I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

"Is there such a thing?" Kazuma frowned upon hearing the words, and squatted down in front of the child to look at it. The five or six-year-old boy in house clothes in front of him is quite ordinary, but he is half-squinted and looks rather confused.

Kazuma glanced over the child's head, making sure that there was indeed an entry floating there. The name of the entry is "Lost", which is composed of light gray words like smoke, and the system also gives comments quite kindly.

"The mourner who looks for dreams in reality...what the hell!?"

The system's annotations have resumed the same mystery as before, and Kazuma is dumbfounding.

Although I don't know what "finding dreams in reality" is, but according to past experience, all the guys who stand up to the rules are basically the masters of potential trouble. Kazuma doesn't feel any malice from the child in front of him, maybe it means that the trouble has nothing to do with him?

"Little brother, what's your name? Why did you run out alone?"

Kazuma asked in a quiet voice, but the little boy who was questioned just shook his head slightly as if not awake, and ignored him. Kazuma raised his head and looked at Amao, who shrugged helplessly. Kazuma suddenly thought of the hint given by the entry, so he flicked his finger and corrected a question.

"Are you looking for something?"

"...I'm looking for...home..." This time the little boy reacted, but his voice was close to dreaming.

"Where do you live? Isn't it nearby?"

"It's not that... it's more distant, the original destination... over there..."

The little boy raised his hand and gestured in a daze. At this time, Kazuma observed that the entry "Lost" on his head began to sway like smoke, showing an unstable state that seemed to disappear at any time. Kazuma)” speculates that if the entry disappears, the little boy will probably feel awakened from a dream? In this case, it seems that no special treatment is needed.

"Is there any problem, Master?" As Kazuma hesitated, Amo's voice sounded.

"It doesn't seem to be a problem. Why don't you contact the nearby police station first? Maybe there are reports of missing children?"

Kazuma stood up and planned to go to the GTR to use the radio station to contact the police station.

When he turned around, suddenly a cool breeze blew, and the little boy in flimsy home clothes was blown into a sneeze, and then Kazuma saw that the swaying entry above his head suddenly disappeared. After the entry dissipated, the little boy made an ah sound, and his eyes turned from confused to sober.

The little boy who woke up looked around to the left and right, seeing the strange street with people coming and going, he suddenly showed a panic expression. I saw? The panicked little boy quickly brewed tears in his eyes, and a few seconds later, he cried.

"Wow! Mom, mom! Where are you, mom!?"

"Tsk tsk, I started to cry..."

"Master, what should I do?"

"No, even if you ask me, I can't help it..."

The howling and crying children on the bustling street quickly attracted the attention of passers-by, but Kazuma and Amao are you looking at me and I looking at you, and they don't know how to deal with the bear kid who doesn't listen. As a result, Chiyoko pushed away the two useless men and squatted down to comfort the little boy softly.

"Really, you guys let it go!...Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, little brother. You're just lost, it's no big deal, we will take you to find your mother, so don't be afraid! La?"

"Um... uh, uh..."

Under Chiyoko's gentle comfort, the little boy's mood seemed a little calmer. Kazuma breathed a sigh of relief when the sound of a motorcycle engine from far and near came from the left side. Kazuma looked around and saw a small motorcycle used by traffic police patrols slowly stopping by the side of the road, but the traffic police who came down came running towards them with a trot.

"Hello, do you need help?" The traffic policeman who ran over was a thin-looking man, about his age in his late thirties. He was neatly dressed and looked neat and tidy.

When the man approached, he saluted first, and then turned his eyes to the little boy in Chiyoko's arms: "I heard the child crying, is it your child?" The man cast a suspicious look at Chiyoko and his neighbor Amo. But no wonder, after all, the parents of the two who were to be little boys were still too young.

"No, no, we passed by...really! Brother——>>

You can say something too! ? "The questioned Chiyoko hurriedly shook his head and stared at Kazuma. After the man appeared on the stage, Kazuma had been a little distracted, and he waved his hand and interjected in.

"Sorry, I am Kiryuu Kazuma of the mobile team. The class is the police station. They are my sister and disciple. We found this kid on the roadside as if missing from his family, so we came to ask about the situation.( Kazuma said while taking out his police badge, and staring at the traffic police man, "Can I ask your name?"

"It turned out that it was Kiryu Police Department, who was disrespectful. The official name is Kurosaki Nagasaki, who is a patrol officer in the traffic department." The man named Kurosaki Nagasaki once again raised his hand in salute to Kazuma, his attitude was neither arrogant nor humble. , And then looked down at the little boy on Chiyoko's side, "Is the missing child? I know the situation... Please wait, I will contact the police station to see if there is any relevant report."

I saw Kurosaki Nagasaki ran to the motorcycle in small steps and used the convenient radio station there to contact the police station, and it didn't take long for the results to come.

"Report to the police department. Just half an hour ago, a couple came to the local police station to report that the child at home was missing. According to the description, it should be this kid." Kurosaki Nagasaki glanced at the little boy, smiling as if comforting him. Down.

"I should have sent him there, but my motorcycle does not have a seat for the child... Since the police department is there, I wonder if I can trouble you to send him to the local police station? His parents are waiting for news over there at this time."

"...Ah, yes, I'll send him to the police station, you can go busy." Kazuma stared at Kurosaki Nagasaki for a few seconds, then nodded.

"I'm grateful, that little official will leave first." Kurosaki Nagasaki bowed his head slightly to pay tribute to Kazuma, then trot on the motorcycle and patrolled the other side of the street in a hurry.

"It feels like someone who comes and goes like the wind..." Amao said with appreciation.

"Yes, it's very neat to do things." Kazuma agreed with each other, taking back his gaze from the motorcycle, and exhaling quietly.

Amo Chiyoko probably couldn't feel it, but he was really shocked just now. Because above the head of this traffic policeman named Kurosaki Nagasaki, he suddenly found two entries! One entry is related to kendo. There are many people who practice kendo in the police faction, so this is not unusual.

However, his other entry is a "weapon expert" who has not been seen before in Kazuma. The entire entry is composed of bullet-like dumb black fonts, exuding an inorganic cold light. The entry is the manifestation of the human soul form. Even if you don't look at the explanation, you can know that this product is definitely the type with explosive power by just listening to the name.

The patrol police who maintain the traffic in a small area are equipped with such sturdy entries? Or conversely, why would someone with such a tough combat capability come to be a traffic policeman? Kazuma feels quite unscientific, and even the Shaolin Sweeper's jokes appeared in my mind.

However, the world of this dimension was originally different from the one before crossing, and there are many powerful people in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Since there are all 67-level karate butlers, there should be nothing wrong with multiple weapons expert traffic patrols, right?

At least at this stage, it is impossible for Kazuma to investigate others based on a momentary curiosity. ?

"Forget it, Chiyoko, let's send the kids to the police station. Amo, you come with me?" Kazuma pointed to the GTR parked in the distance.

"No, I won't go. There is an important exam tomorrow, so I have to go back and prepare well." Amao shook his head.

"Stupid Amao~www.readwn.com~ Come on, my brother said that you can wait until you graduate." Chiyoko clenched his fist to cheer for him.

"Huh? No, I didn't say... ah hurts!" Just as Kazuma wanted to correct it, Chiyoko's strength came from the little finger of his right foot.

"Ahaha, please rest assured, there should be no problem. Master, and Chiyoko, I will go back first." Amao waved his hand and turned away. After the toss of Kiryu brothers and sisters, his mood seemed to be much better. .

Next, Kazuma used GTR to carry Chiyoko and others, and sent the little boy all the way to the local police station to his parents who were waiting there.

The parents of the little boy who recovered the child were grateful for Kazuma. Kazuma took the opportunity to find out the details of the boy's loss, but did not get any valuable clues.

According to them, it was after the housework that the child was suddenly found missing, and the little boy had no symptoms of sleepwalking before.

That being the case, why did the entry pop up suddenly? Kazuma was puzzled, but the little boy who had left with his parents did not show any abnormalities, so he had to give up temporarily.