April is the season for cherry blossoms to bloom.

When the glacier thaws and everything revives, the people in the city have rekindled their will to work and study. Most of them regard the brilliant cherry blossoms as the beginning of a new struggle and have a new symbol. Unlike the country of Rabbit, Japanese schools have "spring break". Usually from late March to early April, many schools have their own management. For example, Sato Tassus is a bit more difficult to start school early. On Monday, April 6, Nana Ikawa took the tram to study with a drooping face.

Compared with the eyes of her parents who are strict in discipline, Nana Ikawa feels that the school is much more interesting than at home. As for her expression, don’t get up too early and feel uncomfortable. She is wearing a gorgeous school uniform with exquisite workmanship and looking at other students of the same age who are used to running around every day on the tram, she yawned. She was studying at Toyotomi High School, which brings children of rich people. She just started school today, why is it so late... Don’t ask, it’s aristocratic high school.

I took a rest in the car and went to school to meet friends who had not seen each other for a few days and a week. The girls chattered and talked endlessly. Nana Ikawa became much more energetic. After class, she became sad again.

It was finally noon and the homework was already arranged. Toyotomi High School looked loose on the surface, but it was a trophy in various competitions, with both cultural and sports blossoming, and ranked among the top in Tokyo, where universities are overwhelming. Thinking of the Chinese class Ikawa Nana sighed and felt that his shoulders were under the heavy weight that should not be at this age.

"Nana, stop sighing. This is the first day of class. I'll tell you good news."

While Nana Ikawa was bored with chopsticks, her good friend Yoko came over and wrapped her neck with her hands, "It was the first day of class, okay..." She was pressed and had to push the other party away. The two of them had a fight for a while, Nana Ikawa regained her vitality and said:

"Okay, tell me if there is any good news."

Yoko was optimistic and cheerful, with a sweet face. She was famous for her hangout in all grades, and she was well-known for her popularity and well-informed. When the other party heard this, she winked at her, "Your afternoon's Kendo activity, bring me one."

"Kendo Ministry activity..." Nana Ikawa was confused. What was there to go to for the exercises of the exhausted fairy? She hadn't been there for a while. Yoko didn't know, "Minister Kitahara has been preparing for the national competition. Not many people have arrived at the dojo... Wait, you mean..." When I thought of something, Nana Ikawa raised her voice and became excited.

"You are stupid, the competition ended two days ago. Kitahara won the first place in the country! Of course he has arrived at the start of school today!" Yoko confirmed her speculation.

Many things in the students' world are similar. Singing and dancing in domestic basketball and art performances dominate the mating rights. In Japan, clubs are an important basis for determining the ecological level of a person's circle. Sports clubs are more popular, but they often have three parts of the world in the tennis department, football department, and baseball department. Traditional and strict clubs such as the Gudao Department and the Kendo Department are relatively weak. If they reach the level of a top club, their ministers must be very powerful.

The director of Kendo Department of Toyotomi High School is such a person, the third-year Eishi Kitahara, a super popular owner on the school.

"Oh, the number one in the country, it's too strong!"

"Shh, whisper! This news is just a TV report. The school has not announced it yet. No one will go later. We can..." Yoko lowered her voice and handed her a look that you understand.

Nana Ikawa nodded quickly, then kept her mouth shut. In order to speak less, she even focused on class a little, and was praised by the Chinese teacher. During the ten minutes waiting for get out of class to end, she looked out the window in a daze. Kendo Kendo, and somehow suddenly thought of the tutor who taught her Chinese.

Holding a decorative sword of handicrafts, he stinged it with a random stab...

The long crispness would pop up from time to time in Nana Ikawa's mind. I was shocked at first, but then I thought about it, it was actually a very nice sound, like flowing water and white clouds. No, right, she was just scared. Nana Ikawa thought to herself that she had learned to stab her secretly at night and learned to stab her dozens of times, but unfortunately she didn't respond at all. After self-analysis, it was normal that she could not make a "sword sound" when paddling in the Kendo Department... If she was a skilled person in the Kendo Department, it would be no problem. As for the first place in the country, it would be not to mention Minister Kitahara.

Nana Ikawa felt that it should be not difficult to let the sword sing. Could it be that the uncle of Yu Bai or the master of kendo? Didn’t he want to teach martial arts but instead change to a language teacher? She shook her head and shook off this absurd idea.

"Study is over, let's go." At three o'clock in the afternoon, Nana Ikawa didn't notice it, until Yoko came to urge her.

"Oh." She came to her senses and quickly took her hands and ran out of the classroom, changed her shoes and went to the Kendo Department.

When they arrived at the dojo, they were stunned.

"...Didn't you say that there is no one in the Kendo Department at ordinary times?" Yoko stumbling speechlessly.

"Yes." Nana Ikawa replied. Actually, it's not alone. There are still five or six middle-aged boys who are interested in swordsmanship... but it's not like this at all. She looked at it in surprise, "And there will be no women."

The female department members were basically for Kitahara Eishi. For example, Nana Igawa, and Minister Kendo took a long leave to prepare for the national competition, the natural person went to the door to empty.

But at this moment, the small temple, except for the practice grounds in the middle, was already full of people, and 80% were women.

The two understood that the news leaked and there was an insider.

I went, some women even put on protective gear, and they were too well prepared.

Women are not suitable for living in groups. Nana Ikawa and Yoko are automatically grouping together to be alert to the surroundings. Everyone's eyes showed the hostility and disdain that actually attracted the female cousin.

"So many people?"

He was wearing a black kimono, with a tall and powerful figure, and his pupils were as bright as stars, frowned with his sword eyebrows. He simply held the bamboo sword and was like a lofty and arrogant knight in the Warring States Period. He said to the two male members.

The dojo and the rest area were only the size of a basketball court, but it had only been so long that it was already crowded and people kept coming in through the door.

"During the days when I was away, everyone signed up enthusiastically?" Kitanohara Eishi was squeezed into the corner by the crowd, and his actions were in a difficult position.

A male officer cast a look of "Do you think it's possible?" and another male officer sighed: "Minister, I just said you should take measures first..."
Chapter completed!