I believe that when I see these titles, most people probably know the nature of this magazine.

The reason why President Du Rong invited reporters from Friday magazine to come was to let the reporters record the news of Hirata's misfortune, which could not only humiliate Hirata, but also expose his false mask in front of kendo enthusiasts across the country, and promote the Tokyo Kendo Society.

President Du Rong felt that if he didn't ask the reporter to witness it with his own eyes, he would definitely be an idiot.

After a few greetings with President Du Rong, Shisaori walked to the side of Inoue, next to a young man with a flat head and asked, "Have the machines been debugged?"

"no problem."

Inoue made an "OK" gesture.

"That's good. If Hirata Mizunai and the Kendo Association have a conflict, remember to record it in full."

Shisaori pushed the glasses frame upwards, "This is our scoop, maybe nothing can go wrong."

Inoue is a newcomer to the magazine and rarely goes out for interviews.

Even if he went out, he would at most hold a camera and a recorder. This time he brought the magazine's only camera, which was a little puzzled.

"Sister Zhi, is that Mizunari Hirata very famous?"

He asked Shisaori.

"Well, recently, the kendo celebrities who have caused a lot of response not only in the kendo world, but also in social news!"

Shishisaori looked at the dozen kendo players in the kendo stadium, "This arena competition held by the Tokyo Kendo Association. Whether it is Hirada Mitsunaga losing after coming up or defeating these well-known kendo players in a row, it will be a very big news material!"

"Forehead......"

Inoue looked at these kendo players with powerful aura and swallowed, "I feel that it is impossible for a person to defeat so many people, right?"

He cast his sight to the dark sky outside.

The storm became even more violent.

The raindrops hit the window hard, making a "pa" sound.

“I think…”

Inoue looked at Shisaori and said, "Hirida Mizunai is likely not coming."

"Let's wait here, we have enough time."

Shisaori walked towards the center of the dojo in high heels, "It is important to give the contestants who will take the stage some tolerance and time."

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

In the courtyard outside the Jiandao Temple, dull footsteps came.

Even on a rainy day with strong winds, you can hear it clearly.

President Du Rong, a group of kendoists, Shisaori and Inoue, a group of people walked to the door and looked towards the courtyard gate.

At the gate of the courtyard, there was a man bathed in the darkness.

Holding an umbrella, she was covered in a straw raincoat.

A black scarf surrounded the mouth and nose, and behind it was a bulging sword bag.

The whole person stood there, like a wandering swordsman walking out of the novel of the times.

The rain fell down along the edge of the umbrella and the legs of the trousers.

Although there are many parts of the body covered with rain, they do not look very embarrassed.

The whole person exudes a strong aura, and can be clearly felt even in the rain.

Inoue looked at Hirata who was standing at the door in surprise, and a word suddenly came to his mind - Jianhao.

Hirata naturally didn't know that a reporter was impressed by his posture.

He spit out a sip of water from his mouth and wiped the water from his eyes so that he could see things clearly.

By the way, the rain is really heavy!

Even though I was holding an umbrella, I went to a second-hand vintage store to buy a so-called "raincoat" that was completely water-released, and the scarf given to me by my senior sister blocked my neck, rain still entered my body.

If I had known this, I wouldn't have come today!

While complaining about the weather and Du Rong's invitation time, I walked towards the Kendo Association with big strides.

He rushed into the dojo as fast as possible.

Before Shisaori and Inoue could see clearly, they saw a figure rushing towards him.

When he realized that he saw Hirata was already standing in the dojo.

Hirata put down the umbrella covered with rain, then took off the scarf between his neck, dragged the straw raincoat down, and shook the rainwater from his hair.

Then he said to the stunned members of the Kendo Association: "Sorry, the weather on the road is a bit bad, so I've been delayed for a while. Am I late?"

Hirata asked everyone.

"Ahem..."

Du Rong first reacted and asked Hirata: "Not yet, are you Hirata Mizuna, right?"

"It's me, then you are... President Du Rong?"

"I am the leader of Du Rongshen, the president of the Tokyo Kendo Association. We have already looked forward to the arrival of Hirata."

Du Rong said with a slight smile: "If you can conduct kendo exchanges with Hirata Jun this time and gain some experience, this event will be worth the trip."

Hirata shrugged, not knowing whether the other party said "this trip is worthy" or whether it was himself or the other party.

"Hello, Hirata Sang, we are the reporter of "Friday". My name is Shisaori. Can you briefly interview you some questions?"

Shisaori walked over in her high heels and asked Hirata.

"reporter?"

Hirata took a look at the other party unexpectedly, did this old guy Du Rong even hire a reporter?

No wonder I'm so polite, it turns out that there is a reporter here.

Hirata can also guess the reason for asking for a reporter. It cannot be a fool to make himself fool of himself, and by the way, promote the other party’s kendo association.

However, I am a professional slap in the face, so naturally I won’t let you go.
Chapter completed!