I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

　　 The day before the start of the Golden Week holiday, Kazuma led Chiyoko once again into the headquarters of Sumitomo Construction.

　　 This time, Chief Ohara directly led Ogasawara to the elevator door to greet him.

　　 After some greetings, Mr. Ohara led the Kiryu brothers and sisters into his office, and enthusiastically served tea to the brothers and sisters in person.

　　 Kazuma looked at the attitude of the other party and was very happy, thinking this time it can be regarded as solving my own financial problems.

　　 After all, Kanto United is only responsible for repairing the door, and the compensation has to go through the process of the former bridge transportation association, and it will take about half a year to get the money.

　　 I have this savings left at home, which is only enough for food.

　　 So Kazuma took the initiative to speak: "Ohara Director, about our dojo..."

　　 "Don't worry about this," Mr. Ohara said with a smile, "We have given up on the acquisition plan for your dojo, and no one will disturb the lives of your brothers and sisters anymore."

　　 Kazuma was ready to count the money with a smile, but when I heard this, my smile disappeared.

"Wait a minute, the land around you is almost purchased, right?" Kazuma hastened to save it, "I heard that it is going to build a high-end commercial and residential complex. They are all buildings. Among the piles of modern buildings, we are the only A short and crumpled dojo..."

　　 What Kazuma wants to say is "You should just take our dojo, or else it will be short and ugly, and the style will not be uniform."

　　 But Mr. Ohara directly interrupted him: "Don't worry, don't worry! The design of the commercial and residential area is still in the early stage, you can modify the design!

　　"We can put green belts and small parks around the dojo, leaving enough space between the dojo and the apartment building!

　　 "It will never block the light from the dojo!"

　　 Kazuma is stunned, is this a matter of lighting? What do you mean by lighting? You bought the dojo and I live in a new apartment by myself. I can light up as much light as I want. Isn’t it fragrant?

　　 "Well, let's not mention the lighting, I want to sell the dojo..." Kazuma doesn't go around, tell the truth.

　　 Director Ohara immediately showed a distressed expression: "This may be a little difficult to implement. The board of directors has decided to keep this dojo.

　　 "And we also have a letter from the Ministry of Education, saying that this dojo may be a cultural relic, and it is not recommended to develop it until the relevant investigation is completed to determine whether it is a cultural relic."

　　 Kazuma frowned, wondering what else the Ministry of Education could save?

　　 A ruined dojo that hasn't gotten the exemption for two generations, and the entire Jianlian may have forgotten its existence, can it be a cultural relic?

　　 There is a characteristic of bureaucracy in Japan that is extremely bureaucratic.

　　 For example, if there is a car accident and the car crashes into a shrine or temple on the side of the road that is under the supervision of the Ministry of Education, congratulations, the traffic accident will no longer be under the supervision of the Ministry of Education, and the traffic police will not be able to deal with it.

　　 If the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, and Culture came to say that the Kiryu family's dojo is a cultural relic, then even a large company like Sumitomo Construction would not move.

　　 Unless Sumitomo Construction spends a large amount of political donation to open up the channels of the Ministry of Education.

　　 Kazuma I didn’t expect that Uesugi Soichiro actually had a path from the Ministry of Education—but think about it carefully, he is a swordsman and has so many cultural hobbies. This path is normal.

　　Kazuma slapped my lips, I can only accept the fact that the dojo can no longer be sold.

　　 Sumitomo Construction does not buy it, and other companies will not buy it. The surrounding area is Sumitomo Construction, and other companies can't do any development if they come to buy this piece alone.

Director Ohara was silent watching Kazuma, seeming to think that Kazuma has not understood the status quo, so he continued: "No one will buy this land now. You can live here with peace of mind until The earth is gone."

　　 Kazuma glanced at Mr. Ohara: "Thank you for the commentary."

　　 "You're welcome. Is there anything else I can help you, Kiryu-kun?"

　　 "No more, thank you very much." Kazuma stood up directly, and couldn't sell it anyway, so there is no need to stay here, save some time and leave.

　　 Specialist Ohara also stood up and enthusiastically bid farewell to the Kiryu brothers and sisters: "I will send you downstairs."

　　 "No, you are busy with Mr. Ohara."

　　 "No, no, I'll take you down. You are a distinguished guest of our company."

　　 Kazuma seriously suspects that Ohara is deliberately disgusting himself, what kind of guest, if you are a distinguished guest, you bought the land!

　　 But he didn't say it, and it was useless anyway, so let's do it.

　　 Just like that, the Kiryu brothers and sisters came to the headquarters of Sumitomo Construction, and they were sent out respectfully before their butts were hot.

　　 In terms of etiquette, the dignified staff personally greeted them and sent them out in person, giving the Kiryu brothers and sisters a lot of face, but it just made people feel a lump in their hearts and couldn't get up.

　　 After the entrance of Sumitomo Construction and the special assignment, Chiyoko asked Kazuma: "What should I do now?"

　　 Kazuma scratched his head: "Then...let's go home first, consider the long-term plan."

　　 At this time, Kazuma suddenly saw Ito Yusaku's jerk-wearing man taking his bodyguard out of the taxi like a dog.

　　 Ito Yusaku also saw Kazuma for the first time. He was about to close the taxi door, but he looked up and got into the car again without saying a word.

　　 His follower looked at him suspiciously: "What's the matter? I forgot something on the spot?"

　　 "If you don't want to be beaten, come in!" Yusaku Ito reached out and dragged his attendant into the car.

　　 Immediately after the taxi started, it drove away in a hurry.

　　 Kiryu brothers and sisters watched the taxi go away.

　　 Chiyoko: "It's a pity, if you beat him, your brother will feel better, right?"

　　 "It should be." Kazuma shook his head, "Go, go home."

　　 "Let’s go shopping first, it’s all out." Chiyoko suggested.

"Yeah." Kazuma nodded. At this time, he thought of something suddenly, so he asked Chiyoko, "Chiyoko, do you know that enshrining the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is the kind of bodhisattva that you can see from time to time on the roadside. What kind of tribute is it? Better?"

　　 Chiyoko tilted his head and thought: "It should be...Fruit is enough, the most important thing is sincerity. What's wrong?"

　　 "Well," Kazuma nodded, "Then let's buy some fruit, there is a Jizo Bodhisattva I think I should give it some tribute."

　　 The real idea in Kazuma is that if you pay tribute to the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, you might get some temporary buffs. He plans to try these temporary buffs one by one to confirm the effect and duration.

　　 Chiyoko looked at Kazuma with a question mark, but didn't ask much.

　　 So the brothers and sisters left the headquarters building built by Sumitomo and took the city rail back to the Geshi district. They bought the ingredients for tonight and the tribute to Jizo Bodhisattva in the familiar shopping street.

　　 Kazuma according to memory, led Chiyoko to find the Jizo Bodhisattva that he saw in the rain that day.

　　 In his memory, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has a red scarf around his neck, which looks very conspicuous and should not be difficult to find.

　　 But something strange happened.

　　 Kazuma led Chiyoko, and he ran back and forth on the way to Tsuda group that day, but did not see any Jizo Bodhisattva.

　　 Chiyoko wiped his sweat with a handkerchief and asked Kazuma: "Brother, are you sure you are on this road? Could it be that the visibility of Yuda was low that day, and you admitted the wrong way?"

　　 Kazuma stood on the shoulder of the red deer, repeatedly checking the surrounding scenery: "It's not wrong, it should be here, I remember clearly it was here. At that time, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva should be in this position."

　　 Kazuma points to the place where the Jizo Bodhisattva stands in my memory.

　　 He was pretty sure that he had not read it wrong.

　　 Is it hallucinations?

　　 Still speaking, what you can see with this golden finger is not only the state of human beings, but also this kind of weird stuff?

　　The sword is all alive, and it seems that there is nothing unreasonable that the Ksitigarbha can walk.

　　At this time, Kazuma saw the uncle who had returned from work, so he stepped forward and asked: "Hello, uncle, I want to ask if there is a statue of Jizo Bodhisattva here?"

Uncle 　　 glanced at Kazuma with a strange look: "No. I have lived here for 30 years, and I pass by here every day to and from get off work. I have never seen any Kazuma Bodhisattva."

　　 Kazuma frowned, he thanked the uncle, then turned to look at Chiyoko: "It's weird."

　　 Chiyoko: "An old grandma came over there again. I'll go ask."

　　 After talking, Chiyoko stuffed everything in his hand to Kazuma, and ran to the passing grandma: "Hello grandma, may I ask, is there a statue of Jizo Bodhisattva here?"

　　 "What is it like?" The old grandma asked with a loud voice~www.readwn.com~.

　　 "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!" Chiyoko raised the volume.

"Ksitigarbha? Ah! Some, yes, there was a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva before the war, but it was demolished when it was rebuilt after the war. It's almost 33 years in the past!" The grandmother shouted loudly. Tone said a long list.

　　 Chiyoko looked back at Kazuma.

　　 Kazuma: "Thank you grandma!"

　　 "You're welcome!" The old woman replied loudly, and then bowed her head again.

　　 Kazuma squatted down at the position where the Ksitigarbha was standing in my impression, and took out the prepared tribute directly on the ground.

　　 Kazuma inherited a set of simple views of gods and Buddha from the previous life, called "It's always right to come and worship".

　　 put the tribute, put his hands together and closed his eyes.

　　 Chiyoko stood behind him, clasping his hands and closing his eyes.

Kazuma silently read in his heart: "Bodhisattva, the last time I met by fate, I didn’t want to repay it. When I become rich in the future, I will definitely come to reshape the golden body for you. You can take this tribute and make do with ."

　　 Kazuma does not understand the "technical terminology" of Buddhism, and can only end this nondescript prayer with what I have watched on TV:

　　 "Dawei Tianlong, the world-zun Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bamakong."

　　 After reading Kazuma, I looked at the sky and breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 It's so hung that no thunder came down and sent myself away.

　　 Kazuma stood up and said to Chiyoko, "Let's go."

　　 "Is that all right?" Chiyoko asked back, "Are you not sincere enough?"

　　 "It's OK when you mean it. We still have many things to consider."

　　Such as studying.

　　 Like how to make money.

　　 Kazuma carried the dinner materials for tonight, strode back home with a meteor.