area51novel Chapter 571 Sorry, I couldn't let you use your full strength
Chapter 571 Sorry, I couldn't let you use your full strength
Chapter 571 Sorry, I couldn't let you use your full strength
When Director Arisugawa turned around, he saw his daughter carefully helping Hojo Kyosuke put on gloves.
Young people nowadays are so useless. They need help to put on gloves?
Even thinking this in his mind, the gentleman still laughed and praised his daughter for being sensible.
Arisugawa Ren lowered her head, not daring to speak. Even something as trivial as wearing gloves took a lot of effort to get.
The neatly dressed Hojo Kyosuke lowered his head, smiled at Mitsuha, then stood up and walked towards the center of the field.
Looking at him from behind, apart from his dark blue clothes, the most conspicuous thing was the turban wrapped around the back of his head.
Kendo is a sport with a high intensity and requires wearing armor, so you sweat a lot. To prevent sweat from getting into your eyes, you wrap your hair with a headscarf called a "hand towel."
There are no restrictions on the color or pattern of the "hand-wiping". When all kendo uniforms are exactly the same, the hand-wiping becomes the only place where one can show individuality.
Introverted players would choose a simple pure white hand-wipe or simply dye one or two words, such as "勇" or "武". Extroverted players have more tricks. Onizuka Eikichi once printed a bikini beauty on his hand-wipe, but the result was not very good. He was not kicked out by the referee for being immoral, but the printing shop he found was really unreliable. The pattern on the hand-wipe was dissolved in sweat before the game was over, dyeing his face. After taking off the mask, the opponent who was beaten and had a buzzing head said stupidly, "Am I fighting a demon?"
The other members of the Crazy Angels are not much better. Individuality is the only thing they pursue. Before every competition, people from many schools come to watch them wipe their hands, just like girls reading fashion magazines to chase after trends.
There is also a story behind Hojo Kyosuke's hand wipe. When he was in the first grade of junior high school, in order to promote "One Punch Man", the publishing house prepared a hand wipe for him with Saitama's big bald head printed on it. Big publishing houses are reliable and the printing is quite delicate. It is impossible to tell the front and back at all. It looks as if the bald head is the real body of Hojo Kyosuke.
However, after only one game, he was asked by the referee to change his hand wipes on the grounds that he was interfering with other players' games.
Wow—a big bald head!
That’s roughly how it feels.
After that, the hand-wipe blanket with Saitama's big bald head printed on it was sold as a peripheral product, and the sales were quite good. Even people who had never read the comics were buying it. It was said that it was some kind of hip-hop spirit. Hojo Kyosuke didn't understand, but he was very happy to receive the money.
So when Attack on Titan was serialized later, he took the initiative to talk about this matter without the publisher telling him. In the end, he went to the battle wearing a hand wipe with the exposed face of the Colossal Titan printed on it. He was also asked to change it after only one match. This was because his strength was indeed overwhelming, otherwise he might have to compete again.
Hojo Kyosuke expressed his understanding of the referee's request, otherwise if three huge breasts were printed directly on the armor, the enemy would have nothing to do but study whether there was an invasion by alien species from Martian.
The hand wipes were sold as peripherals again this time, and the timing was just right for Halloween, when all kinds of giants appeared on the streets of Shibuya.
Mobile advertising space, making money, not shabby, Hojo Kyosuke's fans even think this is a fan-loving behavior, after all, even a well-known person like him wears this kind of hand wipe in such a serious occasion, so what's wrong with them as fans using it in daily life. On weekdays, I would be despised by girls in the class if I wear a pain suit, but now when I wear a peripheral hand wipe, the girls enthusiastically ask if it is the same one as Hojo Kyosuke. The two-dimensional peripherals have suddenly become a fashion trend, and the things in the fashion industry are as confusing as ever.
How could you in Ruyi Liao miss such an event?
"If I let Kyousuke take my hand into battle, wouldn't it be like me fighting alongside him?"
Therefore, every time Hojo Kyosuke went to a competition, he would bring a separate small package, which was filled with hand wipes prepared by Sakura Glass and the others. Fortunately, the headscarf had to be changed when it got wet, so there was no need for the girls to fight over it.
For example, now, the hand wipe that Hojo Kyosuke is wearing on his head is a light blue one with a green four-leaf clover printed on it.
It was prepared for him by Sanye. Compared with his mighty figure, this delicate hand wipe looked quite elegant.
Because Hojo Kyosuke had not worn armor when he chopped people before, this was the first time that Seaside High School and the Roppongi Miss Group saw his hands wiped, so a small discussion sounded again. After all, in their opinion, for someone as powerful as Hojo, the pattern on his headscarf should be something like "Unparalleled in the World", or at least a Ukiyo-e painting.
However, the people in the Runaway Angels had already gotten used to it. No one dared to say a word. On the contrary, they praised the pattern and said it was a perfect match for their big brother.
"Hey, Ren, who do you think is more powerful, Hojo-kun or Chiba-san?"
Kiyoko Himeno asked in a low voice. She didn't know anything about kendo. Before, Hojo-kun had fought so many people by himself and looked very strong, but the subordinate of Director Arisugawa just now didn't look bad either, and he had so many powerful titles, so she became uncertain.
"This..." Arisugawa Ren was struggling.
"Haha, Hojo-kun is the best among his peers, but his age is the stage of rapid growth. Kenichi, on the other hand, is in his early thirties, his physical functions are at their peak, and he has accumulated decades more competition experience than Hojo-kun. No matter how outstanding his talent is, the gap between these two points is difficult to make up."
Director Arisugawa said with a smile. He did not directly say who won or lost, but the meaning was very clear.
"Is this so..."
Kiyoko Himeno frowned and opened her mouth to say something, but before she opened her mouth she suddenly glanced at Miyamizu Mitsuha who was sitting on the other side. Then she saw the young lady from the thousand-year-old priest family sitting upright, her toes aligned with her waist, her hands naturally placed on her thighs, her snow-white neck more elegant than a swan, and her whole person was dignified.
Is her temperament so good? Ji Ye was surprised, and then he saw this miko who looked more noble than a lady said:
"The age gap may bring some advantages, but what is more despairing is the gap in talent."
Miyamizu Mitsuha spoke with a smile, her virtuous and dignified appearance forming a great contrast with her wild words.
"Haha, I agree with that, but Kenichi's talent isn't bad either."
Director Arisugawa said with a smile. The reason why his tone was so kind was because Mitsuha Miyamizu honestly revealed her useless father who liked to run away from home when she introduced herself before. He was the director of the Special Disaster Office of the Neon Fire Department. Just now, his secretary had sent over some simple information.
This is amazing. He was born in a famous family in Kyoto. He was a folklorist, a priest, and a politician. He has a rich resume. If he came to Tokyo to run for a seat in the parliament, he could make up stories that would satisfy the voters. But the most eye-catching thing is that this person actually has the merit of saving an entire town from a disaster. This is simply unique among the Japanese bureaucrats who are full of waste. He doesn't need to bow and apologize, but holds a press conference with his chest held high. How brilliant it is, I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it at all.
With a good family background and outstanding abilities, her political future is bright. If she takes two more steps forward, she will become the vice minister of the Fire Department and become the top of the bureaucracy. Out of respect for Mr. Miyamizu, the meticulous and serious Mr. Arisugawa Gouri is quite friendly to Mitsuha Miyamizu.
Even Hojo Kyosuke and Mitsuha Miyamizu probably didn't know how much potential that stubborn old man had. Of course, Miyamizu Yotsuha certainly didn't know, otherwise she would have asked her naughty father who ran away from home to allocate funds for rebuilding Miyamizu Shrine. No one knew, but Tetsuta Kisaki definitely knew, so the military advisor also paid the highest respect to Miss Miyamizu.
At this time, hearing what Director Arisugawa said, the Rindan brothers beside him raised their eyebrows and wanted to jump up and shout several times, "Idiot, do you know how awesome my director is? How can a mere cop be compared with my big brother?!" However, their base camp was in Roppongi, and Director Arisugawa was a perfect professional match. It would not be easy for them to deal with him, so out of fear of Tonkatsu Rice, they suppressed their desire to refute.
“The more talented a person is, the more they realize the gap between themselves and true genius.”
Mitsuha Miyamizu still smiled elegantly and her slightly hoarse voice was full of magnetism.
"..."
Arisugawa Gouri returned to his meticulous and stern appearance, and he was well-mannered enough not to say anything harsh.
Kiyoko Himeno lowered her head in shame, looking at Miss Miyamizu's blind confidence in Hojo-kun, and she realized that she still had a lot of things to learn.
So she began to think about how to comfort Hojo-kun if he lost later.
In the field, Hojo Kyosuke, who was wearing protective gear, and Michiyo were a little nervous, fearing that they would not be able to see the movements of the two masters clearly and make misjudgments.
"Hojo-kun, you learned the Hokushin Ittoryu, right? I just saw your bamboo sword and remembered that I heard Inspector Naito talk about you before."
Chiba Kenichi said with a smile.
"Huh? Chiba-san knows Naito?" Hojo Kyosuke asked puzzledly. He was not puzzled about the fact that the two knew each other, but since Chiba Kenichi had heard of him from Naito Akifumi, why did he still have the courage to fight him now?
"I met him at a previous exchange meeting, and I was also coached by him during the competition. Inspector Naito said that Hojo-kun is a very outstanding junior of Hokushin Ittoryu."
Chiba Kenichi was also a little confused, because the student opposite him didn't use honorifics when talking about Naito Akifumi. No matter how good the relationship is, you can't do this. Even if you don't care, you will be scolded by other seniors in the dojo. If you are used as a target to practice the face-cutting, you can't even stand steadily in less than a day, and you have to lie down for a week to barely recover.
"I see. Yes, Naito-senpai also took good care of me in the dojo."
Hojo Kyosuke said casually, and he had an epiphany. Just like Yamamura Ono ran back to the dojo to show off his favorite disciple, Naito Akifumi was also showing off his outstanding junior.
The general meaning is, I can't beat you, but my descendants will help me get back at you and beat you to a pulp.
No wonder that guy was so eager, just like the ancient aides advising the princes to go to the capital to serve the king, constantly asking me to go back to my family.
"Then let's get started. I won't let you down. Please use all your strength, Hojo-kun."
Chiba Kenichi clenched his bamboo sword and said seriously, "He wants to show the director and the young ladies that a man's romance is all about blood and fire!"
"Um……"
But I will let him off, Hojo Kyosuke thought silently.
After all, they are here to help me guide my subordinates, so I should give them some face and not be as reckless as Goro Tobata and Onizuka.
Xisaki on the sidelines raised the flag, his eyes full of anticipation. Let me show you, even a national-level player is no match for the big brother!
The flag was waved and the game began.
But strangely, the two people holding knives and facing each other in the field did not move.
The two of them stared at each other through the gap between their masks. It took more than ten seconds for Hojo Kyosuke to react. This was Chiba Kenichi showing his seniority and waiting for him to attack first. He was a little uncomfortable for a while. After all, he had always been the last to counterattack, because if he attacked first, the opponent would have no chance to attack at all.
Just, turn on 30 percent of the power.
With this in mind, Hojo Kyosuke tightened his grip on his bamboo sword and stepped forward. According to his previous observations, Chiba Kenichi could only fight one or two moves with one-third of them at most.
"Ha——" he shouted as usual.
So fast! So fast!!
Chiba Ken focused his eyes and saw that Hojo Kyosuke's speed was beyond his imagination. He thought that the previous Maki Kyosuke was strong enough, but he didn't expect that the Hojo Kyosuke he admired was much stronger than him.
Not daring to be careless, he also shouted and raised his bamboo sword to block.
What a strong force!
The muscles on Chiba Kenichi's hands bulged, and he gritted his teeth and fought hard.
Huh? The resistance was unexpectedly weak.
Hojo Kyosuke was surprised. Maybe he was too tired? Thinking of this, he reduced some of his strength.
So Chiba Kenichi finally succeeded in pushing his opponent away.
This guy is so strong, he’s a tough opponent!
Chiba Kenichi was breathing heavily, and his original indifference towards Hojo Kyosuke disappeared completely.
Just one confrontation changed his mindset from wanting to show off in front of his boss and the eldest lady to not embarrassing himself.
If you don't try your best, you might lose.
Thinking of this, he focused all his attention and stared intently at the strong opponent opposite him.
At this moment, Hojo Kyosuke roared again:
“Hahahaha – Hand!!”
Chiba Kenichi clearly saw Hojo Kyosuke's sword moves, and even found it somewhat familiar, because almost all of those guys before knew how to chop hands with this move.
However, my eyes saw it, my brain figured out how to deal with it, but my body...
Swah——
Just as Chiba Kenichi felt pain in his wrist, the three referees raised their flags at the same time.
Wow, it turns out there is no need to worry about misjudgment. Even if the opponent is Chiba-san, Hojo-kun's slash is still so clean and neat, so cool.
Michiyo thought with a flushed face.
I... I lost now?
Chiba Kenichi couldn't even maintain his zanshin, and his bamboo sword dropped in disbelief.
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