I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

On the way to school, Kazuma was still far from the school gate, and I saw Goro, the gate.

　　Daemon Goro also spotted him for the first time, and then his gaze stayed on him, only to turn his gaze briefly when other students greeted him.

When Kazuma arrived, Daemon Goro warned seriously: "If you are jealous on campus, I won't keep turning one eye and closing one eye! Also, you send the girl away first What does it mean to go to Yuechuan girls and let them go to school by themselves?"

　　 Nanjo bowed solemnly to Goro Daimon: "Hello teacher, I am Honami Nanjo who has transferred to Kitakurami High School from today."

　　 Daimon Goro was stunned: "What? Turn in?"

　　 He looked up and down Nanjo Honami, and then looked up and down Kazuma, as if he saw this student for the first time today.

　　 "You... also abducted people from that kind of aristocratic school to our civilian high school?"

　　 Kazuma is also quite helpless, and he secretly said, "You think I want to," but he put on a complacent expression and asked: "How about it, am I good?"

　　 "You... converge a little at school. I can cover you when you are in the kendo hall. If you are seen by the life teacher or the teaching director outside the kendo hall, you will not be able to eat."

　　 Kazuma nodded repeatedly.

　　 "Go in, don't block the way at the door." Damen Goro waved the bamboo knife in his hand—I don't know why these physical education teachers always like to carry the bamboo knife when performing this kind of clean-up task.

　　 Upon entering the school, Nanjo-san took the initiative and said, "I went to the teacher's office. See you in the classroom later."

　　 When you transfer a new school, you have to meet your teacher on the first day of school to learn about the progress of your original school work, and then you will be introduced to the new students by the teacher before the class.

　　 Kazuma watched Nanjo walk towards the teacher's office building, and he was a little relieved.

　　Chairman: "Thank you."

　　 "You tell me this now, I will think you are irritating me with yin and yang."

　　 "Where is it, I really think you are very hard. Or, I will not participate?" The chairman looked at Kazuma seriously.

　　 Kazuma hesitated.

　　 The chairman added: "Then you can only work hard to go to the University of Tokyo."

　　 "Please continue to help me review." Kazuma said.

　　Chairman: "Good."

　　**

　　 Before the first class, Mr. Tachibana, the head teacher, entered the classroom early: "Quiet!"

　　 The noisy classroom immediately quieted down, and everyone looked at Tachibana in confusion—it shouldn't be his first class.

　　 "Uh, something happened suddenly. Today, a new classmate transferred to our class. Everyone should get along with her. Okay, come in, Nanjo-san."

　　 Nanjo-kun went into the classroom with his head high.

　　 The boys in the class exclaimed "Oh" and "So beautiful" in an instant.

Nanjo Honami wrote her name on the blackboard in beautiful fonts, and then began to introduce herself: "I am Honami Nanjo, a student of Kiryuu Kazuma, and the goal is to go to the Department of Political Science of Keio University, starting today. In this year’s time, I would like to advise you a lot."

　　 All of a sudden the class was in an uproar.

　　 Kazuma suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.

　　 Then Honami Nanjo turned the focus back to herself, she said, "Teacher, I want to sit next to the master of Kazuma so that I can receive the guidance of the master at any time, okay?"

Tachibana-sensei hasn't reacted yet. When Nanjo asked, he was stunned: "Uh... this, to be honest, this is the first time I have experienced this kind of teacher-disciple relationship in the class. What kind of teacher is it? My apprentice, Nanjo-san?"

　　 "Sword." Nanjo paused and added, "In addition, Master Kiryu is still my life mentor."

　　 The whole class was in an uproar again.

　　Tachibana-sensei scratched his head: "No, you... in front of my class teacher who should guide your life, is it a bit wrong to declare that someone else is your life mentor?"

　　 Nanjo-san obviously didn't think of this, so he could not help covering his mouth: "Uh...sorry, I didn't think so much. Teacher, you are of course my life mentor, well, you are, you must be!"

　　Tachibana-sensei waved his hand: "That's all, the one next to Kiryu-san is...Sawamura, you move to the empty position next door and give it to Nanjo-san."

　　Zawamura stood up and moved his position without saying a word.

　　 Then Nanjo-kun was in full view and came to the seat next to Kazuma and sat down.

　　 "In the next year, I will show you a lot of advice, Master." She whispered to Kazuma with a smile on her face.

　　 In fact, Kazuma also wanted to laugh, but when he thought that the girls' battles would be upgraded later, he was the first two big boys.

　　 He suddenly understood the plight of the emperors of the past dynasties: those emperors would be troubled by the battle of three thousand fans in the harem, which is so annoying.

　　**

　　 When the first get out of class was over, Mikako Fujii arrived in a hurry.

　　 "What the hell! Why? What happened when I didn't know?"

　　 Kazuma now only wants to sleep at the table, so she said to Mikako: "In short, Nanjo-san has conquered the sleeping slave of fate."

　　 "Speaking of people." Mikazi said solemnly.

　　 "I awakened Nanjo-san’s grandpa when he was young?"

　　 Mikako looked puzzled: "What?"

　　 Nanjo classmate added: "He also illuminates my life."

　　 "Wait a minute! Why does this sound a bit ergonomic?"

　　 "No, it is a completely healthy thing. There is no such thing as a plot that does not conform to public order and good customs." The chairman came over and said.

　　 Fujii Mikako looked back and forth at the chairperson and Nanjo-san: "I hate the feeling that I am excluded! Wait! Kazuma, don't run!"

　　 "I'm going to the toilet!" Kazuma dropped this sentence and ran away.

　　 He fled all the way into the men’s bathroom, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief. Suddenly a kendo member bowed to him and shouted: "Master, teach me two tricks to pick up girls!"

　　 Kazuma was shocked and almost shot a punch on the opposite face.

Then he thought for a while and said, "It's very simple. You first have to play a Jidao three-generation group, not too weak. Then you have to bet with the Jidao chief, and then you can scold the big capitalist in public. UU Read www.uukanshu.com"

"what?"

　　 "Remember to point to the nose of the big capitalist when you scold."

　　 Kazuma hurriedly finished peeing and ran out of the toilet again.

　　 As a result, he found that no matter where he went, he was the focus of everyone's attention.

　　 Any boy who has spoken before will inevitably come up to ask for "the trick to picking up girls" when he sees him.

　　 Kazuma, which was finally annoying when asked, could only return to his classroom again.

　　 Then he found that Nanjo-classmates were surrounded by female classmates, and he couldn't even return to his position.

　　 In Kazuma, he suddenly decided to go to the health room to pretend to be sick and sleep.

　　 Anyway, he was so sleepy all night last night that he was in need of sleep.

　　 The chairman is right, staying up late is really a bit of a loss—even if it’s for the rest of the buff, it’s a bit of a loss.

　　 After all, there were 21 hours left when I watched it yesterday, so I can go to bed first and get up the next day and study hard.

　　 Kazuma walked to the health room while thinking: If you sleep well now, you should be able to make good use of the last few hours in the afternoon and evening.

　　 However, these few hours are a waste of time just for endorsement. I don’t know if I can do something more meaningful.