In the middle of the night of the same day, Takashi Hanaba came out of the Kiryu Dojo and went straight to Banqiao District.
Itabashi District is one of Tokyo's industrial districts, with a large number of factories, and R&D facilities of some enterprises are also set up here.
Japan's latest development plan is gradually transferring factories in Tokyo's 23 wards to surrounding satellite cities such as Hachioji, but this plan has just begun to be implemented.
There are still a large number of factories in Banqiao District. These factories are producing day and night, and workers work in three shifts to keep the machines running all year round.
In Banqiao District at night, there are bright lights everywhere, but they are not neon lights, but industrial spotlights. The whole area has a mechanical texture, full of cyberpunk meaning.
The same scene will appear in the industrial suburbs of China's coastal cities in a few decades.
Hanabang Takashi drove his own scooter into a small factory with dark lights.
The small factory is built against a small four-story building. The small building is brightly lit, and the convenience store on the first floor, which is open to night shift workers, is still open.
Hanafang Takashi got off the motorcycle, locked the car, found the side door of the small factory with ease, and knocked on it.
The next moment, an old xenon lamp that was bought from nowhere was turned on, illuminating Takashi's face.
At the same time as the light was turned on, the indicator light of the closed-circuit television on the upper right corner of the iron gate was on, and the camera was aimed at Takashi Hanafang.
Then the iron door clanged open.
Hanabang Takashi pushed the door in, and locked the door.
The factory building is full of mechanical devices and various jars. The second floor of the duplex structure is lit, and people can be seen busy on it.
The flower house Takashi said loudly: "I haven't seen you for a few months, and the sundries here have increased."
"Be careful, there are some things in these jars that are not friendly." A slightly tired voice came from the second floor.
"No matter how unfriendly, can it be more unfriendly than people's hearts?" Takashi Hanabou joked.
"That's really not possible, but it's still okay to hit you hard." The voice on the second floor replied, "Come up. Let me see what trouble you have caused me again."
Hanfang Takashi smiled and walked upstairs. When he reached the second floor, he saw a pale middle-aged man sitting behind a long table.
"Damn it," he said, "you look like a vampire, as if you'd turn to ashes in the sun."
"Maybe it's true." The middle-aged man replied.
Hanaba Takashi laughed, and sat opposite the middle-aged man across the long table.
When he sat down, he smelled a strange smell: "What is this smell?"
"What else can it smell like? Don't you know what kind of factory I am here?"
"Can fake wine still have this taste?"
"No, this time it's a fake washing powder. One bag is mixed with two-thirds cheaper materials, but it doesn't affect the foaming. In fact, I tested the things I mixed, and the foaming was stronger than the genuine ones, but it's washing powder. Unclean stuff."
Takashi Hanabou couldn't help laughing: "Doesn't more foaming mean stronger washing ability? The popular science books I read anthropomorphize soap bubbles into fighters fighting stains. If there are more fighters, they won't be able to wash cleanly?"
"What kind of children's picture book are you reading? It can't be considered real." The middle-aged man waved his hand, "So what trouble did you give me? Let me explain first, I don't do the work of disposing of corpses. It's called 'cleaning the house'. But recently, the police have begun to introduce a kind of lamp, even if it is extremely diluted blood, as long as there is a little bit left, it will fluoresce when illuminated."
"Who do you take me for?" Hanabang Takashi was shocked.
"I think you will get involved in this kind of thing sooner or later." The middle-aged man shrugged.
"Don't be kidding, I'm looking for you for a serious business, please help me find out what this thing is made of." Hanafang Takashi took out the blue pill he got from Kazuma, and threw it to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man grabbed the pill and put on his glasses to observe carefully.
"Stained cod liver oil?" He said his first thought.
"It would be great if that's the case. This is a nutritional supplement that has become very popular in the entertainment industry recently. It is said that after taking it, it can help improve acting skills."
The middle-aged man frowned: "Improving acting skills? I've heard that drugs can improve concentration and explosive power. This is the first time I've heard of improving acting skills. Isn't that something that can be done by focusing?"
He stood up and walked to his workbench with the pill in hand.
"Is it okay if I destroy one first?" he asked.
"No problem." Hanaba Takashi waved his hand.
The middle-aged man came to the instrument, took a pill and put it on the glass slide, poked it lightly with tweezers, and squeezed the liquid inside onto the glass slide.
While working, he continued to say: "I have heard of the use of stimulants in the entertainment industry to increase the excitement, but the effect is not good, because sometimes it is easy to use too much force when you are too excited. In addition, actors use anesthesia to relieve tension. Stress is not uncommon."
Hanaba Takashi said: "I know all these things. I am the entertainment reporter of Fangchun Weekly. No one knows the filth of the entertainment industry better than me. However, if you have actual evidence that a certain famous person uses anesthetics, I will publish it." Buy at a high price."
"Don't make up your mind on your old friend." The middle-aged man sighed, "I really doubt that you will be short of material in the future, and will stab me out."
"Impossible, our journal does not report on the lives of down-and-out chemists."
"Your words hurt me a little."
"Are you still afraid of this kind of harm now?" Takashi Hanabou joked.
The middle-aged chemist showed a helpless smile: "Damn it, if you keep humiliating me like this, maybe I will be cruel and go to make that thing."
"Then I'll report you to the Anesthesia Management Section, and you will receive a bonus based on the kilograms found." Takashi Hanabou said nonchalantly.
The two chatted without saying a word. After about 30 minutes, the middle-aged man said with certainty: "This is a nutritional supplement."
Hanaba Takashi was shocked: "It's really a nutrient? You didn't lie to me, did you?"
"Really, vitamin ABC, a little bit of B2, and some amino acids, all harmless things."
"What about addiction?"
"Not at all. Unless you tell me vitamin C is also dependent. However, I seem to be a bit dependent on vitamin C lately..."
Hanaba Takashi interrupted his old friend's thoughts: "Look at the other one."
"Fine."
After a while, the middle-aged chemist shook his head: "This ingredient is the same as the other one. If it contains zinc, I can still say that it has the effect of nourishing the brain. Now this ingredient is impossible to improve acting skills anyway. Where did you get this?" Things, you won’t be cheated, right?”
Hanaba Takashi shook his head: "Impossible, the source of this thing should be reliable. This should be the medicine that can improve acting skills that is circulated in the entertainment industry. Let me call."
"There." The middle-aged man pointed to the telephone hanging on the wall.
Hanabang Takashi immediately went to pick up the receiver, and then he complained: "Why are you still using a rotary phone?"
"I like the sound of the turntable turning back, what's the matter, can't it?" the chemist replied.
Hanaba Takashi shook his head, and patiently finished broadcasting the phone number.
There was a bell ringing over there, and after three rings, Kiryu and Ma's voices came from over there: "Moses, Moses?"
"It's me, Hanaba Takashi, the test results are back. The pills you gave me are some vitamins and harmless amino acids."
"Really or not." Kiryu and Ma said suspiciously on the phone.
"I'm also surprised, but the brother who did the test is an acquaintance of mine, and it's reliable. Either you were fooled when you took the medicine, or there's another secret to this thing."
Tongsheng and Ma were silent for a few seconds, and responded: "I remember those guys who cheated when I participated in the Jade Dragon Banner in Kyushu... It's okay, I'll explain it to you when you come over."
"Wow, don't be like this, always setting up FLAG like this will come true one day."
"Then I will repay you twice."
"But then I can't be resurrected. I still have my ideals in life... What are you laughing at? I really have ideals!"
Kiryu and Ma: "Let's talk when we meet, that's it."
After speaking, the phone was hung up with a busy signal.
The chemist glared at Hanabang Takashi: "The one on the phone, you don't want to say it because you are worried that someone is eavesdropping? What did you get into? Damn it, don't bring me in. There is a public phone booth when you turn left when you go out. ! You use my landline to call..."
Hanaba Takashi grinned: "Now you are in the same boat as us."
After speaking, he took out an envelope from his pocket and threw it on the table: "The test fee. I'm leaving first."
"Wait a minute! You bastard, tell me what ship I'm on!"
"An ordinary boat is the kind that will be overturned by the big waves of the times at any time." Takashi Hanabou waved his hand and went down the stairs without looking back.
His leather shoes made a crisp sound on the floor of the stairs.
The chemist asked: "Then at least tell me who the enemy is, and let me know if I die!"
"Welfare Technology!" Takashi Hanabou left such a sentence, opened the iron gate of the factory and went out.
The chemist looked at the door he didn't close, and frowned slightly: "Welfare technology? Isn't that the one selling physiotherapy equipment? What danger can they have?"
Outside the iron gate of the factory building, there was the sound of a motorcycle starting, and the rumbling sound quickly disappeared.
**
He Ma put down the phone, frowned and rested his chin, lost in thought.
That medicine is really a vitamin...
The fellows trained by the welfare technology they met on the Yulong Banner seemed to be eating vitamins, but they thought they were stimulants.
Welfare technology has been able to use psychological hints to add buffs to people at will
It doesn't make sense.
He Ma followed the guy named Su Gu on the Yulong Banner. Obviously, he not only used the vitamins provided by Fufu Technology, but also often participated in the training of Fufu Technology.
But I didn't hear from Ninan Licai what kind of training class her mother asked her to go to.
It seems that this matter has to be dug deeper to see the truth.
While Kazuma was thinking, Chiyoko came over from the kitchen, stood at the junction of the entrance and the corridor, and asked worriedly, "Who is calling?"
"Our big reporter. The pill is just an ordinary nutritional supplement. I suspect that it may be effective in conjunction with other activities of Welfare Technology."
Chiyoko blinked and blinked: "Brother, you are like a criminal police investigating the case. Why don't you just drop out of Tokyo University and become a criminal police officer? Anyway, brother, you want to go to the scene instead of sitting in the office?"
He curled his lips with the horse.
After graduating from Dongda University and then passing the first-class civil service examination to enter the Metropolitan Police Department, there is indeed a high possibility of becoming an administrative staff sitting in an office.
And college dropouts went directly to the police station to work from inspections, and it is certain that they would often go to the scene.
But directly rising from the patrol to the top is at the level of the Shiratori Police Department.
He Ma: "Are you sure? After graduating from Dongda University, you will be paid by the police department. The salary is 8 million a year. Small patrols are much less than this."
Chiyoko sighed: "That's right... I have no money! Why didn't I agree to sell the dojo at the beginning! It's so broken, I won't make money if I keep it, and I have to pay property taxes!"
In fact, real estate tax is a popular term. The correct term is fixed asset tax and urban planning tax.
The fixed assets tax is 1.4% of the total estimated value of land and buildings, and the urban planning tax is 0.3% of the combined estimated value, which together have a tax rate of 1.7%.
Hema’s current real estate tax for the dojo plus yard is estimated based on the average price in Tokyo. If it is based on the previous developer’s valuation, Hema will be directly cold.
Even if it is based on the average price, this is a tax of hundreds of thousands per year.
Because of the high property tax in Japan, even the "rich" who earn hundreds of millions of yen a year like famous baseball players still rent houses in Tokyo, and buy houses in remote places or hometowns after retirement. —Because land is cheap.
Chiyoko sighed and said, "Brother, do you know that when I am in class, the girls talk about boyfriends and cosmetics all day long, and I can't get in at all. My mind is full of annuities, taxes, Utility bills and what kind of fish to eat tonight."
He Ma thought to himself, now we can still worry about what fish to eat tonight, when we are fifty or sixty years old, the fish in the water should not be eaten because of nuclear radiation, and then we can tell our grandchildren how good fish is Eat them to death.
Chiyoko: "I also want to spend every day like an ordinary girl."
He Ma: "You can also talk about boyfriends with your girlfriends."
"How can I!" Chiyoko sighed again.
He Ma was shocked: "No?"
"No la!"
"Then what is Amao?"
"Brother, you are so noisy! Ah Mao is now a critical moment for sprinting, so don't let him be distracted." Chiyoko said resolutely, "For this reason, I have to keep an eye on those women with malicious intentions!"
Of course Kazuma knew who Chiyoko was referring to, he scratched his head: "Nichinan probably don't have to worry, I don't think she is interested in Amao, she just pretended to be interested to tease you."
Chiyoko: "Really, I don't believe it."
Share your arms with the horse, don't argue with Chiyoko.
Chiyoko suddenly said, "By the way, bro, are there any of your senior brothers who have become tax actuaries?"
"Yes." He Ma recalled for a while, but he didn't think of a specific person, but the Dongda University has graduates all over the three circles of politics, business and finance, and there must be tax actuaries. "Why?"
"Of course I asked him to give us a tax avoidance plan! If it's a senior brother, he shouldn't charge money if he thinks about the friendship of the same family?"
Chiyoko's eyes were already sparkling, and in the cold winter air, her fiery gaze made people feel a little bit of warmth.
There are professional tax actuaries in Japan who will undertake the commission to help people formulate tax avoidance plans-this job is a bit like what the protagonist Andy in "The Shawshank Redemption" did in prison.
For example, under the guidance of a tax actuary, some cartoonists count the cost of purchasing comics and books into the consumption of materials, so that the net income on their tax returns will be reduced, and the income tax they have to pay It is greatly reduced.
It is said that some cartoonists wanted to count the money they lost playing mahjong into the material cost, but failed, so they had to suspend publication for a long time to reduce their income to avoid taxes.
It's just rumored.
Kazuma seriously considers Chiyoko's suggestion: With Kiryu's family's income level now, it is obviously not worthwhile to hire a tax actuary to avoid taxes, and the tax avoided may not be as good as other people's commissions.
But if there is a brother who can help for free, it is pure profit.
As expected of my younger sister, her attainments in wool gathering are getting higher and higher.
Chiyoko: "If my brother doesn't have such a brother, we can borrow an accountant from Honami. Honami will definitely not ask us for money."
... As expected of my sister!
Chiyoko clapped her hands: "Okay, that's the decision. I'll tell her when Honami comes over tomorrow."
He Ma: "Okay, you tell her directly, and I won't join."
"That's right, bro, don't dawdle, go and teach Ah Mao how to read!"
"It's not that you wait for me. Although I am a college student and have a lot of free time, I still have to write a report. Now it's the end of the semester..."
Chiyoko involuntarily came behind Kazuma, pushed him forward, and said as he walked, "Then you write next to Ah Mo, and when he has no questions for you, you write, who won't let you write."
"No, you haven't become his girlfriend yet, why are you turning your elbows out?"
"Leave me alone!"
"Let me tell you, I'm not happy if you say this. If I'm not happy, I won't nod on your marriage. If he wants to take you away, he will beat me..."
"Brother, why are you like this! You, the successor of the sword master, the hero of Osaka, the prince charming and savior of Shiramine Seiryu, the nemesis of KGB, and the animal trainer of Mikako, why are you so fussy?"
Kazuma: "You're missing a Kalixi from Kagoshima."
"What the hell is Kalixi! Forget it, Kalixi from Kagoshima, the natural Lixinliu teacher who doesn't understand the natural Lixinliu, is it all here
"You have so many titles, how can Ah Mao beat you? Either you just say that you don't want me to marry, then I won't marry, but look, my sister-in-law is at home all day, you and your future sister-in-law It's not convenient, is it?"
He Ma shook his head: "No, I think it's very convenient. Anyway, if you turn your elbows outward like this, I will block you as the head of the house in the future. You don't want to get married without the blessing of your family, right? When the wedding comes, How embarrassing it is that a relative on your side is not here!"
Mikako: "Then Amao doesn't have any relatives anymore, it seems there is no difference."
He Ma raised his eyebrows—ah, yes, Ah Mao only has a mother whose life and death are uncertain, and it is estimated that she will never come back.
Wait, then am I not equivalent to Ah Mao's father now
Kazuma showed a thief's smile to Chiyoko: "I suddenly remembered that I am now A Mao's guardian. That's easy, I won't agree with A Mao to marry you!"
Chiyoko took a deep breath: "You...well, brother~ you can concentrate on writing the report, do you want to have some supper that nourishes the brain?"
Looking at the smiling Chiyoko, Kazuma suddenly felt a chill: "Don't be like this, I can't stand your sudden change."
But Chiyoko still maintained her delicate smile, and hugged Kazuma from behind: "Brother, I think you like the way Mikako hugs you from behind. Now that Mikako has gone home, does it feel cold behind her? It's okay." , sister, I will take on the responsibilities that sister Mikako cannot do!"
He Ma: "Stop! Don't do this! If Takashi Hanabou sees this scene, he will be very happy to send us to the cover of Fang Chun, the weekly magazine!"
"Hanabang-san is very Assassin, just like you, brother, assassin, you definitely wouldn't do this." Chiyoko played vigorously, rubbing her nose against the horse's back.
At this time, there was the sound of something falling from the stairs leading to the entrance.
Kazuma looked up and saw that it was Senior Takamizawa who was going downstairs to fetch water with a water glass.
Her water glass fell to the ground, and she stared at the Kiryu brothers and sisters dumbfounded.
Chiyoko bounced off Kazuma like a spring: "No! I'm just kidding with my brother!"
Sister, is there any difference between your explanation and the three hundred taels of silver here
Senior sister Gao Jianze picked up the cup, said "I didn't see anything" and slipped away.
Chiyoko blushed, and then slapped Kazuma hard: "It's all your fault, brother!"
"Why do you blame me? To be reasonable, I have stopped you!"
"You won't let me and... ah, I won't talk anymore! It's all your fault anyway!" Chiyoko ran away covering her face.
He Ma looked at the direction in which she was fleeing, and spread his arms.
Forget it, write the report.
**
The next day, He Ma did morning exercises as usual.
Since Amao turned down all part-time jobs, he will also do morning exercises with Hema, and only go to study after the end.
This is also one of the few opportunities to talk to Ma besides teaching him to solve problems.
This morning He Ma decided to fight his apprentice after a long absence.
Holding the bamboo knife with the horse, he didn't move, but asked: "How is the review situation recently? Are you sure about the national entrance exam?"
If you don't pass the national entrance exam, you won't even be eligible to enroll in the recruitment exams of various schools. So this is the first difficulty for those who want to take the entrance exam to Dongda University.
However, for those who set their goal at the University of Tokyo, the national joint entrance examination is basically equivalent to a formality.
But Amao is different. It has only been two years since the prodigal son of Amao turned back. Before that, he hadn't been studying at all.
In the era of loose education, two years may be enough for a bad student to become a top student from scratch.
But now is the Showa era, and the Japanese education sector has not been fooled by the United States to start loose education.
Amao showed a confident expression: "For the entrance exam, it's not a big problem. But..."
He Ma suddenly attacked Amao.
Of course, because it was a practice under the rules of kendo, Kazuma still shouted out the target of the attack: face!
But Ah Mao's block was still a step too late.
Xian Ge of Hema Zhudao nodded on the bridge of Mao's nose: "You are afraid. You still can't forget the results of the last national simulation, right?"
Amao bit his lip, then nodded.
"You should know," He Ma withdrew the bamboo knife, "I also got a C to judge this matter before the exam, right?"
"That's the Jidao gang..."
"How can you be sure that it wasn't done by Jidao this time?" Hema interrupted Amao, "You can't be sure? So, that was done by Jidao, and it will be like this from now on. You don't have to If you want to settle for the second best, apply for a school of your choice that has already received a B judgment."
"But that's better than..."
"There is an old saying in China," He Ma interrupted Amao again, "If you want to get it, you must seek it."
He finished speaking in Chinese, and then explained: "It means that if you want to achieve goal A, you must pursue higher-level goals. If you choose another school where you can get a B judgment for stability, say Maybe you won’t even be able to get into that school.”
Ah Mao nodded vigorously: "I understand."
Kazuma attacked again, this time the target was Ah Mao's arm, he didn't call out to remind him, and at the same time increased the speed of the sword to the fastest.
Amao chose to cut down, but the speed obviously failed to keep up.
Kazuma's bamboo knife let go of its strength before touching A Mao's arm.
He Ma: "No, this is not the sword of a legal knight. Sure enough, it is right to practice against you. There is a big problem with your mentality."
Amao looked up at Kazuma: "Master, I..."
"Let me say one more thing, you don't have to think about enrolling in a private school as a guarantee while taking the entrance exam to Dongda University. I can't afford the private tuition, absolutely can't afford it."
National universities all recruit on the same day, and in principle, only one can be selected—unless candidates know the technique of shadow avatar.
So if you want to choose another school to guarantee the bottom line, it must be a national school and a private school.
Amao nodded solemnly: "I understand."
He Ma: "Since you understand it, let it be reflected on your sword. I don't remember that I have ever taught such a weak and weak apprentice."
Amao: "Understood!"
"Speak up! No energy!" Hema roared, exuding crushing courage at the same time.
Ah Mao gritted his teeth and roared angrily: "Understood!"
As he did so, the entry above his head glowed faintly.
Although it was only a faint light, judging by He Ma, he should have cheered up a little.
This shows that this trick works.
So He Ma continued to yell: "No! No energy! You still want to be admitted to Dongda with such a low voice?"
Amao continued to raise his voice and shouted: "Yes! I want to take the entrance exam to Dongda University!"
Hema saw that Amao's entry was a little bit brighter, so he repeated the old trick: "I can't hear you! Your master said you couldn't hear me, but you just can't hear me! Try again!"
…
After repeating it several times, the brightness of the entry above Amao's head was finally barely acceptable.
It seems that although the method of shouting can slightly improve the state of depression, it cannot be completely relied on.
Sure enough, some opportunities are still needed to continue to guide Ah Mao.
Hema attacked again, but this time Ah Mao barely blocked it.
Although it was not as good as Ah Mao's usual level, at least it was much better than the unstoppable state just now.
He Ma: "That's right. I can feel that your awareness has returned, and you will attack next. Show your determination to defeat me!"
Amao set up his sword: "Yes! This disciple is about to attack!"
The next moment he stepped forward and swung his knife to attack—
He Ma easily blocked the sword: "Go on! Don't stop! Attack as fast as you can!"
"Yes!" Amao continued to attack according to He Ma's instructions.
The whole dojo was filled with the crackling sound of bamboo knives colliding.
**
Chiyoko looked at the situation in the dojo through the crack of the door, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Sure enough, my brother is reliable. I can't make Ah Mao relax at all."
"What, Xiaoqian, do you actually want Ah Mao to relax?" Ninan Rina suddenly appeared beside Chiyoko, and said with a smile.
Chiyoko was taken aback, and yelled strangely, jumped to the side, and wrinkled her face as soon as she saw it was Ninan Rina: "Why didn't you knock on the door?"
"I knocked, but no one answered the door. Maybe someone in the dojo kept shouting 'no energy' and 'yes' at that time, so you didn't hear it. Anyway, I came in when the door was unlocked."
Chiyoko raised her brows upside down: "You don't think of yourself as an outsider too much, do you? Also, the dojo doesn't teach on Sundays."
"I have a date with your brother today, date~will~"
Hinan Rina smiled and said, "Although the appointment is to meet at the central station, a surprise attack at this time is a bonus! Xiaoqian, please remember this well, it will be useful in the future."
"I don't remember it, why should I remember the experiences of losers?" Chiyoko said unhappily.
"Hee hee, it seems that Xiaoqian is super confident." Nichinan Rina smiled, suddenly opened the door of the dojo, and shouted to the master and apprentice who were still fighting passionately in the dojo, "Good morning!"
Amao was distracted for a moment, and Hema seized the opportunity to fight back, and directly knocked the bamboo knife to the ground.
Hema: "Amao! A swordsman can't be distracted! Although I have taught you to watch six directions and listen to all directions, but that is not the same as distraction! You have to watch six directions and listen to all directions, and at the same time concentrate on staring On the opponent!"
Ri Nanli Cai shouted: "Senior! Isn't this too difficult?"
"It's not difficult for others, I can do it." Hema looked back at Ri Nanli Cai, and changed his tone, "Why did you come here? Didn't you say that you are at the Central Station at ten o'clock?"
"If I come here now, I can have a sweet time with my seniors all morning!" Ninan Licai said as he entered the dojo, came to Kazuma in three steps, and then turned around, "This dress and coat How's the combination?"
Thumbs up with Ma: "Not bad, very pure and lovely."
—It is to cover the edge of your strongest weapon.
He kept the words in his stomach.
Nichinan Licai smiled happily: "Hmph, I'm probably the second best in this dojo when it comes to choosing clothes!"
He Ma: "What, is it only the second strongest?"
"Yeah, I feel like I can't beat Jinguji-senpai."
After thinking about it with the horse, it is true.
He put away the bamboo knife and said to Amao who was still holding the knife: "Let's be like this today. You sweated a lot. I'm afraid your mood is much more comfortable than before. Take a shower and have breakfast, and get ready review."
"Yes. Master, are you going out today?"
Kazuma nodded: "Yes. I'm going to work today. Go to the Kamen Rider studio to play a trick."
Amao's eyes widened all of a sudden: "Going to the Kamen Rider studio?"
"That's right." He Ma nodded, and suddenly remembered how his apprentice got the entry of the legal knight, so he showed a boastful expression, "How about it, are you envious?"
Amao nodded: "Envy, very envy."
He hesitated for a moment and said, "Master! Can you let me go and have a look together?"
He Ma thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay, just change your mood too."
Chiyoko said loudly: "Brother! Ah Mo wants to learn!"
He Ma: "Shut up, I have the final say on this matter, Amao, come on."