At the same time, Fukuoka International Airport.
Honami Nanjo stood with her hands on her hips, standing on the edge of the "normal slide walk 2-1", looking in the direction of the runway.
The chartered plane of the Nanjo Foundation was slowly taxiing over, and the taxi lights cast a layer of golden light on Honami's hair fluttering in the wind.
After the plane taxied into place and stopped, Honami jumped directly onto the ladder behind the passenger elevator car, patted the side of the ladder, and signaled the driver to drive.
The passenger elevator drove towards the plane and completed the docking accurately.
When the hatch opened, Honami was already standing in front of the door.
Then Qingliu hugged the two knife rooms, and Duanshi Qingyu appeared behind her back.
Honami looked surprised: "Why did you come here?"
"I told Xiaoqian that I would also like to attend Quan Zhenggang's class, and she asked me to come over, and she also asked me to bring you a letter."
Saying that, Seiryu took out a folded letter paper from her pocket and handed it to Honami.
Honami took it over and took a look. The letter said: "Send her back in three days. She still has a lot of exercises to do."
Putting away the letter paper, Honami glanced at Seiryu sympathetically.
Qingliu looked at her eagerly: "You don't want to send me back, do you? Just three days, let me play for three days!"
Honami sighed: "If you complete a set of papers I give you every night, you can play for five days."
"Okay, okay!" Qingliu nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "I'll do what I do!"
Seeing her like this, Honami asked, "Did Chiyoko put a heavy burden on you after you came back from the hot spring? How many hours do you have to read every day?"
Qingliu's eyes drifted away: "This... you live in the dojo too, don't you? You should know, it's quite long anyway..."
"Although I live in the dojo, I don't pay much attention to your study."
"That's right, you hang around with horses all day." Qingliu muttered.
"So how long does Chiyoko let you study every day?"
"Big, about ten hours?"
"This is about the same as the normal reading time!" Honami's voice suddenly increased, "I thought you were abused by Chiyoko."
"I, I'm stupid. Unlike you, I can still feel happy when I'm studying... Ah Mao said that I feel happy when I learn new knowledge, but I can't feel it."
Honami looked at Qingliu helplessly: "Let me tell you, even that Mikako is starting to find happiness in her studies."
"Your lie is too much, I won't believe it." Qingliu changed her timid attitude just now, and became more confident.
"Then you can see for yourself. Forget it, I also know that twisted melons are not sweet. Let me see if I can find a famous musician to write you a letter of recommendation."
Qingliu's expression immediately brightened.
But Honami immediately said: "But those musicians have to take care of their own face. They won't write a recommendation letter to someone who only got four points in Chinese. You must at least get seventy points or more in all subjects. They I will recommend it to you."
Qingliu's bright expression just now dimmed again.
"Seventy points... Can't sixty points be enough?"
"No. It's hard for me to talk to people when I'm sixty."
Qingliu gritted her teeth: "Even if I have such a good singing voice... can't you accommodate me?"
Honami scowled.
Qingliu immediately changed her mind after seeing it: "Okay, I know, I will work hard for 70 points! But I have agreed that I can play for five days!"
"Yes, it's done, but you have one set of papers every day for five days!"
"It's a deal!"
Honami stretched out her finger: "Come on, pull the hook."
Qingliu looked a little shy: "Don't use the hook, just like a child."
"That's because you are not yet sixteen years old, and you are not an independent civil actor and cannot sign a contract, so you use this method to form a contract."
"Okay." Qingliu raised her hand, stretched out her little finger to hook Honami's little finger, and then sang the nursery rhyme "Hooking Fingers" naturally.
If He Ma had seen this scene, he would have been "inspired" to copy a song like "Swear with Fingers".
Letting go of her fingers, Qingliu asked eagerly, "Where's He Ma?"
"He's shopping with Mikako."
"Huh? With that monkey? Why?"
"Because she won the bet." Honami explained in the most concise way.
"No, that's Mikako, you guys actually let her win." Qingliu didn't hide her shock at all.
"Mikako has been working hard recently, so it's reasonable to give her some rewards." Honami changed the subject directly, "Why did you bring your own sword?"
"Maybe the Juggernaut will give me some pointers when he's happy?" Qingliu said, adjusting the position of the strap on her shoulders.
Honami shrugged: "Let's go, let's go to the hotel first."
"Then we can see Kazuma tonight, right?"
"He lives with people from the Kendo Department of the University of Tokyo, and he will act with us only after the Kendo competition is over tomorrow."
"Oh, that's it." Qingliu pouted.
"Why, you're hungry and thirsty after only two days of seeing each other?"
"I don't have one! But look, I've been living with Kazuma since that incident, so, that, right!"
Honami laughed out loud: "That's right. He should be able to see it when he sends Mikako back at night. Let's go."
"good."
Honami led Haruyu down the passenger elevator and walked towards the SUV parked beside her.
Qingliu got into the car, looked at the plane through the window, and sighed: "I'm so old, this is the first time I've been on a plane with only me in the cabin, and the stewardess is always on call."
"Has Bai Fengfeng's daughter never been on a chartered plane?"
"No, I haven't been out of Tokyo very much. The last time I left Tokyo, I walked along the railway with Kazuma for one night."
"Well, then, Qingliu, you will become a singer in the future, and you will be able to perform all over the world. How about setting your goal at the Golden Hall in Vienna?"
"What the hell?"
"You, a singer, don't know the Golden Hall?"
"Well, I sing rock and roll, can rock and roll go to the Golden Hall?"
Honami looked up at the sky and shrugged: "I imagined Jimi Hendrix playing the guitar with his teeth in the Golden Hall, well, probably not."
"exactly."
While the two were chatting, the car started and drove along the lane in the airport to the exit of the control area.
On the runway not far away, a large four-engine passenger plane was slowly landing, and the roar of the engine came with the wind.
**
Kiryu and Ma waited for the people from Welfare Technology to start their performance, and before they knew it, their hands were already full of all kinds of food.
He sat beside the stone steps leading to the top of the hill, facing the stage in the center of the shrine square.
"This yakisoba bread is really good, much better than the ones sold at the canteen when we were in high school." Mikako stuffed the yakisoba bread into Kazuma's mouth.
He Ma took a bite and replied vaguely: "It's not bad."
"It's so perfunctory."
"Mikako, we didn't really come here to play."
"I know, but the enemy hasn't moved yet. Besides, people are made of iron and steel, so if you don't eat dinner, you won't have the strength, right? What if you suddenly faint from hunger when you fight later?"
"No, let's see how much you stuffed me first. I'm almost full, okay?"
"Oh, it's takoyaki, grilled flower branches, grilled sausages, grilled chicken..."
Kazuma interrupted Mikako: "Would you like to report the name of the dish?"
"Just report the name of the dish? Or what?" Mikako blinked, obviously she didn't know that the name of the dish was a Chinese cross talk term.
It's normal not to know, after all, Mikako just looks like a comedian, not really learning manga, let alone Chinese cross talk terms, she probably doesn't even know Japanese traditional manga terminology and jokes.
"Okay, I won't bother you to spy on the enemy. I'll eat it myself." Mikako stuffed the remaining yakisoba bread into her mouth in two bites, then snatched other food from Kazuma's left hand, eating happily .
Kazuma suddenly freed his left hand, and felt that it was a bit strange to maintain the posture of lifting food like this, but for a while he couldn't think of what to do with his left hand. He saw a pile of oil on his hand and wanted to wipe it off, but his right hand was still holding a piece of food. There's no room for piles of food...
So he glanced at Mikako and wiped her body with his left hand.
Mikako stared at Kazuma with wide eyes, and said regardless of the stuff in her mouth, "What are you doing? Ah! You put oil on me!"
"It's so good, it's also reflective." Kazuma looked at the bright spots he had just left on Mikako's chest muscles with satisfaction, "It looks even sexier."
Mikako stretched her neck, swallowed what was in her mouth, and then yelled at Kazuma: "You bastard, I thought you finally came to rub my oil, but you ended up rubbing oil on me!"
"Then I'll wipe it back."
"OK."
Mikako puffed up her chest after she finished speaking.
"You guy, you don't play cards according to common sense. Shouldn't you beat me and call 'dead ghost' at this time?"
"How did you win Honami and Tamamo by playing cards according to common sense?"
Kazuma shook his head, took out a handkerchief with his left hand, and wiped off the oil stains left on Mikako's body just now.
Mikako asked with a wicked smile, "How is it, how does it feel?"
"Let me tell you, if this was photographed by paparazzi just now, your career as a diplomat will be over."
"Gee, it's so dark now that you can't get a good picture without a flash. Did you just see the flash?"
Kazuma was about to share with Mikako the night photography skills he had heard from Hanaba Takashi's partner, when he suddenly saw Tamamo appearing not far away.
She took the Kopei candy, licked it and stomped it to Kazuma, and sat down while holding down her skirt.
"Did you find anything?" He Ma asked.
"My family doesn't have much influence here, and I have nodding acquaintances with large religious corporations, but this shrine is not considered a large religious corporation, and the property of the shrine is probably around 10 million."
Hema was startled: "Isn't that too big?"
"It doesn't count, you think that if the price of your dojo is not maliciously lowered, it will go up to 20 million."
He curled his lips with the horse.
Now when he mentioned the land price of his dojo, he wanted to sigh.
So what about the land price of 20 million yuan, what's the use if no one buys it.
According to the current growth momentum of land prices in Tokyo, Hema's assets will reach "a small target" in a short time, but they are all land deed prices and cannot be realized.
Worth over 100 million and still clinking poor or something, there must be something wrong.
Yuzao continued: "I chatted with the maiden in the sales window at the entrance of the social office for a while, and wanted to see the reaction of the people from Welfare Technology. It turned out that the other party didn't seem to know me, and several people were installing the equipment as usual.
"So I went straight up and asked what the equipment was for, and they told me it was a device to improve the acoustics of outdoor performances."
He Ma raised his eyebrows: "Why don't I believe this when people from Fufu Technology say it."
Yuzao shrugged: "After all, their physiotherapy device is an electric heating pad, which is a completely fraudulent product. It makes people doubt their so-called scientific research ability."
Mikako: "Do you still eat the roasted flower branch? Give it to me if you don't."
Kazuma held out his right hand in front of Mikako.
Mikako directly took the big pile of food in his right hand.
Tamamo: "Anyway, they're going to start soon."
Kazuma followed Yuzao's gaze and saw a group of girls in red and white singing and singing costumes coming out from the club office.
To be honest, the design of the playing costumes is really good. Compared with the clothes design of ordinary idols nowadays, it has made bold improvements and innovations while retaining the characteristics of the "witch costume". There are already those super cute ones in later generations The rudiment of the song suit.
But it's just a prototype.
There are some basic designs for future song-playing clothes, such as the half "phoenix tail" that is necessary for Idol Master and LoveLive's song-playing clothes, but this clothes does not have it.
At this time, He Ma suddenly realized that he could also be a guest costume designer. As long as he brought out the singing clothes from his memory, he might lead another wave of trends.
But now is not the time to think about such things, he waved away the sudden imagination of the future in his mind, and continued to focus on the things in front of him.
The girls who came out of the club went straight to the stage.
Many guests who were visiting the festival had already noticed them. Some tourists with cameras started to take pictures without saying a word, and the flashes flickered non-stop.
A total of five girls stepped onto the stage, four of them stood in a row with their backs to the audience.
And the girl with the flying crane pattern on her singing uniform stood in front and began to read congratulations to everyone.
Accompanied by the speech, the four girls behind her turned around and danced gently.
"The movements of the dance are adapted from the movements of Kagura Dance." Yuzao said in a low voice, "It's pretty good. These people probably hired a very good choreographer to be in charge of the dance adaptation."
Since Tamamo, who has danced Japanese dance for more than 300 years, said so, it must be true.
The first paragraph of congratulations has been finished, and the second paragraph begins, and the five girls sing.
Kazuma suddenly frowned, because his sensitive hearing caught a dissonant noise, which immediately gave goosebumps to his back.
"Did you hear that?" Hema looked at Yuzao.
"Well, it should be that those devices have started to work." Yuzao said seriously, "normal human ears should not be able to hear this sound."
Hema nodded, and was about to speak when he saw two furry fox ears popping out from the top of Yuzao's head.
"Tamamo! Ears, your ears!"
"Eh?" Yuzao looked surprised, "What ears?"
Suddenly, she came to her senses, raised her hands to touch the top of her head, and pressed the ears down.
"How did this happen? I didn't let my ears out!" Yuzao gasped as she said, "Part of my demon power is out of control! This is not an experiment that triggered collective kitsch at all! It is!"
Seeing that Mikako was also looking at her curiously, Tamamo stopped talking.
Mikako looked strange: "What is this? Why are you covering your head? Just now I heard He Ma talking about ears, what happened to the ears? And did you just say demon power?"
Damn, this guy is not stupid at this time.
No, she's never been stupid, she's just rather heartless.
Kazuma was about to fool Mikako when he suddenly heard a shrill howl.
The three of them looked in the direction of howling, and saw the huge furry monster tore through the bathrobe and was exposed to the lanterns of the festival.
Mikako: "Whoa, what's that? Easter egg show? That's great."
She clapped, and the others seemed to think the same, and started clapping.
Others took pictures with their cameras.
Then the huge furry monster smashed the person closest to him with a slap.
For a while, the audience was silent.
Kazuma heard Yuzao whispering: "I just showed my ears, the weak monsters and half-demons can't control the demon power."
Talk to the horse.
At this time, he heard Yuzao whisper again: "Science is really amazing, it seems that we are not far away when we are included in the category of science."
Um
He glanced at Yuzao and found that the big fox seemed quite happy.
Is Nima happy
He stood up with Ma, ready to ask Mikako and Tamamo to help organize the evacuation of the crowd, and block the out-of-control monsters by himself—
However, the five girls had already taken the first step and stood in front of the monster. Each of them held props such as charms and exorcism needles in their hands.
Huh