I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

　　 Kazuma looks at Mikako like this, and feels that now that she confessed, she will definitely win.

　　 But in love, the party receiving the confession will have the advantage. Between being licked and licked by others, Kazuma wants to be the one being licked.

　　 He firmly believes that there is no future in being a dog licker, so in his previous life, despite his good conditions, he never fell in love.

　　 Of course, this is not unrelated to the time when Kazuma was in the era when female boxing was rampant.

　　 Kazuma occasionally fancy girls, without exception, are boxing masters. When I open Weibo, I see her punching hard, opening her mouth to "hang cancer and die" and shut up "men are all potential strong X offenders."

　　 Every time I read my sister’s Weibo, Kazuma I must sigh, what the **** is going on in this society, how can we push ordinary boys who are unmarried and unloved to such a degree that they are satisfied with these female punches? When can men stand up?

　　 gas, cold, shaking.

　　 So Kazuma now suppresses the urge to confess. He has never experienced masculinity in his previous life. This time, he has to experience everything and let his sisters chase after him.

　　 However, when I thought about Kazuma again, it seemed that I was a bit stronger, and I had a wall bang, a strong kiss, or something. It seemed that I was also the one holding the initiative, so I was not a licking dog.

　　 Kazuma can't help but imagine the scene of his own wall dong Meijiazi-I haven't done this in my previous life, so I have to rehearse it in my mind.

　　 Now he is standing in the middle of the dojo, and the nearest wall is several meters away. To look at the suddenness of the wall, he has to sprint towards the wall to get up before Meijiazi can react.

　　 In order to prevent Mikazi from falling during the sprint, he had to grab Mikazi's armpits, pick her up and sprint again—

　　 That's right, Kazuma is very serious about picking up Mikako for a heroic charge, and then hitting the **** the wall.

　　 This is the sword-style wall dong, can ordinary handsome guys do it?

　　 Poor Mikako escaped from Ji Dao's poisonous hand, but now faces the crisis of interrupting his ribs in the process of walling.

　　 Fortunately, Kazuma finally pulled the rein of his thinking, otherwise with his size, Mikako might become the wallpaper of the dojo.

　　 Kazuma imagined Mikako being frightened when she was picked up, and laughed out loud.

　　 Mikako, who had bowed her head and blushed, heard the laughter of Kazuma, raised her head and glanced, and asked suspiciously, "What are you laughing at?"

　　 "I just missed you a while ago." Kazuma was a sincere boy and answered truthfully.

　　 Mikako looked back at the wall of the dojo: "...Is this distance wall?"

　　 "Yes, can't it?"

　　 "Why are you going to do this?"

　　 "It's very simple, that's it, I will lift you up like this first, yes, that's it, and then sprint against the wall..."

　　 "Brother, what are you doing?" Chiyoko's voice interrupted the demonstration of Kazuma.

　　 She stood in front of the door of the dojo leading to the main house, frowning at Kazuma with Mikako in her hands.

　　 "This is...lifting high?" Chiyoko asked suspiciously.

　　 Kazuma glanced at Mikako who was lifted high by herself.

　　 The latter's face was flushed like a ripe peach.

　　 Kazuma: "How is it, Mikako, are you happy to lift it high?"

　　 "You kill me." Mikako whispered, covering her face.

　　Mikako's appearance suddenly made Kazuma want to bully her a few more times, but Chiyoko was staring at him with murderous eyes next to him, feeling that if he didn't put Mikako down, his three meals a day would be sour from tomorrow.

　　 Kazuma put Mikako down and explained to Chiyoko awkwardly: "I just wanted to show Mikako how to be in this place in the dojo..."

　　 Chiyoko turned his head and glanced at the wall next to her, and then asked the exact same question as Mikako: "Wall dong? This distance?"

　　 "Yes, it can be done, I lift her up first, that's it, and then..."

　　 "Kiryuu Kazuma, I'm going to kill you!" Mikako who was lifted up again yelled hysterically because he was too ashamed.

　　 Chiyoko Fue: "Brother, sometimes I suspect that you are better suited to become a comedian than Kendo.

　　 "By the way, I think that instead of lifting it high and rushing to the wall, I think you should put Fujii-senpai under your arm and rush toward the wall.

　　 "This way she will be knocked out for the first time, without facing the next embarrassment. This way is more kind to her."

　　 As soon as Chiyoko's voice fell, there was a sirens outside.

　　 Like in various movies, the police always appear after everything is over.

　　**

　　 After sending Mikako to the police station for transcripts, Kazuma and Chiyoko began to clean up the mess of the dojo.

　　 "Just leave it to me." Chiyoko said, "I didn't exert much effort just now."

　　 "Then I'll leave it to you." Kazuma simply picked up the child, threw the broom away, and walked out of the dojo to the "edge side" facing the courtyard.

　　The so-called edge side is the open corridor that traditional Japanese houses have. Japanese anime often appears in this corridor to sit and watch the scenery in the yard.

　　 Kazuma sat cross-legged on the edge of the edge and looked at the big cherry tree in the yard.

　　 Just looking at this cherry tree, you know that the Kiryu family's ancestors have been wide.

　　 Kazuma has traveled to the present, busy adapting to the world here, busy persuading Meijiazi to sell the dojo, there is no time to appreciate this big cherry tree.

　　 In Japanese culture, there are four great pleasures in life: viewing cherry blossoms at night in spring, watching stars in summer, viewing the full moon in autumn, and first snow in winter.

　　 Now Kazuma has completed the first piece.

　　 In this situation, it would be even better if there was a good wine.

　　 Kazuma looks at the cherry blossom trees, and the night color coats the pink petals with a cool color, which looks like a different flavor.

　　 At this moment, he finally realized that he was in Japan.

　　 I don't know how long I watched it. Kazuma suddenly heard movement next to him, and turned his head to see that Chiyoko came over with barley tea and refreshments.

　　 Chiyoko put the tray with tea and snacks next to Kazuma, and then sat down too.

　　As a girl, she can’t sit cross-legged—too rude and not in accordance with etiquette.

　　 So she put her legs together and sat sideways on the edge of the rim.

　　 "Obviously, I haven't taken care of this old cherry tree much, but after so many years, it still blooms so splendidly." Chiyoko said softly.

Kazuma smiled, and suddenly remembered the anecdotes from the animation games in the previous life, so he replied: "This kind of big cherry tree absorbs no ordinary nutrients. It is said that under every cherry tree, there are Buried..."

　　 "Brother, those are all urban legends."

　　 Kazuma glanced at Chiyoko, and immediately determined that this guy is the kind who is afraid of ghosts.

　　 Kazuma remembered this silently, and prepared to find opportunities in the future, so he would give Chiyoko a little surprise.

　　 Chiyoko: "Brother, are you looking for a chance to pretend to be a ghost and scare me? I can tell you that I was very strong when I was frightened. You can kill a brown bear in Hokkaido with a punch. You can count it yourself."

　　 "Well, it's so scary." Kazuma responded with a grin, "Then I want to see it."

　　 "Huh." Chiyoko turned his head to ignore Kazuma.

　　 Kazuma took a snack and continued to watch the cherry blossoms flying in the sky while eating.

　　 Chiyoko suddenly said, "Brother, the way you were fighting just now, how do you say, you are more like a swordsman than Shangquan Shinoka in the big river drama."

　　 Kazuma: "Of course, I have won the five ultimates alone. How many can he win when I play the actor of Izumi Shinoka?"

　　 "That's right." Chiyoko paused, and then asked, "Brother, when did you become so good? I used to practice against you. It's easy whether you want to win or lose..."

　　 "When the quantity changes to a certain level, it will change qualitatively, that's it." Kazuma prevaricates.

　　 Chiyoko was obviously not very satisfied with this answer. She looked up at Ye Ying and continued: "Who is the master who taught you the newcomer, shall I learn it too?"

　　 Kazuma secretly said, no, my master may not be born yet.

　　 He estimated that Master Hasegawa was in his early thirties in his previous life. In 1980, at this time, no embryos were formed.

　　 Kazuma was wondering how to divert the subject, Chiyoko gave up on her own: "Brother, if you don't want to say, then I won't ask."

　　Don’t say hello, such a sensible sister, it’s great.

　　 Chiyoko changed the subject: "Dojo, are you still selling it?"

　　 "Sell." Kazuma replied firmly, "Even if it is to save money for college, I have to sell it."

　　 Chiyoko nodded and did not raise any objections. Looking at her now, she couldn't imagine that she was still fiercely opposing the dojo just a few days ago.

　　 "Brother, university... you really want to recruit a police school through Kendo special?"

　　 There is a special police school in Japan, which is also considered a university, but there is a ceiling for promotion from this kind of school.

　　You must come out of a prestigious university such as the University of Tokyo to be able to rise to a high position above the police.

　　Moreover, after graduating from a prestigious university like the University of Tokyo, there will be many more choices in life. No matter how you choose, you will become an upper-class population in Japanese society.

　　 So Kazuma shook his head decisively: "No, I'm not going to be like that."

　　 "Huh?" Chiyoko looked at Kazuma in amazement, "Then...what are you going to do? You can't do it, right?"

　　 "Of course not. I want to take the University of Tokyo and become a master."

　　 Chiyoko's mouth couldn't close her mouth: "Brother, please be more sober!"

　　 "I'm awake." Kazuma looked at Chiyoko and smiled, "Should we make a bet?"

　　 Chiyoko shook his head: "Still, UU reading www.uukanshu.com I believe you can do it. No wonder you want to sell the dojo..."

　　 Although the University of Tokyo is a national institution, the cost of completing four years of study is not low, at least it is not affordable by the Kiryu family now.

　　 Chiyoko seems to regard this as the reason Kazuma insists on selling the dojo.

　　 However, Kazuma actually wanted to invest money.

　　 Kazuma is too lazy to explain so much to Chiyoko, she just misunderstood it.

　　 But chatting with Chiyoko also allowed Kazuma to bring his thoughts back to real issues.

　　 His dojo hasn't been sold yet, and he has to face threats from other Jidao organizations.

　　—Damn, how can I sell the dojo at its original price?

　　—Does it have to beat all the Jidao that comes to the door?

　　 Let's not talk about the question of whether you can't fight or not. Let's fight one by one. Don't get too famous in the end, even the police will treat me as the ultimate, it's not fun!

　　 Kazuma could not help but sigh.

　　 Chiyoko looked at him and sighed suddenly. He didn't know what was going on, so he didn't dare to speak.

　　 Kazuma continues to consider: If Sumitomo Construction refuses to restore the original price, then I have to wait for me to become an adult, and then go to the bank to see if I can get a loan.

　　 Now when people watch Kazuma as a minor, the investment manager doesn't even bother to see him.

　　 However, in Japan, the adult is 20 years old, and it was only changed to 18 years old in 2018...

　　 Kazuma couldn't help but help.

　　 Forget it, I don't want to, let's increase my strength first. After much deliberation, now only my own plug-in is reliable.

　　 So Kazuma stood up.

　　 Chiyoko: "What's wrong?"

　　 "I practice the lower air swing." Kazuma said.