Chapter 88 The Flying Skirt

"Mori-senpai, is your mother a lawyer?"

"Yes, by the way, Shimizu-kun can just call me Xiaolan, we are already friends."

Xiaolan smiled generously and nodded, and asked Shimizu Koji to change her name.

"Well, Xiaolan, what is your mother's personality like?"

Shimizu Koji had a bad premonition, and it was getting stronger.

Just by looking at Xiaolan's personality, he could guess one or two. Xiaolan's mother was very likely not the kind of lawyer he wanted to find.

He wanted Sonoko to find a powerful lackey who would help relatives but not the law, and would do things for money, or a lackey who looked like a dog under the golden sign of the consortium.

And Xiaolan's innocent girl-like personality is her mother.

"Let me tell you, Aunt Fei is super jealous! For this matter, we must find her!"

Sonoko's words really confirmed Shimizu Koji's premonition. At this time, Tsukamoto Kazumi's eyes were slightly fixed, and she turned her head and looked at Shimizu Koji.

Her eyes were clear - is this okay?

Obviously, she also felt something was wrong.

Shimizu Koji didn't expect such a coincidence.

But looking at the enthusiastic faces of Sonoko and Xiaolan, it's obvious that it would be too hurtful to refuse directly.

However, it's not impossible to be honest.

Shimizu Koji felt that things were a little off from what he expected.

And this unexpectedness came from Xiaolan, whom he had never considered before.

"Then, let's find time to meet your mother first."

"This afternoon, in fact!" Xiaolan was quite excited, or enthusiastic.

In fact, no matter who it is, if a friend happens to encounter a problem, and his parents are professionals who can help solve it, they will basically have a sense of showing off.

What's more, a young girl like Xiaolan must be very proud of her mother.

Sonoko also looked at Shimizu Koji eagerly, not only because of Shimizu Koji's request, but also because this matter could make her best friend Xiaolan proud and happy.

Although it was nothing at ordinary times, Sonoko herself knew that her life experience would definitely bring some psychological pressure to Xiaolan.

And this time, there is no doubt that handing over the home court to Xiaolan's mother is definitely a good thing that can make Xiaolan, who has always grown up in a single-parent family, feel confident and recognized.

However, before Shimizu Koji officially answered, Tsukamoto Kazumi, who had been a spectator, suddenly spoke.

"No, not this afternoon."

Xiaolan and Sonoko both exclaimed and looked back at her.

Tsukamoto Kazumi and Shimizu Koji looked at each other and smiled confidently, "You may have forgotten that Shimizu Junior has something very important to do tomorrow."

"Hey!"

"Kanto Competition!"

Xiaolan and Sonoko's eyes lit up and they said almost in unison.

Shimizu Koji was also stunned. It's not that he forgot, but because Tsukamoto Kazumi said this, which actually reminded him.

He must go to the Kendo Club this afternoon.

Because of the relationship between Nohara Naoto and those seniors, Shimizu Koji was speechless, and he was indeed a little inflated by them.

If he couldn't use the Sharingan, he might have to be more serious in this Kanto Tournament.

At least, he had to understand some of the most basic situations.

"Well, then wait until tomorrow--"

Shimizu Koji was nodding, and suddenly his expression was stunned, and at the same time, Tsukamoto Sumi, who was standing on the edge of the rooftop, was also stunned.

Under the blue sky, the skirt of the heroic girl was suddenly rolled up by a naughty gust of wind, like a lotus leaf sticking to the water, sticking to her front and back.

The whole thing was like a new lotus pod.

But the lotus heart-was a blue and white striped style.

Fortunately, the rooftop where Tsukamoto Sumi stood was facing the park next to Teitan, otherwise, it might be hard to say how dazzling the scenery was.

"Ah——!"

Almost at the same time, Xiaolan and Sonoko also screamed and quickly held down their skirts.

But the only one who actually suffered was Tsukamoto Kazumi, who was standing at the edge and was attacked first.

She didn't scream like Xiaolan and Sonoko, but it was visible to the naked eye that her fair cheeks also turned red, and between her heroic eyebrows, there was a rare shyness belonging to a girl, but if you look closely, there was more shyness.

Tsukamoto Kazumi glared fiercely at Shimizu Koji, who just happened to see it and didn't keep avoiding it, and quickly reached out to tidy up the hem of her skirt, and at the same time, she also moved away from the edge of the rooftop.

But in fact, all this happened in just two or three seconds. When Shimizu Koji reacted, he had already been glared at.

He rubbed his nose helplessly and slightly concealed his embarrassment.

But he didn't think it was a big deal. It was just blue and white stripes. It's not like he had never bought it before.

But at this moment, his thoughts went astray, and a strange look flashed across Shimizu Koji's eyes. He felt a little embarrassed, but it was more like his illusion.

He didn't feel anything before, even though he knew the identity of Haibara Ai not long after the incident.

But as they got along with each other day by day, especially after these two days, Shimizu Koji suddenly recalled that something was not right.

And if Tsukamoto Kazumi looked over at this time and found that Shimizu Koji was a little absent-minded, it would probably deepen the misunderstanding.

But if you know that it was because of her that Koji Shimizu thought of a special little loli in his mind at this time, I'm afraid it's not just a misunderstanding.

——

At about 3 o'clock in the afternoon, after class, Koji Shimizu came to the long-lost Kendo Club with a handbag.

In fact, it's not a long time, but the exaggerated time change always makes people feel a long time away.

For Koji Shimizu's arrival, the people in the Kendo Club did not have any special welcome ceremony, and even Naoto Nohara did not come out to greet him as attentively as before.

Because, at this time, a fierce selection competition is going on in the Kendo Club.

"Face!"

"Sakata Ryosuke wins!"

"Next group, Ichiro Iwasaki vs. Taichi Yamanaka!"

Today's Kendo is a selection competition for the young people in the Kendo Club who are full of hope and blood after a month of crazy training.

Although the Kanto Competition is called a competition, it is actually just a competition in several counties in the Tokyo area, so the regulations are not too strict.

For example, participants can be replaced before the official competition begins, as long as they are on the previous registration list.

As for the so-called registration list, Shimizu Koji only found out later that Nohara Naoto had done a big job and filled in all the names of all the people in a club.

This is unprecedented and has taught the organizing committee of the Kanto Competition a good lesson. It is estimated that next time, the rules will be specially revised to restrict such situations.

"Hey, Shimizu is here."

"Huh? It's Shimizu classmate."

Shimizu Koji took his wooden sword from the sword rack and turned around. The members of the kendo club who were watching the competition had spontaneously made way for him.

In the distance, Nohara Naoto, who was sitting behind the referee's seat, was already waving at him.

No one here calls Shimizu Koji a junior. If it weren't for the fact that age and seniority are deeply rooted in Japan, many people might prefer to call him senior, because that not only expresses their respect, but also is very smooth.