I teach kendo in Tokyo

The next few days were ordinary calm days for Kiryu and Ma, with almost no changes except that the rain began to increase with the onset of the rainy season.

He Ma has lived on the southern coast all his life and has long been accustomed to the continuous drizzle.

There is a kind of weather in the south, commonly known as Hui Nan Tian, ​​which is much humid and more rainy than the rainy season in Japan.

Therefore, the rainy season is literally "sprinkling water" for Kazuma.

Kazuma just reviewed and practiced the sword step by step, and then went home to teach some basic kendo skills to Ikeda Shigeru who came to practice swordsmanship after finishing his part-time job. The time passed so smoothly.

The only thing that worried Kazuma was that Nanjo-san seemed to have something on his mind.

But Kazuma wasn't sure. He acted like a real swordsman before, playing with his mind and using his sword to touch his heart, but that was cheating based on the entry.

When Nanjo didn't reveal any other entries, Kazuma was confused. It could only be seen that she was indeed worried.

Like many straight men like Ma He, he is the worst at guessing a girl's thoughts. It is basically impossible for him to guess without reading the entries.

So he ran to ask his sister.

Chiyoko nodded: "Well, I also feel that the senior sister has something on her mind, but... I have the impression that she should be the one these days, so I'm not sure.

"Brother, you may not know that girls always have violent mood swings on a few days every month."

"I know." Kazuma said, "I took my health and physical education class very seriously."

"Oh, disgusting." Chiyoko joked.

Kazuma ignored his sister's teasing and leaned back against the wall of the dojo, changing into a comfortable position. While watching Shigeru Ikeda practice the basic forms of kendo, he continued to think: Is this really the reason?

**

Wednesday night.

Nanjo Honami returned home, changed into her kimono, and was about to pay her respects to her grandfather when the servant told her that Nanjo Hiro had gone out to socialize.

Nanjo Honami instinctively felt a little uneasy.

"Where's Grandpa Suzuki?" she asked.

Today Nanjo Honami was taken to school by another driver at home.

"Butler Suzuki also accompanied the old gentleman to the banquet."

The servant's answer made Nanjo Honami's heart skip a beat.

She knew that her grandfather would only take Mr. Suzuki with him when attending very important banquets.

After all, as the housekeeper of the family, Mr. Suzuki is very busy at work and is also responsible for picking up Nanjo Honami. Generally speaking, he doesn't have much time to accompany her to social events.

Nanjo Honami recalled what happened when she met her father on the way to her grandfather's place a few days ago.

Dad Masahito Nanjo's expression at that time...

Nanjo said to the servant, "Go and do your work." Then he stopped looking at the servant and turned around to the door. He held the door frame with one hand and looked at the wastefully large Japanese garden outside.

The constant sound of adding water reflects the tranquility of the night.

But Nanjo was in a mess.

Although she knew that the blind date would inevitably come as she entered her senior year of high school, she thought it would be after the school trip in the fall.

The school trip is a node. For senior high school students, the end of the school trip and cultural festival means the final end of high school life.

It’s time to turn a new page in life. Whether it’s going to higher education or working in society, it’s only after that that we start to seriously consider things.

Before cultural festivals and school trips in the fall, students should enjoy the "last summer of high school" - this is the default "process."

Nanjo Honami thought her father would abide by this default process.

She thought that she would have at least one summer at her disposal.

Nanjo Honami walked out of her Japanese-style room and stood at the very edge of the edge between the courtyard and the room, holding on to the wooden beam supporting the eaves with one hand.

She stretched out her free hand and felt the drizzle falling.

Everywhere you look, you can still see hydrangea blooming in the dark night.

The drizzle drifted into the eaves with the wind and fell on Nanjo Honami's face.

The wind gently ruffled the furisode of the kimono.

In the wind, you can smell the faint fragrance of white plum. Ever since Kiryu Kazuma said that she liked this fragrance, Nanjo Honami has never changed to another fragrance.

She suddenly remembered the conversation at Kiryu Kazuma's dojo that day.

She remembered telling Ma: "The fragrance of white plum blossoms in the rain is the most moving."

Thinking of Kazuma's words at that time, Nanjo Honami laughed to herself.

At this moment, her smile is the most beautiful flower in this courtyard.

Facing the rainy night and the blooming hydrangeas, Nanjo Honami once again recited Dickinson's famous poem "Allow Me to Be Your Summer":

Please allow me to be your summer,

When the summer time has passed!

Please allow me to be your music,

When the nightingale and the oriole have restrained their singing voices!

Please allow me to bloom for you, I will travel through the cemetery,

Spread my flowers everywhere!

Please pick me - anemone -

Your flowers will bloom for you forever!

After reciting it affectionately, Nanjo Honami made up her mind.

Only this summer, only this summer cannot be destroyed.

Mr. Suzuki asked Nanjo Honami to be patient and cooperate with her father on the surface.

So whether it was going on a blind date or eating and drinking tea with her date, Nanjo Honami would try her best to endure it.

But if, if her father Masahito Nanjo does something that will ruin this summer, Honami Nanjo is determined to defend this precious, last summer.

Nanjo Honami's hand holding the pillar gradually tightened, and her joints turned slightly white.

The fragrance of white plum blossoms becomes more and more intoxicating under the moistening of drizzle.

If Hiro Nanjo saw this scene, he would definitely feel that his granddaughter has grown into a true "daughter of the samurai family".

**

Matsuya, the famous kaiseki restaurant in Tokyo, is doing business as usual today.

Of course, you may not be able to tell this just by looking at the passenger flow at the door.

This kind of high-end restaurant does not receive many customers every day, and it often adopts an advance reservation system.

It is impossible for this kind of restaurant to entertain too many guests at the same time. After all, according to their service specifications, each guest is served by a total of four to five people, from the "little surname" who serves the meal to the full-time serving servant.

Each private room must also have a geisha who is responsible for playing and singing, and there may also be comedians according to the preferences of the guests.

Even if a store like this only entertains a few dozen customers, hundreds of people will be busy.

This determines that it cannot be "popular".

Of course, the consumption level of such a store is ridiculously high, but none of the customers who come to Matsuya care about money.

At this moment, Nanjo Hiroshi was sitting in the "bamboo room" facing north of Matsuya, laughing and clinking glasses with Representative Asakura.

"Brother Asakura, it's too late to meet you today," Nanjo Hiro said after finishing his drink in one gulp, patting the congressman on the shoulder.

"I've heard about Mr. Nanjo's entrepreneurial legend for a long time. I wanted to have a drink with Mr. Nanjo, and today I finally got my wish." Asakura Councilor seemed to have no airs at all, and treated Nanjo Hiroshi as his elder brother. After finishing his words He also winked at his second son Asakura Yasumi.

Asakura Yasunumi immediately stepped forward, served Nanjo Hiromit, and took the opportunity to flatter him: "I have benefited a lot from Nanjo's legend."

Nanjo Hiro laughed and glanced at Asakura Yasumi, but there was no smile in his eyes.

He suddenly asked: "Kang Chunjun, do you really not plan to inherit your father's legacy and enter the political arena in the future?"

Asakura Yasunumi immediately replied: "Compared with my elder brother, I have many shortcomings in politics, but I am very good at processing numbers, so I plan to obtain an actuary certificate in the future and become an international actuary."

Nanjo Masahito immediately said: "Oh, this is really an ambitious goal. The number of international actuaries in Japan is still very rare. As our Japanese companies expand their territory around the world, the demand for actuaries will surely increase." It’s increasing day by day.”

Nanjo Hiroshi shook his head and said: "I'm old and I don't understand new terms. What the hell is an actuary?"

Japan is a strange country. When translating foreign words, it likes to transliterate them, and then uses katakana to indicate that it is a foreign word.

For example, computer is literally translated as "computer" in China, but in Japan it is directly transliterated and called "Computer".

The term "international actuary" is also directly transliterated in Japan, so it is normal for the old man to not understand it.

So Asakura Yasumi explained it diligently.

Nanjo Hiro smiled and said: "Oh, I understand, it's an accountant. Hahaha, it would have been better if I had just said I was an accountant."

Asakura Yasunjun's face froze for a moment, but he immediately forced out a smile: "Hahaha, he is indeed a distant relative of the accountant. Grandpa Nanjo summed it up very accurately."

Nanjo Hiro stared at Asakura Yasumi for a few seconds, then smiled: "Hahaha, just kidding. Yasumi-kun, you are young and promising, you are young and promising."

Nanjo Masahito breathed a sigh of relief, and then exchanged glances with Representative Asakura.

Then Senator Asakura said: "Mr. Nanjo, I heard that your granddaughter is not engaged yet, I don't know..."

Nanjo Hiro nodded: "Yes, my granddaughter is indeed not engaged. If Asakura wants to propose marriage, he can choose a good day to come. However, whether it can happen depends on whether my granddaughter likes it."

Nanjo Masahito: "Oh, it will definitely work. Kangjun-kun is so talented and handsome, just like a movie star. My little girl will fall in love with you as soon as she meets him."

Asakura Yasunumi: "You are over-praising me. I still have many shortcomings, and I am a little worried that I will not be able to catch the eye of Miss Nanjo."

"It's impossible, hahaha, Kangjun-kun is just too humble." Nanjo Masahito said happily.

Councilor Asakura also looked happy.

The same seems to be true for Nanjo Hiro, after all, he has just chosen a son-in-law for his granddaughter who looks pretty good.

Only Nanjohiro's confidant, the old housekeeper, sat behind Nanjohiro, worried.

Of course, no one of the big shots here would care about the expression of an old butler, even if he was Nanjo Hiroshi's confidant.

Councilor Asakura said: "Then, Inuko and I will prepare gifts and visit you this Friday!"

Nanjo Hiro nodded: "Okay, I will definitely entertain you, Congressman."

Hiroshi Nanjo, who has always called Representative Asakura his brother, used the honorific title this time.