I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

the next day.

noon.

During the break, Kazuma borrowed an empty classroom-Japanese schools seem to have a lot of empty classrooms. It is said that when the school was rebuilt after the war, it was planned according to the birth rate of the postwar baby boom. Later, I couldn't use so many classrooms at all.

As a result, empty classrooms have become a stage for all kinds of "after-class stories".

In the classroom, Kazuma held the harmonica and reproduced the melody of "A Story You Don't Know" upside down.

"Suddenly changed from the ethereal style to the feeling of a pop song?" Nanjo looked at Kazuma suspiciously, "You have a big jump in your style."

Without waiting for the sophistry of Kazuma, the chairman said: "He has no formal composition training, and he doesn't even understand music theory. For him, the style is meaningless. He just plays the melody that emerges in his heart. Come out."

Kazuma wants to give the chairman a big compliment, so I don't even have to think about the reason in the future.

Nanjo accepted the chairman's statement-because it really made sense.

She looked down at the score she had picked, and then handed it to the chairman: "Come on, merge our scores."

One person may make mistakes, and the mistakes can be corrected by comparing the scores of the two.

Of course, the best way is to have three people pick up scores together, but it's a pity that Mei Jiazi doesn't understand music.

The bored Mikako said to Kazuma, "Why did you suddenly write songs again?"

"Last night I watched the stars with Chiyoko, recalling the previous scenes of seeing the stars, and sent me feelings."

Saying Kazuma, by the way, I sang the words that I recalled to the melody.

The two who were playing the score stopped and looked at Kazuma.

When Kazuma finishes singing a paragraph-actually the second paragraph of the original lyrics-Nanjo clapped his hands: "It's great, but can I still see the summer night triangle now?"

"It feels, I always feel that something is wrong with filling the autumn quadrilateral."

In fact, the main Kazuma is afraid that it will be self-defeating by changing people's Japanese words with the poor level of Chinese language.

Mikako: "This is a song for Chiyoko. I always feel so envious."

Nanjo nodded silently: "Yes."

Mei Jiazi: "What do you envy, don't you have one? The place of the stars can't be given to me, right?"

"No," Kazuma shook his head, "The place of the star is that I can write it out myself."

"Then Chiyoko is the first one." Mikako stretched out, and then lay down on the table, "I am even more envious! But compared to us, Chiyoko is a blood relative who really depends on each other, understands and understands."

Nanjo smiled and said, "Chiyoko, very cute. I want to have a sister like this too."

"Hey, Nanjo, you accidentally exposed your wolf ambition." Mikako lay on the desk, looking at Nanjo with a smirk.

Her cheeks show their softness to their heart's content, and they fit the tabletop perfectly.

Nanjo: "I'm just stating the facts. Chiyoko is really cute. She must be a super beautiful woman in her third year of high school. She is also obedient and clever."

Kazuma smiled, and he couldn't help but remember the fight he had with the stubborn Chiyoko when he was just crossing.

At that time, Chiyoko didn't seem to be obedient or clever at all.

Mikako: "Hey, someone shows a disgusting smile."

"What's wrong with me? My proud sister is praised. Isn't it normal for me to smile?"

"Is Kazuma originally a sister-in-law?" The chairman who had been checking the score suddenly joined the conversation. "It seems that this element has become popular recently. I read the new serials in manga magazines, and many of them have their own sisters. "

"No, I am not a sister control." Kazuma quickly denied.

The chairperson put a rest on the score and handed it to Kazuma: "Okay! It should be almost the correct score. You can take it back to praise your dear sister."

"Thank you." Kazuma glanced at the score. With his current level of music reading, he can barely know how to play against the score. He can't see the melody in his mind like those real musicians. .

Kazuma carefully collected the scores and said with a smile: "Chiyoko will definitely be happy."

The chairman shrugged: "In the afternoon the student union election, it's almost time to go to the auditorium to gather. Let's go."

The group stood up, picked up the empty bento box, and left the classroom.

in the afternoon.

Shigeru Ikeda returned to the dojo after school early.

Today is one of the rare days when he did not arrange to return to work after school. He is ready to use the time to review until the master and the others come back, and then start today's Kendo practice.

Shigeru Ikeda was about to open the door of the yard when he suddenly found a small note on the letter box at the door.

Because the Kiryu family had no money, they only subscribed to the morning paper, and the morning paper would be taken away by Chiyoko every morning and put on the newspaper rack in the house.

Because neither Kazuma nor Chiyoko have the habit of reading newspapers, these newspapers will later become materials for all kinds of things.

After Shigeru Ikeda came, he would flip through the newspapers from time to time-because the teacher said that reading newspapers too much can improve his Chinese and historical achievements.

Shigeru Ikeda didn't care whether it was right or not, it would not take much time to do it anyway.

Ikeda instinctively felt that the situation was not right with a piece of paper sandwiched between the letter box that was supposed to be empty.

He stretched out his hand to remove the piece of paper and unfolded it to read the content~www.readwn.com~ On the piece of paper, a few lines of words cut from the newspaper were spelled out: Your father is in our hands. Don’t call the police if you don’t want him to die. , Come to this address:

Shigeru Ikeda was speechless, crumpled the paper into a ball and was about to toss it, but suddenly stopped thinking of something.

He unfolded the paper again, glanced at the address above and murmured: "Can I call the police and provide this address to the police?"

Without saying a word, Shigeru Ikeda took out the key to open the courtyard door and the door of the house, and went straight to the telephone landline on the shoe cabinet.

But when he was still short of the last number to broadcast the alarm call, he hesitated.

What if, in case the face-to-face really came because of the police, would you kill Naoto Ikeda?

There was a voice howling in Shigeru Ikeda's mind, "Isn't that great?" "Didn't you always want to kill this scumbag?"

Yes, Shigeru Ikeda had the idea of ​​killing that scum countless times.

He has watched TV reports that when he was young, he would be sentenced to the juvenile prison and would not be executed if he murdered when he was young.

So he tried to save his mother countless times.

But in the end, he lacked courage.

Then he reached the age when he had to pay the price of an adult.

The reason why he wants to be a bad person and want to be mixed is also the idea to make himself more courageous.

After all, you see, Ji Dao is a brave and brave man.

And now, Shigeru Ikeda has no doubt that he has gained courage.

Real courage.

The courage from the master.

The courage to be a hero.

If the self back then had such courage, Naoto Ikeda, a bastard, would have been dead for a long time.

So now, just let him die like this, what can't it?