I teach kendo in Tokyo

The hustle and bustle of Kyoto has not affected Akita Prefecture for the time being - of course the morning news and newspapers have reported on the explosion in Kyoto, but this only adds to the talk of people who get up early.

Kenichi Chima didn't even see the morning news - young people wake up early in the morning and hold newspapers.

Kenichi was eating the hospital breakfast with his left hand when his childhood sweetheart Komori Yamarei entered the ward.

"It's so early. It's just visiting time, right?" Kenichi Konma asked in surprise.

"I'm afraid that if I'm late, you'll sneak out to play!" Komori Shanling said angrily.

Kinma Kenichi said nothing.

"Stop being silent! You really plan to sneak out!"

"I need to maintain the feel of my sword swing. We have a lot of tricks ready to be used when the main hand is broken, so we just took the opportunity to practice them."

Komori Shanrei shook his head and sighed: "You have no intention of leaking out. You are really a bunch of lunatics. How can you take the initiative to consider what happens after your hand is broken off?"

"This is no leakage. The last person standing in the battle, no matter how embarrassed or ugly he is, he is still the winner."

When talking about the concept of no leakage, Kenichi Chima looked quite proud.

At this moment, the patient in the next bed woke up. He tremblingly picked up the remote control and turned on the TV in the ward.

Originally, the pair of Konma didn't pay attention to the news on TV, but the next moment, both of them turned to look at the TV.

"The latest situation of the Kyoto explosion, there are self-defense force helicopters circling the scene..." The newscaster read the report just sent back in an urgent tone, "Now let's connect with our colleagues at the scene."

After cutting to the live scene, Komori Yamarei muttered: "Ah, it's Uncle Ghost Garden."

"Everything on the scene is under control. Because residents were evacuated in advance, ordinary people did not die. The ones who died were all police officers who participated in the siege..."

At this time, Komori Shanrei saw another familiar face: "Ah, it's dad."

On the screen, Daisuke Komoriyama looks very tired and his face is dirty.

Komori Shanrei couldn't sit still: "I'll go to the pay phone at the door and make a call home."

"Ah, call one back for me..."

"Your dad is the Osaka Prefectural Police, right? This is none of his business!"

"Maybe he will run over to help? After all, we are all so familiar...forget it, fight or not."

Kenichi Chima shrugged and continued to wolf down the nutritious meal delivered by the hospital in the morning.

Kenma Kenichi doesn't know anything about medicine. He only knows that eating more nutrition is definitely a good thing.

After devouring the nutritious meal, Konma was about to get out of bed and move around when he heard the old man in the bed next to him say: "Young man, come on, I can't eat that much, old man, so I'll give it to you."

"May I?"

"Of course. I have eaten all the carbohydrates and have enough energy. These nutritious side dishes are all yours."

Kenichi Chima didn't refuse. He had become familiar with the old man in the bed next to him yesterday.

When he took the old man's plate and wolfed it down, the old man said, "That knife beside your bed is Murasame, right?"

"Eh? Do you recognize it?"

"I recognized it by looking at the pattern on the knife room." The old man said with a smile. Famous swords usually don't change easily. They all come with the same set. "You keep your sword with you even when you are hospitalized. It seems that you are a serious samurai enthusiast. Are you a fan of Akira Kurosawa?"

"Yeah, I like to watch Akira Kurosawa's samurai movies the most, and I like Seven Samurai and Yojimbo the most."

Kinma Kenichi chatted with the old man like this for a while. Suddenly, the old man asked: "I see you have been thinking about the outside world. Why, the young lady just now is not enough, you have another lover?"

"Huh?" Kenichi Konma looked surprised, "How could that be! Enough is enough! Don't say this in front of her, I will be beaten to death. Her karate will destroy the world."

The old man laughed heartily.

After laughing, the old man said: "Then it's not a woman. What can make a man miss is either a woman or an opponent. There is a duel outside that you will regret if you don't go, right?"

Kenichi Konma looked at the old man, and suddenly found that the old man's eyes had become deep and sharp, and the smile on his face was full of encouragement.

"I have a suggestion. People should let themselves go more freely while they are still young."

Just as Kenichi Chima was about to answer, Komori Yamarei returned to the ward: "I asked, everything is fine. Your mother said that your father just left for Kyoto."

It seemed that Komori Yamarei said she was unwilling, but she still called Chima's house.

"What are you talking about?" Ling looked back and forth between the old man and Kenichi Konma curiously.

"I'm talking about you, little girl, you have a good butt for childbirth." The old man smiled.

The veins on Ling's temples were visible to the naked eye, but she still wore a business smile: "Really, thank you for your compliment."

The old man pressed the call button on the bedside.

"It's so scary, so scary. I'm retreating, old man. I will leave the rest of my time to the young people."

As soon as he finished speaking, the nurse who was called entered the ward, manually turned off the call and then asked: "What's the matter, Mr. Saionji?"

"It's sunny outside. Please push me out to enjoy the sunshine."

"OK."

Despite her delicate appearance, the nurse lady was very strong. She directly helped the old man get into the wheelchair, and then pushed the old man away.

Only Komori Yamarei and Konma Kenichi are left in the double ward.

Ling muttered "Old pervert" and sat down to peel the apple. While peeling, she said, "By the way, yesterday's Kiryu Kazuma..."

"What's wrong with him?" Kenma Ken raised his voice a little higher and stared at Ling.

"He came to me and said he would help you get revenge."

"He broke Nakato Endo's hand?" Kenma Ken was delighted, "Well done, I knew he could do it!"

"Nakato Endo is dead." Komori Yamarei's voice was much lower. She raised her eyes and looked at Kenichi Konma with a slightly frightened look, "It was said that the death was accidental, but I heard that when Nakato Endo died, , Kiryu Kazuma was present and holding his family heirloom sword Bizen Nagafune Ichimonzon Masamune.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind poured into the room, blowing the blade of Murasame's famous sword that was leaning against Kenichi Chima's bedside table, causing the knife to change its position and lean against the bedside table, making a clanging sound.

Konma Kenichi and Komoriyama Rei looked at Murasame together, and then Komoriyama Rei immediately turned his attention back to the topic: "So I feel, I feel that this must be the so-called perfect crime. That Kiryu Kazuma is a terrible person. !”

Kenichi Chima looked thoughtful, and after a few seconds of silence he asked Komori Yamarei: "What did you just say his sword was called?"

Komori Shanrei was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Bizen Nagafune Ichibo is authentic in writing. You only pay attention to this? That is..."

"He is not." Kenichi Konma interrupted his childhood sweetheart, "He did not kill anyone. I can feel that there is a sense of righteousness in that guy. Even if he did kill, the people he killed must be extremely evil and immoral people. "

Komori Shanrei looked at her boyfriend with her mouth wide open: "You...should I be jealous?"

"why?"

Ken Ma was shocked.

Komoriyama Rei continued to use her imagination: "Speaking of which, you have never been rude to me. Obviously I have such a good figure! So good that I have to catch a pervert on the train every few weeks!"

"That's because my father and my master both taught me not to embarrass a lady! So why don't I accompany you to school now!"

"That's not the problem! Also, before, I was looked down upon by Kiryu Kazuma, and instead of beating him up, you actually fought alongside him!"

"That's because I plan to kill the person who gets in the way first, and then challenge him to a duel! Listen to my explanation, it's really not like that!"

**

Outside the ward door, the old man from Xiyuanji, who was lying on the door and eavesdropping, smiled happily: "Youth is so beautiful."