Chapter 130 Who Was Beaten?
Beito Town, Beito High School.
Unlike Teitan High School, Beito High School is a private school, but at the same time, Beito High School is an outlier among private schools.
Since the person behind the scenes is not short of money, the school is not a business for her, but just a charity, or a toy for her children.
Therefore, the highest admission threshold of Beito High School is not a high tuition fee like other private schools, but excellent conduct and good grades.
Therefore, this private school rarely has the young masters and young ladies that are common in private schools, and children from civilian families account for the majority here.
Tsukamoto Kosuke is one of them.
However, his grades in junior high school were enough to go to Teitan, but in order not to go to Teitan, a school that was descended by darkness, he began to deliberately lower his grades in the third grade, and then he got what he wanted.
But the lowered grades and IQ seem to be irreversible, and it is suspected that his violent sister hit him too hard and made him stupid.
At 3 pm, it was time to get out of school. In the first-year class C, Tsukamoto Kosuke, who was worried, packed his homework into his handbag and turned to look at a boy next to him.
"Naoki, let's go."
Takasugi Naoki, a student in the first-year class B, is currently a first-year student of the Karate Club of Beido High School, just like Tsukamoto Kosuke.
Usually, their club activities are to catch wooden boards for seniors, but even so, Tsukamoto Kosuke never gets tired of it.
Because he has a dream!
"Kosuke, have you heard about the Kanto competition a few days ago."
"Huh? Isn't that a kendo competition? What does it have to do with us?"
Two boys in black school uniforms walked out of the classroom one after another, talking to each other, chatting in the gap like usual.
"You really don't know?"
Takasugi Naoki's voice seemed a little surprised. In recent days, many schools in Tokyo have heard about it.
However, when he thought that he only knew about it from his senior, Takasugi Naoki's reaction to Tsukamoto Kosuke was understandable, but it did not affect him pretending to know it a long time ago and boasting about it.
"Come on, tell me, what do you know?" Tsukamoto Kosuke was thinking about other things and had no patience to talk.
However, they were also a pair of best friends, and these details would naturally not affect their relationship.
"Tsk tsk~, Kosuke, then you are really out of date~, this Kanto competition, there are two very famous kendo geniuses, and one of them is from our Beido High School~."
"Huh? There is such a thing? Then why is no one in our school discussing it——?!" Tsukamoto Kosuke was indeed a little curious when he heard it.
Seeing that he finally had the reaction he wanted, Takasugi Naoki smiled mysteriously, looked around, and when he saw that there was no one around, he whispered stealthily:
"It is said that this genius in our school is a princess from a very powerful family, and for some reason, the school is not allowed to discuss this matter at all."
"Ah?! Wait, Naoki, you mean, princess? - Girl?!"
"Shhhh!"
Takasugi Naoki hurriedly shushed, and Tsukamoto Kosuke hurriedly covered his mouth when he saw this.
Although I don't understand anything, I just think it's amazing!
And the initiator of all this, a princess from a very powerful family, actually didn't know what it meant to cover up, even if she gave enough hush money to other people in the kendo club at that time, but the most terrifying thing in the world is the human heart, and the most difficult to guard against is the mouth of others.
Maybe now, she is rolling on the bed in a rage~.
"And then below?" After covering his mouth, Tsukamoto Kosuke blinked and looked at Takasugi Naoki expectantly.
Takasugi Naoki also blinked and spread his hands, "No more."
Tsukamoto Kosuke blinked, and Takasugi Naoki continued to blink.
"That's it?"
"That's it."
"Tsk, then you still don't know anything!? Boring."
"Eh? Kosuke, aren't you curious? You look a little weird today!"
Tsukamoto Kosuke shook his head and continued to move forward.
He did feel a little bored. Of course, if it was normal, he would definitely speculate with Takasugi Naoki at this time, but now, his mind was full of what happened last night.
He saw the light, he didn't want to give up, even if his sister denied it, even if his parents thought it was a misunderstanding!
He had to do everything he could to personally seize this only rare opportunity - send Tsukamoto Kazumi out of the house!
He wanted to find the so-called Shimizu junior, at all costs!
"By the way, Naoki, you just mentioned two kendo geniuses? What about the other one?"
As they were almost at the entrance of the club, Tsukamoto Kosuke temporarily put aside the plan that had not yet taken shape in his mind, and casually asked Takayama Naoki.
"Hmm? The other one, the other one seems to be called Shimizu, a student of Teitan."
"Speaking of which, he is also very powerful. I heard from the seniors who were there at the time that the guy suddenly jumped more than ten meters high. I don't know what strange moves he used, but in the end he was defeated by our Beido Hanyu's sword."
Tsukamoto Kosuke's hand that lifted the curtain of the karate department froze in mid-air, "Naoki, what did you say?"
"Hmm? Oh, Hanyu, Hanyu Jieru, but this name is a pseudonym."
Takasugi Naoki suddenly realized and explained that he had forgotten to say it just now.
But the next moment, Tsukamoto Kosuke's eyes flashed with a gleam that ordinary people could hardly imagine, and he grabbed his collar, "No, it's not that Hanyu, it's that——"
"Shimizu?" Takasugi Naoki was a little at a loss.
And as soon as his doubtful voice fell, Tsukamoto Kosuke was like a ruthless scumbag who threw him away again.
Rubbing his hands and stamping his feet excitedly, Takasugi Naoki was scared for a while.
But fortunately, they had already reached the entrance of karate, and it was only two steps away. Takasugi Naoki pulled Tsukamoto Kosuke into the club activity room.
After entering the club activity room, Tsukamoto Kosuke quickly calmed down. The two did not need to change into training clothes. As usual, they picked up the easy-to-break wooden board and consciously became the human assistants of the seniors.
However, less than ten minutes later, the whispers among the karate seniors also reached Tsukamoto Kosuke's ears.
"More than ten meters, even our already graduated Kyogoku Minister, it seems that he could only jump this high at the beginning? That's the best strength in the country!"
"More than ten meters in one jump? So scary?"
"This strength is very strong, why did they lose, foul?"
Apparently, for some reason, the karate club today was also talking about the topic of Tsukamoto Kosuke and Takasugi Naoki just now.
The cause of the topic is unknown, but maybe someone who is busy with things made a comparison between Shimizu and their minister.
After listening for a long time, Tsukamoto Kosuke listened to Shimizu in his ears, and his heart became more and more restless.
Finally, after a senior kicked the wooden board into two halves, Tsukamoto Kosuke gritted his teeth, turned his head and rushed out of the karate club directly.
No, he couldn't stand it!
He was going now-at this time, the other party must still be in the kendo club of Teitan!
He wanted to tell that man all his sister's weaknesses. If, if Shimizu Koji didn't agree, he would kneel down and beg him!
It's been so many years!!! But there is only one person!
The boy who can send that iron fist girl home, there is no doubt that he can't be just an ordinary junior!
That is his brother!
Tsukamoto Kosuke almost ran out of the karate club, ran back to the classroom, picked up his handbag, and ran to the school gate in one breath.
And when Tsukamoto Kosuke ran to the school gate, Takasugi Naoki in the karate club found that he was missing.
At the school gate, after five minutes of rapid running, Tsukamoto Kosuke's excitement also subsided a little because of physical strength.
He walked out of the street with a slight breath, recalling the way to Teitan in his mind.
"Hmm? Boss, it seems that someone has come out."
"Hmm? Isn't it just three o'clock?"
In an alley, four or five bad boys with colorful hair dyed in red, orange, yellow, green and blue were squatting next to a trash can, smoking cigarettes and chatting with each other.
As one of them exclaimed, they looked up one by one at Tsukamoto Kosuke who was walking on the road.
One of the yellow-haired boys had a sharp look in his eyes, threw the cigarette butt to the ground fiercely, and stood up in a flash. His height of 1.9 meters, close to 2 meters, was almost full of pressure.
"It's him, damn it, I almost let him run away because of my carelessness! Go!"
Seeing this, the other bad boys stood up and followed the tall yellow-haired boy.
When Tsukamoto Kosuke heard the footsteps behind him and turned around, it was too late.
"You, who are you?!"
"Stop talking nonsense, beat him up!"
Tsukamoto Kosuke's eyes were dark and his face was confused, but his years of experience in being beaten made him react very quickly. He lowered his head and dodged the key punch that was heading straight for his eyes, which might cause the situation today to get out of control.
But then, he was kicked again and again. Tsukamoto Kosuke immediately hugged his head with both hands and turned around and ran away.
And the group of bad boys didn't expect that Tsukamoto Kosuke, who was only 1.7 meters thin, could be so resistant to beatings. They kicked him hard several times but couldn't knock him down.
They didn't expect that although Tsukamoto Kosuke was embarrassed to hold his head for protection, he slipped through their encirclement without paying attention.
Several people were stunned for a moment, but the yellow-haired tall and thin leader reacted quickly and ran after him with his long legs.
"Chase him! We must knock out a few teeth of this brat today!"
"Chase!"
"Stop! Kid, if you don't want to die, stop and don't run!"
Faced with their shouts and threats, Tsukamoto Kosuke, who was running away with his head in his arms, turned a deaf ear to them. Although he felt a dull pain in several places on his body, he even sneered in his heart.
This group of people is still far from enough! He was fooled like this ten years ago!
A bunch of bastards, do they think he is a fool!