"That was used by my family to keep the house. I also practiced with wooden knives. Then we would sign up for the Youth Kendo Competition at that time to participate as the youngest child."


    "And then you were targeted by him because you had a common hobby with him?"


    "No, but it''s almost the same. The day before a game, he was dancing a newly made wooden knife in his class. The people next to him were almost injured. In order to stop him, I took the lead in knocking away his weapon."


    I can already imagine it.


    As the little overlord of the class, Zhiying rode her classmate, yy was a general who showed off his power. When he was in a good mood, the wooden knife waving in his hand was knocked away by Jasmine.


    "And he got angry?"


    "Hmm. He''s going to duel with me, and I''ll take it, and he loses."


    Jasmine blushed and whispered while caring about her **** under her skirt. This embarrassed and weak look is not in line with the powerful and cold Jasmine I have never seen before. Could it be that it is because a girl changes her age?


    Thinking of this, I felt even more happy and caressed her soft and slender waist.


    "Oh, that''s pretty good..."


    "Wooah...you don''t...don''t touch it..."


    Jasmine''s breathing suddenly became disordered. She fell on my chest as if she was about to lose her strength and gasped, and glared at me angrily with her eyes.


    "Yeah, yeah, he lost, then?"


    "Then he kept challenging me and losing."


    "But didn''t he say that you lost to him in the previous game?"


    "That was the only time, it was in a bad state."


    Jasmine muttered.


    And I was shouting in my heart that something was wrong.


    Damn, what''s the setting? Why didn''t Jasmine tell me that she has a childhood playmate with such a complicated relationship? This is almost a childhood sweetheart, right? Compete and fight each other, and finally gradually understand each other during the struggle and increase your favorability to each other... This is simply a textbook plot!


    Now I feel a little panicked because Jasmine turns out to have a childhood sweetheart full of bondage. Maybe if it weren''t for me, these two people would have embarked on the road of a couple.


    But I can''t say it out loud. It would be a bad thing if my reminder made Jasmine realize that her fate was cut off by me.


    "Ahem... That''s right. It seems that the person who came here is not kind. The other party wants to avenge you."


    "Well, that''s all right. I hope my classmates won''t be involved."


    Jasmine showed a serious and troubled expression, looking a little cute.


    So I was like my father was intimate with my daughter, rubbing her face with my chin, and my hands were around the back of my head and constantly messing up her hair.


    "Oh, Jasmine is really kind-hearted. She is obviously the first victim to be the victim, but you are still in contact with classmates."


    "Oh... don''t rub..."


    Molly panicked. She tried her best to break free from me, but she could only push and push softly.


    After having enough fun, I let go of her with satisfaction.


    Jasmine was already feeling as if I had been playing with her so hard that she was exhausted, and her feet were staggering against the railing and gasping for breath.