I teach kendo in Tokyo

"Brother! You missed your toothbrush!" Chiyoko ran over with the toothbrush and stuffed it into Kazuma's sports bag, "Really! It's so missing!"

"Are you my sister or my mother?" Kazuma asked doubtfully, "How do I feel..."

"Hey, I thought that after my parents passed away, I would be the mother-in-law in this family? Because brother, you don't do any housework, not at all!"

Kazuma scratched his head, thinking how do I know this? I just came halfway and thought Japan was like this...

Chiyoko put away her toothbrush and helped Kazuma organize the things in his sports bag.

"If you need something, call back and I'll mail it to you." Chiyoko said and sighed, "Our school didn't make it to the national competition... Without Nanjo-senpai and without a coach, this result seems to be quite logical. Otherwise, If so, I can go to Akita."

Kazuma reached out and touched Chiyoko's head: "Be careful at home."

"Don't worry, the Nanjo family will send bodyguards here while I'm away, and there will also be Jinguji-senpai. Although Jinguji-senpai is only the daughter of the Confectionery House, she feels very capable."

"Yeah." Kazuma agreed, "I feel like she won't panic no matter what she faces."

Then, Kazuma realized that his sister seemed to have missed someone.

"What, there's Amao..."

"Oh, yes, and Amao, I will be responsible for supervising his sword practice and learning when my brother is away. But... I feel like he doesn't need to supervise him. With his hard work, I think he should give himself some time to breathe. ."

Kazuma nodded: "Let's talk to him when I get back. Then I'm leaving. Remember Officer Shiratori's phone number. If anything happens, call him."

Kazuma's trust in Detective Shiratori is quite high.

After all, he was the one who brought him back from Abi Hell, so he can be considered a benefactor.

"Well, let's go." Chiyoko took action and pushed Kazuma out of the door.

Nanjo and Mikako were already at the door.

But the Chairman hasn't come yet... After all, it's very early now, and usually the Chairman comes to hold study sessions in the afternoon.

Nanjo was also carrying the same sports bag as Kazuma. As soon as they met, he asked: "Have you packed everything? Did you leave it behind?"

"That's what I want to ask!" Mikako shouted, then turned to Kazuma and said, "Have you brought everything? Did you leave it behind?"

"No, let's go."

Kazuma stepped forward directly.

Nanjo and Mikako followed immediately.

Nanjo whispered in Kazuma's ear: "Grandpa Suzuki will deploy SP to protect sister Chiyoko."

"Thank you."

Mikako also came up and asked in a low voice: "Aren't you out of danger yet? SP means bodyguard, right? Why are you sending bodyguards here?"

Mikako feels like a reader who skipped reading a novel and accidentally jumped into too many plots, so her head is filled with questions.

Kazuma: "That's a long story. All you need to know is that I have to get into Tokyo University."

"Then what if I fail the exam?" Mikako looked like she was asking the question.

"Then I might have to dismantle the Kanto United alone."

"What is the Kanto Federation? Something like the Setouchi Fisheries Federation?" Mikako asked again.

Kazuma originally wanted to explain it to her, but suddenly remembered that this kind of fishery alliance actually had a certain Yakuza nature, so he nodded and said: "Absolutely, that's it."

Mikako curled her lips: "Why do I feel like I'm involved in something terrible? Is it possible for me to be an ordinary girl next door now?"

"The average girl next door doesn't have a face and body like yours."

After talking to Ma, Mikako immediately giggled: "I'm just average, I'm just average."

Nanjo pretended not to hear the conversation throughout the whole process and did not express any opinions.

**

When Hema and his party arrived at the school, a brand new bus was already parked at the school gate.

There is a sign on the front windshield of the bus that says "Kendo Club of Kitagashi High School", and the driver is sitting in the driver's seat drinking tea.

The members of the Kendo Club were gathering in the open space next to the bus.

When the club manager who was nodding heads saw Kazuma appearing, he turned to Daimon Goro and shouted: "Kiriyu-san is here, teacher! Everyone is here!"

"We are actually the last to arrive?" Kazuma was a little surprised, "We obviously left very early."

"Maybe it's because we all were more excited, so we came earlier. Kiryu-kun shouldn't be excited about this kind of thing." The deputy director of the Kendo Club turned his head after hearing Kazuma's words, suddenly smiled, and added, "Of course, you may also be tired last night."

"Deputy Minister, have you seen the bamboo knife in my hand?" He Ma asked half-jokingly, "Some jokes should not be made casually."

"I surrender." The deputy minister simply raised his hands.

At this time Daimon Goro stood on the flower bed in front of the school and picked up the electric horn: "Attention, everyone! This is the first time that our kendo department will participate in the Kuixing Banner National High School Kendo Competition as a whole. This year there should be 100 people from all over the country. Participate in multiple teams, and you will compete with powerful players from all over the world.

“Even if you are not a regular member, you should still be able to gain valuable experience from watching, which will definitely be used in the various activities of the Kendo Club in the future!

“To be honest, I don’t have much idea about whether we can win. After all, we have obvious shortcomings. I can only say that I hope we can go as far as possible and get as close as possible to the Kuixing Banner.

"However, we should have hope this year and gain some ground in our individual battles."

Daimon Goro stared at Kazuma for a few seconds, then handed the horn to the club manager.

The club manager began to read out travel-related precautions: "This time we are going to Akita. The estimated driving distance..."

Mikako tore open a pack of strange-flavored beans and asked Kazuma, "Do you want to eat them?"

"Are you starting now?"

"I brought a bag of snacks. Don't be afraid, I won't be able to finish them all." Mikako patted her sports bag, "I also brought poker cards. Let's get in the car and draw the ghost cards later."

Turtle drawing is a popular poker game in Japan. It is similar to a game popular in my hometown right now, called turtle drawing.

Kazuma smiled and said, "When you get in the car, I'll teach you how to play a new poker game called Dou...er, Dou Daimyo."

Mikako: "What the hell, it sounds like a game where you and I fight Nanjou."

Nanjo Honami was still listening carefully to the precautions for riding the bus. When she heard her name, she looked over in confusion: "What?"

"It's okay." Kazuma waved his hand.

At this time, the club manager finished explaining the precautions and waved his hand: "Get in the car! Let's go!"

Everyone in the Kendo Club cheered.

**

He sat down in the car with his horse.

He chose a seat by the window, with Mikako and Nanjo sitting next to him.

Nanjo was a step too slow and couldn't get the seat next to Kazuma, so he could only sit on the aisle side.

Mikako opened another pack of strange-flavored beans and distributed them to Kazuma and Nanjo.

After the club manager nodded, he said to the driver and Daimon Goro who was sitting next to the driver: "We are all here, let's go!"

So the driver pressed the door close button and started the car.

Kazuma's current mood is very similar to when he first left home to go to college.

That was his first time traveling alone.

He lay on the car window and looked at the scenery going backwards.

Suddenly, Kazuma saw a person standing at the top of the slope in front of the school.

Jinguji Tamamo wears a pure white kimono with an ink crane pattern print on it.

Her hair was carefully rolled up and clipped with a phoenix-patterned headband, and the golden tassels hung down to her earlobes.

She stood there with a thin sense of presence, as if she would blend into the background at any time.

But Kazuma clearly saw her.

The car is accelerating, and the white figure is getting further and further away.

But Kazuma seemed to be able to hear her blessing: good luck in martial arts.