauty.

Sosuke naturally withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Mifune Yumi, walking over to the class representative's side.

"Chairman, you look quite well."

As he spoke, he first reached up and stuffed his large backpack into the roof rack of the car.

After putting away his luggage, he reached out and shoved the class monitor inside, taking up a spot near the aisle as the monitor puffed out his cheeks.

Yumi Mifune was sulking: (╬￣皿￣)

She punched Sousuke's arm with her little fist and said angrily, "Atobe-kun, can't you have a little bit of gentlemanly manners!"

Sosuke treated the squad leader's fist like a massage and leaned back in his chair without a care.

"I'm doing this to protect you. If we get hijacked, you can hide inside and I'll make sure you're safe."

After saying that, he patted the class monitor's head: "Also, you should change how you address me. You should call me Teacher Atobe."

Yumi Mifune slapped Sousuke's hand away and said angrily, "I'm just learning cat willow branches and bedroom techniques from you, you don't need to call me a teacher, do you?"

Sosuke chuckled: "Once a teacher, always a father. You should not only call me Teacher, you should even call me Dad!"

Yumi Mifune looked shocked: o(?Д?)っ!

Then she realized, "You're lying to me! Although the classical Chinese saying you used sounds reasonable, it definitely doesn't mean that!"

Sosuke took the opportunity to pat Yumi Mifune's head again, then stopped teasing her and turned to look at the kendo girl with a smile.

Then, he met the other person's sharp gaze.

The kendo girl gave him a cold glance, then turned her head away.

Although he has a good appearance, he is a frivolous person.

Thinking this to herself, she lost interest in looking at Sosuke.

Sosuke, on the contrary, became interested. He propped his elbow on the armrest of his chair, resting his face on his side, and gave a faint smile, openly offering his gaze to the kendo girl.

In his eyes, the label of "kendo girl" was presented in a more detailed way.

[Wufang Suzi]

[Disciple Potential: SSR - Tuition fee subsidy of 500%, random reward of SSR-level skill of the dojo master after joining the dojo, and an additional reward for each rank increase]

Age: 18

Body type stats: 86, 57, 87

[Already possesses the protective technique: Swordsmanship - No Outflow 10]

[Difficulties Faced: None at the moment]

Tuition fee (approx.): 50000 yen/month

[Possesses entry 1: Heavenly Sword - 300% tuition subsidy]

[Possesses entry 2: Slay Evil - 200% Tuition Subsidy]

[Special Move: Tooth Thrust]

[Current Status: This frivolous guy seems to still be looking at me, that annoying gaze...]

[System suggestion: Be sure to recruit them as disciples]

Sosuke withdrew his gaze, his brows furrowing slightly.

This kendo girl named Motoko Itsuka doesn't seem to have a good impression of him.

Moreover, she is a genius in swordsmanship, and even possesses a specific style of ancient swordsmanship.

It has to be said that it is quite difficult to accept someone as a disciple.

Although his swordsmanship level on the panel was no worse than his opponent's.

However, even if you give yourself a chance to demonstrate your abilities, you may not be able to attract the other party to become your apprentice.

unless--

He looked at Yumi Mifune.

Unless he can attract the class monitor to become his apprentice, by using some unique technique to pique the other party's interest.

For example, cat willow.

Unfortunately, this skill doesn't exist now, and even if there's an opportunity to acquire a special advanced skill in the future, it might not necessarily be related to swordsmanship.

If you can't think of a solution right away, then don't think about it anymore.

He currently has three disciples, which is enough to keep him busy for the time being.

He smiled knowingly, leaving the class monitor, who was staring at him, completely bewildered.

Yumi Mifune: (⊙_⊙)?

Sousuke's heart skipped a beat, and he asked with a smile, "Yumi, you didn't form a team in the end this year, so you're going to participate in the individual competition this time?"

Yumi Mifune nodded: "Yes, this preliminary round is held over two weeks. The team competition is on Saturday morning and the individual competition is on Saturday afternoon. Our women's judo club doesn't have enough members and can't form a team. So we have no choice but to give up."

As she spoke, she seemed somewhat dejected: "Hefeng's judo is still too weak. I was hoping to come here and show off my skills."

Sosuke patted her little head: "In the meantime, I'll give you some pointers on Nekoyuu these next few days. It might help you compete for a spot later."

At the mention of judo, Yumi Mifune's big eyes lit up: "Okay! You said it! Then let's rent a space at the dojo tonight for extra practice!"

"Besides cat willow, you also have to teach me bedroom skills!" Her voice rose slightly.

Startled, Sosuke immediately reached out and covered her mouth.

Don't shout! People will think I'm a pervert!

He looked around, but thankfully everyone was chatting excitedly and didn't notice the two of them.

Then, his gaze met those sharp eyes again.

This time, Wu Fang Suzi's eyes revealed a hint of disdain without any attempt to hide it.

She couldn't help but reach out and grasp the bamboo sword wrapped in a cloth bag beside her.

A burning sense of justice ignited within me.

frivolous man!

They actually tricked such a young girl into learning bedroom skills...

Don't give me a chance to teach you a lesson!

Under the cold, razor-sharp gaze of the kendo girl, Sousuke wanted to explain, but felt he had no right to do so.

He could only sigh and helplessly shrug.

Well, before I've even started taking any action, I already feel like I'm drifting further and further away from this future disciple.

......

After a disastrous start, Sousuke decided to give up on this SSR-level genius kendo girl.

He then started chatting casually with Yumi Mifune, who was sitting next to him and looked excited.

"Chairman, as the manager of the judo club, do you have any information on... well, I mean, information on formidable opponents? So I can get some information in advance."

Upon hearing Sousuke's question, Yumi Mifune immediately smiled so broadly that her mouth turned into a heart shape.

Then she turned around and took out a small notebook from her bag: "Atobe-kun, you've come to the right person for this question!"

Sosuke flicked her on the forehead: "Call me Teacher's College!"

Yumi Mifune almost burst into tears: (T ^ T)

"Teachers' college..."

Sosuke rubbed her forehead with satisfaction.

Yumi Mifune quickly forgot her pain, eagerly opened her notebook, flipped through it several times to the middle, and then presented it to Sosuke.

"Atobe..."

Sousuke: Stare!

"Teachers' College! Look, this is the information I've painstakingly collected on the judo clubs of several top-seeded universities. They are all strong teams with a very high chance of qualifying for the preliminary rounds this year!"

Sosuke obediently focused his attention on the notebook.

***

Chapter 47 The Big Aces

Yumi Mifune handed her notebook containing her notes to Sosuke.

"Too close! My eyesight is very good."

Sosuke gently pulled her hand away and looked at her carefully.

On the left-hand page, several lines of large characters were written in colored pens, like a bulletin board.

"Tokyo's Three Top Judo Schools"

"Shūdō, Idatsuzan, Fūfūmō"

Mifune Yumi leaned excitedly towards Sousuke, pointing to the three names in her notebook: "Shūtoku, Itoyama, and Fudomine, these three schools' judo clubs are recognized as the strongest teams in the Tokyo area. At least in recent years, these three have basically been the teams that have qualified for the national tournament in the Tokyo area."

"So, there are only three spots available from the Tokyo regional qualifiers?" Sosuke asked in a low voice.