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Chapter Eleven Are you a devil?!

Seeing her entangled look, Jiang Qijun did not force her to answer.

"I understand, then I won't ask. But when you want to talk, you can come to me at any time." He patted Kondo Izumi's shoulder, "Just treat it as a reward for your help from me last time."

Kondo Izumi lowered her head and expressed her gratitude: "Yes, thank you very much."

The two chatted for a while.

Jiang Qijun noticed that she put the fruit that she had only bitten and returned to the plate and asked curiously: "Isn't it to your taste?"

"Ah? No, it's very delicious. But... I can't eat too much." Kondo Izumi said awkwardly.

Because of work, she has to maintain her figure, so she dare not eat too high-calorie food.

Jiang Qijun didn't think about the reasons for her work, so she felt a little strange, because in his eyes, Izumi Kondo is too thin as a man, and his thighs are not as thick as his arms. It feels like it can be broken with less force.

Not only do you need to lose weight, you should add a little weight. Too thin is not conducive to developing beautiful and plump muscles!

Kondo is not like him. Because he participates in kendo competitions every year and may be called a professional swordsman in the future, he needs to maintain his physical peak state at all times and control his diet.

Although it may be that Kondo doesn't like to eat sweets, Jiang Qijun's gaze caught Kondo's chest.

He remembered that in recent times, he often saw Kondo hiding alone in the corner of the dojo, touching his chest and sighing...

"I see!"

Jiang Qijun felt that he knew what Kondo Izumi was worried about.

His sudden opening of his mouth scared Kondo Izumi.

Jiang Qijun said to Kondo Izumi with a serious expression: "Kondo, stand up."

Kondo Izumi was a little confused, but she still stood up gently and obediently, asking uneasy: "Master Teachers' Day, what's wrong?"

When Jiang Qijun approached her, her body suddenly tense and subconsciously stood up straight with her head held high and her chest held high.

Normally, you don’t need to wear armor in the dojo, and you can only wear it during actual training. So at this time, Kondo Izumi was wearing only the dojo training suits and pure white fabric, which was designed to facilitate activities.

"It's rude."

Jiang Qijun bowed slightly, then stretched out his hand... and pressed it on Kondo Izumi's chest.

Eh?

Kondo Izumi's expression became dull for a moment.

She didn't expect that the teacher training agent would suddenly... not be prepared, everything happened so suddenly.

Moreover, the generous hand pinched it in a very unhonest manner, as if confirming the touch.

Kondo Izumi's brain turned blank, and she didn't even think about pushing the hand on her chest away. Her face turned red with a slight whimpering sound in her throat.

Fortunately, the process ended soon.

Jiang Qijun withdrew his hand, clasped his fists and clapped his palms as he knew it: "Is that true?"

"Hey hey..." She looked at Jiang Qijun with a look of crying.

"Indeed, what you say about this matter will make people feel a little difficult to speak of." Jiang Qijun didn't notice Kondo Izumi's face, hugged his chest and closed his eyes and nodded, "But there is no need to hide it from me."

"Sorry, I don't want to hide it from you... Wait, is it time to talk about this now?!"

Kondo Izumi bowed subconsciously to apologize, but soon realized that he was not the one who should apologize at this time, and immediately shouted in distress.

"To be honest, you should have told me earlier." Jiang Qijun looked at her and said to her, "It's actually not a difficult problem to solve."

“…I think you seem to have misunderstood something.”

"Aren't you worried about your breasts recently? I've seen you touch your chest and sighing in the dojo several times recently."

Jiang Qijun said it directly, while Kondo Izumi opened her mouth and her expression was dull for a moment.

So... have you been seen?

That means that the teacher training agent has long known that she is a girl?

She was immediately embarrassed and blushed and didn't dare to look at Jiang Qijun: "But even so, you can't be directly this..."

"Ha? What's the matter?"

Kondo Izumi was a little self-doubted by his righteous tone.

It turns out that the teacher trainees think that their relationship is so good that it doesn’t matter if they get started directly? Did they make a fuss?!

Although I am a little happy, even if that is the case... I can't be in the temple. My senior brothers are all here!

Jiang Qijun felt that Kondo's reaction was very strange and said directly: "Compared to such a small thing..."

Such...small thing?!

"...I have a set of training methods. If you follow me well, it will definitely solve your problem. Do you want to learn?"

Does the teacher trainee still know how to enhance breasts?!

Kondo Izumi immediately threw away the "small matter" just now and bowed ninety degrees without hesitation: "Please teach me!"

"Very good, then come with me."

Under the leadership of Jiang Qijun, Kondo Izumi was taken into the equipment room of the dojo.

This is a place where ordinary Kendo Halls do not have it. It is full of barbells, dumbbells, bench presses and other equipment to train muscles. Because the Takakura family inherits the ancient sword technique of showing the flow that requires a strong body to support it, the requirements for physical fitness are very strict.

The equipment room is also open to the students in the dojo, but Kondo Izumi has never been here. As a girl, she is more concerned about training her body into muscles.

"First of all, bench press, barbell bench press and dumbbell bench press..."

"There are also this kind of training belt exercise method..."

"You really find it difficult. You can learn this set of breast expansion fucking, come and follow my movements..."

Jiang Qijun first demonstrated her, and then asked her to repeat it with her movements, and guided her side, basically teaching her step by step.

And what he taught were some ways to exercise his chest muscles.

Kondo Izumi did a very serious job, more serious than training in the dojo. After learning one thing, he was sweating profusely.

"Hu...hu..." She gasped and asked nervously, "Master Teachers, is this really useful?"

"Don't worry, it's definitely useful."

Jiang Qijun patted his chest and made a promise, and smiled confidently: "As long as you follow the teacher to exercise well for me, the chest and lipoma will be eliminated soon."

"Uh-huh?!"

The smile on Kondo Izumi's face gradually disappeared.

Chest lipoma... disappear?

She looked down at her chest, her expression a little horrible.

It's already pitiful enough, and it's going to disappear???

Are you a devil?!

Jiang Qijun didn't notice her abnormality and said with a little emotion: "But I used to think that breast fat problems are problems that only fat boys will encounter. It turns out that boys with thin bodies may also have such problems."

"But don't worry, I will definitely let you go to the citizen swimming pool with your head held high in summer."

Indeed, she feels embarrassed every time she goes to the swimming pool in the summer.

But it is definitely not the embarrassment that the teacher trainees mean!

Jiang Qijun looked at her in surprise: "Kondo, are you crying? Don't be so grateful to me, after all, you also helped me a lot last time..."

"Teacher, you stupid guy!"
Chapter completed!
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