After lunch, Kazuma installed the knife holder that Chiyoko had cleaned.
The dojo of the Kiryu family was built according to traditional specifications. There was a place reserved for displaying knives, and there were nails for hanging scrolls on the wall.
He Ma put the knife holder in place, put the knife on it, and then took a few steps back to see the effect.
Sure enough, the wall behind the knife was empty, and it felt like something was missing.
Mikako: "I don't understand those complicated rules, but... Is there something missing?"
Nanjo: "Lack of a hanging scroll, there should be a hanging scroll on the back of the knife that shows the owner's aspirations or hobbies."
Clap hands with Ma Meng: "I like it, yes, I like it!"
He strode away from the dojo, leaving the three girls with inexplicable faces on the spot.
A moment later, Kazuma came in with a poster of the now popular idol Matsu Seiko.
Although this Song Seiko is one word different from the name of a Japanese national female idol in He Ma's life, He Ma knows at a glance that this is probably the "deity" of this time and space.
There are slight differences in different time and space, which is normal.
He Ma hung the poster of Song Shengzi on the wall behind the knife holder, took two steps back to look at his own results, nodded and said: "Well, not bad!"
He turned around to ask the girls for their opinions, but found that the girls were all looking at him with weird expressions.
Chiyoko: "Brother, are you serious?"
"Seriously, I want to hang something that highlights the ambition of the owner of the knife. Isn't my ambition to marry Matsu Seiko not lofty?"
Chiyoko looked helpless, she glanced at Nanjo and Mikako, and found that Mikako was already playing with her sideburns, obviously considering whether to perm Matsushoko's curly hair of the same style.
Nanjo was indifferent, just looked at Kazuma with a smile: "Shengzi-san is very cute, and her song is also very nice. I will secretly listen to her song."
"Secretly listening?" He Ma keenly grasped the key words.
"Well, my father... my father said it was the music of the wind."
"Then what do you usually listen to?" Mikako asked suspiciously.
"Bach." Nanjo said casually.
Mikako sat down on the floor of the dojo, lay back, and posed in a large font: "Oh, quit! I can't play this game anymore! I surrender, run over me, the wheel of history! "
Chiyoko: "I think the current Fujii-senpai is also very cute. Right bro?"
Kazuma didn't understand why Chiyoko would come out to help Mikako at this time, but he understood after seeing Chiyoko's expression.
Chiyoko had the word "tuition fee" written all over her face.
"Uh, yes, the elegant white plum fragrance is naturally great, but the sunflowers from the neighbor's house also have a special flavor. Yes." He Ma said.
Nanjo kept a calm smile.
Kazuma decides to change the subject—it feels worse to talk about it again, the famous melody "Towards the Other Side of Sadness" has already begun to play in his mind-also known as Makoto Ito's Execution Song.
"Nanjo-san listens to Bach, so are you learning piano or something?"
"Well, I play the piano."
He Ma thought, well, you can come and buff me in the future.
He asked a little greedily: "Then, can you play the shamisen?"
I remember that Soichiro Uesugi had the BUFF given by the shamisen on his head before.
"Uh, my father said it was a skill only geisha would learn, so he didn't let me learn it."
Scratching my head with the horse, the props needed for the piano are too cumbersome. To add BUFF, you have to find the piano first. If the shamisen is much simpler, you will fight by yourself in the front, and Nanjo will play the shamisen there, which is very convenient.
Kazuma recalled the BUFF he saw on Uesugi Soichiro's head that day, and asked, "Nanjo-san, do you know how to tea ceremony?"
Nanjo shook his head: "I have learned, but I think my level is far from 'knowledge'."
"That's it." He Ma was speechless.
It seems that this BUFF is not easy to get together.
The point is, now I don’t know how strong it is to add buffs to people. Is it just a person who can play the piano or shamisen and there will be buffs, or does it need to have the strength of a celebrity or more.
Mr. He and Ma feel that they need capable talents, and it is impossible to just bring someone who can play the piano to get BUFF.
So it's still early to collect BUFF, the time is not ripe, first pass the college entrance examination, enter the Metropolitan Police Department and become a professional team, rich and powerful, it's not too late to slowly collect these.
He Ma intends to put all these aside first and start the practice in the afternoon - the tuition fees of the two girls seem to be decided, so they have to really teach others.
He turned around and was about to put on the posture of Shi Fandai when the doorbell rang again from the direction of the entrance.
—What the hell? Why are there so many people here today
Traveling with horses until now, usually their house has no guests at all, but today this is the fourth wave of guests.
Hema picked up the wooden knife again, ready to swagger to the entrance to answer the door.
Unexpectedly, the guest had already run into the yard and appeared under the cherry blossom tree.
He Ma frowned, looking at the uninvited guests who were obviously bad boys who broke in.
Seeing the situation, Chiyoko silently picked up the sword in front of Matsu Seiko's poster, and ran behind Kazuma, ready to hand the sword to her brother at any time.
When the bad guys saw Chiyoko approaching with a knife, they showed fear on their faces.
The leader yelled: "Wait a minute! We're not here to make trouble!"
As he spoke, he knelt down on the ground, took out a thick kraft paper envelope and raised it above his head: "Please accept us as apprentices, Master!"
He Ma let out an "oh" and understood that although he had no memory, he could deduce by logic that these bad guys should have been on the scene "that night" and directly witnessed the heroic appearance of He Ma's dismantling team.
He Ma had thought before that he could develop students from the bad things that night, but he didn't expect this group of people to come to his door.
He wanted to laugh, but had to keep it serious.
Now there are girls watching from behind, this apprentice can't be accepted so easily, he has to be a bit forceful.
After all, in this world, if there is a sense of ritual and style, it will become stronger. If you do something compelling, maybe there will be a buff.
He Ma was thinking about what to do to be in style, and at the same time stepped forward to take the kraft paper envelope.
When he opened it, he found a large pile of banknotes of various denominations.
He Ma understood in an instant.
Most of the money was extorted from the students in the bad school.
Originally, He Ma was still thinking about how to accept this group of younger brothers so as to be able to compete, but now he directly dismissed this idea.
He threw the kraft paper envelope on the ground: "Bastard! Do you think I will accept this kind of extortion money? Look at your nonsense! If you often come and go to my dojo, my reputation will be ruined." I want it! Go away!"
"Master!"
"Who the hell is your teacher?" He immediately stepped forward and kicked the bad face kneeling in front of him, "Get out of here mellowly! Don't force me to draw my sword!"
Chiyoko hurried up: "Brother, knife."
She also pushed the knife away a little bit—it made it easier to pull it out.
It was this gentle push away that made the knife make a crisp sound.
"Amao, run!" Several unscrupulous teenagers kneeling a little far away rushed up, grabbed the one kneeling in front of Hema, and ran out of the yard.
He Ma picked up the envelope they missed, strode forward and threw it to them: "Take away your stinky money! Take it back and return it to the person you blackmailed! Don't fucking appear in my sight again! Or I will kill you Cut it into cripples and send it to the juvenile prison!"
Several bad guys ran fiercely without looking back, one of them ran a few steps and then turned back to pick up the envelope thrown by the horse, and turned back to continue running.
Soon, all the bad things disappeared.
**
Shigeru Yoshida and his entourage ran a long way away before stopping.
Miura patted Shigeru Yoshida on the shoulder: "Amao, forget it, we are the best fighters in the entire Ge family if we don't learn kendo, and no one dares to mess with us. Wouldn't it be fun to spend this money on cigarettes and alcohol?"
"Hmph, that man pretends to be righteous, and he's also a jerk." Asano said while taking out a comb, and began to tidy up the messy nose of the plane, "the jester must be a thousand times worse than us. times, they will go to hell first in the future.”
"Did you see those girls around him?" Irie showed a thief's expression, "They're all so big, hehehe. Oh! Why did you hit me, Momo?"
Shigeru Yoshida didn't speak, he grabbed the kraft paper envelope from Miura's hand, and strode forward.
"Hey, where are you going in such a hurry? Are you going to play disco? The money in the envelope can be fun all night!" Miura caught up with Shigeru Yoshida and was about to put him on his shoulders, but Shigeru Yoshida avoided him.
Miura frowned and looked at Shigeru Yoshida: "Hey, you don't know how?"
"I'll go and return the money to its original owner." Yoshida Mao said firmly.
"Isn't it? Why are you so crazy? Do you really want the prodigal son to turn back after someone says a few words?"
Shigeru Yoshida didn't reply, and strode forward.
There is no confusion in his heart.
Before that night, he thought that the heroes on TV were all fake, whether it was Mito Komon or the masked ones, they were all fake.
But that night, in the dark, Shigeru Yoshida meets the real hero.
HERO exists!
Although that HERO didn't have a transformation device and didn't ride a motorcycle, but like the Kamen Rider on TV, he broke into the villain's lair alone and faced the tide of villains single-handedly.
Shigeru Yoshida clearly remembered the lightning flashed that day, and then the light of the knife appeared in the darkness.
The clear outline is like the white moonlight guiding the way forward.
From that moment on, the terrible world that Shigeru Yoshida knew seemed to be not so bad.
Just because he knows that HERO exists.
Shigeru Yoshida wanted to follow the white moonlight.
Shigeru Yoshida doesn't want to be a fighter of an evil organization, he wants to be a hero.