Chapter 55 Tamaki Sanchiyo’s Suspicion

Author: Cat Kaji

Chapter 55 Tamaki Sanchiyo’s Suspicion

It was noon, and it was time to go to the Kendo Club for training. Today, Suzuki Mamoru still went alone.

As for Asogiri, she seemed to want to go and have a look, but Teacher Yasuhara called her to the staff room because of something, probably about some materials.

"Please come in."

Anyway, Suzuki Mamoru came to the kendo club alone, and when he stopped, Tamaki Michiyo's cold voice came from the activity room behind the door.

Suzuki Mamoru pushed the door open.

What unfolded before my eyes was the same scene as yesterday.

The girl was sitting alone by the window. Her position, posture, and calm expression on her face had not changed, making people think that she had entered a time loop.

Only the rays of the sun and the lifting of the curtains show that this is today, not yesterday.

"Good afternoon." Suzuki Mamoru greeted.

"Um."

"When did Tamaki-san come?"

"Just arrived."

"Have you just arrived?"

He closed the door, moved the chair, and returned to where he was yesterday. Suzuki Mamoru was sitting opposite Tamaki Michiyo.

"Tamagi-san will give people the illusion that they have been sitting here for a long time."

"Yeah?"

"Um."

"Let's get started."

"oh."

It became quiet in an instant, and Suzuki Mamoru stopped talking and looked at Tamaki Machiyo.

There was no fluctuation in the expression on her face, and her black and white eyes stared quietly, unmoved by anything. Just looking at such a girl, the quiet aura rushed towards her.

The cycle of time, the still picture. Tamaki Machiyo carries such an indescribable but indeed existing aura.

Like March.

Suzuki Mamoru thought so.

The weather in March has just escaped from winter but has not completely escaped from winter. The air in early spring carries a residual chill, but it is only slightly cold. Moreover, everything is so gentle and quiet. Even if it rains, it only falls quietly and lightly.

The ground is wetted, and when the wind blows, it only blows the leaves. If it blows in front of you, it blows your cheeks coolly. In the slight cold, you can smell the fresh and refreshing breath.

This description of Tamaki Sanchiyo is quite appropriate.

"Suzuki-san."

There was no sound in the activity room, and the perception of time became less sensitive. I don't know how much time had passed, but Suzuki Mamoru, who was lost in thought, suddenly heard the girl's voice in his ear.

"Yes." He came back to his senses and looked back at Tamaki Machiyo's eyes.

"I was distracted and my eyes were off."

"Well, sorry."

"It's okay. It's always like this when you first start practicing meditation. This is not an easy thing."

"Then" Suzuki Mamoru wanted to start over.

However, Tamaki Machiyo took the lead and continued: "It's just, Suzuki-san."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Try not to stare at my breasts."

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In silence, Tamaki Machiyo thought for a while, and then added: "Legs and feet are not good either. In short, don't stare at my body and get distracted. Although Suzuki-san doesn't seem to be thinking about anything obscene, but this

Still doesn’t work.”

".Yes." With clean and clear eyes, Suzuki looked directly at Tamaki Machiyo, paused, and responded.

Eyes can indeed reveal a person's thoughts. Suzuki Mamoru was glad that he was simply distracted and never had any strange thoughts. Perhaps this is the reason why Tamaki Machiyo has not picked up the bamboo sword and pointed it at him.

"besides."

When Suzuki Mamoru was ready, staring into Tamaki Michiyo's eyes, and about to continue his meditation practice, Tamaki Michiyo still had something to say.

"About Suzuki-san's question this morning."

"Huh?" Suzuki Mamoru blinked as he was still a little unresponsive. After thinking about it for a moment, he understood what Tamakiro Sanchiyo was referring to.

During the morning jog, he asked about Tamakiro Michiyo's opinion on Asagiri Xi's win in the third round.

"What's wrong?" Suzuki Mamoru asked.

Tamaki Michiyo stared straight into his eyes, impartially: "In a sword competition, there are losers and winners. Losing is not something worth caring about. What is worth caring about should be why you lose."

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Before Suzuki Mamoru could think of what to say in reply, Tamakiro Machiyo continued: "And the reason why I didn't answer Suzuki-san's question this morning is because I don't know why I lost the competition with Asagiri-san.

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"And, actually, I don't fully understand why Suzuki-san was able to hit me in the first place."

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"Suzuki-kun, do you have any ideas?"

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Nothing has changed in the quiet activity room. To the girl sitting there, the midday sun shining through the window and the late April air blowing in, everything is as usual.

But Suzuki Mamota did notice a certain change in the atmosphere.

The silence only lasted for two seconds. Under the gaze of Tamaki Michiyo, Suzuki Mamoru opened his mouth and responded calmly: "What I said at the beginning. In fact, I don't know why I was able to hit Tamaki-san."

"Don't you know, Suzuki-san?"

"Well," Suzuki Morigami seemed to be thinking quite seriously, recalling, and continued, "At first, I just felt that I wanted to win, so I devoted myself wholeheartedly to seeing Tamaki-san's reaction clearly, and finally I did it."

"Is that so?"

"Um."

"Perhaps Suzuki-kun was in a state of "not being moved" at that time."

"Huh? Not tempted?"

"Determine your goal and eliminate all distracting thoughts. Perhaps this is the case. Suzuki-san's reaction speed has greatly improved."

"So that's it." Suzuki Mamoru suddenly realized, "That feeling is "not being moved"?"

"Maybe." Tamaki Michiyo nodded, her expression unchanged, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

"That's it, what about Asagiri?" Suzuki Mamoru changed the topic, and then said with some embarrassment, "Although I was an audience at the time, I couldn't see the situation clearly because I was focused on it. I only remember that she seemed to be better than Tamaki-san.

One step faster.”

Tamaki Michiyo thought about it and confirmed the message from Suzuki Mamoru: "Well, yes. Asagiri-san was indeed faster than me in the third round. And"

She continued: "I don't know why she can do it. I think my offense has no flaws."

"Perhaps Tamaki-san can ask Asagiri."

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"Okay, that's it for today." Tamaki Michiyo stood up.

"Well, okay." Suzuki Mamoru, who was a step behind, stood up.

The lunch break at noon is not long, only fifty minutes, and it is indeed coming to an end.

After tidying up everything in the activity room, Suzuki Mamoru and Tamaki Michiyo left the activity room together and walked towards the teaching building.

"Today's harvest at noon has increased the doubts about Asagiri's victory. Perhaps, it is indeed possible."

"We should pay more attention to it in the future."

"Also, am I being suspected? Am I being tested?"

"Two consecutive unexplained defeats will indeed cause doubts."

"Fortunately, it's just suspicion, and"

"The real suspicion should be to collect information secretly and silently, rather than to start testing."

"Since it is just a casual test, it means that the doubts are not serious."

"And he even took the initiative to find reasons for me."

"But you still have to be careful in the future."

Suzuki Mamoru didn't want Tamaki Michiyo to know about his transformation into a cat.

I want to change my pen name, but I don’t know what to change it to.

My pen name was a bit too casual at first.
Chapter completed!