That night, He Ma had prepared to stay in a business hotel, but when he arrived, he found that it was actually a very nice hotel.
No, this is way beyond good.
He Mazhuo, the senior Huacheng who still maintained some sanity: "This hotel is too good, isn't it? It's much more advanced than my high school!"
Senior Huacheng put his hand on Kazuma's shoulder: "We are the Kendo Department of the University of Tokyo, think about where our OBs are now, even if they are seniors who have just graduated, they will directly become the management of the company after a few months of internship okay."
—It seems to be the case.
"So..." He Ma went straight to the conclusion, "We have a lot of money for our activities, right?"
"That's a lot. Especially this time, when the OBs heard that there was 'that Kiryu' in the department, they immediately donated generously."
As a veteran "Crusader Kings 2" player, He Ma thinks of the Pope when he hears the generosity - in the game, you can find the Pope to exchange piety and favorability for money, so that everyone has the impression that the Pope is like a cash machine.
Senior Huacheng continued: "Our minister also boasted to the seniors, saying that with Kiryu, he will definitely be able to win the Jade Dragon Flag this year, so the sponsorship of the seniors will be even more generous, and they all want their Kendo Club to be able to win the Jade Dragon Flag Ah. Especially the seniors in the Metropolitan Police Department."
——That’s for sure. The police internally value the level of kendo. The kendo department in college took the Jade Dragon Flag, and the graduates of Dongda University in the police system will probably follow suit.
"It sounds like Toda-senpai sold me for a good price?" Kazuma summed up another meaning.
Senior Huacheng gave him a thumbs up.
"You have to live comfortably in this room, or you will lose money." He said.
He Ma scratched his head: "Why don't you live in a house? It's a loss if you can live in it?"
"If I were you, I would go in and look through all the cabinets to see what can be used, and then use them all!" Toda-senpai suddenly regained the sovereignty of his body, raised his head and suggested seriously , "Brush your teeth three times tonight, and be sure to use up all the toothpaste provided!"
"That's too much, and it will give the hotel a negative impression of the students of Dongda." He Ma refused.
"No way!" Toda-senpai protested, "We are University of Tokyo students, do you understand, University of Tokyo! As long as we don't break the law, we are allowed to do anything. They will definitely say..."
Kazuma was still waiting for Senior Toda to express his opinion, but the senior just fell asleep on the shoulder of Senior Huacheng.
Senior Huacheng waved his hand: "Don't care about what he said, just do what you think."
and horse nod.
"Of course. First I'm going to take a bath. Is there a bathhouse in this place?"
"Are you joking?" Senior Huacheng shook his head. "In Japan, let me take a look at a hotel without a bathhouse? Even if you learn from American motels, you should also have a bathhouse in Japan."
"Okay, then I'll go to the bathhouse for a soak."
"There is a mixed bathhouse here." Senior Huacheng said mysteriously.
He raised his eyebrows with Ma.
The senior continued: "However, in mixed baths, you usually see aunts and old women."
"Why are you so clear?"
"Because I have been there." Senior Huacheng looked back on the sad past, "And the aunts who can go to mixed baths are basically the type who will stare at you, and they are not shy at all, which makes me feel very embarrassed. embarrassing."
He imagined the scene with the horse, and gave up the idea of going to the mixed bath.
"I'd better go to the men's soup."
"Maybe there will be a good-looking girl in the mixed bath tonight?" Senior Huacheng changed his tone again.
"No, I'm already tired of seeing pretty girls." He Ma said sternly.
Hua Cheng-senpai stared at Kazuma for a few seconds, patted him on the shoulder, and without saying anything, he helped Toda-senpai who was about to fall, and went to the room.
The other seniors had already entered their rooms. Everyone has been drinking a lot, and it is estimated that they have just slumped on the chairs in the room to sober up—or maybe just fell asleep.
He entered his room with Ma, and found that there was a remote control on the left wall of the room.
At first he thought it was the remote control of the air conditioner, but when he picked it up, he found that it was the electric curtain.
After pressing the control button of the remote control, the curtains were swiped open, and the lights of Hakata Port were impressively in the window.
It is indeed a hotel that OBs can only afford to live in after generous donations. In this era when telegraphs are still used to replace long-distance calls, there are electric curtains.
Hema remembers that he had never seen a remote control before buying an air conditioner in his previous life. The TVs were all knob-type, and he had to flick the knob to change channels.
When he was a child, he liked the clear sound of breaking the knob the most, and played with it all day long. Later, he accidentally broke the knob and suffered a lot of beatings.
Now he took the remote control, went to the window, sat on the recliner, and looked at the lights of the port area outside the window.
Suddenly He Ma felt that some kind of adventure should happen at such a time.
However, after listening for a long time, there was no unusual sound.
When I opened the window, I could only feel the ordinary night wind, with a little salty smell from the sea.
After sitting with the horse facing the night for a quarter of an hour, I felt bored and stood up. I took out the bathrobe and other toiletries provided by the store from the cabinet, and then took a change of underwear, put them in the basin, and went out. Went to the bathroom.
In the bathroom of this hotel, there are three door curtains, with male and female written on the left and right respectively, and the one in the middle has no words, probably a mixed bath.
He Ma Xin thought this was pretty good, in other hotels there was actually a curtain wall between the men's soup and the women's soup, and the top was connected, and you could hear the girls' fights.
This time I couldn't even hear this sound, only the movement of creatures of unknown gender in the mixed bathing pool.
However, there is no sister walking with Ma now, so there is no difference.
However, Hema's sense of hearing has been strengthened, so maybe there are still some sound benefits. It seems that it is not bad to use Xiaomeiquan as an ASMR in the bath later.
Humming with the horse, he went into the bathroom, put the clothes on the clothes rack, took the corresponding number plate and hung it on his wrist, and went straight to the pool.
Several people were already taking a bath in the bathhouse. Seeing Kazuma coming in, everyone's attention was immediately attracted by Kazuma's scar.
The few knife wounds on Hema's body were particularly obvious, but the scars left by the bullets on his stomach were not eye-catching.
This horrible scar, coupled with Kazuma's sinewy body, immediately caused the people in the bath to have a natural misunderstanding.
An old man stood up first and said loudly: "I've finished washing! Oh, I'm a little dizzy from soaking!"
Hema looked at the old man's skin that hadn't been soaked and discolored, and it was clear that the blood vessels on the surface hadn't dilated since he just got out of the bath.
"Old man, are you sure you have finished soaking?" He asked in surprise.
The old man nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Okay, okay, okay..."
Just as He Ma was about to say something, another pair of brothers who looked alike in the bath also stood up.
He Ma: "Have you finished soaking too?"
"Yes, we are ready." The two brothers looked young and strong, so they were not as flustered as the old man, and replied calmly.
Other people in the pool also stood up at this time, and walked out one by one, and the whole pool was emptied after a while.
He Ma touched the scar on his body.
The last time he stayed in this kind of hotel with a bathhouse, he booked it with Soni and was with the girls, so the deterrent effect of tendons and scars was not reflected.
The last time he stayed in a hotel with a bathhouse like this, he didn't have so many injuries.
That happened in Osaka, and Kazuma went back to Tokyo directly after he came out of the hospital, and didn't go to a hotel to stay.
Now He Ma looked down at the pile of scars on his body...
This looks a little scary.
Especially the scar left by Qingliu, now Hema looks at this scar, and suspects that he can save his life simply because the weather is not long enough, and if it is a little longer, he will burp.
Qing Liuliu, you are so ruthless, He Ma thought, when you become a national singer in the future, I will definitely use you to make a lot of money and get everything back!
**
Tokyo, Kiryu Dojo.
Qingliu was writing a small Chinese composition with a depressed face, when she suddenly sneezed violently.
After several sneezes, Qingliu deliberately didn't sniff the snot, and raised her right hand high: "I've got a cold, I feel bad, I want to rest!"
"It's just a few sneezes! What's wrong with you!" Chiyoko took out a handkerchief and wiped Qingliu's snot with her own hands. After wiping, she took the notebook in front of Qingliu.
"Come on, let me see how your essay is going."
Qingliu had a gloomy face.
Chiyoko finished reading the short composition carefully, and sighed: "I asked you to write about the cherry blossom trees in the yard, not to count how many branches the cherry blossom trees have."
"How can I write about it? It's just a tree." Qingliu argued, "If you plant another tree, then I can write about it. There are two trees in my yard, one is a cherry tree, The other one is a cherry blossom tree!"
Amao, who was writing quickly, suddenly raised his head: "Lu Xun? Are you reading it too?"
Chiyoko waved her hand: "Coincidence, coincidence."
After she finished speaking, she glanced at the notebook in her hand, and suddenly had an idea, so she handed the notebook to Ah Mao: "Look at Qingliu's essay, what's all this about!"
Amao took the notebook and glanced over it.
"It's a shame that you can count how many branches there are. When did you count them?" Amao said in surprise.
"When climbing trees with monkeys." Qingliu said.
"It's amazing." Amao said.
Qingliu glanced at Chiyoko and said, "You see, Ah Mao is very good! I'm very good!"
Chiyoko opened her almond-shaped eyes wide and stared at A Mao.
Then Amao continued: "I also changed my job badly, so I understand your current situation very well. It was very difficult to write the small composition at the beginning. I specifically asked Master for advice, and Master gave me a few tips... "
Chiyoko: "When did you ask my brother for advice?"
"As usual... He is my master! I don't need your permission to ask him for advice, right?"
"Eh?"
Chiyoko was stunned.
But Amao explained to Qingliu: "When you don't know how to start a small essay, ask yourself five questions: when, where, what happened, the cause and result of the incident, and what is the impact."
Qingliu: "The title is the cherry tree."
"It's the same, you can think about when you saw this cherry blossom tree for the first time."
"...I came here to play because I was dragged halfway into the muddle that day."
"Yes, then write this. Then the location is the backyard. What does this yard look like?"
Qingliu glanced outside: "Is it tattered?"
"Yes! Yes. A bleak yard. So what happened?"
"Banquet!" Haruu paused, "Miss Kannaka and Big Toda fought wine, Tamamo played the shamisen! I also played the guitar and sang!"
Amao clapped his hands: "Very good! That's great! After this incident is over, what do you think?"
Qingliu tilted her head: "I... am very happy, I want to do it again."
Amao: "Stop! Here I want to see this cherry blossom tree again, because seeing it will remind me of the banquet, so this is a small essay that can get a good score!"
Qingliu opened her mouth into an O shape: "Is that all right?"
"yes!"
"Amao, you know how to teach, even better than Chiyoko! Come and teach me!"
Chiyoko immediately frowned.
Qingliu slashed at her and stuck out her tongue: "Chiyoko will teach me, don't disturb Ah Mao, you are studying for the exam."
Amao nodded: "Well, indeed. The gap between the content of junior high school and the content of Kaodong University is too big. Teaching you can't play the role of reviewing for yourself, it's just a waste of time."
"Well, Amao," Chiyoko looked at him, "Qingliu should be much stronger than you. If you say her like this, I have no choice but to hit you if she is upset."
Amao: "Why did she hit me? Did I not provoke her?"
Chiyoko was at a loss for words for a while, and looked at Qingliu again, she had already begun to write furiously.
Chiyoko sighed and was about to give up when she suddenly noticed something written in Qingliu's notebook.
"Wait a minute! Qingliu, you can't just use hiragana to write a small composition!"
"Eh~ can't I? Then I'll change to Katakana..."
"That will make people think that you are writing a small composition in English!"
In Japan, writing a composition using pure pseudonyms is roughly equivalent to writing a composition in Chinese only using pinyin.
Kiryu Dojo, even if the brigade is not there for the time being, it is still very lively.
**
On Kiryu's side, he just sat in the bathtub after watching the pile of scars on his body.
As a southerner, Hema used to have no habit of bathing at all, but after traveling to Japan for more than a year, this habit has also been cultivated.
Speaking of which, Northeast people also like to take a bath. I had a roommate in the Northeast when I was in Ma University. When I came to the South for the first time, the whole freshman complained that there was no place to take a bath or scrub.
Later, this buddy couldn't bear it anymore and went to the bathing center, only to find that the South Bathing Center is a place where bathing is not a big deal.
On that day, He Ma saw the shock brought by the culture shock on the face of the Northeast buddy.
And this shock was obviously stronger than what the southern cockroaches brought to this buddy.
Soaking in the water with the horse, humming a little song, suddenly I heard someone entering the empty bathhouse.
"At this time, there is no one in the male soup?" The person who came in exclaimed.
Hema turned his head and said domineeringly: "Why, am I not human?"
After turning his head, Kazuma's eyes rested on the top of the newcomer's head.
Shinto no-mind flow level 21
The pure martial arts level doesn't matter to horses anymore, and he is confident to win if the difference is within 10.
The key is that this person has a unique entry:
Dayake Maru
The explanation is: the secret treasure of Mt. Suzuka exists.
This non-human explanation and the horse are used to it.
While He Ma was looking at each other, the other was also looking at him. Although his body was basically submerged in the water, the scars on his shoulders and chest were still clearly visible.
"The scars on this body," "Dayue Maru" said, "You are 'that Kiryu', right?"
He Ma: "Exactly."
The other party grinned loudly: "Hahahaha, I heard that you joined the Kendo Department of Tokyo University, so I knew that I must come this time with the Jade Dragon Banner! Gosho Noo Keijiro of the Great Kendo Club!"
He Ma: "The name is so long!"