I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 132 A wonderful shot

At one end of the courtyard is a round target with a red heart and a white background. This is the old house of the Kamiya family in Chiyoda District, Tokyo. It has been handed down from the Heian period to the present day. It covers an area of ​​about 6,000 square meters, which is two or three times larger than the Yuuki family’s ancestral house.

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Wearing a long black hakama and a white top, Rin Kamiya has a leather protective gear strapped to his chest. He is not wearing protective gloves in his right hand, holding two three-foot-long arrows. He holds a bow with his left palm and stands with his feet spread apart.

, assume the starting hand and foot stance of kyudo.

After keeping her body still, she put the arrow on the bow with her back straight. This step is called bow construction. At this time, the root of the arrow has touched the bow string.

Gently raise your hands and raise the bow and bow high above your head. The bow made of composite materials such as bamboo and wood is long and thin, with a total height of more than two meters, so a special archery method is required.

The target plate twenty-eight meters away was only the size of an ordinary dinner plate, and the red dot in the center was no more than a five-yen coin. Kamiya Rin slowly pulled out the bowstring, and the arrow's missing position moved from the top of his head to the side of his face. The customized hundred-pound and

The bow did not waver at all and was as steady as a mountain.

She closed her left eye and aimed at the target, which was smaller in her sight. After maintaining this action for half a minute, she let go and pulled the string.

"call out!"

The three-foot arrow had a straight trajectory and flew straight to the target. The person holding it up was a middle-aged man in a suit. His body trembled. The target was hit by a huge force and nailed to the white wall of the courtyard.

"Wonderful shot, what a wonderful shot!"

The tall man in a suit trotted into the room quickly, clapped his hands and praised him. His name was Kamiya Yakazu. I can’t remember his original surname. Kamiya Rin just appointed this sideline’s son-in-law to manage the industries in the Kanto region. He has the ability and attitude.

Not too bad, he has the talent to be a ninja.

Kamiya Rin knelt down after finishing her bow bow, put down her bow, picked up the tea bowl prepared by the maid next to her, and took a sip of half a sip. The man in a suit opposite also knelt down at the tea table and handed over a data report.

"Thanks to your wise leadership, the financial report for the first half of 2014 is higher than the same period in previous years. The income provided to the owner is 12.7 billion yen, and another 14 billion yen is left to increase investment. We

Kanto City is confident that home supply costs will exceed 15 billion yen in the second half of the year.”

Kamiya Rin is not interested in reading the report on the table. She has the relationship with Uncle Shuuchi to check the authenticity. Zhou Chiping, who was once a best friend with her father, has climbed to the top of the island government with the help of her own ability and the energy of the Kamiya family.

The top decision-making positions are the cabinet members.

"Let's take 1.7 billion yen from the family income as a bonus. You take half of it and distribute the rest to the employees."

After spending a huge sum of money in an understatement, Rin Kamiya waved his folding fan, Eika Kamiya knelt down and kowtowed, then bent down and left knowingly.

"Next, Kansai District Manager Uchida Noriaki."

The maid outside the room shouted loudly that today is Kamiya Rin's work report day, and regional managers from all over the island country are coming to show off their business performance.

She's just a 19-year-old yellow-haired girl, why are you so afraid of her?

Noriaki Uchida, who had been waiting in the corridor outside for a long time, glanced disdainfully at Nagai Kamiya, who slipped away in a low voice. He rose to the position based on his own ability, and was not a member of the Kamiya family. He was completely unaware of certain secrets.

"Good morning, Miss Kamiya."

After entering the room, the majestic Noriaki Uchida greeted him politely, sat down and handed over the report.

Sixty-four billion yen.

Seeing the number at the end of the report, Rin Kamiya's expression turned cold. Last year, it was about 8 billion yen. The domestic situation has been stable recently. How could there be such a fluctuation?

She closed her eyes and recalled the information Uncle Shutori had given him in advance. Noriaki Uchida, who was over fifty, had more than a dozen mistresses, seven or eight illegitimate children, dozens of high-end properties, and an annual salary of two to three billion yen.

Where does the money come from to spend like this?

I'm going to do surgery on you this year, just to scare those who are thoughtful.

As soon as his thoughts changed, Kamiya Rin took out a disk with the same shape as the archery target just now.

Five identical discs have been nailed to the white wall at the other end of the courtyard. The arrows hit the red heart and sank three or four inches into the wall.

This is the tradition of the Kamiya family. The family heads of the past dynasties who have the lineage of the Yubai Daimyojin are all extraordinary human beings and are collectively called practitioners. Archery is to show their extraordinary abilities and shock the disciples.

Noriaki Uchida picked up the disc disapprovingly. In the first few years, he was still frightened, but now he doesn't take it seriously anymore. He just needs to be stronger and shoot more accurately. In a civilized society, who dares to shoot people with bows and arrows?

Standing under the white wall of the courtyard, Noriaki Uchida raised the disc with one hand, while Rin Kamiya took a stance, raised the bow and drew it, lowered it to the side of the face, aimed slightly, and withdrew his hand to shoot the arrow.

"ah--!"

Uchida Noriaki's wrist holding the plate was pierced, and half of the three-foot-long arrow was exposed. He howled and covered his hand, and raised his head to curse, but saw Kamiya Rin setting up another arrow.

"Miss Kamiya! It was my fault. I shouldn't have been greedy for the Kamiya family's money. Please spare my life."

Anyone who can become the manager of Kansai District is not an idiot. He immediately realizes that this is the main residence of the Kamiya family. The working maids and the like have been attached to the Kamiya family for generations. If you want to survive, you can't live without surrender.

"call out!"

Rin Kamiya unfurled his bow and nocked an arrow, and the arrow scratched a bloody streak from Noriaki Uchida's scalp and sank into the white wall behind him, leaving only a tail feather.

"Let him spit out all the embezzled money, and people will not deal with it."

After untying the tight bow string, Kamiya Rin handed the bow to the maid who came forward automatically. Now that we are in a civilized society, some extreme methods are not easy to use. Losing one hand is considered an additional punishment.

"Hi! Miss."

The two yukata maids on standby picked up the traitor who was howling in pain and dragged him out of the corridor. To make him obey and pay back the money, some small tricks were needed.

"Mingxue, the rewards for the first half of the year are still the same. Political donations from various places will be increased by 30%. Now is a critical moment."

After collecting all the funds, Kamiya Rin ordered the last maid in the room who was making tea. This maid wearing a bright yellow furisode kimono obviously had an unusual status. She nodded, put away the report sheet on the table, and brewed a new pot of tea.

Uncle Zhou Chi, I don’t know if your kendo competition and national kendo plan will succeed. It’s a bit risky.

Kamiya Rin tasted the newly brewed tea. On the white wall outside the courtyard, the tail feathers of several arrows were swaying gently in the wind.

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Tear off the paper calendar on the wall to reveal the seventh day of July in the old calendar. In the island country, Tanabata, the love festival of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, is celebrated every year. There is also a fireworks display in Hachioji City, which will divert some domestic and foreign tourists.

The grand fireworks display will be held in the relatively empty city amusement park. Fireworks worth tens of millions of yen will be lit across the river bank just for a moment of beauty. This fleeting splendor is in line with the aesthetics of the islanders.

Fujii's freshman summer vacation had already begun. The seventh day of the seventh lunar month happened to be the beginning of August in the Gregorian calendar. He returned to his home in Hachioji City and lay down for about ten days. Apart from going out to the bookstore to rent a few novels in the afternoon, he had no other entertainment activities.

This kind of life is calm and monotonous. The Chainsaw Man series he plagiarized has just been completed and released as a single volume after two years. He does not plan to draw the next story of Nayuta and Mitaka. He recommended the sequel author to the editor of Jingliu, and himself

There's only one word missing in his name, so I don't know if I've been contacted yet.

At this time, Editor Shizuru Ikawa was still wearing the solemn dark black women's suit and skirt according to the address found, with her long and smooth hair neatly styled, and the hibiscus flower-shaped brooch on the neckline shining brightly, standing next to

Downstairs of a rusty iron house.

Does the cartoonist recommended by Fujii Shu live in a place like this?

Yichuan Jingliu hesitated for a moment. This kind of place is obviously for the low-level working people of the island country. Anyone who has a little bit of skill will not be reduced to this.

The author who created the Chainsaw Man no longer planned to draw it. For the sake of performance, she had no choice but to climb up the creaking iron ladder, go to the second floor and knock on the door.

"Are you from NHK again? I don't need to watch TV, so don't bother me."

An impatient voice came from behind the door. It was obvious that he didn't intend to open the door, and Yichuan Jingliu opened his mouth to explain.

"I am the editor of Shogakukan. I sent you an email to visit you in advance. I want to discuss the continuation. It was Shu, the author of Chainsaw Man, who recommended you to me."

"Tree? There really is a cartoonist with the same name! Chainsaw Man, right? The best-selling single book this month, you want a failed cartoonist like me to continue it? You have to find a reasonable excuse for lying, right?"

The door finally opened, revealing a young face. The name of the person behind the door was very similar to that of Fujii Shu. It was Fujii Shu, the original author of Chainsaw Man. He had just graduated from college and was not famous yet.

(End of chapter)