Chapter 22 The sound of "meow" in the kendo gym, the actual combat training is about to begin

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Chapter 22 The sound of "meow" in the kendo gym, the actual combat training is about to begin

On Saturday afternoon, Suzuki Mamoru came to Tamaki Kendo Hall again, of course in cat form.

"Why is this cat here again?"

As soon as Tamaki Sanchiyo opened the door, Suzuki Mamoru walked into the sword dojo, and he heard Nakazawa Rinka's voice.

"Rinka, it already has a name. It's called Kaji, not "this cat"." Tamaki Michiyo first corrected Nakazawa Rinka's statement, then followed behind the gray cat, looking at the gray cat's figure, his eyes fixed on it.

, "Maybe it has already remembered this place."

Suzuki Mamoru ignored the two female high school students who were still talking. He walked straight in, found a suitable position, lay down, and meowed lazily.

After lying down, he began to look around.

Tamaki Machiyo was beside him, and Nakazawa Rinka was in front. Both of them were wearing kendo protective gear, but they both took off their masks and gloves, and put their bamboo swords aside.

Two female high school students happened to be taking a break.

Suzuki Mamoru was thinking, and suddenly he felt his head being poked lightly. He turned his head, and the person who poked him was naturally Tamaki Machiyo.

After being glanced at by him, and realizing that she had been discovered, the girl quietly retracted her outstretched fingers into her fists, her clean and clear eyes seeming to say that she was not the one who poked him just now.

"Quite cute."

Facing Tamaki Michiyo who was squatting in front of him, Suzuki Mamoru tilted his head and blinked.

The corners of the girl's mouth couldn't help but curve into a nice smile.

Suzuki Mamoru whispered "meow" in a malicious and cute way, and her calm eyes rippled, and a smile appeared.

"Kaji." She began to call his name softly, and the fingers she had just hidden stretched out at the same time and put them on his head.

"What a sin."

While enjoying the feeling of the girl's fingers gently scratching his head, Suzuki Mamoru reflected in his heart, using his cute appearance to deceive the female high school students and so on.

However, such guilt could not last more than three seconds, and Suzuki Mamoru turned to think of other things.

In his mind, he went to school with Tamaki Machiyo and what this girl looked like when he was in the kendo club, and then compared it to now.

Suzuki Mamoru looked at Tamakiro Sanchiyo, and Tamakiro Sanchiyo looked at him.

"Meow~"

Suddenly a cat meowed, but the source of the sound was not Suzuki Mamoru, but Tamaki Machiyo who was squatting in front of him.

The girl's fingers were still gently grasping his head, a slight smile appeared on her pretty face, and her lips and teeth were slightly open. Both her cherry-colored lips and the few exposed white teeth were all glowing with a beautiful color, "Meow.

"Woo" sound is even more clean and clear, and imitating a cat's meow is too cute.

"It is true that humans and cats cannot be generalized."

Suzuki Mamoru faced the cute girl who "meowed" at him, and reluctantly followed with a "meow", teasing the girl's smile even more dazzlingly.

"Tamagi-san, this is absolutely not how you face me in my human form."

At that time, his cold demeanor was clearly visible.

If there is a cat-worshipping cult in this world, Tamaki Michiyo must be a devout believer.

“So cute”

Suzuki Mamoru was lost in thought about "worshiping the Cat God Cult" when he suddenly heard another sigh from a female high school student, it was Rinka Nakazawa.

Will this female high school student who has always had a problem with him finally be captured by the charm of cats?

Suzuki Mamoru twitched his ears and looked over.

He saw Rinka Nakazawa smiling contentedly, but her eyes were definitely not on him.

In other words, the phrase "so cute" was clearly meant for Tamaki Machiyo.

Suzuki Mamoru was speechless for a moment, then turned back silently. He looked at Tamakiro Machiyo again. Tamakiro Machiyo's hand that had been gently grabbing his head just now had stopped, and her slightly opened lips and teeth had closed.

I got carried away and meowed "meow" in front of my companions. Sure enough, I was still a little embarrassed.

"Rinhua."

After a moment of stalemate, Tamaki Michiyo took a breath and adjusted back to his state.

"Yes, Michiyo. What's wrong?" Nakazawa Rinka waited for a few seconds before responding. She was still immersed in the "meow" sound just now.

"There is something I haven't told you yet." Tamaki Machiyo had already calmed down and she said, "Yesterday, Suzuki-san came to the Kendo Club, and he——"

"——Eh?" Rinka Nakazawa finally woke up and couldn't help shouting in surprise, interrupting Tamaki Machiyo's words, "Does he really want to join the kendo club?"

"Yeah." Tamaki Machiyo looked at the gray cat who lay down, only his ears twitched cutely, and then stood up, and nodded.

Suzuki Mamoru was eavesdropping.

"What about Sanchiyo?" Nakazawa Rinka asked nervously.

"I did not agree."

"That's it."

"But I gave him a chance to take the test." Tamaki Michiyo added.

Nakazawa Rinka was stunned on the spot, and then asked after she realized what she was doing: "Eh? Why?"

Tamaki Machiyo stretched out his hand again and gently put it on the gray cat's back. Suzuki Mamoru's body couldn't help but stiffen, and his tail stopped.

When the girl's hand began to soothe his back, along his short fur, the light touch made him relax, and his tail swayed happily.

"Suzuki-kun said that he had only practiced kendo for one week, but I asked him to show me how to swing a sword. It's hard to imagine that he only practiced kendo for one week, even" Tamaki Michiyo recalled the sword swing that Suzuki Mamoru had performed in the kendo club.

"I even saw my shadow in him."

"." Suzuki Mamoru felt guilty inexplicably.

Through detailed observation, he tried his best to imitate Tamaki Machiyo in every detail, so of course there is her shadow.

".Is there a shadow of Sanchiyo?" Rinka Nakazawa asked in confusion.

"Yes." Tamaki Michiyo confirmed, "So, I will give him a week. As long as he can score points on me in the actual combat training next week, he will pass the assessment."

Nakazawa Rinka hesitated for a few seconds, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "That's definitely not possible."

Suzuki Mamoru glanced at Nakazawa Rinka.

Although he himself felt that it was not possible, when others said "no" so firmly, it turned out that he still couldn't do it.

"Okay, it's almost time to rest, let's continue practicing." Tamaki Machiyo glanced at Kaji, whose ears were drooping inexplicably, and finally stroked his furry body with his hands and stood up.

She walked back to the practice area, picked up the mask and gloves, put them on again, and also picked up the bamboo sword.

The same goes for Rinka Nakazawa.

"What about practical training next?" she asked.

"Yes." Tamaki Michiyo confirmed, his eyes suddenly became serious.

Suzuki Mamoru, who was lazily immersed in the touch of the female high school student just now, immediately cheered up.

Practical practice?

So this is a good opportunity to understand Tamaki Sanchiyo’s level of kendo, right?
Chapter completed!