I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

When Mikako heard this, she said excitedly: "Look, the perpetrator will definitely return to the scene of the crime! This is a murder! Whoops! Kazuma, why are you flicking my forehead?"

　　 Kazuma retracted the hand from the forehead: "Don't talk nonsense, it is normal to come back to mourn the dead companion."

　　 After speaking, he turned to the bathroom door: "If the hotel has a room available, let them live in, but tell them not to interfere with our activities, especially to tell them that the mixed bath is now reserved."

　　 "I understand, thank you very much."

　　 "No thanks, remember to deduct these college students when you count the money to Sauni Music."

Although Sauni’s money has nothing to do with Kazuma, after all, people are bleeding and ask Kazuma to take a vacation. If they hadn’t paid for it, the ghost of Kazuma would know when they would have money to live at this level. Hotel, soak in this kind of hot spring.

　　 It doesn’t matter if someone’s mouth is short, and someone’s hand is short.

　　Ms. Pudao outside the door responded: "I understand that these are related to the goodwill of our hotel, and I will take care of it. Then I won't bother you to continue enjoying."

　　 The voice fell, and Tamamo opened his mouth: "The lady will stand up and go."

　　 deserves to be a big monster with four-channel ears, all of which can be heard.

　　 Honami: "Why don't we go over and say hello to people like Meiji University? By the way, let's explore their fiction."

　　 "Are you treating someone as a murderer?" Kazuma shook his head, "but I was a little curious about what happened last year. I'll check it out later."

　　 Mikako: "Are you going to use torture to extract a confession? You really belong to you, bad detective!"

　　 "Who is a bad criminal! Also, the interrogation room is now under surveillance. Assaulting a suspect will be worn by the other's lawyer."

　　 Kazuma shook his head: "Let’s stop talking about this, let’s talk about something else, who will start?"

　　 Nichinan Rina immediately raised his right hand like answering a question in class: "I'll come, I'll come! Sister Meijiazi, is your hair dyed red?"

Mei Jiazi proudly picked out the red strand in her hair: "Oh, did you find it? I thought it was hidden well, no one would see it! But I still hope that Kazuma will be the first to find it. "

　　 Kazuma: "Should the monkeys be all red hair?"

　　 "Even if it was me, I would be angry!" Mikako exclaimed in a completely lifeless tone.

　　 Nichinan turned her eyes to the people on the other side of Kazuma: "Honami should practice martial arts very diligently, how did you make your abdominal muscles less conspicuous?"

　　 Kazuma turned to look at Honami, but he was actually a little curious.

　　Mikako does not care if he can catch fish in this kind of practice. Honami looks at the speed of level increase, she should have practiced kendo very hard, and her muscle strength should be quite good.

　　 Honami: "The key is to control your diet, my nutritionist..."

　　 "We can't learn with this experience." Mikako waved her hand and interrupted Honami. "By the way, where's Haruyuri?"

　　 "Me? I didn't do anything. Originally, my strength wasn't that great, I was just agile." Qing Liu shrugged.

　　 Nichinan Rica looked at Meijiazi: "Where is Meijiazi?"

　　 "My trick is, don't practice hard!" Mikako replied loudly, and then was bounced forehead by Kazuma.

　　 Yuzao slurped tea.

　　 Her performance at this time is particularly like an old lady.

　　 Qingliu just took part in the topic, and then focused on playing the strings. It seemed that he didn't want to get involved too much in this kind of conversation that would make him appear to have a low IQ.

　　 But Mikako didn't let her go: "Qing Liuliu, this moonlight is so good, you can play a song related to moonlight."

　　 "Moonlight... Then shouldn't you just sing a song? You should let the egg sing this kind of song?"

　　 Tamasa, who was drinking tea, was drawn into the topic. She looked up at the moon and showed an apologetic smile: "I can't remember the moon-related performances for a while. Sorry, I can't meet the request of Ms. Fujii."

　　 She changed the name of Mikako to "Miss Fujii", so that between the lines is full of the meaning of hiding a knife in a smile.

Kazuma looked up at the moon, and said on a whim: "The song of the moon, simple. Didn't Su Shi have written a well-known Mingyue when there is? Song poetry itself can be sung with the soundtrack, and it's not over. "

　　 Although today is not a full moon, it does not matter!

　　 Kazuma began to sing "When will the bright moon be" sung by Faye Wong in the previous life.

　　 In fact, many composers have written songs for Su Shi's "When will there be a bright moon on the head of the water tone", but Faye Wong sang the most widely sung.

　　 In the last life, Kazuma even thought that the tune of "Shui Tiao Song Tou" was the only tune, and tried to use this tune to sing other "Shui Tiao Song Tou". As a result, the words can be filled in, but there are all kinds of mismatches.

　　 Kazuma sang two lines and Mei Jiazi said in surprise: "You sing Chinese directly?"

　　 At this time, Kazuma realized that I subconsciously used Chinese directly.

　　Honami: "Song Ci, of course, it is most suitable to use Chinese. Japanese translation requires a lot of effort to match the rhythm, and it always loses some flavor."

　　 Kazuma didn't care, and continued to hum the tunes engraved in memory.

　　 Qingluo listened to a few bars, and then began to make chords.

　　 Although she certainly doesn't understand Chinese, the chords match up very well, which fits the mood of the song.

　　 Kazuma sang more vigorously, even if out of tune and out of tune, he can't stop him from singing the song.

　　**

　　 Da Zhang Weiming lay on the balcony railing of his room, looking at the mountains bathed in moonlight, holding a cocktail with ice in his hand.

The 　　 cocktail recipe was heard by Da Zhang Weiming from an old bartender, and it was made with tequila, chili and beer. The old bartender can make the wine into a psychedelic color, but Da Zhang Weiming makes it by himself.

　　 But this does not prevent Da Zhang Weiming from like this wine.

　　 Recording supervisor Yamada sits on a chair on the terrace, holding the same wine in his hand.

　　 "Singing?" He turned to look at Zhang Weiming, who was lying on the railing, "It's really bad, but the tune is not bad. It is a tune that has not been heard before. Is it Mr. Kiryu?"

　　 "It came from the direction of the mixed bath, I guess that's it."

　　 "Hey, do you want to buy the whole mixed bath and engage in the jiuchi meat forest with your female apprentice? These artists, all of them are like birds."

　　 "Maybe people are just taking a bath?" Da Zhang Weiming said while taking a sip of wine.

　　 "Don't be silly, you put yourself in your place and think about it, how can Kiryu's beautiful female apprentices be able to hold a mixed bath together."

　　 Zhang Weiming was silent for a second, and turned the topic to another direction: "This song, it looks like it is in Chinese? It is indeed a guy who can be admitted to Dongda University, terribly knowledgeable."

"That kind of guy, why would you want to be a criminal police officer?" Supervisor Yamada muttered, "If you enter a large company, you will soon be looked at by a big family that lacks a heir, and become a consort. For example, the Nanjo family will treat them all. My daughter was cleaned and sent here."

　　 Da Zhang Weiming said: "Even if he doesn't become a son-in-law, he will be a full-time artist. This kind of person can be a criminal policeman with a single mind, and most of them have noble reasons that neither you nor I can understand."

"That's right, we are all laymen. I now hope that Mr. Kiryu's single will become a hit, so that there will be a radiant record in my resume, and it will be much easier to make money later. I just put Mr. Kiryu is holding it as a cash cow. It's too vulgar." Director Yamada smiled self-deprecatingly and drank.

　　 Zhang Weiming: "I am the same. After all, not everyone can throw stacks of ten thousand yuan bills into the fire like Teacher Kiryu."

　　 "Isn't that talking about burning props? How could it be possible to burn 100 million yen."

　　 Zhang Weiming was about to answer, and suddenly he saw a figure on the tree directly opposite the terrace looking at him.

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　　 He rubbed his eyes, and when he looked over, there was nothing left over the treetops.

　　 "Is it an illusion?" Da Zhang Weiming muttered.

　　 Yamada Supervisor asked suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

　　 "It's nothing, I'm a little dizzy after drinking too much, I actually saw someone on the treetop opposite."

"Someone?" Director Yamada got up from the chair, walked staggeringly to the railing of the terrace, and leaned on it to look out, "Where? Is it the demon fox that the old lady in the hot spring street often talks about? If she wants to eat my heart, Can you come with me first?"

"Don't be hormonally vigorous like a 20-year-old young man, be more reserved, Yamada." Da Zhang Weiming said, he is very familiar with Supervisor Yamada, although he is not familiar enough to call his name directly, but at this level Say it's no problem.

Yamada sighed: "The yellow-faced lady in my house didn't have much interest when she saw it, but she was very strict. When I went back, I had to interrogate me in various ways, which made me see those little hot girls who came out to make pocket money on the way home I dare not..."

　　 "Yamada, alright." Da Zhang Weiming interrupted Yamada's complaint.

　　 Yamada shook his head: "Let's do it. When you become a great artist, the yellow-faced woman who has one or two lovers can't say anything."

　　 Japan is just like that. It is a normal thing for a great artist to have a lover.

　　 Such as Osamu Dazai.

　　 Zhang Weiming smiled bitterly: "Artist at National Chengchi University, I haven't had such a dream for many years."

　　 Yamada Supervisor: "After all, the biggest dream of middle-aged men is to go bald later."

　　 The two old men laughed together.

　　**

　　 Akane Kaede, a junior girl from the Meiji University Fantasy Creature Research Institute, was following the waitress appointed by Ms. Kamijima to the room. When she heard the singing, she stopped and listened.

　　 Upon seeing this, the hostess took the initiative to explain: "This should be Mr. Kiryu and his party. It is them who booked the hotel to write the song."

　　Actually, it was Sauni Music who had booked the hotel, but a waitress obviously didn't understand this.

　　 "Kiryu..." Chixi Kaede tilted his head and thought, "Is that Kiryu?"

　　 Hostess: "Which Kiryu?"

　　 The women in this hotel are basically over thirty years old, but they are better at dressing than the aunts on the hot spring street, so they look younger.

　　 But they are similar to those aunts internally. Zhang's parents, Li Jiaduan, know a lot, but they don't know much about things outside the hot spring street. After all, for the aunts, newspapers are used to wrap things, and TV is used to watch soap operas.

　　 News? That's something men only look at.

　　 The hotel waitresses have one more way to understand the outside world than the aunts, which is to chat with travelers.

　　 But this year has just entered the tourist season, the tourists have not come yet, and the outside world that the hostesses recognize is still last year.

　　Of course they didn’t know that this year, Japan released a Kiryuu Kazuma.

Of course, it’s not completely unknown. Last year, after a few guests had a three-time drink tour, they said that there was a fierce man in Tokyo who went to the party with a big knife, but this is a rumor that I don’t know how many hands have been turned. Can't recognize it anymore.

　　 After all, this is the first record of Kiryuu Kazuma. It has not attracted the attention of the media. It is just an informed story.

　　 Chixifeng glanced at the waitress, and said in surprise: "Are you...don't watch the news?"

　　 The hostess replied: "I would have watched the weather forecast, but later found that it was not as accurate as the old cold leg of the neighbor's grandma Noda. Every morning as long as Grandma Noda's feet hurt, I will take an umbrella out..."

　　 Akanishi Kaede interrupted the waitress and started to digress: "Where is Mr. Kiryu now? Can I see him?"

　　 "He is in the mixed bath."

　　 Chixifeng sighed, "That's it. Will you let me know after he finishes?"

　　 When I just checked in, the female general emphasized that the mixed bathing bath is now in a private state and cannot be entered without an invitation.

The hostess smiled: "Miss Akani can go to Mr. Kiryu right now. I was in charge of serving dishes during dinner today. I heard the conversation of Mr. Kiryu and his party. They were having a swimsuit party in the mixed bath. Miss Akani changed into a swimsuit and went directly in. , I think Mr. Kiryu should not mind."

　　 "That's it, but I didn't bring a swimsuit..."

　　 Chixifeng shook his head.

　　 "And Mr. Kiryu... Forget it, don't disturb others. Let me know when they are over."

　　 "I understand, I will tell my lady general." The hostess replied.

　　 "Take me to the room. I ran for a day, and I want to take a shower and change my clothes."

"this way please."

　　**

　　 Kiryuu Kazuma had enough soak in the bath and watched enough. After washing, wearing the yukata provided by the hotel and coming out of the mixed bath, he naturally walked towards the place where the milk was sold.

　　 Chinese people don't have the habit of drinking milk after taking a shower, but the body of Kazuma is taken over from the Japanese after all, and there are some muscle memories.

　　 Qingluo put on a yukata and came out, and came to buy milk.

　　 Then the two of them akimbo one hand together, and gobbled milk.

　　 The aunt behind the counter smiled and said, "You two are brothers and sisters, right?"

　　Qingluo took a sip of milk, and squirted out all of her mouth with a chock, coughing constantly.

　　 A lot of milk dripped on her bathrobe, leaving white water marks.

　　 "We are not brothers and sisters! We are not brothers and sisters!" Qing Liu corrected her as she wiped her mouth.

　　 Kazuma: "My sister is still inside, so she should be coming out soon."

　　 "It won't be fast, they all have to wash their hair, it takes a lot of time."

　　 "You don't wash?" Kazuma asked back, reaching out to touch Qingliu's double ponytails.

　　 "Because I don't care about this, it's all over after just a few taps of water."

　　 At this time, the aunt behind the counter said loudly: "This is not good. If you don't dry it well, you can blow the air conditioner. You will catch a cold. Come, brother, give you this towel and help her wipe her hair."

　　 Kazuma caught the new towel that my aunt took out from the counter, put the milk bottle on the counter, turned around and started to wipe Qingliu's hair.

　　 "You can't rub it like this! If you want to wipe it, just wipe it along the direction of the hair~www.readwn.com~ Qingliu yelled, but did not resist, let Kazuma play with her beautiful hair.

　　 "Your hair was also straightened by negative ions?"

　　 "No, my hair is basically not treated, and my natural hair quality is good." Qingliu said proudly.

　　 Kazuma: "Did you trade your figure and height for beautiful hair?"

　　 "I will hit you!"

　　 "Fight, you can't beat it again."

　　 "Hmph, that can also leave a new scar on your stomach."

　　 Kazuma was about to reply, I heard a female voice behind him asking: "That, is it Mr. Kiryuu Kazuma?"

　　 "It's me." Kazuma turned around and saw an unknown girl standing there wearing a hotel yukata.

　　 Kazuma can smell shower gel and shampoo, this girl should have just taken a shower.

　　The staff of Sauni Music should be all men, and the waitresses in the hotel are all aunts in their 30s. They are not so young, and the waitresses do not wear bathrobes for the guests.

　　 So Kazuma directly asked: "Could you be Miss Kaedi Kaede from Meiji University?"

　　 The girl widened her eyes in surprise: "You...you know me? Have you investigated the incident? Was it really a murder?"

　　 Kazuma exchanged glances with Qing Ryu.

　　 Haroldi patted Kazuma **** the back: "The client is here, detective San."