Chapter 40 – Rising Water Levels
After the club activity was over, I picked up the uniform collection box and retrieved the uniforms of the members.
Then, I found Lenka coming out of the shower, and suddenly I headed in front of her.
Drying her hair with her towel and drinking water, she flinched at the sight of her brisk approaching day.
“W-what is it…?”
“Give me a uniform.”
“… I put it in the collection box in the women’s locker room. Chinami will bring it later.”
I’m sorry about that.
I said, shaking my head.
“I have a question.”
“Suddenly?”
“Yes.”
“Yes… Tell me.”
I pointed to a male senior practicing haircuts with arms raised above his head in one corner of the dojo.
“What is that old man doing now? Is that also an aim tax?”
Looking at that place, Lenka spat out an exclamation of ah…
“Right. It’s a posture called the top position, but it’s also called a fire posture. Very few people write.”
“Is it rare?”
“The offense is great, but the defense is weak. It’s harder to maintain a stance than the middle attack that you learn by default, and it’s difficult to connect with a double attack, and it’s very vulnerable to stabbing and melee combat. It’s also slow to adjust your movements.”
There seem to be too many downsides.
Few people use it means the efficiency is not good… I understand.
“Are there any advantages?”
“The range is very long. One-sided play is also an advantage…”
It was referring to one-handed swinging of a bamboo sword with one hand.
Seeing that Lenka’s speech was slurred, it seemed that her strengths were few compared to her weaknesses.
“There may be people who don’t, but most people are attracted to a lively room and focus on that posture. When people with good spirits take the upper level tax, the feeling of intimidation is great… Among the players, there are some people who stand out with the upper level tax. Chinami also uses upper class as a main force.”
“Yes…? Are you Nanase-senpai?”
“Yes. I did not know?”
“I had no idea.”
“Okay…? Well… Since beginners only have to pay attention to the middle tax, there must have been no reason to tell them.”
With her small body, Chinami holding her shinai high, jumping around and hitting the opponent’s head…
Imagine something cute.
“Do you have any other target taxes?”
“There is. Lower body, shoulder blade, side posture, and ear canal.”
“Two swords? You say you use two bamboo swords?”
“Yes. It’s a decent target, but in competitions between students, double-doing is prohibited. There are no coaches at the academy to teach. Also, the bottom stance, shoulder blade, and side stances are really inefficient in kendo where the lattice parts are fixed, so I haven’t seen anyone using them in official competitions. To the extent that it is used in friendly matches or for fun?”
“Then, the upper and middle tax are the current mainstream kendo tax?”
“Right. Although the majority are discontinued.”
To sum up, the top tax is a minor target tax.
It is an attack-oriented tactic, and it is also called a fire stance.
The hitting feeling is also exciting.
‘Great.’
Then I’ll have to do it at the top.
There’s nothing more satisfying than winning a major with a minor, right?
In terms of football, where is the underdog of the 3rd division beating the 1st division team?
And crucially, the main character has to be special, and my teacher, Chinami, uses upper class…
Go that way
“Can I learn too?”
At that, Lenka let out a laugh as if it were laughable.
“A non-basic upper class is not even half worth it. Stop thinking about useless things and learn from the middle.”
“Yes.”
At the plaintive answer, Lenka’s fine forehead wrinkled.
“You… Are you not listening to me?”
“I am listening.”
“Your expression is sinister… If you’re thinking of coaxing Chinami, wake up. Does he think the same as me? I will never try to teach you how to stop until you learn it properly.”
“All right.”
“Again, the default is interruption.”
“Basic stop…Yes.”
I pretended not to be interested in the middle tax at all, and I got away from Lenka, who was trying to scold me.
**
A complex cafe in the city center.
I, who was lying down and reading a comic book with my legs crossed,
Rattle.
Her door opened and Miyuki greeted her as she stuck her head out.
“Are you here? What about food?”
“Yeah… I ordered a couple set, so I’ll bring it here a little later…”
Emphasizing the word “Couple,” Miyuki placed her bag in the corner of hers, took off her shoes, and sat down.
A posture that just looks uncomfortable.
Being alone in a confined and confined space, it felt strange.
“I was an hour late from the appointment time. Know?”
“I’m sorry… Because of the cultural festival meeting… Tetsuya-kun, did you go home?”
“Uh. He gave me a ride as soon as the club activities were over.”
“Are you good…? What did you two talk about?”
“You curse.”
Miyuki pressed her back against the wall as if her tension had eased at those words.
With her own legs closed and her arms wrapped around her, she looked at me as she lay at ease, then looked at the cover of the book I was looking at.
“A little girl with a scar on her forehead is holding her sword… What cartoon is this?”
“Action.”
“Fun?”
“So so.”
“What is the story?”
“The main character’s family was massacred by the oni. Except for my brother It’s a manga about going on a journey to bring your little brother back to being human. For now.”
“Mo, massacre…? Isn’t that a horror manga…?”
“It’s not like that. I’ll bring you one, so would you like to take a look at it?”
Miyuki’s head shook.
“I do not want to…”
Rummaging through her own bag, Miyuki took out her math books, notes, and writing utensils.
I, who was dumbfounded for a moment by her appearance, raised my upper body.
“Are you studying even after coming here…?”
“You couldn’t review during today’s break because of the cultural festival discussion. Matsuda-kun, don’t you have any questions? I can’t seem to keep up with math class…”
“Be noisy, cover the book. You’re going to get sick of it.”
“Why? Matsuda-kun reads comic books.”
“Let’s watch a movie together.”
“Yes.”
Suddenly, Miyuki closes the math book.
Holding the TV remote control in her room, she smiled broadly and pressed her power button.
I guess that was the purpose in the first place…
Did I just… Get hit?
Confused, confused
I threw the comic book away and leaned my back against the wall.
Then Miyuki looked through the list of movies inside the cafe, and he asked.
“What are you going to see?”
“See what you want to see.”
After a while, you won’t notice anything like the movie content, but it doesn’t matter if you watch anything.
After choosing a romance movie, Miyuki crept up next to me and unfolded the blanket he had brought.
Then he put it on his and my lap.
“I’m afraid I’ll get cold because of the air conditioner…”
“Who said what?”
“Yes…”
Earlier, like a fox, he induced me to act, but now he answers in a voice that is not as good as that of a mosquito, inflating and deflating his cheeks.
It’s funny, and it’s also ridiculous.
Smart.
Around the time the opening of the movie started, a knock came from our room.
Miyuki jumped up and opened the door, took the tray brought by the staff, and carefully put it down.
Originally, it is the rule of the country to spill things like that and wet the uniform shirt and show the service scene.
I licked my appetite like a sad person and checked what kind of food I had.
Strawberry yogurt smoothie, green tea latte, and hearty French fries.
It seemed that this was the couple’s set.
“You seem to have a choice of drinks?”
“Yes. Matsuda-kun’s is a green tea latte.”
“Why should I eat grass? If you choose, even ask me…”
“Pu, grassing… I chose green tea latte because Matsuda-kun was talking about green tea at lunch… So I bought it…”
Miyuki’s face is distorted.
It was a look of regret that he did not understand his heart.
I stopped teasing her and soothed her.
“Hey… What kind of jokes do you not let me… Ji always nags me and makes fun of me…”
I quickly brought a cup of latte, and I put my mouth on the straw and sucked it in.
A green tea latte that disappears about a third of it in an instant.
Seeing this, Miyuki was stunned and scolded me.
“What if I drink it all at once…!”
I swallowed the full latte in one go and shrugged my shoulders.
“It’s all the same once you get into the boat anyway. But it has a taste. I like it sweet.”
“It’s really stupid… The way you talk is really old man…”
Mister? That’s a bit shocking.
“Are you the only swear words you know how to say?”
After passing the joke on Miyuki, I gently put my arm around her grumbling shoulder.
Miyuki’s shoulder shrank inside as soon as I touched it.
Rolling her eyes, she looked back and forth between me and her hand, then took a straw to her mouth and sucked on a tiny bit of her smoothie, like her old lady.
Then he set down her cup and chewed her lips.
Nervousness, excitement.
She expresses these emotions.
Like when we kissed in Miyuki’s room, I moved her arm around her shoulder with a very serious expression and put my hand on her head next to her.
In that state, with a little force, her small head slowly came down to my shoulder.
Soon after,
Took.
Her head lightly touched her shoulder.
Here, as I tilted her body a little diagonally, Miyuki’s head came down a little between my trapezius muscle and pectoralis major muscle.
Hoo-wook.
Miyuki’s snort penetrated the thin shirt.
Tick. Get it.
There was the sound of something being torn from under the blanket.
As Miyuki ripped the sheets spread out in her room with her fingernails, she was expressing her own embarrassing feelings.
“Uncomfortable?”
When I asked in a soft voice, Miyuki’s head was lifted.
“Spread it, it’s comfortable…”
“You don’t look comfortable at all.”
“Is it comfortable…?”
“Doesn’t it look like that?”
“It’s comfortable… It’s comfortable… I say it’s comfortable…”
Transparent eyes that make you feel groggy, and sharp mouth corners.
My face is reflected in Miyuki’s eyes as she argues with me with an expression that doesn’t match at all.
The way you see me right now is… Serious.
Get it. Tick…!
The continuous sound of sheets being torn.
If you leave it like this, you will have to compensate.
As she was about to stop her Miyuki, she grabbed her finger, which was positioned near her own collarbone.
She grabbed my middle finger with all her strength and asked in a crawling voice.
“You know… Is it okay for this weekend…?”
“What?”
“Eating at my house… The term is too short… But from next week I think I’ll be busy preparing for the cultural festival…”
It doesn’t matter where you go, but there are factors to consider.
That’s the level of skinship.
I think it’s better to go when you can express your affection more deeply than now.
It will be fine after the cultural festival is over.
“Can’t we go after the cultural festival?”
“Ah… But it works, but…”
“Then set a date after that.”
“Okay…”
Get it. Special.
Miyuki started tearing off the sheet again.
Even though the movie has started, I don’t even think about watching TV and I’m just ripping off the poor sheets.
Her head was still on my chest.
Having eaten away, I grabbed Miyuki’s leg and placed it on top of my thigh.
“Hey…!”
Then, as if Miyuki had seen her ghost, he started a game and bit her lower lip.
Her face has long since turned red from her ears.
It means that when such an embarrassing atmosphere comes, she changes like a lady.
It’s to the point where I doubt whether I’m the kid who boldly argued with me and hated me not too long ago.
I smiled coolly at her, brought her strawberry smoothie, put her mouth on her straw, and sucked on her mouthful.
Then, she held out her cup to Miyuki.
“…..”
Staring at the straw in the smoothie, she said,
After some hesitation, he swallowed the tip of the straw I had put his mouth on.
