Chapter 275 – Tryst in a Different Place #2
“Isn’t it Matsuda? It’s been a while.”
Regards to the guard guarding the academy’s main gate.
I asked, widening my eyes.
“Mister? Why are you here?”
“Why? I am working.”
“Are you all right these days?”
“Does not exist. Thank you for your concern But what did you come here for?”
“I’m going to stop by the kendo club.”
“Why?”
“I’m going to practice for a while.”
“Okay…? You have to be out by nine.”
“Yes.”
It was common to use the club room during vacation.
Moreover, the security guard who greeted me was someone I was close to when I was volunteering on campus.
Since he was one of the people who watched how much I was changing, he checked Lenka’s student ID and let us in without much doubt.
“… You seem to be close with him?”
As the car enters the empty parking lot, I hear Lenka’s question.
I replied, nodding my head calmly.
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“I became very close while volunteering at school.”
“Okay…? I didn’t know…”
“You didn’t know?”
“Huh. I did not know.”
“Why?”
“Because… How do I know that?”
Lenka uses up all her arrogance as if she is arguing about something else.
I said, furrowing my eyebrows as if I didn’t like it.
“As we ran into each other at the front gate, you saw me having a friendly conversation with the security guard.”
“What are you talking about… Do I have to remember that?”
“I have to remember.”
“There’s no such thing as this kind of coercion… It’s absurd…”
Have you seen this one or two times?
Isn’t it time to adapt, to conform and obey?
With those words in my heart, I pulled into the parking lot and got out with Lenka.
So I’m going with her across her deserted campus,
Tuduk.
The already dark sky became more cloudy, and raindrops fell.
“Uh…? It’s raining…”
“Iknow, right. Shall we go soon? Give that to me.”
“Now, wait…”
I forcibly placed the box Lenka was holding on top of my box, and I quickly walked towards the club room.
The rain seems to be coming for a long time.
It felt like God was telling me to be romantic when I was doing things like that with Lenka.
By the time we opened the stale door and stepped inside, the rain had intensified.
The timing is great. After all, I’m the main character who was ordained by God.
I set the box down on the floor, thinking that the scene where the tree outside the broken window was swaying in the wind and rain was quite quaint.
“What shall we do now?”
“…Stretch…”
“What are you stretching for?”
“Of course it’s kendo… I’m having strange thoughts…”
“What a strange idea?”
“Ah noisy…! Stretch and put on a hoodie…”
“I don’t know how to wear a hogu.”
“…”
A look that I can’t believe at all.
I shrugged my shoulders as if it was unfair to him and continued.
“It’s real. Master always wore it.”
“Can’t you wear the upper and lower armor by yourself?”
“No. I know that.”
“Then it’s not like you can’t wear it…! It would be fine if I could just help him, but where are you lying…!”
“It’s not a lie because it’s a type of protection.”
“Ha… I’d rather communicate with an animal than talk to you.”
“Why? I’m frustrated?”
“Uh. Get ready now.”
Want to start right away? His personality is also impatient.
Or is he doing this because he wants to spend some weird time with me after practicing quickly?
I have to believe that. Because that makes me feel good.
“But are you going to fight right away?”
“Uh.”
“Why?”
“I need to check whether my skills have dulled or not.”
Um… Is it an illusion to use that as an excuse to make you feel like you’re trying to pay for the humiliation you’ve been through?
No, looking at the burning eyes, it doesn’t seem to be an illusion.
To use the sacred sword sparring for personal revenge… Lenka is also very corrupted.
So better.
**
“Ah, hold still…!”
I, who was sitting on the floor and slowly rocking my body from side to side, raised my head at Lenka’s bruise with her hair hanging down from the surface.
“Why.”
“I have to wrap myself in a cotton towel, but what if I move like that…!”
“Is it? I did not know.”
“… Does it make sense that a kid who was in the kendo club doesn’t know this? You’re pretending you don’t know on purpose to fuck me.”
“What are you trying to fuck? You speak nicely.”
“Just stay still.”
Lenka, who was very determined to attack me, wrapped her cotton towel around my head and covered her face.
Then he pounded her top with her fist.
“It’s okay. Wake up now.”
“Why are you hitting me?”
“I checked to see if it was well covered.”
“You didn’t hit me because you hated me?”
“Why are you going to lose weight today? Don’t talk nonsense and be happy.”
“Are you going to kill yourself?”
“Uh.”
Hearing his voice doesn’t sound like he’s going to die at all.
For some reason, I feel like I’m going to be robbed like during camp training.
After grumbling, I got up from my seat, put on my Howan, and raised my shinai.
Meanwhile, Lenka was already following the lines drawn on her floor.
“Sit down.”
I said, squatting across from her who was already ready.
“Are you really going to kill yourself?”
“You did. And be quiet from now on. It’s right before the sparring, so pick your breath first. I’ll start right away when I’m done.”
“Should I go this far?”
“Quiet.”
I don’t know if he got serious because he started fighting, or if he was trying to make fun of me.
I want to read Lenka’s thoughts while looking into Lenka’s eyes through the curtains on the screen, but it’s very dark inside because only some of the lights are left on and it’s raining.
“It happens.”
I got out of my mind at Lenka’s next words, spread her folded knees and slowly stood up, raising my shinai over my head at the same time.
And,
“Bout!”
Seeing the spirited Lenka attack me, I quickly swung my shinai.
Tadak-!
The cheerful sound of bamboos colliding with each other.
I flung Lenka’s outstretched shinka to the side to pierce her throat, and I stomped her feet to counterattack her, and attacked her lowered wrist.
Just-!
However, I couldn’t reach it.
I aimed for the lattice part where Howantong was located, but hit the back of the nose.
It wasn’t even a lattice part, so even if it reached the Howantong, it wouldn’t have been recognized as an effective lattice.
It was the result of Lenka deliberately extending her hand the moment her shinki sword struck down, advancing her strike point.
It was a bold play. Even if her reflexes were just a little slower, the bamboo sword would have hit her Ho-Wan head, and her fingers would have hurt… Exclamation comes out.
The situation naturally became a fight on the back of the nose.
The scent of blueberries wafting from Lenka intensified as they stood close to each other with their swords facing each other.
Mmm… Fragrant. Aren’t there any studies on why pretty people always smell good?
I suddenly feel like looking for something like a thesis.
Just as she was about to widen her distance, Lenka hit her head.
She flicks her wrist as she falls behind her in an instant.
Frightened, I tried to lift her arm up, but her shinai was already touching my bow.
Jump!
From her wrist, it was quite a heavy sensation.
She said as Lenka, having won her bout, retreated to the white line drawn across her floor.
“It’s one round.”
“… I see.”
“They give me points so easily because I’m thinking useless things. Did you just have a weird idea?”
“I thought the director smelled good.”
“Damn…! You’re not concentrating…!?”
You’re upset. It’s like Lenka.
By the way, the feeling of sparring while the relationship with Lenka has developed greatly is very new.
Lenka also wondered if she was thinking the same thing, she was even more angry than usual for no reason.
I’m going to try a little psychological attack in the future.
“Go to your place.”
Nodding her head at Lenka’s words, I returned to her line and bent her knees facing her.
Then he asked.
“How long are you going to do it?”
“Until I get 5 points first.”
“Can’t we just give 3 points?”
“No. And be quiet.”
“It’s only three points. I want to go to the break room quickly.”
“…”
I can see that Lenka’s body emits a slight stagger.
It was proof that he was embarrassed by her meaningful words.
Lenka, who had a lot of experience in the game, would have a lot of tolerance for this kind of trash talk, but since she was the one my opponent had a relationship with, and she even made sexual jokes, it seemed that it was not easy to calm down.
Giggling inside her, I straightened her knees first, then rolled her feet just in time for Lenka, who flinched, to stand up.
**
Taking off her face, I looked at Lenka, enjoying the sense of openness created by the widening of my stuffy field of view.
She untied her hair tie that was tied very close to her head.
As she met her gaze with mine, she frowned at her, and she said.
“You bastard…”
“What is mean?”
“What are you even talking about…! No swordsman would say such vulgar things in real combat…!”
After his first sparring, he got caught up in the trash talk that lasted all the way until the end. Even though he won, he gave up two points, so his pride must have been hurt.
In that sense, from Lenka’s point of view, I won but lost, and from my point of view, I lost but won.
“Were you shallow?”
“You say that…?”
“Was it bad?”
“It was very bad. It was like garbage.”
There is no inspiration at all because it is a curse that I always hear.
To that end, I passed Lenka, who had taken off her protective gear, and opened the door to her lounge.
Then, without closing the door, he started laying the mattress.
“W-what are you doing…”
Lenka’s voice trembled, probably expecting what would happen from now on.
I answered without even looking back at her.
“It’s a place to lie down.”
“…Then why…”
“Are you going to take a shower now?”
“Class isn’t even over yet, so what kind of shower is it… Come here quickly…”
“Do you have a towel?”
“There is, but… It’s not over yet…?”
“All right.”
At my always smirking attitude, Lenka’s mouth fell shut.
Perhaps feeling that she could not avoid it, she didn’t argue any further, and instead kicked her bottom and glanced at me.
When sparring, she was like a heroine, but now she’s like a noble lady having a first night.
Thinking that the gap was really awkward, I approached Lenka, who was passing the time swinging her shinobi in the air, and wrapped her arms around her waist.
“Hya!?”
After that, she started to unfasten the outer straps of her uniform, which bounced her body in surprise.
