A few days after Kazuma returned home from the hospital, Kiryu Dojo ushered in the usual early morning.
This morning and the horse was woken up by the heat.
Kiryu's family does not have such a luxury as air conditioning, and in summer they can only rely on perseverance to fight against the scorching heat.
Fortunately, summer in Japan comes late and goes quickly, after all, the latitude is there.
He got up with the horse and took off his sweat-soaked pajamas, put on his usual home clothes, and left the bedroom.
In fact, he wanted to be shirtless, but now there are too many girls who are not relatives living in the Kiryu Dojo, so he can only endure it.
He came to the restaurant, opened the refrigerator, took out the barley tea and poured it mouth to mouth, finally cooling down his body.
Chiyoko patted him on the back: "How many times have I said it, don't pour it into your mouth! At least don't let your lips touch the spout! How can others drink like you?"
"Oh, there's not much barley tea left in this pot, and it will be gone when Ah Mao brings the newspaper back." He Ma waved his hands.
Chiyoko looked at the barley tea left in the pot, and agreed with Kazuma.
She reached out and touched another pot of barley tea in the refrigerator: "Well, the one just put in is not very cold. Just put it in the freezer, maybe it can cool down faster."
As she spoke, she took out the pot of barley tea and transferred it to the freezer under the refrigerator.
Hema put the barley tea he had just drunk into the cold snow area, and then reluctantly closed the refrigerator door—the air-conditioning in the refrigerator is so kind in a home without air conditioning.
This exclamation aroused his interest, and he changed the words of "In the Spring" and hummed: "... Back to a home without 24-hour air-conditioning..."
It happened that Qingliu entered the dining room while rubbing her sleepy eyes, and when she heard Kazuma humming, she subconsciously chorused with her instinctively.
When Kazuma saw that the harmony was coming, he changed the Chinese words into Japanese words while continuing to hum.
Chiyoko: "Tsk, I feel like if this continues, our family will become the kind of family in The Sound of Music."
Qingliu guessed that her brain hadn't started working yet, so when she heard "The Sound of Music", she switched seamlessly and began to sing the famous songs in The Sound of Music.
He Ma: "The Sound of Music you want is here."
"Can you understand me who started making breakfast for the whole dojo when I got up? I just want to have a quieter ear now."
Hema: "Qingliu, hurry up, change to the sound of silence."
"I can't sing in English." Qing Liuliu refused Hema's request, then opened the refrigerator freezer, took out the barley tea that Hema had just drank, and blew into her mouth.
and Ma licked his lips.
Qingliu gulped down the rest of the barley tea, and then let out the exclamation of "噗~ha~" that is often seen in beverage advertisements on TV, to highlight the taste of the drink.
He Ma: "I just drank that pot mouth to mouth."
Qingliu put the pot on the table, as if she didn't understand what he said, she yelled directly: "Xiaoqian, I'm hungry."
"Yes, yes, I understand." Chiyoko said and served the fried fish, miso soup and rice on the table.
Qingliu: "Is there no bread?"
Chiyoko inserted two slices of bread into the toaster and pressed the switch: "It will be ready soon!"
In 1981, the toaster was a novelty. In Japan, it was regarded as a representative of modern life, and almost every family had it.
The process of toasting bread in this toaster is actually very different from real toasting. It is generally used with pre-made semi-finished bread slices, and a real pastry chef will never admit that this bread slice is bread.
According to He Ma, who was deeply influenced by industrial culture in his previous life, traditional pastry baking is a handicraft industry, a bakery is a handicraft workshop, and a toaster is the crystallization of modern food industrialization.
With a "ding" sound, Hema's cheating rewards arrive in the account—no, the toast is ready.
Two slices of toasted bread bounced from the bread machine, and the fragrance of bread slices pre-sealed by the modern food industry immediately filled the room.
Qingliu came over to pick up a piece of bread, and kept blowing on it until it was so hot.
After finally getting it done, she shouted again: "Xiaoqian, peanut butter..."
Chiyoko put the peanut butter bottle and the peanut butter knife in front of Haruyuu.
Only then did Qingliu pick up the knife, shoveled the peanut butter with the knife, touched the slice of bread, and then stood there and started to eat.
As she chewed, she turned her eyes to the horse.
Then she looked at the empty jug on the table.
Qingliu's cheeks suddenly stopped chewing and froze.
"... You bastard! I told you that you drank the mouth!"
"Your delay is too high!"
Qingliu tried to wipe her mouth with her sleeve before she finished her sentence, but Chiyoko grabbed her.
"Don't wipe your mouth with pajamas, I told you so." Chiyoko said with a smile.
"Oh." Qingliu's arrogance just now disappeared all of a sudden, but she still didn't forget to give Hema a look.
He Ma silently decided to drink with each other tomorrow.
At this time, the porch door rang, and then came Amao's voice: "I'm back."
"His great aunt." He Ma responded casually, "Is there anything interesting in the news?"
Amao appeared in the dining room with today's newspaper, and put the newspaper on the dining table: "The Soviet army has started a large-scale mobilization. The situation is very tense now, and the NATO troops have entered a state of combat readiness. Master, is it going to war?"
"It should be a drill." He Ma said calmly.
He Ma is a crosser, knowing that this is the beginning of the Western 81 exercise.
Now countries don’t know that this is an exercise. They suddenly saw the Soviet Union deploying troops on such a large scale. The tanks and armored vehicles transported on the railway line can plow the entire Western European plain. Everyone thought that after the Soviet Union practiced in Afghanistan, they decided to try others. Own torrent of steel.
He Ma took the newspaper, and saw the sensational headline in the largest font size at first glance: "Nuclear war is imminent?!"
To be honest, it was quite interesting to witness the frightened shit of Western countries, so I read it with great interest.
Seeing that Master started to read the newspaper, Amao didn't bother anymore. He took a cup and put it on the dining table, then opened the refrigerator and freezer, and found that there was no barley tea, so he immediately turned off the refrigerator, opened the freezer, and took out the cup that Chiyoko put in it just now. Maicha poured a cup.
At this time, Qingliu was spreading peanut butter on the second piece of bread, and while she was spreading, she stretched her head to read the newspaper in Ma's hand.
"Will there be a nuclear war?" she asked.
"No. Just say it's a drill."
"You're not from the Soviet Union, how do you know it's a drill?"
"Judging by logic, the Soviet Union seems to be very strong now, but it will not be able to do so soon. First of all, it is now entering the electronic age. The Soviet Union is not good at electronics, and it will soon fall behind. Secondly, the Soviet Union's foreign exchange depends entirely on selling oil. I If the U.S. cooperates with OPEC to increase production and suppress oil prices, it will hit the Soviet Union hard at once.”
Anyway, it was a private occasion with only acquaintances, and Ma and Ma did not hide it, speaking very casually.
Qingliu: "Are all students from Dongdae so good?"
"Yes, the students of Dongdae are so good." He Ma said.
"Not really." Jinguji Yuzao entered the restaurant while dismantling Hema's table, "I'm also a student at the University of Tokyo, and I'm the student with the best grades at the University of Tokyo, but I don't understand these things."
Qingliu: "Hey, that's it, so these are all made up by He Mahu?"
He Ma: "Yes, I was talking nonsense."
Yuzao: "He's not talking nonsense."
Hema curled his lips, looked at Yuzao, and expressed his dissatisfaction with being continuously demolished with his eyes.
Tamamo: "He has a unique vision. If my family didn't focus on making dim sum, I would like to ask him about the future trend. By the way, if you have any insights on the future economy and finance, please tell Honami how
"Maybe it can be used to influence the decision-making of the Nanjo Consortium. If the Nanjo Consortium makes a profit, it should give you a lot of benefits."
Chiyoko was concentrating on her work, but when she heard Yuzao's words, she said directly, "Okay, brother, let's do it!"
He Ma also convinced himself, a younger sister who gets excited whenever she hears about money.
Could the money-greedy Amaru in "Ninja Rantaro" be created based on her
Tamazamo came to Chiyoko's side to help, and said, "You and Ma, go to school to show your face this afternoon. Although the professors know that you are a hero and lie in the hospital, it's not good if you don't show up all the time. Show your face and show your face. Submit the report and say no, you should be able to pass the first semester class."
He Ma nodded, indicating that he knew.
Qingliu: "Didn't you agree to visit Sakata's grave this morning? You won't accompany me?"
"Accompany, so Yuzao said to show up in the afternoon."
"En." Qingliu nodded, then wiped the peanut butter off her fingers, turned around and went to the locker to get two new slices of bread, and threw them into the toaster.
Yuzao: "Does Qingliu have any more food?"
"Yes! Just bread is not enough."
Kazuma looked at Seiryu who was sitting at the table and started eating fish and miso soup, and couldn't help but be speechless.
She is really good at eating.
At this time, Chiyoko also complained: "Qingliu is so delicious, the appetite is almost as big as the sum of my brother and Amao."
After drinking the water, Amao sat at the dining table honestly and read the newspapers that Kazuma had read. He raised his head when he heard Chiyoko's words: "Are there so many?"
He Ma: "Understood, Ah Mao, listen carefully, we will eat twice as much food in the future, and we must not lose to girls."
Amao smiled, did not answer, and continued to look down at the newspaper.
Qingliu stepped on Kazuma under the table.
Next, Chiyoko and Tamamo brought all the prepared breakfast to the table before taking their seats to eat together.
Fifteen minutes later, Chiyoko stood up: "I'm going to school."
"Go slowly." Yuzao waved his hand, and then began to clean up the dishes.
At this time, senior sister Gao Jianze appeared in a hurry: "Sorry, I got up late. Xiaoqian, please call me."
Senior sister Takamizawa needs to use her work at the dojo to cover the rent, so it should be her job to help Chiyoko prepare breakfast and clean up the dishes now.
Chiyoko: "I saw that senior sister, you looked very tired when you came back last night, so you didn't call out, you're fine. Ah Mao, let's go!"
Ah Mao finished eating the last grain of rice in the bowl, and then bowed to Kazuma: "Master, I am leaving."
"Learn and come on, feel free to ask us if there is anything you don't understand."
"Understood." Amao turned and left the restaurant.
Yuzao handed over the work of cleaning up the dishes to Gao Jianze, went back to the dining table and sat down, and glanced at Qingliu.
"Stop! Don't say that we are like a family of three!" Qingliu said loudly.
"How could it be? I'm only eighteen years old. A daughter as old as you must be a mid-thirties lady." Yuzao said with a smile.
"I always get the feeling that you've just pissed off the housewives."
As soon as Qingliu finished speaking, Mikako's loud voice came from the direction of the dojo: "Hema, Qingliu, here we come!"
Then, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, Mikako appeared.
"He Ma! Listen to me, my mother enrolled me in a driving school. I'm going to learn to drive this summer. I think I'll be able to get a driver's license before school starts in the fall!"
"Oh." He Ma was indifferent, he was also planning to learn a motorcycle and get a driver's license during the summer vacation.
"Hema, why are you so cold!" Mikako came over and hugged Hema's neck from behind, squeezing the back of his head with her pectoralis major, "If you want to use a car in the future, you can call me! I must have inherited her from my mother." driving skills!"
"When I am so poor that I want to rob a bank, I will consider letting you drive." He Ma said.
In fact, if you really want to drag racing, there is a god at Jinguji who can drive a van with a racing steering wheel, so Mikako probably won't be needed.
During the conversation, Honami also entered the restaurant, and said to Mikako with a smile: "Since you have to practice driving during the summer vacation, then going to our island villa for vacation doesn't count as you."
"Wait a minute! Kazuma should also learn motorcycles, so he shouldn't be counted!" Mikako protested loudly.
Qingliu finished the rice in the bowl, finished the miso soup, and just picked up the milk to drink, when she heard about the island villa vacation, she glanced at Hema and said: "With Hema's physique, go to the island with him If you are on holiday at the villa, you will definitely encounter a storm and be trapped on the island, and then you will encounter serial murders."
He Ma laughed loudly: "Is it true that there are dolls that correspond exactly to the number of us in that villa, and if one person dies, one doll will be lost?"
Honami: "Sea Island? The murderer is the first person to die."
Yuzao: "It's not necessarily true. It may be that the Christians are causing trouble. You may need to learn how to drive a boat and hit a big octopus."
Mikako put her arms around Kazuma's neck, resting her chin on the top of Kazuma's head, looking back and forth at the crowd: "Can you talk about something I can join?"
"Mikako, you are from the English Department of Sophia University. In theory, you should be the one who reads the most foreign works now." Kazuma teased.
Mikako sighed: "My teacher asked me to read English books. The latest assignment is to read Marquez's..."
"One Hundred Years of Solitude?" He Ma Miao answered.
"Have you seen it again? I finally have to pretend!"
He Ma originally wanted to directly recite the most famous opening sentence of One Hundred Years of Solitude, because it is so characteristic-by the way, many people also know this sentence from this book.
But considering that Mikako was very friendly to him today, he decided to give her the chance to pretend.
Mikako recited it in English: "Uh... when the colonel faced the firing squad, he recalled the afternoon when he watched the ice many years ago..."
He Ma laughed: "You can't even recite the first sentence."
"But I read it! I usually fall asleep automatically after reading so many words. This time I read it carefully!"
Tamamo: "Mikako also worked hard."
"It's over, she started playing immediately after you praised her." He Ma said.
"It won't be cool!" Mikako patted Kazuma, her tone already complacent.
Honami looked at Qingliu who was drinking milk, and started another topic: "Have you decided on Qingliu's school?"
"Well, starting from September, I will enter the elementary school affiliated to Beige's High School, and I will pay the tuition first." Hema glanced at Qingliu, "Next year I want to send her to a regular music high school, so I have to earn some money .”
Honami hesitated to speak, and finally just smiled at Kazuma: "Then let's do it."
He Ma knew that she must have wanted to pay out the money by herself just now, but considering He Ma's self-esteem, she didn't speak.
In fact, He Ma really wanted her to give the money away, and his self-esteem didn't matter. After all, he had dreamed of being taken care of by a rich woman in his previous life.
However, the persona of my life has already been established, so there is nothing I can do.
After all, not everyone can become a "Tiger of the Serious Crime Squad".
Fortunately, there is no other way. The producer Oikawa Houyi of Sony Music has already convinced the upper management of the company that they can start producing Qingliu and Kazuma's first collaborative single as soon as the funds are in place.
Akito Anno and Koji Okada can also earn some income.
Adding in the tuition fees of a few apprentices, he should be able to make up for next year's Dong University tuition and Qingliu's high school tuition.
So He Ma has a relaxed expression now.
Looking at his expression, Honami was obviously relieved: "Sure enough, nothing can trouble you Kazuma. By the way, when are you going to go to my manpower dispatch company to learn how to use a gun? Your PPK will be kept by the police It's been two months."
It was only then that Kato Ma remembered that he still had a gun in the evidence storage department of the Metropolitan Police Department. Police Kato from the Metropolitan Police Department promised that as long as He Ma went to a qualified place to receive formal training and passed the assessment, he would give him a gun. He has a gun license.
Originally, Ma and Ma had already said that they were going to learn guns, but when all kinds of things got together, they kept pushing it back.
My Beichen Yidao style is probably following the improved route of Sakamoto Ryoma, and there is a high probability that he will have the ability to use guns later. It is shameful not to get a gun.
"Wait for the summer vacation, it's only a few days away." He Ma said, and then he suddenly found that he seemed very busy this summer vacation.
Mikako over there is already counting on her fingers: "Hema, you have to learn motorcycles and guns during the summer vacation, and you have to go on vacation trips, write songs for Qingliu, and go to Okada-san and Anno-san to do animation ... Are you busy? Ah, I forgot, you are a ninjutsu master, just use the clone technique."
"There is no such thing as ninjutsu," said Kazuma.
"If you say no, then I have to doubt it!" Mikako said loudly.
Yuzao said with a smile: "The so-called avatar technique is actually a few ninjas of the same body dressed up in the same way, and it turned into a technique of avatar based on rumors."
"Danzi, you are here to destroy my fantasy again! Don't, leave me a little romance!" Mikako screamed.
Kazuma looked at Tamamo meaningfully.
Qingliu squinted at Mikako: "Could it be that Mikako is the kind of person who has always believed that the presents in the stockings on her bed were put by Santa Claus?"
"What are you talking about! How is it possible!" Mikako patted Qingliu on the head with a knife like a fan in the manga, "When I was twelve years old, I waited until Santa Claus came to deliver gifts, and then I found out that it was me Dad."
The restaurant suddenly fell into silence, only the sound of senior sister Gao Jianze washing the dishes.
Kazuma quietly raised his hand and touched Mikako's ear, it was really hot.
Yuzao: "Sorry for ruining your fantasy, I will seriously reflect on it."
"Ah! Don't be like this!" Mikako yelled, "Okay! I'm just a carefree idiot! Really, how did an idiot like me get into Sophia University!"
He Ma: "Of course it depends on your efforts. As a comrade-in-arms who reviewed together, I am very clear about this."
"What's wrong with you, Ma? Did you eat something dirty? Why did you start teasing me all of a sudden?"
Qingliu: "Monkey, your face is so red."
"I'm a monkey! Of course a monkey's face is red, right?" Mikako made a loud noise, as if thinking that this would cover it up.
Kazuma was about to continue teasing Mikako when he heard Honami clear her throat.
So he looked at Honami, and found that the girl had a serious face, so he became serious too.
The eyes of others also focused on Honami.
Because her line of sight was just blocked by Kazuma's head and Mikako's pectoral muscles, Seiryu had to poke her head forward, like a small animal spying on her.
Honami said with a serious face: "Everyone, I have discussed with my grandfather. During the summer vacation, apart from going to the island for vacation together, I will also live in the dojo at other times. Of course, I will pay the rent according to the small amount." The marked price of 1000 was given, as well as the food expenses."
He Ma: "You... are you aware of my financial difficulties, so come to share?"
"No, I just think that as a disciple of Master, I have been busy with other things in the past semester, so I should have time to learn more about being a human being from Master."
"What is the principle of being a human being?" He Ma repeated.
Jinguji Tamamo picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Mikako silently let go of Kazuma's neck, took a step to the side, and hugged Qingliu's neck.
Qingliu: "Go away, you've crooked my hairpin! And it's so hot!"
Hema clapped his hands lightly: "Okay! Then tell Chiyoko when she comes back from school, you can live in the room next to Qingliu."
Jinguji Tamamo continued to drink tea.
He Ma: "Now our dojo is more lively. Good things, all good things.
"Well, let's all eat. I think the morning rush hour is almost over. Let's go to visit Uncle Sakata's grave."
Mikako responded immediately: "Good! Although I have never met this uncle Sakata, he is an important person to Qingliu, right?"
Qingliu nodded solemnly: "Yes. Looking back now, although he and I have no blood relationship, in my childhood memory, he is just like my father."
"Then you have to sweep his grave properly." After talking with the horse, he stood up straight away.
Yuzao: "I have prepared a suitable tribute."
Honami: "I made white flowers with my own hands yesterday. Come on, Qingliu, go and change your clothes. I'll put them on for you after changing."
Tamamo picked up the teacup again and took a sip.
Qingliu said "I'm going to change clothes", and ran away.
Mikako: "I'll help Qingliu change her clothes!"
She also ran away after speaking.
Sitting at the table with the horse, I suddenly felt that I was not full, so I started to serve food.
Honami immediately took the rice spoon: "I'll do it."
He Ma handed over the bowl.
Yuzao: "Do you want to add some side dishes?"
"Ah, okay, come on." Hema nodded.
So Yuzao stood up, turned around and went to the stove to get food.
**
The cemetery of Shinsaku Sakata is actually on the seaside in Kamakura, and it takes a long time to drive.
Standing at the gate of the cemetery and looking south, you can see the sparkling sea and seagulls flying.
"This seems to be Sakata-san's hometown." Qingliu explained to Kazuma, "People in their fishing village will be buried here when they die."
He Ma: "Well, if you can return your soul to your hometown, you can count it as a fulfillment."
After saying this, a trace of melancholy flashed across his heart.
—When I died, I wondered if I could return my soul to my hometown and the fallen leaves to my roots.
—Probably not.
This emotion made Kazuma's expression extraordinarily solemn.
Seiryu was wearing a black sailor suit - which was very suitable for a funeral - wearing a white flower handmade by Honami on her chest, holding the tribute prepared by Tamamo, and walked into the cemetery.
The tomb of the Sakata family is quite easy to find. As a joint burial tomb of the family, the large tombstone is inlaid with photos of several generations of the Sakata family since they had the technology to take pictures.
There are still flowers in front of the tombstone, and it looks like someone has been there not long ago.
Qingliu came to the tombstone, opened the tribute box, took out the tributes inside and arranged them one by one, then folded her hands together and closed her eyes.
Kazuma stood behind Qingliu, looking at the photo inlaid on the tombstone.
To be honest, he didn't have a deep impression of Shinsaku Sakata, the biggest shock came from his big arms.
However, if it weren't for Uncle Sakata, I would have been shot that night—at that time, my attention was on Qingliu, and I probably couldn't avoid it.
Even if he survives this shot, the battle with Yamada will probably be terrible.
Therefore, at this moment, Kazuma sincerely sends his silent thanks to Uncle Sakata Shinsaku.
After a while, Qingliu opened her eyes and stood up, putting down her clasped hands.
He Ma: "Shouldn't you sing a song for him?"
"No, now... I'm going to cry in the middle of singing, and I can't show my true level at all. I'll talk about it later when I clear up my mood." After finishing speaking, Qingliu took a deep breath, turned around, and took Hema's hand, "Let's go Well, a new life is still waiting for me."
Hema glanced at the girls waiting at the gate of the cemetery and nodded: "Let's go."
After speaking, he took the girl's hand and walked towards the sea.