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After returning home, Kenichi Uesugi packed up the trash and placed it in the trash bag by the door. Then, he took out the wood he picked up in the park and began to practice carving. As for his studies, he could only put them aside for the next two days.

There were still a few months before the exam, so it didn't affect him much. Moreover, he had been learning very fast these days. He had already picked up a lot of knowledge from the past, and his memory had also greatly improved compared to before. Perhaps it was because of his high intelligence.

He looked at the few wooden carvings on the table for a while again. After concluding the mistakes he made yesterday, he took out the carving knife and continued carving. However, he did not carve Pikachu today. He suddenly recalled the gentle appearance of the girl named Kato Megumi, and the carving knife in his hand was eager to try.

He could carve a carving knife that looked like her and give it to her as an apology. He had indeed not done a good job today.

Carving was a folk art that had been passed down for a long time. It originated from the Chinese Dynasty. According to research, this technique had existed since the Stone Age and gradually developed into an art.

In the long history of China, it had bloomed with unconcealable brilliance. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was popular in the world.

In order to carve a good wood carving, besides the skills of the sculptor, the material was also a very important factor. Wood carvings made from good wood were extremely expensive.

However, carving was a very delicate technique that could not be sloppy. Once the knife was wrong, the entire work could directly collapse and lose its charm. Therefore, there were not many carvers who dared to make a move on those precious wood. Once there was a problem, they would have to bear it themselves. Therefore, even if there were good wood carvings, there were not many carvers who dared to make a move.

With the continuous development of science and technology, there were fewer and fewer people who knew these skills. More and more things were replaced by streamlined engineering, and carving was no exception. Although it was not as delicate as manual work, it was fast and cheap. Ordinary people could not distinguish the subtle things on it.

It wasn't just wood carvings, but also many other things related to crafts.

However, there were always some things that machines could not replace, and that was the charm of the works and the feelings that people entrusted in them.

Just like how photography was so realistic nowadays, there would still be paintings. In the end, some things could not be replaced by machines.

The wood in his hands was very unqualified. The wood had not been dried, dried, and other artificial treatments. The moisture in it was very high, and the carved works would lose their color. Moreover, it was not easy to carve this kind of wood carving that had not been treated.

However, it was enough for him to practice. With the help of this system, all he needed to do was farm experience points and level up. When he reached the level, he would understand all kinds of carving techniques and knowledge.

After a long time, the carving knife in his hand accidentally fell, and a wood carving that was almost finished instantly broke and fell to the ground.

Kenichi Uesugi moved his fingers and wrists. After carving for so long, his hands were already overburdened. It was no longer suitable for him to continue practicing. He cleaned up the wood chips on the table and looked at the wood carving that looked like Kato Megumi. After that, he shook his head.

Although it looked good and had the charm and whatnot, he felt that it was still a little lacking before he could give it away. At the very least, the wood needed to be changed.

After resting for a while, he took out his phone and opened the LINE to find that the netizen named Juice Ji had sent him a bunch of messages.

Juiceji: " Why does Scumbag Jun suddenly want the Kendo Book? Is it because he was bullied and wants to learn Kendo to get back at me?"”

Juice Girl: " I'm a little curious about what kind of outrageous thing Scumbag Jun suddenly did?”

Juice Girl,[Could it be that she did something evil to a little girl and was caught on the spot by her boyfriend and beaten up?]”

Juice Girl: " Why aren't you saying anything? Could it be that I guessed correctly? Tsk tsk tsk, it really seems like something a scumbag would do."”

Juiceji: " I've already sorted out the Kendo books you wanted and sent them over. But is it too late to learn these now?" Do you want me to give you some ideas?”

Juice Girl: " Passed away???"

……

Looking at the long list of messages, Uesugi Kenichi was a little speechless. It was fine if he was talking to himself, but it was a little too much to say that he had passed away. Moreover, the fact that he was called a scumbag made him feel a little helpless. It was not that he had not fought back before, but in the end, he had suffered an even more fierce counterattack. This " Juice-maker " had a really poisonous tongue that was a little scary. He could only choose to ignore this title.

Moreover, this netizen who had never been masked claimed to be a female high school student, but he felt that it was not credible. How could a female high school student drive so well? The speed was so fast that he could not react in time.

" I've already received the document. Thank you very much. If we have the chance to meet in the future, I'll treat you to a meal."”

Don't Ask When I'm Back: " Also, don't think of me as such a despicable person, okay? I'm not even thinking about girls right now, okay?”

After sending the message, Uesugi Kenichi was about to read the Kendo book that she had sent over when his phone rang again.

Juice Girl: " Tsk, tsk, tsk. Such words are not very convincing for a high school student like you who is full of hormones. I don't believe it. Using such a low-level method to hide your inner feelings is really a little low-level.”

Juice Ji: [Picture]

Kenichi Uesugi ignored the words on the screen and clicked on the picture. He couldn't help but rub the space between his eyebrows before closing the picture.

In the picture, a long leg wearing black silk took up the entire screen. The shape of the leg was perfect, and the toes were slightly arched, revealing an alluring luster. To some gentlemen who liked this aspect, these were simply impeccable legs that could be played with for a lifetime.

Even he, who was not mentally prepared, could not help but skip a beat, and his mind was slightly dazed.

Don't Ask When Will I Return?

Juice Girl,[Why isn't Scum talking?] Could it be that it was just a picture that made it difficult for him to suppress the dirty desires in his heart? Could it be that it had already ended? As expected of a pervert. I didn't misjudge you.”

Don't Ask When I'm Back: " I didn't. Don't slander me. Also, why did I turn from a scumbag to a pervert?!”

Juiceji: " Pervert Jun seems to be oblivious to the fact that you're a pervert. It seems that I have to help you recognize reality."”

Don't Ask When He'll Return: " Stop. I can admit it, right? Are you so free every day? You're here every night. Won't you feel sleepy during the day?”

Juiceji: " That's not it. I've been a little anxious lately. If I'm sleepy during the day, can I sleep for a while during the day?" Pervert Jun, are you concerned about me? Could it be that just a picture made you want to attack me? Terrifying. Looks like I have to be careful of you.”

Don't Ask When Will I Return?

Kamiyama Kenichi put down his phone and smiled helplessly. He was almost immune to her posts now. If it wasn't for the fact that there was no one else to communicate with when he first met her, he would have deleted her long ago.

He looked at the time and was about to go to bed after reading the sword books when he heard a knock on the door.

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