I teach kendo in Tokyo

This night, on the outskirts of Osaka.

Shi Enzhou covered it with a shovel of soil and patted the ground with the shovel.

Then he stuck the shovel in the ground, straightened up, took off his gloves, took out the flattened cigarette case from his pocket, and poured out the last cigarette.

He held the cigarette in his mouth, carefully folded the cigarette case twice, put it in his pocket, and then slowly felt for matches on his body.

Not far away, a private car was parked.

The driver of the car was naturally buried in the mound in front of Shi Enzhou.

Shi Enzhou finally touched the match, lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and blew out a standard round smoke ring.

His eyes followed the smoke ring. After the smoke ring disappeared into the night, he turned to the lights of thousands of houses in the distance.

When Seok Eunjo fled from Osaka ten years ago, he stood on the mountain like this and looked at the lights of Osaka Castle.

At that time, Osaka was smaller than it is now, and the lights were not as dazzling as they are now. At that time, you could even clearly see the stars in the sky.

But now, the stars on the ground have completely drowned out the stars in the sky, and severe light pollution has eclipsed the starry sky.

Shi Enzhou smoked his cigarette silently, looking at the lights of thousands of houses that seemed to be very close at hand.

On the highway not far from him, cars kept passing by, but no one noticed what was happening on this small side road.

Shi Enzhou didn't care at all why there was a fork in this place that extended into the woods, nor did he care about what was at the end of the fork.

In order to prevent wild dogs from digging up the body, Shi Enzhou placed things nearby that could stimulate the dogs' sense of smell. The strong and pungent smell would make the dogs feel uncomfortable.

Wild dogs will avoid this place.

And if someone walks his dog past here, he will find that his dog suddenly resists moving forward and keeps barking.

It’s unlikely someone would walk a dog in a place like this. Even if there was, Shi Enzhou didn't care. It didn't matter whether the body was found. What mattered was that the body couldn't speak.

Along the way of escaping, Shi Enzhou has turned several people who saw his appearance into "reliable partners" who will never betray.

Shi Enzhou smoked a cigarette calmly. He always smoked a cigarette like this every time after disposing of the body.

There is a widespread rumor in the "industry" that Shi Enzhou can channel spirits, and smoking is his ritual to communicate with the dead.

However, Shi Enzhou knew that he was just smoking.

If there is any special significance, it is that this is one of the few moments when Shi Enzhou can be calm.

There are no auditory hallucinations lingering in my ears, no crazy thoughts that pop up from time to time.

Shi Enzhou is mentally very healthy. All the psychiatrists he has seen say so. Everyone thinks that auditory hallucinations and crazy thoughts are the causes of excessive stress.

Shi Enzhou trusts the judgment of doctors because they are professionals.

That means that only at this moment can he get rid of the pressure.

He smoked a cigarette and enjoyed the rare peace.

Soon, after finishing the cigarette, Shi Enzhou pressed the remaining cigarette butt out in his palm, and then carefully put the thing with his fingerprints into his pocket.

The chemicals that Shi Enzhou sprinkled around should last for four to five days. When the chemicals have almost dissipated, the smell left by Shi Enzhou will also dissipate naturally.

Other messy traces will disappear over time.

The weather forecast indicates that there will be rain the day after tomorrow, and rain is good at destroying outdoor scenes-although rain will also speed up the dissipation of the chemicals left by Seok Eun-joo.

Shi Enzhou picked up the shovel and turned to leave, but suddenly stopped.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously and stared ahead again.

"Tsk, it's another hallucination." Shi Enzhou muttered softly.

As he was about to leave, he thought of something again. He turned around and returned to the "grave" which had no tombstone and was so flat that most people couldn't see it. He took out a flat wine flask and poured all the remaining wine into the soil.

"It was quite pleasant chatting with you."

Shi Enzhou put away the wine bottle, carried the shovel, and walked to the car, completely ignoring the hallucination that appeared in the corner of his field of vision.

When I got back to the car, I was about to start the car when I saw a black cat jumping in from the window and sitting in the passenger seat.

Shi Enzhou stopped and stared at the black cat.

The black cat also looked at him with orange eyes.

Shi Enzhou hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand. His hand touched the black cat's shiny fur.

The black cat made a threatening "babble" sound, but it did not avoid Shi Enzhou's hand at all.

Shi Enzhou retracted his hand and glanced at the palm of his hand in confusion. Then he turned around and pulled the backpack placed on the back seat. He took out a bag of biscuits from the bag, tore it open and poured it on the passenger seat.

The black cat lowered his head and ate the biscuit happily.

Shi Enzhou stopped looking at the cat and started the car.

The car lights were turned on, piercing the thick night like some kind of living thing.

Shi Enzhou took a look at the empty space and drove the car onto the highway - no one saw the car coming up the side road at the moment.

Japan's highways are not like China's highways, which are closed all the way.

After all, there is no charge.

Shi Enzhou drove the car and rushed towards Osaka.

**

When Kiryu and Kazuma came out of the shower, they happened to see Shigeru Ikeda coming out of his guest room dressed neatly and putting on his shoes in the entrance hall.

"What are you doing?" Kazuma asked confused.

"Go to the convenience store to work the night shift." Shigeru Ikeda turned back and smiled at Kazuma, "Master, go to bed early."

"Your body can't handle it, right?"

"It's okay. This kind of 24-hour convenience store is a new industry. In fact, not many people come here at night. You can study and sleep."

"Is that so?" Kazuma was very doubtful. "I suggest you not to push yourself too hard like this. If you end up with something wrong, you may regret it in the future."

What Hema is talking about is his personal experience in his previous life. Before he was thirty years old, he stayed up all night at will. After staying up all night, he was still full of energy the next day. After sleeping for two or three hours, he was full of energy when he woke up.

By the age of thirty, various problems begin to appear.

When I went to see the doctor, they said directly: "You didn't work a lot of overtime when you were young, right?"

Kazuma was embarrassed to say that he stayed up all night playing games, so he could only answer according to the doctor's words.

At that time, Hema thought that if he could live forever, he would pay attention to health care from a young age, soaking wolfberry in a thermos cup.

Now recalling the valuable experience from his previous life, Kazuma decided to stop his apprentice's behavior.

"Today's shift has been assigned to you," Kazuma said in a serious tone. "I won't stop you from going there, otherwise it will cause trouble to others. However, you must quit this job, and you must at least ensure that every day from now on Eight hours of sleep.”

"Master..."

"This is an order. You are now my disciple, so you must obey me. People who don't know how to rest cannot work." He Ma showed a posture of never giving in.

Shigeru Ikeda sighed: "Okay, I understand. I will submit my resignation application before getting off work tomorrow."

"Well, that's good. Maybe the store manager or something will say something like, 'Today's young people really have no roots.' Ignore him and let him say it." Kazuma added.

"I understand, then I'm leaving." After that, Shigeru Ikeda opened the door, and then just stood there holding the door handle.

Kazuma stared at him in confusion for a few seconds, then stretched his head to look outside.

At this time, Shigeru Ikeda's expression seemed to have returned to the original, surly and vicious delinquent with yellow hair.

"Why are you here?" he said with anger in his voice.

Kazuma stood behind him and looked over his shoulder, only to see a drunk man standing outside the door.

This man's face is somewhat similar to Shigeru Ikeda.

Kazuma immediately speculated that this was Ikeda Shigeru's father.

Kazuma pressed his apprentice's shoulders, pulled Shigeru Ikeda aside, and took a step forward: "Hello, who are you? Are you okay?"

Seeing Kazuma, the man immediately smiled and raised a hand to point at Kazuma, wanting to say something, but he hesitated for a long time without saying anything.

Kazuma grabbed the opponent's outstretched finger and bent it hard. The opponent immediately howled like a slaughtered pig.

Kazuma asked, "Don't you know it's rude to point your finger at others?"

The other party repeatedly begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Are you sober? Can you talk properly?" Kazuma asked again, continuing to use force like breaking the opponent's fingers.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up! It's going to break! I don't dare anymore, I was wrong!"

Kazuma then let go of his hand: "Tell me, who are you?"

The man covered his hands, glanced at Shigeru Ikeda fiercely, and said, "I am Shigeru Ikeda's father! I'm here to see my son."

Kazuma glanced at Amao and understood the disgusted expression on Amao's face: "Then you saw it. Is there anything else?"

The man smiled obscenely and looked behind Kazuma.

Kazuma turned around and found Chiyoko approaching with a curious look on her face.

My sister was looked at with such a dirty look, and she was very angry with Ma, but this guy is Amao's father after all, so he slapped her like...

A crisp sound interrupted Kazuma's thinking, and Amao's father had fallen to the ground.

Amao clenched his fists with both hands and was about to step forward to continue the "additional attack" when Kazuma grabbed him: "Amao! If you hit the guardian, you have a bad record and will be in trouble!"

The drunk man laughed and stood up: "Yes, your elder brother is right! I am your guardian, even if you become a Yakuza, you cannot hit me!"

Kazuma pulled Amao behind him, and then slapped the drunkard in the face: "I didn't expect it. You drunkard is harassing people's houses. I'm going to slap you to stop the intrusion."

In fact, Kazuma was talking nonsense. He didn't even know if there was such a statement in Japanese law.

But at this time, as long as you put on a righteous and upright attitude, your words will be very credible!

The drunkard was beaten until he lay on the ground unable to move for a long time.

Amao took a deep breath, and then said: "You go, I can support myself and pay for my own tuition. I have nothing to do with you anymore.

"When I reach the age of eighteen, I will begin to fulfill my support obligations and give you living expenses. But don't appear in front of me again!

“When I graduate from college and start working, I will go get my mother back and live with her.

"I... thank you for bringing me into this world, but now I just want you to get out."

Kazuma looked at Amao from the side and suddenly felt that this apprentice was really good.

If it weren't for the fact that both of them were not old enough to drink under Japanese law, he would definitely go out and have a drink with Amao.

The drunk man got up and cursed, and walked away, looking back three times. Every time he looked back, he looked at Amao and Kazuma with resentful eyes.

He just disappeared into the night.

Amao: "This is the man who beat my mother away and made my life a mess.

"Every time he beat my mother, I would take my Kamen Rider belt and hide it in my room. My mother secretly saved money to buy it for me. I hoped that it would really transform me. ”

Kazuma turned around and rolled his eyes at his apprentice: "You have gained the ability to transform into a Kamen Rider, and you just want to beat up your drunken lover? Don't be so unambitious. With greater ability comes greater responsibility. If you can transform into a Kamen Rider, Knight, of course you must first exorcise all the evil in this world."

Shigeru Ikeda thought for a while and smiled: "That's right."

"By the way, is it okay for you to go to work? Aren't you going to be late?"

"Fuck!" Ikeda Shigeru exclaimed, "Oh no, I have to leave."

He picked up the newspaper delivery bicycle, pushed the bicycle and took two quick steps, then stepped onto the bicycle with a heroic stride.

Kazuma watched his apprentice disappear into the night.

He turned around and glanced at Chiyoko who was still standing at the door: "What?"

"I was thinking that every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite." Chiyoko sighed.

At this time, the chairman came out of the house with his bag on his back: "I'm going home."

"I'll give it to you." Kazuma said.

During the summer vacation, Kazuma sent the chairman home every night as agreed, and he never missed a day.

But after the school started, the chairman of the committee said that the agreement with Kazuma was only until the school started in September, and Kazuma would no longer be given away.

Today was a special situation. Kazuma was worried that the drunkard just now was ambushing the chairman of the committee in the middle of the road.

Chiyoko also expressed the same worry: "The uncle just now may not have taken the neighborhood rumors seriously and thought our place was a horse stable. He might be ambushing us halfway."

The chairman said disapprovingly: "Do you think I will lose to a drunkard like that?"

"Of course you won't, but if you're not afraid of ten thousand, you're afraid of the worst, right?" He Ma said and walked directly out, "Let's go, I'll see you off."

The Chairman smiled: "If you don't want to send me back, just say so. There are so many detours."

"Yes, yes, just treat it like this." Kazuma said disapprovingly.

Chairman: "By the way, bring the harmonica with you so that you can play the harmonica to strengthen your courage when you come back."

"What the hell are you being brave about?" Kazuma shook his head.

The Chairman smiled happily: "Perhaps you will come across something that suddenly inspires you and makes you want to play two verses?"

"Let's go, let's go," Kazuma urged.

The chairman responded: "Okay, let's go."

So the two walked into the night one after another.

Chiyoko looked at their backs and was speechless: "Jinguji-san, your rank is so high. Nanjo-senpai and Fujii-senpai, they are so pitiful."

After saying that, she turned back to the house, locked the door, ran to the dojo, closed and locked the door leading to the courtyard from the dojo.

Although the surrounding Xiaoxiao were warned by the Jida not to visit this dojo, Chiyoko still locked all the doors that should be locked every day.