I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

Chapter 17: "What, aren't you?"

   It was the afternoon, when Mikako Fujii entered the school’s kendo hall, she was stopped by Daimon Goro: "Fujii, why didn’t Kiryu come?"

   "I don't know, I visited their class during my lunch break. He was absent today."

   "I know he was absent today. I asked why he was absent." Daemon Goro was not angry, and he raised the volume, which made Mikako shrink his neck.

   Realizing that he was too fierce, Daimon Goro hurriedly lowered his voice and repeated the question: "Why didn't he come?"

   "How do I know?" Fujii Mikako responded.

   "Aren't you his girlfriend?" Daemon Goro asked bluntly.

   "I am not!" Mei Jiazi hurriedly denied, "I did not violate school rules! Don't punish me to wash the swimming pool!"

   "Calm down! The school rules stipulate that you cannot be too intimate in the school, and there is no stipulation that you are not allowed to fall in love."

   "Huh?" Mikako looked at Daimon Goro unexpectedly, wondering if she had heard it wrong.

"Huh what?" Daemon Goro patted Mikako's head, "I have always caught those guys who don't know how to converge. If I caught a lover, I would catch one. You and Kiryu would have been suspended for a long time! Now let’s talk about it, why didn’t he come? The qualifiers will begin after the Golden Week ends!"

   Mikako looked helpless: "I really don't know, because I really am not his girlfriend."

  Daemon Goro was stunned, staring at Mikako suspiciously, as if Mikako had just said something ridiculous—such as the Martian invasion.

   Mikako looked embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

  Daemon Goro held back for a few seconds, and asked in confusion, "Why not? Don't you guys get tired of being together every day?"

   "This...I don't know why I am not yet, but anyway, I am...not yet. Anyway, I don't know why he didn't come. Didn't the school call his house to ask?"

"His family only has him and his sister. There will be no people during the day. If he is sick and staying at home, he may not be able to get up to answer the phone." Daemon Goro sighed, "In this way, you don't need to train in the afternoon. Go to his house. The situation, it's not good if something goes wrong.

  "When I arrived at his house, he used his home phone to call the school and tell me what happened.

   "Do you know where his house is?"

   Fujii Mikako nodded.

  Daemon Goro suddenly joked: "It seems that you have been to Kiryu's house, so you are not even a girlfriend?"

   Fujii Mikako couldn't answer, so she skipped over the question: "Then I'm going back."

   "Well, let's go. Remember to buy something to visit." Daemon Goro said, waving to Mikako, and then walked to the Kendo club student who was preparing for exercise in the Kendo Gym.

   Mikako quietly made a victory gesture, and ran away with the bamboo knife that hadn't been taken out of the cloth bag today.

  Daemon Goro glanced at her back, and said to himself: "This is so obvious, who can the kid fool, alas."

  **

   On the Kazuma side, not long after seeing the director of Ohara, Kazuma realized that the director did not want to care about his own mess.

  The level of Tai Chi of the specialist is quite high. Kazuma touched him with affection and reason. In the end, he didn't say half a useful word, it was all idioms.

The key point is that Kazuma can’t go so fast, because people have devoted so much time to listening to a high school student talking about them, and they maintain a kind and equal attitude throughout the whole process. At this time, Kazuma goes so fast and immediately loses it. Up.

   After an hour and a half, Kazuma decided to withdraw it by himself. He was afraid that he could not help but hit the "Laughing Maitreya" who didn't make any progress.

  —Damn, I never lost to Jidao in force, but was beaten to blood by a soft nail of a Japanese "front wave".

   Kazuma The more I think, the more angry, the more angry I want to slap this guy.

   Chiyoko saw that Kazuma was about to explode, and firmly pressed the right hand of Kazuma to prevent him from using his iron palm to correct the smiley face of this executive.

   Chiyoko didn't let go of Kazuma until the brother and sister were sent out of the office.

   "Damn, these bastards." Kazuma gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid that the performance of the migration department will also be counted in the credit of this special task."

At this time, Mr. Ogasawara just greeted him. He lowered his voice when he heard this sentence: "The Migration Department and Ohara are not from the same faction. Don't talk nonsense. But this matter is really beyond our reach. We have acquired thousands of people in the dojo. Ten thousand dollars, our department alone will definitely not be able to get it out, and we have to go to the head office's finances. Now the finance side will definitely not grant us this sum of money."

   "So, we can't help it?" Kazuma asked with some unwillingness to give up.

   Mr. Ogasawara took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat-Sumitomo Construction, as a large company, of course has central air conditioning, and Ogasawara did not see a few drops of sweat on his forehead. Kazuma speculated that he wiped his sweat because of psychological effects.

"Nothing." Mr. Ogasawara said, "At least on my side, there is really no way, but I think you can find a lawyer. A good lawyer should be able to force the migration department to give a purchase price at least not lower than the market price, especially Good lawyers can even give them a premium."

   Kazuma was about to answer, Mr. Ogasawara added: "But you have to be careful. The migration department seems to be cooperating with the Yanaka Law Firm, which is a newly emerging law firm. It has great means and..."

   Mr. Ogasawara did not go on, but Kazuma looked at his expression and guessed seven points.

   Unscrupulous companies, unscrupulous lawyers, and Jidao, the bad guys colluded to oppress the isolated orphan brothers and sisters.

   This opening is enough for the web.

   Kazuma has several options in his head, such as looking for a bank loan. In this era, Japanese banks are forced to issue loans at will, and they don’t care about the repayment ability or the bad debt rate.

   But the problem is that Kazuma is a high school student. No matter how random Japanese banks lend money, it is impossible to give high school students loans.

   Even if Kazuma comes up with some lucrative entrepreneurial projects, he has to ask the bank security to let him in.

   Even if the bank security was willing to let him in, the bank's investment managers would certainly not want to waste time listening to a high school student beeping.

  I would like to meet a senior high school student Ohara chief, but he is a different kind of different kind.

   Kazuma sighed and said goodbye to Mr. Ogasawara: "I'm leaving now. I will trouble you today."

   "You're welcome, I won't send it." Mr. Ogasawara bowed to the Kiryu brothers and sisters, and then watched them leave.

   As soon as Kazuma and Chiyoko walked away, the executive's office door opened. Executive Ohara poked out his head and looked outside, and then gestured "come in" to Mr. Ogasawara.

   Mr. Ogasawara went in immediately.

"What are you thinking?" Executive Ohara yelled, "That's the thug who just beat Ito-kun from the migration department into a severely injured thug! You shouldn't ask him to meet at the company. What if he starts a fire and smashes the company." ? You should take him to the cafe!"

   Mr. Ogasawara lowered his head, so that Chief Ohara could not see his expression. He replied loudly, "I'm very sorry!"

   Fortunately, Chief Ohara couldn't see his expression, otherwise he would be severely reprimanded if he was found to be "sympathizing with the mob" by the chief.

  **

   Kazuma took the elevator downstairs without saying a word, UU reading www.uukanshu. com was thinking about how to make his first pot of gold along the way.

   The loan can't get through, and the dojo can't be sold for money. Is it possible to start recruiting students to run the dojo from scratch?

   But I didn't even pass on a genre, so I couldn't recruit students at all.

   Can you only honestly test at a prestigious school, complete the four-year program with a scholarship from a kendo mixed prestigious school, and then enter the society and become the victory group in life?

   Japan’s society has been severely solidified and it is difficult for the class to rise, but correspondingly, the opportunity for the carp to jump through the dragon gate of the university entrance examination will really be ascended to heaven after jumping over it.

   But not all universities in Japan can make you jump up. Most second- and third-rate universities are useless.

   Also, Japanese universities are a mixed bag. There are a lot of colleges and technical schools in China, and universities in Japan.

   In Japan, through the university entrance examination, the class jumped, especially referring to the prestigious university entrance examination.

   For example, if you want to become a legal elite or enter the police system, you can take the University of Tokyo.

   If you want to become a diplomat or a foreign language professional, please choose Sophia University.

Etc., etc.

   Kazuma thought, I know kendo, and there is a kendo plug-in, then it is a good way to go to the University of Tokyo and then enter the Metropolitan Police Department.

   can also teach those who have provoke her by the way, and if she finds an opportunity, she might be able to put on shoes for Yuzu Ito.

   was thinking about it, suddenly someone came to meet Kiryu brothers and sisters and said hello: "Good for you two, I have some questions and I want to ask you two."

   Kazuma looked up, and found that the man who was talking was an uncle—at first glance, it felt like a detective or a detective uncle.

   Then the uncle really took out the police handbook and showed the Japanese police sakura coat of arms to Kazuma.

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