...

Time passes slowly.

morning.

On the road.

The muddy ground extends all the way, and no one builds stone roads in such places, even the bustling town streets are muddy ground.

Weeds grow on both sides of the road, and walls and a scattered one-and-a-half-story residence sit on both sides.

Two figures, one in front and one behind, are slowly walking on the road.

"Mr. Shangizumi...What does the martial arts hall mean?"

Yoshiki followed Nao Nao, staring at the special "foot bag" that Nao Nao was wearing, with a vague doubt in his heart.

At this moment, Shang Quanna put on his hat again, and the two crows were also obediently curled up in his arms.

“Treat.”

Shang Quanna, who was walking in front, suddenly shouted Fuji's name. Although his tone was gentle, it hit Fuji's heart:

"You want to be strong, right?"

Yoshiji was slightly stunned. He looked up at the back of Shangquanna's head and nodded slowly:

“…Well, that’s right.”

Although it is not clear why this "doc" who almost selflessly helped him knows his thoughts.

But after witnessing the scene where his father stood up miraculously, Aiji became accustomed to the sometimes-invisible fantasy feeling of Naozumi.

——He took me to the martial arts hall...Is it because he wanted to become stronger...?

But, the words of the Wudang...

Ichiji thought of the various rules in his imagination, just like following the rules he upholds.

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Time passes slowly.

morning.

On the road.

The muddy ground extends all the way, and no one builds stone roads in such places, even the bustling town streets are muddy ground.

Weeds grow on both sides of the road, and walls and a scattered one-and-a-half-story residence sit on both sides.

Two figures, one in front and one behind, are slowly walking on the road.

"Mr. Shangizumi...What does the martial arts hall mean?"

Yoshiki followed Nao Nao, staring at the special "foot bag" that Nao Nao was wearing, with a vague doubt in his heart.

At this moment, Naozuna put on her hat again, and the two crows were also obediently curled up in his arms.

“Treat.”

Shang Quanna, who was walking in front, suddenly shouted Fuji's name. Although his tone was gentle, it hit Fuji's heart:

"You want to be strong, right?"

Yoshiji was slightly stunned. He looked up at the back of Shangquanna's head and nodded slowly:

“…Well, that’s right.”

Although it is not clear why this "doc" who almost selflessly helped him knows his thoughts.

But after witnessing the scene where his father stood up miraculously, Yoshiji became accustomed to Nao Nao's sometimes and sometimes without fantasy.

——He took me to the martial arts hall...Is it because he wanted to become stronger...?

But, the words of the Wudang...

Ichiji thought of the various rules in his imagination, just like following the rules he upholds.

...

Time passes slowly.

morning.

On the road.

The muddy ground extends all the way, and no one builds stone roads in such places, even the bustling town streets are muddy ground.

Weeds grow on both sides of the road, and walls and a scattered one-and-a-half-story residence sit on both sides.

Two figures, one in front and one behind, are slowly walking on the road.

"Mr. Shangizumi...What does the martial arts hall mean?"

Yoshiki followed Nao Nao, staring at the special "foot bag" that Nao Nao was wearing, with a vague doubt in his heart.

At this moment, Shang Quanna put on his hat again, and the two crows were also curled up in his arms.

“Treat.”

Shang Quanna, who was walking in front, suddenly shouted Fuji's name. Although his tone was gentle, it hit Fuji's heart:

"You want to be strong, right?"

Yoshiji was slightly stunned. He looked up at the back of Shangquanna's head and nodded slowly:

“…Well, that’s right.”

Although it is not clear why this "doc" who almost selflessly helped him knows his thoughts.

But after witnessing the scene where his father stood up miraculously, Yoshiji became accustomed to Nao Nao's sometimes and sometimes without fantasy.

——He took me to the martial arts hall...Is it because he wanted to become stronger...?

But, the words of the Wudang...

Ichiji thought of the various rules in his imagination, just like following the rules he upholds.

...

Time passes slowly.

morning.

On the road.

The muddy ground extends all the way, and no one builds stone roads in such places, even the bustling town streets are muddy ground.

Weeds grow on both sides of the road, and walls and a scattered one-and-a-half-story residence sit on both sides.

Two figures, one in front and one behind, are slowly walking on the road.

"Mr. Shangizumi...What does the martial arts hall mean?"

Yoshiki followed Nao Nao, staring at the special "foot bag" that Nao Nao was wearing, with a vague doubt in his heart.

At this moment, Shang Quanna put on his hat again, and the two crows were also curled up in his arms.

“Treat.”

Shang Quanna, who was walking in front, suddenly shouted Fuji's name. Although his tone was gentle, it hit Fuji's heart:

"You want to be strong, right?"

Yoshiji was slightly stunned. He looked up at the back of Shangquanna's head and nodded slowly:

“…Well, that’s right.”

Although it is not clear why this "doc" who almost selflessly helped him knows his thoughts.

But after witnessing the scene where his father stood up miraculously, Yoshiji became accustomed to Nao Nao's sometimes and sometimes without fantasy.

——He took me to the martial arts hall...Is it because he wanted to become stronger...?

But, the words of the Wudang...

Ichiji thought of the various rules in his imagination, just like following the rules he upholds.

...

Time passes slowly.

morning.

On the road.

The muddy ground extends all the way, and no one builds stone roads in such places, even the bustling town streets are muddy ground.

Weeds grow on both sides of the road, and walls and a scattered one-and-a-half-story residence sit on both sides.

Two figures, one in front and one behind, are slowly walking on the road.

"Mr. Shangizumi...What does the martial arts hall mean?"

Yoshiki followed Nao Nao, staring at the special "foot bag" that Nao Nao was wearing, with a vague doubt in his heart.

At this moment, Shang Quanna put on his hat again, and the two crows were also curled up in his arms.

“Treat.”
To be continued...