I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

Fang Chun's reporter Takashi Hanafang and photographer Daisuke Wakamiya lie in wait for two days at the gate of North Geshi High School.

"There will be results tonight." On the afternoon of the third day, Takashi Hanabo instigated a cup of noodles while saying to Daisuke Wakamiya, "This kind of staying in school is impossible without sparks. Please prepare your shooting equipment as soon as possible. , We will sneak in when the time is later."

"I see." Daisuke Wakamiya replied while putting the small camera in a bag much smaller than the camera bag he usually carried.

What other pinhole cameras, polaroids, and props used for sneak shots and pirated photography, Daisuke Wakamiya has everything.

After all, they are the ace paparazzi of the weekly magazine Fang Chun, experts in digging black materials.

Many of the bonuses obtained from digging black materials before have been converted into equipment.

At this time, outside the car, the students who were going to stay at the school tonight began to return to school one after another after eating, and the entire teaching building of North Ge's High School was also uncharacteristically brightly lit.

Usually at this time, only the teacher's office and school staff's duty room still have lights in the teaching building.

Suddenly, Daisuke Wakamiya patted Takashi Hanabu on the shoulder: "Hey, is that a member of the Kiryuu Kazuma harem group?"

Hanafang Takashi looked up at his partner, followed his gaze, and saw the braided girl with glasses and **** standing at the entrance of the school, looking up to the northwest, wondering what she was looking at.

The light of the setting sun reflected on her glasses, making both lenses gleam, making it impossible to see the expression under the lenses.

Hanafang Takashi glanced at the sky to the northwest, and there was nothing but two burning clouds.

"What is she looking at?" Huafang Takashi asked her partner in confusion.

"I don't know, maybe just enjoying the sunset?"

At this time, the braided spectacles girl had finished looking, and continued to walk towards the school gate.

"Speaking of which, she didn't actually act with Kiryuu Kazuma?" Daisuke Wakamiya continued to mutter, "I thought the four of them would always stick together like conjoined babies."

Takashi Hanabu was also speechless. He suddenly thought of a question: "When did she leave school?"

"I don't know, but today the school is so lively, there are so many students going in and out, and the back door is open for students to use at will. It's normal for us to miss it."

"Hush, stop talking, take a photo!" Hanafang Takashi interrupted Wakamiya Daisuke, pointing out the car window, "Quickly take a photo! That's Kiryu's younger sister!"

The sister of Kiryuu Kazuma Kiryuu Chiyoko arrived at the gate of Kita Kazuma High School on a bicycle of a handsome young man.

Chiyoko jumped out of the car, said a few words to the boy, and then ran into the school gate holding a small baggage that might be a bento box.

The teacher of North Katz High School who was guarding the door also greeted Chiyoko, apparently knowing she was coming.

"This boy is a boy who lives in the dojo! Did you just get the picture?"

"I took it, but it’s useless. I watched it carefully with the lens. The girl kept her distance very well. Not only can I not get the feeling you want, but it will make people feel like they are like brothers and sisters, and they have family members. taste."

Kafang Takashi was speechless.

If Gong Daisuke couldn't make a peachy feeling, it would be too pure.

You must know that your partner is so skilled that he can accidentally meet an ordinary colleague in the coffee room while making a coffee while having a conversation. It looks like an expert who is cheating on him.

Takashi Hanabu can squeeze out the former chief reporter, thanks to the excellent performance of his partner.

That's right, real paparazzi don't just use those skills on celebrities.

"Maybe we can take the route of praising the beauty and purity of youth?" Daisuke Wakamiya suggested, "We basically don't publish this. Maybe readers will find it very strange if we come once in a while?"

"Don't be silly, what our readers want to see..." Hanafang Takashi suddenly stopped talking, because he saw the male student who had just brought Kiryu Chiyoko over and returned after a while.

He has a bad premonition instinctively.

Sure enough, the boy stopped beside their car and knocked on the window.

Takashi Hanabu adjusted the expression on his face and calmly rolled down the car window: "What's the matter?"

"You just secretly photographed my senior sister, right? The stealing photograph is illegal."

"We are reporters," Takashi Hanabo showed his ID from the weekly magazine Wenchun and his login ID with the Japan Press Association. "We guarantee that these photos will not be used in commercial situations. We have the right to choose suitable photos as news pictures... "

"But my elder sister is under fifteen. It is illegal to post her photos on any news media. Similarly, her name cannot appear in news reports."

The teenager who seemed to have a bad taste of a teenager said solemnly.

Takashi Hanaba and Daisuke Wakamiya looked at each other.

"I'm under 15 years old, okay." Daisuke Wakamiya sighed.

"Please destroy the negatives." The boy continued to say in a serious tone, "If you have any legal questions, you can call Gumei Law Firm."

Wakamiya Daisuke glanced at Takashi Huafang, who made an impatient gesture.

So Wakamiya Daisuke took out the camera film and handed it to the boy.

As soon as the boy took the small cylinder of film, he broke the cylinder in half, and the film was exposed to the sunset and finished instantly.

"Thank you for your cooperation." The boy said as he gathered the destroyed negatives into a pile, threw them into the trash can next to him, and then rode away on his bicycle.

Takashi Hanabo looked at the figure of the boy who was going away: "What the hell?"

Wakamiya Daisuke: "I thought I was going to be beaten. It didn't happen. Shouldn't Kiryu's apprentice be a martial artist?"

"You actually moved out that Gumei law firm... You will be careful when you go in for a photo later. Don't take pictures of Kiryu and his sister." Hanafang Takashi warned.

"I sometimes wonder whether we are more hateful or the legal jackals are more hateful."

"Don't think about any of these, hurry up and prepare, we are going to do something big tonight." Takashi Hanabu patted his partner on the shoulder and urged.

At this time, the speakers of the office in the distant district began to play Dvorak's "Renewed World".

The sound sounded very far away, as if it would disappear at any time.

After all, as Sumitomo’s old city reconstruction project started, more and more district offices’ speakers were turned off.

It is estimated that Ge's district will soon not hear the music that urges the children to go home and reminds the arrival of the magical time.

**

Kiryuu Kazuma stretched towards the sunset in front of the window of my classroom: "It's Dvorak, I shudder every time I hear this song."

Many Japanese urban legends and horror stories use Dvořák's "The New World" as a means to set off the atmosphere of horror.

I don’t know why she nodded in Kazuma, Mikazi from their class: "Yes, I also think this song is sometimes weird. I don’t think so when listening to the symphony version. The re-arranged version played by Ou Gong It's too hell."

At this time, the chairperson said: "This piece of music is organized like this to remind the listeners that the time for mortals is over, and the time for ghosts and ghosts has arrived. Let everyone go home as soon as possible."

"But for today's Tokyo, it is clear that nightlife hasn't even started at this time. Tokyo is the same city that never sleeps like New York." Mikako said, "Isn't it wrong to play such underworld tunes?"

"So many places in Tokyo are not released now. It should be said that there is no way to release it." The chairman shrugged.

"Then what should I do if I encounter the ghost ghosts?" Mikako asked suspiciously.

"You can sing this song." The chairman cleared his throat and began to sing:

通りゃんせ通りゃんせ

Cleared, cleared

ここはどこの细道じゃ

Where is this path

天神様の细道じゃ

This is the path of the gods

ちょっと通して下しゃんせ

Pass gently to the opposite side

Mei Jiazi: "Isn't this a nursery rhyme?"

"There are a lot of nursery rhymes, which were originally taught to children to escape danger." The chairman said in a popular science tone, "So many times when we encounter strange things, I just hum a nursery rhyme and never look back. Just go straight."

"That's okay?" Mei Jiazi was shocked, "You feel so foolish to say that you feel like ghosts and everything."

"I also see it from the Spiritual Magazine, it may not be effective."

"It's not necessarily effective!" Mei Jiazi played the role of Tucao dutifully.

Kazuma focused on the song just sung by the chairman of the committee. The lyrics of this song sounded too much like "Take off your sandals and sandals" in empty Chinese, which made him want to laugh.

Kazuma has been traveling for more than half a year, and it is reasonable to say that I am used to thinking in Japanese, but at this time, I will still run out of Chinese.

It shows that some old habits brought over in the previous life are not so easy to change.

In an emergency situation, he still speaks his mother tongue in his previous life from time to time.

Fortunately, no one will notice such details in an emergency.

Nanjo and Chiyoko who went to the toilet at this time came back together.

"Brother, I'm here, and I brought a supper!"

Because Chiyoko was a little worried at home alone, Kazuma went to the school, and easily asked the school to agree with Chiyoko to come over and spend the night together.

As for Amao, Kazuma is not very worried. After all, he has a hard life. Even if he is targeted, Kazuma will be saved in time.

Kazuma faintly feels that my apprentice will practice for another two years, and I am afraid that he will have to dismantle the group himself.

"Come on, brother, the supper I brought is a rice ball. You can take it while you work and eat it."

A boy in the class shouted: "Do we have a share too?"

"Some and some! After all, the material cost is from your class fee, and everyone has a share!" Chiyoko said with a smile.

Kazuma: "I haven't heard about class fees?"

"Think about who is managing class fees." Mei Jiazi reminded him.

Kazuma glanced at the chairperson: "Are you...is this embezzlement?"

"I did the billing, and I asked Chiyoko to keep the small ticket when purchasing. This is a completely legal expense."

Nanjo: "Although it is a completely legal expenditure, the beneficiary is its own affiliated company. It is precisely because of this that my father desperately wanted to marry me to the second son of a member of the Diet."

When she said this, she happened to have classmates who came to pick up the rice **** distributed by Chiyoko, her eyes widened when she heard this, and her face was full of "Why are you talking about something too high-end?"

"Namijo-san!" Tagani-san stepped into the classroom, "Your clothes are ready!"

Although Nanjo said that he could use his own kimono as the clothes for the show, but he was rejected by the classmate Tagani who was in charge of the big props at the drama club and three other female classmates from the craft club.

It is said that this is related to their dignity or something.

Anyway, as long as the exposure is not high, Kazuma doesn't matter.

The point is that the exposure cannot be too high.

It's best to wrap it tightly.

Nanjo stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go over here, am I going to the housekeeping classroom?"

"Yes, there is an area where girls try on clothes, and many people are trying on clothes. The three of them will accompany you." Tagani-san pointed to a few female classmates from the crafts club next to him.

"Najo-san, we have made the best costumes that will not shame your beauty!" said one of the female classmates of the Handicraft Club excitedly.

They were very excited when they helped Nanjo measure the size a few days ago. When Kazuma passed by them, they could hear them discussing "perfect body" and "more model than a model".

Recalling the discussion of the trio at the handicraft club, Kazuma couldn't help but look at Nanjo.

Indeed, ballet and kendo training gave her a body comparable to a supermodel.

Kazuma suddenly had the urge to take a peek at Nanjo to change clothes.

Then his sight was blocked by the chairperson's belly-Kazuma was sitting now, so he just saw the belly.

Although it is a bit cold in autumn now, North Ge's College has not changed its winter clothes. The hem of the chairperson's summer dress is obviously a little short. You can see the elastic band of the sailor suit's pleated skirt and a little bit of skin on the stomach.

This faintly faintly visible belly, on the contrary, is more fascinating than the direct exposure of the umbilical cord.

Kazuma raised his head and looked at the culprit who caused the chairperson's clothes to be a little short, and then looked at the chairperson.

"You are not allowed to go~www.readwn.com~ take this time to recite history."

The history test papers for the entrance examination of East University cover a very wide range and have a lot of rote content.

Kazuma nodded and took out the handbook made by the chairman from the drawer.

I don’t know how many books I have memorized in Kazuma.

The chairman sneezed, then went to his place and picked up the fur coat and put it on.

Although the school has not changed the winter clothes, the teachers will not object to the students using flexible methods to deal with changes in the weather.

Wearing sweaters like this is a common practice among girls.

As for the boys-of course, the cold is dealt with by root!

There is no rule in the school that no more clothes can be put on, but if everyone has short sleeves and you wear a coat, then wait to be laughed at.

Mei Jiazi looked at the chairperson who came back from putting on her coat: "I didn't expect you to be cute when you sneeze. I can't do it anymore, when I usually sneeze..."

Halfway through, Mikazi seemed to have a sore nose. The next moment she sneezed out, her nose flew far away. Fortunately, Kazuma had eyesight and quickly picked up the curtain next to it and blocked it.

Mikako: "Look, I sneeze like this."

"When you realize that the sneeze cannot be stopped, you must consciously control your breath, so that you can squeeze the sneeze into a cute sneeze." The chairperson explained with a smile, "Nanjo must have been trained accordingly. . Yamato Nadeshiko can’t be so rude to sneeze.”

Mikako sighed: "It's so hard to be Yamato Nadeshiko, Kazuma give me tissues."

Kazuma pulled several tissues from the tissue box in front of him and stuffed them with Mikako.

At this time, the last ray of sunset light outside the window disappeared, and the night finally came.

But the feeling in school has become more restless.