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Kazuma A few days after returning home from the hospital, Kiryu Dojo ushered in the morning as always.

This morning, Kazuma was awakened by the heat.

Kiryu's house does not have the luxury of air conditioning, and in the summer can only rely on perseverance to fight the heat.

Fortunately, summer in Japan comes late and goes fast, after all, the latitude is there.

Kazuma got up and took off his sweat-drenched pajamas, put on his usual home clothes, and left the bedroom.

In fact, he wanted to hit the shirtlessly, but now there are too many girls who are not relatives in the Kiryu Dojo, and they can only endure it.

He came to the restaurant, opened the refrigerator, took out the barley tea and poured it directly from mouth to mouth, finally cooling off his body.

Chiyoko patted his back: "How many times have you said it, don't squirt your mouth! At least don't let your lips touch the spout! How can someone else drink like you?"

"Oh, there is not much barley tea left in this pot. Later, Amao will bring the newspaper back and drink it." Kazuma waved his hand.

Chiyoko looked at the barley tea left in the pot and agreed with Kazuma.

She reached out and touched another pot full of barley tea in the refrigerator: "Well, this one just put it in is not very ice. Just put it in the freezer, maybe it can cool down a bit."

Then she took out the pot of barley tea and moved it to the freezer area under the refrigerator.

Kazuma put the barley tea that I had just drunk into the cold snow area, and then reluctantly closed the refrigerator door-in a home without air-conditioning, the air-conditioning of the refrigerator is so kind.

With this sigh, he became interested and changed the words of "In Spring" and sang it out: "...return to a home without 24-hour air-conditioning..."

It happened that Qingluo entered the restaurant while rubbing her sleepy eyes. When she heard the humming of Kazuma, she subconsciously relied on instinct to harmonize.

Kazuma saw that the harmony came, and while changing the Chinese words into Japanese words, he continued to hum.

Chiyoko: "Tsk, it feels like this continues, our family will become the kind of family in the sound of music."

Qingliu now estimates that the brain hasn't started to work, and when she hears "The Sound of Music", she switches seamlessly and begins to sing the famous songs in the Sound of Music.

Kazuma: "The sound of music you want is here."

"Do you understand me who started having breakfast in the whole dojo after bed together? I just want to keep my ears quiet now."

Kazuma: "Qingliu, hurry, change the sound of silence."

"I can't sing in English." Qing Liuliu refused the request of Kazuma, then opened the refrigerator freezer, took out the barley tea that Kazuma had just drunk, and blew it to her mouth.

Kazuma licked his lips.

Qingluo gurgled and drank the rest of the barley tea, and then made the sigh of "puff~ha~" that is often seen in beverage advertisements on TV to highlight the taste of the drink.

Kazuma: "That pot, I just drank from mouth to mouth."

Qingliu put the pot on the table, as if she didn't understand what he was saying, and shouted, "Xiaoqian, I'm hungry."

"Yes, I see." Chiyoko said, serving the fried fish, miso soup and rice to the table.

Qingliu: "Is there no bread?"

Chiyoko inserted two slices of bread into the toaster and pressed the switch: "It's ready soon!"

In 1981, the toaster was a novelty. It was regarded as a representative of modern life in Japan, and almost every family would have it.

The process of toasting bread in this toaster is actually very different from real toasting. It is generally used with prefabricated semi-finished bread slices, and real pastry chefs would never admit that this kind of bread slices are bread.

According to Kazuma, a person who was deeply influenced by industrial culture in his previous life, traditional pastry toast is a handicraft industry, a bakery is a handicraft workshop, and a toaster is the crystallization of modern food industrialization.

With a "ding" sound, the Kazuma plug-in reward arrived-no, the toast is done.

Two slices of toasted bread popped up from the bread machine, and the fragrance of the bread slices pre-sealed in the modern food industry immediately overflowed the room.

Qingliu came over and picked up a piece of bread, which was so hot that she kept blowing air.

After finally getting it done, she shouted again: "Xiaoqian, peanut butter..."

Chiyoko put the peanut butter bottle and the peanut butter knife in front of Qingruu.

Qing Liu picked up the knife and shoveled peanut butter on the knife, touched the slice of bread, and then stood there to eat.

While chewing, she turned her eyes to look at Kazuma.

Then she looked at the empty kettle on the table.

Qing Liu's cheeks suddenly stopped chewing and froze.

"...You fellow! I said you had drank it before!"

"Your delay is too high!"

Qingluo had to wipe her mouth with her sleeve before she finished speaking, but Chiyoko grabbed her.

"Don't wipe your mouth with pajamas, I've said it before." Chiyoko said with a smile.

"Oh." The arrogance that Qingliu had just risen disappeared, but she did not forget to give Kazuma a glance.

Kazuma silently decided to drink to his lips tomorrow.

At this time, the entrance door rang, and then Amao's voice came: "I'm back."

"His aunt." Kazuma answered casually, "Is there anything interesting in the news?"

Amao appeared in the restaurant with today's newspaper and put the newspaper on the table: "The Soviet army has begun a large-scale mobilization. Now the situation is very tense. NATO troops have entered a state of combat readiness. Master, is it going to go to war?"

"It should be an exercise." Kazuma said calmly.

Kazuma is a traverser, knowing that this is the beginning of the West 81 exercise.

Now countries don’t know that this is an exercise. Suddenly they saw the Soviet Union’s large-scale deployment of troops. Tanks and armored vehicles transported on the railway line could plough the entire Western European plains. Everyone thought that after the Soviets practiced in Afghanistan, they decided to try others. His own steel torrents.

Kazuma took the newspaper and saw the sensational largest headline at first sight: "Nuclear War Is Approaching?!"

To be honest, it was quite interesting to witness the fright of Western countries with their own eyes, so I read Kazuma with little interest.

Seeing that Master started reading the newspaper, Amao stopped interrupting. He took a cup and placed it on the dining table. Then he opened the refrigerator freezer and found that there was no barley tea. So he immediately closed the refrigerator, opened the freezer, and took out the one that Chiyoko had just put inside. A cup of barley tea was poured.

At this time, Qingliu spread peanut butter on the second slice of bread, and stretched her head to read the newspaper in Kazuma as she wiped it.

"Will there be a nuclear war?" she asked.

"No. Just say it's a drill."

"You are not from the Soviet Union, how do you know it is an exercise?"

"Judging by logic, the Soviet Union seems to be very strong now, but it will not work soon. First of all, it is now entering the electronic age. Soviet electronics is not good. He will soon fall behind. Secondly, the Soviet Union's foreign exchange depends on selling oil. If the United States joins OPEC to increase production and suppress oil prices, it could hit the Soviet Union severely at once."

Anyway, there are only intimate occasions with acquaintances, Kazuma does not cover up, and speaks casually.

Qingliu: "Is Dong Dasheng so good?"

"Yes, Dongda students are so good." Kazuma said.

"No." Jinguji Tamamo opened the stage of Kazuma and entered the restaurant. "I am also a student of Dongda University, and I am the student with the best grades at Dongda University, but I don't understand this."

Qingliu: "Eh, that's it, so are these all made up of Kazuma?"

Kazuma: "Yes, I'm nonsense."

Yuzao: "He is not nonsense."

Kazuma curled his lips and looked at Yuzao, expressing his dissatisfaction with the continuous dismantling of the stage with his eyes.

Yuzao: "He has a unique vision. If my family is not focusing on making dim sum, I would like to ask him about the future trend. By the way, if Kazuma, do you have any insights on the future economics and finances? How about Honami?

"Maybe this can influence the decision of the Nanjo Foundation. If the Nanjo Foundation makes a profit, it should give you a lot of benefits to Kazuma."

Chiyoko was busy working on it, and when he heard Yuzao's words, he said directly: "Okay, brother, do it!"

Kazuma is also a sister who convinced herself that she was excited when she heard about money-related matters.

Was it possible that the greedy Amaru in "Ninja Rantaro" was created based on her, right?

Tamamo came to Chiyoko to help, and said: "This afternoon, Kazuma, you go to school and show your face. Although the professors all know that you are in the hospital, it is not good not to show up all the time. In person, hand in the report, and then a few words no, you should be able to pass the first semester of class."

Kazuma nodded, indicating that he knew it.

Qingliu: "Didn't you say that you should go to Bantian to sweep the grave this morning? You won't accompany me?"

"Accompanying, so Yuzao said to show up in the afternoon."

"Yeah." Qing Liu nodded, then wiped the peanut butter off her fingers, turned around and went to the locker to take two new slices of bread and threw them into the toaster.

Yuzao: "Does Qingluo still need food?"

"Yes! What is enough to eat bread."

Kazuma looked at Qingliu who was sitting at the table and started eating fish and miso soup, and couldn't help but be stunned.

She really can eat it.

At this time, Chiyoko also complained: "Qinglulu is so good to eat, the appetite is about to catch up with the sum of my brother and Amao."

When Amo had finished drinking the water, he sat down at the table and read the newspapers he had read in Kazuma. When he heard Chiyoko's words, he raised his head: "Is there so many?"

Kazuma: "I see, Amao listen carefully, we will eat twice as much in the future, and we can't lose to the girls."

Amao smiled, did not answer, and continued to look down at the newspaper.

Qingliu stepped on Kazuma under the table.

Next, Chiyoko and Tamamoza brought the cooked breakfast to the table before they sat down and ate together.

Fifteen minutes later, Chiyoko stood up: "I'm going to school."

"Walk slowly." Yuzao waved, and then started to clean up the dishes.

At this time, Senior Sister Takamizawa hurriedly appeared: "Sorry, I got up late. Xiaoqian, you call me."

Senior Sister Takamizawa needs to work in the dojo to pay for the rent, so it should be her job to help Chiyoko prepare breakfast and clean up the dishes.

Chiyoko: "Senior sister, you looked tired when you came back last night, so you didn't call, it's okay. Amao, let's go!"

Amao finished the last rice grains in the bowl, and then saluted Kazuma: "Master, I'm leaving."

"Learn to work hard, just ask us if you don't understand."

"Understood." Amao turned and left the restaurant.

Tamamo left the work of cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks to Takamizawa, then returned to the table to sit down, and glanced at Haru.

"Stop! Don't say anything about us like a family of three!" Qing Liu said loudly.

"How come. I'm only eighteen years old. With a daughter like yours, that must be a half-aged mistress in her thirties." Yuzao said with a smile.

"I always think you just made the yin and yang of the housewives weird."

As soon as Qingliu's voice fell, Mei Jiazi's loud voice came from the direction of the dojo: Kazuma, Qingliu, we are coming!"

Then, along with the sound of dongdongdong's footsteps, Meijiazi appeared.

"Kazuma! Listen to me, my mother signed me up for a driving school. I will learn to drive this summer vacation. It is estimated that I can get a car driver's license before school starts in the fall!"

"Oh." Kazuma was indifferent. He was also going to learn a motorcycle and test a driver's license during the summer vacation.

"Why are you so cold in Kazuma!" Mikako came over from behind and hugged Kazuma neck, squeezed the back of his head with pectoralis major, "If you want to use a car in the future, you can call me! I'm sure from My mother inherited her driving skills!"

"When I am so poor that I am going to grab a bank, I will consider letting you drive." Kazuma said.

In fact, you really want to drag a car. There is a **** man at Jingong Temple who can use a racing wheel to drive a van. Maybe you don't need Mikazi.

While talking, Honami also entered the restaurant and smiled and said to Mikako: "Since you are going to train during the summer vacation, you won't be counted as you go to our island villa on vacation."

"Wait a minute! Kazuma should also learn motorcycles, that should not even count as him!" Mikako protested loudly.

Qingluo ate the bowl of rice, drank the miso soup, and just picked up the milk to drink. He glanced at Kazuma when he heard about the island villa vacation and said: "With the constitution of Kazuma , Go to the island villa with him on vacation, you will definitely encounter a storm and be trapped on the island, and then encounter a serial murder."

Kazuma laughed loudly: "Is there still a doll that corresponds to our number in the villa? If one person dies, there will be one less doll?"

Honami: "A strange case on the island? The murderer was the first person to die."

Yuzao: "It's not necessarily. It may be the *believers. You may need to learn how to drive a boat and hit a big octopus."

Mikako put her arms around the neck of Kazuma, resting her chin on the top of Kazuma, and looked at the people back and forth: "Can you talk about topics that I can join?"

"Mikazi, you are from the English Department of Sophia University. In theory, you should be the one who sees the most foreign works now." Kazuma teased.

Mei Jiazi sighed: "My teacher asked me to read English books. What is Marquez's most recent homework..."

"One hundred years of loneliness?" Kazuma answered in seconds.

"Have you seen it again? I finally have to pretend it!"

Kazuma originally wanted to recite the most famous opening sentence of One Hundred Years of Solitude, because it is so characteristic-by the way, many people know this sentence for this book.

But considering that Mikako was very friendly to him today, he decided to give her the chance to pretend.

Mei Jiazi recited in English: "Uh... When the colonel faced the firing squad, he recalled the afternoon when he watched the ice many years ago..."

Kazuma laughed: "You can't even memorize the first sentence."

"But I did read it! I usually fall asleep automatically when I read so many words, this time I have to read it!"

Yuzao: "Mikazi has worked hard too."

"It's over, she immediately started playing with your praise." Kazuma said.

"I won't be smart!" Mei Jiazi took a picture of Kazuma, and his tone was already proud.

Honami looked at Haruru who was drinking milk, and started another topic: "Has Haruru's school confirmed?"

"Well, starting from September, I will enter the elementary school affiliated to North Katz University. I will pay the tuition first." Kazuma glanced at Qingliu, "Next year I want to send her to a formal music high school, so I have to Make some money."

Honami tried to speak and stopped, and finally just smiled at Kazuma and said, "Then go on."

Kazuma knew that she must have just wanted to pay the money by herself, but considering the self-esteem of Kazuma, she didn't say anything.

In fact, Kazuma really wanted her to give out the money, and her self-esteem didn't matter. After all, she had dreamed of being raised by a rich woman in her previous life.

However, the personal settings of my own life have been erected, and there is no way.

After all, not everyone can become the "tiger of the crime team."

Fortunately, it is not impossible. The producer of Oiwakawa Houyi at Sauni Music has persuaded the upper management of the company to start producing Qingliu's first single with Kazuma as soon as the funds are in place.

Akino Anno and Koji Okada can also mix some income.

Coupled with the tuition fees of a few apprentices, I should be able to make up my own Dong University fees and Qingliu's high school fees next year.

So Kazuma now looks pretty relaxed.

Honami looked at his expression, obviously relieved: "Sure enough, nothing can stump you in Kazuma. By the way, when are you going to my manpower dispatch company to learn how to use guns? Put your PPK off. I have been with the police for two months."

Kazuma just remembered that I still had a gun in the evidence storage department of the Metropolitan Police Department. Police Kato of the Metropolitan Police Department agreed that as long as Kazuma go to qualified places to accept formality After the training passes the examination, he will be given a gun license.

Originally, Kazuma had long said that I would learn guns, but the various things were put together, and I kept pushing back.

I am afraid that my own Beichen swordsman is following the improved route of Sakamoto Ryoma, and there is a high probability that there will be gun skills behind it, and it is really unreasonable not to get a gun.

"Wait for the summer vacation, it's not a few days away." Kazuma said, and then he suddenly realized that he seemed to be busy this summer vacation.

Mikako over there is already counting her fingers and counting: Kazuma You have to learn motorcycles and guns during summer vacation, and you have to go on vacation trips, write songs for Haruyuri, and go to Okada-san and Anno-san While doing animation...Are you busy? Ah, I forgot, you are a master of ninjutsu, just use clone."

"There is no such kind of ninjutsu." Kazuma said.

"You said no, then I have to suspect it!" Mei Jiazi said in a loud voice.

Yuzao smiled and said: "The so-called clone technique is actually a number of ninjas of the same figure dressed up in one appearance, and it turns into a clone technique in the result of falsehood."

"Egg, you're here to destroy my fantasy again! Don't, leave me a little romance!" Mei Jiazi screamed.

Kazuma looked at Tamamo very meaningfully.

Qingliu squinted at Mikazi: "Is Mikazi the kind of person who has always believed that the gifts in her bedside socks were put by Santa Claus?"

"What are you talking about! How could it be possible!" Mei Jiazi lightly patted Qingliu's head with a knife like Mancaili's Pengchai. "When I was twelve years old, I waited until Santa Claus came to put gifts and found out that it was me. Dad."

The restaurant fell silent all at once, only the sound of Takamizawa-senpai washing dishes.

Kazuma quietly raised his hand and touched Meijiazi's ear, which was really hot.

Yuzao: "I'm sorry for ruining your fantasy. I will seriously reflect on it."

"Ahhhhh! Don't do this!" Mei Jiazi shouted, "Okay! I'm a carefree fool! Really, how can I be admitted to Sophia University by such a fool!"

Kazuma: "Of course it depends on your efforts. As a comrade-in-arms reviewing together, I am still very clear about this."

"What's wrong with you in Kazuma? Did you eat any dirty things? Why did you start teasing me all of a sudden?"

Qingliu: "Monkey, your face is so red."

"I'm a monkey! Of course the monkey's face is red, right?" Mikako made a loud voice, as if thinking that it would be able to cover it up.

Kazuma was about to continue teasing Mikako when she heard Honami clear her throat.

So he looked at Honami and found the girl's face serious, so she became serious too.

Other people's eyes also focused on Honami.

Because Qing Liu's sight was just blocked by Kazuma's head and Mikako's chest muscles, she had to probe, like a small animal spying.

Honami said seriously, "Everyone, I have discussed with my grandfather. During the summer vacation, besides going to the island together, I will also live in the dojo at other times. Of course, I will rent the house according to the rent. The price of one thousand is given, and so does the food."

Kazuma: "You... know that I am in financial difficulties, so come to share it?"

"No, I just think that as a disciple of Master, I have been busy with other things in the past semester. I should have time to learn more about the principles of life from Master."

"The truth about being a human being." Kazuma repeated.

Jinguji Yuzao picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Mikako silently loosened the neck of Kazuma, moved a step aside, and picked up Qingliu's neck.

Qingliu: "Go away, you crooked my hairpin! And it's so hot!"

Kazuma clapped his hands gently: "Okay! Then when Chiyoko comes back from school, tell her, you can live in the room next to Qingruu."

Jinguji Tamamo continued to drink tea.

Kazuma: "Now our dojo is even more lively. Good things are good things.

"Well, everyone eat well, I think the morning peak is about to pass, let's set out to sweep Uncle Bantian's grave."

Mei Jiazi immediately echoed: "Okay! Although I haven't seen this Uncle Sakata, he is an important person in Qingluluu, right?"

Qingliu nodded solemnly: "Well. Looking back now, although he has no blood relationship with me, in my childhood memory, he is like a father."

"Then you have to sweep his grave well." Kazuma stood up directly after he said it.

Yuzao: "I have prepared suitable tributes."

Honami: "I made a white flower by myself yesterday. Come, Haru, let's change clothes, and I will put them on for you after the change."

Tamamo picked up the teacup again and took a sip.

Qingliu threw down the sentence "I'm going to change my clothes" and ran away.

Mikako: "I'm going to help Qingliu change clothes!"

She ran away too.

Kazuma sat at the table and suddenly felt that he was not full, so he started to serve food.

Honami immediately took the rice scoop: "I'll do it."

Kazuma handed over the bowl.

Tamamo: "Is there any more side dishes?"

"Ah, good, come on." Kazuma nodded.

So Yuzao stood up and turned around to get food from the stove.

**

The cemetery of Sakata Shinsaku, the beach on the other side of Kamakura, takes a long drive.

Standing at the door of the cemetery and looking south, you can see the sparkling sea and seagulls flying.

"This seems to be Bantian-san's hometown." Qingliu explained to Kazuma, "The people in their fishing village are basically buried here."

Kazuma: "That's it, it's a land to be able to return to the hometown."

After saying this, a trace of melancholy flashed across his mind.

—When I die, I don’t know if I can return to my hometown, the fallen leaves, and my roots.

—Probably not.

This emotion makes the expression in Kazuma look extraordinarily solemn.

Haruhiro wore a black sailor suit-this suit was originally suitable for funerals-wearing white flowers hand-made by Honami on her chest, holding a tribute prepared by Tamamo, and walking into the cemetery.

The tomb of the Bantian family is quite easy to find. As a family burial tomb for all generations, the large tombstones are inlaid with photos of generations of Bantian family since they had photography technology.

There are still flowers in front of the tombstone, and it seems that someone has just been here not long ago.

Qingliu came to the tombstone, opened the tribute box, took out the tribute inside, and arranged it likewise, then folded her hands and closed her eyes.

Kazuma stands behind Qingliu, looking at the pictures inlaid on the tombstone.

To be honest, his impression of Shinsaku Sakata is not too deep, the biggest impact comes from his big flowered arm.

However, if it weren't for Uncle Bantian, I was afraid that I would have been shot that night-my attention was all on Qingliu at the time, and UU reading www.uukahnshu.com might not be able to avoid it.

Even if he didn't die with this shot, the battle with Yamada would be choking.

Therefore, at this moment, Kazuma sincerely sends a silent thanks to Uncle Shinsaku Sakata.

After a while, Qingliu opened her eyes and stood up, putting down her folded hands.

Kazuma: "Don't you sing a song to him?"

"No, now... I will cry in the middle of singing, and I can't show my true level at all. Let's wait until I get my mood ready." After saying that, Qingliu took a deep breath, turned around, and took up the hand of Kazuma , "Let's go, a new life is still waiting for me."

Kazuma glanced into the distance, and the girls waiting at the entrance of the cemetery nodded: "Let's go."

After speaking, he took the girl by the hand and walked to the sea.

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