I teach kendo in Tokyo

Seeing Mikako like this, Kazuma felt that if he confessed now, he would definitely win.

But in love, the one who accepts the confession will have an advantage. Between being licked and licking others, Kazuma wants to be the one who is licked.

He firmly believed that being a dog licker had no future, so even though he had good conditions in his previous life, he never fell in love.

Of course, this has something to do with the era when Kazuma lived in his previous life, where female boxing was rampant.

The girls Kazuma occasionally falls in love with are all boxing masters. When he opened Weibo, he saw her punching hard, saying "Fuck cancer and die" and saying "All men are potential rapists".

Every time after reading a girl's Weibo, He Ma would sigh, what's wrong with this society? How far should we, ordinary unmarried and unloved boys, be pushed to the point where they, the female boxers, are satisfied? When can men stand up?

Gas, cold, shaking.

So Kazuma suppressed the urge to confess now. He didn't have this opportunity in his previous life, so he would enjoy the feeling of being licked in this life.

However, Kazuma thought about it again and realized that he seemed to be the stronger one. He could do a wall slam, a forced kiss, etc. It seemed that he was also the one who had the initiative, and was not considered a licker.

Kazuma couldn't help but imagine the scene of him banging Mikako on the wall - he had never done this in his previous life, so he had to rehearse it in his mind first.

Now he was standing in the middle of the dojo, several meters away from the nearest wall. To see the suddenness of the wall bang, he had to sprint towards the wall to hit it before Mikako could react.

In order to prevent Mikako from falling during the sprint, he had to grab Mikako's armpits, pick her up and then sprint again——

Yes, Kazuma was very serious about picking up Mikako and making a heroic charge, and then slapped the girl against the wall.

This is the swordsman-style wall-dong. Can ordinary handsome guys do it?

Poor Mikako escaped the vicious hands of the Yakuza, but now she is facing the crisis of having her ribs broken during the wall-dong process.

Fortunately, Kazuma finally pulled the reins of his thinking, otherwise with his size, Mikako might have become the wallpaper of the dojo.

Kazuma laughed as he imagined Mikako's frightened look when she was picked up.

Mikako, who had her head down and her face red, heard Kazuma's laughter, raised her head and glanced, and asked doubtfully: "What are you laughing at?"

"I just wanted to fuck you suddenly." Kazuma, an honest boy, answered truthfully.

Mikako looked back at the wall of the dojo: "...Is this distance from the wall?"

"Yeah, can't you?"

"What's going on?"

"It's very simple, that's it. I'll lift you up like this, yes, that's it, and then sprint towards the wall..."

"Brother, what are you doing?" Chiyoko's voice interrupted Kazuma's demonstration.

She stood in front of the dojo's door leading to the main house, frowning at Kazuma who was holding Mikako in his arms.

"Is this...lifting high?" Chiyoko asked doubtfully.

Kazuma glanced at Mikako, who was lifted high by him.

The latter's face was as red as a ripe peach.

Kazuma: "How about it, Mikako, are you happy with the lift?"

"Kill me." Mikako whispered, covering her face.

The look of Mikako suddenly made Kazuma want to bully her a few more times, but Chiyoko was staring at him with murderous eyes. She felt that if he didn't put Mikako down, he would have three meals a day starting tomorrow.

Kazuma put Mikako down and awkwardly explained to Chiyoko: "I just wanted to show Mikako how to bang in this place in the dojo..."

Chiyoko turned to look at the wall next to her, and then asked the exact same question as Mikako: "Wall dong? This distance?"

"Yes, it can be done. I will lift her up first, that's it, and then..."

"Kizuma Kiryu, I'm going to kill you!" Mikako, who was lifted high again, shouted hysterically because she was too ashamed.

Chiyoko raised her forehead and said: "Brother, sometimes I suspect that you are more suitable to develop into a comedian than kendo.

“By the way, I think instead of lifting him up high and charging towards the wall, I think you should put Fujii-senpai under your arms and charge towards the wall.

"This way she will be knocked unconscious immediately and will not have to face the subsequent embarrassment. This is kinder to her."

As soon as Chiyoko finished speaking, police sirens sounded outside.

Like in all kinds of movies, the police always show up after everything is over.

**

After sending Mikako to the police station to take notes, Kazuma and Chiyoko began to clean up the messy dojo.

"Just leave it all to me." Chiyoko said, "I didn't do much just now."

"Then I'll leave it to you." Kazuma put down his choice simply, threw the broom away, walked out of the dojo, and came to the "edge" facing the yard.

The so-called Enzai is an open corridor found in traditional Japanese houses. In Japanese anime, scenes often appear in this corridor where people sit and watch the scenery in the yard.

Kazuma sat cross-legged on the edge of the edge and looked at the big cherry tree in the yard.

Just looking at this cherry tree, you can tell that the Kiryu family's ancestors were once rich.

Kazuma traveled to the present and was busy adapting to the world here and convincing Mikako to sell the dojo. He didn't even have time to appreciate the big cherry tree.

In Japanese culture, there are four great joys in life: watching cherry blossoms at night in spring, stars in summer, full moon in autumn, and first snow in winter.

Now Kazuma has finished the first one.

In this situation, it would be better if there was some wine.

Kazuma looked at the cherry blossom tree. The night gave the pink petals a cold color, giving them a different flavor.

At this moment, he finally had the real feeling that he was in Japan.

After watching for an unknown amount of time, Kazuma suddenly heard movement next to him. He turned around and saw that Chiyoko was coming over with barley tea and refreshments.

Chiyoko placed the tray with tea and snacks next to Kazuma and sat down as well.

As a girl, she couldn't sit cross-legged - it was too rude and inconsistent with etiquette.

So she put her legs together and sat sideways on the edge.

"Obviously, this old cherry tree has hardly been taken care of, but after so many years, it still blooms so brilliantly." Chiyoko said softly.

Kazuma smiled, and suddenly remembered the anecdotes he had read from anime and games in his previous life, so he replied: "This kind of big cherry tree absorbs more than ordinary nutrients. It is said that under every cherry blossom tree, there are... …”

"Man, those are urban legends."

Kazuma glanced at Chiyoko and immediately determined that this guy was very afraid of ghosts.

Kazuma silently remembered this and planned to give Chiyoko a little surprise when he found an opportunity in the future.

Chiyoko: "Brother, are you looking for an opportunity to pretend to be a ghost and scare me? Let me make it clear. I am very strong when I am scared. I can kill a brown bear in Hokkaido with one punch. You think about it yourself."

"Yeah, it's so scary." Kazuma responded with a smile, "Then I want to see it."

"Hmph." Chiyoko turned her head and ignored Kazuma.

Kazuma took a snack and continued to look at the cherry blossoms flying in the sky while eating.

Chiyoko suddenly said: "Brother, the way you fought just now, how can I put it, looks more like a swordsman than Nobuoka Uizumi in the Taiga drama."

Kazuma: "Of course, I have defeated five yakuza by myself. How many can the actor who plays Izumi Nobuoka defeat?"

"That's right." Chiyoko paused and then asked, "Brother, when did you become so good? When I sparred with you before, it was easy to win or lose..."

"When the quantity changes to a certain extent, it will change qualitatively, that's all." He Ma hesitated.

Chiyoko was obviously not very satisfied with this answer. She looked up at Yozakura and continued: "Who is the master who teaches you the new class? Can I learn it too?"

Kazuma thought to himself, no, my master may not be born yet.

He estimated that Master Hasegawa in his previous life was only in his early thirties. In 1980, he had not even formed an embryo.

While Kazuma was thinking about how to change the topic, Chiyoko gave up on her own: "Brother, if you don't want to tell me, then I won't ask."

Don’t say hello, it’s great to have such a sensible sister.

Chiyoko changed the subject: "Dojo, is it still for sale?"

"Sell." Kazuma replied firmly, "Even if it is to save money for college, I will sell it."

Chiyoko nodded without raising any objection. Looking at her current appearance, it was impossible to imagine that just a few days ago she was fiercely opposed to selling the dojo.

"Brother, in college...you really want to get into a police-type school through kendo special recruitment?"

Japan has specialized police schools, which are also considered universities, but there is a ceiling for promotions from such schools.

You must come from a prestigious school such as the University of Tokyo to be promoted to a high position above the police.

Moreover, if you graduate from a prestigious school like the University of Tokyo, you will have many more choices in life. No matter which way you choose, you will become an upper-class member of Japanese society.

So Kazuma shook his head decisively: "No, I'm not going to do that."

"Eh?" Chiyoko looked at Kazuma in surprise, "Then... what are you going to do? You don't know how to be a member of the Yakuza, do you?"

"Of course not. I want to get into Tokyo University and become a master."

Chiyoko couldn't close her mouth: "Brother, please wake up!"

"I'm awake." Kazuma looked at Chiyoko and said with a smile, "Should we make a bet?"

Chiyoko shook her head: "It still doesn't work. I believe you can do it, brother. No wonder you want to sell the dojo..."

Although the University of Tokyo is a national institution, the cost of studying for four years is not low, at least not something that the current Kiryu family can afford.

Chiyoko seemed to take this as the reason why Kazuma insisted on selling the dojo.

However, Kazuma actually wanted to use the money to invest.

Kazuma didn't bother to explain so much to Chiyoko, she just misunderstood.

However, chatting with Chiyoko also brought Kazuma's thoughts back to practical issues.

His dojo hasn't been sold yet, and he still has to face threats from other Yakuza organizations.

——Damn it, how can we sell the dojo at its original price?

——Do we have to beat up all the Yakuza who come to us?

Putting aside the question of whether I can survive the fight or not, if I fight one by one, I won’t end up with such a good reputation that even the police think I’m a Yakuza. That won’t be fun!

Kazuma couldn't help but sigh.

Chiyoko watched him sigh suddenly, not knowing what was going on and not daring to speak.

Kazuma continued to think: If Sumitomo Construction refuses to restore the original price, then I will have to wait until I reach adulthood and then go to the bank to see if I can get a loan.

Now when people see that Kazuma is underage, the investment manager doesn't even bother to see him.

However, in Japan, the adult age is 20 years old, and it was changed to 18 years old in 2018...

He Ma couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Forget it, don't think about it anymore, let's strengthen our own strength first. After much deliberation, now I am the only one who is reliable.

So Kazuma stood up.

Chiyoko: "What's wrong?"

"I'll practice my air swing." He Ma said.