I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma and Nanjo got into the car. The Suzuki steward looked back and said, "I will wait in the car later, or I will follow you to investigate."

Honami said before Kazuma spoke: "Grandpa Suzuki, you are too conspicuous if you follow us. Just the two of us, we look like a couple on a date. Many young couples will go to the rehearsals of this niche theater troupe. "

Kazuma: "Is that so?"

This was an area he didn't understand. In his previous life, he had a lot of experience in bragging and drinking with clients, but very little experience in playing with girls.

"That's right."

Honami explained to Kazuma: "Generally, for a small theater troupe like this, there won't be too many audiences during performances, and usually there won't be many people watching the rehearsals.

“But the rehearsal has to be simulated along with the lighting, so the theater is very dark like the performance.

“It’s an empty theater with dim lights. Couples like this kind of place. The key is style.

"Similarly, the main audience of those small cinemas that show old movies all day long are also couples."

Kazuma learned brand new knowledge!

"I thought that small movie theaters mainly serve die-hard fans of old movies, or the owner of the movie theater himself is a person with stories to commemorate his lost youth in this way."

"There are those kinds of things." Honami shrugged.

Butler Suzuki looked back at Honami, then at Kazuma, and said, "Then I wish you a good time - it seems that this is not the right thing to say."

Kazuma: "We are acting for Tokyo's tomorrow."

Butler Suzuki had already turned around and was about to drive. Hearing Kazuma's words, he glanced at Kazuma through the rearview mirror, and then he said: "I originally wanted to say protect the eldest lady...but, would it be okay for the eldest lady to say this? Happy."

Honami: "Grandpa Suzuki, I have worked so hard to improve myself in order not to hold Kazuma back. This time Danzi called me back specifically, which shows that even she recognizes my efforts! I will fight side by side with Kazuma. "

In the rearview mirror, Butler Suzuki looked at Honami with a complicated expression, a mixture of relief and uncontrollable worry, and of course a little relief.

Kazuma considered it for a moment and said, "Don't worry, Suzuki-san, I will... we will support each other."

Suzuki Butler nodded, started the car without saying anything.

**

When Butler Suzuki said there were still ten minutes to go, Kazuma suddenly saw an acquaintance on the side of the road.

Saori Kitagawa stood under the eaves of a game center that had not yet opened a store, hiding from the sun that was beginning to become harsh, and licking a lollipop leisurely.

A patrol officer on a bicycle was riding towards her.

The Japanese police saw people wearing school uniforms wandering outside during school hours and would question her and persuade her to return to school.

All his life, Kazuma has seen girls from China traveling to Japan. They were so stupid that they wore JK uniforms on the street at ten o'clock in the morning on weekdays, and were reprimanded by the police.

It turned out that because the girl didn't understand Japanese, she had no idea why she was targeted by the police, and she made a joke.

Beichuan also saw the patrolman and immediately showed a "broken" expression.

It turns out that the eldest lady of Ji Dao is also afraid of being disciplined by the police?

Or does she simply not want to have anything to do with her family?

After all, she is Saori Kitagawa now, a free rock girl.

Kazuma spoke: "Pull over and stop ahead."

The Suzuki butler only glanced at Kazuma through the rearview mirror, without asking anything, and drove the car directly towards Kitagawa Saori who was having a laugh with the police.

After the car stopped, Kazuma rolled down the window: "Sorry, Mr. Police Officer, this is our idol trainee, and the sailor suit is a costume."

When the patrolman turned around, he had an expression like "I believe you only saw a ghost." After seeing the extended Bentley of the Nanjo Consortium, he realized that he had indeed seen a ghost today.

"Take care of your own artists." The patrolman complained, then pushed the car to the side to make way for Beichuan.

Kitagawa Saori bowed to the patrol officer: "I'm sorry. And..."

She suddenly smiled broadly, twisted her body, raised her right hand with her thumb, index finger and ring finger up to her eyebrows, closed one eye and said, "This is a magical magic that can cheer up people in society, KIRA~"

All I can say is that he is worthy of being an underground idol...

It turns out that what was later adopted by AKB48 and LOVELIVE is already used by today’s Japanese underground idols!

The patrolman looked like an idiot.

Kitagawa Saori ignored the patrolman's feedback, got into the Bentley and closed the door, and immediately let out a long sigh.

"Why do you say I'm an idol? I hate the kind of idols who betray their lust the most."

Kazuma thought that Rina Hinami must be sneezing like crazy right now.

Kazuma: "I see you were very proficient just now. However, your posture is relatively uncharacteristic. I will design a unique cute posture for you. You do this, assume this posture, and then say 'niconiconi~'"

"Go to hell! It's disgusting!" Saori Kitagawa rolled his eyes, and then turned to Honami, "I actually brought someone here today. Are you finally not going to chase me?"

Kazuma immediately understood that this guy was just putting eye drops on Honami and said that on purpose.

Although Honami would definitely not fall into such a low-level trap, Kazuma still interrupted Kitagawa Saori: "Look at this, are you impressed?"

Kazuma took out a photo of the small theater he was going to visit today.

Saori Kitagawa took one look at the photo and immediately replied: "I performed there, together with everyone at Qianshi Qingyu. What happened to this theater?"

Kazuma: "The first suspect in the Kandagawa serial refrigerator corpse case is directing a small theater troupe to rehearse a new play he created here."

"Hasn't that person been cleared of suspicion? I heard that when he was locked up in the police station, a second body was found, and after the time of death was presumed, he had a perfect alibi."

"It is indeed a perfect alibi. The provider of the proof is the police. It cannot be more perfect than this." Kazuma complained.

Saori Kitagawa suddenly said: "This... Edogawa Ranpo or someone else's work, is there the same design? The murderer brought the detective in, and then the detective himself was the provider of the alibi."

Honami: "This kind of design is actually quite common in mystery novels. Many famous mystery novel series have it."

Saori Kitagawa looked at Honami: "Is that so? I thought that the original mystery novels generally wouldn't do this kind of thing."

"The natives just don't do narrative tricks."

"Is that so...Why are you looking at me like this, Kazuma?" Saori Kitagawa suddenly stopped talking to Honami and looked at Kazuma.

Kazuma shrugged: "I didn't expect you to be interested in these. Shouldn't a rock girl fall asleep immediately after seeing something with more than three hundred words printed on a page?"

"I'll kill you!" Saori Kitagawa waved his fist at Kazuma.

At this time, Suzuki Butler said: "We are here."

As he finished speaking, the car stopped steadily on the side of the road without any bumps.

Kazuma glanced at the door of the theater. It was exactly the same as the one in the photo, except for one thing: in one of the four windows at the entrance of the theater, the poster inside had been changed.

"We are going into the theater to watch the troupe's rehearsal," Kazuma looked at Kitagawa Saori, "You can ask Butler Suzuki to take you to the nearest bus stop."

It shouldn't be a big problem if the Suzuki Butler is away for ten or twenty minutes.

Saori Kitagawa glanced at the theater and said, "I don't want it. There's nothing fun about playing video games. I'm here even if I'm here!"

As a soul-piercing Chinese, Kazuma has little resistance to the reason "everyone is here".

It's here, right?

Kazuma: "Okay, you can come too."

After saying that, he opened the car door.

Kitagawa Saori got out of the car with Kazuma with a smile, and then the three of them stood at the entrance of the theater together, looking up at the theater's somewhat outdated sign.

At this moment, Kazuma felt like he was standing in front of the gathering stone at the entrance of the dungeon.

He even had a vision, and the theater door seemed to have the light effect of a replica door.

But if you really want to download the dungeon, you can’t do it without a wet nurse, right?

Saori Kitagawa bit into the remaining bit of lollipop, swallowed the pieces in a few mouthfuls, and then flicked the stick of the lollipop, causing it to fly accurately into the trash can next to the wall.

There are generally no public trash cans on the streets in Japan, but stores in front of theaters like this usually put one.

"Speaking of which, there is no Dvořák today." Kitagawa Sasuri said.

Honami glanced at her watch: "It's not even one o'clock yet. If you put this now, it's basically a change, right?"

"That's not what I mean. What I mean is that the song Dvořák was modified by Japan to have the feeling that the time of evil is coming, right? Play it before starting the fight. It gives it a good atmosphere."

Kazuma had to remind Kitagawa: "We didn't go in to fight."

"Isn't it? I thought you were going to..."

Kitagawa Saori suddenly stopped talking and looked at the old man coming out of the cinema - he seemed to be a ticket collector.

"There is no performance today, little girl, young man." The old man said as he walked towards the second window on the left with trembling steps. It seemed that he planned to change the poster in the window.

He Ma carefully confirmed that there was no entry for the person in the painting above the old man's head, and then took the initiative to step forward: "I'm here to help you."

"Oh, thank you. Kind young people are becoming less and less common nowadays."

Kazuma opened the window, peeled off the original poster and handed it to the old man, then took the new poster rolled into a tube and unfolded it.

The first thing he saw was the face of Shun Nishida in the painting.

It seemed to be a poster for the play that Jun Nishida was rehearsing.

Kazuma carefully read the text on the poster:

An experimental work by emerging playwright Nishida, an absurd drama that subverts everything!

Beat "Waiting for Godot"!

Kazuma raised his eyebrows. To be honest, in his previous life, he went to see Waiting for Godot in order to pretend to pick up girls, but then he realized that he was a vulgar person and could not appreciate such elegant things.

The poster said "It beats "Waiting for Godot"", which made Kazuma feel that "this show is three times as boring as Waiting for Godot".

The old man checking tickets misunderstood Kazuma's expression and said, "Are you a fan of Nishida too? He has so many fans."

Kazuma frowned, "Yeah"?

"Are there any other fans coming?" Kazuma asked.

"Yes, yes, quite a few."

The old ticket checker continued: "They are rehearsing inside now. I use their play to help me sleep, and the effect is great."

Kazuma took the opportunity to ask: "So, among these fans, is there anyone named Aikawa Hoshiko?"

The old man shrugged: "How could I possibly know what those fans are called?"

Kazuma curled his lips, lowered his head and continued to study the poster, writing down the names of the actors written on it.

At this time, Honami came over and leaned against Kazuma's shoulder to read the content on the poster.

When she saw the words "Suppressing "Waiting for Godot"", she gasped.

Kazuma: "What?"

"I don't understand Waiting for Godot," Honami said matter-of-factly.

Kitagawa Saori asked: "What is Waiting for Godot?"

"A work of art," Kazuma replied.

Kitagawa Saori said "Oh": "I understand. You are from the lower reaches, so let's rock and roll together."

It can be seen that Kitagawa Saori has a really good education. It is already amazing for Japanese people to know the word "lower people".

At this time, the old man selling tickets looked at Kazuma with a confused look on his face: "Aren't you fans of Mr. Nishida?"

"Uh, we are."

"Can I become a fan even if I can't understand Mr. Nishida's drama?" the old man asked again.

Kazuma: "Can't I become a fan because of its sleep-aid effect?"

The old conductor laughed and said, "That makes sense. Stop standing outside and go in and take a look."

"Don't you need to buy a ticket?" Kazuma asked.

"When the performance officially starts, the finished product will be presented, so tickets must be sold. Now what you see when you go in is a semi-finished product, which may also affect the perception of the finished product. What kind of tickets are you selling for this?"

As he spoke, the old conductor opened the iron fence next to the ticket gate and nodded to Kazuma.

So Kazuma led the two girls through the gate.

"Hey, young man!" The old man suddenly stopped Kazuma. When Kazuma looked back, he pointed in the direction of the wall.

Kazuma turned his head and saw a vending machine on the wall.

Looking at the old man again, I found that he was smiling like an old naughty boy and winking at Kazuma.

He Ma pretended not to understand what the old man meant and walked directly into the theater.

Honami and Saori Kitagawa followed closely behind him.

The theater has entered rehearsal mode. Only two lights above the first row of seats in the front are turned on, and the entire auditorium is basically dark.

When Honami was in the car, she said that there would be many young couples coming to watch the rehearsal in a small theater like this, but now Kazuma didn't see any of them.

When they entered, the actor standing in the center of the spotlight was speaking passionately, so no one noticed them.

Kazuma took Honami and sat down in a box, while Kitagawa Saori occupied the double box next to her.

Kazuma originally thought that she would squeeze into a box.

Honami lowered her voice and asked Kazuma: "Is Jun Nishida here?"

Kazuma nodded: "Here, in the front row, the one sitting under the lamp is him."

"Really? How did you recognize it? Through the back of the head?" Honami asked doubtfully.

Kazuma was actually looking at the entry. From a distance, there was an entry with three characters on the person's head. The last character was "person". Although the remaining two characters were not clearly visible due to distance and lighting issues, Kazuma probably didn't find it himself. wrong.

After all, entries are rare.

Saori Kitagawa stuck his head out from the side and said, "By the way, you didn't tell me why you came to see this Nishida Shun just now. You just said that he has a perfect alibi."

Kazuma: "Are you sure you want to discuss these issues in front of the other party?"

"Well..." Saori Kitagawa raised his eyebrows, "Okay, forget it. I came here to make a big fuss, just like that night."

Honami said half-jokingly: "I want to do it too. You don't want to take me to such a fun thing."

Kazuma glanced at Honami's figure and thought, don't leave. Kitagawa Saori is small and exquisite, and can roll around in the enemy group. With your figure, it is impossible to fight maneuvers in the first place, so you can only fight hard. .

He was about to speak when suddenly the lights on the stage changed.

The three people's eyes were drawn to the stage together.

Kazuma suddenly discovered that under the changed lights, the entire stage was now taking on a strange atmosphere.

The actor who had been reading his lines in the spotlight was now kneeling on the ground, as if repenting.

Another actor stood on a richly decorated high platform and was pushed to the center of the stage by a prop master wearing "camouflage clothes" that blended in with the stage background.

The actors on the high platform began to sing.

Honami whispered in Kazuma's ear: "Isn't this a drama? What's the matter with suddenly singing?"

"Maybe this is what is called experimental." Kazuma replied.

Saori Kitagawa, who was in the next box, said: "The singing is pretty good, she should be professional."

At first, Kazuma thought that the people on the high platform were singing the famous song "Nessun Dorma" from "Turandot", but after listening to a few bars, he realized that it was not the case.

It should be a modified version of "Nessun Dorma".

Can the matter of composing music be called plagiarism? Kazuma Kiryu, the Bunko, thought this way, but he, the Bunko, was copying music that had not yet been born, while this composer was copying a world-famous song and changing a few keys.

Honami and Saori Kitagawa are both girls who know music, and they discovered this by chance at this time.

"No one will sleep tonight, right?" Honami said, "It's too obvious, please make more variations."

Kitagawa Saori: "Hey, the copyright protection of Nessun Dorma has expired long ago, so copy it as you like."

Kazuma: "No, this was a work in 1924 and was performed in 26 years. No matter how you calculate it, it has not passed the copyright protection period."

Kitagawa Saori spread his hands: "Then...will Puccini's descendants come to sue?"

"Probably not. Not everyone is Disney after all."

At this time, Nishida Shun suddenly stood up and shouted hysterically: "Stop! Stop!"

Kazuma and others, who were chatting, turned their attention to the direction of the stage.

Nishida Shun put his head in his hands and shouted: "Why can't you always realize my intention? This place should show a kind of mysterious and morbid beauty! People can't wait to fall into the arms of this strange world!"

Kazuma looked at the lights on the stage and thought that it was indeed weird and morbid, but the song "Nessun Dorma" had the wrong temperament!

Or is it Jun Nishida’s purpose to create a certain effect through the contrast between the music and the stage scenery?

Jun Nishida was still hysterically yelling at the actors on stage.

Kazuma suddenly felt that this Jun Nishida was also a fan of the band URB, and was he also in a state of madness today?

Kazuma thought about the information he had now and found that this possibility was not impossible.

The next moment, Jun Nishida might pull out something and beat the actor.

But Nishida Shun sat back down and sighed: "Forget it, let's take a ten-minute break. Turn on the lights."

The next moment, the entire theater was brightly lit.

At this time, Kazuma suddenly discovered that the seats in the front rows that he thought were empty were actually filled with people.

Just now, these people were sitting motionless in the darkness, and they all seemed to have sunk their bodies into the chairs, as if they were integrated with the darkness, like a theater set, so Kazuma's first reaction was "no one is watching."

When the lights were turned on, so many people appeared in unison, and Hema was shocked.

Honami also squeezed Kazuma's arm hard the moment she turned on the light, obviously also frightened.

No wonder the old man at the door said "many fans". Is that what he meant?

However, Kazuma and Honami, who had experienced the Osaka hostage incident and the Bomb Demon incident, had good mental qualities and quickly stabilized themselves.

Kitagawa Saori, who was in the next box, shouted directly: "Damn it, is there someone else?"

This sound echoed back and forth in the theater, extremely clear.

People in the first few rows turned their heads.

Kazuma thought for a moment that a classic scene from a horror movie would appear, but when these people turned around, he found that they were all ordinary people, looking at Kazuma and others sitting at the back of the theater with ordinary curious eyes.

It seemed like they were just ordinary fans who came to watch the rehearsal.

Nishida Shun stood up, turned around and looked behind him: "This is the rehearsal stage. No microphone is needed. Can you hear clearly sitting so far back? Why don't you come to the front. Of course, if you want to use the box, just pretend I didn't say anything.

"Sorry for turning on the lights suddenly. I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Nishida Jun's words made the audience laugh.

Kazuma stood up directly and looked at Nishida Jun calmly.

Nishida Shun's expression immediately froze.

"It's actually you!" His voice was trembling at first, but he quickly controlled it.

After all, he is the one who owns the title of the person in the painting, so of course he has some acting skills.

Kazuma noticed that the entry above the opponent's head began to change color, giving people a feeling of "the entry came to life". Apparently Nishida Shun was beginning to improve his acting skills.

"I have told the police everything I can! Even the police admitted that I am innocent!" Jun Nishida now looks like a fragile, hysterical artist. "Just because he was suddenly involved in this kind of case, Just because I suddenly discovered... Oh, I can't talk about this. Anyway, I have been so exhausted by this matter that I can hardly write anything!"

Kazuma had a feeling that if he couldn't quickly "kill" Nishida Shun in a verbal attack, all the questions he asked today would be in vain, and he would be prevaricated by the other party's superb acting skills.

After all, they couldn't really use torture, and Aramaki and the others had to wait for Nishida Shun to reveal his flaws before arresting him.

This is an impromptu drama rivalry between myself and Nishida Shun.

The opponent is a top-notch "old actor".

Kazuma thought for a few seconds and decided to attack from a direction Nishida Jun would never have expected.

Kazuma spoke: "Don't be nervous, I'm not here to take you to the police station again. I know it will be of no use. I came here because I have a personal question that I want to find out. Why, Aikawa Hoshiko's surname is Aikawa?"

The other party reacted quickly: "Huh? How do I know? I only drank with her a few times in the bar! I have already told the police!"

There was no flaw in the other party's words or expression, but the "light effect" of the entry above his head fluctuated, and it felt like the voltage of a neon light suddenly became unstable.

For the first time, Kazuma discovered that his golden finger could still be used in this way.

After all, acting can control expressions and movements, but it cannot control the shaking and trembling of the soul.

So Kazuma took advantage of the victory and pursued it: "Aikawa Xingzi is a stage name, why should the last name of the stage name be the same as Aikawa Horon?"

Kazuma directly pulled out Aikawa Horon, creating the illusion that "I have mastered everything and I just came to force you into the palace." This is also a very normal negotiation technique. In my life, I often use similar techniques to fool foreigners, giving them the feeling that "we have obtained your lowest price through commercial espionage."

Nishida Shun's expression was still calm. If the entry above his head hadn't flashed like a fluorescent tube with a broken starter, Kazuma would have been deceived by him.

He Ma continues:

"If it was a surname inherited from my parents, it would be just a coincidence. But the stage name is very intriguing.

"Especially since she died in the refrigerator of someone who had a close relationship with Horon Aikawa."

In fact, the only "real hammer" that Kazuma has now is "Shibata Tajiu will bail Nishida out of the police station".

This is far from proving that Horon Aikawa and Jun Nishida have a close relationship.

Next, Kazuma witnessed his palace-level acting skills.

Jun Nishida looked like Joji Kongou who was completely confused: "What are you talking about? I only exchanged business cards with Mr. Horutaka Aikawa. I haven't even met him a few times."

"I want to have a relationship, who wouldn't? But I made an appointment with his secretary three months ago, and he hasn't replied to me yet!"

There is nothing wrong with this performance or these lines.

Even Honami started to gently tug on Kazuma's clothes, trying to get him to think about it long term and not to be too hasty.

But Kazuma knew full well that this force was shaking like a magnitude 9 earthquake.

When the other party panics, Hema will naturally be as stable as an old dog.

——The direction is right. It feels like as long as we grasp one more key point, we can break through the opponent's defense.

Kazuma desperately thought about where the key point was... Suddenly, he thought of it.

It's the audience.

The audience will watch the rehearsal quietly and become one with the darkness in the theater.

The audience seemed possessed.

So Kazuma said: "I didn't really understand the significance of Aikawa Horon hooking up with you before. After all, you are just a pervert who is good at disguising and went to the Takarazuka Theater Company to take advantage of others. Today I understand."

"The last 'artist' who had a close relationship with Mr. Noron Aikawa was the lead singer of URB. He cultivated a group of fanatical fans. These fans would fight me on the street and chase me after his orders. .

"After the tragic death of the lead singer, the out-of-control fans kept the Metropolitan Police very busy today."

After Kazuma finished speaking, the entry on the other person's head looked like a candle that was about to burn out.

"Now," Kazuma said in an old two-dimensional tone, "these audiences here won't rush at me like wolves and tigers at your command, right?"

The entry for the person in the painting above Jun Nishida's head was completely dim, and his expression froze.

Kazuma fully expected that he would directly order the audience to pounce on him, and then take the opportunity to disguise himself and escape.

But the other party didn't do this.

Are you stupid?

Or is he unable to do this?

Kazuma: "You didn't do that... Then let me make a bold guess. These audiences are taking a different route from URB fans. You can't order them directly, but you can subtly change their perceptions through your drama." You know, right?”

Nishida Shun's breathing became obviously rapid.

Honami stood up silently, took out the wooden knife in the bag from behind, and untied the rope that tied the mouth of the bag.

Saori Kitagawa was originally watching the play and was fascinated by her opponent's performance. When she saw Honami's movements, she suddenly remembered that she was not here to watch the show and quickly stood up.

Nishida Shun suddenly turned around and ran away.

Kazuma activated his skills and quickly drew his gun!