The Sword Deity in Tokyo

Chapter 232: [Camp Kensei]

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

“Effective strike, two marks obtained. The winner is Kimura Kazuki.”

After the referee announced the results of the competition, Mizuki Sugawara and Tomoya Saito, with tears on their faces, handed the money that they have bet on to an immensely pleased Ikioi Ito. After that, both of them took out another 100,000 and passed it to him.

Earning 400,000 yen in less than a minute, Ikioi Ito was grinning from ear to ear. Of course, the three of them did not lack money, the main point was that the feeling of winning was overwhelming. And the feeling of losing, naturally made one feel out of sorts, especially Ikioi Ito, who was eliminated in the team competition, and was again defeated by Kimura Kazuki in the individual competition that very morning. He was originally extremely unhappy, but now that he had won 400,000 yen, his mood had enlightened. Being able to win in other aspects, it was still quite satisfying.

At this moment, Mizuki Sugawara had just realized that Kimura Kazuki had delayed the competition on purpose, and clearly he did all that for Furuhashi Harunaka. The guy wanted to let Furuhashi Harunaka observe his own sister’s sword style.

However, did Kimura Kazuki not know that Shinto-Ryu was a sword style that was very difficult to hone? The way he saw it, he was doing futile work.

His sister’s Ruthless Footwork was not used for dodging, but instead to pursue and attack. Plus with that natural power of hers, she had basically no worthy opponent of her level! She could even defeat someone with the first stage of sword power.

Even if Furuhashi Harunaka’s level was on par with his that of his sister, she was also fated to be defeated in an instant. It was not something that could just be won after the act of observing only.

He really could not understand Kimura Kazuki’s way of thinking. Recalling Ikioi Ito’s expression just now, Mizuki Sugawara felt depressed after giving away 200,000 yen just like that. As he was thinking, he sighed uncontrollably... Looking at Ikioi Ito’s smug look, intoxicated by success, he suddenly remembered that the final competition was going to be held tomorrow, and this put a smile on his face.

“Thank you so much!” On the field, Katsuki Sugawara took off her mask, turned to Kimura Kazuki and bowed. At that moment, Katsuki’s small face was flushed red, her hair was drenched in sweat and her whole body was shuddering slightly, feeling a little indisposed. Even though she had lost, she did not look dispirited, instead she still had high morale. Evidently, she had learned many things during this competition, as her eyes glimmered with gratefulness.

Kimura Kazuki could have defeated her immediately, but he did not do so. Was he trying to give her advice? Thinking of this, she gave a stiff smile. She had kept a poker face for such a long time, playing the role of an iceberg at school that it caused her facial muscles to tighten in the long run.

Kimura Kazuki did not give any explanations. He got off the field and came to Harunaka’s side. He looked at her and asked, “What do you think?”

Harunaka scratched her head nervously, but with a bitter smile, she said, “If I were to fight against her, I would definitely lose, without a doubt. And besides, senpai has said that she is naturally powerful, and with the help of the Ruthless Footwork, if I receive a blow from her, I would not be able to withstand it, which means that unless I defeat her immediately, my chances of winning Katsuki Sugawara would be about one to nine.”

Harunaka 1, Katsuki 9.

Kimura Kazuki nodded. He had dragged the competition so that Harunaka could get an idea of Katsuki Sugawara’s strength. But the situation was not optimistic!

Even if Yayoi Momoi was stronger than Harunaka, if it were not for the limitations of sword styles, and if Yayoi Momoi did not show off irrelevantly, Harunaka would not be able to win so easily. Also, if she was up against Katsuki Sugawara, it was basically impossible for her to win in direct confrontation.

However, he also knew that Harunaka had only really started practicing sword styles for less than a month, so the amount of strength she possessed was already a huge improvement. She had also started to absorb reiki, even though it was just a little bit, but it had a certain improvement toward the sword style. Even so, she was not up to Katsuki Sugawara’s level, but fortunately she had prepared for this.

“If that’s the case, we can only determine victory with one strike.”

Harunaka nodded. Although she would only be facing Katsuki Sugawara the next day, her heart was still beating fast. However, in her heart, she had faith in herself, and also in her senior.

That night, Mizuki Sugawara and Tomoya Saito had dragged Ikioi Ito out, making him treat them to dinner. Under their coercion, Ikioi Ito invited everyone to have some drinks at a bar.

There were more than 10 of them, spending more than 300,000 yen in one night, which rendered Ikioi Ito speechless. The money he won in the afternoon had all been used up.

After the hangout session, Ikioi Ito went to find Kimura Kazuki discreetly.

Kimura Kazuki glanced over at him. “What is it? I have to sleep early tonight, there are still competitions tomorrow.”

Upon hearing that, Ikioi Ito remembered that he had been eliminated, then he pulled a pitiful face. This fellow had touched a sore spot. Regardless of it being a team or individual competition, he had been eliminated from all of them by Kimura Kazuki. Recalling that, he gave a mysterious smile. “Join the group.”

Confusion was plastered all over Kimura Kazuki’s face.

Ikioi Ito said surreptitiously, “I have opened a group for betting the results of your competition tomorrow... The maximum for each person is 100,000 yen, do you want to join the group and place a bet?” Actually it was Mizuki Sugawara who had reminded him to do this.

Mizuki Sugawara had lost some of his bets this afternoon, so he was quite unhappy. He thought of the group that Ikioi Ito had previously set up, there were so many people that had joined, and many of them had also taken part in this year’s Jade Dragon Flag Competition, but when they came to battling with him, one by one they were defeated. Even though they had been eliminated, Mizuki Sugawara knew that these people were definitely still keeping tabs on the Jade Dragon Flag Competition.

“Add me.” Kimura Kazuki pulled out his mobile phone immediately, and they added each other as friends on Line.

Ikioi Ito invited him into the group, and upon a closer look, Kimura Kazuki saw that the group was named [Camp Kensei], and the admin of the group was Ikioi Ito. He looked at the man from head to toe, not expecting him to be this shameless, while his glare made Ikioi Ito’s hair stand on end.

“There’s so many who joined?”

Hearing that, Ikioi Ito replied, feeling pleased, “All of these people were added into the group by myself personally.”

In the younger generation, Ikioi Ito had a very wide network of friends, which had some correlation with the Ito family’s Kendo. The family’s Kendo was Replication Style, so naturally, Ikioi Ito had to learn a lot from other families. However, the elders of those families did not welcome him. After all, the reputation of the Ito family explained everything. Therefore, Ikioi Ito settled for the next greatest option: being friends with the younger generation and having battles with them... After all, after every competition that will be held, regardless of whether he would win or lose, he would still profit from it in the end. This was why he would always kindly invite people into a group, and by doing this he was also preparing for the future.

After all, the people in this group would most probably end up being the head of their families in the future.

Kimura Kazuki had not much interest in these things. He took a look and saw that there were 42 people in total, 43 including him. He took a quick glance at the list of names, all of them were using their real names, he even had a vague impression of some of these names. They were probably people who had been up against him in the team and individual competitions, but had been eliminated by him.

“Will all of these people place bets?”

“Of course. All of them are from Kendo families, and they are the generation that their families value, so they have a lot of spare cash lying around. One hundred thousand yen means nothing to them. Besides, if most of the people have placed their bets, and the remaining people did not, that would be too unsociable of them.” Ikioi Ito also did not place a large bet, a small gamble would do. He had been eliminated and had nothing better to do, so he could only play around with this group of his.

Forty two people meant 4.2 million yen. Once he thought of that, Kimura Kazuki’s focus sharpened all of a sudden.