I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

　　 On Monday, Kiryuu Kazuma went to the Yuechuan woman to take her sister home as usual. As soon as she saw the door of the Yuechuan woman, Chiyoko rushed over.

　　 "Brother! It's not good! Nanjo-san, she is said to be dropping out of school!"

　　 Kazuma opened his mouth wide. Although he had a hunch that Nanjo didn't participate in the Kendo training last Friday, he would be going on a blind date, but he didn't expect to be so big.

　　 At the same time he was surprised, he heard the sound of smacking his lips beside him.

　　Chairman: "Hey."

　　 Kazuma turned his head to look at the chairman, who closed the shorthand book in his hand under his gaze, and then took off his glasses.

　　 In the memory of Kazuma, this is the first time the chairperson took off his glasses.

　　 Jinguji Tamamoza looked directly at Kiryuu Kazuma and whispered: "Wuyun Changlong."

　　 Kazuma frowned: "What?"

　　 There is a brake sound from behind.

　　 looked back, it was a plain-looking Honda family RV.

　　 The butler Suzuki sat in the driver’s seat and rolled down the car window and shouted to Kazuma: "The matter is urgent. Get in the car. Let's go to the dojo to discuss it in detail."

　　 Kazuma: "Uh... isn't it?"

　　 He already had a foreboding that it was an emergency.

　　——Isn’t it, you want me to visit Nanjo's house this time? But I didn't brew good emotions this time...

　　 Although I was spitting out in my heart, Kazuma still went directly to the co-pilot position.

　　 Chiyoko got into the back seat more swiftly than him, and then asked bluntly, "Is it about Nanjo-senpai?"

　　 "Yes." Butler Suzuki didn't wait for Kazuma to fasten his seat belt, and the car rushed out with a kick.

　　 A moment later, Kiryu Dojo.

　　 Shigeru Ikeda, who had just finished his part-time job and came to the dojo for class, was standing at the entrance of the dojo and eating buns, when he was sprayed with mud on his face by the motorhome that suddenly braked and flicked.

　　 The bun he took a bite into has completely turned into a muddy bun.

　　 "Hey!" Although it was no longer bad, the anger of losing dinner still made Shigeru Ikeda shout, "Fart! Huh, Master? What's wrong?"

　　The group of people who got out of the car didn't have time to pay attention to him, and hurried into the dojo.

　　 Ikeda Shigeru looked at the bun in his hand, sighed and threw it backhand to the stray dog ​​who was watching eagerly not far away, and chased everyone into the dojo.

　　**

　　 In the dojo, Suzuki Butler is very simple, but still allows people to fully grasp the situation, and explained the situation to Kazuma.

　　 Kazuma frowned: "So, she had to marry a bad guy and was deprived of the right to go to college? This Nanjo Hiroshi, it seems that love for his granddaughter is limited."

　　 "Not so!" Suzuki's butler's voice increased by an octave, "The master's love for the eldest lady is many, many times better than for the rest of the family. It's just that he can't sit back and watch Nanjo's house be hit hard."

　　 Kazuma scratched his head.

　　 At this time Shigeru Ikeda asked Chiyoko in a low voice: "Sister, what is this, why didn't I understand?"

　　 "You'll understand when you are admitted to Tokyo University." "Sister" Chiyoko said, "Shut up and sit down."

　　 Shigeru Ikeda closed his mouth and sat down tightly, very obedient.

　　 Kazuma then took his gaze away from Shigeru Ikeda and looked at Butler Suzuki.

　　 "What do you mean by coming to me? Let me cut in and save people? It's better for you to do it yourself."

　　 Just kidding, the old butler 67-level karate, Kazuma doesn't think that I can compare to the old butler in personal combat power.

Butler Suzuki sank his face: "That's the worst case. The current lady is very tough. Later, at Matsuya's apologetic dinner, if Asakura Yasumi does anything, she will probably bite her tongue and kill herself. This is me. Judgment.

"So, if everything is irretrievable, Lao Chu will go all the way in and send the lady out. In fact, I have arranged a hiding place for the lady for the next five years. However, I don't want to take this step yet, and I can't Staring at the lady at the guilty banquet all the way, it is possible that the tragedy will happen in an instant and cannot be stopped."

　　 Kazuma nodded solemnly.

　　 If he had just crossed, he would probably think "what does this have to do with me" at this time.

　　 But it's different now.

　　 Now he can't turn a blind eye to his friends who are in crisis.

　　 Moreover, he is the master of Nanjo Honami.

　　Master Master, one day as the teacher and the whole life as the father.

　　 So there is nothing to hesitate, this is something to be done, it is something to be done.

　　 Not as a boyfriend, but as the teacher of Kiryu Dojo, the master of Nanjo Honami, he has something to do.

　　 "Let's talk, tell me what I can do." Kazuma asked in a deep voice, with a very calm voice, like the day when the Tsuda team was raised.

　　**

　　 Butler Suzuki stared at Kiryuu Kazuma. In this seventeen-year-old boy, he felt a bitter aura.

　　 There is nothing wrong. It is not the old fellow Suzuki who has stepped into the grave who can save the eldest lady, but the young man in front of him.

　　 Butler Suzuki took a deep breath.

He said: "There is a dragon that is old, its minions are dull, the scales are falling off seven or eight, and there is only one tooth left. He is entrenched weakly in the cave, although occasionally he can reveal the power of the year. But there is no doubt that his time has passed.

　　" Yunmei Yun peeped at the treasure he was protecting, coveting his precious granddaughter. And he no longer had the energy to guard everything.

　　 "Every day and every day, he lives in nostalgia for the glory of the past, and every day and every day, he wasted his last time."

　　 Butler Suzuki stopped and looked at Kiryuu Kazuma.

　　 "The Nanjo Hiroshi I know does not kneel to that kind of stuff, the Nanjo Hiroshi I know has a thousand taels of gold under his knees!

　　 "Now he will be admired and admired by Representative Asakura, but he did not disdain it at all. His enemies will never praise him, never, his enemies will only fear him!

　　 "The dragon of Nanjo's family is old, but maybe someone can remind him of how he was when he was young."

　　**

　　 Kiryuu Kazuma After quietly listening to Mr. Suzuki's statement, he probably understood what Mr. Suzuki expected of him.

　　 "I thought you would say that you want me to show my worth to the old man Nanjo and make him believe that I am worthy of offending the councillor."

"Huh, how could it be possible that a 17-year-old boy with an uncertain future had offended a member of Congress for the sake of a poor teacher at the dojo?" Father Suzuki asked, "No, people with IQ would not do this. A political animal like Masahito Nanjo They will not.

　　"So the only chance to win is to let Nanjo Hiroshi remember who he was.

"If you... even you can't do this, then you can only implement the final plan. I promised the eldest lady, even if I save this old life, I will save her from a tragic marriage. Come out! So ~www.readwn.com~ please!"

　　 Butler Suzuki put three fingers together, his head knocked on the wooden floor of the dojo, making a loud sound.

　　 Kiryuu Kazuma slap your lips.

　　 To be honest, he had no idea how to make Mr. Nanjo Hiroshi recall his former self.

　　 But he did not hesitate.

　　 He decided to ignore the mysterious remarks made by the old man Suzuki and think about the problem from a more practical perspective.

　　——As long as Mr. Hiroshi Nanjo believes that investing in his Kiryuu Kazuma, the rate of return is dozens or hundreds of times that of the son of the Senator.

　　 As for how to make Mr. Nanjo believe this, hey, isn't it just bragging.

　　 Kiryuu Kazuma was a senior business representative of a foreign trade company in his previous life, and he is best at boasting about his own products to foreigners.

　　 Only this time, he replaced the boasted product with himself.

　　 Kazuma stood up on the thigh: "Okay! Get up!"

　　 Chiyoko immediately stood up and went to get a knife. Kazuma stopped her: "No, I won't need a knife tonight. Wu Neng cuts the enemy in front of the battle, Wen Neng speaks against the Confucian, and is the real man."

　　 Chiyoko looked at Kazuma: "Brother, you are crazy Chinese again!"

　　 Kazuma pretended not to hear it, and left.

　　 "Wait a minute!" The old man Suzuki opened the suitcase he had been carrying just now. "This is a suit, customized for your body. It will never look shabby on any occasion, I think..."

　　 "I don't need it!" Kazuma refused, with a confident smile on his face, "Who do you think I am?

　　 "I am also a dragon, and my dragon scales are the grandest costumes.

　　 "Lead the way, old man."

　　 Outside the dojo, the sound of rain is pattering, and if there is nothing, the white plum fragrant will not go.