I don’t know how to describe it, but I can only say that the large Shenyue Stadium venue is located.

"Three books! Uesugi Katsu!"

With the three referees waving flags, Uesugi leaves the Sword Dojo.

What followed was the thunderous applause.

What should I do if I don’t have any expectations for the kendo competition because I’m too powerful?

The answer is to end early and go home early.

The women's kendo singles competition on my cousin Uesugi Hi also went smoothly.

For some reason, my principal was so happy that he tried hard to squeeze out his wrinkled face.

Uesugi took off his kendo uniform in the locker room and placed the name bag with the surname "Uesugi" written on his waist on the wooden cabinet.

The wooden cabinet still has the smell of wood lacquer.

"I heard that something is following my little niece?" Hanamaru Yuzuki placed the coke bottle in his hand on a bench side by side in the middle of the room.

Uesugi continued to remove the Taoist robe and Shiba from his waist: "How did Uncle Yuyue know?"

"As your uncle, of course I should know."

"Is it okay?" Hanamaru Yuzuki said.

"No problem," Uesugi said, "My uncle has already planned to take action."

“…?”

Hanamaru Yuki's face is written with doubts.

"Without dealing with that kind of person, do you still need the second brother to take action?"

Then he patted his forehead again.

"I forgot, I actually forgot how much my second brother cares about Xiao Huahuo."

Hanamaru Yuzuki remembers that Hanamaru Hanamaru had just been born, and his second brother, Hanamaru Yuki, was showing off and walking in front of him every day.

It was obvious that the little girl was not very beautiful not long after she was born, and she was even ugly.

But he just likes to hold her for a walk and make her giggle.

Little cotton jacket, little cotton jacket, when will I have a considerate daughter like my little niece?

Stupid, obedient, and caring.

When feeding her, she will smile at herself.

Should I get married?

"I'll leave first."

He glanced at his uncle who didn't know what he was thinking, and Uesugi, who had put on a short summer outfit, left the locker room.

After school in the afternoon, Uesugi Sao and Hanamaru Hanabu went to the supermarket together.

Huawan Huahuo is selecting today's cabbage salad materials in the vegetable area.

One for 100 yen is simply a great gift for conscience.

"Is it okay to kiss someone?"

Hanaman Hanabu held the cabbage in his two small hands and stood there blankly.

Because he kissed her in the face while she was not paying attention.

The girl's cheeks are soft and refreshing.

"Is there anything that Firewall has hidden from me?"

"No, no..."

Uesugi Do understands that she is very fragile during this period and often has nightmares at night, so she will hold the shark toy she gave her tightly.

"It's better to say anything."

"Haihuo doesn't want Joon to worry."

"I'm really worried if I don't say something."

Hanamaru Hanabu looked at the 100-yen cabbage in his hand and was struggling for a while.

After putting it back in place, take out the phone from his schoolbag and hand it over to him.

"Zhaojun...you can read the text message."

"Short message?"

Uesugi Dot unlocks his mobile phone password with his birthday and clicks on the text message on his phone under the wallpaper of the photo of the two.

Most of them were information about her asking where she was.

I don’t just text messages every day, but I will ask them more than ten times on Line.

It's very clingy, and this is also her mentality of seeking snuggling.

But after clicking on a strange contact.

Uesugi Shou frowned the more he looked at it.

Xiao Huahuo lowered his head and looked at his expression in fear, afraid that he would say that he had forgotten what he said to him before.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Uesugi Take a look at the earliest time of receiving the text message.

"Zhao, don't be angry..." Hanamara Hanabu shrank his head.

“Not angry.”

"I'm not angry?"

"No."

Hanamaru Hanawa looked at him carefully again, and carefully confirmed whether he was really not angry.

Uesugi Go directly pinched her right cheek.

The soft little face squeezed and deformed under his destruction.

"Zhaojun... hurts..."

"How can I remember Xiao Hanakura if it doesn't hurt?" said Uesugi, "Let her remember not to bury everything in her heart."

Hanamaru Hanabu's already soft and cute face was pinched by him casually. She said in a very low voice: "Zojun...is really angry..."

"Not angry." Xiao Huahuo's face is the kind that can't stop once it is pinched.

I just want to pinch the more I pinch it.

The Japanese aunt who was shopping for groceries saw the two of them walking away quickly and being able to show their relationship in front of the cabbage, making her very open.

"But... the firework hurts so much..."

"This is called long memory."

The weak Hanamaru Hanabu could only let him ravage him, and pouted and said, "I always feel that Joe is looking for a reason to pinch Hanabu's face..."

"How could it be? I won't bury everything in my heart like fireworks."

Uesugi Dog rubbed her face and said, "Actually, Xiao Hanawa's heart is sweet now, right?"

"Talent, no!"

Hanamaru Hanabu's two small hands quickly pushed against his chest, getting rid of his claws that he controlled.

"Must and wrong." Uesus Dog smiled, "It was the same when I took a shower with me before. I said no, no, no, and I fell asleep behind me."

"Zhao Jun! No, I can't say it!"

Hanamaru Hanahuo took a step back in a panic, curled his hands up to the collar of the sailor suit, just covering his clear white collarbone.

That memory was extremely shy for Xiao Huahuo, and for some reason, she felt a strange feeling after falling asleep.

"Zhaojun..." She raised her eyes to look at him.

"What, I plan to admit my mistake? If you apologize, you will expose your belly on the bed."

"That day... Did Mr. Zhao do something strange after Huahuo fell asleep..."

"Yeah, there is."

Hanamaru Hanabu looked straight at him, "What did Joe… do...?"

Uesugi Shou smiled and said, "I won't say it."

Hanamaru Hanahuo pursed his lips tightly, "Don't say it... Hanahuo doesn't show you a nice skirt..."

"I'm looking at Hanawa's shy look, not the dress I look at."

Xiaohuahuo's wardrobe has a lot of collections.

Occasionally... I can keep changing clothes on weekends. Every time I change a small skirt, my green and rosy little face makes people want to take a bite.
To be continued...