Chapter 132 Visit

After school, Aokiji stood on the roadside and waved to the passing taxis.

Seeing the taxi stop in front of him, Aokiji opened the door, sat down on the back seat, and said calmly: "Master, please go to the Busujima Ryuken Hall."

"Uh, guest, are you talking about that gym in the old city?" The driver looked in the rearview mirror, staring at Aokiji's face, and broke out in a cold sweat.

The location of Busujima Family Sword Hall is very remote. It takes more than 20 minutes to take a taxi, almost out of the city.

This guy, no, isn't he trying to rob? The driver swallowed, his eyes a little panicked. In a place where there is very little surveillance, if something happens, it will be really frustrating.

Seeing that the driver hadn't started yet, Aokiji frowned and replied, "Yes, can you go a little faster? I'm in a hurry."

After visiting Busujima-senpai, I have to go home to cook for Qiong and go boxing. By the way, why are Neon's fruits so expensive? Such a small amount of fruit costs more than 10,000 yuan.

Thinking about the thickness of his wallet that is still decreasing even though he works hard every day, Aokiji feels that life is really difficult.

The driver's trembling hand was on the gear, but he didn't dare to change gears. Finally, he suddenly said loudly: "I'm sorry, guest, I have to change my shift soon. I can't go that way. Please forgive me! Can you please change your car?" I’m willing to compensate you!”

If I don't pay, it will be troublesome if this guy complains about me or simply gets angry. The driver lowered his head with fear in his eyes, not daring to look at Aokiji.

"Huh?" Aokiji's eyes widened.

After getting out of the car, Aokiji stared blankly, looking at the taxi that was almost starting to leave like a racing car, laughing silently.

The five thousand yuan note held in his hand was blown by the bleak autumn wind, making a constant rustling sound.

In his eyes, another taxi drove over from a distance. Aokiji stretched out his hand stiffly and shook it gently.

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Half an hour later.

"Master, please go to the Busujima Ryuken Hall." Aokiji opened the taxi door, sat in the back seat, and lowered the hat on his head.

The taxi driver looked at Aoki Tsukasa with his head lowered and his face covered by a hat in the back seat, glanced at his school uniform, and said cheerfully: "Okay, guest, are you going to learn swordsmanship over there? Listen! It seems that he no longer accepts apprentices."

"No, there is a friend there. I'm going to visit." Aokiji carefully covered his face with the medical book in his hand, trying not to let the driver see what he looked like.

The driver secretly sighed that today's students are really eager to learn, so he stopped disturbing Aokiji and slowly started the car.

Aokiji breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped the sweat from his face in a daze. He quietly took out his wallet and counted the money in it. He found that he had a little more money than before buying fruit.

Is this money so easy to make?

Secretly sighing that this place has such simple folk customs, Aokiji happily put his wallet in his pocket.

Really, it’s not like I can’t understand why you are all so polite if you don’t give me a ride.

As the taxi swerved through the streets, it gradually drove towards the sparsely populated old city. Soon, a magnificent sword hall appeared in front of them.

He left in a hurry last time, and this was the first time Aokiji took a serious look at the arrogance of the Busujima family's sword hall.

At first glance, this seems to be a few hundred square meters, but it’s almost a thousand square meters!

The entire gym has an antique wooden structure. The plaque on the door of the gym, "Bushima Ryukenkan", is clearly written by a master of calligraphy. Each stroke is bold and majestic.

"Thank you for your patronage, thirteen thousand yuan." The driver turned around and revealed the price with a smile to Aokiji.

Aokiji took out his wallet and muttered with some distress: "It's so expensive."

He raised his head and was about to pay when the taxi driver's face changed when he saw him. He swallowed clearly and suddenly said loudly: "Oh, maybe I saw it wrong. It's a total of..."

"Here you go." Aokiji watched the driver clear the price list, as if he wanted to erase a zero for himself, and hurriedly gave him the money.

The taxi in front refused to take him, so Aokiji felt at ease if he didn't complain and he took some money. The driver had given it to him after all. If he wanted to get a free ride based on his face, Aokiji felt it was a bit too much.

People also need to eat well!

The driver stretched out his hand tremblingly and took the money: "Really, does it really matter?"

"Yes, yes, let's go." Aoki Shima got out of the car and smiled helplessly, watching the taxi make an exaggerated flick in front of the empty sword hall and disappear into the distance.

Gee, have you finally found the right way to make money with your face?

Aokiji chuckled, unable to tell whether he was happy or miserable.

After walking in from the main entrance of the sword hall, in the middle of the empty sword hall, Busujima Saeko was sitting on the tatami in a white printed kimono, holding a wooden sword and closing her eyes to relax.

The afterglow of the setting sun outside the gym lined the side of Busujima Saeko's face, dyeing her long purple hair with brilliance. On her fair face, the blush of the setting sun seemed to be smeared with rouge, making her cold and charming face even more enchanting.

On the waistband of the printed kimono, the plump bust completely squeezes the originally loose kimono. The waist is wrapped in a slender waist that can be held in one's hand. Under the hem of the kimono, you can vaguely see your little feet wearing white socks.

She was holding the wooden sword in her arms, closing her eyes and meditating. Aoki Si felt like he could vaguely see the female swordsman walking out of an ancient painting. She was so beautiful that he felt it was unreal.

"Aoki-kun?" Busujima Saeko slowly opened her eyes, looked at Aokiji appearing at the door, and smiled slightly: "Welcome to the Busujima Ryuken Hall."

Aokiji's heart skipped a beat at her smile that was like a hundred flowers blooming. He blinked and stood at the door: "Good afternoon Busujima-senpai."

As soon as Tsukasa Aoki took off his shoes, Busujima Saeko slowly stood up from the tatami. The kimono contrasted perfectly with her tall and slender figure.

"Bujima-senpai looks so beautiful in her kimono." Aokiji sighed sincerely.

When Busujima Saeko heard this, she pursed her lips and smiled a little shyly, but she stretched out her hand generously and showed it to Aokiji without any hesitation. She smiled at Aokiji and said, "Really? This set of clothes is from a long time ago." I bought it before. If Mr. Aoki likes it, it shows that I have good taste. My hands are not very convenient, so I only made a pot of tea. Please forgive me for being rude this time, Mr. Aoki."

Aokiji blushed slightly at her actions and waved his hands repeatedly: "I told my senior on the phone that I must not prepare anything. Senior, please don't say that."

Seeing Busujima Saeko's right hand wrapped in a thick bandage under her kimono, Aokiji frowned slightly. He walked forward, looked at her right hand, and said in a worried tone: "It doesn't look like it will be fine in a week. Is it really okay, senior?"

Busujima Saeko shrank his hands inconspicuously, and said calmly: "Don't worry, as a swordsman, I also take my hand injuries very seriously. I went to the doctor and did all the examinations, and it is true that it is not Very serious."

"I would also like to thank Aoki-san for caring so much about me." Busujima Saeko smiled softly and led Aoki to the house behind the gym: "I haven't had a visitor at home for a long time. I was really excited for a while. Woolen cloth."

Aokiji touched his head and replied with the same smile: "I should be excited. It is the dream of many people to be allowed to come to the home of an outstanding woman like Busujima-senpai."

"Aoki-kun is too exaggerated." Busujima Saeko covered her mouth and smiled, her charming red phoenix eyes narrowed into crescent moons: "Does Aoki-kun talk to every girl like this?"

Aokiji thought for a while and replied seriously: "Maybe this is the only time I have praised my sister so far, right?"

"Then I'm so happy." Busujima Saeko glanced at Aoki Tsukasa, and saw only sincerity in it, and couldn't help showing a sincere and shy smile: "Okay, okay, Aoki-kun, please don't praise me any more. If you keep saying it, I will take it seriously."

Aokiji blinked, smiled and nodded.

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PS: The plot about the medical book in Chapter 74 and 5 has been revised. I don’t know if this will be much better than before. It’s because the author racked his brains to think of a new plot and listened to the suggestions and worked hard to revise the previous article. , give two recommendation votes!

By the way, the author needs two updates and a few days to revise the outline and details, and fill in some manuscripts. Recently, the manuscripts have decreased instead of increasing. You must still love me, right? If I want to give you more excitement when I put it on the shelves, I have to prepare the plot in advance. Otherwise, if it collapses, won’t you run out of books to read? In short, start with two updates for a few days, and then continue with three updates once you have adjusted.

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