The day before the start of the Golden Week holiday, Kazuma led Chiyoko into the headquarters of Sumitomo Construction once again.
This time, Mr. Ohara directly led Ogasawara to the elevator door to greet him.
After exchanging pleasantries, Mr. Ohara led the Kiryu brothers and sisters into his office, and enthusiastically served tea to the brothers and sisters himself.
Seeing each other's attitude, Hema was very happy, and thought that this could be regarded as solving his own financial problems.
After all, the Kanto United is only responsible for repairing the door, and the compensation has to go through the process of the Maebashi Transport Association, and it will take about half a year to get the money.
The little savings left by my family is only enough to eat.
So Hema took the initiative to speak: "Ohara manager, about our dojo..."
"There's no need to worry about that," Ohara Manager said with a smile, "We have already given up our plan to acquire your dojo, and no one will disturb your brother and sister's life anymore."
He Ma was about to count the money with a smile on his face, but when he heard this, his smile disappeared instantly.
"Wait a minute, the land around you has almost been purchased, right?" He Ma hurried to save it, "I heard that a high-end commercial and residential complex is going to be built, and they are all buildings. Among the modern buildings, we are the only one who is short and tall. The dojo that rubbed again..."
What Hema wanted to say was "You guys should just accept our dojo too, otherwise it would be so short that it would look ugly and the style would not be uniform".
But Mr. Ohara directly interrupted him: "Don't worry, don't worry! The design of the commercial and residential area is still in the early stage, and the design can be modified!
"We can put green belts, small parks, etc. around the dojo, leaving enough space between the dojo and the apartment buildings!
"It will definitely not block the lighting of the dojo!"
He and Ma were stunned. Is this a matter of lighting? How much do you mean by lighting? You bought the dojo and I went to live in a new apartment by myself. I can get as much light as I want, isn’t it good
"Well, let's not mention the lighting or anything else, I want to sell the dojo..." Hema stopped making circles, and told the truth.
Executive Ohara immediately showed a distressed expression: "This may be a little difficult to implement. The board of directors has already decided to keep this dojo.
"And we also have a letter from the Ministry of Education, saying that this ashram may be a cultural relic, and it is not recommended to develop it until the relevant investigation is completed to determine whether it is a cultural relic."
Hema frowned, thinking what's the matter with the Ministry of Education
A broken dojo that has not been granted the exemption for two generations, and the Quanjianlian may have forgotten its existence, can it be a cultural relic
One of the characteristics of the Japanese bureaucracy is that it is extremely bureaucratic.
For example, if there is a car accident and the car crashes into a shrine or temple under the management of the Ministry of Education, then congratulations, the accident is not under the control of the transportation department, and the traffic police can’t deal with it when they arrive. You have to wait for the officials from the Ministry of Education to arrive.
If the Ministry of Education came to say that the Kiryu family's dojo is a cultural relic, even a large company like Sumitomo Construction would not be able to move.
Unless Sumitomo Construction spends a large amount of political donations to open up channels from the Ministry of Education.
Kazuma didn't expect that Soichiro Uesugi would have the way of the Ministry of Education - but think about it carefully, he is a sword master and has so many cultural hobbies, so it's normal to have this way.
Smacking your lips with the horse, you can only accept the fact that the dojo can no longer be sold.
If Sumitomo Construction doesn't buy it, other companies won't buy it either. The surrounding area is surrounded by Sumitomo Construction land, and other companies can't do anything to develop it if they come to buy this piece alone.
Seeing that Hema was silent, Ohara's manager seemed to think that Hema hadn't understood the status quo, so he continued: "No one will buy this land now, and you can live here with peace of mind until the end of time."
Kazuma glanced at Executive Ohara: "Thank you for your explanation."
"Ah, you're welcome. Is there anything else I can do for you, Kiryu-kun?"
"No, thank you very much." He Ma stood up directly, since the land couldn't be sold anyway, there was no need to stay here any longer, to save some time and leave in a hurry.
Executive Ohara also stood up, and said goodbye to the Kiryu brothers and sisters enthusiastically: "I'll take you downstairs."
"No need, Mr. Ohara is busy with your work."
"No, no, I'd better take you down. You are a distinguished guest of our company."
He Ma seriously suspects that Ohara is deliberately disgusting himself, what kind of distinguished guest, if it is a distinguished guest, you really bought the land!
But he didn't say it, it's useless to say it anyway, so let's just do it.
In this way, the Kiryu brothers and sisters came to the headquarters of Sumitomo Construction, and they were sent out respectfully before their buttocks were hot.
In terms of etiquette, the dignified executive greeted and sent them out in person, which gave the Kiryu brothers and sisters enough face, but it just made people feel uncomfortable and couldn't be happy.
After saying goodbye to the executive at the entrance of Sumitomo Construction, Chiyoko asked Kazuma: "What should we do now?"
He Ma scratched his head: "Then... let's go home first, and make a long-term plan."
At this time, Kazuma suddenly saw Yusaku Ito's bastard dressed like a dog, leading his bodyguard out of the taxi like a dog.
Yusaku Ito also saw Kazuma for the first time. He was about to close the door of the taxi, but he met his eyes and got into the car without saying a word.
His follower looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong? Did you forget something at the scene?"
"Come in if you don't want to be beaten!" Ito Yusaku stretched out his hand and dragged the servant into the car.
Immediately afterwards, the taxi started and drove away in a hurry.
The Kiryu brothers and sisters watched the taxi go away.
Chiyoko: "It's a pity, if you beat him up, brother, you will feel a lot better, right?"
"Probably." He Ma shook his head, "Let's go home."
"Let's go shopping first, everything is already out." Chiyoko suggested.
"Yeah." Kazuma nodded, at this time he suddenly thought of something, so he asked Chiyoko, "Chiyoko, do you know that it is the kind of Bodhisattva statue that you can see from time to time on the roadside, what kind of tribute is better? "
Chiyoko tilted her head and thought for a while: "Should... fruit is fine, the important thing is sincerity. What's wrong?"
"Well," He Ma nodded, "Then let's buy some fruit, there is a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, I think we should pay some tribute to it."
What He Ma really thought in his heart was that if he paid tribute to the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, he might also get some temporary buffs. He planned to try each of these temporary buffs one by one to confirm the effect and duration.
Chiyoko looked at Kazuma with question marks on her face, but didn't ask further.
So the brothers and sisters left the headquarters building of Sumitomo Construction, took the subway back to Geshi District, and bought the ingredients for tonight and the tribute to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the familiar shopping street.
Hema followed his memory and led Chiyoko to find the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva he saw in the rain that day.
In his memory, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had a red scarf around his neck, which looked very conspicuous, so it shouldn't be too difficult to find.
But something strange happened.
Kazuma led Chiyoko, and he ran back and forth a few times on the way to the Tsuda group that day, but he didn't see any Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
While wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, Chiyoko asked Kazuma: "Brother, are you sure you are on this road? Could it be that the rain was heavy and visibility was low that day, and you took the wrong road?"
He Ma stood on the shoulder of the red deer, repeatedly checking the surrounding scenery: "It's not wrong, it should be here, I remember very clearly that it was here. At that time, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva should be here."
Kazuma pointed to the place where Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva stood in his memory.
He was pretty sure he was right.
Is it hallucination
Or, with my golden finger, what I can see is not only the state of the person, but also such strange things
Now that the knife is working, it seems that there is nothing unreasonable about the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva walking by himself.
At this time, Hema saw the uncle who was coming back from work, so he stepped forward and asked, "Hello, uncle, I would like to ask if there is a statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva here?"
The uncle looked at He Ma with strange eyes: "No. I have lived here for thirty years, and I pass by here every day to and from get off work. I have never seen any Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."
Kazuma frowned, thanked the uncle, then turned to look at Chiyoko: "It's weird."
Chiyoko: "There's another old lady over there, I'll go and ask."
After finishing speaking, Chiyoko stuffed all the things in his hand to Kazuma, and ran to the passing grandmother: "Hi grandma, may I ask, is there a statue of Jizo Bodhisattva here?"
"What does it look like?" the old woman asked with a loud voice.
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!" Chiyoko raised her voice.
"Ksitigarbha? Ah! Yes, yes, there was a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva here before the war, but it was demolished during the reconstruction after the war. It has been almost 33 years since this happened!" He said a lot in one breath.
Chiyoko looked back at Kazuma.
He Ma: "Thank you grandma!"
"You're welcome!" The old lady responded loudly, then bowed her head and walked her way again.
Hema squatted down at the place where Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva stood in his impression, took out the prepared tribute and put it directly on the ground.
He Ma has inherited a set of simple views of gods and Buddhas from his previous life, which is called "it is always right to come and worship".
After laying out the tribute, he clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.
Standing behind him, Chiyoko folded her hands and closed her eyes.
He Ma said silently in his heart: "Bodhisattva, I met you last time by fate, and I can't repay you. When I have money in the future, I will definitely come to rebuild the golden body for you. You can use this little tribute to make do with it."
Hema also doesn't understand the "technical terms" of Buddhism, so he can only end this nondescript prayer with what he saw on TV:
"Majestic Heavenly Dragon, World Honored One Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Ba Makong."
After reading, I looked at the sky with the horse and breathed a sigh of relief.
It's good that no thunder came down to send him away.
Standing up with the horse, he said to Chiyoko, "Let's go."
"Is this enough?" Chiyoko asked back, "Is it not enough sincerity?"
"It's enough to make sense of it. We still have a lot of things to think about."
Such as study.
Like how to get money.
Carrying tonight's dinner materials with Ma, he strode home with great strides.