Hema and his party returned home, and took a rare walk through the entrance, and then Hema found that Mikako's shoes were neatly placed in the entrance.
So Kazuma shouted: "Chiyoko, we're back! Is Mikako here?"
At this time Mikako popped out, opened her mouth and said in English: "Hey,...%￥**"
He Ma tilted his head and interrupted her in confusion: "What the hell are you talking about?"
"English! Can't you understand it? Haha, it looks like your English is only so good! We are in the Department of Intelligence and English, and we usually use English in class, and we also need English when talking to the professor, all in English!"
Although Mikako raised her chest and put on a "come and praise me" expression, Kazuma just couldn't boast.
Because just now, Mikako’s English is really hard to describe. I can only say that even the English Department of Sophia University is like this. Japanese English is probably hopeless.
Of course, what may not be saved is Mikako's spoken English.
However, it's not good not to praise Mikako at all, so after working hard with Ma and Ma, he finally managed to come up with a word: "NICE!"
Mikako: "Okay! But why do I think your pronunciation is purer than mine?"
nonsense…
At this time, Nanjo suddenly said to Kazuma in English: "Can't you praise her well?"
Jinguji also echoed in English: "At least her spoken English is much better now than when she was in the third year of high school."
Kazuma responded to the two of them in English: "You two are still playing tricks together to bully Mikako, no way. Also, Jinguji, you don't need to hear Nanjo's American pronunciation, but deliberately use British pronunciation, no way. "
With a crying voice, Mikako said in Japanese: "I was wrong, your pronunciation is so pure, can you teach me?"
Kazuma stretched out his hand and gently patted Mikako's head: "You worked very hard, anyway, I'm free now, so come and learn English pronunciation with me when you don't have class in the morning."
"Yeah!" Mikako laughed immediately, highlighting one and giving it a little sunshine.
Then Mikako changed the subject: "By the way, I'm in the Kendo club, and I got direct guidance from the consultant. I feel that I have become stronger. I want to try sparring!"
Kazuma hurriedly looked at the level above Mikako's head, and found that she had been promoted by one level.
This upgrade speed, I am afraid that it has been directly instructed by the big boss who is not allowed to pass on, so He Ma interest came immediately.
Maybe he can give the master the tricks that the boss taught Mikako.
The premise is that Mikako has indeed learned a new trick.
So He Ma asked: "Did the consultant of the Kendo Department teach you any powerful moves?"
"No, she corrected some of my bad habits and made me draw the sword faster!"
He Ma keenly noticed that the female pronoun was used here: "Her? Female consultant?"
"Yeah, it's rare, isn't it?"
In this day and age, it is normal to have female apprentices in the kendo field, but there are not many female swordsmen who have obtained the exemption.
He Ma Xin thought, let's try to see how much Mikako has become stronger. Although it is only a little bit stronger depending on the level, what passive skills Mikako has learned at each table—without her realizing it.
So he said to the horse: "Okay, it's good to exercise before meals, let's go to the dojo."
"Okay! Thank you for your advice, Master!" Mikako turned around and walked into the ashram without any recognition from her relatives.
Nanjo patted Hema on the shoulder: "Take it easy."
He Ma nodded: "I have my own measure."
"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've fought against you, Mikako, please replace me in the future." Nanjo said with a smile.
He Ma: "Yes, I have wanted to test your growth for a long time."
Talking to Hema, he noticed that Jinguji gave him a wink, and he hurriedly turned his head to look, so he happened to see Senior Wu Huacheng standing in the aisle, looking at Hema in shock.
He Ma: "Senior, we are talking about kendo."
Hua Chengwu looked at He Ma suspiciously, seemingly in disbelief.
So He Ma forcibly changed the subject, and asked Huacheng Senior: "Senior, have you checked in?"
"Ah, it's done. I've paid all the rent, and I'll pay the third and the second."
He Ma Xin thought that Chiyoko was really capable, and then saw Chiyoko winking at himself behind Senior Huacheng.
So He Ma said to the senior: "Then senior, go up first. Do you want me to lead the way?"
"Oh no, no need, I can go up by myself." Senior Huacheng was freed from the shock and walked towards the stairs.
The wooden stairs of Kiryu's house are old, and Senior Huacheng made a crunching sound when he stepped on them.
Huacheng Wu senior went upstairs, and Ma Cai came to Chiyoko, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
"What do you think? You actually recruited someone who has a crush on Miss Gao Jianze? Maybe something will go wrong in the future!"
Chiyoko frowned and complained to Kazuma.
He Ma retorted: "Then don't rent a house to him!"
"How can I do that, that's money!" Chiyoko replied in seconds, "All I can do is put his house in the innermost room, separated from Miss Takamizawa by three vacant rooms, I don't know if there will be any What an effect."
Blinking and blinking with Ma, he suddenly remembered how Senior Takeshi Huacheng was cowardly in matters related to Senior Sister Gao Jianze, so he comforted Chiyoko: "Don't worry, Senior Huacheng is very useless, nothing will happen."
Chiyoko was stunned: "I feel the same way... He will be cautious when facing a girl who is younger than him. He must be a bitch."
He Ma suddenly felt that Senior Huacheng was also quite pitiful.
At this time, Chiyoko changed the subject: "Brother, you went to the police station again this time. Could it be that you broke the Kandagawa corpse case in the newspaper again?"
He Ma scratched his head: "Uh... how should I put it, I just passed by and caught a suspect."
Chiyoko looked at He Ma's expressions and became uncomfortable: "Brother, are you possessed by something?"
He Ma thought that if something really possessed me, it might be called "the protagonist"
Then he smiled and said to Chiyoko: "How is it possible, the Jinguji Temple is right next to it, you can just ask her if there is such a thing as possession. I am lucky."
As soon as Hema finished speaking, Mikako shouted in the dojo: "Hema! I'll wait until the flowers are gone!"
"Okay, here we come!" Kazuma patted Chiyoko on the shoulder to reassure her, then turned and walked towards the dojo.
**
Nishida Jun was not surprised when the door of the interrogation room opened.
"Someone came to bail you out." The policeman who entered the door paused and reminded, "You fell by yourself."
"I know."
The policeman nodded and came over to remove Xi Tianshun's handcuffs: "Let's go. Get your personal belongings from the small window at the end of the corridor."
Nishida Shun nodded, left the interrogation room without saying anything, took his belongings, and then went downstairs to meet the person who came to bail him out.
It was a lawyer I didn't know.
The lawyer didn't say anything, but motioned Xi Tiansun to follow, then turned and walked out.
Shun Nishida touched his swollen chin as he walked. He wanted to ask the lawyer if he could sue the police for extorting a confession by torture, but after repeated hesitation, he gave up the idea.
After all, facing such an obvious injury, the lawyer didn't ask a single question, which showed that the lawyer's employer didn't intend to help Xi Tiansun trouble the police at all.
After leaving the police station, Xi Tianshun said, "Sorry, I'm afraid the musical..."
"The boss is looking forward to your new work," the lawyer turned around, looking into Nishida Jun's eyes and said, "I hope you don't delay the completion time too much because of this accident."
Nishida Jun bowed slightly to the lawyer.
Then the lawyer walked directly to his car and left Nishida Shun on the spot.
But Nishida Jun seemed not surprised by this, he turned and walked in another direction.
**
Gongan Huangjuan put down the binoculars, turned and asked his team members: "Have you found out where the lawyer came from?"
"Chai Sheng Tianjiu, a practicing lawyer in a small law firm, this small law firm has been accepting the entrustment of Fufu Technology, which can be said to be the official legal representative of Fufu Technology."
Araki curled his lips: "It's welfare technology again."
"Well, Captain Aramaki, the higher-ups want us to pay more attention to the United Nations and the Koreans instead of..."
"Don't worry about it. The people above won't understand whoever threatens the most." Aramaki paused, and then ordered, "Follow that Nishida Jun."
"Aren't you with Shibayutajiu?"
"Don't be alarmed, after all, we don't have any evidence of well-being technology. Go for this easy one first."
The operator who drove started the car.
Although this car was inconspicuous, the car with four fully armed men stuffed inside started silently, followed by Nishida Shun who was leaving quickly.
After they followed for a block, a little girl playing and singing on the side of the road caught Arakawa's attention.
The little girl looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she sang the new song "Hotel California" by the Eagles four years ago.
And the pronunciation is very pure.
This is not common in Japan, where the English pronunciation of all people is generally stretched.
Huang Juan frowned, and finally remembered that this girl seemed to be Baifeng Yuyin, the daughter of the second-generation Kanto United Second Generation Organization Baifeng.
As a gongan, Aramaki also has a certain understanding of jiudao affairs, but after all, he is not as professional as the Fourth Investigation Division, which is responsible for countermeasures against organized violence.
For a while, he couldn't figure out why a daughter of the extreme way would sing on the side of the road.
He watched Xi Tianshun walk towards Baifeng Yuyin, and stopped in front of her, as if he was enjoying the song.
Araki raised his hand to signal to stop.
"It seems a bit obvious." The subordinate reminded.
Stopping suddenly like this is the basis of anti-tracking.
Under normal circumstances, in order not to reveal that he is tracking the target, he would choose to overtake the accelerator pedal, and then hand over the follow-up tracking task to the No. 2 car in the distance.
But this time, Huang Mian had no backup, and there were only four of them in a team.
So I can only stop at the risk of being discovered, and then observe the situation.
Fortunately, Nishida Jun didn't consciously counter-stalk, he seemed to be really listening to the song.
There is one thing to say, Baifeng Yuyin's singing is still very good, although some adjustments have been made because the original singer is a male voice, but she has restored the charm of this song very well.
As Aramaki listened, he began to tap the beat on the car window with his fingers.
The subordinate whispered: "Nishida Jun doesn't look like he is going to do something."
Aramaki hissed, the original intention was to let his subordinates not disturb him listening to the song, but from the subordinates' point of view, this hush seemed to have no deep meaning.
Coincidentally, at this time, Xi Tianshun took out something from his pocket and put it into the box in front of Baifeng Yuyin.
Then Nishida turned around and left.
Arakimaki waited for Nishida Shun to go far, opened the door and got off the car, walked quickly to Baifeng Yuyin, and showed his ID.
"Gongan, I want to check your ID."
Baifeng Yuyin frowned slightly: "Why, can't Miss Jidao sing on the street?"
Aramaki ignored her, handed over the work of checking her documents to his subordinates, knelt down, put on gloves, and began to check the iron box in front of Baifeng Yuyin.
A lot of change has already been packed in the iron box, it seems that Baifeng Yuyin's singing has been recognized by many people.
No, no one would recognize it, but it would make people wonder if Bai Fengfeng had done something wrong. After all, her voice could impress a music idiot with no musical talent.
If an agency takes her fancy, packs it up and launches it, maybe she can become a girl idol who can stand up to Seiko Matsu and Hiroko Yakushimaru.
It's a pity that it is impossible for Ji Dao Qianjin to come out to do such a thing.
The polar daughter must become Yamato Nadeko, and Yamato Nadeko doesn't know how to sing, dance and laugh in front of the public.
In the extreme world, this would embarrass the "family".
In fact, Baifeng Yuyin's doing this kind of thing now has already disgraced Bai Fengfeng. She has not been locked up at home yet, so it can only be understood that Bai Fengzong, the chairman of Baifengfeng, is quite fond of his granddaughter.
While thinking, Aramaki finished checking the small iron box.
It seemed that there was nothing abnormal, and Baifeng Yuyin hadn't touched the iron box during the whole process.
The 1,000-yen banknote left by Jun Nishida just now is unlikely to be replaced.
Aramaki picked up the banknotes and observed them carefully.
It looks like a very ordinary thousand-yen note.
If there is anything strange about it, it is that Nishida Shun is so hard-pressed that he can still give one thousand yuan at a time.
But considering that the girl sings so well, it seems... quite normal
At this time, Baifeng Yuyin said: "You can take the box and investigate, anyway, I am not short of money."
Without further ado, Aramaki picked up the whole box and handed it to his subordinates: "Thank you very much for your cooperation. I hope you can find what you want as soon as possible, Miss Baifeng."
"When I was singing, my name was Kitagawa Saori." She corrected, but she didn't seem to care much about it.
"That person just now doesn't look like a criminal." Baifeng Yuyin said again, "I'm used to seeing criminals, and I can tell it at a glance."
"Well... actually we don't have any evidence of his crime, but... there are some things that are very strange." Arakawa touched his chin and said, "Bai Feng...Miss Beichuan, have you heard any strange rumors recently?"
"You mean the loss of soldiers and generals of the Kwantung United?" Baifeng Yuyin was very cooperative.
"No, I'm asking Ms. Kitagawa Saori, have you heard any strange rumors?" Araki said.
The implication is that he was asking about rumors related to underground bands, rock and roll, and so on.
Kitagawa Saori tilted his head and thought for a few seconds, and suddenly seemed to think of something: "Recently, when I was rushing to the stage, I heard some musicians chatting, and it seemed that there was a kind of magic medicine that would allow me to see the supreme truth of music. "
She shrugged.
"I guess it's a new hallucinogenic drug, I don't care too much. People who play music with me don't like it very much."
Some of Huangjuan's subordinates were surprised: "There are people who play rock and roll and don't want to see this?"
"Of course there is. It may be because we are not corrupt enough." Kitagawa Saori sighed, "If in the end I find that I can only rely on that kind of shit to reach the other side of music, then I still have to say goodbye to this Save the world of medicine."
Arakawa raised his eyebrows: "Bai Fengfeng also sells that kind of shit, right?"
"It's because Bai Fengfeng also sells it that I know it's shit." Beichuan Saori said flatly.
Huang Juan looked at Saori Kitagawa with a slight pity in his eyes: "It seems that you have had a hard time, so I never thought about it..."
"I thought about it, but I can't beat it. And..." Kitagawa Saori showed a sad expression, "It's not good to involve irrelevant good people. Mr. Gongan, your investigation is over, then let me Wither here alone."
Aramaki was silent for a few seconds, and made a gesture to stop the team.
Then he took off his gloves, took out a 500 yen coin from his pocket, and lightly flicked it to Saori Kitagawa: "Information fee."
"Thank you for your patronage." Kitagawa Saori caught the coin, stuffed it into his pocket, and began to pluck the strings of the guitar again, as if Aramaki and his party didn't exist.
**
At the same time, Damon Goro, a teacher from Beigushi High School, came to the trolley booth Beihai Pavilion after get off work as usual.
After drinking and eating, he sighed and said to the "General" in Beihai Pavilion: "It turns out that I have taught promising students. This is how I feel."
The general of Beihai Pavilion laughed loudly: "Yes, yes, this is the happiest time to be a teacher. A teacher may only experience it once in his life!"
"Oh? When the general was a teacher back then, did he teach students who could be admitted to Tokyo University?"
"Well, I taught it, but at that time, Dongda University was still called Imperial University. At that time, Imperial University announced the admission list, and it was not released in the order of admission ticket numbers like it is now, but ranked by grades.
"My student came fifth in the exam."
Daimon Goro was shocked: "Fifth? National?"
"That's right." The general nodded, "And the score in mathematics is the first in the country in a single subject. At that time, he was favored by the big bourgeoisie and asked him to be the teacher of the young lady. In fact, everyone can see that this is the son-in-law. .”
"Oh, oh," Damon Goro exclaimed, "Then what happened next?"
"Later, my student saw the collusion between the big bourgeoisie and the Naval Administration Headquarters, and he was unwilling to join forces. So he lost the support of the big bourgeoisie and couldn't afford the tuition of Imperial University. In order to continue studying mathematics, he applied for the exam into the Accounting Department of the Naval Academy."
Damon Goro's expression darkened: "Is that so... But the accounting department may not necessarily be on the battlefield, he finally..."
"In the end, he became the chief accountant of the Yamato. Alas, he obviously only wanted to study mathematics. In high school, he always told me that one day he would challenge Goldbach's conjecture."
The general sighed.
Daimon Goro was silent, with an expression of not knowing what to say.
The general continued: "I would have been grateful to the Americans. I would have thought they would have hanged those who drove my beloved student to his death, as they did at Nuremberg."
When the general said this, he forcibly cut off his own words, and asked Damon Goro: "Do you want anything else?"
Daimon Goro didn't realize it all of a sudden, he was stunned for a moment before replying: "Uh, then give me another grilled eel, and then a can of beer!"
"okay!"
Afterwards, Damon Goro didn't seem to dare to drink too much, maybe he was worried about touching the general's past.
After drinking the new beer, he got up to pay the bill and left.
After Damon Goro left, the person who had been sitting silently in the corner of the booth said, "Kiryu and Ma, it seems..."
The general of Beihai Pavilion put a plate of tempura in front of this person, and interrupted him: "When you see the little girl from Jinguji posting it, you should be sure. However, these have nothing to do with me. I have been retired for a long time, don't disturb my retirement life."
"Understood." The man replied, then stopped talking and ate in silence.
The general sighed: "The Americans really left a lot of trouble back then."
The only customer at the stall glanced at the general, hesitated to speak.
The general ignored him, looking at the Edo River flowing not far away.
Chapter 304 I Still Like Suning More, Overcome That Mountain, Let The World Hear Your Voices
At 7:30 in the evening, Mikako Fujii placed a large character on the floor of Kiryu Dojo.
"Why! How do you feel that you are stronger than when I practiced with you a few days before the start of the university! And what is that counterattack technique! It hurts to poke me through the shield!"
As soon as Kazuma was about to answer, Jinguji spoke first: "Beichen's one-shot cut is one of Sakamoto-san's favorite skills."
Nanjo looked at Jinguji: "Sakamoto-san? Is it Sakamoto Ryoma? I've wanted to ask for a long time, Jinguji, are you a historical house girl?"
Kazuma also looked at Jinguji.
In his previous life, he knew that there was a subspecies of rotten women called historical nerds in Japan, and they specially brought together famous generals in history to flirt with their friendship.
But Kazuma thought that this kind of rotten girl subspecies only appeared after the game "Sengoku BASARA" was released, and now it seems that this subspecies really has a long history.
It should be that there was a group of historical nerd girls first, and then Capcom discovered the "Blue Ocean", and then produced the game "Sengoku BASARA" full of love.
Jinguji is actually a historical house girl...
Facing everyone's eyes, Jinguji waved his hand: "No, I'm not a history geek. A history nerd will add some strange mouth fetishes at the end of her words."
Mikako snickered, "For example?"
"Kousaru and the like... huh?" Jinguji stopped and looked at Mikako.
Mikako pretended to be surprised: "Oh, I don't even know these things, Dandanzi, you know very well."
The two "yeahs" of Mikako have a top-notch effect.
Kazuma looked at Jinguji with interest, wanting to see how she would respond.
Jinguji looked at Mikako and said, "Mikako, let me practice against you."
When Mikako heard this, she jumped up and said, "Okay! Okay, finally here's someone I can beat.
"Ah, no, I can beat both Chiyoko and Momo, and Nichinan too, but I'm probably the only one who can beat you among people of my age!"
Mikako excitedly picked up the bamboo knife she had just thrown away, and after setting up her posture, she urged Jinguji: "Hurry up and put on your equipment, or do you want to fight like this?"
Hema threw the bamboo knife in his hand to Jinguji.
Jinguji Tamamo caught the bamboo sword steadily, took off her glasses and put it on the edge of the dojo, then came to stand directly opposite Mikako, held it by her side, and said to Mikako, "It's good to come this way."
"Are you sure? Don't cry in pain then." Mikako said this, with a smirk on her face, feeling like she was eager to try.
Standing between the two of them with the horse, he raised his arms: "Get ready!"
Mikako directly put on a posture of wanting to protrude.
Nanjo: "Wait a minute, isn't it good to use this on unprotected people? I suggest Jinguji that you still wear protection..."
Hema gave the order directly: "Go!"
Mikako rushed out at once.
Then Jinguji dodged Mikako's attack as if dancing.
"Eh?" Mikako was shocked.
Then Jinguji patted her head lightly with a bamboo knife: "Noodles."
"Why did you meet? Wait, did you just see it? She just avoided..."
He Ma: "I can avoid it too."
Nanjo hesitated for a moment: "I... should be hit in the shoulder? If I counterattack, I will score because your attack is not a valid hit."
Mikako looked unconvinced: "Isn't Jinguji completely zero-based? This move of mine has scared many seniors in the Kendo club. I am super embarrassed to be hidden like this."
Jinguji turned around and put his hands in a Japanese dance pose: "I can dance Japanese dance well, so I can dodge it just by walking."
"Can Japanese dance be avoided? I suddenly feel that kendo is so embarrassing." Mikako complained that she was full of desire.
Kazuma looked at Jinguji, and suddenly felt like trying to see if he could hit her.
Although Jinguji seems to have no kendo level at all, but thinking about it carefully, she has received a lot of "teaching" from Kazuma, and it is strange that she has no level at all.
So Hema said, "Danzi, can you escape my attack? How about we try?"
Jinguji: "What are you thinking, I'm sure I can't escape your attack."
"Really? I don't believe it." Hema said, picking up the bamboo knife that Mikako dropped just now,
Today, I, Kiryu and Ma, will test the true strength of your Jinguji Tamamo.
Jinguji smiled slightly, and stood sideways like hiding from Mikako just now, with the bamboo knife hanging down naturally.
He Ma took a deep breath, and put on a tooth protruding pose.
"My strike is very powerful. If you don't dodge it, you will be seriously injured." He Ma reminded.
In fact, I just want to prevent Jinguji from deliberately not hiding and taking it hard.
But the moment he saw Jinguji's expression, Kazuma knew that this guy didn't intend to hide, and wanted to eat hard.
Within a second, Kazuma gave up using the skill Yatou, because the skill could not control the strength, and it would be bad if he stabbed Jinguji seriously.
Wazuma uses the improved posture taught to them by Nanjo - because the posture has been changed, the skill will not be triggered, and Wama can also freely control the strength.
"Dong!" Shouting Hema, he lunged forward.
Jinguji dodged sideways as before, and his speed and agility were almost the same as when he dodged Mikako just now.
But Mikako's stabbing speed is not comparable to that of a horse.
So the bamboo knife hit Jinguji's left chest. Although Kazuma pulled back immediately, Jinguji still flew backwards.
And Nanjo, who had been prepared for a long time, stepped forward, and firmly borrowed Jinguji who was about to fall to the ground.
"Hema!" Nanjo glared at Kazuma, "She's not wearing protective gear! How can you attack with all your strength?"
He Ma was very wronged, I didn't do my best...
Jinguji lay on the ground for a while, sat up with Nanjo's support, looked at Kazuma, and looked a little aggrieved: "I thought I should be able to slide over, leaving a bruise at most."
He Ma subconsciously apologized: "I'm sorry, I should keep a hand."
"No, I'm happy to be able to deal with me as a real opponent."
She stood up, lowered the bamboo knife by her side again, and looked at Kazuma.
"Come again."
He Ma: "Are you sure?"
Only then did Kazuma discover that Jinguji Yuzao hadn't let go of the bamboo knife from beginning to end.
No matter what, don't let go of the sword in your hand, this is the embodiment of the swordsman's heart.
So He Ma raised his sword without waiting for her answer.
"Teach me a lot," he said.
Nanjo wanted to say something, but seeing Jinguji Tamamo's serious expression, he just stepped back.
He Ma decided to use his skills this time and not hold back at all. This is a respect for his opponent.
The current Jingu Temple deserves such respect.
"I'm going to make a move." He declared solemnly.
"Come on." Jinguji replied.
Take a good pose with the horse, give a loud shout, and exert force according to the requirements of the skill.
Nanjo shouted: "Hema! People will die!"
In the blink of an eye, Kazuma was knocked away by Nanjo rushing out from the side, and the bamboo knife thrust out deviated greatly, just brushing Jinguji's shoulder.
Jinguji stood there, motionless.
It looked as if he was overwhelmed by the power of Kazuma's sword and lost the ability to move.
And Ma fell to the ground with Nanjo.
He fell to the ground first with the horse, which acted as a cushion for Nanjo, so the fall was relatively heavy, and his shoulders were burning.
Nanjo sat up and patted Kazuma on the other shoulder: "Are you crazy? This is a hit, and Jinguji will have to drop out of school!"
At this time, Mikako, who also seemed to be suppressed by the prestige of Kazuma's sword, came back to her senses first, and hurriedly echoed: "This sword is terrible! I thought you were going to kill the egg, so that you can get a taste of the past year." All of them are forced to study by her."
"It turns out that Mikako wanted to kill me to get rid of the anger of the past year." The first thing Danzi came back to, was to persecute Mikako.
"I didn't! I didn't even dare to think about it!" Mikako denied loudly. "I mean, I didn't even think about it!"
Nanjo stood up, looked at Kazuma: "Since you want to have a good fight so much, let me be your opponent, Master."
He Ma: "No, I just thought that if Jingu Temple is so serious, then I should also give my best."
"Jinguji is also a girl after all, please show me some compassion!" Nanjo said loudly.
Jinguji Tamamo interrupted Nanjo: "No, I made a mistake just now. After all, seeing how strong Kazuma is, I couldn't help but want to try to see how strong Kazuma is."
"What do you mean, can you dodge this sword?" Nanjo asked back.
"No. That's why I made a mistake and misjudged the strength of the horse. I don't understand kendo." Jinguji said and bowed to Nanjo, "So thank you, Nanjo, for saving my life."
Nanjo stared at Jinguji for a few seconds, and finally chose to accept her thanks: "You're welcome, it's a bad relationship with the horse, and I don't feel pity at all."
He Ma raised his right hand, just like in his previous life when he and his good buddies sat in an Internet cafe four times in a row and everyone lost the game: "Mine."
Immediately afterwards, Nanjo said: "However, I understand Jinguji's words a little bit. I also want to try to see if I can beat the current Kazuma. Mikako, can you help me put on the costume?"
"Okay!" Mikako replied excitedly, raising her hand.
"No, let me do it." Ninan Rina suddenly joined the conversation, "Hey guys, I saw you guys committing domestic violence as soon as I came back! Let me join in! No, I mean, I want to supervise from the sidelines!
"I am the current student council president of Beige's High School! Although you have graduated, you are still from Beigao!"
Kazuma looked at Nichinan: "When did you run out?"
"Just now." Rinan Licai spread his hands, "What's the matter, I am also a student who has paid tuition fees, Master, don't treat me differently just because I went to college!"
He was speechless with Ma, and could only say: "No, I don't treat them differently. Hurry up and help Nanjo change his equipment."
So Nanjo went to the locker room surrounded by Mikako and Nichinan.
Hema glanced at Gongsi, walked over and asked softly, "Are you all right?"
"It's okay, it's just a little pain." Jingongji said and gently rubbed the place where he was poked just now, "My family has homemade traumatic plaster, and it will be fine after I go back and wipe it on. The sword just now is really powerful .”
While speaking, Jinguji pulled open his collar unsuspectingly to check the bruise near the collarbone.
When He Ma saw the bruise, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.
"I... really thought you had something to hide."
"Do you mean this?" Jinguji took out the anti-wolf spray from his pocket, "I do have it, but I don't want to use it on you."
"No, I mean, I always have this feeling that you can actually get away with it."
"Maybe it's because of the impression I usually give you." Jinguji put away the spray and replied while turning to get his glasses.
He Ma: "Maybe."
Jinguji Tamamo wiped the sweat off his face with a handkerchief embroidered with the family crest, then put on his glasses and looked back at Kazuma: "When I played against Mikako, I deliberately didn't wear armor so that I could be more flexible. .”
The protective gear does affect the flexibility, especially the field of vision after wearing the helmet, which is really quite big.
"The behavior of not wearing protective gear may make me feel stronger?" Jinguji said with a wry smile: "Now I regret it, it hurts so much."
"Sorry." He Ma said.
"It's all right, little problem. You fell on your shoulder too, is it all right?"
He Ma moved his shoulders: "It's okay."
Jinguji stretched out his hand and lightly pressed Hema's shoulder, seemingly relieved: "It looks like the bones and tendons are not injured, so it's okay."
"You still understand this?"
"I'm just looking at your expression. If you don't feel pain when you press these places, then it should be nothing serious, at most a little bruise." Jinguji said and pressed those places again.
And Ma just felt a little itchy.
But while doing this, Jinguji was so close that she could smell the perfume that had almost dissipated on her body.
"Your perfume, has it not completely dissipated yet?" He Ma was a little surprised.
"Because I touched up my makeup at noon."
"Huh? Ah..."
The image of Jinguji is too traditional, and it is difficult for Kazuma to imagine her in the bathroom to touch up her makeup.
"I thought you had no makeup all the time." He Ma said.
"Because I, like Nanjo, try to make my makeup as natural as possible, because I think you like this style."
He Ma nodded: "Well, I really like it."
At this time Jinguji raised his head, the face behind the glasses was pure and lovely.
At this moment, Mikako came out from the locker room: "It's done! Come on, hurry up and finish the fight, I'm hungry... what are you doing?"
"Danzi is introducing me to the perfume she is using now."
He Ma responded calmly.
Hearing what Kazuma said, Nanjo lowered his head and smelled himself.
Nichinan Rina smiled and said: "Really? Why do I feel that you are going to... Oh, it seems that entering Dongda together will make the relationship between Master and Senior Sister Jingongji improve by leaps and bounds."
He Ma: "As long as you talk a lot, is it okay for the student president to gossip all day long?"
"My gossip is limited to the dojo. I'm super serious in the student union."
Kazuma ignored Nichinan Ricai, and signaled to Nanjo: "Take your place, Chiyoko is already waiting for us to eat, hurry up and finish."
"Teach me a lot." Nanjo didn't ask Kazuma if he wanted to wear protective gear, and stood in front of Kazuma directly. It seemed that he tacitly agreed that he would not be beaten if he was stronger.
After going through the basic kendo etiquette, he set up his sword with the horse, thinking about whether to use the tooth protruding on Nanjo as well.
Since Nanjo was able to knock Kazuma away to protect Jinguji in the situation just now, it shows that she can keep up with Kazuma's speed. Either Haiyan's entry was stronger than expected, or Nanjo's actual combat level in Osaka was higher than what Kazuma imagined.
While Kazuma was thinking, Nanjo took the lead in attacking.
Hema subconsciously used the cutting and counterattack techniques he had just learned.
Nanjo didn't expect that this was a feint, and when Kazuma's sword was aimed at her gauntlet, she suddenly changed her move.
She used to hold the knife in a very orthodox way, but now she suddenly retracts the hand in front, while the hand holding the tail of the knife moves the whole bamboo knife forward.
In this way, the bamboo knife grew out of thin air, and Nanjo's retracted hand just avoided the bamboo knife that was slashing towards the armor with the horse.
The first leather part of the bamboo knife stabbed firmly on Hema's chest.
Kazuma: "Katori Shinto style?"
"Eh? Really? I don't know." Nanjo looked very happy, "I just think that if you use this counter skill, I can counter it like this."
He Ma opened his mouth into an O shape: "You... plotted against me?"
Nanjo made a V letter with his hands.
Hema is also very happy - although Nanjo won the book first, he just feels happy.
It turns out that this is the joy of seeing the students grow up. This feeling is just like when playing games, the character that has finally been cultivated and formed has a super-level performance when fighting the boss and hit a horrible damage number. It is so refreshing.
He Ma: "Don't be too happy, you won't win until you get another copy."
Nanjo took two steps back and stood back where he started: "I will try my best."
In Kazuma's eyes, she now began to exude a biting aura.
Sure enough, people who have entries will emit this kind of aura-like thing, and He Ma always feels that when he looks at these auras, he can see more and more clearly.
The current Nanjo, just like a Super Saiyan, has an aura around him that burns like a golden transparent flame.
So he raised his spirits with the horse.
He decided to strike first.
He strikes a toothy pose.
When Nanjo saw it, he also put on a serious posture, and it seemed that he planned to take Kazuma's stab hard.
And the horse exerts strength instantly.
Nanjo rolled backwards.
Yes, it is an invincible back roll!
He Ma Xin thought that he is indeed my apprentice, he has won the teacher's true biography, and he is absolutely unambiguous when it is time to run!
However, as a person who is good at back-rolling, He Ma naturally thought about what to do when others use back-rolling to deal with him.
He threw the bamboo knife at Nanjo.
Eat my props!
Nanjo was about to learn how to make a slash after the horse's back roll, when he suddenly saw the bamboo knife flying towards him, and quickly shot it down with a swing of the knife.
In the gap of this time, Kazuma has already rushed forward.
Hema has a karate level, although it is too low to be seen.
Kazuma grabs Nanjo's arm!
"You fouled!" Nanjo yelled.
"Remember, we are not a dojo for competitive kendo!" Kazuma yelled while throwing a shoulder throw.
Nanjo fell hard with a bang.
Not to mention the bang sound is very pleasant.
Ninan Licai: "Wow, that sucks. Do you hate losing to your apprentice so much?"
"Our dojo is a dojo where actual combat is the first consideration."
He Ma answered squarely.
Mikako: "Just now you said that if you use it, you win or lose. In actual combat, it doesn't matter if you win or lose?"
He Ma: "One moment, another moment."
At this time, Nanjo sat up from the ground: "No, what I said to the horse is right, if it is an actual battle, I would already be gone. In fact, it is unlikely that competitive kendo will use this back roll."
"That's right," Mikako nodded as a competitive kendo player who actually participated in the competition, "The rules of each competition are different, and there are quite a lot of competitions that cannot roll backwards. Moreover, the space required for backward rolls is so large, even if it is allowed, it may be because You will encounter referees or players from other groups and you will not be able to use it.”
At this time, Chiyoko was standing at the entrance of the dojo with a spoon in his hand: "Hurry up, the food is almost cold."
He Ma nodded: "Okay, let's finish quickly."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pick up Nanjo who was sitting on the ground, and helped Nanjo pick up the bamboo knife that fell on the ground.
Nanjo took the bamboo knife and smiled slightly at Kazuma.
He made a "take place" gesture with the horse.
So the two returned to their positions just before the battle.
He Ma: "Let's fight swords in a serious manner this time. I don't have to protrude my teeth anymore. The power is too terrifying."
In fact, there are other tricks that can be used with the horse, and the power should be strengthened like the tooth protrusion.
Kazuma really wanted to use all these tricks against Nanjo.
He really felt that the current Nanjo might be able to receive the sword move he launched through the system.
The current Nanjo has such a possibility, and Kazuma, as her master, really wants to verify this possibility.
After a short hesitation, Kazuma suddenly thought that Nanjo had seen almost all of his systematic sword moves except the black dragon, and if he used a sword move, he might be countered by her.
After all, sword moves cannot be changed after they are made.
Although it doesn't really matter whether you win or lose this kind of duel, you really want to win.
It is the instinct of a swordsman to want to win in a swordsmanship duel.
Hema didn't want to go against this instinct.
So Kazuma decided not to use systematic sword moves, and confronted Nanjo dignifiedly.
The moment he made a decision, Kazuma lowered his body, and imitated Hirasakashi's way of advancing, and rushed towards Nanjo.
The first sword was a right side cut, and at the moment Nanjo blocked, Kazuma reversed his wrist, quickly turned the bamboo knife to the left, and cut again.
This trick has no technical content, and it is fast when it fades out.
Kazuma intends to take advantage of his higher actual combat experience and faster swordsmanship to oppress Nanjo with quick left and right slashes, forcing her to show her flaws.
Suddenly, Nanjo hit Kazuma's hand while switching from left to right.
Apparently, she wanted to learn what she had done with the horse before.
"Too naive!" Kazuma yelled, and at the same time interrupted the slash, and stabbed at Nanjo's throat.
When stabbing and slashing, the height of the hand is different, and Nanjo's attack on the hand was thus dodged.
Cutting is a skill that requires precise timing and the ability to adjust the hit position in a split second.
The Sage of the Hema Bamboo Sword was against the protective gear at Nanjo's throat.
To be honest, Kazuma felt that holding a girl's throat with a stick like this was a bit like driving.
Nanjo took a deep breath.
Others applaud.
Nichinan Licai applauded and said, "This trick of constantly hitting left and right is so cool. I look like you are playing double sword style with two knives. What is this trick called, Wuyue Yujian?"
He Ma Xin thought otherwise, this trick is called Wang Baquan's evolution of Wang Bajian.
But he said, "I haven't learned such a sword skill, I'm just using my speed to force Nanjo to show his flaws. Remember, in the world of martial arts, only speed can't break through."
Ri Nanli Cai: "It sounds like a saying that would appear in Hong Kong Kung Fu movies."
Hong Kong kung fu movies were popular all over the world for a while and had a great influence, and many Japanese were deeply affected.
How high is it? A series of animations I like in my life is called "Zhan Ji Jue Sing". There is a flash scene about the heroine's practice and improvement of strength. The BGM is Cantonese sung by the heroine's voice actress Yuki Bi The song is a famous song from old kung fu movies.
And now, Hong Kong kung fu movies are at the stage of their rise in Japan, and they already have a large number of audiences, and they are still growing.
So it's normal for Ninan Ricai to know this.
Mikako heard Nichinan Licai's words and said, "The name Wuyue Yuji is pretty cool. Why don't we just call it that?"
He Ma: "I refuse."
Hema refused because as soon as he mentioned Wuyue Yujian, he would think it was a bow and arrow skill-this was influenced by Guangrong's Three Kingdoms series.
"There must be a name, right?" Mikako said.
He Ma originally wanted to say that this was not a sword move, so he made a fuss on the spot to ask for a name, but at this moment he had a brainstorm and had a good idea.
"Then," he said, "let's call this move Starburst Airflow Slash."
Mikako: "Oh, it seems pretty handsome."
Chiyoko had been watching the show at the entrance of the dojo with a spoon, and she sighed when she saw this: "Brother, would you rather create this unknown sword skill yourself than use our school's own sword skill?"
He Ma Xin thought, do you think I don't want to use it? I really don't know how to use it.
My natural mental flow level is not high enough for you.
In the future, the dojo of Tongsheng's family may not be changed to Beichen Yidaoliu dojo.
Sakamoto Ryoma must be very happy, after all, Kazuma also inherited the lost skills of the black dragon.
Nanjo: "How long are you going to burn my throat with the bamboo knife?"
He Ma hurriedly put away the bamboo knife: "Sorry, lighting you feels... a bit cool, so I kept lighting it."
"Huh?" Nanjo didn't understand Kazuma's meaning at once, "A little cool?"
"Don't worry, let's continue."
The two returned to their positions just before the sword fight.
As soon as he was in position, Nanjo rushed forward with a shout.
Kazuma subconsciously seemed to be cutting off, but suddenly thought that Nanjo had already plotted against him once, so he didn't make a move immediately.
Sure enough, Nanjo "changed lanes" again in the middle of this cut.
Kazuma aimed at Nanjo's gauntlet after changing his move, and accurately slapped the bamboo knife on her gauntlet.
Nanjo immediately stopped the next move, and then sighed as if very annoyed: "I knew it would work the second time."
"Holy... Swordsman will not be defeated by the same move twice." He Ma said.
He almost said Saint Seiya, who knows if this famous line has been uttered in Saint Seiya now.
Mikako: "Holy Swordsman?"
"You heard it wrong." He Ma resolutely denied it.
Mikako: "The character of the new RPG game?"
"Just say you got it wrong."
"No, no, you definitely said the holy words, right?"
At this time, Jinguji said, "Mikako, are you hungry?"
"I'm very hungry! By the way, it's over, we can eat!" Mikako said while taking off the protective gear on her body, and turned her head to ask Chiyoko, "Is there any food for us?"
"Yes, yes... Sister Meijiazi, you eat too much every time! How can you add three bowls of rice? My brother and A Mao only add two bowls!"
"I consume a lot. You see, I eat so much and I'm still not fat. I'm lighter than Nanjo!"
The kendo dojo will always have some basic body measurement equipment, including weighing scales, so the girls in the dojo often weigh themselves.
Nanjo's expression looked a little unnatural, she glanced at Kazuma, and then said: "I didn't have an empty stomach last time..."
"Then go weigh it again now. It must be on an empty stomach, before meals, or just after exercising."
Nanjo: "No, I'm hungry, I want to take off my gear and go eat."
Mikako showed a malicious smile: "Hey hey, you are cowardly!"
He Ma said: "For those who practice martial arts, the focus should be good, and the chassis should be stable."
Mikako: "You mean I should eat more and get heavier?"
"Yes!" said Hema, "so go and eat."
"Okay! I want to add three bowls of rice today!" Mikako happily ran to the dining room.
Nanjo breathed a sigh of relief.
Instead, Kazuma was a little curious about how much Nanjo weighed, but felt that asking directly would make her unhappy.
At this time, he happened to glance at Gongji, so he asked Jinguji, "Have you measured your weight?"
Jinguji: "I measured it, do you want to know how much I weigh?"
"Uh, if you don't mind."
Jinguji smiled slightly: "I mind."
Nichinan Licai: "Master, how can you ask a girl's weight? Especially girls with our body shape, if you don't pay attention, you will have a small stomach and side effects. You will accumulate a lot of fat and then become heavier.
"We can't just exercise to lose weight. If we lose weight in the wrong place, it's too late to cry. We have to deliberately exercise specific parts, which is very tiring."
He Ma: "I, that's it."
Hema scratched his head, at this time Nichinan Licai handed the towel to Hema: "Wipe your sweat, master."
Nanjo was also wiping sweat at this time, seeing Hinan Rina doing this, she stopped wiping sweat, looked at the towel in her hand, and looked annoyed.
Suddenly, Nanjo glanced at her water bottle—everyone brought their own water bottle to the dojo, and Chiyoko filled the water bottle every morning.
She picked up the water bottle and turned to look at Kazuma, but Jinguji had already handed her water bottle to Kazuma: "I basically didn't drink, you are thirsty."
He Ma took the kettle and drank a few gulps, only to realize that Nanjo was looking at him eagerly.
In a hurry, he drank all the water in the pot.
"Oh," Hema returned the kettle to Jinguji, wiped his mouth and said, "I'm still thirsty, does anyone have any water?"
Nanjo hurried up and stuffed the water bottle to Kazuma: "I've already drank it, you drink it."
Jinguji: "Drink so much water before meals, be careful of indigestion."
Kazuma looked at Gongji, and was about to continue to take Nanjo's water bottle, but Nanjo put the water bottle back.
"Let's eat. If you're thirsty, just drink miso soup."
After Nanjo finished speaking, he took off the equipment and walked to the locker room.
Kazuma looked at Gongsi: "As for?"
"That's not good for your health." Jinguji responded to Kazuma's gaze, "If Nanjo is thinking about you, it should be the same."
He couldn't refute this kind of right argument.
"Let's go eat." Jinguji said.
"Yeah." He Ma nodded.
**
Near Kanda River, an underground disco.
These discos in Japan are also often used as performance venues for underground bands. Rock and disco are the most popular entertainment activities for young people in this era.
Young people who come to the disco can seamlessly switch between the disco state and the state of listening to rock music.
However, there is not that much difference between the two states.
Now the disco is in a disco state, the DJ wearing exaggerated headphones is scratching the disc on the stage, and a large group of people below are dancing with the psychedelic lights.
At this moment, a strong man in a leather jacket with iron nails came onto the stage with a guitar.
The crowd above became restless. In this disco, rock bands can go on stage whenever they want, but the DJ must be driven away. This is the favorite part of the young people who come here.
I saw the strong man in iron nails and leather go straight to the DJ when he got on the stage, and he greeted DJ with a punch.
DJ made a gesture to resist, but was picked up by a strong man and thrown off the stage.
Thunderous applause erupted immediately below.
It's almost as if everyone has been waiting for this moment for a long time.
Then the rest of the band came on stage and started playing hard rock.
The enthusiasm of the crowd rose even further.
At the same time, on the edge of the disco, there are a few unremarkable booths, and the people in the booths seem to be completely unaffected by the frenzied atmosphere outside.
"Do you also want to meet the God of Music?" A person wearing a peaked cap asked on the innermost side of the booth farthest from the entrance of the disco.
"Can you really see it?" The person sitting in the booth near the gate said suspiciously, "If it's just an ordinary anesthetic, I won't let you go!"
The man in the peaked cap pouted at the people on stage at this time: "Did you see that band? How's their music?"
The person who came to buy things snorted disdainfully: "It's not worth mentioning, but it's much better than the garbage they made before. In the past, they would be bombarded from the stage by angry people in this 'Death Pit' disco Come down. You don't want to say that they've met the God of Music, do you?"
The man in the peaked cap grinned at the buyer: "Can't you ask them?"
"Hmph. It's just some new type of..."
"This is a completely different thing." The peaked cap interrupted the buyer, "In fact, this new drug is not addictive, and you will continue to buy it, just because it allows you to meet the god of music. Once you see it once, You can't live without this drug anymore. The more you love music, the more you can't live without it."
Buyer: "Hmph, playing tricks!"
"Did you see that guitarist on the stage? Look at his muscles. He has been taking anesthesia for more than half a year. Have you ever seen a person who has taken anesthesia for half a year and is still so strong and has such a rosy complexion? His dosage is very huge. .”
The buyer glanced at the guitarist: "Maybe he just pierced a few more holes in his body, all the holes are glucose, you..."
The buyer stopped talking and looked at the blue pills in the caps on the table.
"It's free. Anyway, after you meet the God of Music, you won't be able to do without him." The peaked cap said, spreading his hands, "It's up to you whether you go this way."
The buyer looks at the cap and then at the blue pill.
The rock band on the stage of the disco was playing manic music, the guitarist entered a solo, and his fingers jumped on the strings quickly, as if to break the strings.
After the guitar solo ended, the guitarist directly threw the guitar on the stage.
The atmosphere of the entire disco was immediately pushed to the top, and the male lead singer seized this opportunity and roared out the lyrics of the last chorus.
Amidst the croaking, the buyer picked up the blue pill.
He was obviously still hesitating.
He turned his head and glanced at the band on the stage. At this time, the guitarist who lost his instrument started to play discs, and the whole disco danced like a magic cave.
The buyer stuffed the blue pill into his mouth.
The man in the peaked cap smiled.
The buyer frowned and looked up at the colorful ceiling of the disco at this time: "Are you fooling me? Isn't this a hallucinogen?"
"Oh, no, what you see now is not a hallucination." The man in the peaked cap laughed, "What you see is the God of Music and His sanctuary. I don't sell low-level things like narcotics."