At the same time, Honami Nanjo led the first-year girls to complete the cleaning of the Koshikawa Girls' Kendo Gym and left the Gym.
"Nanjo-senpai, goodbye!" All the first-year girls bid farewell to Nanjo.
"Be careful on the way back, don't play too crazy during the golden week. You can't ignore the practice of kendo, and you will start the preliminaries when you come back!"
"Understood, senior sister! Senior sister also wants to work hard and find a boyfriend!" Dao Si, the most capable of the group of junior girls, yelled.
Honami Nanjo shook her fist and shouted, "Wait until Golden Week comes back and see how I teach you a lesson!"
"Yeah, run!" A group of girls ran away in a hurry.
Honami Nanjo walked slowly on the Koshikawa women's avenue.
Tomorrow will be May, and the stamens of hydrangea flowers on both sides of the boulevard are already faintly visible. When the rainy season comes in June, the famous beauty of Yuechuan women, "Ziyanghuadao" will come to the world.
At that time, there will be a female graduate from Yuechuan who works in a large fashion company and a model team will come to shoot the scene, by the way, to see if there are any good "reader models" seedlings among the younger generations.
Honami Nanjo was spotted by her seniors more than once, and the seniors praised, "Student Nanjo standing in front of the hydrangea is like a person in a painting."
But Honami Nanjo rejected the kind invitation from her senior.
The young lady of the Nanjo family shouldn't be in a frivolous fashion magazine—that's what my father would say.
The Nanjo family is not a top chaebol, they belong to a new generation that grew up after the war, but Honami Nanjo's father has always strictly demanded himself and his family members according to Chinese standards.
For so many years, Honami Nanjo has never violated her father's wishes, and walks on the road designed by her father with peace of mind.
But in the past few days, her heart has been a little restless.
"Chiyoko-chan didn't come again today." Honami Nanjo muttered to herself, "I don't know how her brother's condition is."
Honami asked the acting coach and consultant teacher of the kendo club, and the other party replied that Kiryu Chiyoko asked for leave because her brother fell ill at home, and she was the only one who could take care of him.
Kiryu-kun, you are sick. So you can't come to Akutagawa Dojo to compete with me on Saturday, right
Honami thought very regretfully, obviously she was looking forward to this competition very much.
At this time, a wonderful idea flashed through her mind: If Kiryu-kun can't come to the dojo to discuss, can I go to visit the doctor
He helped expose the head coach's deception, and theoretically speaking, he is my benefactor.
It's reasonable for me to visit a doctor, isn't it
Honami Nanjo’s footsteps immediately became cheerful. If she hadn’t seen Mother Teresa, who was in charge of school discipline and life guidance, standing at the door of the chapel looking at the Hydrangea Avenue from the corner of her eye, she might have started to run.
Honami Nanjo suppressed her excitement and maintained the ladylike demeanor advocated by the Koshikawa woman. She came to Mother Teresa and skillfully lifted her skirt to salute: "Good night, Mother Teresa."
"Well, I think it's safe on the way back... but you have a driver and a car, so I didn't say it."
"Thank you for your concern." After Honami Nanjo finished speaking, she continued to walk towards the gate.
Yuechuan Girls’ School for Missy Girls was formerly a church girls’ school established in the Meiji era. It is said that Mother Teresa was a Russian aristocratic lady who fled after the establishment of the Soviet Union. She became a nun for her livelihood and then stayed in the church.
It is said that during the war, Mother Teresa escaped deportation because she was half of German blood.
Honami Nanjo has always felt that Mother Teresa has an aristocratic atmosphere, so she believes in this rumor that is only circulated among students.
As soon as she left the school gate, Honami saw her driver was already waiting outside the school gate.
As always, she handed the schoolbag to the driver and got into the car gracefully.
The driver closed the door for her, got into the driver's seat, and put Honami's schoolbag on the passenger seat.
When the driver was buckling up the seat belt, Honami said, "Do you remember Kiryu who came to our school to beat that fake coach away?"
The driver tilted his head slightly: "Is it Kiryu and Ma?"
"Yes, it's him. He seems to be sick. His sister has been taking care of him at home for two days. Tomorrow, I want to visit the doctor. After all, he is also my benefactor."
The driver thought for a while and said, "I suggest applying directly to Butler Suzuki. This involves communication between men and women. It's not good not to say hello at all. If the master finds out, I might lose my job, miss."
Butler Suzuki is the old butler of the Nanjo family. He has followed the head of the house for many years and is deeply trusted. Moreover, the old butler has always loved Honami very much, and will basically satisfy Honami's requirements.
The driver's suggestion should be the most feasible suggestion.
Asking Nanjo's father directly about this matter will most likely be rejected. Acting without asking for instructions will easily cause the driver to lose his job. Finding the old housekeeper can completely avoid these two problems.
Honami Nanjo thought for a while, nodded and said, "Well, let's do it this way. Let's go home... No, I'm going to the department store first to buy a souvenir for tomorrow's visit."
**
Mikako Fujii got into the car driven by her mother and sighed heavily.
Her mother Fujii Keiko asked suspiciously: "What's wrong? Did you quarrel with the boy you like? Is it Kiryu or something?"
"No! If there was a quarrel, I might not sigh."
Fujii Keiko glanced at her daughter: "What the hell? Being cold-blooded and violent? Do you want mom to teach you a lesson?"
"No! Kiryu-kun... I'm a little worried about what happened to him after taking leave until the end of Golden Week.
"Obviously the national mock test is about to take place, and he said he will be admitted to the University of Tokyo.
"This test is very important to him. If he can't get at least a C judgment, no, the C judgment teachers will persuade him to give up. At least he must have a B judgment, and the teachers will continue to support him to enter Tokyo University..."
Fujii Keiko looked at her daughter suspiciously: "Even if the teacher doesn't support it, is it Kiryu-kun's freedom to take the test?"
"That's what I said, but Kiryu-kun's family is in a difficult financial situation. He can't afford to go to a cram school. If the teacher at the school doesn't give him a little trouble, it will be useless."
Fujii Keiko nodded: "That's it, then it is indeed very important for Kiryu-kun to get a B judgment in the next national simulation. Wait a minute! Where did you say he will take the exam?"
Mikako Fujii glanced at her mother: "University of Tokyo."
Fujii Keiko gasped: "Hey, he's playing for real? Isn't it super difficult to take the exam? Every year, top students from all over the country come to take the exam at Dongdae University, and the acceptance rate is extremely low!"
Japan's self-enrollment system for universities will lead to an exponential increase in the difficulty of admission to good schools, because the majority of those who come to take the exam are top students.
A group of academic masters desperately came to Dongda University to take the exam, think about how fierce the competition will be.
Fujii Mikako: "I once wondered if he was crazy, but in the last two quizzes, he directly got the highest score in the class. It feels like he has put in a lot of hard work-you must know that he was at the bottom of the crane before!"
Fujii Keiko stared at her daughter with a big mouth: "From the tail of the crane, you jumped to the first place in the class? Kendo is so powerful that it can defeat the Jido boss?"
Mikako nodded: "Well, yes."
Keiko Fujii grabbed her daughter's hand: "Mikako! Isn't this the son-in-law of a rich man? You have to catch him firmly!"
Mikako was taken aback by her mother's change: "Mom, he hasn't been admitted to the University of Tokyo yet, so he's at most a potential rich man!"
Fujii Keiko was about to say something, but suddenly thought of something, and asked her daughter: "Then where are you going to take the exam? Your career path before, isn't worthy of Tokyo University?"
Mikako had filled in a few private universities at random before. She was neither particularly strong nor bad. After graduation, she could work as a company secretary or announcer for a while, and then marry a sports star like a professional baseball player.
Mikako was immediately stunned by the question. She scratched her hair and said, "With my grades, maybe I can go to Sophia University? The strongest English department probably won't work, but other colleges should work hard?"
Keiko Fujii sighed: "Oh, it looks like I'm going to enroll you in a cram school. Let's not talk about this, you will honestly go to Kiryu's house to visit the sick tomorrow."
"Huh? Is it okay?" Mikako Fujii was overjoyed.
"Didn't I tell you to go? I'll teach you some good dishes tomorrow morning, and conquer his stomach first." Keiko Fujii said confidently.