Chapter 6, at most 1.45 meters

"I am not familiar with you, as we are not in the same class," Shima Ritsu inquired. "Is there a problem, Senior Taisho?"

Shidao shook his head directly, but then curiously asked, "Did Senior Taisho not hold back just now?" He came in late and thought that Taisho was merely defending to test the newcomers' abilities, ultimately leading to his defeat—this is quite normal. Kendo is a sport that values proactive offense, and defense is much more difficult than attack.

It's nothing, just that this new student is quite strong, and I'm a bit curious... She doesn't seem to have trained in the school's dojo. By the way, did you hear the name Fuzawa Fuyumi during the junior high competition?

Daifuku Private Academy is a newly established institution, with a brief history of only seven years. However, it is backed by the Daifuku Industrial Group, a giant in the textile industry based in Nagoya, which provides substantial funding. Naturally, the kendo dojo is built with great grandeur. The traditional wooden structure is raised half a foot off the ground to prevent moisture and pests, featuring red wooden pillars and black doors with white windows. To the eye, it appears quaint and elegant, exuding a unique charm.

The decoration is quite simple, with a solitary certificate hanging on the wall directly facing the entrance. On the walls on either side, there are some calligraphic works featuring Chinese characters such as "Wu Yue Chun Qiu," "Ting Ba Zhi Zi," "Ren," "Zhi," "Yong," and "Li." The overall environment appears rather grand, yet there are only three to five cats inside, with hardly any people, resulting in a significant waste of such a large space

Hidetaka Kitahara followed Ritsu Shikishima with some curiosity, observing the situation. Kendo is a unique sport in Japan, and Hidetaka Kitahara's understanding of it was limited to the image of two people striking at each other with bamboo swords. Now that he had the opportunity, he certainly wanted to see what it was really about, as it would also broaden his horizons

He was speaking incessantly there, trying his best to flatter his own club, which left Letian Daolu somewhat amused yet helpless to interrupt him. This was a senior student, and the senior-junior relationship in universities is a strict red line that cannot be crossed. Japanese universities often adopt a student self-governance system, so many matters within the school cannot bypass the senior students. If one were to cross the line and provoke the collective hostility of the senior students, it would be easy to have dozens of pairs of small shoes forced upon the one who crossed the line, leaving him unable to voice his grievances.

Shidao Lyu gently comforted, "You will definitely achieve good results, please do not worry, Senior Taisho."

He said this and considered it done. He did not care much about such nominal positions, and he was not as concerned about the club's trivial matters as the minister was. He merely cast a lingering glance at Fuzawa Fuyumi and asked, "Ari, are you familiar with Fuzawa?"

He changed the subject, fearing that this person would go on endlessly if the topic continued. On the other hand, Hasegawa Yoshiyoshi was even more pleased to hear that they had already decided to join the club, and he cooperatively pointed to the field, saying: "A first-year student has arrived, and the Taisho senior is currently testing her skills! The quality of this year's freshmen is quite good, and they have managed to last this long... Ah?"

Hidetaka Kitahara glanced at his watch, worried about waiting too long, and quietly asked, "Are we going to wait for a long time?"

The person lying on the ground waved their hand as a gesture of acknowledgment, seemingly still dazed from the storm-like impact. The petite figure did not mind and directly retreated to kneel behind the boundary line of the competition, first placing the bamboo sword properly to the right side of their body, with the sword's guard level with the knee. Only then did they remove their face mask, revealing a small face the size of a palm, with a serious expression. The petite figure did not mind and directly retreated to kneel behind the boundary line of the competition, first placing the bamboo sword properly to the right side of their body, with the sword's guard level with the knee. Only then did they remove their face mask, revealing a small face the size of a palm, with a serious expression.

Hasegawa Kiriyoshi was dumbfounded and stammered, "Wow... how impressive!"

Taisho Bori patted his shoulder and said, "Thank you!" However, he quickly added in a strange manner, "It would be great if you could swap your personality with your sister's."

In a competition arena of one hundred square meters marked by a white line, two individuals are engaged in an intense offensive and defensive battle, their bamboo swords clashing repeatedly with remarkable force. After observing for a while, Kitahara Shuji realized that this was not a fair contest; one participant was tall and robust, while the other was notably petite.

"Since we are already here, let's wait a moment; we cannot disregard Alu's feelings," Uchida Yuma replied, then his expression changed, and he said with a strange smile, "Fukuzawa Fuyumi has arrived, and the rumors are indeed true; she is barefoot and stands at most 1.45 meters tall"

He entered the foyer and glanced at the sword training hall, discovering that the structure of the hall was simple yet appeared exceptionally spacious. The main hall, which was merely laid with a shiny, polished tung oil wooden floor, was likely around 700 to 800 square meters—standard basketball court is 420 square meters—this place was approximately the size of two basketball courts

Hasegawa Yoshiyoshi greeted the guy who had just gotten up: "Vice Minister, a new student has come to join the club!"

Kitahara Hidetaka focused his gaze and indeed saw Fukuzawa Fuyumi, who removed her white headscarf and casually wiped the sweat from her forehead. She then began to adjust her protective gear and the large hakama—her outfit was clearly borrowed. The adjustable protective gear was manageable, but the hakama was both wide and oversized, making it look as if she was wearing a floor-length skirt.

Taisho Hori said with a wry smile: "At first, I did plan to do that, but later I realized that I couldn't let go; there was simply no opportunity for a counterattack." However, he soon became calm again, acknowledging that the strength of the newcomers is beneficial for the club, and expressed with relief: "With you and Fukuzawa joining this year, we might have a chance to compete in the national tournament... Sigh, this is our last year, and I hope we can achieve good results."

Although she is small in stature, her presence is remarkably strong, drawing the attention of everyone in the dojo.

In his previous life, he only lived to the age of 20, which is not much older than a high school freshman, and his curiosity has not yet completely faded away

The person turned his head slightly, saw three new students, and immediately broke into a big smile, saying warmly: "You are here for a visit, right? Welcome, welcome... I am Hasegawa Yoshiyoshi, pleased to meet you. The club president is not here right now; he went to attend the student club recruitment meeting. I will show you around. I'm not bragging, but our kendo club has excellent facilities! Look, we have such a large dojo that can be used freely, and we also have public protective gear. The changing room is equipped with showers, with hot water in winter and warm water in summer... The club president is not here right now; he went to attend the student club recruitment meeting. I will show you around. I'm not bragging, but our kendo club has excellent facilities! Look, we have such a large dojo that can be used freely, and we also have public protective gear. The changing room is equipped with showers, with hot water in winter and warm water in summer..."

Shida Ritsuna patiently waited for a moment, and finally, when Hasegawa Yoshiyoshi took a breath, he quickly interjected: "We have already decided to join the club, so there is no need to trouble Senior Hasegawa. By the way, since the club president is not here, let's wait here for a while... Is practice currently underway?"

Taisho Bori bowed slightly towards Kitahara Uchida and said: "Welcome to the Kendo Club"

Kitahara Hidetoshi looked at the petite figure and felt a sense of familiarity. This height resembled that of Fukuzawa Fuyumi, who had taken a sip of his soup at the cafeteria at noon; after all, there aren't many high school students who are this short. However, the other party was wearing a mask, dressed in a do and hakama, making it impossible to discern their face or figure, and he did not dare to confirm. He only heard Shikishima Ritsu ask a boy: "Senpai, may I ask if Shikishima-sensei is here?"

Shidao Lu slightly bowed and then introduced, "These are my two friends, Kitahara Shuji and Uchida Yuma. Gentlemen, this is Senior Taisho Hori from the third year, currently serving as the vice captain of the Kendo Club. He is highly skilled and a strong contender in the Kendo Club, taking on the important role of the main player in the men's team competition."

The petite figure stepped back a few paces after sheathed her sword, then bowed her head and said loudly: "Thank you for your guidance, senior!"

Shidao Lvyuan opened the door and took off his shoes at the entrance—this is the trouble with Japanese schools, as they constantly deal with shoes. Upon entering the classroom building, one must change into indoor shoes, then switch back to leather shoes when going out, and upon arriving at the dojo, one must remove both shoes and socks, which is quite disconcerting.

Before he could finish speaking, changes had already occurred in the arena. That petite figure had broken through the opponent's defense circle with a series of rapid slashes. With a swift approach, she shouted "Face!" while delivering a powerful strike with her sword onto the opponent's helmet, the force was immense, and it actually knocked the opponent down to the ground.

The member serving as the temporary referee was also taken aback, momentarily stunned before reacting, and shouted: "The move is valid, the red side wins!"

The person removed their mask, glanced over here, and then staggered over, greeting with a hand on their forehead: "Ah Jin, your sister has mentioned you to me, you have truly worked hard."

Shidao Luli immediately frowned, while Uchida Yuma murmured softly behind, "Please, absolutely do not!"