"fencing?"
Nakano Mayu looked at the girl's slim figure wrapped in a jet black yukata, and asked with some confusion: "Now, is it not convenient for you to dress like this?"
High-end yukata are the same as suits, they all have styles.
Just looking at the fabric of the suit Nishimiya Chisa is wearing, I know it cannot be cheap.
Wearing this kind of clothes would restrict even walking, and it is even less likely to be worn to test swordsmanship...
The upper body of the yukata is fine, but if you move the hem a little more, it can easily come out accidentally.
"It's okay, Mayu, come with me..."
After the girl finished speaking, she led him towards the building.
This building should also be the private property of the Nishimiya family. Except for the bodyguards at every corner, there are no traces of passers-by or tourists.
Of course, the interior of the house is predictably splendid and splendid. Judging from the level of luxury, it doesn't match Chisa's usual style at all.
"My father arranged this before. Its main purpose is to date his women..."
As if seeing his doubts, the girl walking in front glanced at the surrounding decorations and said calmly: "Because I have nothing to do with these, I have never modified the decorations. If Zhenyou doesn't like it, I will Let someone change it in two days..."
"That's not the case. It would cost a lot of money to tear it down and start over again for no reason. It's such a waste..." Nakano Mayu glanced at the rows of beautiful fruit girl murals hanging in the corridor and said with bright eyes.
"If this building is renovated, it will only cost less than 30 million at most. After all, the consortium has its own decoration company, so the price can be achieved at cost price."
"Thirty...Thirty million cost?"
Nakano Mayu swallowed, moved his eyes back from the mural, and tried his best to hide the surprise on his expression.
Although she had always known about the strength of the Nishinomiya Foundation, Qiansha rarely mentioned money matters when getting along with her.
This sudden moment made him feel the huge strength of Qiansha.
"Does Zhenyu have any favorite decoration style?"
"Goose..."
Nakano Mayu looked at the murals on the wall and thought to himself, this is the style I like...
But it was really not sensible to express this situation. After hesitating for a moment, he still looked at Qiansha who was standing next to him and said with a smile: "Haha, just the style that Qiansha thinks looks good. I don't have any research on these. Anyway, It’s for your own decoration..."
"Okay, let's see later..."
After the girl finished speaking, she looked at him who was still looking at the murals, pointed at the rows of beautiful murals and said, "If you like it, Zhenyou, I can have these murals delivered to your home..."
"Then...then there's no need, idiot Chisa..."
He looked at the beautiful woman in the mural who had not covered any part of the wall that should be covered, and said with a smile.
If you saw this kind of good thing at Xiao Huangmao's house, you would definitely take two of them home to treasure them.
But here in Chisa...
He still has a little bit of face...
"No need to be polite to me, Mayu..."
The girl looked serious and seemed to want to persuade her.
Nakano Mayu was afraid that he would be tempted, so he directly raised his hand and pinched the girl's expressionless face, and said with a smile: "You're not polite, I have no interest in these things..."
He pinched the faces of other girls around him a lot, but Qiansha's little face was rarely pinched.
At this time, you can clearly feel that Qiansha's face is tender and moist when you put your hands on it. It seems like it will slide apart when you close your fingers, without any flaws.
This ultimate feeling made him feel like he couldn't put it down.
Chisa, who had her face pinched by him, would not struggle like her sister, Riho might fight back, and her senior sister would look at him with aggrieved eyes...
Qiansha just looked calm, as if she couldn't feel his movements, she looked at him quietly, and even tilted her head, as if she was not satisfied with his behavior.
Some doubts.
This also made him feel a little bored after squeezing it for a while, and he retracted his palm in a nonchalant manner.
Qiansha grew up in this kind of environment. Although she was exposed to all kinds of things, it seemed that she still owed some practical skills to normal girls.
The eldest lady, who is usually smart and capable, still feels a little dull when faced with certain life situations...
Of course, he knew that Qiansha was unlikely to have any objections to him because he pinched her cheek.
But the main thing is that when Qiansha looks at him, the look in her eyes is completely different from the usual sharpness. It seems to belong to him alone, with a purity and heart that can be forgotten at a glance...
This also gave him a somewhat "inexplicable" sense of guilt...
"Zhenyu, are you going to stop pinching?"
When the girl saw him take back his hand, she even asked thoughtfully: "Are you not as comfortable as other girls?"
"..."
Nakano Mayu remained silent.
Fortunately, the person who asked this question was Qiansha. He knew clearly that Qiansha meant it literally, so he didn't think wrongly.
Only a person with his heart would listen to everything as dirty.
Or?
Who did Qiansha, a once pure character, learn to drive from?
He looked at the expressionless girl suspiciously, not sure yet.
Okay, just think that you are overthinking...
Seeing that her "joke" seemed to have no effect, Nishimiya Chisa pursed her lips inconspicuously and sighed slightly in her heart.
Reika clearly said that Mayu likes girls who are a little more cheerful...
The girl who couldn't think clearly frowned and then turned sideways to open a door beside her.
What caught Nakano Mayu's eyes was an antique wooden sword dojo with a strong Japanese flavor.
The wide sword dojo was empty, with no one else around except the two of them.
Various training uniforms and wooden knives were lined against the surrounding walls, and in the middle was a knife rack with a simple-looking Tang Dao.
He glanced at the Tang Dao on the knife holder, and the cold air that could not be concealed by the scabbard made him understand that this must be a real thing that had been stained with the blood of many people.
Unexpectedly, the small western-style building that looks modern and technological from the outside actually has a sword dojo inside that is completely incompatible with the style here.
Seeing this exquisitely decorated and spacious sword dojo, Nakano Mayu's hands couldn't help but feel itchy...
He used to practice swordsmanship in the backyard of his home, because his parents both had certain attainments in swordsmanship and had never joined a kendo club at school, so this was the first time he saw such a simple and elegant decoration that made people feel inexplicably luxurious. The sword dojo...
"This was a sword dojo that my grandfather would occasionally use during his lifetime. After my grandfather passed away, my father originally wanted to demolish this place, but my mother stopped me. So my father only renovated the rest of the place, and the place continued to be preserved... .”
Seeing his eyes shining, the girl also told the history of this sword dojo.
"What a great venue..."
Nakano Mayu threw the clogs on his feet at the entrance of the sword dojo and walked up with bare feet.
The soles of his feet had a rough wooden feel and clear light, which made him feel very comfortable.
However, Nishimiya Chisa did not follow him immediately, but looked at his messy wooden clogs, pursed her lips, and looked a little tangled.
She glanced at the back of the young man in front of her, and after confirming that he would not turn around for a while, she quickly squatted down, gathered up the clogs here and there, and placed them neatly in the middle of the entrance hall. Two clogs just divide the entrance halls on both sides into two...
"call..."
After she finished posing, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the young man.
But the young man who had just turned his back to her to look at the sword dojo had already turned around at some point.
His eyes scanned her and the neat wooden clogs beneath her with interest.
