Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 669 Are You Here to Make Trouble?

"What are you doing here?"

As the swordsman who won the national championship for three consecutive times, Ninety-nine True Red has undoubtedly become the absolute protagonist of the dojo. After his appearance, those who had gathered around the sixth generation of Beichen politely said goodbye and left. Even the senior officials of the Metropolitan Police Department and the top executives of the consortium were talking to him eagerly.

The chief police officer wants to recruit this top expert to become a "special trainee" of the Metropolitan Police Department, hoping that he can bring honor to himself and help him go faster on the road to power. The top executives of the consortium also want to recruit him, whether as a treasure to increase the family's heritage or as a valuable item to show off, it is a very good choice.

Although the sixth generation Otsuka Yoichiro is the supreme ninth dan on the surface, the value of this honorary rank is far less respectable than that of the youngest eighth dan swordsman.

The rank of Neon Kendo has never been about testing actual combat ability. Even though the examination requirements include actual combat, it is more of a formality or a ceremonial thing. The so-called actual combat only provides a stage for performance, just like an actor coordinating with the person reading the lines during an audition.

After all, even if he was an 8th-level swordsman, at the age of 60, he would definitely not be able to beat a 40-year-old 4th- or 5th-level swordsman who was in his prime. If you ask those 70- or 80-year-old elders to compete with young people, it would be too undignified. No one wants to lose their old age.

Therefore, the ones who truly represent the strongest combat power in Kendo are the holders of the seventh and eighth dan levels. In the annual seventh and eighth dan selection competitions, the winners must also be the best in the national conference.

And the 40-something Kyuujiu Shinku, if nothing unexpected happened, wanted to rule Neon Kendo for at least five years. Regardless of age or occupation, everyone present had one thing in common, that is, they all had a heart that loved Kendo, at least it had been like that in the past.

So everyone was very curious, why would this strongest representative of the current Japanese sword world appear at an event like tonight. After all, after dominating three consecutive national conferences, this gentleman was very decent and no longer participated in the national conference, and instead strived for other honors that he had never had. Would such a swordsman with noble interests also like to join in the fun like them?

"Are you doing this for Hojo Kyousuke as well?"

Someone asked. They didn't hear the conversation between the two people in Daidoji before. But when this question was asked, everyone thought it was absolutely impossible. After all, one was a golden eagle flying in the sky, and the other was a cat running on the ground. The cat might be able to jump on the wall and wave its claws twice, but it could never touch the sky.

In fact, even Daidoji himself didn't quite believe what Kyujuku Shinku said after hearing it.

But the youngest eighth-level swordsman in Japan said just that. He squinted his eyes and smiled very gently and said softly:

"Yeah, I also want to see the invincible Hojo Kyosuke."

Anyone who hears his voice will unconsciously recall their student days. He is a very experienced teacher.

There was a piece of gossip written in one issue of the Kendo League's magazine "Kensou", saying that this powerful swordsman, when he was a student, felt that he would be laughed at as a four-eyed chicken if he wore glasses, so he refused to wear glasses despite his nearsightedness. Therefore, he was used to squinting his eyes when he chopped and looked at people in every kendo competition. Therefore, his opponents gave him the nickname "No-Eyes Victory", meaning that they could decide the outcome before he opened his eyes.

Although it is common for great people to have some nicknames when they were students, since Jiujiu Zhenhong would not wear glasses in order not to become a four-eyed chicken wine, he naturally would not maliciously be called the eyeless man, so he soon wore glasses, but the habit of squinting his eyes remained.

"Do you also think that brat is too arrogant?"

"Kyujuku-sama is not a petty person. I think he must have noticed Hojo Kyousuke's talent and wanted to convince him to transfer to Kyushu."

"Yes, with the guidance of Master Jiujiu, it might be even quicker for Hojo to obtain the eighth dan qualification."

"..."

There were all kinds of speculations. After watching several fierce and exciting competitions in succession, everyone's heads were obviously filled with excitement.

"Hahaha, that's not the case. I just think that maybe I can learn more from Hojo-kun and improve my kendo." Kyujuku Shinhong said with a smile.

As soon as these words were spoken, the people around opened their mouths in surprise. Some said that the Sword Saint was too modest, some began to discuss whether Hojo Kyosuke was really that powerful, and some were planning to jump out and chop Hojo Kyosuke up first.

"Master Jiujiu, do you also think that Hojo-kun's swordsmanship is amazing?"

One voice stood out from the crowd and overwhelmed the others. The reason why this voice was special was, firstly, the strange emphasis of the Japanese language, and secondly, the appearance of the person who spoke it.

A blond foreigner, with light golden hair lying flat on his scalp, styled into a slicked-back style with hair wax. With his good looks, he stood out among a crowd of office workers or policemen.

What is even more special is his name, Ryunosuke Otsuka, the adopted son or son-in-law of the fifth generation of Hokushin. Although he has not yet married the fifth generation's daughter, he is already engaged and has changed his surname.

As soon as the German opened his mouth, those who had been discussing gossip enthusiastically just now stopped talking, and their playful eyes moved back and forth between Otsuka Ryunosuke and Daidoji Masashi, and everyone showed an undisguised expression of watching the fun.

Facing everyone's gaze, the tough guy Daidoji Masashi, who had fought to the death and would rather be chopped than take a step back, suddenly had a dark face. Fortunately, his face was not white so it could not be seen, but everyone could see his embarrassment.

The Battle for the Successor of Beichen Ittoryu

This was the biggest amusement in the kendo world in recent years. Some fearless people were ready to add fuel to the fire, but Ninety-nine Shinku spoke up:

"Of course, if Hojo-kun is just a person with a false reputation, then why are you and I gathered here?"

He affirmed without hesitation, which left everyone speechless. After all, they couldn't just say that they mainly wanted to find trouble with Beichen Ittoryu, right?

Someone who was close to Jiujiu laughed and interrupted:

"If Hojo Kyosuke is really that good, then this year Mr. Jiujiu's Kyushu Academy High School will probably only get second place, right?"

"Yeah, but I wonder if I will lose to him before my students do? Tonight, let me come and see Hojo-kun's current strength on behalf of my students."

On the other side, in an Alpha that was waiting for the traffic light, people were discussing what happened in the Beichen Ittoryu Dojo.

"… Nagase Ichiro was the first to go. Good fellow, this man's character is as respectable as his swordsmanship. He actually didn't use a round-robin battle to bully Daidoji. But my senior brother only beat up good people!"

Naito Akifumi looked at the message on his phone and said with a playful smile, teasing his senior brother mercilessly:

"Ha, so what if he has won the Industrial Group Kendo Tournament for three consecutive years? He is still no match for Daidoji. Iguchi Ryo? This guy only dares to jump out when Daidoji is exhausted. Well done, that's what you should do. Throw him down hard and hit his visor hard! Give him a severe concussion so that he can't stand up."

"…Miyazaki Masaru? Shit, he actually took advantage of someone’s misfortune? The Osaka Prefectural Police have lost all their face because of this guy. No, I have to tell Aunt Nakajo in class right away. Her relative is a police officer in Osaka. Tomorrow, the whole Osaka Prefecture will know that their strongest kendo master is a despicable villain who took advantage of someone’s misfortune. Daidoji will not be able to escape this time. His opponent’s judo is better than his. He never won in the previous competition between the two of them. Alas, poor Daidoji, I told you not to be a big brother a long time ago."

"…No, wait, wait! Ah! This is terrible, Hojo! Something terrible has happened!"

Naito Akifumi, who had been muttering to himself, suddenly shouted, scaring Hojo Kyosuke and Mitsuha Miyamizu who were whispering to each other.

"what happened again?"

Hojo Kyosuke asked helplessly. Since getting in the car, this guy has been talking non-stop as if he was taking revenge. At first, he would introduce the big shots from the Beichen Ittoryu family who would be present tonight. After introducing those dignitaries, he would call out the names of the kendo masters who were present one by one, and give detailed introductions to their special skills and habits. He also enthusiastically recommended a video website to him and asked him to search for those people's game videos to watch.

Something seemed to have changed in the dojo from a while ago. A big fight broke out before he even started. He was originally interested in listening, but Naito was talking too much and too frequently. He was explaining, but he had a lot of personal opinions, so Hojo Kyosuke was not happy to listen and turned to chat with Mitsuha. The two of them were just discussing what kind of instructor to find for Mitsuha's school, and soon he listed 17 requirements.

First of all, gender, must be female. Second, age. If too old, don't let your skills decline and you'll take advantage of your age. If too young, don't let people get jealous of Mitsuha and other female college students and cause trouble. Then, kendo rank. Originally, Hojo Kyousuke wanted to find a minimum of 7th dan, but considering the special characteristics of female swordsmen, he lowered the requirement to 5th dan. Then, the job...

As for whether he could find the right person for so many requirements? Hojo Kyosuke didn't consider this question at all. After all, he was about to become the successor of Hokushin Ittoryu, one of the strongest dojos in Japan. They were all his own things, so why should he be polite? This was to give those disciples a chance to swear allegiance to him.

"Ninety-nine True Red is coming!"

Naito Akifumi screamed, his face full of horror. Yamamura Onobe next to him also screamed.

"Teacher Jiujiu?"

Hojo Kyosuke raised his eyebrows in surprise. He was not unfamiliar with this name. The other party was the instructor of the Kendo Department of Kyushu Academy High School.

When he was in the first year of junior high school, the good man Maki Kyosuke used his connections to hire him as the instructor of the school's kendo club in order to ease his financial pressure. He received two salaries directly, which made him feel relieved since he had not yet embarked on the path of writing and creation. It was also thanks to this that he did not fall to the point of borrowing money at the gate of the elementary school.

Except for the time when he was in a hurry to return home and did not accompany the high school department to the national conference in his first year of junior high school, he accompanied the kendo club to participate in the competition as an instructor in his second and third years, and naturally had some interactions with the teacher Kyuujiu Shinku.

"You know him?" Naito Akifumi was surprised.

"A mathematics teacher at Kyushu Academy High School and the youngest eighth-level swordsman in Japan. Is there anything strange about me knowing him?" Hojo Kyosuke asked curiously.

"no……"

Naito's expression was very strange:

"I thought you would say who that person was, and then wait for me to explain and then say, 'It's just a piece of chicken and dog, not worth worrying about,' and add a look of contempt."

"...What kind of image do I have in your eyes?" someone said speechlessly, and Sanye next to him chuckled.

"He is an arrogant genius, a strong man who never takes others seriously."

Naito said honestly, but he hadn't finished his words yet. If nothing else, based on what happened at the award ceremony, Hojo Kyosuke was a genius who looked down on everyone.

Tsuruta Masao, a respected figure in the literary world, dragged me down without hesitation, and his methods were so cruel. The same thing happened to the two judges, who didn't care about their qualifications and ages at all, and didn't give them any face at all, as if they were teaching a lesson to their juniors.

Yamamura Ono would be surprised to hear the name of Kujuku Shinkuru, but if it was Hojo Kyousuke...

"…Yes, you should have tilted your head, frowned and asked, 'Who is that? The cleaner? Please ask him to make the floor quieter before I go on stage, so that I will be in a better mood when I chop people.' Yes, Hojo, you are such a person."

Naito's words made everyone in the car laugh, including the driver, Shunshin Hirata.

"No, no, no, Kyousuke wouldn't say that."

Miyamizu Mitsuha laughed for a while, then tried to look serious and said playfully:

"If it was Kyosuke, he would just say, 'Hey, Kisaki, go take care of it. I'm going home soon and don't have time to cook.' Then Onizuka and Hatagoro would rush out."

Upon hearing this, Yamamura Ono Shifan immediately nodded frantically:

"Oh~~~ I can testify that when he was in Minato, Kyousuke never practiced extra and would go home immediately at a certain time every day. Whenever someone else wanted to ask him for some advice, he would just say, 'My mom and neighbors are waiting for me to cook at home. I'll definitely do it next time.' But there was never a next time. No one could see him in the dojo at dinner time."

"Although you're a damn genius, you're such a good family man, you, Hojo."

Naito Akifumi said with a smile.

"Yeah, he's a good man."

Miyamizu Mitsuha smiled, a smile that was a little dangerous.

The corners of Hojo Kyosuke's mouth twitched. As expected, even a man like him who had been intelligent since he opened his eyes could not avoid having his childhood scandals dug up. He opened his mouth to explain that he was not that kind of person, but heard Hirata Shuntaka in front of him report:

"Captain, Onibaku and Hata Goro have already arrived at the Okemachi Chiba Dojo, and the fighting team that gathered to celebrate will soon be here."

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A question mark popped up in Naito Akifumi's head.

"Hojo... If I heard correctly, you are mobilizing troops to go to the main family?" (End of this chapter)