I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

　　 For a while, the whole banquet quieted down.

　　 The servants were too scared to speak, and Asakura Yasumi immediately woke up from the alcohol. He looked up and decisively returned to the table and continued to pretend to be unconscious.

　　 Representative Asakura was rather calm, took out his handkerchief and began to wipe the spilled alcohol on his body.

　　 I can only say that the old fritters are the old fritters, and the big scenes are different.

　　While wiping the drink, Representative Asakura glanced at Hiroshi Nanjo inadvertently.

　　 And Nanjo Masahito at this time simply forgot the majesty of the owner of the house, and directly dumped the situation to his father, and turned his head to look at Nanjo Hiroshi.

　　 Old Nanjo laughed loudly: "Not bad, it's exactly the same as your grandma back then."

　　 Representative Asakura stood up and left.

　　 Nanjo Hiroshi casually said, "Asakura-chan, please stay."

Having said that, Hiroshi Nanjo stood up, waited for a second, and let the old confidant Suzuki step forward to support him, and then walked step by step in front of Representative Asakura, then he knelt down with difficulty, bowed his hands and pressed his knees, sinking. Said: "I'm sorry that this happened. I will have a banquet in Matsuya next Monday to make amends for you."

　　 Representative Asakura hurriedly knelt down in front of Nanjo Hiroshi: "You are serious, it is my ineffective son, the offending lady is first. Kang Chun!"

　　 Asakura-chan yelled, and Asakura Yasuzumi, who had just planned to drive off with his father, obediently knelt next to Asakura-chan.

　　 Representative Asakura slapped his son's face, looking heavier than the slap Honami had just received.

　　 Now, Asakura Yasumi's faces are swollen like a bear.

　　 The son was beaten over there first, and it was Nanjo Hiroshi's turn.

The old man glanced at the aggrieved Nanjo Honami and shook his head: "Just to save Asakura-chan, I haven't finished talking. Your present posture looks like your grandma, but it's a pity that you are not as smart as your grandma. You make trouble like this, no. Can I just marry? Come here!"

　　 Nanjo Hiroshi suddenly raised his volume and shouted violently, even the energetic Honami shuddered.

　　 Butler Suzuki stepped forward and pinched the blade of the ceremonial sword in Nanjo Honami's hand with the index and middle fingers of his right hand: "Observe."

　　 Honami tried to **** the sword back, but found that he couldn't draw the sword at all, as if the blade had been welded to the hand of Butler Suzuki.

　　 So, Honami could only let go of the sword, but bit her lip and refused to go over: "I'm not wrong!"

　　 "Stupid, it's wrong." Nanjo glared at Honami, "Come here!"

　　 The second prestige was more powerful than just before, and Honami couldn't help but walked over and knelt beside her grandpa.

　　 Nanjo Hiroshi looked at Representative Asakura again: "Girl’s house, it’s not good if your face is broken. Please also open the internet."

　　 Representative Asakura took a deep breath: "Well, I don't want my daughter-in-law to be beaten."

　　 He read the accent on the three words "daughter-in-law".

　　As soon as Nanjo Honami heard it, tears flowed uncontrollably, dripping on the tatami.

　　 Asakura Yasumi was overjoyed, grinned, and then closed his mouth decisively because his face was swollen and the muscle twitching caused pain.

　　 "Then, see you on Monday. I will leave first." Asakura-chan bowed to Nanjo Hiroshi and added, "Sure enough, Mr. Nanjo is a contemporary hero."

　　 "You're too famous." Nanjo Hiroshi said calmly, and then winked at his son.

　　 Masahito Nanjo immediately stepped forward: "Your Excellency Senator, let me take you to the door."

　　 "I'm sorry to bother you."

　　 Senator made a polite sentence, and then led his second son, and followed Nanjo Masahito to leave the venue.

　　 Asakura Yasumi kept looking back at Nanjo, making no secret of his thoughts.

　　 The servants of Nanjo's house were about to come in to pack the tableware, but they were stopped by the gesture of the butler of Suzuki.

　　 The eldest grandson of the Nanjo family, Nanjo Mamoru, the elder brother of Nanjo Honami, also took his wife Katana.

　　The huge venue is only left with Hiroshi Nanjo, Butler Suzuki, and the crying Honami.

　　 "Don't cry." Nanjo took out his handkerchief, "Since you have the consciousness to do this kind of thing, you should have the consciousness to bear the consequences of it."

　　 "I have!" Honami Nanjo gritted her teeth and raised her face to look at grandpa, "But..."

　　 "Then wipe away your tears, accept all of this, and bear the consequences! You almost established an immortal enemy for the Nanjo family in the political world! And you obviously can have a better way to deal with it!

　　 "I scold you today, not because you beat that **** kid, nor because you drew the knife, but because you were stupid!"

　　 Nanjo Honami pursed her mouth and wiped her tears with her hands desperately, trying to stop her crying, but she couldn't help it.

　　 Nanjo Hiroshi stood up, strode forward to the door of the venue that opened to the courtyard, his legs and feet were so flexible that he didn't seem to need help at all.

　　 "Suzuki, from today onwards, Honami is not allowed to leave this house one step! The school, you will go tomorrow... Tomorrow is Saturday, that Monday, go through the withdrawal procedures!"

　　 "Grandpa!" Honami exclaimed, "You can't do this!"

　　 "I'm Nanjo Hiroshi! Of course I can do this! Do you think I will give you a chance to go out and run away with a wild man? You dare to draw your sword in that situation, what else would you dare not do! SP!"

　　 Immediately, the head of the Nanjo House's security personnel (SP) appeared like a ninja.

　　 "Master, you give me an order."

"Watch her! Weld the iron bars on her window, now, right now! Send someone at the door to guard 24 hours! Also, the task related to the guard of the lady's room is now regarded as an independent task, not under the control of the Suzuki butler, directly Report to me!"

"Yes!"

Just when the person in charge turned to leave, Nanjo called to him: "Wait a minute! You need ten more karate masters from your security company headquarters, preferably the one that ranks within the top 100 in the country, UU Reading www.uukánshu.com guards Honami on a 24-hour shift."

"Yes!"

　　 The security officer walked back quietly again, clearly acting like a ninja in a suit and leather shoes.

　　 Nanjo Hiroshi turned to face his granddaughter.

　　Honami Nanjo is now so desperate, only those eyes are still alive, and she is staring at her grandfather.

　　 "Isn't that great," Nanjo Hiroshi said, "I just want to be like this, even in this situation, I don't despair. Seeing your eyes, I'm relieved, Honami.

　　 "Go to Asakura's house and take control of their house. Now you can do it. It just requires more use of your brain instead of a sword."

　　 Nanjo Honami retorted: "If I haven't even studied at university, why would I talk about taking the Asakura house with my brain?"

　　 "I have never attended a university. But the two universities named Society and Life have benefited me a lot! Take her down!" Nanjo drank.

　　 Two maids entered the room immediately, pulling Honami left and the other, and left.

　　 Honami did not resist, but looked at Nanjo Hiroshi with unyielding eyes until the end.

When she and her confidant Suzuki were left in the room, Nanjo Hiroshi said, "She didn't even look at you in the end. Is this acting, or is she really not pinning her hopes on you? I'm old. I can't see clearly."

　　 "I think it should be the latter." The Suzuki butler said solemnly.

"Hmph, I don’t ask you to say which wild boy brought her such a big change. Speaking of which, I also want to thank this wild boy. Suzuki, I have trusted you all the time, and this time is the same. Do you know what I mean?"

　　 Butler Suzuki bowed to Nanjo Hiroshi: "I understand, of course I understand. I will live up to my mission."