Didn’t you say you were just using me as a substitute?

[Ding, congratulations to the host for reaching the maximum level of charm and gaining the passive: Freya's Charm]

Freya?

Freya from Norse mythology?

As Kitahara Takashi was thinking, a note appeared on the system panel: [Freya's Charm: As the goddess of love and beauty, she governs fertility and love. Her charm transcends gender. (Special reminder: Boys should also protect themselves when outside.)]

Kitahara Takashi: “….”

Wait, what do you mean by special reminder later?

What does this mean?

You explained it to me clearly.

Before Kitahara Takashi could think clearly, the bell rang.

The math teacher with thinning hair came in and distributed the test papers.

Kitahara Tsutomu took the test paper handed to him by the person in front of him and had to put his thoughts aside and take the test first.

*

At noon, at Fengzhizaki Private School.

Kasumigaoka Utaha held her chin with both hands, staring at the clouds of various shapes in the sky in a trance.

"Senior? Senior Shiyu!"

The noisy sound in her ears made Kasumigaoka Utaha unconsciously want to yell at the other person to shut up.

But she still held back.

Because the other party was not Watanabe Takashi, but Aki Tomoya.

"What's wrong? Aki?"

"Senior, what's wrong with you? Why do you seem distracted and listless today?"

Tomoya Aki handed the bread he had finally obtained from the canteen to Utaha Kasumigaoka.

"My dog ​​ran away."

Kasumigaoka Utaha took the pineapple bun, took a small bite, and her tone was full of resentment.

"dog?"

Aki Tomoya was stunned.

"Senior, when did your family get a dog?"

Tomoya Aki thought he knew Kasumigaoka Utaha very well, but he didn't even know when she got a dog.

"A dog that came to me licking my face, and then disappeared for the whole day after being ignored by me." Kasumigaoka Utaha seemed not to hear what Aki Tomoya said, and her wine-red pupils were quietly burning with anger.

all day.

Yesterday, she waited for Watanabe Takashi at home all day.

The man disappeared for the whole day, as if he had been seduced by another woman.

The most important thing is that Kasumigaoka Utaha discovered it.

Apart from the phone, she had no other means of contacting him. It was as if this man didn't exist at all, but was a figment of her imagination.

If it weren't for the text messages on her phone and the things he had bought for her placed in the room, Kasumigaoka Utaha would have really suspected that Watanabe Takashi no longer existed.

81. Really stinky (vote request)

In the blink of an eye, it was already 3:40 in the afternoon.

After finishing the last subject and waiting for the class teacher to finish his speech, we started cleaning.

Because of his tall stature, Kitahara Takashi was in charge of the blackboard.

After wiping the blackboard until it was shiny, Kitahara Tsutomu clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"Shota, Kouta, I'm going to the Kendo Club first."

Kitahara Takashi greeted the two of them, then headed towards the Kendo Club carrying his already packed schoolbag in one hand.

"Zun, wait for me."

When Kamikawa Nari, who was sweeping the floor with a broom, saw this, she threw the broom to the student who was cleaning with her, picked up her schoolbag and chased after him.

After walking through the courtyard lined with cherry trees, the two arrived in front of the club activity building and stopped in front of the bulletin board.

The notice board is covered with club promotion and recruitment posters.

[Looking for sparring partners, looking for masters, no dogs allowed - Video Game Department.]

Are you a tunic?

Where there are pigs, there are dogs.

Kitahara Takashi's eyes shifted upwards. Whether intentional or otherwise, a sign was posted above the arcade area: "Recruiting newbies, bringing in newbies. No pigs or dogs allowed—Gamers' Club."

really.

Kitahara Takashi showed a smug expression as if everything was as expected.

Read on.

【Spread your youth, strengthen your body, the track and field team welcomes you to join! 】

When thinking about the track and field club, Kitahara Takashi couldn't help but think of the sentence: "That heavy rain ruined my college dream."

[Reach the unreachable heavens, shoot down the untouchable fantasies. Watch out, this arrow will pierce the stars—Kyudo Club.]

I blanch, it's too hot.

Looking at the Kyudo Club's recruitment notice, Kitahara Takashi felt the urge to join the Kyudo Club immediately.

"Ah, I found it. The Kendo Club is here."

Kitahara Takashi looked in the direction of Kamikawa Nari's finger.

【Hurry up, come and fight with me???——Kendo Club.】

Kitahara Takashi: “…”

Is this serious fencing?

Also, why is your publicity so different from that of the Kyudo Club?

If he hadn't only obtained [Sword Expertise] from the system, he would never have joined the Kendo Club.

"Let's go."

After determining their location, the two walked through the side courtyard and followed the shady path to the kendo field.

Before he even walked in, Kitahara Tsutomu heard the sound of intensive bamboo sword clashing coming from inside.

As a prestigious school in Tokyo, Aoba has produced countless big names, and with the support of a strong foundation, it has inexhaustible funding.

According to information obtained by Shota Otani, Aoba Private High School spends more than twice as much on clubs as Shuchiin every year.

In order to encourage students to achieve good results, the principal is also willing to spend a lot of money.

As for the football department, in order to let students get used to playing on the grass field, the grass on the football field is real grass instead of artificial grass.

The maintenance of that meadow alone costs several million dollars each year.

Although the kendo field is not as good as the football field, it has all the necessary equipment.

After opening the door of the Kendo Club, Kitahara Takashi first took a look at the environment.

A traditional wooden building, the dojo is very large, covering an area of ​​over 100 square meters, about the size of two basketball courts. It has a simple structure, with only shiny tung oil wooden floors. There are no decorations, and no awards or trophies to be seen.

There aren't many people in the kendo club.

It seems there are no more than twenty people.

Kendo itself is a relatively niche sport in Japan and cannot be compared with sports clubs such as football, baseball, and volleyball.

Seeing other people coming, many members of the Kendo Club stopped what they were doing and cast curious glances at the two of them.

Everyone's eyes first stayed on Kamikawa Nari for a moment, and then moved to Kitahara Takashi.

Many people have recognized Kitahara Tsuyoshi with his neat crew cut, wild and cool eyes, and black earring in his left ear.

no way.

Yesterday's singing show with him and Hoshino Ai was a hit.

As soon as that episode was broadcast, the number of views exceeded 200 million, and the number of retweets reached 21.

Many Qingye students have also watched that episode and know that their school has a new handsome guy.

"excuse me."

Kitahara Takashi bowed slightly and took off his slippers at the entrance.

Kendo Club Leader Touchi Taku waited until Kitahara Takashi had changed his shoes and walked up to him before he politely asked, "Junior Kitahara, what brings you to our Kendo Club?"

Dong Dituo has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks serious. He doesn't seem to be easy to get along with.

But his tone was very polite.

"Senior, I want to join the kendo club." Kitahara Takashi didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.

Hearing this, Tou Ditaku's serious face broke into a huge smile. He turned to the girl with a low ponytail next to him and shouted, "Li Na, hurry up and bring me the application to join the club."

The school does not have too many requirements for club members. Even if a club has only three people, Qingye will still allocate funds.

no way.

It's just a lot of money.

Just rich and powerful.

There is no strict requirement for the number of club members, but the more people there are, the more funding the club can get from the school.

Can the funding allocated to three people be the same as the funding allocated to thirty people?

Even if you join the club just to put your name on it, you will still be counted when the funds are allocated.

This is why every time new students enter the school, the seniors leave no room for them, sweating profusely, and even coaxing and deceiving them to get the new students into their own clubs, and they never blame them even if they don't come.

Who doesn’t want more funding for their club activities?

The practice of drawing a salary without working is also prevalent around the world.

This is also why Dongdituo is so happy.

Not to mention him, the other members of the club also looked at Beiyuan Zun with particularly friendly eyes. I don’t know if they thought he was a fellow time traveler from the same hometown.

However, if they are really fellow countrymen who have traveled through time, then it would not be a case of fellow countrymen meeting each other with tears in their eyes, but rather they would give each other a Black Tiger Heart-Ripping Attack like Gilgamesh treated Illya.

"Yes."

The round-faced girl with a low ponytail named Rina moved her short legs very quickly, as if she was afraid that Kitahara Tsutomu would run away in the next second.

"Kitahara-kun, come, I'll show you around here. Oh, and my name is Tochi Taku, and I'm the head of the Kendo Club."

Contrary to his serious appearance, Dongdituo extended his hand to Chao Beiyuanzun very enthusiastically.

The moment their fingers touched, Kitahara Tsutomu could clearly feel the calluses between the other's fingers, probably caused by frequently holding the bamboo sword.

A flash of disgust passed across Kamikawa Nari's face. She covered her arms with her hands and took a few steps back to create some distance.

I couldn't smell it from a distance just now, but when I got closer, the stench of sweat was like a biological weapon, it was almost marinated in me.

Kitahara Tsutomu actually also smelled the stench.

Kendo costumes are generally considered the ugliest of all club activities.

There are many protective gears in kendo, and they cannot be washed frequently. Every day during training, sweat flows from head to toe, and my pants are soaked. It would be strange if they don’t smell.

He just couldn't show it.

"Feel sorry,"

Touchi Takuya knew how much he smelled.

Compared to me, this junior student smells so good.