"Speaking of which, where is your home? Is it close to Takeishi?" Budo found a comfortable position and lay on the recliner, looking at Rukawa Kaede in the stadium, and asked.
Don't tell me, it's quite comfortable to lie down, but Wu Dao doesn't want to get up.
There was a lot of training in the morning, and it was already getting late. Budo planned to save some energy for practicing judo in the evening. He didn't know how Shinichi Fujima would train him. It was always good to have more energy.
"It's on the outskirts of the city. It takes about twenty minutes to ride to Takeishi Junior High School." Rukawa Kaede was shooting baskets while communicating with Budo. He is a man of few words, but he is not the kind of person with communication difficulties. There is no problem in chatting with Budo.
"Suburbs of the city? The junior high school closer to your home seems to be Fuqiu, right? How long does it take you to ride to Fuqiu?"
When Budo went for a night run in the evening, he got a fairly clear picture of the city's situation. He knew the approximate location of Fuqiu Middle School and had been to the outskirts of the city once or twice. There were actually very few residents there and not many houses, but the area's Most of the houses are Western-style villas, and the family conditions of the people who live there are pretty good.
"Ten minutes." Rukawa Kaede answered quite briefly.
"Hey, Rukawa Kaede, how about coming to Takeishi Middle School from your junior high school? Anyway, the distance to Tomigaoka and Takeishi is about the same distance. The extra few minutes of walking can be considered as exercise."
"The basketball department of Takeishi Middle School is pretty good. I heard that our coach Masayoshi Anzai was a national player before and he is quite good at training."
"You will definitely become stronger if you come."
Martial Arts suggested with a smile on his face. Takeishi Middle School is a well-known private middle school, and its admissions requirements are quite strict, but those conditions are definitely not a problem for Rukawa Kaede.
In terms of ability, Rukawa Kaede's skills are almost invincible among his peers. At least there is no elementary school student better than him in Kanagawa Prefecture. When it comes to money, Rukawa Kaede was a man who wore AJs on his feet and wore Sony in his ears when he was in high school. The financial conditions of his family were definitely not bad.
Budao still hopes to compete with Rukawa Kaede. After all, there are very few people he is familiar with in this world, and Rukawa Kaede in front of him is one of them.
"It's too early to say this."
"But I'll consider it."
"Aren't you going to play ball today?"
Rukawa Kaede shook his head, and then looked at Wu Dao. Seeing that Wu Dao was slumped comfortably on the recliner and showed no sign of getting up, he couldn't help but ask.
"Forget it today, the amount of training in the morning was a bit heavy."
"I have to practice judo in the evening. Today is the first day of class. I want to save some energy to leave a good impression on the new teacher."
Wu Dao waved his hand and said.
The setting sun shines on the court, stretching the shadow of Rukawa Maple. The evening wind has a hint of coolness, blowing away the afternoon heat and blowing on the body, which is quite comfortable. Martial Arts lay his hands flat on the back of the lounge chair, blowing the soft evening breeze and narrowed his eyes in comfort.
Looking at Rukawa Kaede practicing ball under the sunset, an indescribable sense of comfort and ease suddenly emerged in Budo's heart.
Rukawa Kaede stopped talking to Budao and kept practicing his shooting. Budao looked at the sweating young man under the sunset. After a long time, his heart moved slightly.
"Let me pass the ball to you." Martial Arts was finally infected by Rukawa Kaede's hard work, and stood up and shouted towards Rukawa Kaede.
"Why are you practicing judo all of a sudden?" Rukawa Kaede saw Budo walking into the court and passing the ball to him, and a faint smile finally appeared on his stern face.
Although there was only a slight change in the expression on Rukawa Kaede's face, his mood was much better. Rukawa Kaede, who was in a good mood, couldn't help but talk more. He was a little curious about martial arts training and judo, so he couldn't help but ask.
Rukawa Kaede only had basketball and getting stronger in his mind, and he didn't pay attention to other messy things. In his mind, a talented person like Budo should have focused solely on basketball.
"You don't understand this. After all, basketball is a competitive sport, and physical fitness is very important."
"My judo teacher was a tough guy, and I wanted to have the same physique as him."
Wu Dao explained to Rukawa Kaede as if he understood the situation.
"Physical..." Rukawa Kaede didn't know whether he heard it or not. After that, he stopped talking and kept catching the ball and shooting.
Martial Arts stood under the basket and kept passing the ball. As time goes by, the last red light on the horizon is also collected by the clouds, and stars shine in the dim sky.
"It's time for me to go, Rukawa Kaede."
Budao looked up at the sky, passed the ball and said to Rukawa Kaede.
"Yeah." Rukawa Kaede said softly, and then threw the basketball he just got. Wu Dao walked to the sidelines, picked up his backpack, and walked towards the entrance of the stadium. Rukawa Kaede is still practicing shooting and has no intention of leaving at all.
"What a hard work! I can't let up. If I'm one year older than this guy and I'm not as good as others, it'll be a joke."
Before leaving, Budo looked back at Rukawa Kaede, murmured and left the court.
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In the corridor of the community, a white Lincoln City parked in the middle of the road. A tall middle-aged man in a black suit stood next to the passenger seat, standing motionless facing a house to the side. There was a black Land Rover in front and behind the Lincoln, vaguely sandwiching the Lincoln in the middle, forming a guard.
In the aisle leading to the house next to the three cars, several young men and women were busy going in and out, stuffing something into the trunks of two Land Rovers.
"Be careful, these things are very expensive!"
"Use all the bubble pads you prepared and fill up all the gaps in the gifts with bubble pads."
At the gate of the yard, there was an old man over sixty years old, directing the men and women carrying goods.
The old man has a gray goatee, a shaved head without a trace of hair, and a lean body. He wears a black and white kimono on his upper body, with wooden geta on his feet, and a red cane in both hands. He seems to be an ancient man from the Edo period. . It is incompatible with the surrounding modern houses and vehicles.
Although the old man's face has a weather-beaten look and is covered with deep wrinkles, his posture is upright and not stooped at all. His eyes are deep and bright, without any turbidity of the elderly. He just stands there. , the whole person exudes a majestic aura.
"What's happening here?"
Wu Dao had just returned from the park stadium and saw three luxury cars surrounding the door of his home from a distance. After Wu Dao came closer, he saw that the door of his house was open, and many people were coming in and out, seemingly moving something. Moreover, there was a familiar old man standing in front of the door, yelling and looking very crazy.
Wu Dao was about to step forward to ask what the other person was doing when he suddenly saw his parents walking from home and approaching the old man. The couple lowered their eyebrows and were respectful.
"You two are so ignorant! Who is Shinichi Fujima? The best judo master in neon!"
"He wants to take martial arts as a disciple, how can we not show any signs?"
"If you act this way, we, the Jinguji clan, will look very rude!"
When the old man saw the martial arts couple walking out of the house, he scolded them directly. When Wu Dao saw this scene in the distance, he remembered that this crazy-looking old man seemed to be his grandfather? !
"Martial arts is promising! If Shinichi Fujima can become his master, our Jinguji family may be able to produce a top judo master."
"This kid is much more promising than you two!"
"I didn't expect that old man, I would be so lucky that my grandson would be able to fulfill my unfinished dream!"
"Judo~ Hahaha!"
After the old man scolded the martial arts couple for a few words, he laughed inexplicably. His originally extremely serious face was full of smiles, and his eyes were full of expectation.
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