Chapter 8 - The blonde behind the wheel

The internal clock woke me up at six in the morning. Eh, even an hour of meditation would be better than a long sleep.

Getting out of bed and driving the prana through the body, thereby knocking out the remnants of dreams, I slowly drip into the bathroom.

After going to the shower and doing the daily morning ritual, I head to the kitchen. On the way, I open the window and blow in fresh air.

For breakfast there will be scrambled eggs with fried tomatoes and strong tea with lemon. For lunch, I make rice, a little fried chicken and a spring salad.

We slowly gobble up a delicious breakfast. I certainly do not catch orgasms from my food, as in one anime, but I think it's pretty close to that. Even when I just cut a purchased sausage, a 10X bonus is triggered, and ordinary sausage tastes better than any delicacy.

We get dressed, take lunch, school supplies and a kendo uniform.

Eh, if I didn't want to meet Saeko and see the anime plot develop, I wouldn't even go to the academy. It's just incredibly boring ... Okay, what's the point of whining.

We close the house and go to the academy. Dark clouds covered the sky.

Yes ~ ah, it looks like the whole day will be cloudy ...

About halfway down the road I was caught by the rain. Although it was not transmitted. Not good, let's step up.

At that moment, a small yellow car stopped beside me.

The glass dropped and a blonde head stuck out.

- Hey guy! Should you go to Fujimi Academy? - the owner of this very head said in a pleasant and slightly naive voice.

- Yes. -

- ABOUT! Then sit down with me, I'll give you a lift. -

Well, I don't have to say it twice. Besides, I guess who she is.

And I'm not afraid to get into someone else's car, especially if its driver is a woman, but the fact that she is ready to let such a bully like me into her car ... It's strange ...

- Thank you so much. - I said and got into the car.

Well, as I sat down, I had to bend down, and my knees did not fit ... In general, I played with myself in the constructor and it seemed like I managed to get in.

Honestly, I already regret a little that I agreed, but it doesn't matter.

- What is your uncomfortable car. - I grumbled

- Hey! My machine has nothing to do with it! You're too big! What's your name, by the way? - Angrily, like a kitten, she said, and then abruptly switched to childish naivety.

- My name is Yuki Shiro. I'm from 10 C. -

- Oh ~ oh, I see. And my name is Morikawa Shizuka, I am a nurse at your academy. -

- Nice to meet Morikawa-san. -

- Mow. - She pouted - Call me just Shizuka Shiro-kun. -

"Morikawa-san, I don't really like all this myself, but you are older than me and ..."

- Shiro-kun! Do you mean to say that I'm old ?! - she was angry like a cat that has been stepped on its tail.

- In no case! I mean, this is wrong and no one will understand. I said quickly. I can't be fooled by a woman.

- And it's true. They might think ... -

Before I had time to exhale, she offered me another option.

- Well, then call me big sister! Call me One-san! I've always wanted a little brother or sister!

Yes, it's even worse !!!

- Cough, ahem. Well Shizuka means Shizuka ...

In response, she sent me a cheerful smile, but there was clearly satisfaction in her eyes. This nurse only seems to be making a fool of herself. In fact, she is a cunning manipulator. Wolf in sheep's clothing.

- So, Shizuka, do you live somewhere nearby? -

- No, my house is far from the academy. Today I spent the night with my friend Rika-chan. In fact, I spend more time in her house than in mine ... - at the end she thought, clearly puzzled by such a discovery.

- Is this Rika your friend?

- Yes! We have been friends since elementary school! We've always been close. True, because of her work, we rarely meet. - she answered sadly. So sweet when she sulks ... I want to feel her cheeks.

We talked the rest of the way to the academy. Well, as they said, in fact it was, probably, a monologue from her side with short inserts from me ... Yes, she loves to scratch her tongue, however, I do not mind listening.

Upon arrival, I barely crawled out of this iron box. Seriously, why does Shizuka need such a small car? She is quite tall herself. Yes, and her chest does not fit normally, all the time rubbing against the steering wheel ... Better not to think about it.

After parting with Shizuka, boring lessons awaited me, on which I meditated. I was usually never disturbed because they knew that the material had already been studied by me.

After finishing all the lessons, I was going to go to lunch, but then an interesting acquaintance found me.

"Are you going to have lunch, Shiro-san?" Saeko asked with a smile.

She came up to me as soon as I left the class ... Was she looking for me?

- Hello Saeko-san. I was just about to have lunch. Maybe you can keep me company? -

- With pleasure. -

After that we went to lunch together in a gazebo near the kendo club.

We dined slowly in silence, enjoying each other's company. It looks like she is one of those with whom you can just sit alone and not feel awkward from it. Such an idyll ...

- Well, are you ready for training? -

- Always ready. Saeko replied energetically.

- That's good. -

After that we went to the club and had a few more fights that were hotter than yesterday.

During one of the breaks we had a rather interesting conversation.

"Shiro-san, I'm wondering why did you leave Kendo and go to Kyudo?" -

- Oh, it's pretty simple. I have never preferred the sword. In elementary school, I joined an Aikido club and was taught Kenjutsu, Bojutsu, Sojutsu and other arts. So one day the president of the kendo club saw my training fight and asked me to enroll in their club. I refused because I didn't want to waste time on this. In the end, he suggested that I just join and participate only in competitions. In exchange, he will help me get a private room. Something like this. -

- It's true? -

- Yes. -

- It's hard to believe it. Many masters recognized you, but then it turns out that all this was just an ordinary hobby. You know, for people like me, who devoted all their free time to the sword, this is very unpleasant to hear. It's even somehow offensive to know that someone has achieved tremendous results without straining, while you train all your life and, as it turns out, you flounder all this time in the mud.

- Sorry. - I threw up my hands.

"Apologies are not enough. Take the shinai, let's have another fight. Maybe by beating you I will extinguish the fire of disappointment in myself. - with an energetic smile and a flame in her eyes, said the girl

"Ho ~ oh your shinai has never even touched the edges of my clothes. Where such confidence? - I said teasingly with a confident smile.

"Grab your shinai, Shiro-san! This time, the victory will definitely be mine! -

- Let's see Saeko-san. Suddenly a miracle happens and you're in luck. -

The subsequent battle was indeed more intense than all the previous ones put together. Saeko has surpassed herself ... The only pity is that it is useless ... My shinai still sank onto her shoulder.

We took off our helmet, and she said in a tired but satisfied voice ...

"Sooner or later, I will be able to defeat you. With each workout, I will only get stronger and stronger until I finally can defeat you. -

"Well, I'll wait when that time comes, but for now I won again," I said with a teasing intonation and a smile.

"You won't have to wait long," Saeko said confidently, narrowing her eyes.

This was the end of the club time. I went home, had dinner and went to train my skills.

And so the day passed.