On Monday, Kiryu and Ma went to the Yuechuan woman to pick up their sister as usual, but as soon as they saw the gate of the Yuechuan woman, Chiyoko rushed over.
"Brother! It's not good! Nanjo classmate, she is said to be dropping out of school!"
Hema opened his mouth wide. Although he had a hunch that Nanjo didn't participate in the Kendo training last Friday, he might be going on a blind date or something, but he didn't expect it to be so big.
While he was surprised, he heard the sound of smacking his lips next to him.
Chairman: "Tsk."
Hema turned to look at the Chairman, who closed the shorthand book in his hand under his gaze, and then took off his glasses.
As far as He Ma remembered, this was the first time the Chairman took off his glasses.
Jinguji Yuzao looked directly at Kiryu and Ma, and said softly: "Wu Yun is prosperous."
He Ma frowned: "What?"
There was the sound of brakes behind him.
Looking back, it was an unremarkable looking Honda family car.
Butler Suzuki sat in the driver's seat, rolled down the window and shouted to Kazuma: "It's urgent, get in the car, we'll go to the dojo to discuss in detail."
He Ma: "Uh... isn't it?"
He already had a premonition of an emergency.
—Isn’t it, this time I want to brush Nanjo’s house? But I didn't have a good mood this time...
Although he was complaining in his heart, Kazuma went directly to the co-pilot seat.
Chiyoko got into the back seat more quickly than him, and then asked bluntly, "Is it about Nanjo-senpai?"
"Yes." Butler Suzuki didn't wait to fasten the seat belts with the horse, and kicked the gas pedal, and the car rushed out.
A moment later, Kiryu Dojo.
Shigeru Ikeda, who had just finished his part-time job and came to the dojo to attend classes, was standing at the entrance of the dojo eating steamed buns when he was sprayed with mud all over his face by the RV that suddenly braked and flicked its tail.
The bun he took a bite out of was completely turned into a muddy bun.
"Hey!" Although he was no longer bad, the anger of losing dinner still made Ikeda yell, "Fuck! Hey, master? What's wrong?"
A group of people who got out of the car had no time to pay attention to him, and hurried into the dojo.
Shigeru Ikeda looked at the bun in his hand, sighed and threw it backhand to the stray dog who was watching eagerly not far away, and chased everyone into the dojo.
**
In the dojo, Butler Suzuki explained the situation to Kazuma in a very succinct way that still allowed people to fully grasp the situation.
He Ma frowned: "So, she had to marry a scumbag and was deprived of the right to go to college? This Nanjo Hiroshi seems to have limited love for his granddaughter."
"Absolutely not!" Butler Suzuki's voice raised an octave, "Master's love for the young lady is many, many times greater than that for other members of the family. It's just that he can't just sit back and watch the Nanjo family get hit hard."
And the horse scratched his head.
At this time, Shigeru Ikeda asked Chiyoko in a low voice: "Sister, what is this and what is it, why didn't I understand?"
"You will understand when you are admitted to Tokyo University." "Big Sister" Chiyoko said, "Shut up and sit down."
Shigeru Ikeda shut his mouth and sat upright, very obedient.
Then Kazuma withdrew his gaze from Shigeru Ikeda and looked at Butler Suzuki.
"What do you mean by coming to me? Let me cut in and save people? Why don't you do it yourself?"
Just kidding, the old butler is 67-level karate, and Marco doesn't think that he can compare with the old butler in terms of personal combat power.
Butler Suzuki lowered his face: "That's the worst case scenario. The young lady is very strong now. If Asakura Yasujun does anything else at the apology banquet in Matsuya later, she will probably bite her tongue and commit suicide. This is my judgment.
"So, if everything is irreparable, the old man will go all the way in and send the lady out. In fact, I have arranged for the hiding place of the lady for the next five years. However, I don't want to take this step yet, and I can't Staring at Miss the whole time at the apology banquet, it is also possible that the tragedy will happen in an instant and cannot be stopped."
He Ma nodded seriously.
If he had just traveled through time, he would probably have thought "what does this have to do with me" at this time.
But it's different now.
Now he couldn't turn a blind eye to his friends in crisis.
Moreover, he is Honami Nanjo's master.
Master Master Master, a teacher for a day and a father for life.
So there is nothing to hesitate, this is something that should be done, something that must be done.
Not as a boyfriend, but as the teacher of the Kiryu Dojo, Honami Nanjo's master, he has something to do.
"Tell me, tell me what I can do." Kazuma asked in a deep voice, his voice was very calm, very similar to the day of the Tsuda group.
**
Butler Suzuki stared at Kiryu and Ma, and he felt a chilling aura from this seventeen-year-old boy.
Sure enough, there was nothing wrong with it, the one who could save the young lady was not the old guy Suzuki who had already put one foot into the grave, but the boy in front of him.
Butler Suzuki took a deep breath.
He said: "There is a dragon that is old, its claws and teeth have become blunt, its scales have fallen off in sevens and eights, and there is only one tooth left. He is weak and entangled in the cave. Although he can occasionally show his power in the past, But there is no doubt that his time has passed.
"The demon spied on the treasure he was guarding, and coveted his precious granddaughter. And he no longer has the energy to guard everything.
"Every day, every day, he lives in the nostalgia for the glory of the past, every day, every day, he wastes his last time."
Butler Suzuki stopped and looked at Kiryu and Ma.
"The Nanjo Hiro I know would not kneel to that kind of guy, the Nanjo Hiro I know has a golden ten thousand taels under his knees!
"Now he will get the admiration and admiration of Councilor Asakura, but he didn't bother with it back then. His enemies will never praise him, never, his enemies will only fear him!
"The dragon of the Nanjo family is old, but maybe, maybe someone can remind him of how he was when he was young."
**
After Tongsheng and Ma quietly listened to Mr. Suzuki's statement, he probably understood what Mr. Suzuki expected of him.
"I thought you would say that I want to show Mr. Nanjo my worth and convince him that it's worth offending a congressman for me."
"Hmph, how could it be possible to offend a member of Congress for a 17-year-old boy whose future is uncertain for a poor teacher from a dojo?" Mr. Suzuki asked back, "No, no one with an IQ would do that. A political animal like Masahiro Nanjo They will not.
"So the only chance of winning is to make Nanjo Hiroshi recall his past self.
"If even you... even you can't do this, then we can only implement the last plan. I promised the eldest lady that even if I risk my life, I will save her from the miserable marriage ! So, please!"
Butler Suzuki clasped his fingers together and knocked his head on the wooden floor of the dojo, making a loud sound.
Kiryu and Ma smacked their lips.
To be honest, he has no idea how to remind Mr. Nanjo Hiroshi of his past self.
But he didn't hesitate.
He decided to ignore old man Suzuki's mysterious statement and think about the problem from a more practical perspective.
——As long as Mr. Hiroshi Nanjo believes that investing in Kiryu and Ma, the rate of return is dozens or hundreds of times that of investing in the son of that congressman, and that's it!
As for how to make old man Nanjo believe this, hey, isn't it just bragging.
Kiryu and Ma Isei are senior business representatives of foreign trade companies, and they are best at bragging about the products they represent to foreigners.
Only this time, the bragging product was replaced by himself.
He Ma Yi patted his thigh and stood up: "Okay! Let's go!"
Chiyoko immediately stood up and wanted to get the sword, but Kazuma stopped her: "No, I won't need a sword tonight. Wu Neng cuts the enemy before the battle, and Wen Neng talks to the Confucian scholars, you are a real man."
Chiyoko looked at Kazuma: "Brother, you are proficient in Chinese again!"
He Ma pretended not to hear and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute!" Grandpa Suzuki opened the suitcase he had been carrying just now, "This is a suit, custom-made according to your figure, it will never look shabby on any occasion, I think..."
"I don't need it!" He Ma refused, with a confident smile on his face, "Who do you think I am
"I am also a dragon, my dragon scales are the most magnificent costumes.
"Lead the way, old man."
Outside the dojo, there was the patter of rain, and the faint fragrance of white plums lingered.