I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

I’m teaching Kendo in Tokyo, Volume 050, please. The second day Kiryu-sensei was in the hospital, I woke up in Kazuma and felt that the pain in the abdomen had been relieved a lot, at least it would not hurt when I turned over.

　　 Originally, Kazuma suffered so many secondary injuries from the girls yesterday, and felt that my injury was probably going to get worse.

　　 Kazuma can't help but look at the amulet that Jinguji Tamamo has repeatedly asked for after climbing the stairs of the shrine a hundred times.

　　 Is it really the effect of this thing?

　　 Kazuma wanted to sit up and take the amulet, but the pain caused him tears to come out with the force of his waist.

　　——It doesn’t seem to be that effective either.

　　 Kazuma lying back on the bed honestly turned his head and looked aside.

　　 Honami did not sleep beside his bed today. She originally wanted to do this, but the girls were persuaded to go back together.

　　 Kazuma remembers a sentence from Jinguji Tamamo that last night that played a decisive role: "You stay here, the biggest task is to help him to the toilet, it's better to let Amo do it."

　　 At this time, Kazuma remembered that Amao had stayed in the ward last night. He looked around the ward and did not see the apprentice.

　　 "Amao?" He shouted.

　　 "Here." Amao got up from the ground and threw the newspaper on his body aside, "What's the matter, Master, want to pee?"

　　 "No, no, I'll see where you are. You still use newspapers as a quilt, are you so skilled?"

Amao smiled: "When I did bad things in the past, sometimes it was very miserable. The money in my pocket was robbed by even worse bad ones. The'broilers' couldn't get it because they didn't have class yet, and they didn't want to go home, so I can only sleep on the street."

　　 Amao paused, and sighed: "At that time, I had never read a book and had no knowledge. I took it for granted that the world was like this, cold and ruthless, the weak and the strong."

　　 Kazuma smiled and asked, "What about now, how do you see the world now?"

　　"The world is indeed dark and gloomy, but there are also people like you, Master, who are safe from violence, and there are also many smart people who are always thinking about how to make the world more fair.

　　"Now they may be far from complete success, but the world is indeed getting better.

　　 "I read a lot of books on history in order to prepare for Dongda University. My biggest feeling is that compared with the Middle Ages, compared with the Viking era, and even compared with the end of the shogunate a hundred years ago, our society has indeed changed for the better."

　　 Kazuma laughed loudly: "Yes, looking at the history of mankind, on the one hand, I will sigh why human beings always repeat the same mistakes and on the other hand they will actually feel progress.

　　 "For example, in the era of King Louis XIV, men wore high heels because the urban infrastructure was poor at that time and the ground was covered with dirt and other dirty things.

"So noble men need high heels to ensure that their feet and good-looking stockings are not soiled. But in the era of Holmes, London is no longer stained with mud. Holmes can judge that he is only today based on the mud on the client's feet. Hurry into the city from the country territory."

　　 Amo looked at Kazuma in surprise: "I...never paid attention to such details. Now in Tokyo, even if you go to rural areas like Mitaka, it is difficult to get muddy without climbing the foot of the mountain."

　　 "So the present detective can lock the client to a smaller area through the mud on his feet."

　　 After finishing Kazuma, Amao nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, you can read and be taught in this way. Sure enough, Master is relying on this meticulousness to help the police?"

　　 Kazuma nodded: "Exactly."

　　 Don't care about the truth, it's the truth now anyway.

　　 After finishing Kazuma, he suddenly felt anxious and said to Amao: "Come, help me get up and go to the toilet."

　　**

　　 Returning from the toilet Kazuma My head is sore and sweaty. It seems that the injury on my stomach won't heal for two weeks without lying down.

　　 No, can it really be okay to lie down for two weeks?

　　 Kazuma I read the memoirs of those World War II veterans in my previous life. People have been recovering from injuries for one and a half years. After returning to training, it usually takes more than a year.

　　 Kazuma began to worry about whether I would have to lie in a hospital bed for half a year.

　　 I won't say anything about the school work, anyway, there is Jingong Temple to help keep up the progress very quickly.

　　 But in the past six months, I can't go shopping with my sister-no, I can't level up to increase my strength, and simply waste my time. This Kazuma cannot be accepted.

　　 It was hard to catch Ping Zhongshi as a personal guide in the Toda Kendo Department. Kazuma also wanted to pass on all of Beichen's waivers as soon as possible.

　　 Mainly, Beichen has a tactic of using a gun with one stroke. If he can legally hold a gun, he must have a matching move.

　　 There is also a gun license. This can only be obtained after training. I am hospitalized for half a year. What if the police officer named Kato is forgetting this?

　　 Kazuma thought about this, and couldn't help but cheer up on my body in my heart.

　　 At this time, Amao came back from outside and said to Kazuma: "The new daily report has arrived, do you want to see it?"

　　 "Yes." Kazuma took the newspaper and asked Amao casually, "What do you do if you work?"

　　 "I asked for leave, because I am in charge of too many blocks, and it seems to be causing trouble to the head of the newspaper distribution station, Sang."

Kazuma shook his head. He couldn’t understand Amo’s very Japanese thinking: "How can you trouble people? Previously, you overfulfilled the task and saved the stationmaster Sang’s labor costs and helped him. Now You have to take time off because you want to take care of your mentor. It is reasonable and you don't owe him anything."

　　 "Is that so?" Amao scratched his head, "I think only bad will think like this."

　　 "It's right to think this way. What is problematic is the values ​​of ordinary people in Japan."

　　 "Master taught, I remember it." Amao said seriously.

　　 Kazuma started reading the newspaper, and then found that the front page headline was not the previous explosion, but the news of the US announcement of the Star Wars program.

　　 The timeline of this world has a certain error from the previous life of Kazuma, so some things may be advanced and some may be delayed, but they are roughly the same.

　　 It's almost time for Star Wars by counting the time.

　　 The Soviet August 1st exercise, which frightened the entire NATO, is also about to begin.

This exercise not only frightened the West, but also frightened a poor boy who was about to make a small amount of money to moisturize the shriveled trouser belt, so that it frightened the world when the world did not engage in such things as tank destroyers. A "Last Ferdinand" artillery destroyer came out.

　　 And the poor boy was scared. Since then, all the howitzers developed by themselves require high chamber pressure to fire armor-piercing projectiles to hit tanks, and even truck guns can hit tanks flat.

　　 Kazuma recalls the things I discussed with people on the forum when I was a military fan in my previous life, and there was a wave of homesickness for no reason.

　　 It's a pity that he can only be a Japanese in his life. He feels like a hidden agent who has disconnected from the organization.

　　 Kazuma suppresses the rush of thoughts and opens the next edition.

　　 There is finally news about the explosion in this edition.

　　 Kazuma finished reading the report, frowning.

　　 This report basically means nothing. The main thing is to report how sad the family members of the policemen who died, what kind of methods the police intend to use to care for their families, and so on.

　　 Kazuma is not interested in the information at all in the report.

The most important thing is that this report actually only clicked on Kiryuu Kazuma. "It is understood that Mr. Kiryuu Kazuma, who was well-known in Osaka before, also provided assistance in the resolution of this incident. ".

　　 Kazuma is a bit uncomfortable, did I offer help? The enemy is my collapse.

　　 But after another thought, it would be a good thing that there are no reporters to be annoying. Anyway, important people must know his achievements in Kiryuu Kazuma. After entering the Sakurada Gate to become a professional group, this achievement will become the qualification of Kazuma.

　　 Kazuma casually flipped through the newspapers, looked at the military version of the Afghanistan war report, and looked at the entertainment version.

　　 Yakushi Tera Hiroko seems to be in conflict with Kawakaku according to the original world line.

　　 The entertainment news reporter actually ran to interview Song Seiko's views on this matter.

Song Shengzi was also miserable. Last year's new single "Cyan Coral Reef" sold well. I thought the list was stable. I didn't expect a Yakushi Temple Hiroko to be killed at the end of the year. The song "Sailor Suit and Machine Gun" became a national directly with the blessing of the movie. Divine Comedy.

　　 Seeing that Bozi himself is going to play in the snow this year, the entertainment reporter came to expose the scars before he was happy.

　　 After finishing the entertainment version of Kazuma, I didn't see the news of Fangshan Zhishi.

　　 The first movie she starred in, the focus of everyone's attention was on the martial arts instructor, which is quite miserable when you think about it.

　　 Kazuma put down the newspaper and was about to read the book that Aranaki had brought over, and Jinguji Tamamo opened the door.

　　 "I'll take over." Tamamo said, "Ikeda-kun, let's go home and rest."

　　 Amao waved his hand: "No, I slept on the floor all night last night. I haven't slept on the floor for a long time. I miss it very much. I slept very well."

　　 Yuzao: "Be obedient, go back to the dojo."

　　Amao glanced at Kazuma, then nodded: "Then I beg you, Senior Sister Jingongji."

　　 Speaking, Amao bowed slightly to Yuzao, took his coat, and left the room.

　　 Jinguji Tamamo came to the bedside of Kazuma, unfastened the tether of the waistcoat neckline while sitting down, took off the waistcoat and folded it on the bedside table.

　　 Kazuma looked at Tamamo’s white and smooth shoulders and smiled: "Is Tokyo so hot today?"

　　 "Yes, the weather forecast says this is the result of El Niño and global warming."

　　 Kazuma smiled and said: "In fact, it is because the Little Ice Age is about to end."

　　 "It is possible. You still dabble in climatology?"

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Kazuma hurriedly explained: "Are there stories in the detectives using climatology to solve old cases? I don’t think I know a little bit. wrong."

　　 Yuzao frowned: "An old case that can be solved by climatology has already passed the prosecution period, right?"

　　 "Although the prosecution period has passed, it can be considered that justice has been served if you are wronged."

　　 Tamamo: "It makes sense. Is there anything interesting in the news?"

Kazuma glanced at the newspaper in his hand and shrugged: "It's nothing, the Americans made a plan to fool the Soviet Union to start an arms race in space. Oh, yes, and Argentina began to claim the island from the UK...I Means, Fox Islands."

　　 Japan has always regarded itself as a non-staff member of NATO, so Japanese news is called the Fox Islands according to the British name.

　　Because China wants to stand on the anti-imperialist side, it is called the Malvinas Islands according to Argentina's name.

　　 Tamamo looked at Kazuma with a complicated expression: "...You once said that Thatcher would take tough measures."

　　 Kazuma: "Yes, she will."

　　 "Will the United Kingdom send an expeditionary force? Does Britain still have the power to launch an expedition across the Atlantic?"

　　 Kazuma: "Should... have it?"

　　 Yuzao nodded, and then changed the subject: "On my way here, I saw the weekly magazine Fang Chun came out, and many people have bought it. Guess who the cover is."

　　 Kazuma frowned and pointed to himself: "It's not me, right?"

　　 Yuzao took out the latest weekly magazine Fang Chun from his bag and showed the cover to Kazuma.

　　 At a glance, he could see the Roman shield phalanx formed by the police mobile team. In front of the shield phalanx, Kiryuu Kazuma was holding a PPK pistol, striding forward with domineering steps.

　　 This time, Fang Chun of the weekly magazine changed his normal state and put this picture without printing such sensational sentences on the cover.

　　 It seems that the person in charge of the cover production thinks this picture is powerful enough, and any text is superfluous.

　　He is right.

　　 Kazuma The moment I saw this cover, the DNA reacted, and my head was full of sentences like "The King of Soldiers returned and found his sister living in a kennel."

　　 Kazuma looked at himself on the cover and touched his chin: "Am I... so mad?"

　　 "It means that the person who handles the photos is very good at drawing." Tamamo said, and then turned the magazine around with the cover facing him. She stared at the cover for a few seconds and then smiled.

　　 "I bought three copies just for the cover." she said.

　　 Kazuma was slapped up unexpectedly, and was a little pleased. Just about to tease Tamamo at this time, Sa Ouri Kitagawa opened the door and walked in.

　　 "What, there are already people." Kitagawa Saori pouted and came to the bed of Kazuma, "I have only minor injuries, so I will be discharged today. Come and talk to you individually."

　　 "Be careful," Kazuma said to Kitagawa Saori, "If it doesn't work, I will flee to my dojo. I have a room for you to live in."

"Thank you for your concern, but it's not necessary. I didn't go home very much. Sometimes I got stuck in songwriting, so I would go to the earth house and sleep for one night." Kitagawa Saori made an indifferent expression, and then she saw Tamamo's hand. In the magazine, "Is that the new Fang Chun?"

　　 Tamamo turned the cover of the magazine to Saori Kitagawa: "Look, does it look good?"

　　 "Oh, it's pretty handsome." Saori Kitagawa admitted frankly that Kazuma in the picture is very handsome, "The photography technique is really great, only using pictures can distort facts and reverse black and white."

　　 Yuzao: "I bought three copies. If you want, I can give you one."

　　 "I don't want it." Kitagawa Saori refused decisively, and then turned to Kazuma, "Goodbye, let's play together when you leave the hospital."

　　 "Don't, I don't want to be smashed by such a big projectile anymore. The key is not to knock down this prop. I must catch her."

　　 "I gave you a shark." Said Kitagawa Saori punched Kazuma on the knee, "Go."

　　 She turned around and flicked her ponytails high.

　　 Kazuma looked at her hair, suddenly remembered something, and said to her: "When you were besieged by URB fans, did you lose your hairpin? I'll give you a new one!"

　　 "No! You definitely can't choose a good-looking one for your aesthetics." Kitagawa Saki categorically refused, and made a face on Kazuma before leaving the ward door.

　　 The corners of his mouth in Kazuma couldn't help raising, and then remembering that Jinguji Tamamo was still there, he hurriedly turned his gaze over: "This, I want to generate income for the dojo."

　　 "You don't need to explain this to me. I'm a woman who lived from the time when there was Dao Oo to the present." Tamamo said.

　　 "But I think your concept is quite advancing with the times." Kazuma said.

　　 "After all, the longevity species that cannot adapt to the changes of the times will end up miserably." Tamamo laughed, "But adapting to the times does not mean that the concept has to be completely changed."

　　 Kazuma was about to comment on a few words, Tamamo took out the hair band with cat ears from the bag: "I bought this as a benefit for you."

　　 After finishing talking, Yuzao put the cat ear headband on her head, and made a cat hand gesture to Kazuma: "Meow."

　　 "Hey, old lady, don't do such a thing."

　　 "I'm only eighteen years old, really."

　　 At this time, Huang Juan, Shiratori and the others arrived at the door and were about to knock on the door, but they saw the scene through the glass observation window on the door, and they hid again.

　　 "Come in, Araki mulberry, Shiratori mulberry." Kazuma said loudly.

　　 Tamamo hurriedly took off the cat ear headband, then fiddled with his hair, covering the red ears with the hair.

　　 This reaction is really 18-year-old and very young girl, but I don’t know if it’s acting.

　　 Shiratori shook the door and walked in, looked at Tamamo awkwardly, and then said to Kazuma: "In this way, we are here to talk to you about things that are not easy to put on the table."

　　 "The police department belonging to two search divisions, and a gongan came to me and said things that I couldn't say on the table, suddenly felt that I was so powerful."

　　 "It's a fact that it's great," Shiratori said.

　　 Tamamo got up to give up his seat, and picked up the thermos on the bedside table: "Sit down. I'll get some water."

　　 She left after speaking.

　　 Shiratori Akira supported the still wounded Aranaki, and sat down where Tamamo was let out.

　　Shima Fang Yoshiaki's detective glanced at Tamamo who was leaving, and said, "It's a good wife, but the girl from the Jinguji family didn't hear that... uh..."

　　 Kazuma knew that Yoshiaki Shimankata wanted to talk about the rumors released by the Jinguji family in order to cover up Yuzao's age, so he said: "She is different, she can grow up normally."

　　 Shima Fang Yoshiaki gasped, "Yes, is that so? So... are all the previous rumors true?"

　　 Kazuma: "I didn't say that."

　　 Shiratori Akira: "Indeed. Let's not mention this. We are here to tell you that the CIA has begun to put pressure on it."

　　 "Why?" Kazuma looked surprised.

　　 "I don't know, the CIA never explained to us why they did this." Huang Juan shrugged, "Will you explain your every move to your dog?"

　　 Kazuma: "I have never raised a dog."

　　Really not, not in two lifetimes.

　　You can try it out in the future. After all, the courtyard of the dojo is really big, so you don’t have to worry about dogs having no place to play.

　　 Huang Juan is speechless: "Actually, I have never raised it. My house has not been renovated yet. He is afraid that he is going to demolish my wooden house if he raises a dog."

　　No no, ordinary dogs can’t, God can’t do it.

　　 Shiratori Akira: "In short, we can't continue investigating the matter this time. Although we haven't found the prisoner's body yet, it is still prepared to close the case with the prisoner killed.

　　 "In addition, Jun Nishida, who killed Hoshiko Aikawa, died in the explosion. This time, the three consecutive cases have been closed in one go. Congratulations and congratulations."

　　 Kazuma frowned: "Is that anxious? What the **** does the CIA want to do?"

　　 "I said that no one would explain to his dog what he was going to do." Aramaki said again, "That's why we came here. Do you have any ideas for Kiryu-sensei?"

　　 Kazuma: "What can I think? I'm an ordinary college student."

　　Shima Fang Yoshiaki, Shiratori Akira, and Aranaki glanced at each other, and laughed together.

　　 Kazuma curled his lips.

　　Arajuan finished laughing, and asked Kazuma seriously: "Really no idea?"

　　 "No. Really." Kazuma answered frankly.

　　 "Okay, let's talk about the second thing." Shiratori shook his head, "It's better to talk about it."

Huang Juan nodded and said, "The Metropolitan Police Department is preparing to hold a memorial service for those who died in this incident. In theory, only people from the police and gongan will participate, and of course reporters. But we plan to apply together for Mr. Kiryu to participate. This memorial service."

　　 Kazuma: "Is it right for me to go?"

　　 "Of course it is appropriate. Although there is no actual confirmation that the prisoner has died, everyone in the police industry believes that Mr. Kiryu killed the prisoner. You have avenged your dead colleague, and this memorial service should invite you."

　　 Kazuma thought for a while, nodded: "Okay, I'll go. But my injury, I'm afraid I won't get better in two weeks..."

　　 Shiratori smiled: "You think about it in two weeks? You think too much. Don't worry, we will use a wheelchair to push you over, and you can sit all the way."

　　 Kazuma nodded: "Okay, just order this one."

　　 "Then we will pick you up on the day of the memorial service. It is estimated that it will be scheduled after Golden Week. After all, the high officials have to spend the Golden Week holiday with their families."

　　 Kazuma glanced at Shimakata Yoshiaki who was complaining, thinking that this guy is actually an anti-systemist faction.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Shiratori Akira: "Then, there is one last thing left. I actually asked for help in this matter."

　　Kazuma Seeing Shiratori's serious expression, he also became serious.

　　 "Let's talk about it."

　　 "Recently, the fire of Jidao has intensified. The Korean Real Boxing Association and the Chinese Fushou Gang are investing heavy weapons on both sides. The movement on the Kanto United side is also worrying."

　　 "What do you want me to do?" Kazuma went straight to the subject.

　　 "I want to borrow your reputation in Kanto United."

　　 "Are you funny? Last time I rode on the face of the president of the Kanto United, they just want to kill me now." Kazuma laughed blankly, "How can I have a reputation?"

"You obviously have a high influence on Heitai Jinshan. By the way, the superior organization of the Jinshan group, and Taro Kazama's Kazama group, have a high evaluation of you. Taro Kazama has always wanted to see you." Shiratori Looking at Kazuma, he said, "Moreover, the extreme martial arts all respect the strong. The current Kazuma is absolutely qualified to be called the strong. They even started calling you, the Dragon of Kanto."

　　 When I heard Kazuma, I thought I didn't have many entries, but I was a lone dragon-it seems that the nickname given by others may not necessarily become an entry.

　　 Shiratori detective continued: "Today is the release date of the weekly Fang Chun. I have a hunch that you will be on their cover again."

　　You have a hunch--Kazuma thought.

　　 Shiratori: "Now you have a greater influence on the armed forces of the Kanto United, and the protection of Tokyo will also arouse the extremely good feelings of the old school within the Kanto United.

　　 "After all, they all evolved from self-government organizations in the beginning. The original intention of their establishment was to protect the neighbors in the neighborhood, but they deteriorated later."

　　 Kazuma pouted: "Even if I have this kind of prestige, what are you going to let me do?"

"I hope that at least the local Jidao will not interfere." Shiratori Akira spread both hands. "At least the local martial arts school of Jidao should not interfere. Both the Zhenquan Club and the Fushou Gang are easy to identify, and many people don't even speak Japanese. The foundation in Japan is also shallow.

　　 "The local Jidao is now only having small-scale friction with them. After the Kanto United is completely involved, there will be a lot of intertwined interests, which is very troublesome to deal with."

　　 Kazuma: "This...I'm afraid I can't help it."

"You don't need to do a lot of things. You can express your opinion when you see Taro Kazama." Shiratori said with her hands folded, "Please! I wanted to see Taro Kazama in person, but after all It's a sliver, it's useless if you go, and it may even have the opposite effect."

　　 Kazuma scratched his head, and just went to meet Taro Kazama, it was no problem.

　　 Kazuma recalled the scene when I broke into the Kanto Federation meeting. Among the big guys sitting in the first row, there was indeed a guy who seemed to admire him Kiryuu Kazuma very much.

　　 Kazuma I remember that guy's entry is—yes, it's Drunken Moon.

　　 reminds me of the entry of Yichu Cuixiang.

　　 Maybe this person knew the young ZUN privately.

　　 Kazuma finally nodded and said, "Okay. I'll see this Taro Kazama after I leave the hospital."

　　 Shiratori sighed in relief, and then he said, "Then there is one last thing left."

　　 "So many things?" Kazuma spit out.

　　 Huang Juan interfaced: "I have the information to tell you. Recently, Shii Sheng Tianjiu of Welfare Technology visited the White Summit many times."

　　 Kazuma pursed his mouth.

　　 Aramaki continued: "The statement above does not approve of my report that linking music with fan restlessness is considered nonsense. But no one knows better than Mr. Kiryu, this is a fact."

　　 Kazuma nodded solemnly.

"I think if you have a good relationship with Ms. Bai Feng, you should rebel against her and let her defect. Now she doesn't go home very much anymore. She sings outside all day and can't learn. You can let her live with you. To the dojo."

　　 "I will." Kazuma said, "If Bai Feng Yuyin is detained by the family, I will directly rush into the White Summit headquarters to grab someone, and then I will have to trouble some people to help me wipe my ass."

　　 "No problem." Shiratori Akira said, "I think it's been a long time since I assaulted the White Summit. They must have hidden a lot of weapons."

　　 Kazuma thought to myself, did I become a police assaulter, and wanted to find out where I couldn't get a search warrant, so I let me Kiryuu Kazuma break in first.

　　 Aramaki picked up the crutches and stood up with Shiratori’s support: "That's it, I won't bother you to rest, Mr. Kiryu."

　　 "Okay, goodbye." Kazuma waved.

　　Jinguji Tamamoza took a thermos and entered the door, and asked with a look of surprise, "Is it going to leave already? Sit down a little longer?"

　　 "No, business is busy." Akira Shiratori said on behalf of everyone.

　　 "That's a good walk." Tamamo stood aside to make way, and then bowed slightly to the three of them.

　　 Twisted braids ran to the front with the bow.

　　 After the three people filed away, Tamamo closed the door and returned to the window of Kazuma, put the kettle on, and sat down lightly.

　　 Kazuma: "Thank you for waiting outside for so long."

　　 Yuzao smiled slightly, then picked up the apple: "Do you want to eat one? I'll peel it for you."

　　 "No, I like to eat apples with skin."

　　 "Then I'll go take a wash." Tamamo took the apple and stood up again.

　　 At this time someone knocked on the door again.

　　 Kazuma glanced at the door and saw the face of Huashan-student through the observation window.

　　 "Come in." Kazuma said.

　　 Hanayama-kun opened the door and walked in, then waved the latest weekly Fang Chun to Kazuma: "Teacher Kiryu, this is so handsome! Are you riding my motorcycle to punish evil and promote good?"

　　 "Uh, no, I don't have a motorcycle driver's license yet." Kazuma said embarrassingly.

"Oh, as expected of Mr. Kiryu, abiding by the law! I went to the dojo yesterday to study, but there was no one in the dojo all day, and I didn't tell me what happened! Today I saw the weekly Fang Chun, so I trusted the relationship with my family. , To find out that you are hospitalized here!"

　　 Kazuma: "Really, Chiyoko just relieved yesterday, so I was negligent."

"Teacher Kiryu! In the future, you will need help in advancing justice. Just say it! Although my family does not have a private security manpower dispatch club like the Nanjo family, our family controls the Veterans Association of the same town! There are many retired self-defense officers! "

　　 "Yes, yes, I will call you if conditions permit."

　　 Hanayama Akira’s fancy kneeling and licking, Kazuma is a bit unaccustomed.

　　 Being licked like this, he has the feeling that he has become a certain "pigeon".

　　 It's a pity that it was a man who licked him, not a teenage girl.

　　Hanayama continued: "I have to work hard to learn Kendo, at least to catch up with Senior Brother Ikeda's level. At that time, please be sure to let me punish evil and promote good with you!"

　　 Kazuma thought that although Amo made great progress, he still had a distance to go out.

　　 When Hanayama catches up to Honami's level, they are almost ready to play together.

　　 was thinking that Honami appeared, followed by Mikako and Chiyoko.

　　 Sure enough, when I was injured in bed, the girls probably don't have any thoughts to go to school well, so it's better to go directly to the Golden Week holiday.

　　 "Hanayama-kun, let me give you a hand." Honami said.

　　Hanayama Zhao hurriedly gave way.

　　 Honami put the large lunch box she was carrying on the bedside table of Kazuma: "My grandfather said that the Chinese Buddha jumped over the wall is the most tonic, so he invited a Chinese chef to make a pot."

　　 Kazuma: "The Buddha jumped over the wall for a day or two. You can't do it at all. Honami, you and your grandfather have been deceived."

　　 "Huh, isn't it?" Honami's eyes widened, "This..."

　　 "It takes 24 hours for the Buddha to jump over the wall just to hang the soup, and there are a lot of other troublesome processes." Kazuma utilizes the knowledge of the previous life.

　　 Honami's face flushed with just one brush.

Chiyoko squeezed up and said, "Brother, what are you talking about? You can drink as much as you need. It doesn't matter if you do it or not. I have seen it. This is chicken, pork knuckle, and abalone and sea cucumber. No matter how you eat it, you can make up~www .readwn.com~ Kazuma is also right: "Come, help me up. "

As soon as 　　's voice fell, the girls reached out and pulled Kazuma up together, letting him sit on the head of the bed.

　　 Honami naturally picked up the small bowl, served Kazuma with soup, then scooped it up with a small spoon and started blowing.

　　 The eyes of Kazuma are all on Honami's small mouth. Today, she put on very light lipstick and her lips look plump and juicy.

　　 The fragrance of white plum mixed with the fragrance of the soup floats into the nostrils of Kazuma.

　　 Kazuma suddenly felt that it would be nice to be injured.

　　**

　　 At the same time, Bai Feng Zongwu looked at the large number of former URB fans who came by Dabala, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

A technician explained to Mr. Bai Feng: “This former URB member here can call on these fans like the late lead singer. Of course, some rhetoric must be prepared, but simple instructions are useless. For example, to When these people attack someone, they can incite them to say, "XXX killed the lead singer of URB, and the **** of music wants us to take revenge."

　　 Baifeng Sogo nodded: "I understand, I understand very well."

　　 "Then, a total of two thousand'core fans' have been transferred to the place, I will leave first." The technician put away the clipboard in his hand and bowed to President Bai Feng.

　　 Then he turned and walked towards the Welfare Technology publicity vehicle parked in the corner of the large warehouse. This kind of publicity vehicle is now everywhere in Tokyo. Wherever there is a Welfare Technology presentation, it will appear there.

　　 Mr. Bai Feng watched the technician leave. Behind him, thousands of fans were getting out of the car and walking towards the bunk bed assigned to them.