Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 688 A loving father and a filial son

"boom--!!"

Crazy screams rang out, and everyone's head and ears were buzzing.

The end of one legend must be the beginning of another legend. This is the most basic decency!

"What did I see! What did I see?!"

"Isn't that lightning?!"

"Teacher Jiujiu lost just like that?"

"It's too fast. In the three previous matches of Hojo Sensei, I thought it was because my level was too low that I couldn't see his moves clearly. Now it seems that it's not that I'm too bad, but that Hojo Sensei is too strong. After all, even Mr. Jiujiu couldn't see clearly!"

The back of Kujuku Shinkuru swinging his sword in the air looked particularly lonely against the backdrop of Hojo Kyousuke's upright figure. Two seconds had passed since the referee announced the result, but he still maintained the posture of swinging the sword. No one would laugh at him. It was already very good for someone who was struck by lightning to remain calm.

Listening to the cheers that were blowing the roof off his ears, Hojo Kyosuke took two steps forward with a smile on his face.

"Are you okay? Teacher Jiujiu?"

Over there, Jiujiu retracted his bamboo sword as if waking up from a dream and turned around slowly.

"Ah... well, it's okay, just..."

At this point, Neon's youngest eighth-level swordsman gave a bitter smile, and with difficulty he pulled out an arc from the corner of his mouth. It was more like crying than a bitter smile, it was really full of bitterness.

"I thought I could block your sword, Hojo-kun, but it turns out I was overthinking it."

He shook his head:

"It may sound a bit arrogant to say this, but I thought I was better than Miyazaki-kun and Nagase-kun, but in the end..."

Although I didn't lose in one move, is there any difference between one move and two moves? It's just the difference between a cricket and a locust.

Hojo Kyosuke smiled modestly:

"Don't be so depressed. You did cause me some trouble. As for the others... you know, even if you are stronger, it doesn't make any difference to me."

He looked around and saw pairs of eyes full of fanaticism.

The bitterness on Jiujiu's mouth became more and more intense. As the strongest person in Japan, he also had self-respect, but in the eyes of Hojo Kyosuke, he was no different from those rookies.

No, wait...

He suddenly thought of a terrifying thing. In a few months, when the National High School Kendo Tournament begins and his students are chopped down by Hojo Kyousuke, will they jokingly say, "Hey, now I'm on the same level as Teacher Jiujiu."

All beings are truly equal...

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it. This monster was too strong. He put the bamboo sword back to his waist and held it upside down, saying loudly:

"The throne of Neon's number one is yours."

As soon as these words were spoken, the noisy dojo instantly became quiet.

Neon first?

Everyone was a little confused. Although they had been discussing it enthusiastically before, it felt a little unreal when they heard these words.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Brother is number one in the country!!"

"Sai Gao! The strongest on earth!!"

The disciples of the Rage Angel and Beichen Ittoryu all shouted loudly.

Hojo Kyosuke didn't look at those idiots, but asked Kyuujiu Shinku:

"Don't you want to try again? Maybe there will be a chance next time?"

When Kujuku Shinkuro heard this, he felt a tightness in his chest. He walked to the cypress floor that was broken by Hojo's foot, squatted down, reached out and touched the broken end. The sharp burrs poked his calloused hands, silently telling of Hojo Kyosuke's unparalleled speed and strength.

He looked up at Hojo Kyosuke and said sympathetically, "If this was a rugby match, I believe I would have been knocked twenty meters away."

This guy is so scary. He broke the 3.6cm wooden floor with his feet. What a huge force. If he stepped on me, I'm afraid he would break me in two in an instant.

"I haven't lived enough. It's better to do things within one's ability. I don't think anyone is qualified to hold the title of the strongest except you, Hojo-kun."

He stood up and smiled generously.

Chiba Fifth Generation, whose face was full of smiles, immediately raised his hand and shouted loudly:

"The winner is Hojo Kyousuke!"

"Clap clap-"

"Ohhhh, Saigo!"

"..."

Warm applause and screams rang out instantly, and no one refuted what Kyuujiu Shinku said. Hojo Kyosuke did not win with difficulty, but used an absolute victory to declare his strength to the world.

Miyamizu Mitsuha looked at Kyosuke who was surrounded like an emperor, and she could no longer maintain the calmness on her face, and smiled, revealing her silvery teeth.

"Sbarasi, although I thought Hojo-kun would win easily, I didn't expect to see such a wonderful performance."

Chief Inspector Takenaka was also applauding. This kind of power could transcend classes. Even if his immediate superior, the Inspector General with four stars on his head, came, he had to bow and greet Hojo with both hands.

"I didn't expect that high school students could be so strong. If Hojo-kun participated in the police kendo competition, he would definitely win, right?" Chief Arisugawa exclaimed.

"Of course, wasn't Miyazaki-kun the winner last year? Hojo-kun defeated him with just one move."

Listening to the discussion around her, the witch laughed even more happily. She interrupted quietly:

"In fact, Kyousuke already had this ability when he was in junior high school."

"hiss--"

There was a collective gasp, and no one doubted what he said because there was no need to.

Otsuka Yoichiro looked at the lively atmosphere in the dojo, his face gloomy as if he was poisoned. Who is the head of this dojo? Could it be that Hojo Kyosuke has become the master of Hokushin Ittoryu?

He looked at his adopted son and son-in-law, and saw that he was not overwhelmed by Hojo Kyosuke's strength like the others, but remained silent. He couldn't help but feel relieved. He was indeed a descendant of the nobility and was still very shrewd.

Reaching out and pulling his son-in-law over, he whispered:

"Ryunosuke, later I will do this and then this, and you will do that and then that, and then we can transfer the glory that Hojo Kyosuke has now obtained to you. Take advantage of so many people tonight to announce your identity as the heir and kick Daidoji and Hojo Kyosuke out!"

After he finished speaking, seeing that his son-in-law still didn't speak, he couldn't help but knock on his head.

Otsuka Ryunosuke suddenly raised his head as if waking up from a dream, his green eyes seemed to be on fire, frightening the Sixth Generation so much that he almost jumped up. At this point, he thought his son-in-law was afraid that the throne of heir would be taken away, so he quickly said:

"No matter how good Hojo Kyosuke is at fighting, it's useless. In this society, power and background are important. As the head of the family, my accumulation in the kendo world is not something he can shake. As long as you..."

"Father!"

Otsuka Ryunosuke shouted loudly, and the sound was so loud that it attracted the attention of Chief Inspector Takenaka and others. Now the Sixth Hokage could not say anything.

"Did you see that?" he continued.

"what did you see?"

"Master Hojo!"

Otsuka Ryunosuke stood up and waved his arms:

"Too powerful, Sbarasi, it's incredible! I never thought that Beichen's sword style could be so powerful. It's a hundred times more powerful than in novels and movies. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would definitely think it was a lie.

Superman! Lord Hojo is Superman!"

The little yellow-haired German boy was so excited that he almost cried:

"'Forgotten Swordsman', 'Mystic Eyes Ittosai', 'Handless Devil'... I don't think these titles are worthy of Hojo-sama! Let me think, let me think..."

He began to dance again, as if he had become an Italian.

"correct!"

"emperor!"

"Lord Hojo is the emperor of kendo!"

"His Majesty the Supreme Emperor arrived at the Okemachi Chiba Dojo today!"

Otsuka Ryunosuke's roar attracted more people's attention.

The disciples of Beichen Ittoryu also started shouting.

"His Majesty the Supreme Emperor arrived at the Okemachi Chiba Dojo today!"

The shouting became louder and louder. Not only the people from Beichen Ittoryu and Crazy Angel were shouting, but everyone seemed to have turned into religious fanatics.

The little yellow-haired boy became even more excited, shook his wide sleeves, raised his hands and shouted again:

"Our great emperor Hojo Kyosuke held a magnificent coronation ceremony at the Okemachi Chiba Dojo. Blessed be the great Hokushin Ittoryu~ Long live the emperor!"

"Ooh!"

All the swordsmen raised their hands and shouted loudly:

"Our great emperor Hojo Kyosuke held a magnificent coronation ceremony at the Okemachi Chiba Dojo. Blessed be the great Hokushin Ittoryu~ Long live the emperor!"

"Long live His Majesty Hojo Kyousuke!!"

Even though there was a piercing pain in his ribs, Jiu Neng Tianyin still cheered loudly.

Daidoji Masashi no longer felt disappointed when he saw his fellow apprentices' performance. Even if he was the crown prince for seventy years, those who had lost their parents early would envy him so much!

"Long live His Majesty Hojo Kyosuke!" he also shouted loudly.

Sanye took out her cell phone at some point and pointed the camera at the center of the dojo, the center of everyone's attention.

There was a crowd of faces on the phone screen: Eriri, Sakura, Kasumigaoka, Nozomi, Kashiko... It was obvious that everyone was gathered in front of the screen to watch Kyosuke's glorious moment.

"Oh, my god, why doesn't this store have a TV for projection?" Eriri complained loudly.

The chef who was sitting at the bar preparing food twitched his mouth and didn't dare to say a word.

Even if it was a store where one had to wait in line for more than half a year to make an appointment, so what? Could he afford to offend these young ladies?

As a mother, Hojo Mikiko was very dignified, holding a glass of juice and chatting leisurely with several mothers. She seemed very calm... Well, not calm at all. She wanted to rush to the dojo immediately to celebrate with her baby son, and then tell everyone loudly, this is my son, this is my son!

Fortunately, Sanye had told her that there were three cameras recording the scene, and that she would copy the tapes and bring them home as soon as possible. If not, even with so many relatives present, she would have slipped away as soon as possible to watch her beloved son slaughter everyone.

Jia Shizi's chubby face was all smiles. Although he didn't understand what was happening, he also shouted:

"His Majesty Hojo Kyousuke wangsui!"

Everyone is cheering, and silence belongs only to the lonely people.

The fifth generation, Otsuka Yoichiro, sat on the ground, looking up at his good son-in-law, listening to the respectful cheers, his face full of confusion.

what happened?

Isn't the current procedure that the two of them should work together to defeat Hojo Kyosuke, and then announce the next candidate for the head of the family?

Although the situation was dire, he was ready to fight to the death, but...

How come my eldest son was the first to declare his allegiance?

“Ryunosuke…?”

He murmured.

"Hmm? What's wrong, father?"

Although Otsuka Ryunosuke was cheering, he still heard his father-in-law's voice first and immediately bent down to ask.

"You, don't you want to be the seventh generation anymore?" The sixth generation asked in confusion.

"Yes I do!"

Ryunosuke answered immediately:

"But after seeing Hojo-kun, I knew I was unworthy. Now, Hokushin Ittoryu is blessed to have Hojo-sama!"

At this point, he squatted down, grabbed his father-in-law's arm and shouted:

"Father, you should abdicate as soon as possible and let Lord Hojo take the throne. Then I can study under Lord Hojo!"

"..."

Yoichiro Otsuka's body swayed and he almost couldn't sit still.

"Pfft-"

A clear and pleasant laugh sounded, and Mitsuha Miyamizu quickly covered her mouth.

Superintendent Takenaka, who also found it funny, did not laugh, but just said jokingly:

"What are you laughing at, Ms. Miyamizu?"

Miyamizu Mitsuha said seriously: "I remembered something happy."

"What happy thing?"

Miss Miko tried to suppress her laughter and chuckled, "Kyosuke and my father also get along very well, just like Ryunosuke-san and the Rokudaime-sama, they have a very harmonious relationship."

"Hahaha, so that's how it is. No wonder I felt so close to Hojo-sama when I saw him!" Otsuka Ryunosuke scratched his head and laughed, very happy to have such a thing in common with his idol. Maybe this would make his kendo even better.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Even Inspector Takenaka couldn't help laughing. This kind of father-in-law and son-in-law relationship is really interesting. At the same time, an important piece of information was obtained. It turned out that Miss Miyamizu and Hojo-kun had already met their parents and were discussing marriage. This was incredible. Mr. Miyamizu was indeed a senior bureaucrat and had a good eye. But he was still a little short of snatching the newcomer he valued.

The chief superintendent has already made up his mind. As soon as the working day comes, he will immediately invite Hojo Kyosuke to become a special trainer. Then he will introduce this super genius to his superiors and colleagues at the next Metropolitan Police Department gathering, and let those who have daughters at home quickly make arrangements to hold on to this future star.

When Kisaki Tetsuta hurried over, what he saw were the two heirs of Hokushin Ittoryu surrounding their eldest brother and cheering "His Majesty the Emperor".

Jie Jie Jie——

As expected of the eldest brother, when it comes to occupying someone else's nest, the eldest brother is the best! (End of this chapter)