I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

　　 The next few days, for Kiryuu Kazuma, it is an ordinary day with calm waves, and there is little change except that the rain starts to increase with the coming of the rainy season.

　　 Kazuma I lived on the southern coast in my previous life, and I have long been used to the drizzle.

　　 There is a kind of weather in the south. The local area is commonly known as Huinantian. It is much wetter than the rainy season in Japan, and the rainfall is more abundant.

　　 So for Kazuma during the rainy season, it is really "sprinkling water" in the literal sense.

　　 Kazuma just reviewed step by step, practiced swords, went home and then taught some basic kendo skills of Shigeru Ikeda, who had finished working and practiced swords, time passed so smoothly.

　　 The only thing that worries Kazuma is that Nanjo-san seems to have something to do.

　　 But Kazuma is uncertain. He had acted like a real swordsman before, playing heart and skill with swords, that was cheating by looking at the entry.

　　 When Nanjo didn't explode other entries, Kazuma was blinded, and it could only be seen that she did have something to do.

　　 Kazuma, like many straight men, is the least good at guessing girls. Basically, he can't guess it at all without looking at the entry and cheating.

　　 So he ran to ask his sister.

　　 Chiyoko nodded: "Well, I also feel that Senpai has something on my mind, but... I have the impression that it should be hers these days, so I am not sure.

　　 "Brother, you may not know that there are always a few days a month for girls to fluctuate intensely."

　　 "I know." Kazuma said, "I take my health and physical education class seriously."

　　 "Hey, disgusting." Chiyoko teased.

　　Kazuma Regardless of his sister's ridicule, he leaned back on the wall of the dojo, changed a comfortable position, and continued to ponder while watching Shigeru Ikeda practicing basic kendo: Is this really the reason?

　　**

　　 Wednesday night.

　　 Nanjo Honami returned home, changed his kimono and was about to go to please her grandfather, so she was told by the servant Hiroshi Nanjo to go out to socialize.

　　 Nanjo Honami instinctively felt a little uneasy.

　　 "Where is Grandpa Suzuki?" she asked.

　　 Today Honami Nanjo was picked up to school by another driver in the family.

　　 "The butler Suzuki also accompanied the old man to the dinner."

　　 The maid's answer made Nanjo Honami's heart stunned.

　　 She knew that Grandpa would only bring Grandpa Suzuki with him when attending very important banquets.

　　 After all, as the housekeeper of the family, Mr. Suzuki is very busy at work and is also responsible for picking up and picking up Nanjo Honami. Generally speaking, there is not much time to accompany him to participate in social gatherings.

　　 Nanjo Honami recalled what happened when she met her father a few days ago on the way to her grandfather.

　　 The expression of his father Masahito Nanjo at the time...

　　 Nanjo said to the servant, "Go ahead", and then stopped looking at the servant, turned to the door, held the door frame with one hand, and looked at the large and wasteful Japanese courtyard outside.

　　 The sound of adding water kept clicking, setting off the tranquility of the night.

　　 But Nanjo's heart is a mess.

　　 Although she knows that as she enters the third year of high school, the date of blind date will inevitably come, but she thinks it will be after the school trip in the fall.

　　 School trip is a node. For high school students, the end of school trip and cultural festival means the end of the final schedule of high school life.

　　 Life should turn a new page. Whether it is going to school or going out to work in society, it is something that I started to consider formally after that.

　　 And before the autumn cultural festival and school trip, students should enjoy the "last summer of high school"-this is the default "process".

　　 Nanjo Honami thought that her father would follow this default process.

　　 She thought she had at least one summer at which she could freely control.

　　 Nanjo Honami walked out of her Japanese-style room, stood on the edge of the edge between the courtyard and the room, and held the wooden beam supporting the eaves with one hand.

　　 She stretched out her empty hand, feeling the drizzle falling down.

　　 As far as he can see, the blooming hydrangea can still be seen in the dark night.

　　 The drizzle drifted into the eaves with the wind, and fell on Nanjo Honami's face.

　　 The wind gently blew the kimono sleeves.

　　 In the wind, you can smell the faint white plum fragrance-since Kiryuu Kazuma said that she likes this fragrance, Honami Nanjo has never changed another fragrance.

　　 She suddenly remembered the conversation in the dojo of Kiryuu Kazuma that day.

　　 She remembered that Kazuma said: "The white plum fragrance in the rain is the most touching."

　　 Thinking of Kazuma back then, Honami Nanjo smiled to herself.

　　 At this moment, in this courtyard, her smile is the most beautiful flower.

　　 Nanjo Honami, facing the rainy night and the blooming hydrangea, once again recite Dickinson’s famous piece "Please allow me to be your summer":

　　 Please allow me to be your summer,

　　 When the summer time has passed!

　　 Please allow me to be your music,

　　 When the Nightingale and the Orioles have stopped singing!

　　 Please allow me to bloom for you, I will cross the cemetery,

　　 spread my flowers everywhere!

　　Please pick me--anemone--

　　Your flowers-will bloom for you forever!

After reciting affectionately, Nanjo Honami made up his mind.

　　 Only this summer, only this summer can not be destroyed.

　　 Father Suzuki asked Honami Nanjo to be patient and cooperate with his father on the surface.

　　 So whether it’s the next blind date, whether to eat or drink tea with the blind date, Honami Nanjo will try his best to be patient.

　　 But if, if his father Masahito Nanjo did anything that would ruin this summer, Honami Nanjo is determined to defend this precious and last summer.

　　Honami Nanjo's hand holding the pillar gradually clenched, and the joints turned pale.

　　 The fragrance of white plum blossoms became more and more intoxicating under the moisture of the drizzle.

　　 If Nanjo sees this situation, he will definitely feel that his granddaughter has grown into a true "daughter of the samurai family."

　　**

　　Matsuya, a famous kaiseki restaurant in Tokyo, is doing business today as usual.

　　 Of course, you may not be able to see the traffic at the door.

　　 This kind of high-end cuisine restaurant does not receive many customers every day, and it often uses an advance reservation system.

　　 It’s impossible for a store like this to serve too many customers at the same time. After all, according to their service specifications, each customer will serve four to five people from the "little surname" who serves the meal to the full-time vegetable delivery servant.

　　 Each private room must have a geisha who is responsible for playing and singing, and there may be a comedian according to the taste of the guests.

　　 Even if a store like this only serves dozens of guests, hundreds of people will have to spin around.

　　 This determines that it is impossible to be "very busy".

　　 Of course, the consumption level of such a store is ridiculously high, but none of the customers who come to Matsuya care about money.

　　 At this moment, Nanjo Hiroshi is sitting in the "between bamboo" of Matsuya facing north, laughing and clinking glasses with Representative Asakura.

　　 "Brother Asakura, when I see you today, it's too late to meet each other." Nanjo Hiroshi drank a drink and patted the Senator on the shoulder and said.

"Where, I have heard about Nanjo’s entrepreneurial legend a long time ago. I want to have a drink with Nanjo. Today I finally got what I wanted." Asakura-chan looked completely unassuming and treated Nanjo Hiro as his eldest brother. He winked at his second son Asakura Yasumi.

　　 Asakura Yasumi immediately stepped forward and gave Nanjo Hiromi, taking the opportunity to flatter me: "The legend of Grandpa Nanjo has benefited me a lot."

　　 Nanjo smiled broadly and glanced at Asakura Yasumi, but there was no smile in his eyes.

　　 He suddenly asked: "Kang Chunjun, in the future, do you really plan to inherit your father's career and enter the political arena?"

　　 Asakura Yasumi immediately replied: "In terms of politics, compared with my elder brother, I have many shortcomings, but I am very good at handling numbers, so I am going to get an actuary certificate in the future and become an international actuary."

Masahito Nanjo immediately said: "Oh, this is really ambitious. The number of international actuaries in Japan is still very small. As our Japanese companies expand across the world, the demand for actuaries will surely increase. It’s increasing day by day."

　　 Nanjo Hiroshi shook his head and said, "I'm old, and I don't understand new terms. What actuary, what is this?"

　　 Japan is a strange country. It likes transliteration when translating foreign languages, and then uses katakana to indicate that it is a foreign language.

　　 For example, computer, which is translated as "computer" in China, is directly transliterated and called Kang Piaotel in Japan.

　　 The term "International Actuary" is also directly transliterated in Japan, and it is normal for the old man to not understand it.

　　 So Asakura Yasumi explained it again.

　　 Nanjo Hiroshi laughed and said, "Oh, I see, it's accounting. Hahaha, it would be better to say that it was accounting."

　　 Asakura Yasumi’s face froze for a moment~www.readwn.com~ but he immediately squeezed out a smile: "Hahaha, he is indeed a distant relative of the accountant. Grandpa Nanjo summed it up very accurately."

　　 Nanjo Hiroshi stared at Asakura Yasumi for a few seconds before he smiled: "Hahaha, just a little joke. Kang Chunjun, young and promising, young and promising."

　　 Masahito Nanjo was obviously relieved, and then exchanged glances with Representative Asakura.

　　 Then Asakura Representative spoke: "Mr. Nanjo, I heard that your granddaughter is not yet engaged, I don’t know..."

　　 Nanjo Hiroshi nodded: "Yes, my granddaughter is indeed not engaged. If Brother Asakura wants to propose marriage, he can choose a good day to come. However, it depends on whether my granddaughter likes it or not."

　　 Nanjo Masahito: "Oh, I can definitely make it. Kang Chunjun looks like a talent, looks handsome, like a movie star, the little girl will secretly agree when they meet."

　　 Asakura Yasuzumi: "You are too good. I still have many shortcomings. I am a little worried that I won't be able to get into the eyes of Miss Nanjo."

　　 "Impossible things, hahaha, Kang Chunjun is too humble." Masahito Nanjo bloomed.

　　 Representative Asakura also seemed very happy.

　　 And Nanjo Hiroshi seems to be the same, after all, he just picked a good-looking son-in-law for his granddaughter.

　　 Only Nanjo Hiroshi’s confidant old housekeeper, sitting behind Nanjo Hiroshi, worried.

　　 Of course, no one of the big people here cares about the face of an old housekeeper, even if it is Nanjo's confidant.

　　 Representative Asakura clapped: "Then, Inuzi and I will prepare gifts this Friday, and we will visit!"

　　 Nanjo Hiroshi nodded: "Okay, I will definitely entertain your congressman."

　　 Nanjo Hiroshi, who has always called Representative Asakura his elder brother, used the honorific name this time.