"Boom!"

This time, Nakano Mayu's shot was like lightning, hitting the girl's smooth and white forehead hard.

The girl who was giggling was caught off guard, her eyes rolled as she was hit, as if she was about to faint.

"Stupid sister, have you been getting more and more pushy lately?"

"Woo..."

In just an instant, Nanako came back to her senses, covering her little head with both hands, secretly looking up at her brother who seemed to be angry, and not daring to speak.

"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense. Since you are the minister here at the kendo hall and the spiritual leader of everyone, act like a leader and don't let the reputation of our Nakano family kendo fall."

"yes!"

When my sister heard the scolding, she became serious, her face became solemn, and she raised her hands in salute.

The whole person instantly seemed like a different person, with a straight face, sharp eyes, and full of aura, which did not look like the aura that a teenage JC could possess.

Nakano Mayu raised his eyebrows with relief on his face.

This makes him look a bit like a swordsman.

"Let's go in..."

"Um!"

His sister led him towards the sword dojo.

Before I passed through the corridor outside the entrance, I heard a series of neat shouts coming from inside the house.

The sound is powerful and unified, and it sounds very well-trained.

Just by hearing these shouts and shouts, you can feel the well-trained training of the middle school kendo club.

Nakano Mayu was also a little confused.

Just by being able to train so many middle school students so neatly, logically speaking, the results in the competitions wouldn't be so bad every year, right?

'Click...'

As my sister pushed open the door to the training ground, there was a pause in the atmosphere, and the middle school students lined up in five rows and seven rows looked overtly and covertly.

But then there was a more uniform shout, which resounded throughout the venue.

Aiho, the little lolita, was standing in the square of the female club members, waving her sword cutely. However, Mingsui was not in the field at this time, and was probably changing her kendo uniform or something.

Nakano Mayu looked at the scene when he just entered the door and felt that he understood something in his heart.

Before his sister could speak, he turned sideways and lowered his head and asked, "Has anyone pursued you in the Kendo Club before?"

"Um...Nini, why do you ask this?" The younger sister looked a little shy.

"Just ask and tell the truth. It doesn't matter whether it's true or not."

"I did it once in the first and second form, but later on I felt annoyed, so I told them that they could talk about other things if they could beat me. After several discussions, no one pursued me anymore..."

The girl pursed her lips, as if saying this to her brother made her feel a little ashamed.

"Are there many people quitting the army later?"

"Indeed, many people quit the club when I was in Form One..."

Nakano Mayu raised his hand to rub his slightly prickly chin and thought for a moment.

Because of his kendo attainments, it can be seen the moment he walks in that these members are basically show-offs, and many of them look like they have just started learning kendo recently.

Although the momentum is not bad, the strength is a bit too weak.

There were only two or three of them, and I could barely see through them.

But it's just barely, and it's an above-average level for middle school students in kendo.

It may be possible to beat classmates in school, but it is unlikely to be used in national-level competitions.

Anyway, he doesn't want to know what happened in the past. What he has to do now is to be responsible for training these. After seeing his intimate behavior with Nanako, the middle school boys and girls have begun to show some hostility...

"Everyone stop!" The two of them came to the center of the training ground. Nanako clapped her hands and shouted in a deep voice.

Everyone in the arena stopped moving for an instant. At this time, everyone turned their attention to the two of them openly.

Nakano Mayu could feel a little bit of hostility in the eyes of these children.

Basically no man or woman of this age can hide their emotions very well, and most of them are still straightforward.

But this also makes it easier for him to train.

When everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, Nanako took a step forward, closed her palms, pointed to her brother beside her and introduced to everyone:

"This is the kendo teacher I specially invited for this year's kendo competition. He is also my brother. He will be responsible for all your subsequent training until the kendo competition!"

After Nanako finished speaking, she was very confident in her brother and stepped back, leaving the space for her brother to perform.

After seeing his sister finish speaking briefly, Nakano Mayu stepped forward without any timidity and said loudly to everyone in the audience:

"I, Nakano Mayu, will be responsible for your kendo training starting today. The goal is to win the flag in this national middle school student kendo competition, or above!"

"Buzz..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the juniors who seemed to be well-trained just now and were standing still suddenly broke into a burst of whispers.

After he finished speaking, he looked at the expressions of doubts, frowns, or disdain on the faces of everyone present, and smiled to himself.

Some boys secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that he was the minister's brother, while some girls' eyes sparkled after seeing his appearance clearly.

The expressions of everyone in the audience were mixed.

But overall, it seems that no one really believes that he can let them win the flag in the kendo competition.

In fact, Nakano Mayu himself found it very difficult.

Because these juniors have very poor foundation and short time, if they want to really achieve results through training, it depends on their character.

"Senior Nakano, I would like to ask, what level of swordsmanship are you currently in?"

There was a tall boy standing at the front of the field who asked the question first, his expression looking a little curious.

"I currently have no rank!"

"Buzz..." Many eyes in the audience, which were still doubtful at first, instantly turned into suspicion.

He knew that he would definitely go through such a stage.

For those who love kendo, there is a very general rule, that is, the strong is respected.

The high school uniform he wore only represented his age, but it did not prove his strength.

"Okay..." Nakano Shinsuke said loudly: "I know you may have doubts about my strength. There are not so many complicated things in swordsmanship. The strong is respected!"

He turned around and signaled to his sister, who immediately helped him get a bamboo knife and handed it to him.

He took the bamboo knife and waved it casually.

The bamboo knife cut through the air, causing a sharp scream that resounded throughout the entire kendo hall, instantly interrupting everyone's whispers.

"You all go put on your armor!"

He pointed at the people in the field who were only wearing kendo uniforms, and said with a somewhat contemptuous smile: "Then everyone will attack me together! Girls can also come together if they are interested!"

"Nakano-senpai is too arrogant, isn't he?!"

"Wouldn't it be troublesome if we hurt our senior?"

"Are you sure, senior?"

It can only be said that the emotions of middle school students are still very easy to mobilize.

Just a contemptuous smile can arouse the emotions of the juniors who originally seemed to be well-behaved.

In Neon, a place that prides itself on defeating its superiors, having the opportunity to "beat up" their seniors openly is a highly anticipated honor for the juniors.

And the main reason is that although Nakano Mayu is over 1.8 meters tall, his figure does not look strong under the uniform, and even looks a little thin.

Paired with his somewhat lazy and disdainful demeanor, it gave the younger generations a lot of courage.

"Stop talking nonsense and put on protective gear immediately! This is an order!"

When Nakano Mayu heard the questions from the audience, he didn't reply. Instead, with a straight face, he took on the airs of a senior and roared.

Most of the eyes of everyone in the field were directed towards Nanako behind him.

"Do as Nisan says. He will be your swordsman teacher in the future. You just need to obey his orders unconditionally and wholeheartedly!"

Nanako frowned slightly and said seriously.

"Yes!" Everyone in the audience heard their minister's words and shouted in unison.

Nakano Mayu also nodded with satisfaction.

My sister is still very dignified in the kendo club, so as long as the training can really produce results in the future, a lot of troubles can be avoided.

For example, some members cannot tolerate high-intensity training.

Or some members are dissatisfied with him as an 'outsider' dictating what to do.
To be continued...