I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 81 Challenge
A young man practicing swords?It's probably a juggling act.

This uncle is Nagara Sousuke who killed someone, but his soul is no longer the original upstart, but temporarily occupied by the swordsman on Huche.

Turning his head to glance at the bamboo sword Fujii put on the bar, Nagara Sasuke, who absorbed the memory of the original owner, knew that it was a prop called modern kendo practice. In the era when he was active, there were similar things. It doesn't surprise him.

God let me, Nagara Shousuke, appear in this era, there must be a purpose for it.

After Nagara finished his meal, he took out a few pieces of paper called money from his pocket, pressed them under the empty bowl, got up and was about to leave.

"Uncle, the money you gave is too much."

Fujii tree kindly reminded me that there is no one who pays with several ten-thousand-yen banknotes for dinner at an izakaya. There are several empty wine bottles in front of this uncle, is he confused?

"Well, the extra ones can be regarded as rewards."

Nagara Sangsuke turned around and left the izakaya. The shopkeeper chased after him with the change, but he shook his head and came back after a while. It seemed that he did not catch up.

Nagara Sosuke, who had left the izakaya, was walking through the alleyway with Tiger on his back. A group of gangsters from the violent gang were beating the homeless man, and he ran into him.

"Garbage, you should have the awareness of garbage. Sleeping here will trip up my uncle."

Gangsters come in groups, beating curled up homeless people with steel pipes. This is also considered a norm in the island country. Young people often vent their anger on these marginalized people in society, and no one will care if they are beaten to death or disabled.

"roll!"

Nagara Sousuke untied Kotoru from his back, and expressed his opinion very simply. As a swordsman who once walked in troubled times, he would not ignore him.

"Ojisang (uncle), your mother didn't teach you, don't meddle in your own business?"

The gangster's leader, a young man with colorful hair, held a blood-stained steel pipe and knocked on the wall of the alleyway.

"Borrow some money to spend? See how well you are dressed."

He noticed Nagara Sasuke's high-end suit, and suddenly he had the evil intention of making a fortune.

Huche pulled out the scabbard inch by inch, the cold light pierced through the night sky, Nagara Sousuke stepped forward and slashed down.

The steel pipe in the gang leader's hand was neatly cut into two parts, and he and his companions ran away in a panic, completely losing the arrogance just now.

Nagara Shosuke did not pursue, but stepped over the wounded homeless man on the ground and continued on the path he had chosen.

He didn't walk for long, and soon came to a kendo gym. He raised his head, and there was a plaque hanging on the top of the imposing gate.

"Ichikawa One Sword Style, let's see how good it is."

Prime Minister Nagara stepped into the gate. From now on, he wants to challenge these sword gyms one by one to prove his strength as the number one swordsman in the world.

Hu Tetsu took his sword out of its sheath with a clear cry, and the bright light of the sword swept across Nagara Sasuke's silent face, passed through the corridor of the kendo hall, and came to the main house in the backyard.

"This guest, is he here to kick the hall? There is no need to draw the sword, right?"

In the main room sat a man in kimono who was maintaining the real sword, with his back to Nagara Sousuke, and asked.

"In the competition between swordsmen, using real swords is the respect for each other. Please ask for advice."

Nagara Shosuke raised the Kotoru Taidao, and after speaking, he stepped forward quickly, raised the sword in his hand and dropped it, and turned the blade maintained by the man in kimono, and fought him for a blow.

The two of them took a few steps back. The man in the kimono was quite skilled. It took less than half a second from getting up to drawing his sword to fight.

The fallen leaves in the courtyard fell and fell on the surface of the water reflecting the confrontation between the two, splashing a wave of ripples.

The figures intertwined again, the tachi of the man in kimono and the toru of Nagara Sousuke collided in mid-air, and sparks shot out.

Nagara Shosuke's Toruge blocked the horizontal slash of the kimono man's tachi. With a turn of the blade, the next slash seemed to be dodged as expected. A light red line.

And Nagara Xiangsuke also pulled away from the blade, and after being dodged from the slash, his tiger pierced into the abdomen of the man in the kimono, winning by a small margin.

"I didn't expect that there are swordsmen with such skills in this world. If I accept it, I won."

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Nagara Shosuke had calculated the distance. The man in kimono's slashing would at most only add a scar to his face. pierce.

"Well! Who are you?"

The man in the kimono originally thought that this was a master deliberately brought in by someone to kick him, but after the fight, he realized that this is definitely not an ordinary person. He really wanted to kill just now, but he was no match for the opponent in front of him.

"I don't need to know my name, I'm just an unknown swordsman passing by."

Before he successfully challenged the sword masters of the entire island country, Nagara Shousuke would not reveal his name in person. After calling the ambulance for the man in the kimono, he left without looking back.
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The plump and round long legs were put on white cotton stockings, outlining the outline of the slightly fleshy body. In front of the shrine, Kamiya Rin put on the red and white shrine maiden costume, picked up the enshrined source sword, got up and picked up the shrine on the floor. The sleepy raccoon monster Shinnosuke.

"Pain Pain!"

Shinnosuke opened his eyes, and was placed on Kamiya Rin's shoulders. The kimono on it was replaced with a newer style, and his complexion was much better than before.

"Master Shenming told me that there is a new trouble, and I need your sense of smell to find the source of the trouble."

Kamiya Rin explained a few words, as the witch of Yubai Damingshen, she is responsible for dealing with these supernatural events.

"In addition to eating and sleeping every day, you should contribute your strength, right?"

Rin Kamiya, who thought he had taken in a free labor force, blamed Shinnosuke, who was pretending to be dead, a little angrily.

"Hi, hi! Hi! I'll just go out with you."

Shinnosuke reluctantly compromised, and the demon had to bow his head under the eaves.

The raccoon cat monster jumped on Kamiya Rin's shoulders, the monster is invisible to ordinary people, and it didn't make any disguise.

"Miss Shengu, there are very few people who believe in the Yubai God you serve, right? Except for the villagers near the foot of the mountain, no one has seen a statue enshrining him."

On the way down the mountain, Shinnosuke asked Rin Kamiya curiously. It wasn't that it didn't do anything during this time, at least it had checked the surrounding environment clearly.

"Master Yubai's vocation is to protect the human beings in Tokyo, but the government in modern society has completely prevented the theory of gods and ghosts from becoming mainstream, and the loss of believers is also normal."

Shen Gulin answered truthfully, with a trace of loneliness flashing across her face. She has served Yubai Mingshen's Shengu family for generations, and now she is the only direct member left. It is said that the blood of the ancestors was fused with the spiritual power of Yubai Mingshen. Due to the power of ordinary people and the physique that can see monsters, if they don't continue to reproduce, this once famous family will also disappear in the long river of history.

(End of this chapter)