Sekirei Girls' Academy (Part 1)

Amidst the surrounding crowd, a portly, wealthy man emerged.

A person dressed as a secretary was following behind him.

"Is this the Ichi Sword Dojo?"

"Yes, sir, if you buy this place and turn it into a hotel, you'll definitely make a lot of money."

"Yes, that makes sense."

The wealthy businessman nodded, then looked at Katsumi and Yoriichi.

"Hey, you two, you must be the owners of this place."

"I want to buy this place. Name your price."

Katsumi's expression changed.

He picked up the Bamboo Sword Fragment he had just put down again.

"Sorry, we don't sell here."

"Ichi Sword Dojo is the culmination of my brother's and my hard work. No matter how much money you offer, it's impossible to sell it."

"Now, please leave."

Seeing this, the secretary quickly spoke up to offer advice.

How can you say that?

"We're doing this for your own good."

"How much money can you make teaching a bunch of kids? Development is the real key."

As she spoke, the secretary pulled out a check.

"Okay, now let's talk about a number."

"I'll say it again, not for sale."

Katsumi walked up to the secretary and tore the check to shreds.

Please leave!

Seeing this, the wealthy merchant frowned slightly.

This is the first time I've encountered such a hard bone.

Since they won't listen to reason, we'll have to resort to other methods.

"You lot, get them!"

Upon hearing the wealthy businessman's order, the bodyguards immediately rushed towards Katsumi.

Despite being surrounded by more than a dozen people, Katsumi did not fall into a disadvantageous position at all.

At the same time, Yoriichi also joined the battle.

With the two brothers working together, the dozen or so bodyguards were quickly defeated.

The businessman and his secretary's expressions changed instantly.

It felt like I had eaten several meals.

"You bunch of useless trash, you can't even beat two people!"

"I've wasted my time raising you all!"

"I have to do it myself."

As he spoke, the wealthy businessman pulled a pistol from his pocket.

The dark muzzle of a gun was pointed at Katsumi and Yoriichi.

Upon seeing the pistol, the two brothers instinctively took a step back.

"You have three seconds left."

"If you just want money, then get out of here..."

"Or should I stay here forever..."

Just as he finished speaking, a voice rang out.

"Isn't that Endo?"

"What's wrong? Your old problem is still the same as before."

"All he does is take out a toy gun to scare people all day long."

Upon hearing this, Endo's pupils widened.

He said angrily.

"Who exposed my past!"

"Who is it? Step forward now!"

"Don't hide!"

The sound rang out again.

The Scribe also stepped out from the side.

"It's me."

"What, are you dissatisfied?"

As the Scribe walked out, Endo could see his face clearly.

The angry expression froze instantly.

A look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Scribe, sir?"

What are you doing here?

"Shouldn't you be attending that important meeting?"

Upon hearing Endo say this, the Scribe smiled and replied.

You mean that one?

"I had someone else go for me."

"Going to a meeting is nothing compared to the fun of going out for a stroll."

Just as I finished speaking, my phone rang.

After taking it out and looking at it, the Scribe quickly pressed the answer button.

Where did you run off to again?

A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I came out for some fresh air."

"I absolutely did nothing else."

"You have to believe me, haha."

No sooner had she finished speaking than the woman spoke again.

"I've asked Koume to handle the meeting for you."

"Come with me and Shinobu tonight."

"If you're on time, I'll forgive you."

The Scribe readily agreed.

After hanging up, the same expression reappeared on his face.

That's roughly the situation.

"Endo, did you leave on your own?"

"Or I'll find some people now to help you leave."

Endo quickly waved his hand.

"No, thank you."

"Mister Scribe, if I had known you had designs on this kendo dojo, I would never have come."

"Don't worry, I'll leave right away."

After saying that, Endo took his secretary and ran outside.

The bodyguards who had been knocked to the ground quickly followed.

Soon, the sound of a car starting up could be heard outside.

Seeing that things were resolved so simply, Katsumi and Yoriichi were somewhat surprised.

"The Scribe? You're the Scribe from the TV show?"

"But why are you helping us?"

Upon hearing Katsumi's words, the Scribe paused.

After a moment's thought, he slowly began to speak.

"Help?"

"Perhaps it's because we're connected in some mysterious way."

"Don't worry, you two, I've got everything under control."

With that, the Scribe turned and walked out of the dojo.

Watching Scribe's departing figure, Yoriichi's heart inexplicably quickened.

A strange sense of pride welled up inside me.

"You've really grown up, Scribe."

"I have grown into the person I wanted to be."

"That puts my mind at ease."

Hearing his younger brother say that, Katsumi couldn't help but ask curiously.

Did you know the Scribe before?

Yoriichi was also taken aback.

"I don't know either."

"But I just suddenly felt like saying that."

Chapter 681 Sekiryuu Girls' Academy (Part 1)

At night, the Scribe arrived at the agreed-upon location.

Shortly after, a car stopped at the intersection.

"Bang"

As the car door slowly opened, Tamayo's voice came through.

"Come on up."

"Good."

The Scribe responded and then got into the carriage.

There were very few people sitting on the bus; apart from Tamayo and Shinobu Butterfly, there was only Gyutaro was driving.

At this moment, Tamayo was dressed as a noblewoman and was holding a folding fan in her hand.

Ren was wearing an exquisite and gorgeous dress, with light makeup on her face.

Why are you all dressed so formally?

The Scribe was very puzzled.