I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma got into the car with Nanjo, but the Suzuki butler looked back and said, "I will wait in the car or follow you to investigate."

Honami said before Kazuma: "Grandpa Suzuki, you are too conspicuous when you come. It's just that if we two, it looks like a couple on a date. This kind of niche theater rehearsal, many young couples will go to the rehearsal. watch."

　　 Kazuma: "Is that so?"

　　 This is the field he doesn't understand. In his previous life, he had rich experience in cooperating with customers to brag and drinking, but he had very little experience in playing with girls.

　　 "That's it."

　　Honami explained to Kazuma: "Generally, this kind of small theater company does not have too many audiences during the performance, and there are not many people watching it at the rehearsal.

　　"But the rehearsal must be simulated together with the lighting, so the theater is very dark just like the performance.

　　 "The empty theater, the lights are dim, couples love this kind of place, the key is the style.

　　 "Similarly, the main audience of those small movie theaters that show old movies all day long are also lovers."

　　 Kazuma learned a whole new knowledge!

　　 "I think that kind of small movie theater is mainly to serve old movie fans, or the owner of the movie theater is a person with a story and pays homage to his lost youth in this way."

　　 "There are those too." Honami shrugged.

　　 Butler Suzuki looked back at Honami again, then looked at Kazuma, and said, "Then I wish you all a good time-it seems that this is not quite right."

　　 Kazuma: "We are acting for the tomorrow of Tokyo."

Butler Suzuki had already turned around and was about to drive. Hearing the words Kazuma, he looked at Kazuma through the rearview mirror, and then he said: "I wanted to protect the eldest lady... But, Missy will be unhappy to say that."

Honami: "Grandpa Suzuki, I tried so hard to improve myself so as not to drag Kazuma. This time, Danzi specifically called me back, indicating that even she recognized my efforts! I will follow Kazuma) "to fight side by side."

　　 In the rearview mirror, butler Suzuki looked at Honami's expression quite complicated, mixed with relief and uncontrollable worry, of course there was a little relief.

　　 Kazuma pondered, and said: "Don't worry, Suzuki-san, I will...We will support each other."

　　 Butler Suzuki nodded, did not speak, and started the car.

　　**

　　 When Butler Suzuki said that there was still ten minutes away, Kazuma suddenly saw an acquaintance on the side of the road.

　　 Kitagawa Saori stood under the eaves of a game center that had not yet opened a store, hiding from the sun that had begun to become venomous, and licking lollipops leisurely.

　　 A patrolman riding a bicycle is riding towards her.

　　 When the Japanese police saw people in school uniforms dangling outside during school hours, they would come forward to ask questions and persuade her to return to school.

　　 Kazuma I saw a girl traveling to Japan from China in my last life. She wandered in the street wearing a JK uniform at ten o'clock in the morning on weekdays and was instructed by the police.

　　 In the end, because the girl didn't understand Japanese, she didn't know why she was watched by the police and made a joke.

　　 Beichuan also saw the patrolman and immediately showed a "broken" expression.

　　 So, Ms. Ji Dao would also be afraid of being instructed by the police?

　　 Still, she simply doesn't want to have a relationship with her family?

　　After all? 　Now she is Saori Kitagawa? 　Is a free rock girl.

　　Kazuma said: "Move over to the side and stop."

　　 Butler Suzuki only glanced at Kazuma through the rear-view mirror, and without asking anything, he drove the car directly to Saori Kitagawa who was fighting with the police.

　　 After the car stopped, Kazuma rolled down the window: "Sorry, Mr. Officer, this is our idol trainee? 　The sailor suit is a costume."

　　When the patrol officer turned his head, he had an expression of "I will believe you to hell"? 　After seeing the extended Bentley of the Nanjo Consortium? 　He found that it was indeed a **** today.

　　 "Take care of your artists." The police officer complained? 　 Then he pushed the car to the side? 　 gave Beichuan his way.

　　 Kitagawa Saori bowed to the police officer: "Sorry. And..."

　　 She suddenly smiled? 　 Turned around, raised her right hand with her thumb, index finger, and ring finger to her eyebrows? 　 Closed one eye: "This is the magical magic that can make the society refreshed? KIRA~"

　　 can only say? 　 deserves to be an underground idol...

　　 It turned out to be the LIVE set, but now the Japanese underground idols are already using it!

　　 The patrolman looked at his silly expression.

　　 Beichuan Shaxuri ignored the policeman's feedback, got into the Bentley car door closed, and sighed immediately.

　　 "Why do you want to say that I am an idol, I hate that kind of idol who sells colors."

　　 Kazuma thought Nichinan must be sneezing wildly now.

　　 Kazuma: "I think you were very proficient just now. But your posture is relatively uncharacteristic. I will design an exclusive cute pose for you. You are like this, pose in this posture, and then say ‘nikonikoni~’"

　　 "Go and die! It's disgusting!" Kitagawa Saori rolled her eyes, then turned her eyes to Honami, "You actually brought someone here today, you finally don't plan to chase me?"

　　 Kazuma understood in seconds, this product was putting eye drops on Honami, and said so deliberately.

　　 Although Honami will definitely not be in such a low-level suit, Kazuma still interrupted Kitagawa Saori's words: "Look at this, do you have an impression?"

　　 Kazuma took out the photos of the small theater that I will visit today.

　　 Kitagawa Saori glanced at the photo, and immediately replied: "I performed there, with everyone who was in the rain. What happened to this theater?"

　　 Kazuma: "The first suspect in the Kandagawa serial refrigerator corpse case is directing a small theater troupe to rehearse his new play."

　　 "Isn't that person cleared of suspicion? I heard that when he was locked in the police station, a second body was found, and after the time of death was estimated, he had a perfect alibi."

　　 "It is indeed a perfect alibi. The provider of the certificate is the police. It can't be more perfect than this." Kazuma spit out.

　　 Kitagawa Saori suddenly said: "This...Edogawa Ranbu or whose work also has the same design? The murderer made the bureau to bring in the detective, and the detective himself was the provider of the alibi."

　　 Honami: "Such a design is actually quite common in reasoning, and there are many famous reasoning series."

　　 Kitagawa Saori looked at Honami: "Is that so? I usually do not do this kind of reasoning on the basis of Bengalism."

　　 "The Bunga school just doesn't engage in narrative tricks."

　　 "Why are you looking at me like this in Kazuma?" Kitagawa Saori suddenly stopped talking to Honami and looked at Kazuma.

　　 Kazuma shrugged: "I didn't expect you to be interested in these. Shouldn't a rock girl see a page with more than three hundred words printed on it and immediately fall asleep?"

　　 "I shark you!" Saori Kitagawa shook his fist at Kazuma.

　　 At this time, the butler Suzuki said: "We are here."

　　 At the same time as the voice fell, the car stopped steadily on the side of the road without any bumps.

　　 Kazuma glanced at the gate of the theater, and it was exactly the same as in the photo, except for one thing: one of the four windows at the entrance of the theater, the poster inside was changed.

　　 "We're going into the theater to watch the rehearsal of the troupe," Kazuma looked at Saori Kitagawa, "You can ask Butler Suzuki to take you to the nearest bus stop."

　　 Butler Suzuki should be away for ten to twenty minutes. It shouldn’t be a big problem.

　　 Kitagawa Shaouri glanced at the theater and said, "I don't want to play video games, where is this fun? I'm here!"

　　 Kazuma, as a soul-wearing Chinese, has little resistance to the reason "all comes".

　　 is here, right?

　　 Kazuma: "That line, you also come together."

　　 After speaking, he opened the car door.

　　 Kitagawa Saori smiled and got off the bus with Kazuma, and then the three of them stood at the entrance of the theater together, looking up at the somewhat old sign of the theater.

　　 At this moment, Kazuma felt like standing in front of the gathering stone at the gate of the instance.

　　 He even had a vision, and the door of the theater seemed to have the light effect of a duplicate door.

　　 But I really want to make a copy, can't you not have a nanny?

　　 Kitagawa Saori bit the remaining lollipop, swallowed the broken candy in two or three bites, and then flicked the stick of the lollipop to make it fly into the trash can by the wall accurately.

　　 There are generally no public trash cans on the streets of Japan, but there is usually one at the entrance of such theaters.

　　 "Speaking of which, there is no Dvorak today." Said Kitagawa Saori.

　　 Honami glanced at her watch: "It's not even a little bit, right now it's just an abnormal change when you put this one?"

　　 "I didn't mean that. I mean, Dvorak's song was changed by Japan so that it feels like the time is coming, right, let it go before the fight, the thief has an atmosphere."

　　 Kazuma had to remind Beichuan: "We didn't go in to fight."

　　 "Isn't it? I thought you were going to..."

　　 Beichuan Shaxuri stopped talking abruptly, and looked at the grandpa coming out of the movie theater-he looked like a ticket inspector.

　　 "There is no performance today, little girl, lad." The old man said, walking trembling steps towards the second window on the left, seemingly intending to replace the poster in the window.

　　 Kazuma carefully confirmed that there is no entry of the person in the picture on the old man's head, and then took the initiative to step forward: "I will help you."

　　 "Oh, thank you. Kind young people are less and less seen now."

　　 Kazuma opened the window, took off the original poster and handed it to the old man, then took the new poster rolled into a tube and unfolded it.

　　 He saw the face of Jun Nishida in the painting at first sight.

　　 seems to be the poster of the play that Jun Nishida is rehearsing.

　　 Kazuma carefully read the text on the poster:

　　 The experimental work of the new playwright Nishida, the absurd drama that subverts everything!

　　Press "Waiting for Godot"!

　　 Kazuma raised his eyebrows. To tell the truth, in his previous life, he went to see waiting for Godot in order to pretend to be a girl, and then found out that he was a layman and couldn't appreciate such elegant things.

　　 The poster says "struggling "Waiting for Godot"", giving Kazuma a feeling of "This drama is waiting for Godot three times as boring."

　　 The old man in check misunderstood the expression of Kazuma and said, "Are you also a fan of Nishida? He has so many fans."

　　 Kazuma frowned, "also"?

　　 "Is there any other fans here?" Kazuma asked.

　　 "Yes, yes, a lot of them."

　　 The old man in check continued: "Now they are rehearsing inside. I use their drama to help sleep. The effect is great."

　　Kazuma asked, "Then, among these fans, is there anyone named Hechuan Xingzi?"

　　 The old man shrugged: "How can I know what those fans are called."

　　 Kazuma curled his lips, lowered his head to continue studying the poster, and noted the names of the actors on it.

　　 At this time, Honami came over and looked at the poster with Kazuma on her shoulder.

　　 When she saw the words "Press "Waiting for Godot"", she gasped.

　　 Kazuma: "How?"

　　 "I can't understand waiting for Godot." Honami said truthfully.

　　 Kitagawa Saori asked: "What is waiting for Godot?"

　　 "A work of art." Kazuma replied.

　　 Kitagawa Saori said "Oh": "Understood. You are a lippa, let's rock and roll together."

　　 It can be seen that Saori Kitagawa's education is really good. The Japanese know the term "liba people" and they are already very impressive.

　　 At this time, the old ticket seller looked at Kazuma with a puzzled look: "Are you not fans of Mr. Nishida?"

　　 "Uh, we are."

　　 "Can I become a fan if I don't understand Nishida-sensei's drama?" The old man asked again.

　　 Kazuma: "Can't you become a fan because of the sleep aid effect?"

　　 The old conductor laughed: "It makes sense. Don't stand outside, go in and see."

　　 "Don't you need to buy a ticket?" Kazuma asked.

　　 "When the show officially started, the finished product was brought out, so tickets were sold. Now what you see when you go in is a semi-finished product, which may affect your perception of the finished product. What kind of tickets are you selling?"

　　 As he said, the old conductor opened the iron fence beside the ticket gate and nodded to Kazuma.

　　 So Kazuma led the two girls through the gate.

　　 "Hey, boy!" The old man suddenly called Kazuma, and when Kazuma looked back, he pointed in the direction of the wall.

　　 Kazuma turned around and found a vending machine on the wall.

　　 Looking at the old man again, he found that he was smiling like an old naughty boy and winking his eyes at Kazuma.

　　 Kazuma pretended not to understand the meaning of the old man, and walked directly into the theater.

　　 Honami and Saori Kitagawa followed him closely.

　　 The theater has entered a rehearsal state. Only the lights above the first row of seats in the front are turned on. The entire auditorium is basically black.

　　 When he was in the car, Honami said that this kind of small theater would have many young couples who came to watch the rehearsal, but now he hasn't seen any of them in Kazuma.

　　 When they walked in, the actors standing in the center of the spotlight on the stage were talking impassionedly, so no one noticed them.

　　 Kazuma pulls Honami and finds a box to sit down, while Saori Kitagawa occupies the double box next to it.

　　 Kazuma originally thought she would squeeze a box.

　　 Honami lowered her voice and asked Kazuma: "Is Jun Nishida here?"

　　 Kazuma nodded: "In the front row, he is the one sitting under the light."

　　 "Really? How do you recognize it? Through the back of the head?" Honami asked suspiciously.

Kazuma is actually looking at the entry. From a distance, you can see the three-character entry on the head of the person. The last word is human. Although the remaining two characters are not real because of the distance and illumination, but the Kazuma) I guess I didn't find it wrong.

　　 After all, the entry is a rare thing.

　　 Kitagawa Saori stretched his head from the side: "By the way, you didn't say why you came to this Nishida Jun. Just now you said that he has a perfect alibi."

　　 Kazuma: "Are you sure you want to discuss these issues with the other's eyes low?"

　　 "Hmm..." Kitagawa Saori raised her eyebrows, "Okay, forget it. Anyway, I came here to make a big fuss, just like that night."

　　 Honami half jokingly said, "I think too. You didn't take me with you for such a fun thing."

Kazuma glanced at Honami’s figure, thinking you’re goodbye, Kitagawa Saori is small and exquisite, able to roll around in the enemy group, your figure will not be able to fight maneuvering in the first place. Can be tough.

　　 He was about to speak when suddenly the lights on the stage changed.

　　 The eyes of the three people were attracted to the stage together.

　　 Kazuma suddenly discovered that under the changed lights, the whole stage is now presenting a strange atmosphere.

　　 The actor who had been reading his lines under the spotlight just now is kneeling on the ground, as if repenting.

　　 Another actor was standing on a high, ornately decorated stage, and was pushed onto the center of the stage by a prop master wearing a "camouflage dress" that blended with the background of the stage.

　　 The actors on the high stage began to sing.

　　 Honami whispered in the ear of Kazuma: "Isn't this a drama? What's the matter with suddenly singing?"

　　 "Maybe this is so-called experimental." Kazuma replied.

　　 Kitagawa Saori in the box next door said: "I sing pretty well, it should be professional."

　　 At first Kazuma thought that the people on the high stage were singing "Turandot"'s famous song "Nobody Sleeps Tonight". After listening to a few bars, I realized that it was not.

　　 should be a modified piece based on "Nobody Sleeps Tonight".

　　 Can composing music be called copy? Wen Chao Gong Kiryuu Kazuma thought so, except that his Wen Chao Gong copied a piece of music that had not yet been born, and the composer copied a world-famous piece and changed a few tunes.

　　 Honami and Kitagawa Saori are both girls who understand music, and they discovered this at the same time.

　　 "No one will fall asleep tonight, right?" Honami said, "It's too obvious, do more variation."

　　 Kitagawa Shaouri: "Hey, the copyright protection for no one to sleep tonight has expired, just copy it."

　　 Kazuma: "No, this is a 1924 work, and it was performed in 26 years. No matter how it counts, it has not passed the copyright protection period."

　　 Kitagawa Saori spread his hands together: "Then...will the descendants of Puccini come to sue?"

　　 "Probably not. After all, not everyone is Disney."

　　 At this time, Nishida Jun suddenly stood up and shouted hysterically: "Stop! Stop it!"

　　 Kazuma and others, who were chatting, turned their attention to the stage.

　　 Nishida Jun held his head in his hands and shouted: "Why do you always fail to achieve my intention? There should be a mysterious, pathological beauty! People can't wait to be embraced by this strange world!"

　　 Kazuma looked at the lights on the stage, thinking that there are indeed weirdness and morbidity, but the temperament of "Nobody Sleeps Tonight" is wrong!

　　 Or is it Nishida Jun’s goal to create a certain effect through the contrast between the tune and the stage setting?

　　 Nishida Jun is still hysterically roaring at the actors on the stage.

　　 Kazuma suddenly felt that this Nishida Jun should also be a fan of the URB band, is he in a crazy state today?

　　 Kazuma recalled the information currently available, and found that it was not impossible.

　　 Maybe Nishida Jun should pull out something to beat the actor in the next moment.

　　 But Jun Nishida sat back down and sighed: "Forget it, rest for ten minutes. Turn on the lights."

　　 The next moment, the whole theater is brightly lit.

　　 At this time, Kazuma suddenly discovered that there were actually people in the front rows of seats that he had thought to be vacant.

These people just sat motionless in the darkness, and all of them seemed to sink their bodies into chairs, as if they were blending with the darkness, like a theater setting, so the first reaction of Kazuma was "No one is watching ".

　　 When the lights were turned on, so many people appeared in a row, Kazuma was taken aback.

　　 Honami also squeezed the arm of Kazuma hard at the moment of turning on the light, and was obviously shocked.

　　 No wonder the old man at the door said "a lot of fans", does that mean?

　　 But Kazuma and Honami, both experienced the Osaka hostage incident and the bomb demon incident. They have good psychological qualities and quickly stabilized.

　　 Kitagawa Saori in the box next door shouted directly: "Fuck, someone?"

　　 This sound echoed back and forth in the theater, very clear.

　　 The people in the first few rows turned their heads together.

Kazuma thought that there would be a classic horror film scene for a moment, but after these people turned around, he found that they were ordinary people, all looking at the ) sitting behind the theater with ordinary curious eyes. Kazuma et al.

　　 really looks like an ordinary fan who comes to watch the rehearsal.

　　 Nishida Jun stood up and turned to look at the rear: "It's the rehearsal stage. You don't need a microphone. Can you hear clearly when you sit in the back? Why don't you come to the front. Of course, if you want to use the box, then I didn't say it.

　　 "Sorry to turn on the light suddenly, did you bother you?"

　　 Nishida Jun’s words made the audience laugh.

　　 Kazuma stood up directly and looked at Nishida Jun calmly.

　　 Jun Nishida's expression immediately freezes.

　　 "Actually...It's you!" His voice trembled at first, but he immediately controlled it.

　　, after all, is the person who owns the entry of the person in the picture, of course he has this acting skill.

　　 Kazuma noticed that the entry on the top of the opponent's head began to change color, giving people a feeling of "the entry came to life", and it was obvious that Jun Nishida started to fill up his acting skills.

"I have told the police everything I can say! Even the police admit that I am innocent!" Now Jun Nishida looks like a fragile, hysterical artist, "because I was suddenly involved in this kind of case. Just because I suddenly discovered...oh, I can’t say that. Anyway, I have been so inspired by this thing that I can hardly write anything!"

　　 In Kazuma, I feel that if I can't quickly "kill" Nishida Jun in his mouth, I am afraid that all the questions today will be in vain and be prevaricated by the other party's superb acting skills.

　　 After all, they can't really use torture. Huangju and the others have to wait for Nishida Jun to reveal their flaws before they can start arresting people.

　　 This is an impromptu drama rivalry between himself and Jun Nishida.

　　The opponent is a superb "old drama bone".

　　 Kazuma thought for a few seconds, and decided to attack from a direction that Jun Nishida never expected.

Kazuma said: "Don't be nervous, I am not here to catch you into the police station again. I know that is of no use. I came to have a personal question to find out, why is Hechuan Xingzi's surname Hechuan? "

　　 The other party responded quickly: "Huh? How did I know? I just drank a few times in the bar with her! I have told the police!"

　　 There is no flaw in the other party's words or expressions, but the "light effect" of the entry on the head fluctuates, and it feels like the voltage of a neon light is suddenly unstable.

　　 Kazuma discovered this golden finger for the first time, and it can still be used like this.

　　 After all, acting can control expressions and movements, but cannot control the shaking and trembling of the soul.

　　 So Kazuma pursued the victory: "Hechuan Xingzi is a stage name, why should the stage name's last name be the same as Hechuan Horyyu?"

　　 Kazuma directly pulls out Aikawa Horyuji, creating an illusion that "I have mastered everything but come to force you". This is also a normal negotiation technique. Kazuma used similar techniques to fool foreigners in the previous life, giving the foreigners a feeling that "we have obtained your reserve price through commercial espionage".

　　 Nishida Jun's expression is still calm, if the entry above his head flashed like a fluorescent tube with a broken starter, he would have deceived Kazuma.

　　 Kazuma continues:

　　"If it is a family name inherited from a parent, it’s just a coincidence. But the stage name is very intriguing.

　　 "Especially, she died in the refrigerator of a person who had a close relationship with Hiroshi Akawa."

　　 In fact, the only "real hammer" currently mastered by Kazuma is "Shibashita Hiroshi saves Nishida from the police station".

　　 This is far from proof that Hiroshi Akawa has a close relationship with Jun Nishida.

　　 Next, Kazuma saw a state-of-the-art acting.

　　 Nishida Jun's appearance looks completely puzzled by King's Second King Kong: "What are you talking about? Mr. Hiraka Akawa, I just exchanged business cards. I haven't even seen him a few times.

　　 "I want to have a relationship, who doesn't want it? But I made an appointment with his secretary three months ago, and I haven't responded to me now!"

　　 This performance, this line, there is no problem at all.

　　 Even Honami started to gently pull the corners of Kazuma, wanting him to make long-term discussions, don't rush.

　　 But Kazuma is clear, the force shakes like a magnitude nine earthquake.

　　 The other party panicked, Kazuma is naturally as stable as an old dog.

　　——The direction is right, I feel that as long as I grasp another key point, I can break the opponent's defense.

　　 Kazuma desperately thinking about where is the key point...Suddenly, he thought of it.

　　 is the audience.

　　 will quietly watch the rehearsal, the audience blending with the darkness in the theater.

　　 The audience seems to be enchanted.

So Kazuma said: "I didn’t really understand the meaning of Hiroshi Aikawa’s hooking up with you. After all, you’re just a masquerade, so I went to the Takarazuka Theater to take advantage. Today I understand. Up.

"The last'artist' who had a close relationship with Mr. Hechuan Hrangun was the lead singer of URB. He has raised a group of enthusiastic fans. After his order, these fans can fight me on the street~www.readwn .com~ chase me around.

　　 "After the tragic death of the lead singer, the out-of-control fans kept the Metropolitan Police Department very busy today."

　　 After saying Kazuma, the entry of the person in the painting above the other's head is already like a candle about to burn out.

　　 "Hey," Kazuma comes with an old two-dimensional tone, "These audiences here, won't you give an order, will they pounce on me like a wolf?"

　　 The entry of the person in the picture above Nishida Jun's head is completely dim, and his expression froze.

　　 Kazuma thought he would directly order the audience to jump up, and then take the opportunity to disguise and escape.

　　 But the other party did not do so.

　　 is silly?

　　 Still, he can’t do this?

Kazuma: "You didn't do this... Then I boldly guess that these audiences are taking a different route from URB fans. You can't directly order them, but you can make subtle changes through your drama. Their perception, right?"

　　 Jun Nishida's breathing became obvious.

　　 Honami stood up silently, removed the wooden knife in the bag from behind, and untied the rope that tied the mouth of the bag.

　　 Kitagawa Saori originally looked fascinated by the drama's opponents, and when he saw Honami's movements, he suddenly remembered that he was not here to eat melons and watch the show, so he quickly stood up.

　　 Nishida Jun suddenly turned and ran.

　　 Kazuma activated his skills, draw the gun quickly!