On the morning of the first day of Golden Week, Kiryu and Ma dreamed that the police brought back their favorite knife.
He jumped up excitedly, and then realized that it was a dream.
Today is another day when I don't see my love knife.
Is this the feeling of a man towards the weapon he once entrusted his life to
Hema remembers that in his last life, he saw a cartoon about the US military’s feelings for jeeps, in which the US military shot and shot a broken down car with tears in its eyes.
Kazuma stood up and got dressed, went to the kitchen as usual, and picked up the barley tea that Chiyoko had prepared.
"Are you going to Akutagawa Dojo today?" Chiyoko asked Kazuma while busy in front of the stove, "Going to compete with others with your injuries, will it give people a feeling that you are not serious?"
"Whether I'm serious or not, it's fine if I win." He Ma said nonchalantly.
"She's a girl, brother, be gentle!" Chiyoko glared at Kazuma, "Also, don't learn from those stupid kendo boys who aim at the chest."
After answering with the horse, Ying Wan realized that something was wrong, so he hurriedly asked his sister: "What's going on? How do you know that there is a swordsman staring at the chest and hitting?"
Chiyoko patted Kazuma and said, "It's not what you think! We Yuechuan girls, in order to strengthen their strength, will have practice matches with men's kendo clubs from other schools.
"Those male members all came to their chests, and they smiled and said that hitting here is the least painful for you. In fact, it hurts like hell through the protective gear. After all, this place is the most tense, and it feels much better to hit the abdomen. "
He Ma was furious: "Which school's kendo department? I beat them to death in the kendo competition! I don't want the champion, one tooth will fly off the other, until all of them fly away."
Seeing Kazuma's angry look, Chiyoko laughed: "Okay bro! What a big deal. Why don't you be tougher when you're sparring with Nanjo-senpai? She's very strict when training me. I'm in pain."
"Oh, Nanjo, right? Hmph, I remembered, so she is such a woman, look at me during the sparring..."
"Don't use your toothbrush! Forbid!" Chiyoko put down the frying pan and crossed her hands in the air.
In Japan, a circle on the test paper means you got the question right, while a cross is the same as in China, which means "wrong".
He Ma: "Can't your fish be mushy?"
"Don't worry, I know." Chiyoko hurriedly picked up the pot again, and carefully turned the fish over.
This is an important amount of food for the Kiryu family, and it cannot be wasted.
Watching Chiyoko frying fish, Kazuma was suddenly afraid: Damn, it’s because I played tricks on that fool after time travel, so I’m going to be poor all my life, right
No, I don't want to have to eat fried fish all my life!
Hema has been accompanying Chiyoko to the shopping street to buy ingredients recently, and he finally understands why his dining table looks rich—it’s because Chiyoko is deeply loved by the old neighbors in the shopping street. fish and vegetables or something.
If another person goes shopping for vegetables, if he wants to maintain the current rich table, the cost will immediately rise a bit.
No, I have to cheer up and restore the operation of the dojo as soon as possible. Let's start with those bad boys first, and find the kind of guy who is moved by my righteousness and plans to change his mind to practice swords, and pay the money by the way!
He Ma was thinking about it, when he heard the doorbell ringing—yes, the door of Kiryu’s house has been rebuilt after two days of emergency repairs by Bai Fengfeng’s associated construction team.
This speed makes Kazuma sigh that Japan in this era is really similar to China in 2020.
This infrastructure speed!
After the doorbell rang once, it stopped.
Chiyoko asked suspiciously: "Who would come here so early on today's holiday? Could it be that the children nearby were playing around? That's why it only rang once and stopped."
Scratching his head with the horse, the doorbell rang for the second time.
It doesn't feel like a child who presses and runs, but a polite visitor who deliberately avoids ringing the doorbell too quickly.
He Ma: "I'll go and have a look."
"Wait a minute, I'll give you the wooden knife!" Chiyoko ran out of the kitchen after turning off the fire, and came in with the wooden knife a moment later, stuffing it into Kazuma's hand.
Although Kazuma felt that it shouldn't be Jidao to make trouble again, he still took it just in case.
As a teacher of a dojo, it is reasonable to walk around with a wooden knife in your own home, right
He Ma put the wooden knife on his shoulder and swaggered towards the porch.
The newly built entrance has a new wooden floor, and the materials are very elegant, forming a sharp dividing line with the original wooden floor, which looks a bit strange.
Another strange thing is that the only shoe cabinet that survived the previous accident looks very out of tune with the brand new entrance.
He Ma ignored these troughs, came to the new gate, held the doorknob with exaggerated carvings, and pulled the door open.
The jidaos also made a small flag hanging outside the door of the Kiryu dojo, with the word Kiryu written on it.
It looked quite impressive.
After all, the extreme way, relying on aura to eat, pays special attention to this aspect.
Hema opened the door of the house and glanced at the courtyard door. His thought at this moment was: maybe the police brought the knife back.
He was thinking about his knife.
Yet outside the door was a Lincoln.
An old butler who looked like a thief stood outside the door. When he saw Kazuma coming out with a wooden knife, the old butler raised his eyebrows slightly.
He Ma habitually—yes, habitually—looked over the head of the old housekeeper.
He was startled when he saw this, Okinawa Matsubara 67 level...
Remember the Okinawa Matsubara style of karate, right
Level 67, fortunately there are no other special entries, otherwise this would be a flesh body Gundam!
Thinking of this with Ma, he looked at the old man's face carefully, huh? Feel like you've seen it
Only then did He Ma notice a girl with a princess hairstyle poking her head behind the old butler.
It's Miss Nanjo.
The moment Tong and Ma met eyes, the girl smiled, and that smile was as warm and pleasant as a hydrangea.
Hema suddenly felt that his current appearance of carrying a wooden knife on his shoulder and playing horizontally was a bit inappropriate.
Leaving aside whether I can beat a 67-level karate body Gundam, my future pocketbook candidate, no, it's obviously not good to pose as a student candidate.
"Nanjo-san, good morning." Kazuma smiled at the girl, "Are you here to find Chiyoko?"
This trick is called retreat, first assume that the other party is looking for my sister, let the other party take the initiative to say "no, I'm here to find you", so that you can take the moral initiative!
Nanjo was stunned for a moment, when her butler said, "Mr. Kiryu, my lady heard that you were sick, so she came to visit you...but from my point of view, you are not troubled by illness."
The old man's eyes fell on the bandages exposed under the sleeves of Hemaju's home clothes.
The old man showed an intriguing smile: "The old man heard some interesting things, so he came here today to check the situation. It seems that he is right."
If you think about it, you made such a big noise that consortiums like Sumitomo Construction Co., Ltd. retreated. If the housekeeper of the Nanjo family didn't hear anything, Kazuma would doubt the strength of the Nanjo family instead.
The housekeeper turned to Nanjo and said, "Miss, it's dangerous to get too close to this man, I suggest..."
Seeing Nanjo's lonely and helpless expression, the old man stopped talking.
On the contrary, Kazuma understood the old man's mood. After all, Nanjo's unconscious expression just now was quite lethal.
The old man sighed: "Okay, miss, as long as you take care not to do anything that would shame the Nanjo family, I can turn a blind eye."
He Ma understood that the old butler had softened his heart.
At this time, Chiyoko's voice came from behind Hema: "Brother, what's going on, who's here?"
Then Chiyoko refreshed behind Kazuma, poked his head out to look towards the gate of the courtyard: "Who is it... Eh, Nanjo-senpai?"
Chiyoko raised her eyebrows and showed a smirk: "Senior Nanjo, there are two Kiryu classmates here. If you call me like that, you can't tell whether you are calling me or my brother, right, and Ma Sang!"
This is to induce Nanjo to call "Hema" directly.
Nanjo showed a sorry expression: "I'm sorry! That's true, then Chiyoko-san, Kiryu-san."
The smirk on Chiyoko's face disappeared instantly.
It was too late and then fast, and there was a heroic brake sound outside the door.
An unremarkable Japanese-made car parked steadily next to Lincoln. Fujii Mikako jumped out of the car holding up the luxurious-looking bento box and shouted: "Hema! I came to play with you! Wow, who is this My car is so handsome!"