I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

Chapter 190 What is it?

Kazuma pushed the door out, walked behind the deputy minister, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Where there is no fragrant grass in the end of the world, why just look for it in North High." Kazuma came with a limerick.

Even if the problem is a limerick, it is impossible for ordinary Japanese high school students to read the complete 14 Chinese characters.

All Kazuma received shocking eyes from everyone.

Only Nanjo and Mikako had a strange expression.

The deputy minister turned his head and put his hand on the shoulder of Kazuma: "I want to drink."

"No. But I can give you a whole bit of bonbon." Kazuma said, and then forcibly dragged the deputy minister, "Let's go take a bath! Don't be pestered here."

Later in the bathhouse, Kazuma and the brothers were forced to listen to the deputy minister and talk about his love affair for half an hour.

The whole story began when the second year of high school began, when the deputy minister walked up the long ramp in front of North Ge's High School, making Kazuma almost unable to restrain the desire to complain.

However, Kazuma couldn't help but think back to his high school life in his previous life, recalling the girls he had liked in his previous life, and then he realized that he didn't know if it was the influence of crossing, and he couldn't remember the once unforgettable smile. Up.

Those faces that think they will remember for a lifetime have been blurred in just a dozen years.

Kazuma suddenly felt, and began to hum hackberry's "Those Flowers".

He was humming to the second paragraph, only to find that the boys were looking at him quietly.

Even the deputy minister who was still talking about the relationship he had just lost and commemorating his youth stopped talking and watched Kazuma.

Kazuma: "Uh...That's it, just feel it."

He didn't sing the words just now. The main reason is that Japanese is too good now, and the Chinese language test is flying at low altitude, and he is afraid that it will not be changed.

"I remember, Kiryu-san seemed to have written a piece of music by himself, and then he was chosen by the consultant Yokoyama of the music club to make his own choice?" Someone suddenly thought of this.

"Oh, yes, there is such a thing." The deputy minister nodded, "I used to hear the clarinet-playing girl in my class say that the tune is great. No wonder Nanjo classmates will see Kiryu-kun."

Kazuma: "Uh, that was also sent out with feelings."

"If I also learn music, won't I fail?" the deputy minister asked.

Kazuma wants you to calm down. The girl rejects you, maybe she just thinks you are ugly, and has nothing to do with talent.

But this deputy minister is actually quite good. Kazuma is not embarrassed to crush his illusions, so he said: "It should be considered that men are more talented, and they are indeed more likely to be favored by girls."

"I see. During the rest of the summer vacation, I will also learn a harmonica."

Kazuma was speechless, he said: "I think you should study hard, after all, you will be admitted to college next year."

"If I can't fall in love with her, why do I want this university?"

Kazuma: "Well, you just have to be happy."

Kazuma originally wanted to talk to the deputy minister about Chernyshevsky's view of love, but then I thought about other people's lives in Kiryuu Kazuma.

Kazuma felt like I was almost soaking, so I got up and got out of the bath, ready to wash up and walked away.

The deputy minister asked: "Don't hang around for a while? My relationship hasn't finished yet."

"Uh, I was so dizzy." Kazuma can only say that.

"Then you at least hum the song just now, it sounds pretty good," the vice minister said again.

Kazuma shrugged: "I haven't thought about it yet, the inspiration is broken."

After speaking, he went under the shower head, turned it on, and walked to the locker room.

**

Kazuma put on the men's yukata matched with the hotel, and came out of the locker room, just as Nanjo opened the door of the female bath and walked out.

Nanjo also changed into the standard yukata provided by the hotel, with the neckline slightly open, revealing a youthful breath.

Kazuma directly pulled Nanjo's neckline with his hands.

Nanjo: "You finished washing too? How about there?"

"I listened to the story of unrequited love for half an hour," Kazuma looked helpless, "I feel that the deputy minister is going to be abolished."

"I guess he will dye his yellow hair tomorrow." Nanjo said.

Kazuma smiled and said: "Then I will go back and ask Amao to see if he has any recommended hair dye shops."

Kazuma remembers that Shigeru Ikeda was a yellow hair before the prodigal son turned around.

Nanjo smiled, and she went to the vending machine selling milk and dropped a coin.

"You actually have coins?" Kazuma was shocked.

"Because Grandpa Suzuki taught me! I now bring a coin purse." Nanjo took out the coin purse from the basin of toiletries.

Kazuma looked at the swelling of the coin bag and felt something was wrong, so it asked, "How much change is there?"

"Ah, not much, a total of 100,000 yen in change..."

"Too much!" Kazuma interrupted the eldest lady who had no common sense, "Ordinary people, ten coins of 500 yen are almost enough! You bring one hundred thousand yen coins What do you want to do, exercise your arms?"

Nanjo looked down at his bulging coin purse.

"I think it's okay. Don't talk about this, milk, do you want it?"

Kazuma naturally took the milk handed over by Nanjo, and drinking milk after a bath seems to be a fixed custom here in Japan.

So there must be a place outside the bathhouse to sell milk.

Another custom is to play table tennis after taking a shower, which is called billiards in Japan.

Outside the bathhouse of a hotel like this, there will definitely be table tennis tables.

Kazuma is the kind of person who doesn't want to sweat after taking a shower. I don't understand the Japanese habit of running out to play table tennis after taking a shower.

Kazuma and Nanjo raised the milk bottle together and drank the milk, when Mikako opened the curtain of the female soup and came out.

"Wow, did you make an appointment?" she asked, "excluded me!"

"No, it's just a coincidence." Kazuma said.

Nanjo asked Mikako: "How is Naomi?"

"Just keep crying." Mikako shrugged, "I can't help it. But I'm not familiar with her, or she has always regarded me as an opponent."

"Is there anything else?" Kazuma was shocked, "Isn't she a manager? I shouldn't practice kendo?"

"It's not that opponent, you wooden head! It's the opponent in popularity as a beautiful girl, but Nanjo, um..."

Kazuma looks at Nanjo with Mikako.

Nanjo Honami has a beautiful appearance and a decent manner, and now there is a petition bonus for Haiyan, with the sassy air of a heroine.

Kazuma: "Indeed, compared with Nanjo, only the chairman can fight."

Mikako: "Right! So...huh?"

Mikako stared at Kazuma.

Kazuma was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: "Oh! And you! You can also fight!"

"I knock you!"

While talking, Mei Jiazi made a king punch and hit Kazuma without any pain or itching.

At this time, Kazuma realized one thing afterwards: "Wait a minute! What you said just now is a bit weird~www.readwn.com~ Isn’t Matsuzaka also crying?"

"Yeah. We all think this is love." Mikako stopped the king's punch, grabbed the milk of Kazuma, and said, "Who knows that's it."

"So why?"

"Because I felt that the vice minister was not as good as you, so I agreed and lost."

Kazuma was shocked: "What the hell? What thing does the deputy minister like?"

The two girls chose to be silent very tacitly and drink milk together.

Kazuma was sandwiched between two people, with a dazed expression.

Huh?

what does it mean?

Could it be... it's me to blame?

He scratched the back of his head.

(End of this chapter)