Chapter 571 Sorry, I Couldn't Let You Use Your Full Strength

When Director Arisugawa turned around, he saw his daughter helping Hojo Kyosuke put on gloves.

The young people nowadays are so useless. They need help to put on gloves?

Thinking so in his heart, the gentleman still laughed and praised his daughter for being sensible.

Arisugawa Ren lowered her head and dared not speak. Even such a small matter as putting on gloves took a lot of effort to get.

Hojo Kyosuke, who was dressed neatly, lowered his head, smiled at Mitsuha, and then stood up and walked towards the field.

Looking at him from behind, apart from the dark blue, the headscarf wrapped around the back of his head was the most conspicuous.

Kendo is very sweaty because of the high intensity of exercise and the armor, so in order to prevent sweat from flowing into the eyes, the hair is wrapped with a headscarf called "hand wipe".

"Hand wipe" has no restrictions on color and pattern. When all kendo uniforms are exactly the same, the hand wipe has become the only place to show individuality.

Introverted players choose simple pure white hand wipes or simply dye one or two words, such as "永" and "武". Extroverted players have more tricks. Onizuka Eikichi once printed a bikini beauty on it, 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 hit and had a buzzing head said stupidly, "Am I fighting a demon?"

The other members of the Rampage Angels are not much better. Individuality is the only pursuit. Before each game, many people from other schools come to visit their hand wipes, just like girls reading fashion magazines to chase trends.

There is also a story about Hojo Kyosuke's hand wipe. When he was in the first grade of junior high school, in order to promote "One Punch Man", the publisher prepared a hand wipe with Saitama's big bald head printed on it for him. The big publisher is reliable, and the printing is quite delicate. It is impossible to tell the front and back at all. It looks like the bald head is the real body of Hojo Kyosuke.

However, after only one game, the referee asked him to change the hand wipe, on the grounds that he interfered with other players' games.

Wow - a big bald head!

That's probably what it felt like.

After that, the hand wipe with Saitama's big bald head printed on it was sold as a peripheral, and the sales were quite good. Even people who had never read the comics were buying it. It was said that it was a 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 without the publisher telling him. In the end, he wore a hand wipe with the exposed face of the super-large giant printed on it to fight. He was also asked to change it after only one game. This was because his strength really crushed the opponent, otherwise he might have to rematch.

Hojo Kyosuke understood the referee's request. Otherwise, if he printed three huge breasts on his armor, the enemy would have nothing to do but study whether it was an invasion of alien species from Mars.

This time, the hand wipes were still sold as peripherals. The time was just Halloween, and all kinds of giants appeared on the streets of Shibuya.

Mobile advertising space, making money, not shabby, Hojo Kyosuke's fans even think that this is a fan-loving behavior. After all, even a well-known person like him wears this kind of hand wipes 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 the girls in my class if I wore pain clothes, but now I wear peripheral hand wipes, and the girls enthusiastically ask if it is the same one as Hojo Kyosuke. Second-dimensional peripherals have suddenly become a fashion trend. Things in the fashion industry are as confusing as they are.

Such a thing, how could you miss it in Ruyi Dormitory?

"If Kyosuke takes my hand wipe to the battle, wouldn't it be like me and him fighting side by side?"

So every time Hojo Kyosuke went to a competition, he would carry a separate small package, which was filled with hand wipes prepared by Sakura Glass and others. Fortunately, the headscarf needs to be replaced after it gets wet, so there is no need for the girls to fight for it.

For example, now, the hand wipe on Hojo Kyosuke's head is a light blue one with a green four-leaf clover printed on it.

It was prepared by Mitsuha for him. Compared with his mighty figure, this delicate hand wipe looks quite elegant.

Because Hojo Kyosuke didn't wear armor when he chopped people before, this was the first time that Seaside High School and Roppongi Miss Group saw his hand wipe, so a small discussion sounded again. After all, in their opinion, for someone as powerful as Hojo, the pattern on the headscarf must be something like "unparalleled in the world", or at least a Ukiyo-e painting.

The people of the Rage Angel had already gotten used to it. No one dared to say anything. Instead, they praised the pattern and their big brother.

"Hey, Ren, who do you think is better, Hojo-kun or Chiba-san?"

Kiyori Himeno asked in a low voice. She didn't know anything about kendo. Hojo-kun was so strong that he didn't look like a human being when he beat up so many people, 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 entangled.

"Hehe, Hojo-kun is the most powerful among his peers, but he is in a stage of rapid growth at this age. And Kenichi, who is in his early thirties, is at the peak of his physical function, and has accumulated more competition experience than Hojo-kun for decades. 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 didn't say who won or lost directly, but the meaning was clear.

"Is this so..."

Himeno Kiyoko frowned and opened her mouth to say something, but before she spoke, she suddenly glanced at Mitsuha Miyamizu who was sitting on the other side. Then I saw this young lady from a 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 looking dignified.

Does it have such a good temperament? Himeno was shocked, and then he saw this miko lady who looked more like a noblewoman than a noblewoman and said:

"The age gap may bring some advantages, but what is even more disappointing is the talent gap."

Mitsuha Miyamizu smiled and spoke, her virtuous and dignified look forming a huge contrast with her arrogant words.

"Haha, I agree with this, but Kenichi's talent is not bad either."

Director Arisugawa said with a smile. The reason why his tone was so kind was entirely because when he introduced himself before, Miyamizu Mitsuha honestly revealed his incompetent father who likes to run away from home. The Neon Fire Department Special Disaster Room Head of the room. Just now his secretary had sent over simple information.

This is incredible. He comes from a well-known family in Kyoto. He is a former folklorist, a former priest, and a former politician. He has a very rich resume. If he comes to Tokyo to run for parliament, he can make up stories that will satisfy the voters. But the most eye-catching thing is that this man actually has the merit of allowing an entire town to escape from the disaster. This is the only one among the neon bureaucrats who are full of rubbish. He does not need to bow and apologize, but opens with his chest raised and his head raised. I don’t dare to think about how shining it will be at the press conference, I don’t dare to think about it at all.

His family background is sufficient, his abilities are outstanding, and his political future is bright. He only needs to take two steps forward to become the deputy minister of the Fire Department, and he will completely become a top-level existence in the bureaucracy. Out of respect for Mr. Miyamizu, Mr. Arisugawa Gouri, who is meticulous and unsmiling, has a very friendly attitude towards Mitsuha Miyamizu.

Even Hojo Kyosuke and Mitsuha Miyamizu probably don't know how much potential that stubborn old man has. Of course, Mitsuha Miyamizu must not have known either, otherwise she would have asked her naughty father who ran away from home to fund his reconstruction. Miyamizu Shrine. No one knew it, but Tetsuta Kisaki definitely knew it, so the military advisor also paid the highest respect to Miss Miyamizu.

At this time, after hearing Director Arisukawa's words, Brother Rindou next to him had his eyebrows twitching. He wanted to jump up and shout several times, "Idiot, do you know how awesome my boss is? How can a mere sliver match up?" Big brother?" However, their base camp was in Roppongi, and Director Arisukawa was the perfect professional counterpart. It was not easy to deal with them, so out of fear of the pork cutlet rice, he suppressed his desire to refute.

"The more talented a person is, the more aware he is of the gap between him and a true genius."

Mitsuha Miyamizu still smiled elegantly and generously, and her slightly hoarse voice was full of magnetism.

"..."

Arisukawa Gouli returned to his meticulous and smiling demeanor. He was well-educated and did not say harsh words.

Himeno Kiyoko lowered her head in shame. Looking at Miss Hijinomizu's blind confidence in Hojo-kun, she still needs to learn.

So she began to think about how to comfort Hojo-kun if he lost later.

In the field, Hojo Kyosuke and Michiyo, who were wearing protective gear, were a little nervous, fearing that they would not be able to see the movements of these two masters later and misjudge.

"Hojo-kun, you studied the Hoichen Ittou style, 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 doubtfully. What he was confused about was not that the two knew each other, but that since Chiba Kenichi had heard about him from Naito Akashi, why did he still have the courage to fight him now?

"I met him at the previous exchange meeting and was coached by him in the competition. Naito warned that Hojo-kun is a very outstanding junior of Hoichen Itto-ryu."

Kenichi Chiba was also a little confused, because the student opposite him didn't use honorifics when talking about Akashi Naito. No matter how good the relationship is, you can't be like this. Even if you don't care, you will be scolded by other seniors in the dojo. Let you be used as a target to practice hitting and beheading. In less than a day, you will be unable to stand still, and you will have to lie down for a week to barely recover.

"That's right, yes, Naito-senpai also takes good care of me in the dojo."

Hojo Kyosuke said casually, with an understanding in his heart. Just like Ono Yamamura ran back to the dojo to show off his proud disciple, Akashi Naito was also showing off his outstanding junior.

The general meaning is that I can't beat you, but my juniors will help me regain my position and beat you to the ground.

No wonder that guy was so eager, just like the ancient staff admonishing the feudal king to come to the capital to help the king, he kept telling him to go back to his home.

"Then let's get started. I won't give in. Please use your full strength, Hojo-kun."

Chiba Kenichi clenched his bamboo knife and said seriously. He wants the director and the young ladies to take a good look at it. A man's romance is blood and fire!

"Um……"

But I know how to let go, Hojo Kyosuke thought silently.

After all, they are here to help guide their subordinates. They still have to save some face for the other party and cannot be as careless as Goro Sahata and Onitsuka.

Kisaki on the sidelines raised the flag, his eyes full of expectation. Let you see, even a national-level player is vulnerable in front of big brother!

The flag waved down and the game began.

But strangely enough, the two men holding knives against each other remained motionless.

The two of them stared at each other through the gap between their masks. It took Hojo Kyosuke more than ten seconds to realize that Chiba Kenichi was 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 one to counterattack, because if he attacked first, his opponent would have no chance to attack.

So, turn on 30% of the power.

Thinking of this, Hojo Kyosuke clenched his bamboo sword and stepped forward. According to his previous observation, Chiba Kenichi could only fight one or two moves with one-third of the opponent at most.

"Ha——" shouted as usual.

So fast! So fast!!

Chiba Kenichi's eyes were fixed, and Hojo Kyosuke's speed was faster than he had imagined. 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 and parry.

He was so strong!

Chiba Kenichi's muscles bulged on his hands, and he gritted his teeth and resisted hard.

Huh? The resistance was unexpectedly small.

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, a strong opponent!

Chiba Kenichi panted hard, and his original indifference to Hojo Kyosuke disappeared.

Just one confrontation changed his mind from showing off in front of his boss and the eldest lady to not making a fool of himself.

If he didn't try his best, he might lose.

Thinking of this, he focused all his attention and stared at the strong opponent opposite.

At this moment, Hojo Kyosuke yelled again:

"Ha-hand!!"

Chiba Kenichi clearly saw the sword path of Hojo Kyosuke, and even felt a little familiar, because almost all of those guys before knew this move to cut hands.

However, the eyes saw it, the brain also thought of how to deal with it, but the body...

Swish——

Just as Chiba Kenichi's wrist hurt, the three referees raised their flags.

Wow, it turns out that 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 handsome.

Michiyo thought with a flushed face.

I...I lost already?

Chiba Kenichi couldn't even keep his Zanshin, and his bamboo sword fell down in disbelief.

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