I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma got off the Nanjo family's bulletproof car and looked over the fence of his home at the lush old cherry trees.

It always feels like the last time I came home from the hospital was just yesterday.

Chiyoko opened the door and came out, still wearing her school uniform. She had obviously just gotten out of school.

"I'm back. Yesterday, someone put Qingliu Liu's luggage in front of our house and left. I have taken it all to Qingliu Liu's room on the second floor! I also decorated the room well! "

After saying that, Chiyoko walked out of the entrance hall, stood in front of the house and looked up at the second floor. She pointed at one of the windows and said, "Look! I changed the curtains to ones with white clouds and birds. Seiruru likes flying the most, right?" "

Kazuma looked up at the curtains and muttered: "Aren't the original plaid curtains good? New curtains are not cheap...this money..."

Chiyoko stepped on Kazuma's toes, telling him to shut up.

She took Qingliu's hand: "Let's go, I'll take you to see the new room! I cleaned it very carefully yesterday, and even brought Tamamo over to check. There is absolutely no dust at all!"

Seiryu glanced at Kazuma, who was dragged away by Chiyoko with a look of helplessness on his face.

Mikako: "Okay! Let's continue the banquet tonight! As expected, we will have a banquet to celebrate our return!"

Kazuma: "No, the useless charcoal saved in the winter has been burned out last time. There is no charcoal to use..."

"Hey, the banquet doesn't necessarily have to be a barbecue. There's food and wine—I mean, just juice!"

Kazuma suddenly had a premonition that Mikako would immediately become an alcoholic when she reached the age where she could drink.

He reminded Mikako: "Our family only has a simple diet, unless you plan to eat bird's nest or other supplements throughout the banquet."

"You don't have to worry about this!" Hanayama Akira came out of the entrance, "Teacher Kiryu, I have already prepared it! It will be delivered soon!"

Damn it, you are indeed there. Are you a party host?

"Huashan Jun, I appreciate your enthusiasm, but I can't bear to feel that you always eat for nothing..."

"Teacher Kiryu, I told my dad. My dad said that it is a good thing to befriend a young hero like Teacher Kiryu, and he will fully support me!" Mr. Hanayama patted his chest, "So leave it to me. Banquet! I spend money like water, if I don’t hold a banquet for Mr. Kiryu, I will spend it elsewhere.”

At this moment, Kazuma wanted to beat him.

Hang him up on a streetlight on behalf of the proletariat.

Forget it, if you are taken advantage of, you will get nothing for nothing.

Kazuma waved his hand: "Okay, let's start the banquet."

Mikako: "Yeah!"

Amao came here on his bicycle at this time, probably just returning from work.

"Master, Detective Shiratori's car seems to be not far behind me. It should be arriving soon."

When Kazuma heard this, he stretched his head and glanced behind Amao, and sure enough he saw Detective Shiratori's simple car turning the far corner and driving this way.

Honami whispered in Kazuma's ear: "Detective Shiratori is here at this time. Could something happen again?"

"No, it may be that he brought the knife back." Kazuma replied, and when he tilted his head, he smelled the faint fragrance of white plum.

Amao was about to say something when he saw the Suzuki steward opening the trunk of the car and hurriedly said: "I'll move these supplements."

He parked his bicycle next to the entrance and locked it, then took the box containing supplements from the Suzuki butler and went inside.

Detective Shiratori's car drove to a stop in front of everyone. Detective Shiratori opened the door and came down. He nodded to Kazuma: "It seems that he is recovering well."

"I'd like to lend you your kind words."

While they were talking, Detective Gao Shan opened the back seat door and took out three knives bundled together.

"All of them have been maintained by professional knifemakers." Shiratori glanced at the three knives, "I sent them all over, and you can handle the rest by yourselves."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hakumine Haruyu ran out of the entrance wearing new slippers, took out his own Suikiki Haruyu from the three swords and held it in his arms.

Kazuma smiled: "Why are you so anxious? No one is snatching your knife."

Shiramine Seiryu glanced at Kazuma: "You're not going to steal it? You obviously stole the beloved sword of your best friend Konma Kenichi before."

"I'm holding the Sekiki Seimei, but I can't hear the sound of the sword." Kazuma shrugged, "So there's nothing I can do about it. Also, Konma-kun gave Murasame to me himself, I didn't snatch it from him."

While talking to Ma, Honami took the sword room handed over by the Suzuki butler and took a step forward to stand in front of Shiramine Haru: "I personally selected this sword room. The pattern is hydrangeas and flying birds. I hope you like it."

Qingliu glanced at the knife room and swallowed: "I have no money now..."

"This is a gift, a gift for recovery." Honami said, taking the knife out of Haruyu's arms, putting it into the knife room, then tied the opening of the knife room with a fancy knot, and then returned it to Qingliu.

Seiryu watched Honami do this the whole time, and it seemed that she was not worried about Honami taking the knife away at all.

Kazuma recalled how Seiryu hurriedly came over and snatched the knife into his arms, thinking, am I so untrustworthy?

Seiryu held the knife in the beautiful knife room and glanced at Kazuma: "I...can I put the knife in my room?"

"Of course." Kazuma smiled, "There should be extra knife holders at home... in the dojo, just ask Chiyoko to give you one. Remember to hang a painting behind the knife..."

Before Kazuma finished speaking, Honami took the hanging scroll from Suzuki's butler and unfolded it in front of Haru: "This is a picture of birds hitting the waves that I asked a famous painter to draw. It must be very suitable for you."

Qingliu looked at the picture, then at Kazuma, and when he saw Kazuma nodding, he carefully accepted the picture.

It looks like Seiruru has been knocked unconscious by Honami's silver bullet offensive! Is this the female politician of the future?

"Then...I'll put the sword away." After saying this, Seiryu bowed to Honami, then ran away holding the painting and the sword.

Her voice calling Chiyoko came from the entrance: "Chiyoko, Kazuma said I can ask you for a knife rest..."

Kazuma scratched his head and looked at Honami: "Well, I have just recovered. Have you..."

Honami patted his shoulder gently, smiled and walked into the house.

"Don't just pat me on the shoulder, where is my recovery gift?" Kazuma shouted shamelessly, "I also want a new knife room and a new hanging painting..."

Just as he was talking, Detective Gao Shan came up and stuffed two knives into He Ma's arms: "What else do you want? Just be satisfied."

Just as Kazuma was about to say something, Detective Takayama turned around and left. Detective Shiratori looked at Kazuma: "Being greedy will lead to retribution."

Kazuma: "The Riddler, please get out of Gotham City."

"The Riddler?" Shiratori raised his eyebrows, "I do know about Gotham City. My youngest son likes Batman. Forget it, it's not important. I'm here to tell you that this matter is basically over. Serial suicide The case and the Kandagawa Police Station bombing case have been closed, and the search headquarters has been disbanded. In addition, the Fukuju Gang and the Shinkenkai seem to have reached a truce, and the Minato area has calmed down."

Kazuma: "Is it really over?"

"I know what you mean. Aramaki will probably continue to pursue Welfare Technology, but obviously Welfare Technology has taken care of most of the upper levels, and Aramaki alone can't make any waves for the time being."

Akira Shiratori changed the subject: "Summer is coming, enjoy your ordinary life and stop thinking about those things. You have done enough for Tokyo. There are so many perfect girls in your family, so you should do some summer work. What a great job.”

Kazuma looked back. He originally thought that the person next to him was Mikako, but then he found that it had been replaced by Jinguji Tamamo. In the yard behind Tamamo, Mikako could be vaguely heard bleating.

He and Tamamo looked at each other, then nodded to Shiratori: "I understand, I just have family matters to worry about."

"Sending Bai Feng to music high school? We really can't let the Nanjo Foundation sponsor it. This kind of foundation likes to support some artists." Detective Shiratori shrugged and opened the car door again.

Kazuma stopped him: "Do you have anything else to do? Why don't you stay and have fun?"

Shiratiao and Gao Shan looked at each other, hesitated, and closed the car door: "That's fine. If you invite me personally, you still have to give me the honor."

Kazuma smiled.

Tamamo: "I think we can invite the great reporter Hanabusa Takashi and Nishikiyama Santo. They also contributed to this incident, so we should treat them to a banquet."

Kazuma nodded.

Tamamo: "Then I'll make a call."

Kazuma: "Everyone from the kendo club and Miss Ganzhong are also invited?"

"Do you think it's appropriate to involve ordinary people in such a banquet?" Tamamo asked, "Although Hanayama-kun is also an ordinary person involved, he has been guarding the dojo these days when Chiyoko and Amao go to school. You are no longer considered an outsider."

Kazuma thought for a while and agreed with Tamamo.

Tamamo smiled and went into the house to make a phone call.

Detective Shiratori walked up to Kazuma and patted Kazuma on the shoulder: "You have worked hard too. These two are not fuel-efficient."

Kazuma wanted to ask "which two", but after thinking about it, he felt that this question would be too self-deceiving.

At this time, Mikako's voice came from the yard: "Qingliu Liu, have you put the knife away? Come and compete with us in tree climbing!"

"Huh? Why should I compete with you in climbing trees?"

"Of course it's to determine which one of us is faster! Come on, come on!"

Just listening to the noise of the girls, Kazuma couldn't help but smile. He took a step forward and was about to go to the backyard to see what Mikako was doing again when he heard someone panting coming from a distance.

He looked back and saw that it was Hinami Ricai.

"Master! Congratulations on being discharged from the hospital!"

Kazuma: "Oh. I almost forgot that there is a person like you in the dojo."

"No, Master, you are going too far!"

Kazuma smiled and said, "Are you very busy with the student union work recently?"

"Fortunately, this student union is coming to an end, and it's mainly about finishing work. But..." Hinami Rina paused, and a hint of sadness suddenly appeared on his expression, "But Higashiide-kun passed away suddenly. He, as a The vice president is very capable."

Kazuma originally had a smile on his lips, but when he heard Hinami Rina's words, the smile suddenly disappeared.

At this moment, Kazuma seemed to be hallucinating again, seeing the blood-red sea of ​​flowers on the other side. But this time there were not many dead souls looking at him, only a solitary dead soul.

In the distance, you can see the torii gate erected in the water. Countless river lanterns float along the river to the torii gate and into the distance.

"Master?" Hinami Rina grabbed Kazuma's shoulders and pulled him out of the hallucination, "What's wrong with you, Master?"

Kazuma forced a smile: "It's nothing. I suddenly thought of what happened when I just met Higashiide-kun. How is his little girlfriend Mariina?"

Hinami Rina nodded: "I have been paying attention to Marina. She seems to be determined to do something and is studying hard."

"That's good." Kazuma breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his persuasion to the girl was still effective.

In this way, Higashiide-kun's spirit in heaven should be a little comforting.

One day, the welfare technology must be completely destroyed, and the head of Aikawa Horataka, the culprit of all, will be used to pay tribute to Higashiide-kun and all the innocent people killed by them.

While Kazuma was secretly making up his mind, Hinami Rina came over and hugged his arm: "Master, don't be so serious! Haven't you already exonerated the person who killed Higashiide-kun? He must be able to rest in peace, let's go Go play! I'm busy with student union affairs and attending cram schools these days, and I'm almost exhausted!"

Hinami Rina dragged Kazuma towards the backyard.

Akira Shiratori and his partner Takayama looked at each other and said, "Are you envious?"

Detective Gao Shan: "I'm not jealous. I'll be so stressed when I have to make a choice after this. Please spare me."

Shiratori Akira burst out laughing.

**

After nightfall, Jinshan and others came to Kiryu Dojo, and the backyard was bustling with activity.

Although Mikako didn't drink at all, she was already in a drunken state: "Let me tell you! I competed with Seiruru in the evening, and I climbed faster! Kazuma also swore that Seiruru was faster. ,eccentric!"

Qingliu looked like "I'm too lazy to care about you" as she hugged her guitar and drank juice.

"Hey Qingliu," Mikako came over and hugged her, pushing her cheek to the side with her chest muscles, "You are obviously so light, how come you can't climb as fast as me?"

"That's because my hands are shorter than yours." Qingliu retorted.

"Hehehe, it's not just your hands that are short."

Qingliu rolled her eyes and didn't want to talk to Mikako.

As a result, Mikako took advantage of her and grabbed her armpits from behind and lifted her up high.

"Mikako!" Haruyu roared in embarrassment and pulled out the knife hidden in her guitar, "I'm going to kill you!"

"Damn it, Makoto! I surrender! Qingliu Liu, I surrender!" Mikako put down the man, then jumped onto the mountain and sat down in one breath. She was a hero who gave in.

Qingliu looked at Mikako who was kneeling on the ground in a very standard manner, and could only sigh and put away the knife: "I don't really want to chop anyone."

"I knew Qingliu was a good person." Mikako got up and hugged her, squeezing Qingliu's cheeks with her breasts, "Qingliu is the cutest!"

Kazuma watched Mikako making a fuss, thinking that with people like her around, he would never have to worry about the banquet not being exciting.

As soon as he turned away, he saw Jinguji Tamamo coming out of the dojo holding a bamboo pole for drying clothes, and seemed to be hanging the wind chime in his hand under the eaves.

Kazuma: "Is that the wind chime given by Konma and Komoriyama?"

"Yes, when you listen to the wind chimes like this, it feels like Konma and Komoriyama are here too."

Shiratori was sitting under the cherry blossom tree that was no longer in bloom, drinking from a wine glass. When he heard Tamamo's words, he laughed and said, "Konama is the son of the Osaka Prefecture's Konma Police Inspector. Why do you say it like he's dead?" It’s the same.”

Jinguji smiled and said, "You're just kidding. Usually, Ma Lai and I complain about me at this time."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I took Hema Jun's job. I'll punish myself with a drink!" Shiratiao said, filling himself up and gulping down.

He seemed to be in a pretty good mood too.

Kazuma: "Is Yukio Konma promoted to the Police Department?"

"It was about to be promoted. After all, the original police force was about to withdraw. Then the Osaka incident is over and everything will go smoothly." Detective Shiratori spread his hands and put down his wine glass.

Nishikiyama Heita picked up the wine pot and poured wine for Shiratori while saying: "As long as the professional team survives, there will always be a promotion, unlike some eternal police department-san."

"I will be promoted too." Shiratiao waved his hand.

"Do you mean the two-level special promotion?" Hanabusa Takashi, who was sitting on a piece of plastic sheet, joked.

The so-called two-level special promotion means that after a person dies in the line of duty, he is promoted to two levels in a row to receive a pension.

Shiratiao rolled his eyes at the reporter: "You crow's mouth, I mean the upgrade before retirement."

If a criminal police officer like Shiratori who starts from the grassroots level performs well in his career, he can get a higher rank before retiring and receive more pension.

And if you have made meritorious service in your career, you will probably be assigned to serve as a consultant to a police-related company or some foundation.

Kazuma was listening to the conversation of the three "social people" and couldn't get a word in for a while.

At this time he suddenly heard the doorbell ringing.

Everyone turned to look in the direction of the entrance. However, the entrance was not directly visible from Kiryu's yard and was blocked by a corner of the house.

"I'll go take a look." Jinguji Tamamo handed Amao the bamboo pole on which the wind chime had just been hung, and turned around and went into the house - it was the formal way to greet him at the door from inside the house.

Shiratori glanced at Kazuma: "Did you invite anyone else?"

"No, they're all here." Kazuma shrugged, "It's not like they're acquaintances at the dojo. They don't know how to ring the doorbell and just go around to the yard."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wakamiya Daisuke, who had just gone to the toilet, hurried out of the dojo and said to the men sitting on the plastic sheets in the yard, "It's Shibaita Hisashi!"

Kazuma frowned.

Bai Niao directly held down his leg: "Don't move, let's see why you're here first."

Hanabusa Takashi gestured to Wakamiya Daisuke: "Get the camera ready."

"You tell me." Daisuke Wakamiya took out the miniature camera used for "secret collection" and held it under his arm.

At this time, Jinguji Tamamo guided Shibata Taku through the dojo and into the courtyard.

Jinguji Tamamo: "Lawyer Shibata Hisashi said that he wanted to see Master Kiryu if he had something to do."

Kazuma didn't stand up either. He just sat on the plastic sheet and looked at Shibabu Tajiu who was standing next to him: "If you have something to say, tell me quickly. If you have anything to say, hurry up and fart."

Shibaudajiu smiled at Kazuma: "That's it. Mr. Kiryu has recovered and been discharged from the hospital. On behalf of Mr. Horataka Aikawa, the chairman of Welfare Technology, I would like to express my feelings. This is a gift personally selected by Chairman Aikawa."

As he spoke, Shiba Ikuta took a beautiful gift box from the follower behind him, held it in both hands and handed it forward.

"A little thought is not a sign of respect."

Just as Kazuma was about to speak, Shiramine Haruru, who was sitting not far from Shiba Ikuta, pulled out the knife from his guitar with a swipe and cut the gift in the middle.

The next moment, white 10,000 yen notes spurted out of the box and scattered all over the floor.

Shiba Ikuta smiled for a long time, as if the development of this matter was exactly what he wanted.

He handed the empty gift box back to the follower, and then bowed to Kiryu Kazuma: "It seems that someone is very unwelcome to me, so I will leave now and not disturb you to enjoy the night."

Kazuma: "Take your things back!"

Shiba Ikuta turned around and left as if he hadn't heard.

Mikako reached out and grabbed Sansheng's clothes: "Kazuma told you to take your things back! Didn't you hear?"

Only then did Shiba Ikuta stop and looked at Mikako with a half-smile: "The gift has already been opened, how can there be any reason to take the opened gift back?"

"You!" Mikako looked like she wanted to give Shibata Kuta a taste of the Sophia University Kendo Club member's fist.

Jinguji Tamamo stopped Mikako and took off Mikako's hand that was holding Shibata Taku's suit.

"Lawyer Shibao, please walk slowly." Jinguji said to Shibao Tianjiu with a smile, "I won't send it away."

Shiba Ikuta nodded and left with his deputy.

Seiryu lowered his head and said to Kazuma, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it when I saw his face."

Kazuma waved his hand: "I wanted to beat him just now."

Chiyoko looked like she was about to drool, staring at the big pile of banknotes on the ground: "What about this money? There are...how many millions are there?"

Shiratori: "I still don't know where the money came from. I bet as long as you take the money to deposit in the bank, trouble will come immediately. Even if you can deduce that the money was given by Welfare Technology, all parties They will also think that you accepted the money from Welfare Technology and established a de facto alliance."

Kazuma scratched his head: "What if I pack it up and go back?"

"That's one way, but others will wonder, 'Have we all withdrawn?'" Honami said, "In this case, all parties will generally assume that the two are related, and it may be a deliberate act. But I have A good way to deal with it.”

Kazuma: "Tell me about it."

"There are reporters here," Honami glanced at Hanafusa Takashi with a smile, "What do you think of the title 'The hero burned the bribe sent by Welfare Technology'?"

Hanabusa Takashi: "No, I will use '100 million yen wiped out in ashes' as the title. Although it doesn't look like 100 million yen, but whatever!"

Shiratori was speechless: "If you do this, it will be a complete challenge. I think it's fine to pack it up and send it back. It's okay to be suspected of being deliberately staged. It's better to say that this way, welfare technology will not come for a while. It's a good thing to cause trouble for you."

Kazuma shook his head: "No, I will never compromise with the mastermind behind the scenes, never."

Shiratiao stared at him for a few seconds and sighed: "Gold can be broken by hardness, and water can be made whole by softness. That's all, you are a hero."

Kazuma accepted the compliment and waved his hand: "Amao, put all the money together! Get it in the yard!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wind suddenly picked up, and the wind blew all the ten thousand yuan banknotes originally piled on the edge to the dirt floor of the yard.

The wind swirled and rolled up the banknotes that were originally scattered far away, and finally piled them up in a pile in the center of the yard.

Everyone stared at this vision in stunned silence, except for Kazuma who glanced at Miyadera Tamamo.

Tamamo loosened her grip, hid her hands in the sleeves of her kimono, and smiled at him.

Kazuma curled his lips: "Amao, go to the kitchen to get..."

Before he finished speaking, Hanabusa Takashi stepped forward with vodka and poured it on the pile of things.

He threw the vodka bottle into the pile, struck a match and held it in his hand, turning to look at Kazuma.

Kazuma stepped forward, took the still burning match, flicked it towards the pile of banknotes.

Daisuke Wakamiya held the camera and kept taking pictures.

Chiyoko opened her mouth wide and watched the matches fall towards the pile of money.

Kazuma saw his sister's expression and thought that when he copied songs for her in the future, he would definitely copy "I Want Five Thousand Trillion Yen".

The fire burst into flames.

Detective Shiratori sighed: "Come on, now I'm on your chariot too. Aramaki-kun must be very happy."

He came to the fire, took a cigarette in his mouth, picked up a half-burned ten thousand yen, and lit it with the fire on it.

Then he flicked his fingers, and the yen spun and fell into the fire, turning into ashes and disappearing.

Daisuke Wakamiya seized the time to record this series of moments on film.

A teenager, a middle-aged reporter, and an old guy who is about to retire.

In front of them, the flames of the Japanese yen burned brightly.