I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

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At this time, Kazuma suddenly thought of something and asked Chiyoko: "Where is Amo? Going back?"

"No, he didn't want to leave after training. I threw two texts for him to memorize." Chiyoko looked speechless.

Kazuma nodded, and then said to the butler Nanjo and Suzuki: "Come in and sit down for a while and have a bit of tea."

Nanjo immediately responded happily: "Okay!"

It feels like she is waiting for this sentence.

The group of people entered the house, came to the dojo, and saw Shigeru Ikeda sitting in the corner holding a book and carrying him back.

When I heard Kazuma, I could tell that it was "Run Melles" by Osamu Dazai. Among the works of Osamu Dazai, Kazuma is a few that can be appreciated.

Dazai Osamu's other works, Kazuma, I really can’t appreciate it. I just read it and thought: "Excuse me, goodbye!"

Hearing the sound of people coming in, Shigeru Ikeda raised his head and glanced up, and immediately stood up and saluted Kazuma: "Master! Fortunately, I have worked hard! Sister has worked hard!"

Kazuma: "Well, you have worked hard too. You don't need to bow, it's too much."

"Master, how many kills did you kill tonight?" Shigeru Ikeda straightened up, with an excited expression, "The Nanjo family has already perished, right? From then on, Senior Sister Nanjo will become a teacher, right?"

Kazuma was dumbfounded: "Uh, this, a lot of things can't be solved by brute force, sometimes the power of words is more powerful than pure violence."

"Yes! I remembered, but I didn't understand." Shigeru Ikeda looked silly, "Can words have power?"

"Why not? I think back to the night I rescued you, and I realized it myself." Kazuma can only say that. As for whether this silly apprentice can enlighten him or not, he can't control it.

Shigeru Ikeda looked confused, and sat down cross-legged with his arms around his chest, and he really started to think about it.

Kazuma pulled his favorite cushion and sat down, and the whole person relaxed.

In fact, he wanted to lie down, but in front of Nanjo and Suzuki butler, he was not embarrassed to do so. Lie down when I get home, it looks too much like a decadent middle-aged social animal.

Chiyoko ran straight to make tea, and Nanjo sat down facing Kazuma. She suddenly remembered something and asked Kazuma: "Master, would you like to lie down and rest? I'll pick your ears. My ear-picking technique is good, grandpa likes it very much."

Kazuma glanced at Nanjo's knees, and the subtext for digging ears is knee pillows-you cannot dig ears without knee pillows.

To be honest, he wanted to enjoy it.

But now Suzuki Butler's eyes are very sharp, so Kazuma decided to refuse after looking at the 67-level karate entry of Suzuki Butler.

"Forget it today..."

"Kiryu-kun," butler Suzuki interrupted Kazuma, "sometimes men have to face their own desires and live a little more real."

——Huh, does that mean you stare at me? Sorry I misunderstood!

Kazuma scratched his head: "Well, then knee... I mean, take out your ears."

Nanjo was overjoyed and sat directly next to Kazuma, and then evened the kimono on his knees.

Kazuma lay down on her side, with her pillow on her knees.

Worthy of being a daughter of a big capitalist, the materials used in the kimono are really high-quality, silky and smooth, and slightly cold.

The Suzuki butler took out a small box and handed it to Nanjo.

She opened the box and took out the ear pick that was carved with the Nanjo family's pattern in the way of hollow carving, and began to play the ears of Kazuma cheerfully.

Chiyoko entered the door with tea, and was stunned when he saw this posture: "Hey, brother, you are..."

Kazuma: "Chiyoko, you can try it too, it's cool."

"You can tell by looking at your old brother's expression. Obviously you looked disgusted when I was digging for you, and you even complained that I was about to pierce your eardrum."

Chiyoko's words directly activated the memory of these in Kazuma, causing a cold sweat on the back of his head. It seems that the original owner of Chiyoko's ear-picking technique has been ptsd.

He said: "No, you really almost pierced my eardrums. You'd better learn the correct techniques from Nanjo classmates, lest my brother-in-law and my nephew are all deaf..."

Nanjo laughed and joined the ridicule of Chiyoko: "Then it seems that I should teach Chiyoko a few tricks."

Chiyoko snorted, put down the teacup and turned away, obviously a little angry.

Nanjo: "Ah, yes, tomorrow I will bring refreshments, what does Chiyoko like?"

"Huh? Can I order it? Then the yokan will be ready...Ah, no, I will bring it with the dim sum and egg elder sister, then cake! Macarons!" Chiyoko immediately turned and returned, apparently feeling better all of a sudden Up.

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While Kiryu Dojo staged a harmonious family comedy, Asakura Yasuehiko and his son Asakura Yasumi got in the car going home.

Representative Asakura drank a lot with Nanjo, who was rejuvenated again, his face was ruddy, and he hiccups from time to time.

Asakura Yasumi looked sloppy, with the swelling and bruises on his face, it looked terrible.

Asakura Yasukhiko looked at his second son and sighed: "I know who you want to find. It's not a bad thing to accompany a wine girl as a channel to express inner depression. Don't be moved by the truth."

Asakura Yasumi gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Asakura Yasushihiko snorted: "However, if you know what is true love, this time things will not develop into this way. I am a father, I will give you a piece of advice, don't go to Kiryu."

Asakura Yasumi remained silent, looking out the car window like a grudge.

Asakura Yasukhiko sighed, "I know you won't listen, so I'll take it second, you at least find some reliable people to start, don't let me ask you every time you wipe your butt, I wonder if you are right? I kiss my son."

Asakura Yasumi's expression has changed slightly. Obviously, his father said that, which made him very upset.

Asakura Yasukhiko seems to have not found that he is hurting his son’s self-esteem at all~www.readwn.com~ continue to sigh: "Oh, why don’t I have a daughter? If I have a daughter of the right age, if Kiryu-kun will take the test next year. After attending the University of Tokyo, I immediately betrothed my daughter to him.

Asakura Yasumi finally squeezed out a sentence: "If you do that, aren't you afraid that your brother has other ideas?"

"If he is dissatisfied, then prove to me that he is better than Kiryu-kun, otherwise, our family's resources will definitely be tilted towards Kiryu-kun." Asakura Yasukhiko paused and sighed, "Unfortunately, I don't have a daughter. I don’t have the ability to give birth to your mother again. So no matter how bad the two of you are, I can only accept my fate."

After a short pause, Asakura Yasukhiko said again: "I will find you a girl who is more beautiful and can tolerate your hands. The Nanjo family's grade is probably not good enough. The next-level property owner should pay it back. Many are willing to send their daughters here."

Asakura Yasukhiko's remarks meant that he officially admitted that "my son is not good, so I have to lower the criteria for choosing marriage."

These words pierced Asakura's heart like a thorn, making his eyes look out of the car window full of vicious hatred.