I'm a thankful fox in Tokyo

This boy's name is Arima Nozomi. He is only about 1.65 meters tall. He has an unattractive appearance, with a Chinese character face, small eyes, and eyebrows like a ball of weeds.

He probably likes to stay up late, has heavy dark circles under his eyes, is always shiny on his nose, and is prone to pimples on his face.

When not smiling, the facial features can be said to be straight, giving people a sense of honesty and down-to-earthness, which is quite anthropomorphic.

But when he smiles, his rotten teeth with braces will be exposed, and his eyes will be slightly narrowed subconsciously. The lust in his eyes seems to overflow from the corners of his eyes, and there is a kind of lewd temperament spreading from his bones.

Therefore, since the beginning of school, Arima Nozomi's reputation among girls has declined step by step.

Every time he smiles at a girl, his reputation drops again.

Of course, this is purely based on appearance. In fact, Arima Zezon's character was very good at the beginning.

As a native Tenryu in Tokyo, he doesn't have the arrogance of Tokyoites who have long eyes and long heads and look at everyone as a country person.

As soon as school started, I became familiar with the boys in the class, and I was even more enthusiastic about Higashino Yu, who was only separated by a walkway between the desks.

Even the title is called Higashino directly - in the island country, it is usually only between good friends who can be called like this.

After learning that he had just arrived in Tokyo, he gave him a lot of advice on food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and told him to come to him if he encountered any difficulties in the future. Many times, I suspected that he was simply a fake island native.

Hearing Arima Norimune's question, Higashinoyu took out the books he was going to use today and put them away, and casually replied: "Just arrived."

"It's strange, Imagawa, you didn't notice it either, right?"

Arima Zezon turned to look at the boy he was chatting with just now: "I noticed it before. Dongye didn't make any movement when he walked. He must have been a cat in his previous life."

On the contrary, I was a human in my previous life and a fox in this life.

Dong Yeyu complained in his heart and laughed: "You guys were so excited about chatting just now that you didn't notice me. Isn't it normal?"

"How is that possible? I've been paying attention to the door and was waiting for you to come." Arima Norimune muttered.

"Wait for me?" Dong Yeyu was a little confused.

"Have you forgotten? The school club is recruiting new students today. This is what I just talked about with Imakawa. The three of us are of the same mind and work together. It would be great if we could join the same club."

Play less Dynasty Warriors and speak half-literally.

Dong Yeyu twitched his lips, but he was still somewhat interested in the club topic.

I had longed for him when I was in high school in my previous life. Although I am forced by life and have no plans to join the club in this life, I can always satisfy my curiosity by getting to know him better.

"What club are you planning to join?" Dong Yeyu asked.

"Arima-san is planning to join the kendo club. I'm not sure yet. What do you think, Higashino-san?"

Imagawa Kashiwagi, who was sitting behind Arima Norimune and next to Higashino Yu, asked with a smile.

He sat next to Higashi Yeyu and behind Arima Zezong. There was only a walkway for one person to walk between the desks. The positions were adjacent, allowing for more communication.

It's too early to call them friends, but after spending so many days together, we have a preliminary understanding of each other's personalities, and they seem to get along quite well.

Unlike the familiar Arima Norimune, Imagawa Kashiwagi has a calm and reserved personality. He mostly uses honorifics in his speech. He doesn't talk much and can even be said to be taciturn.

The figure is tall but a little thin, so much so that it looks like a telephone pole at first glance, but the appearance is delicate, but it is covered by thick bangs like a mask.

Wearing black-rimmed glasses, behind the heavy glasses is a pair of special eyes, like a mirror placed in a dark room, reflecting everyone.

He was not active in the class. Apart from studying, he just sat in his seat in a daze. Occasionally, he would be dragged along by Arima Nozomi to chat, but most of the time he acted as a loyal listener.

"I'm probably from the Homecoming Department." Dong Yeyu said with some regret.

Some clubs in island high schools are actually helpful for college admissions, such as some sports clubs, such as baseball clubs and track and field clubs.

If you can win a big prize in your high school career, as long as your academic performance is not too high, you can enter a good university as a student with similar talents.

The kendo club suffers a lot compared to some popular sports.

However, if you can win a big kendo award like the Jade Dragon Flag, or get good rankings in some kendo competitions, taking the police route is also a good way.

But for me, these societies are not necessary.

Firstly, it conflicts with my part-time job, and secondly, I don’t need this kind of award to add icing on the cake. If nothing else, I can get into the university of my choice purely by academic ability.

It's a pity. It is said that club life in high school can create good memories.

"Eh?!" Arima Norimune was stunned on the spot, as if struck by lightning, he grabbed Higashino Yu's table and tried his best to persuade him.

"I'm still thinking about taking you two to join the Kendo Club and win the Jade Dragon Grand Prize by chopping melons and vegetables. Do you really want to stop thinking about it? Dongye, you, Kashiwagi, and I, our three swords combined will surely make the world famous. , it’s not a bad thing to have a name in the school’s history!”

"And the Jade Dragon Flag also has a bonus."

Come on, buddy, I haven't practiced swordplay for a day. Not to mention whether I got the prize in the end, even if I got the bonus, I would be so hungry that only the fox skin would be left.

Higashino Yu spread his hands: "But I haven't practiced swordsmanship for a day, and it's not like you don't know that, Arima-san."

"It doesn't matter, there are still three years to go. With your physique, Dongye, sword training can be said to be twice the result with half the effort."

Arima Zezon patted Higashino Yu's generous shoulder rather covetously, and said solemnly: "Not to mention me, right?"

"My ancestor used to be a general under the daimyo. It is said that he was a very famous samurai and a great swordsman. He passed down many books on the art of war. As his descendant, it will not be a problem for me to teach one or two apprentices using these art of war."

The military art books of the island country are not the kind of military books that teach how to lead troops to fight in China, but are more similar to martial arts secret books.

"Arima-kun, the art of war book passed down by your family is not good for external transmission." Imagawa Kashiwagi said with a frown.

"There's nothing wrong with it." Arima Norimune smiled and sat down at the edge of Imagawa Kashiwagi's table.

"When my father was in school, my grandfather forced me to teach him swordsmanship, but he has rarely touched a sword since he started working. He actually doesn't value these family swordsmanships very much, and just keeps them as old objects. Anyway, sooner or later, they will be mine. Isn’t it better to take it out in advance and promote it than to let it grow mold?”

Higashino Yu really wanted to learn these killing skills, so that he would not have the strength of a supermodel but could only do bastard punches.

But if the price is to join the kendo club, then forget it.

For me now, money has a high priority, so I politely declined: "I personally would like to try it, but there are indeed very important things."