I teach kendo in Tokyo

Shi Enzhou gradually lost consciousness when he heard the melody played by Kazuma.

The long-awaited sleep is finally coming...

At the last moment of his life, he felt that the melody played by Kazuma was so pleasant. He tried hard to remember this melody and take it to - who knows where, maybe to the afterlife? Of course, it is more likely to be the Abi Hell where sins are repaid.

I wonder how Seok Eun-joo would react if he knew that the "melody that reaches straight to the soul" that he tried so hard to memorize turned out to be an earthy love song.

**

At this time, Nanjo saw that the emergency treatment of Kenichi Chima and Yamarei Komori had ended, so he came to Kazuma and said softly: "The style this time is completely different from before."

"Is there any?" Kazuma stopped playing and looked at Nanjo, "Is the difference so big?"

Kazuma has always felt that most rustic love songs have crude arrangements and crude lyrics, but the melody itself is not crude, and even the melody is a bit outstanding.

For example, the famous local song "Love Business" was re-arranged and added with new lyrics, creating a song "Looking to the Northwest with Head Raised", which created a kind of heroic feeling of a border village in the desert.

Now it seems that Kazuma was wrong, the melody itself also has the imprint of soil, and people like Nanjo who have received a serious music education can immediately hear it.

Nanjo: "This time it sounds a bit like a pop song."

——Because it’s a pop song.

Kazuma thought.

And it was a super pop song that became popular all over the country because of a certain TV series. At that time, many stores played this song. When I walked into a store, I heard Zhang Yu singing: "I admit it's all the moon's fault... …”

When I go to the next store, I can still connect: "The moonlight is so beautiful..."

Kazuma thought about it and realized that playing this at this time does feel a bit low. Maybe the song selection will affect the efficiency of absorbing experience points.

Just now, he just saw how beautiful Tsutsumi Murasame was. He slapped his head and made a joke that only he could understand.

Choose a tune carefully.

But it turns out that earthy love songs have memes. Now, apart from Zhang Yu's songs, the only songs in Hema's mind are those of singers whose styles are similar to Zhang Yu's.

He couldn't get out.

People often have this kind of situation where their thinking gets into a dead end, and the more they want to jump out, they can't.

Kazuma thought hard for a while.

Seeing that he suddenly stopped talking, Nanjo said quickly: "Well, I'm not saying this song is not good, I also listen to pop songs..."

You're talking nonsense, you clearly said you mainly listen to Bach!

At this time Jinguji suddenly said: "How about I play a taiko drum? Just use Mikako's butt as a drum."

Mikako: "Why?"

She also talked about the Kansai accent, which is exactly what she feels like in a funny character.

At this time, because the girls were distracted, Kazuma finally escaped from "Zhang Yu's Demon Cave".

But he was still thinking of love songs.

He played "Sudden Love" by Kobayashi Kazumasa, yes, the theme song of "Tokyo Love Story".

Kazuma was greatly influenced by "Tokyo Love Story", so that the girls he fell in love with later were all the ones who loved to smile. When he went to "team building" with his supervisor, he only had the best attitude towards those "princesses" who only had fake smiles. Lust has no love emotions, not at all.

Kazuma recalled his hobbies in his previous life and couldn't help but glance at Mikako - Mikako suddenly scored!

Mikako was still arguing with the chairman when Kazuma suddenly looked at him and immediately felt uncomfortable: "What are you doing? Why are you looking at me like this? No, I refuse!"

"No matter what, you just refuse." Kazuma said speechlessly.

Then he brought the harmonica to his mouth again and began to play the melody he had just recalled.

When the music started playing, Nanjo, the Chairman, and Mikako all calmed down and listened.

Nanjo murmured softly: "It's still popular... No, this is a love song, right? You..."

Kazuma pretended not to hear Nanjo's words and continued to brag about him.

After sheathing the sword, Murasame placed it next to him against the window sill, still bathed in the bright moonlight.

**

Kenichi Chima looked at Kazuma who suddenly started playing the harmonica, and seriously considered whether he should also learn some instruments.

I feel that harmonica shouldn’t be difficult. As long as you learn with the energy and perseverance to practice swordplay every morning, you will be able to master it in a short time...

At this time, Komori Yamarei, who was lying next to him, suddenly said: "Isn't this song another original song?"

Kenichi Konma couldn't help but frown: "Well... I don't know, I rarely listen to music."

"Because you are a music idiot. If I heard correctly, what he just played is not the same tune as what he is playing now. It just comes as he says it. My girlfriend doesn't like to change to a new one right away." Komori Yamarei said He glanced at Kenichi Konma and sighed.

Kenichi Chima: "What do you mean?"

"I am lamenting that in this world, I am really afraid of comparing myself to others. We are both childhood sweethearts. How come my childhood sweetheart is just a wooden-headed martial arts idiot and a lover of detective games? How come other people's childhood sweethearts are talented, artistic, full of force points, and even better than mine? Are you crazy about martial arts?"

"Why am I stupid? I am going to get admitted to Kyoto University after all. The deviation value is very high, okay!" Kenichi Chima retorted.

Komori Shanrei: "Look, you still said that you are not a wooden head?"

"what does it mean?"

"It's not interesting. Even if you are like this, you won't attract bees and butterflies. He is too popular and it will be very tiring to be jealous." Komori Yamarei went to find a saving grace for Kenichi Konma.

Jinguji Tamamo, who heard their conversation, looked back and smiled slightly.

Kenichi Chima murmured in his mind: What, do you think you will definitely win?

Now he suddenly understood those people who like to watch morning dramas at eight o'clock in the morning. He was now looking forward to watching the girls around Kazuma having sex.

At this time, Komori Shanrei suddenly asked: "You...won't you take Murasame back? In the past, even if you borrowed it, you would take it back immediately."

Kenma Kenichi's face darkened.

Komori Shanrei is indeed a childhood sweetheart, and she immediately understood: "Why, did you... just hear the sound of the sword?"

"Yes." Kenma Ken nodded, "I heard it."

He paused and continued: "I always thought that the sound of the knife's sound was the natural vibration of the knife after cutting something. The reason why most people don't make a sound when using a knife is because it is not fast enough, and the vibration of the knife is absorbed by the knife during the cutting process. Once delivered to the target, the energy is taken away.

"So as long as I draw the knife fast enough, I will hear the sound of the knife one day."

Kenichi Chima stopped and stared at Murasame, who was leaning against the window sill beside Kazuma, with a complicated expression.

"But just now, I heard it. On Kazuma's hand, Murasame made a very light buzzing sound, so light that most people would ignore it."

"Isn't it an illusion?" Komori Shanling asked doubtfully.

"No, it's strange. I'm pretty sure that's the sound Murasame made. It turns out that famous swords can really make sounds in the hands of the right person."

"This is too ridiculous. It's completely unscientific." Komori Shanrei ignored her injuries and forced herself to sit up. "Murasame is a sword passed down to you by your father. I still remember getting it on your twelfth birthday." The happy look on the knife..."

"But the sword should be in the hands of someone who can exert its power." Kenichi Konma said decisively, as if he had made a lot of determination, "Besides, I don't want to use a sword that doesn't ring for me. To find my own knife, one that is most powerful when only I can wield it.”

Komoriyama Rei still wanted to persuade, but at this time his father Komoriyama Daisuke appeared with a group of detectives.

There was no siren, and the police should still adopt a secret intervention method for now, fearing that someone might still be watching to detonate the bomb.

"Ling!" Daisuke Komoriyama came to Ling in three steps and two steps at a time, "How's it going?"

"It's okay. It's a minor injury that can be recovered in two weeks in the hospital." She responded.

"Nonsense, Inspector Yamada has already told me that you have multiple dislocated joints and two minor fractures."

"Break unnecessary bones several times while you are young, because the broken bones will become stronger when they grow back. This is what Master said." Komori Yamarei quoted the words of her karate master.

"How can this be serious? Moreover, when the broken bones grow back, they will be thicker than before and look unsightly."

"Who wants to see a girl using an X-ray machine?" Komori Yamarei is indeed a Kansai native and is very skilled in making complaints.

Daisuke Komoriyama seemed to finally feel relieved after hearing his daughter's complaints. Then he turned to look at Kenichi Konma: "How are you?"

"I was hit hard by your daughter's weight." Kenichi Chima said, "I have long advised her to lose weight."

Hearing this, Komori Shanrei said the sweetest love words she had ever said in her life: "You are dead. Wait until I can get out of bed."

Daisuke Komoriyama breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the walkie-talkie: "Tell Konma Police that his son is fine."

Putting down the walkie-talkie, Daisuke Komoriyama noticed another thing, so he asked: "Where is Murasame?"

"Give it to a more suitable owner." Kenma Ken said to Kiryu and Manun who were still playing the harmonica.

"No, this knife can be sold for tens of millions. Are you giving it away?" Daisuke Komoriyama was shocked.

Kenichi Chima glanced at him and said: "I will explain it to my dad, and he will definitely accept my explanation. Moreover, if my dad were in this position, he would make the same choice as me. Uncle Daisuke, you are not Pure warrior, you don’t understand.”

Daisuke Komoriyama was blocked by these words and could only shake his head: "Okay, I don't understand. After all, I can't even touch the side of the mind skill, and I can't pretend to touch it like other pseudo-martialists. But, Ling.”

Daisuke Komoriyama turned to his daughter: "What's your opinion?"

"I just woke up." Komori Yamarei looked at her father angrily, "Although I... I'm probably a beginner, it's impossible to see someone else's mind and skills in a state of being knocked unconscious. But, dad , that guy... I mean the dead enemy, if he didn't have the integration of mind and sword, he probably wouldn't be able to beat him. I didn't realize this until I was kicked out and caught by him using his throwing skills.

"It is precisely because I directly felt the opponent's aura that I felt particularly deeply about it. That is an enemy that Master must also take seriously."

Daisuke Komoriyama was speechless: "Is that so... Inspector Yamada and others at the scene also said that they had used up all the bullets they brought today and still could not stop the other side, and even considered using the enemy's bombs to make homemade grenades on the spot to eliminate the enemy. "

Komoriyama Rei looked at Komoriyama Daisuke and suddenly asked: "Dad, why do you feel that your vitality and combat effectiveness against the enemy are not particularly strange?"

Daisuke Komoriyama curled his lips and lowered his voice and said, "Of course it's because this is not the first time I've met such a guy.

"I've said it before, I can't pretend that I've mastered the mind skill, because I've seen the real thing. That guy was killed with a machine gun. Even now, I still have nightmares about it from time to time. See."

Komoriyama Daisuke stopped, as if recalling that scene a long time ago.

After a moment, he said, "If Oniwa hadn't been there, I might have died," and stood up and walked towards Kiryu Kazuma.

**

At this time, the support force of the Kyoto Prefectural Police led by Genshin Kiba just got off the highway.

"Osaka Prefectural Police reported that the matter seems to have been resolved. Police, should we turn back?"

"Idiot, even if the incident is resolved, there is still a lot of aftermath work to be done. Our colleagues in Osaka have been busy all day, let's at least share some of the aftermath work with them." Genshin Kiba scolded, and then changed the topic, "Is this incident related to Kiryu Kazuma again?"

"It seems that Osaka did not elaborate." The subordinate immediately reported, "It seems that the daughter of Komoriyama Police Department and his daughter's friend were also involved in the incident."

"Kenichi-kun? Hmm..." Genshin Kiba looked thoughtfully at the street lights passing by outside the car window.

Finally, he said: "I should go meet this Kiryu Kazuma."

**

When Kiryu and Ma looked at Daisuke Komoriyama, they guessed that he was Rei Komoriyama's father, because they could tell they were father and daughter by looking at their noses and eyes.

Strangely enough, the uncle and his daughter were as different in appearance as Takenori Akagi and Haruko Akagi, but Kazuma could see the similarities in their faces.

It seems that Komori Shanrei is not the kind of Lao Wang next door.

Kazuma: "Is it the Komoriyama Police Department?"

"Kiryu-kun is so excited." Daisuke Komoriyama expressed admiration, "After a series of fierce battles, you can still play such a pleasant tune."

"It is precisely because of the continuous fierce battles that I feel particularly relaxed now." Kazuma responded, "I know many people died tonight, and I shouldn't play such cheerful music, but those who survived the disaster should also be happy. power, isn’t it?”

Daisuke Komoriyama nodded: "Yes, that's right. As a criminal police officer, I have experienced a lot of big events. Every time it ends, some are happy and some are sad. It's always been like this."

Kazuma nodded and asked casually: "The police department is here, does that mean the hotel can be evacuated soon?"

"The bomb disposal experts from all over Osaka I have brought should be able to eliminate all the bombs in key locations soon." Daisuke Komoriyama responded calmly, "Then in order to avoid accidents, the entire hotel will be evacuated, and then carpet-type bomb disposal will be carried out. Search to see if there are any bombs that have slipped through the net. Reinforcements from the Kyoto Prefectural Police will do this with us."

"That makes sense." Kazuma said.

"However, you can evacuate now. The camouflage vehicle we used when we came in is still in the unloading area of ​​the hotel." Daisuke Komoriyama said, "Don't say you can't leave us alone and evacuate first. If even you are killed, we The responsibility is huge.”

Kazuma responded: "I wouldn't say such a thing. In fact, I think the matter should be over and there will be no more explosions. I want to go to the hospital as soon as possible to treat the wound."

Daisuke Komoriyama: "The police can't just take the matter lightly just because they 'feel like it's over.' But, indeed, I have a feeling that the matter should come to an end."

After Daisuke Komoriyama finished speaking, several criminal policemen disguised as delivery persons came over with a stretcher.

Komori Shanrei was seriously injured and had to be carried away on a stretcher.

Kenichi Chima seemed to be able to walk on his own. Now he was limping over on the crutches given to him by the police.

Kazuma glanced at Konma Kenichi's legs and joked: "What, lame? When I fight with you in the future, will I give you one leg?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's just a strain." Kenichi Chima responded, "I was hurt badly by that fat girl."

"As long as the fat is in the right place, fat girls are fine."

After talking to the horse, Komoriyama Daisuke coughed: "I am still the father, please pay attention."

So Kazuma and Kenichi turned their gaze elsewhere in tacit agreement and began to look at the scenery.

At this time, Kazuma remembered something, picked up Murasame, and handed it to Kenichi: "Return the knife to you, it is a good knife."

"You can keep it. Obviously, you are more suitable for it than me."

Kenma Ken paused and said, "I always thought that my beloved sword and I were a match made in heaven, but today I discovered that I was wrong. It turns out that the sword's sound is not an urban legend, and I never got Murasame's approval from the beginning to the end."

Kazuma: "Don't be like this, I have a saber. It's easier to use it authentically."

Kenichi Kinma retorted: "Don't be like that. The sword is very pitiful. It has obviously met the right owner, but it was abandoned. I will look for the sword that truly belongs to me. Even if you think about me, you must keep this sword." Take it away.”

Kazuma thought about it and thought it was right.

In the world of Kazumasei, swordsmen are more effective in fighting with their favorite swords because they are accustomed to the length, weight and center of gravity of their favorite swords. After all, ancient swords are not products of standardized production, and each one is different.

But in this world, it is estimated that there is a real sense of compatibility between swords. Famous swords really choose their own masters, and their strength will be compromised if they are not chosen by the sword.

For the sake of Kenichi Konma, he should be given a chance to change his sword.

If Murasame is not taken away, his father probably won't let him change his knife.

After all, Murasame and Bizen Nagafune Ichimonji Masamune were different from little-known swords. They were real famous swords. As long as Konma held it, there would be no possibility of changing the sword in his life.

Kazuma took back the hand holding the knife. He was actually quite reluctant to take his brother's things, but Kenichi said, "For my sake, you have to take this knife away," so there was nothing he could do.

To be honest, Kazuma only knew that there could be a wife in the harem of a time-traveler. But this time, it's not even a living thing. No, it can be an AI if it's not a living thing, and machine girls are not uncommon. This guy doesn't even have human intelligence, how can he have a harem?

Kenma Ken looked relieved when he saw Kazuma agreed. It seemed that he had been worried that Kazuma would not accept it.

Then he raised his right hand, made a fist, and stretched out towards Kazuma: "When I find a sword that will ring for me, let's cut it with a real sword again. I didn't cut it last time. Eighty percent of the reason is because the one you took is the same as yours." The sword is a sword in one, and I am holding a sword that looks down upon me, and may have a traitorous heart, that must be it!”

Kazuma snorted: "Don't lie to yourself. Is it so difficult to admit that your skills are inferior to others? Even if you find a suitable knife, you still can't cut me."

"Who said that? Otherwise, everyone should stop using sabers and use a broom stick each to see who can beat the other!"

"Come on! Who is afraid of whom?"

"You two!" Daisuke Komoriyama looked helpless, stretched out his hand to hold the heads of Kenichi Chima and Kazuma, "The injured should go to the hospital voluntarily. Don't cause trouble, get out!"

"Yes." Kazuma and Kenichi responded in unison.

Then the two obediently followed Komori Yamarei's stretcher and walked towards the back door of the hotel.

Honami Nanjo, Mikako Fujii and Tamamo Jinguji followed behind them.

Suddenly, Jinguji stopped and said to Daisuke Komoriyama: "Police Department, there are two classmates in our room. Can we let them go together?"

"I'll ask someone to call them. Can we just ask them both to go to the hospital together?"

"Please ask the police department." Jinguji Tamamo bowed to the police department in a polite manner.

The police department nodded, then suddenly remembered something and said to Jinguji: "By the way, Miss Jinguji, the tribute suggestions your family provided last time were of great help."

"Really? I'm glad I could help. Ling's brother is healthy now, right?"

"Very healthy. This time the matter is over. I will go home and take a good look at him. I am so busy with this matter that I didn't go home even after I returned to Osaka. They all said that I am Dayu and I will not be allowed to enter the house after three times."

Jinguji just smiled, bowed slightly to Daisuke Komoriyama, then turned around and left with the large army.

Daisuke Komoriyama heard Mikako Fujii ask Jinguji in a low voice: "What are you talking about?"

But he couldn't hear Jinguji's answer clearly.

**

Mikako asked in confusion: "What did you say?"

Jinguji Tamamo replied: "Previously, the Komoriyama Police Department came to our house specifically to ask for a son, and asked what kind of tribute should be given to the Guanyin. This year, it seems that his wife gave birth to a boy safely."

Mikako: "Are your tribute suggestions so effective?"

"Actually, our family also recommended the workers who produce tonic medicines to the Komoriyama Police Department. I think this should play a bigger role." Jinguji Tamamo said with a smile.

"Is that so?"

"Yes, when the time comes I can take the gift that the craftsman gave to my family and give it to Kazuma-san to try."

"Eh? Wow, is that okay? Wait, won't this cause problems? At least wait until you finish the exam at Tokyo University?" Mikako said.

"Of course we'll talk about it after I finish my exam at the University of Tokyo and then go to Kandagawa to rent a house." The chairman smiled.

The Kanda River is a river in Tokyo. The land prices on both sides of the river are cheap, so it has become the first choice for renting apartments for many students from ordinary families who come to Tokyo to attend university.

Japanese universities either don’t have dormitories, or even if they do, they are expensive and have harsh living conditions. Most college students have to rent.

Studying in college in Japan not only requires expensive tuition, but also costs a lot of money for renting a house.

The kind of dormitory in China that costs 2,000 yuan for a year is one of the best examples.

"Wait a minute!" Mikako interrupted the chairman, "We are all locals in Tokyo. We don't need to rent a house on the Kandagawa side, right?"

The chairman asked: "Don't rent? Wouldn't that take away a lot of fun? Are you sure?"

"Uh..." Mikako hesitated, "The Kandagawa side is indeed a little closer to Tokyo University than my home... No, I'm not going to Tokyo University! I want to pass the Chichi exam!"