I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

Chapter 366: at dusk

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He Ma carefully observed this modern imitation of the turtle back card, but there is no way to see it from the front.

So he asked Ota, "Do you have gloves?"

"There are! I always wear gloves when I go into the mountains to prevent cuts on my hands, and I'll bring you a few spare ones."

Said that the Lord God got up and went into the back room. After a short search, he came out with a pair of brand new gloves.

Kazuma finds the word Sumui Machinery on the glove.

"What's the situation with Chengjing Machinery?"

"Oh, this is where my son worked part-time in the town when he was in high school. He always wanted to buy a motorcycle. A country shrine like mine is enough to save his college tuition, so he can only buy it by himself. .”

It was only then that Kazuma remembered that he still had to take the test for a motorcycle driver's license, learn how to shoot and take a test for a driver's license, things that he had wanted to do for a long time, but he didn't do them until now, and Akito Anno didn't show up.

But in the end, there is probably no problem. Anno and the others should still be brainstorming and consuming investors' investment happily.

"Then this glove was used by the young master?"

"No, no, Cheng Jing-san will distribute a pair of new gloves to employees every year to replace the worn out old gloves, but most people don't change their gloves after one year of use. They just wait until the old gloves are worn out and can't be used. It's saved."

He Ma nodded, took the gloves and observed carefully.

These are coarse cloth gloves that have been stitched very carefully, similar to the labor protection gloves he was familiar with in his previous life. There is no raw edge or dust on the stitched place. It really looks like a new glove that has never been used once.

"This new glove is not good for me, is it?"

"It's useless for me to keep it. It will only increase my miss when I see it." God Master Ota showed a lonely smile. When the deputy minister promoted the tourism industry here, he also installed a telephone for the office of the shrine, and I asked someone to tell the boy the number, and he never called back."

He Ma's face became a little hot when he heard this.

Because he was such a bastard when he was in college in his previous life.

Naturally, one of the letters was not written, and the reason is very good: who still writes letters in the 21st century.

And the phone call is only made when it is necessary for living expenses—later Hema worked part-time to earn living expenses, so he didn’t even make this call.

Later, with the popularity of WeChat, my parents were drawn into the online society by technological progress, and Ma Cai re-established contact with my parents through Moments.

For every circle of friends in Ma Ma's life, the first person to like it must be dad or mom.

Because of the experience of the previous life, the traverser and the horse said to God Lord Ota in a sincere tone: "How about I go to Tokyo to look for him and persuade him to come back and have a look?"

"Don't bother you, he will probably come back when he gets tired." Ota-san said with a wry smile, "Just like 'Crazy A Yin'."

"The Story of Tonjiro" is indeed a Japanese national comedy. Even in this kind of valley, people know Ayin.

He Ma asked along the way: "There is no movie theater in this hot spring street, what do you think of Torajiro?"

He really just asked casually. After all, Japan is still a modern developed country. Even the villages and towns in this kind of ravines are far more advanced than the contemporary Chinese villages. There are no movie theaters, but there should still be machines for playing video tapes. The civic activity center of the public office.

But Ota-san paused, very imperceptibly.

The "future old detective" Kiryu Kazuma did not let go of this detail.

Although he didn't know the meaning of this detail yet, he still carefully kept it in his mind.

Hema remembers watching a Japanese drama called "Jizou 404" in his previous life. The old criminal policeman said that "99% of what the criminal police do is useless, but the remaining 1% is the key to solving the case."

In order to catch that one percent, everything that could be that one percent has to be written down.

That's what the police book is for, and everything that might be a clue is written in it.

He Ma is not investigating cases and cannot take notes in a notebook, but he believes in his memory.

After this imperceptible pause, Ota-san answered Kazuma's question: "The village government has a video recorder, which often plays the video tapes sent from outside. Every year, after Tojiro passes the release schedule, the video tapes will be sent to us. Come on, it is a welfare for remote areas promoted by the Ministry of Education."

It sounds a bit like the movie Going to the Countryside in my previous life.

Hema laughed and said, "I see, the Ministry of Education and Culture has really done a good thing by allowing people in remote areas to enjoy the latest cultural products."

"Yes, yes, I'm not saying good things about them because the shrine is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Education. They really did a lot of things."

At this time, Yuzao reminded: "Don't you want to look at the turtle card?"

"Oh yes." He Ma quickly put on his gloves, and turned over the turtle back card that might be evidence.

There is a strange pattern on the back, and Kazuma always thinks this pattern is a bit familiar—he remembered it with a slight frown. It seems that in Tezuka Osamu's "Three-Eyed Child", when the male protagonist Saura reveals his third eye, he will call There are similar words on the spear!

Yuzao shook his head: "This text is wrong, it looks like it was created by modern enthusiasts."

Hema took up Yuzao's words: "This should be based on the 'ancient characters' on Suile's gun."

"Sura..." Tamamo tilted her head, "Uh, Osamu Tezuka's manga?"

"right."

Yuzao immediately showed her contempt for the turtle card: "It's too unprofessional, and I'm also disqualified as a supernatural lover. If you don't understand the symbols of the Yayoi period, you can follow the Chinese oracle bone inscriptions, at least it's the same. Or use the Nordic Loen runes."

"Then what, is it too nondescript to use Loen runes?"

He complained to the horse.

God Lord Ota interrupted the conversation: "Wait what are you talking about? Is this symbol drawn from a manga?"

"Yeah, something made by a complete layman..." Kazuma suddenly stopped, "Wait a minute, does this hot spring street sell weekly comics?"

"Yes, convenience stores will buy them, but only tourists will buy them."

He Ma picked up the forged turtle card with his gloved hand: "In this case, this is not made by local residents, and the three-eyed child is a manga oriented towards juveniles, and young people like to read it..."

In Japan in 1981, manga covered people of all ages, and people often saw people reading manga magazines on the subway.

The Japanese manga industry has segmented the market for people of different ages. Manga for teenagers are generally published in various weekly magazines, so these weekly magazines are often named "Weekly Shonen XXX".

The comics for young people are placed in monthly and semi-monthly magazines.

There is a clear distinction between the two.

Boy-oriented comics often have a kingly blood line, emphasizing passionate friendship and victory, while love themes are basically sweet and youthful fairy tales, and occasionally criminal investigation themes are generally "Conan", which is a simple response to social issues. .

But youth comics are completely different. The range of themes covered is extremely wide. There are not only workplace dramas for adults like the "Island Farming" series, but also "Monster" and "Dragon Doctor", which directly attack the dark side of society and human nature. The theme of love in the works is also full of various elements of the adult world: cheating, extramarital affairs and so on.

Boys to comics are generally adapted into animations, and youth to comics are generally changed to live-action dramas or live-action movies. It was not until 2010 that this point began to change. The Rurouni Kenshin of the youth direction also changed to a live-action movie, while the Symphony Lover's Dream of the youth direction has an animation.

However, it is now 1981, and the difference between juvenile manga and youth manga is still clear.

Adults in suits and leather shoes take a copy of "Weekly Shonen XXXX" in the company to read, and they will be criticized by their bosses as too immature to grow up.

Conversely, if a child holds a monthly or semi-monthly magazine for youth, he will also be scolded by his parents.

Therefore, the person who made this turtle card is likely to be a college student standing on the tail of the age when he can still read the weekly magazine XXXX openly.

Kazuma raised his eyes from the turtle card and looked at God Lord Ota: "Besides the group of students from the Meiji University Fantasy Creature Research Association last year, have any young people groups visited this place in recent years?"

God Master Ota replied in seconds: "There are also you."

"Except for us."

"Then there is no more. Young people must be more willing to go to the beach. Last year, I heard from Mr. Watanabe that many college students would go to Hawaii for vacation."

He Ma thought this is not nonsense, it is normal for a family who can afford the tuition of Meiji University to go to Hawaii for vacation.

Of course, a few years after the signing of the Plaza Accord, Japan will enter the bubble era, and many Japanese will suddenly find that they can afford to go to Hawaii. At that time, Hawaii is full of Japanese during the tourist season.

Now it is very certain that this turtle card belongs to the group of people from the Fantasy Creature Research Association of Meiji University.

However, among people who are interested in fantasy creatures, is it normal for one or two to be interested in ancient divination

Kazuma put down the turtle card and said to Lord Ota, "Let us keep this box for now. It's too late today. I'll go up the mountain tomorrow to see if I can find any clues."

"Eh? You want to investigate? So it really..."

"No, I didn't suspect that it was homicide, I just wanted to check something that I was concerned about." Hema interrupted the altar, closed the box containing these odds and ends, and stood up with it, "Then we will Say goodbye first."

"Okay, have a good night's sleep." The Almighty also stood up.

After waving with the horse, he turned and left the living room, and sat down in the entrance to change his shoes.

The priest followed and said, "I won't send it to the entrance of the shrine. You two, be careful when going down the stone steps. Every year, people will sprain their feet on the stone steps during festivals."

He Ma: "When does the festival start?"

"A week later, people from the Tourism Promotion Association and the village office will come to the shrine to make arrangements tomorrow, and there will be many small stalls in the square of the shrine."

He Ma raised his eyebrows: "There are many small stalls? I'm afraid the whole hot spring street has come to set up stalls, so is there still anyone coming to play? Could it be that the stall owners visit each other to help each other?"

"There are tourists. In the past few years of tourism promotion, we still have a lot of people here during the peak season."

"So this festival really started after the tourism promotion started?" He Ma asked while picking up the second shoe.

"No, there used to be. There are not as many people now. People from several villages and even towns near the festival would come to play."

"Eh, will you?"

"Yes, there are very few entertainment activities in this rural area." Ota said in a self-deprecating tone, "It's like Lu Xun's "Social Play", people around will gather here."

He Ma didn't expect to hear the name Lu Xun here, and immediately felt the DNA move: "I don't know if I don't know, I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood."

"Oh, Lu Xun's poems for Xu Shouchang, as expected of a student of Dongda University, he can recite Chinese poems as soon as he speaks."

It was only then that He Ma discovered that he had memorized Chinese.

Immediately after he came to his senses, he looked back at God Master Ota: "The God Master is also very knowledgeable, you can tell which song I recited just by listening to it."

"It's just logical reasoning. I just mentioned Mr. Lu Xun. If you memorized a Chinese poem right away, it should probably be this one."

After thinking about it with Ma, there is indeed no problem in logic.

He put on his shoes and stood up, looking at Yuzao.

Although Tamamo didn't sit down, she changed her shoes.

"Let's go, God Master Sang goodbye."

"Goodbye." Lord Ota waved his hand, "Please let me know as soon as you find anything."

"I will." After talking with the horse, he went out.

He glanced at the social office first, Bozi was no longer there, the window for selling things was tightly closed, and the anti-theft iron bars were put down.

He walked towards the torii at the entrance of the shrine, and Tamamo's light footsteps followed behind him.

"What did you find?" Yuzao asked softly.

"I... still don't know what it is, but something is wrong. I always feel that this Ota-san is not "The Story of Torajiro" watched by the village lord."

"This place is not right?" Yuzao was shocked, "I think his pause is just a normal reaction when encountering unexpected problems."

"You think so?"

Kazuma looked back at Tamamo.

Tamamo has lived for so many years and was a mother in Yoshiwara, so she must be very good at reading people, and her opinions are undoubtedly worthy of reference.

"Yeah, when people encounter unexpected problems, they will be more or less dazed, but I support He Ma and you to stick to your own judgment. I don't know how to solve cases, and I don't have the intuition of a criminal police officer."

"Don't make it sound like I have one."

"You obviously have it. Didn't all the previous incidents be resolved with this keenness?"

Hema looked at Yuzao again, thinking that I also believed that those incidents were resolved by myself, but I am so unsure when you say that! Didn't you deliberately induce me

Is it possible that I've been eating hard food all the time? "You're teaching me how to do things"

Yuzao looked at Kazuma's expression and giggled: "Don't think too much about me. I used to have a lot of power and there are many things I can't do. Now I am just a little more knowledgeable and a little more mature. An 18-year-old girl."

"Your slightly, is it the scale of the universe?"

For the universe, 10,000 light-years are only "insignificant" levels.

Tamamo smiled even more happily.

At this time, they had passed the torii gate at the entrance of the shrine and began to descend the stone steps.

Yuzao patronized and smiled, stepped on the foot and didn't step on it firmly, her ankle was crooked, and her ankle was sprained.

He Ma grabbed her who was about to fall, but he pulled her into his arms.

To be honest, Hema suspected that this guy did it on purpose, but seeing her grinning in pain, asking "Did you do it on purpose" at this time was too unpleasant.

So he asked with concern: "How is it, can we still go?"

"Well, walking should be fine...but..." Yuzao glanced at the long stone steps in front of him.

"I'll carry you down." He Ma said, and then remembered that there was a plaster just bought from the shrine among the things he was carrying, "Wait, I'll put the plaster on for you."

Lord Ota said that the plaster is actually not that effective, but that the herbal medicine is mixed with mint and applied coolly to relieve the pain, which acts as a placebo effect.

But it's also better than nothing.

Kazuma supported Tamamo to sit down, and then took off the shoe on the side of her sprained foot.

Tamamo's feet are small, white and smooth with a hint of pink, and her nails are well-groomed.

The flesh on the soles of her feet was as soft as the balls on a cat's paw, and it felt similar to the touch.

Foxes should be of the canine family.

Kazuma squeezed Tamamo's feet like he was addicted to pinching the paws of cats in the cat cafe in his previous life.

"It's so itchy!" Yuzao patted He Ma's shoulder lightly, "You're really concerned about your sprained ankle!"

Kazuma then turned his attention to his ankles.

He is a kendo practitioner, and he has a lot of experience with sprained joints. Just check it out and you will know the general situation.

It seems that it is not as serious as Mikako, and it belongs to the kind that the pain will be greatly relieved by itself regardless of tomorrow.

"It's nothing." He said, then took out the plaster from the bag, opened the package, tore off a piece, and carefully pasted it on Yuzao's ankle.

Yuzao: "It's cool, and it's really comfortable. No wonder the villagers think this plaster is very effective, it relieves pain and has a placebo effect. After a few days, the sprain will naturally heal. remove."

Kazuma smiled, put away the things in his hand, then turned his back to Tamamo and squatted down.

Tamamo took off the shoe on the other foot, held it in her hand, and put her arms around Kazuma's neck.

After confirming with the horse that the person has carried his back, he stood up vigorously.

Tamamo suddenly smiled, and the wind blowing from her mouth caressed the horse's ear.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It suddenly occurred to me that when I started school at Dongdae University, it was the first time I wore high-heeled shoes. At that time, I thought that if I sprained my foot, it would naturally unfold like a romantic comedy."

"Damn it, you really did it on purpose, right?"

"No. I won't use such clever tricks to satisfy my selfish desires. He Ma, you should also be careful when descending the stone steps. There may be some problem with the design of the stone steps, which may make it easy to sprain your feet."

He Ma frowned: "As the head of spiritual affairs, shouldn't you say that this staircase is haunted by earth-bound spirits?"

"Most of the legends about the earth-bound spirits have scientific explanations.

"For example, last month's ghost magazine said that there was a resident of an old apartment who always heard children playing with glass balls upstairs. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he ran upstairs to protest, only to find that the apartment upstairs was empty. One resident moved out after the death of a child, and no one lived in it again.

"The psychic writer of the magazine insisted that this is caused by the earth-bound spirit. What do you think the truth is?"

Kazuma replied while carefully descending the stone steps: "Then the apartment is a reinforced concrete structure."

"Correct, one point for Kiryu."

In reinforced concrete buildings, the internal steel material will undergo elastic deformation due to thermal expansion and contraction, and then there will be this kind of sound like a child playing with glass beads.

Before—no, 1981 means "now".

The current buildings have not considered these, so there is basically this problem, especially at night when the heat absorbed by the building during the day is released in large quantities.

New buildings in the future will consider these issues together, leaving room for deformation, and this phenomenon will not be obvious.

Tamamo whispered in Kazuma's ear, "Hema-kun, you are also one of the murderers who killed Zashiki Doji."

"It's dead, the weirdness is really vulnerable." He Ma teased, "The reason why you still exist is because everyone subconsciously still hopes that the white-haired vixen exists in the world?"

"Maybe."

The corners of Hema's mouth rose, and his steps down the stone steps became more brisk.

Tamamo lay completely behind his back.

Different from when he carried a certain monkey just now, every nerve in the back of the horse is active this time, turning the soft touch into bioelectricity and chemical substances between synapses, and sending it back to the brain.

Suddenly, Yuzao whispered in Hema's ear: "Hema, how does it feel to pinch my leg?"

"Why did you ask the same question as Mikako?"

"Ah, I was preempted, and Mikako should not be underestimated."

Hema laughed without saying a word, and pushed up Tamamo's body with both hands.

After walking a few more steps, Yuzao said again: "If I suddenly show my original shape now, you and Ma will be crushed directly."

"How much does your prototype weigh?"

"Hmm... maybe a little lighter than the Maus?"

"That's too heavy!" He Ma dutifully complained.

It can make Yuzao laugh like a silver bell, there is no reason not to vomit.

The two chatted about it like this, as if the foggy incident last year never happened at all, and they were just two carefree college students who simply came to travel.

Walking down the last stone step, He Ma breathed a sigh of relief, and before he could speak, Yuzao slipped off his back by himself.

"I can carry you to the hotel." He Ma said.

Yuzao wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, and said with a smile: "Forget it, you see that you almost turned the barley tea you drank at the Lord's side into sweat. This plaster is more useful than expected, I can do it Go away by yourself!"

As he spoke, Tamamo threw the shoes in his hand to the ground, supported Kazuma's shoulder with one hand, and bent over to put on the shoes.

Kazuma looked at Yuzao, and now the front of her clothes was completely drenched with sweat, obviously it was Kazuma's sweat.

Through the dress that has become translucent, Kazuma discovers the swimsuit that Tamamo is wearing underneath.

"You, you also want to climb the mountain to soak in the hot springs on the mountain, right?"

Yuzao smiled and said nothing.

Kazuma sighed: "Everyone has brought their swimsuits, we really have to give them a chance to wear them. How about we go to the mixed bathing pool to have a swimsuit party at night? If we put Mr. Huashan at the entrance of the bathing pool to keep others from entering the mixed bathing..."

"He Ma, you are getting more and more used to commanding Mr. Huashan. But this seems to be good."

As soon as Yuzao finished speaking, Dvořák's "Self-New World" sounded.

Kazuma looked up at the loudspeaker in the village office where music was being played, and found that many crows landed on the top of the loudspeaker, completely implying that they hadn't taken off, as if they had gotten used to the sound of the loudspeaker.

The particularly huge crow I saw before going to the shrine just now was not among the crows.

He Ma turned his head and looked into the distance, the setting sun coated the mountains with orange red, and Dvořák's tune echoed in the empty fields.

The chirping of cicadas disappeared at some point.

Yuzao suddenly said: "At dusk, this period was called the time of encountering demons in the past."

He Ma: "Please, this scene is already supernatural, don't add any more supernatural elements."

If you add more supernatural elements, Ma and I will copy the classic soundtrack of "X" file!