I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma was pushed by Akira Shiratori and followed the team out of the venue.

As soon as he left the venue, Kazuma saw that the family members who were the first to say goodbye to the spiritual tablet were now gathered in the landscape garden outside the venue.

It was drizzling, and the family members stood in the rain without holding umbrellas.

Shiratori Akira stopped, so Kazuma's wheelchair stopped at the top of the steps at the entrance of the venue.

Behind Shiratori, the detectives who had finished saying goodbye stopped in a tacit understanding, and gradually formed a line behind Kazuma.

Kazuma suddenly felt that it was not good for him to sit in this scene.

So he endured the pain in his abdomen and stood up from the wheelchair.

The family members bowed to Kazuma together.

Kiryu and Ma looked at them silently without speaking.

The sound of rain became louder.

**

After saying goodbye to Shiratori and the others, Kazuma got into the Nanjo family's car and returned to the hospital.

Honami and Mikako stayed in the hospital until night as usual, and then handed over the night care task to Ikeda Shigeru.

But around nine o'clock, Jinguji Tamamo appeared in Kazuma's ward without warning.

"Isn't the visiting time over?" Amao looked at Tamamo in confusion.

Tamamo smiled slightly and said, "I'm just here to sit for a while and I'll leave soon."

"But……"

"Amao, the hot water is out, go get a pot and come back." He Ma said.

"Ah, oh, okay." Amao nodded, picked up the thermos bottle with more than half of the water in it, and left the room without asking anything.

Jinguji Tamamo sat down in his usual position and said with a smile, "I knew you had something to ask."

"Have you been to the Sanzu River?" Kazuma asked bluntly.

"I haven't been there in the past hundred years, and the ferryman of Santuchuan River is also rarely seen. It should be said that since the introduction of Western medicine, it has been rare. There are more angels and gods of death, but these have not been seen recently. Not much." Tamamo replied in a joking tone. Even if someone was listening now, they would only think it was a flirtation between lovers.

Then she asked, "I observed that your life star was twinkling and emitting a very strong light. What did you see?"

Kazuma thought for a while and replied truthfully: "The moment I dropped the white flowers, I saw myself standing in a sea of ​​blooming flowers on the other side. In the distance were figures whose faces could not be seen clearly. They stood there neatly. Stare at me."

"It's a hallucination. American Vietnam War veterans are also deeply troubled by hallucinations. In fact, they did a psychological test on Aramaki-san, who returned home not long ago. He reported to a psychiatrist that he could see hallucinations of his deceased subordinates."

Tamamo looked at Kazuma, and suddenly stretched out his hand to gently touch Kazuma's cheek: "You must feel guilty for the bombing of the police station. You feel that you could have stopped them, just like you stopped the bomb demon in Osaka.

"Your self-blame makes you see hallucinations."

Jinguji Tamamo's explanation is very consistent with the psychological knowledge Kazuma brought from his previous life.

Kazuma asked: "So, now I feel that the enemy is not dead, is it also because of my self-blame?"

"Yes, you want to kill him again. This is the same as the Vietnam War veterans who imagined that their missing comrades are still alive. Have you watched the latest release of First Blood?"

Kazuma: "I...what should I do in the hospital?"

In fact, I saw it in my previous life, but I can’t talk to Ma.

Tamamo removed her hand from stroking his cheek and shrugged.

Kazuma looked at her and asked again: "Assuming that guy is not dead, can you find him using divination?"

Tamamo shook his head: "No. Using divination to find things is actually the fortune teller using the information obtained to reason. Those fortune tellers who are very accurate are not so much psychic abilities as they are great reasoners."

He Ma: "Your answer reminds me of the Chinese cross talk "Huang Ban Xian", Master Liu Baorui's version."

Tamamo smiled and said: "What is that? I haven't heard of it. Is there a Japanese version? I'll look for it later and listen to it."

She paused and changed the topic: "Of course, if you can find a scientific theory to explain divination, such as quantum mechanics or something, maybe my divination will suddenly work again."

Kazuma sighed.

Tamamo: "It seems that you have finished asking your questions. I'll give you this as a midnight snack."

As she spoke, she took out the exquisitely packaged wagashi from her small bag and said, "There are two pieces. You can share them with Amao."

After saying that, Tamamo stood up: "I'm leaving."

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the door of the ward. As soon as she opened the door, Amao's figure appeared outside.

"Hey, are you leaving now?" Amao asked in surprise.

Tamamo smiled and said, "Yes, I'm just here to deliver midnight snacks."

"Eh? That's it. Then senior sister, walk slowly." Amao bowed to Tamamo respectfully.

Jinguji Tamamo nodded and left.

Amao returned to the room carrying a kettle filled with water: "This...Senior Sister Jinguji is..."

"She brought snacks and said we could share them." Kazuma picked up the snack box, "Oh, the packaging is still very complicated. Amao, where are the scissors?"

"Here, Master, let me dismantle it."

Soon the snack box was carefully opened, and the master and apprentice shared the exquisite snacks with unknown names inside, without discussing the topic of Jinguji Temple.

**

Two days later, in the morning.

Professor Tokawa, who was doing rounds on the ward, gently pressed the newly grown skin on Hema's waist with his hand: "Oh, the recovery is much better than expected. It has completely healed. Is there still pain?"

Kazuma nodded: "A little bit, but it's nothing serious."

"No, you still have to be cautious and do a set of examinations today." The professor turned around and said to the large group of associate professors and students who followed him in the rounds, "Arrange a set of examinations with the highest priority. If there are no major problems, you can do it today. Kiryu-kun has been discharged from the hospital. Of course, if Kiryu-kun wants to recuperate for a while, there is no problem, he can be transferred to the sanatorium."

Kazuma shook his head: "No, if I continue to nurse him back to health, I won't even be able to lift the knife."

The professor laughed loudly: "Kiryuu-kun is really good at joking. You have trained your body so well. Even if you are hospitalized for half a year, you are still much stronger than normal people. The reason why you can recover so quickly is probably because you are often injured and your body has adapted."

Kazuma wondered if he could still adapt to this?

Professor Tokawa probably saw what Kazuma was thinking, and said: "The human body is very powerful. If you think about it carefully, in the age when there were only stone tools, humans used this body to go head-to-head with all kinds of ferocious beasts.

"If you are frequently injured, the human body will naturally develop strong self-healing capabilities, so for those swordsmen in ancient times, the more injured they were, the harder it was to die.

"Kiryu-kun has been injured frequently throughout the year, so his body has already adapted."

Kazuma thought about it, indeed.

In the past year, since I was promoted to the Tsuda-gumi, I have suffered a lot of injuries, both large and small. My shoulder was cut with a knife and shot with a gun, but they all healed quickly.

Speaking of which, it seems that my left shoulder is often injured. Is it because the barrage on the port side is too thin?

As soon as Kazuma thought of this, Professor Tokawa pointed to Kazuma's left shoulder and said, "Look at the scars on your left shoulder. Ordinary people can't collect so many scars in a lifetime."

Kazuma smiled, thinking that if this continued, he would soon be like the white wolf Geralt in the "Witcher" series, covered in scars - which was quite handsome when he thought about it.

With White Wolf's body, maybe he can become a sorceress pile driver?

He glanced at Tamamo.

Tamamo glanced at his abdominal muscles and smiled without saying a word.

Mikako suddenly shouted: "It's so suspicious!"

Honami grabbed her and said, "Mikako, we are still checking."

"But that interaction just now was so suspicious!"

"It's not like they were so suspicious the first day." Honami said.

"You are too calm!"

"Only the lead at the end is the real lead." Honami said while looking at Jinguji Tamamo, "You think so, Danzi."

Tamamo smiled and said, "Yes."

Mikako looked at Honami: "I suddenly felt that you were very suspicious! Now I am the only one who is not suspicious at all! Wait, no, there is Rina Hinami who is not present. By the way, Kitagawa is not here, and Hinami has to go to class, is it possible? Does she have to go to class too?”

Mikako's words were interrupted by Professor Tokawa coughing.

"Well...since the inspection has been completed, I will leave first." The professor said with some embarrassment.

Kazuma: "Professor, you are busy with your work. I will go and check that everything is fine and then I will go through the discharge procedures myself."

"Okay. But I have a hunch that Kiryu-kun you will be a frequent visitor to our hospital in the future."

"Professor, please don't curse me."

"Hahaha, being able to enter the hospital is better than not being able to enter the hospital, right?" Professor Tokawa looked at Kazuma and said with a smile, "This is my blessing."

Kazuma: "Thank you, Professor. Please walk slowly."

The professor nodded and left with a large group of followers.

Doctor Maeda, who is usually in charge of Kazuma's floor, turned to Kazuma and said, "When the professor finishes his inspection, I will arrange your examination, Kiryu-kun."

"No, Doctor Maeda, please arrange Kiryu-kun's examination now." The professor who had already left the room said, "I can see that Kiryu-kun is eager to return home."

"Okay, Professor." Dr. Maeda nodded. After watching the professor and colleagues leave, he turned back and smiled at Kazuma, "Teacher Kiryu, let's get started."

**

In the afternoon, Kazuma returned to the dojo he had not returned to for more than half a month.

Outside the door, he saw that all the cherry blossoms on the old cherry tree had fallen.

There was a drizzle in the sky, not enough to require an umbrella. The rain curtain caressed Kazuma's cheek, giving him a slight chill.

When entering the courtyard gate, Kazuma said softly: "I'm back."

Then the girls still behind him shouted together: "Welcome home!"

"It's so unprofessional. How can anyone say 'Welcome home' outside?" Kazuma complained.

Before he finished speaking, the door of Kiryu's house was opened from the inside. Hanayama Akira stuck his head out and smiled at Kazuma: "Welcome back, Master!"

Kazuma:……

It feels weird for a man to shout this!

Nishikiyama Heita came out from behind Hanayama Akira and looked at Kazuma: "Welcome back, Kiryu-kun."

Kazuma:?

Chiyoko took a step forward: "That's it, brother, I want to hold a welcome party, but I don't have enough people and money, so I asked them to come and help."

Kazuma: "You! I want to be the police chief! How can the Yakuza behave like they came out of my dojo?"

"Anxiety, peace of mind, Officer Shiratori and his two young men are here too.

"Besides, it was natural for Ms. Beichuan to stay at home before. She is the eldest daughter of the extreme, right? She is also the eldest daughter of Bai Fengfeng who crashed the entrance of our house. Brother, you didn't chase her away."

Kazuma was speechless by his sister, so he had to turn to Amao: "You just watch her act like this?"

Amao looked helpless: "I... am just a disciple of the dojo. But according to the rules of the dojo, when master is away, she will be the teacher."

When Kazuma thought about it, it seemed like there was this rule.

According to this rule, not only Amao couldn't stop Chiyoko, but Tamamo and Honami were all disciples, so they could only let Chiyoko do whatever she wanted.

Kazuma frowned, and Nishikiyama Heita was very happy to see Kazuma being in trouble: "Hahaha, Kiryu-kun has some people that he can't deal with. Come to think of it, when Kiryu-kun had a conflict with us, it was because of his sister. Oh, by the way. , I saw reporter Takashi Hanabusa on the way here today, and I brought him with me."

...Who the hell did you bring here?

Kazuma frowned, and then Hanabusa Takashi came out of the house, leaning against the entrance door, posing like a bohemian uncle: "Hey, Kazuma-kun, do you still like my latest report?"

Kazuma pouted.

To be honest, Kazuma quite liked Hanabusa Takashi's report on Kiryu Kazuma.

Who doesn’t like bragging about one’s own reports?

But there were too many exaggerations in that report, and all kinds of falsehoods. It can only be said that Hanabusa Takashi is the kind of reporter that Kazuma hates most in his life.

He can catch you and brag about it in exaggerated ways, and he can use the same method to blackmail you.

Just as Kazuma was about to speak, Hanabusa Takashi spoke up: "The readers of Weekly Fangchun like the reports about you very much, and based on the questionnaire sent back, the reader liaison department of the editorial department judged that you already have a specific group of fans. Yes, I will continue to publish reports about you in the future.

"As long as you are still doing good, I will be your ally. It's not bad to have a dog like me in the media industry, Kiryu-kun."

Kazuma glared at Hanabusa Takashi and was about to answer, but was interrupted again.

"Those investigative reporters who truly have a sense of justice will definitely annoy them if you enter the police force in the future." Hanabusa Takashi asserted.

Kazuma sneered: "I won't, I will carry out justice to the end."

"Then you don't have to worry about me anymore, right?" Hanabusa Takashi asked.

Kazuma thought about it and it seemed right.

"Okay, fine." Kazuma said, "But I don't allow you to run out and talk about exclusive interview rights. I don't give you this kind of power."

"Of course." Hanabusa Takashi shrugged.

At this time, Shiratori led his two sons out of the yard.

"Kazuma-kun, let me introduce to you that this is my eldest son Shiratori Kenichi, a fourth-year student at Meiji University, and this is my youngest son Shiratori Kenji, a second-year student at Waseda University."

While Kazuma looked at Shiratori's two sons, he thought to himself: It's okay to support them separately if they are private, but can the police department afford to support them together?

Before Kazuma could think about it, Shiratori Kenichi stepped forward and stretched out his hand to Kazuma: "Kiriyu-kun, I have admired you for a long time. My father has been telling us about your legend."

Kazuma held Shiratori Kenichi's hand: "I don't dare to be a legend. I just did what I was duty-bound to do."

"Hahaha, you are too powerful for your job. You are indeed a contemporary hero." Shiratori Ken smiled and said, "I originally wanted to come to Kiryu Dojo to study, but my father said that Kiryu-kun has not exempted me from all the teachings, so I had to give up. ."

He Ma laughed and said, "I'm not good at studying, so I'm just kidding."

"No, no, no, I believe Kiryu-kun will soon get the master's degree. When the time comes, I will come to learn from him as soon as possible."

"Okay, it's settled." After Kazuma finished speaking, he felt that the pleasantries were almost over, so he turned his attention to Shiratori Kenji - this Shiratori detective must have difficulty naming. It's a two-year system, otherwise I won't be able to graduate?

Shiratori Kenji is now constantly glancing behind Kazuma.

At this moment, Kazuma's impression of Detective Shiratori's youngest son was completely different.

Shiratori Kenichi understood Kazuma's thoughts at a glance, and immediately called to his younger brother: "Kenji! Come and say hello to Kiryu-kun!"

Shiratori Kenji came over in a hurry.

"My younger brother... plays more freely." Shiratori Kenichi said in a roundabout way.

Shiratori Kenji showed an awkward smile and stretched out his hand to Kazuma: "Teacher Kiryu's dojo is indeed as reported, with a cloud of beauties."

Kazuma held his hand and said with a smile: "Believe it or not, every one of the girls here can knock you down?"

Kazuma has already seen the entry for Shiratori Kenji's tenth level of expression on his head.

In fact, Chiyoko shouldn't be able to beat him, one level behind, but that's what Kazuma said.

Shiratori Kenji: "Maybe you can't tell, but I am too..."

"Isn't it a show style?" Kazuma was the first to say the style, "You can tell by the way you walk and the location of the calluses on your hands."

In fact, that's not the case. You can only tell by the way he walks and the cocoons that he practices kendo. It's nonsense to tell that the school is pure nonsense.

But it doesn't matter!

Kiryu and Makoto are now recognized as masters. Even Hiranaka Minoru believes that Kazuma has realized that the integration of mind and skills will definitely surpass him.

Experts say that if you can recognize it, you can.

However, Shiratori Kenji didn't recognize Kazuma, an expert. He asked with a look of disbelief: "Did my father tell you?"

Kazuma: "No. It seems you are not convinced of my strength."

"No, this..."

"Honami!" Kazuma called out to his strongest disciple softly, "Let's compete with this Shiratori Kenji-kun."

"Yes." Honami nodded without saying a word.

Shiratori Kenji looked surprised: "Is this...is this good?"

His father Shiratori stood behind him and said, "I think it's good, let's just think of it as a celebration for Kiryu-kun being discharged from the hospital."

"I understand." Shiratori Kenji took a deep breath, "Then, can I borrow the armor and bamboo sword from your dojo?"

Just when Kazuma was about to answer, Chiyoko said first: "The rent is two thousand yen per day, no counter-offer."

**

Half an hour later, both Honami and Shiratori Kenji put on their kendo uniforms, got ready for exercise, and stood face to face on the starting line temporarily taped in the dojo.

Senior Takamizawa, who had just returned from college, was standing by with a medical kit. She seemed to have naturally taken on the responsibility of Kendo Club Manager out of habit - it was wrong to say that, after all, she was working part-time at the Kiryu Dojo to earn rent.

Everyone in the Kiryu Dojo, Shiratori and his son, and Hanabusa Takashi were all sitting in a row at the edge of the dojo.

Kazuma sat alone under the plaque of the dojo, with a sword holder on each hand, an ukiyoe hanging behind one, and Nahoko Kawai in a swimsuit behind the other.

When it came to choosing a seat with Ma, he actually wanted to sit between Tamamo and Mikako.

It feels warmer there.

Nishikiyama Heita and Chiyoko served as the chief and deputy referees respectively, standing face to face on both sides of the battlefield.

"A martial arts competition, until the point is reached." Nishikiyama Heita said quite realistically, and then raised the small flag in his hand, "Ceremony!"

After the command was given, Honami and Shiratori Kenji pulled out the sheathed bamboo sword in their left hand, held it in the middle with both hands, and squatted down together.

This is the salute before a modern kendo duel.

Shiratori Kenji first introduced himself to his family: "Shingenryu, Shiratori Kenji!"

Honami hesitated for a moment, and then responded: "Kiryu-ryu, Nanjo Honami!"

He Ma was stunned, he didn't even have the right to pass it on, let alone create his own school.

However, Kazuma was still very happy that Honami reported to the school like this.

This is tantamount to publicly announcing to everyone, "I am a member of the Kiryu Dojo."

It's just that the name of "Kiryu-ryu" is a bit frustrating. In the future, when Kazuma can create his own style, he will definitely choose a cool name.

For example, there is something unparalleled in the world, and then each disciple has a sword that is unparalleled in the world.

Another example is the Hiten Sword Style. However, the name of this school is unlucky because the special skills of the Hiten Sword Style in "Rurouni Kenshin" require the apprentice to kill the master to learn them.

While Kazuma was complaining in his heart, the duel was still proceeding according to normal procedures.

After saluting, the two retreated to the starting line and waited for the referee's instructions to start the fight.

Nishikiyama Heita confirmed that both of them were ready before ordering: "Start!"

Shiratori Kenji made the first move and attacked Honami.

Then Honami used a clean cut and hit his gauntlet.

Moreover, Honami did not stop after hitting the gauntlet, and continued to thrust the bamboo knife forward. The tip of the bamboo knife penetrated the carcass and made a muffled sound.

And Shiratori Kenji stopped moving after being hit on the gauntlet - because he had already been beaten, there was no need to move anymore.

Obviously Honami is a true swordsman based on actual combat, and Shiratori Kenji is a competitive player.

Nishikiyama Heita raised the flag: "Nanjo Ippon."

Shiratori Kenji admired as he backed away: "What a fast sword."

"You are too slow." Honami responded coldly, "And stop when you are hit. If it were an actual battle, you would be dead. You just got hit in the hand. Please continue fighting."

"Isn't it right? Kendo is no longer a practical skill, right? We all use guns in real battles now, right?" Shiratori Kenji said.

Kazuma clearly saw Honami's expression of disdain under the mask.

At this time, Detective Shiratori opened his mouth to change the subject: "Kiryu-kun, your dojo has indeed converted to Beichen Itto-ryu."

Kazuma was very embarrassed because the plaque of Natural Rishin-ryu was hanging above his head.

Then he remembered that Honami had just announced her family status, so he had an idea and responded: "I think that only by learning from the strengths of other families can we understand the ultimate meaning of the sword. This plaque is only temporary, and I will replace it with my own in the future." Genre Plaque.”

Akira Shiratori smiled approvingly.

Nishikiyama Heita raised the flag: "Second round! Ready, start!"

This time, Shiratori Kenji did not rush to attack, but confronted Honami.

Honami took a mid-level stance and waited to see what would happen.

Shiratori Kenji suddenly said: "Miss Nanjo has such good conditions, it would be a pity to practice kendo. It would be great for a beautiful girl like you to learn ballet and play tennis. Why waste it on such a project full of men and the smell of sweat?" Youth. Swordsmanship and armor, don’t they smell?”

At that moment, Kazuma felt Honami's anger, and he immediately knew what trick Honami was going to use.

"Wait a minute!" he yelled.

However, Honami has already taken action.

Shiratori Kenji flew backwards.

At the same time, the bamboo sword in Honami's hand exploded with a snap as it was designed, removing most of the power of the tooth protrusion.

Kazuma took two steps forward, directly caught Shiratori Kenji who was flying over, spun him half a circle in the air to slow down, and finally threw him to the ground.

Shiratori Kenji seemed to be so frightened that he could not speak and lay on the ground in a daze.

Senior Sister Takamizawa ran over with a medical kit, skillfully took off her armor and began to examine the chest that was stabbed by a sudden stab.

As soon as she pressed it, Shiratori Kenji immediately screamed.

Nishikiyama Heita held a small flag, looked at the situation, and said in embarrassment: "This is my first time as a kendo referee. In this situation, should I call a foul, or should I call it a fair decision?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shiratori Kenji shouted: "Of course it's a foul! A vicious foul! I just win!"

Senior Sister Takamizawa pressed his chest again, and his words turned into screams.

Jinshan Heita did not judge, but looked at Kazuma.

At this time Shiratori Kenichi stood up and said, "Please sentence my brother to lose."

Shiratori Kenji immediately shouted: "Why? I don't accept it!"

"When you bury Miss Nanjo's hobbies, you lose - as a man." Shiratori Kenichi looked at his brother coldly.

"you!"

Akira Shiratori stood up: "That's enough! Remember this failure. Kiryu-kun, I'm sorry, my son showed you a joke."

Kazuma scratched his face: "No, Honami... the scoundrel actually used the killing move of a real sword to win the battle in the kendo competition and injured the young master. I am very sorry."

While Kazuma apologized, Honami also bowed to Shiratori Akira: "I'm very sorry."

"It's okay, my son is arrogant first, we all saw it." Shiratiao waved his hand, then looked down at his younger son, "Originally, like his elder brother, he was my proud son, but after he went to college, it seemed that I'm a little tired of playing with things. It would be nice if I could learn a lesson."

Shiratori Kenji loudly shouted his injustice: "I have lost my mind by playing with things. I have not failed in any subject, and I am also practicing kendo very hard..."

"But you didn't get an A in any subject." Shiratori Kenichi rudely complained about his younger brother, "I don't see anything to be proud of."

"I studied at Waseda! The subjects are super difficult! Although not as good as Keio or Todai..."

Honami: "I... am a first-year student at the Faculty of Political Science at Keio University."

Shiratori Kenji opened his mouth in an O shape.

Kazuma: "I am a Tokyo University student, and so is the guy over there with glasses and braids."

Shiratori Kenji looked at Tamamo in surprise.

Mikako raised her hand and said in English: "Don't look at me as stupid, I'm from the English Department of Sophia University."

Shiratori Kenji seemed to understand in an instant that being ordinary was the only answer.

At this time, a voice that sounded like Aoi Nonaka came from the yard: "Jinguji Temple! Are you there?"

Before she finished speaking, senior Meiyu appeared from the yard carrying a large bag of things.

"Ah? What's going on? Are you sparring? Is it really okay for you to do this as soon as you get out of the hospital, Kiryu?"

Kazuma pointed at senior Miu Amanaka: "Senior, which university are you from?"

"Wow, you've evolved to the point where you can't see me, so why don't you just come to this step?" Miu Amanaka sighed and took out her student ID card skillfully, "I'm a third-year student at the University of Tokyo Law School, is that okay? Someone come and pick up the stuff, this is the meat and egg milk I called my hometown to ask for, it’s very heavy!”

Amao got up quickly and went over to take the things.

Chiyoko: "Put it in the kitchen. We just have a barbecue tonight, so you can use it directly."

Kazuma: "Can our family afford a barbecue? Isn't charcoal very expensive?"

"Oh, winter is over. I found that because we used it more sparingly, we have a lot of extra charcoal left. It's no problem!"

Kazuma said "Oh".

Mikako raised her hands: "Okay! It's BBQ!"

Akira Shiratori sighed: "You have to use the charcoal left over from the winter to have a barbecue. Kiryu-kun, your family situation is more difficult than you imagined."

"Yeah." Kazuma also shrugged, "The tuition alone is a lot of money."

For a moment, Kazuma wanted to ask Shiratori how he could support his two sons in college at the same time, especially since his younger son was a fun-loving guy who spent a lot of money.

But in the end, Kazuma still didn't ask.

At this time, someone else came around the dojo from the courtyard.

"It's so lively." Said Kitagawa Saori, she suddenly stopped and stared at Nishikiyama Heita, but then she seemed to decide to pretend not to see Nishikiyama Heita, "Kazuma, congratulations on being discharged from the hospital!"

Kazuma looked at Kitagawa Saori and joked: "You congratulate someone on being discharged from the hospital, don't you bring a gift?"

"Hey, do you want it? How about I sing a song for you?"

Kazuma: "Sing later, come here, I have a gift for you."

Kitagawa Saori stared at Kazuma in confusion and put on a defensive posture: "What are you going to do? You don't want to give me that kind of clothes, do you? I won't wear it!"

"What are you thinking about? Didn't your hairpin fall off in the battle last time? I just passed by the shopping street on my way back and picked one out for you."

Kitagawa Saori looked at Kazuma suspiciously: "You... go to a shopping street in a community like this to choose gifts for girls? Are you serious?"

Kazuma: "Where else can I choose a gift?"

"This...this is Tokyo, there are so many big stores!"

"Do you think I can afford to buy things from big stores?" Kazuma asked, "Gifts are meaningless if you don't buy them with your own money, right?"

Saori Kitagawa raised his eyebrows: "Hmm... It seems reasonable. But let me explain, if the hairpin doesn't look good, I won't wear it!"

Kazuma smiled and took the beautifully packaged small bag from Tamamo: "Are you stupid? Of course I am not the only one who chose it. There are so many girls who provide me with reference opinions."

"You, normally you wouldn't speak out even if there are other girls for reference, right?" Kitagawa Saori shook his head and sighed, "Do you know how to pick up girls? Come on, bring it, let me see Let’s see what it looks like.”

Kazuma: "Come here and I'll put it on for you."

"No! Just bring it and I'll wear it myself if I like it!"

Kazuma had no choice but to give the exquisite little bag to Kitagawa Saori.

Kitagawa tore off the strap with a snap and took out the hairpin.

"This is... red bean?" She looked at the three red beads on the hairpin, "Red bean gave birth to the southern country? You..."

Kitagawa Saori's face suddenly turned red.

Only then did Kazuma react.

He didn't think much about it, asked the girls for their opinions, and then adopted Jinguji Tamamo's suggestion.

Only now did he realize the meaning of red beans. The last sentence of Wang Wei's "Lovesickness" is "This thing is the most lovesick". As a Chinese, he didn't think of it immediately, which was disqualifying.

He glared at Tamamo, who smiled and said, "Isn't that pretty good?"

Kitagawa Saori glanced at Tamamo and sighed: "What, is it actually Danzi's opinion? I've been tricked. Have some snacks, Kazuma, aren't you a student at Tokyo University? You don't even know such a famous Tang poem?"

He Ma frowned: "Why don't I know? Let me tell you, this poem has a subtitle, called Jiang Shang Presents Li Guinian. This Li Guinian is a man, a musician. Wang Wei is bidding farewell to his good brother, do you think where it goes?"

Kitagawa Saori was stunned: "Uh...this..."

"Can lovesickness only happen between men and women?" Kazuma continued to question, "Lovesickness can also happen between good brothers!"

Kitagawa Shaxuri held it in for a long time, unable to say a word to refute, so he could only give up: "Okay! I was wrong! I am a good brother!"

She said angrily, and at the same time fiddled with the bangs on her forehead and put up the hairpin.

It seems that she quite likes this hairpin.

Wait a minute...

Kazuma came back to his senses again—for the second time.

He looked at Tamamo.

Tamamo smiled and said, "Isn't that pretty good?"

At this time Kitagawa Saori's attention turned to the first half of the broken bamboo sword on the ground, and Shiratori Kenji who had just treated the bruise: "What's going on? Why did Nanjo hit this man? Who is he?"

Kazuma: "He is Shiratori Kenji, the youngest son of Detective Shiratori. He is a sophomore at Waseda University. Honami just got angry and beat him away."

Kitagawa Saori said "Hey" and turned to look at Honami.

"Is Nanjo so powerful? How about I fight her and see?"

After Saori Kitagawa finished speaking, Honami shook her head: "No. I want to reflect on my impulse just now, and it's getting late. It's time to prepare for tonight's barbecue party."

"That's it." Saori Kitagawa shrugged, and then noticed the word barbecue, "Wait, what are we doing tonight? BBQ? Is this good? Let people who have just recovered and been discharged from the hospital eat such...such intense food .”

Kazuma: "Isn't that pretty good?"

"Well... you think it's okay." Kitagawa Saori licked his lips, "But your family doesn't have money to buy any good meat, right? I'll call the farmer under my care to send some?"

"Who said there is no good meat?" Miu Amanaka, a senior who had just sent the meat to the kitchen with Amao, rushed back. "Although my family mainly raises horses, there are also a lot of cattle! Compared to Matsuzaka Snowflake cattle, Not bad!”

"Really? The barbecue also requires fruits and vegetables. Did your family also deliver them?"

Miyu Amanaka patted her chest: "Of course! Everything except green peppers!"

...why except green pepper?

Mikako also noticed this problem, so she said with a smile: "Sister Miu, you are so picky that you don't eat green peppers! You are just a child!"

"That's not true!" The little senior student retorted loudly.

Saori Kitagawa: "Then I'll ask the farmer my family takes care of to drive over and deliver some green peppers."

"No sending!" Miu Amanaka opened her arms and guarded the door leading to the entrance where the phone was placed.

Honami suddenly said: "Let's order some green peppers, vitamins can be used for beauty."

"Cucumber is enough for vitamins!" Amanaka Miyu put the brains of a college student to good use!

Everyone in the dojo burst out laughing.