I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

After that, Kazuma went to work for two hero shows.

Every time he finished his part-time job, he had to send Nichinan dishes home—in fact, it was not deliberately. He just got off the train at the station near Nichinan dishes home and walked to her door.

Anyway, Kazuma can take a car with a monthly pass, and you can take it any time within a month, and you don't need to spend extra money on the next car.

At the end of the third part-time job, Kazuma just took off the holster and put on the original clothes, I heard Jonny call him: "Will there be time later?"

Kazuma subconsciously replied: "I haven't reached the age of 20, so I can't drink."

"I know you are not twenty years old. You said last time that you will start paying the national pension next year." Jonny waved his hand. "I didn't call you to drink, I asked you if you are interested in taking a part-time job. ?"

Kazuma immediately replied: "Yes."

Now Chiyoko will calculate with Kazuma every night how big the funding gap will be in April next year.

She has already deposited the money earned from Kazuma as a supervisor at Anno Akito and the music royalties paid in advance by the producer of Sauni Music’s Oiwakawa Houyi in advance.

With these two sums of money, the National Pension and Dongda tuition fees that Kazuma will pay next year are finally settled.

But Amao and Qingliu's tuition fees are not yet known where they should be paid.

Chiyoko is now sighing every day, Kazuma always feels that she is now looking at someone like a piglet, and assessing how much it can sell.

Last night, Chiyoko also read Kazuma: "Brother, if you graduate from Dongda right away, and pass the first-class civil service examination to enter the Metropolitan Police Department, after all, it is the police department to make up for it. There are nearly 8 million in a year. As for his annual salary, after three years of working for the police, he will get an annual salary of 10 million yuan!"

Then Chiyoko changed the subject: "Brother, you study so well, you can go to East University in one year, can you skip the grade, graduate next year, and then take the civil service exams such as Grade A. In this way, Amao's tuition will be reduced!"

For Chiyoko's words, Kazuma couldn't respond at all.

He couldn't tell Chiyoko that he could study for a year before he was admitted to Dongda University, because he had received a great exam-oriented education in China in his previous life, and he had a foundation.

As for skipping grades at Tokyo University, first of all, Kazuma did not learn much law-related knowledge in the previous life. Secondly, many subjects at Japanese universities do not take exams, but write essays, and some even engage in essay defenses-yes, For a small essay in a single subject, two class hours must be devoted to defense.

In short, don't even think about skipping grades. Kazuma can only be honestly run for the remaining three years.

For this reason, he has to worry about the tuition fees of his apprentices.

Now every night, Chiyoko’s family accounting is settled, and in the end it will definitely become her self-satisfaction: "Why didn’t I agree with my brother that you sold the dojo? I actually said that I bought the dojo and committed suicide. I really want to go back and kill it. Time of self."

For such a Chiyoko, Kazuma is not to appease, nor is it to tease—in fact, to be fair, “(Kazuma)” wants to tease her even more, but in the end, the sense of responsibility of being a brother is more than the little one in his heart. Malicious.

Therefore, Kazuma has to find more part-time jobs.

Regarding Jonny’s question, he gave an affirmative answer without even thinking about it, without even asking what part-time job it was.

Jonny patted Kazuma on the shoulder: "I know you can be reliable, brother. Then we will meet at Central Station tomorrow morning."

Kazuma nodded: "No problem. But what are you going to do? Hit Brother Pachin?"

"Are you an idiot? Even me, I wouldn't consider playing the kind of unscrupulous job of Pachinko as a part-time job. I went to the studio, and I had a job as an artist after a long absence."

Kazuma looked at Jonny who was a little proud, and asked, "Going to be a military substitute?"

"What's the matter with you! Can't I have a serious role? Well, it's a military substitute, to be precise, a holster actor."

"But, isn't tomorrow Sunday?" Kazuma asked suspiciously.

"Now it's almost the end of the year, and there is an annual vacation at the end of the year, so all filming will be pushed forward, and it is not uncommon to work overtime on Sundays at the shooting site. After all, renting a studio for a day costs one day, and it also costs money if it is not filming on Sundays. "

Kazuma gave a "Oh" and then changed the question: "Kamen Rider's?"

"Yes. The original holster actor was sick, so I was looking for someone to replace it. It happened that our firm produced the second ride of this show, so we called me over."

Kazuma: "Are we playing Kamen Rider?"

At the beginning of the Kamen Rider, the first-generation knight Fujioka Hiroshi personally wore a holster to fight against the weirdos, but later, during the play, Fujioka Hiroshi was injured, which made it impossible to shoot in the future. This made the real actor and the skin Set of actors separate.

It sounds reasonable to produce holster actors from the agency of Kamen Rider real actors.

But Jonny shook his head: "No, where are such good things, we are going to play weirdos. The salary is average, but I think you need money."

Kazuma nodded: "I really need money."

"Why, want to buy a motorcycle?" Jonny asked. Motorcycles are a fashionable thing this year, and many college students want to build one.

This was also the same in China at the same time. Unlike when I mentioned motorcycles later, I thought of soliciting motorcycles, but thought of "little in-laws riding on motorcycles to accelerate and accelerate."

Kazuma: "I have a Harley."

Although it has been a long time since he can't burn the gas, he does have a Harley.

Amao used to spend ten minutes a day to maintain the Harley, but now that Amao is busy preparing for the exam, there is no one to maintain the Harley, and it is left in the corner of the warehouse.

Jonny whistled: "Really? Harley! Isn't that expensive? You can afford it."

Kazuma smiled without answering. Harley was a gift from the licking dog apprentice, and it is still impossible to say it today.

"Why don't you ride your Harley to the set tomorrow?" Jonny said, "I will give you the address?"

"No, let's gather at Central Station tomorrow."

As soon as the voice of Kazuma fell, Nichinan Rica knocked on the door of the locker room: "Senior! Hurry up, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Jonny patted Kazuma on the shoulder: "Go! You **** love imperialist."

"No, I have maintained a pure relationship with Nichinan." Before the words of Kazuma fell, Nichinan came up and hugged his arm.

Jonny scolded, "Look at what you have on your arm before you talk. Do you think I will believe you?"

Kazuma was stunned, and I glanced at the delicious Nichinan cuisine.

"Don't expect me to let go. I finally have a time when I can monopolize the master." Nichinan Rina said loudly.

Kazuma sighed and waved the hand that could still move to Jonny: "See you tomorrow."

"Don't be late! At Central Station at ten o'clock!"

Kazuma answered, and took Nichinan to walk outside the dressing room.

Nichinan asked in a low voice, "What's the matter? Two big men are going on a date? Master, you can't be..."

"I don't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense." Kazuma expertly denied the Sanlian, and then explained, "Tomorrow we are going to work on the Kamen Rider studio, as if we are acting as holster actors."

"Eh, that's it... Then I'll go too?" Nichinan said suddenly excitedly, "I haven't been out on Sunday for a long time."

"You are so slack, are the exams okay?" Kazuma couldn't help asking.

It’s already December, and the admissions for each school will be in March next year. According to Kazuma in the previous senior year, it has now reached the stage of the 100-day sprint for the college entrance examination.

In the previous life Kazuma during the 100-day sprint stage of the college entrance examination, a set of papers was written almost every day, and "traveling" in the sea of ​​questions.

Nichinan shrugged—because she was holding the arm of Kazuma, this shrug made Kazuma feel a series of pressure changes in the arm.

"I'm also a former student council president anyhow, and I'm among the best in my grade. It's just Waseda University, it's easy."

"The arrogant soldier will be defeated." Kazuma warned her, "everyone who drowns knows water."

Nichinan Rina laughed and said, "Since the master is so worried about me, I will live in the dojo from today and let the master, a student from East University, help me every day, OK?"

"Not good." Kazuma flatly refused.

"Why! Master, you have to instruct Ikeda-san anyway, don't you? What's wrong with bringing me one more?"

"My sister will be full of vigilance like a cat in an invaded territory." Kazuma replied.

At this time they had already passed the elevator down to the first floor of the mall. When they got out of the elevator door, a kid pointed to Nichinan Rica and said: "Mom, look, it's the big sister on the hero show! Big sister is on a date!"

Nichinan Rina immediately laughed, and then said to Kazuma: "Then master, you can confirm the relationship with me. Chiyoko won't say anything anymore. I can get counseling again, kill three birds with one stone!"

"Are you sure? You can't beat any of the senior sisters in the dojo? I won't help you if they come to beat you." Kazuma said.

In fact, Nichinan Rica not only can't beat the senior sisters in the dojo, even Qingliu can't beat the younger sister.

Nichinan Rika: "I should be able to beat Jinguji Senpai!"

No, wait a minute, that one can't be the least messed up.

But before Kazuma reminds, Nichinan cuisine has changed the topic: "By the way, you will go to the studio tomorrow, master, remember that you must not touch the nutrients they give."

Kazuma frowned slightly and became alert: "What nutrient?"

"Recently, my mother got a blue pill from her friends in the entertainment industry, and coaxed me to say that eating it can boost my brain power. All her friends are taking it."

Kazuma immediately thinks of what Jonny said.

"You didn't touch it?" Kazuma asked worriedly.

"Of course not, it's too suspicious. But my mother keeps talking about what she has already tested for vitamins and some nutrients. But she will test it, which shows that she herself thinks this medicine is suspicious. I even fooled my daughter to eat." Nichinan Rina showed an expression of indignation, "I want to get admitted to Waseda as soon as possible, and then leave home."

Kazuma: "You are admitted to the university, do you have to pay for the tuition at home?"

No, Kazuma thought, I should ask more about the medicine.

But now that I have asked, I can only continue the topic with Nichinan.

Nichinan sighed: "I saved some money by myself. At least the first year of tuition will not be paid at home. But then...maybe in order to pay the tuition to continue my studies, I have to go back to be a reader model.

"Don't tell me, the reader model business is quite profitable, and you can get money if you take a few poses and be photographed for a day."

Kazuma remained silent.

Nichinan Rica quietly glanced at Kazuma: "Hey, I thought you would pat your chest and say, I'm covering your tuition."

"I'm crazy, now my burden is heavy enough."

"But, I don't understand. Is there any difference between Qingliu and me? Why can't I accept Qingliu as your family member, Master?"

Kazuma: "Qingluo is already homeless."

"The master meant that I would go back and take all my family..."

"Don't go!" Kazuma hurriedly interrupted Nichinan Rina, don't make Lao Tzu suddenly become sick.

Nichinan Ricai continued: "Then let's assume that my parents were in a car accident and I was also homeless. Master, would you take me in?"

Kazuma was silent for a few seconds before repliing: "It should be taken in."

"At that time, the master will bear my tuition?"

"No, please use the insurance company's indemnity to pay your tuition at that time."

Nichinan cuisine is staggering.

She was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Sure enough, the difference between Qingliu and me is that I haven't confronted you with the master."

"How did you come to this conclusion?" Kazuma asked in surprise.

"There is no reason, that's the way I feel. But... I don't know what Qingliu was like when you confronted the master, but now she looks like a little sister hiding behind her brother.

"Although her kendo may be very good, I don't feel the high fighting spirit of Honai Meimei in her."

Kazuma was about to answer, Nichinan Rina suddenly let go of his arm, ran two steps forward and entered the gate of the subway station first.

She turned and looked at Kazuma on the other side of the gate, with her hands behind her back.

Kazuma suddenly felt that this scene resembled a scene in "Tokyo Love Story" that I had seen when I was a child in my previous life.

Nichinan said to Kazuma through the turnstile: "The gentleness of the seniors is sometimes like poison, so Sister Honami is gradually not showing up in the dojo."

Kazuma: "She is just busy with the affairs of the consortium."

"Is it really that busy? Isn't it afraid that seniors' poison will erode the courage to walk alone?" Nichinan Rina asked with a smile.

Kazuma shrugged, took out the monthly pass from his pocket and showed it to the subway attendant guarding the gates.

The subway attendant nodded and opened the gate.

Kazuma walked towards Nichinan Rina, but Nichinan Rina turned around and walked forward with her hands behind her back.

She was wearing a long coat, and the hem of the pleated skirt of Beigao's winter sailor suit was exposed under the hem of the coat.

Because of the influence of "Sailor Suit and Machine Gun", the common people's concept has become that the long sailor skirt is equal to the Taimei, so good students are now relatively short skirts.

Nichinan's skirt was so short that it could only show less than three centimeters under the hem of the coat.

It was December, and Tokyo had already snowed a few times, and her bare legs made people feel cold.

With the movement of her walking, the hem of the skirt swayed constantly, and every time it went up, people couldn't help but think about it.

As a strategy to keep out the cold, she wore thick white half-knee socks, maintaining the right absolute area between the socks and the skirt hem.

There may be an elastic band on the sock, which is completely squeezed into the thigh.

Kazuma caught up with Nichinan in two steps, but suddenly found that the topic seemed to be broken, so I could only ask for something casually and say: "Will your sailor suit skirt be too short?"

"What can I do, I also want to wear a long skirt that is longer than my knees, but now the Office of Academic Affairs thinks that you are too young when I see the long skirt. I blame the sailor suit and the machine gun." Nichinan sighed, " I will not take out a machine gun from my schoolbag and shoot."

Kazuma shrugged.

Nichinan Rina continued: "I heard that Master, you told Taiying Films that Kawakaku's sailor suit and machine gun are youth dramas?"

"Yeah, I said it."

"I really said it, I thought it was an error. Did Taiying pay you later?"

"No, they only settled the money for me in Tokyo's limited express service."

"That's too good at being a human being." Nichinan Rica commented, "If I were a high-level person in Taiying Films, I would seize the master, you cash cow, and shove my wool to death."

"Then you will work hard to get into college, and the Waseda Department of Literature will not work. If you go there, you will either be a writer, or a literary critic or researcher, but not a big capitalist."

In fact, you can also go to the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology to work with Sophia University graduates who can't mix in the field of international relations.

The two entered the platform while chatting. In Japan, the communal animals who get off work at night usually have social activities-mainly drinking, and people are scattered to places such as izakayas, so there are many fewer people in the evening peak than in the morning peak.

Nichinan Ricai found a place with few people, and went one stop after the yellow line, and continued: "I am more sure about Waseda, and second is the result of compromise with my parents. There are also actresses in the entertainment industry who join dramas in Waseda. Then I entered the theater company in Tokyo and finally made my debut. My mother never gave up the idea of ​​letting me make my debut."

Since the topic was transferred here, Kazuma pretended to say casually: "Speaking of which, did you bring the blue pill your mother got you?"

"Yes, I quietly throw away two of them every day, pretending to eat them. Master, do you want them?"

Kazuma nodded: "Give it to me."

So Nichinan opened the schoolbag and took out a small bag from it-the same style as the one Jonny took out.

"Look, this is it."

Nichinan Rina showed the transparent side of the bag to Kazuma. The blue pills inside looked like they had just been soaked in water bombs—Kazuma used to play with water bombs in the last life.

"Bring it in your hand." Nichinan said as she opened the bag.

Kazuma took out the handkerchief, spread it out on his hand, and stretched it out.

Nichinan poured two pills on the handkerchief.

Kazuma carefully wrapped the handkerchief and put it in his pocket.

At this time, he noticed that a kid next to him pointed to his mother and said, "Mom, the two older brothers and sisters over there are exchanging small pills."

The woman with the child was shocked, patted the child's head, and cursed: "Don't be nosy!"

After that, she glanced at Kazuma with an apologetic smile on her face, then immediately turned her head and stopped looking here.

Nichinan spit out her tongue: "It seems to be regarded as doing bad things."

"You look pretty happy?"

"Yes! Because I wanted to be a bad guy for a long time. I used to mess up the bow of the sailor suit and pretend to be bad to buy cigarettes. The clerk sold me the cigarettes in fear, maybe. I really have a talent for acting."

Kazuma: "This is... to resist your mother?"

"Yes, if you smoke and smoke your teeth, you can't be a model for readers."

Kazuma looks at Nichinan, who is now completely dressed up as an obedient girl, and imagines her maiden form.

"So, did you smoke in the end?" he asked.

"No, because I was choked. At that time, I was coughing so much that my lungs came out, so I gave up.

"Later I learned that many of the actresses actually smoke cigarettes, and some of them are drinking too much because of the pressure. So I smoke or something, it is impossible to harm my mother, it will only hurt my lungs."

Nichinan turned his head and looked at Kazuma: "The master will definitely smoke in the future, after all, the detective doesn't smoke, and I always feel that there is something wrong."

Kazuma laughed, indeed, whether it is a movie or in reality, the detectives seem to smoke one by one.

Long windbreakers and cigarettes seem to have become standard equipment for Japanese criminal police.

But Kazuma doesn't want to follow this convention.

He didn't smoke in his previous life mainly because he was very strict and didn't have much pocket money when he was a child. For the same seven dollars, it would be better to go to the computer room to play for three hours than to buy a pack of cigarettes.

Kazuma will probably ban smoking for the same reason in this life: I can't afford it.

While Kazuma looks at this, Nichinan Rina is watching his profile from the side.

Kazuma noticed his gaze, and returned a questioning look.

Nichinan said with a smile: "The master will be distracted from time to time. I don't know what he is thinking. I always feel that the master at this time has a mysterious atmosphere, as if he is very far away from us."

Kazuma joked: "I know you are hopelessly obsessed with me, you don't have to be so straightforward."

Nichinan Rina smiled happily.

At this moment, the train came into the station.

There are no screen doors in Japanese subways in this era. In fact, before the screen doors were installed on the Chinese subways, most countries did not have screen doors.

The wind coming into the station blew Nichinan's hair.

She had to raise her hand and gently press her hair.

After the car stopped and opened the door, Kazuma took the lead in buying a unit and boarding the car.

Nichinan turned to the front of Kazuma, turned to face him, stood on tiptoe, leaned close to his ear and said softly, "Guess what I'm thinking now, Master."

Kazuma casually guessed one: "Kiss me hard."

Nichinan Rina laughed: "I did think about it, but it's a pity, guess~ wrong~ pull~"

After speaking, she pushed Kazuma out of the car with a gentle force.

Just at this time the door closed, Kazuma quickly got back into the car through the gap between the two doors.

Nichinan Rika: "Why don't you play the cards according to the routine! At this time, watching me leave in amazement is the development of a normal romance drama, right?"

"I can't help it," Kazuma spreads both hands, "It's not my fault to be agile."

Nichinan stepped forward and slammed Kazuma with a small fist on the chest: "I don't care! You give me back the image of my little devil girl!"

Kazuma nodded again and again: "Well, I'll give it back to you. Look, I'm like this..."

Kazuma made an action of taking something out of his pocket—of course he didn't take out anything—and then stuffed this empty thing into the pocket of Nichinan’s vegetable coat.

"Okay, I'll give it back to you. You are now a little devil girl."

Nichinan stared at Kazuma with wide eyes, with an expression like an old wizard watching a Muggle apprentice.

Kazuma: "I gave it back to you, what do you want?"

Nichinan didn’t squeeze for a moment, and laughed: "Senior! How did you stay serious while talking nonsense?"

Kazuma: "I'm from Dongda Law School. If I don't go to the Metropolitan Police Department, I will be a lawyer in the future. Serious nonsense is my skill to eat."

"Don't give such a realistic answer suddenly! You legal jackal reserve army."

Kazuma was about to answer, when I heard the kid who just saw him taking pills from Nichinan cuisine said: "Mom, it's a dumb couple!"

"Don't look!" The mother patted the child's head again, and then smiled doubly apologetic to Kazuma.

Nichinan is very happy with food: "We are dumb lovers, master."

"We are not, you are calm."

"Outsiders look like that! And you still take advantage of me so much, Master."

"It's you who wanted to hug it up."

"Huh, I know, Master, you, a scumbag, is this routine. If you get posted upside down, you won't refuse it. If something goes wrong, you will give it to the woman."

Don't scold it, don't scold it, Kazuma thought, if you post it in the future, I will definitely give you a big mouth to let you know your position, woman.

Nichinan Rika: "Master, are you thinking now that I will post it again and hit me fiercely and let me know where I stand?"

"You guessed it." Kazuma nodded.

"Okay, so give me a little red flower!"

"Little Red Flower?"

"I guessed it right, shouldn't a little red flower be awarded?"

Kazuma raised her hand and flicked her forehead fiercely with her index finger: "Come on, your little red flower is here, on your forehead!"

The finger of Kazuma does have a red mark, and it is no problem to say that it is a small red flower.

Nichinan held her forehead, and made a voice that looked more like anger than a scream: "Ah~"

Kazuma shook his head again and again.

In a sense, Nichinan Rina is much more difficult to deal with than Mikako who attacked with a straight ball.

After he decided, no matter what Nichinan said, he did nothing but perfunctory.

He didn't want to get closer with this apprentice anymore.

So he looked at the scenery outside the car window.

The Tokyo outside the car window is full of scenes familiar to Kazuma-he left his hometown in his previous life and saw this scene when he went to the provincial capital to go to university: construction sites in full swing, and tower cranes in the field of vision.

The current Japanese society has not yet fallen into a standstill, and everything is full of vitality, like the motherland in the 21st century in the memory of Kazuma.

I don't know when I can return to the land in my memory. Even if I go back as a "foreigner", I can go and have a look.

Maybe it was a mistake to choose the Faculty of Law of Dongda University. I should go to Sophia University and study Chinese, and then I can return to my roots as a diplomat.

Kazuma thought about this, and suddenly realized that Nichinan sat beside him was terribly quiet, so he turned to look at the girl.

He found that the girl was looking at the office workers in the carriage in a trance.

Kazuma first turned his head to confirm what the girl was looking at, but he didn't find anything worth noting.

At this time the girl herself said, "I'm not looking at a specific person, senior. I'm looking at them."

They—the word in the girl’s mouth should refer to office workers in general.

Nichinan Rina continued: "Looking at the costumes, they should be ordinary club members. With a stable job, as long as they go to work on time and spend their days, they can be promoted step by step, and there will be a company to protect them for the rest of their lives.

"They can foresee that every day in the future will be an unchanging day. The so-called becoming a social person is to find a company like this to slowly decay."

Kazuma couldn't help but glance at Nichinan Rina, and said, "This is really like what a Waseda University Department of Literature would say."

"Hmph, take a look at me." Nichinan laughed, but immediately returned to the slightly sentimental tone that was just now, "I'm actually very afraid that the rest of my life will rot in a corner like this. I will obey. My mother's will to become a model for readers, to strive for debut, and there is also the idea of ​​wanting to grasp her own life vigorously in it?"

Kazuma: "Even if that means that you need to sleep in business?"

Nichinan Rica showed a helpless and a little pitiful smile: "I really have to go that way, this is no way, right? After all, I don't have a singing voice like Qingliu, and I can't dance, and I don't know how to play shamisen. I don't have any at home. An entire consortium came to support me in pursuing my dreams.

"If beauty is my only weapon, then it is understandable for me to use this weapon, isn't it?

"Of course, now I don't want to be in the entertainment industry anymore. Master, do you think the writer Nichinan cuisine is good, or the literary critic Nichinan cuisine is good?"

"Don't be a writer." Kazuma said what it had heard in the previous life, "writing a book is a dead end."

Nichinan Rina smiled and said, "Does the master think I can compare to Osamu Dazai?"

Kazuma: "It's not just Osamu Dazai, the suicide rate of Japanese writers is too high."

At this time, the train came into the station.

Nichinan Ricai suddenly stuck out her tongue: "I saw my mother, she actually came to the station to pick me up... It's so annoying, the last sweet walk with the master is gone."

"There is no sweetness." Kazuma corrected.

"Then, see you tomorrow, Master, Central Station, right?"

It seems Nichinan has made up his mind to go to the Kamen Rider studio tomorrow.

Kazuma nodded: "Yes, but we can meet at this station first, and then sway past sweetly."

"There is no sweetness." This time I changed Nichinan cuisine and corrected. After speaking, she got out of the car and walked to her mother.

Aunt Nichinan was watching Kazuma with hostile eyes.

Kazuma thought: Auntie, you are wrong to blame me, your daughter, without me, I am afraid that she would also go on her own way.

The train doors closed and started again.

Nichinan Ricai's slightly lonely face outside the car window gradually faded away.

**

Kazuma returned home and directly picked up the phone in the hallway.

He dialed the number of Takashi Hanabo.

Takashi Hanabu immediately answered the phone: "Moses, Moses?"

"It's me, Kazuma. I..." Kazuma suddenly became alert. The ghost knew if Welfare Technology had eavesdropped on his phone, so he swallowed the blue pill and said, "You now Are you free, come to my house for dinner."

"If you are free, you are free. Do you have something important to say, right? I suggest you talk on the phone, because usually you don't say you have to meet on the phone. What you see is your corpse when you go there."

Kazuma: "My martial arts are strong~www.readwn.com~ let them come."

Takashi Hanabo was silent for a second, and then said, "That's why you saw my corpse."

"Don't talk nonsense, come here. If you hang up, I promise you, you will pay the blood debt, no, it will be repaid ten times."

"Okay, I'm relieved with your words, I'll go over right away. You'd better get the big news that is worth my risk."

**

An hour and a half later, Takashi Hanabu arrived at the Kiryu Dojo, and it was not a corpse.

When Kazuma opened the door to him, he jokingly held a handful of garlic.

"Wait a minute! You smell this first!" He sent the garlic to Hanabu Takashi.

"Don't make trouble, this is a special attack on vampires, and it's useless to me as a zombie." Takashi Hanabu waved his hand, and the slippers entered the door.

Kazuma led him to the dining room.

"Oh, this fish is fried tonight." Takashi Hanabu sat down at the table as he said so, then nodded to Chiyoko who served him the meal, "Thank you."

Kazuma took out the blue pill.

He has transferred the pills originally wrapped in the handkerchief to the plastic bag.

Takashi Hanabo frowned and looked at the two pills: "I have always heard about this thing, but I haven't obtained the real thing. They are very wary of reporters."

Kazuma: "This is the real thing, I want to trouble you to test it."

Takashi Hanabu: "No problem, but isn't this more suitable for Shiratori?"

Kazuma frowned slightly, and he thought about the scene when Tsuda team shot Tsuda that night when Shiratori shot Tsuda.

It's not that I don't trust Shiratori, but it's always right to be careful.

"For Shiratori, don't you miss a big news." Kazuma responded.

Takashi Hanabo smiled: "Okay, I will go to a familiar underground chemistry practitioner immediately, and I will reply to you tomorrow."