I teach kendo in Tokyo

The next day, Kazuma followed Mikako into Sophia University.

In my previous life, the university where I studied with Ma was right next to the School of Foreign Languages—University Town, the new campus is very close to each other. Kazuma's impression of the outer courtyard is that there are many beauties.

Every time Kazuma expresses this impression, he will deliberately pause to emphasize the following.

In fact, this started to take shape when we were divided into classes in high school. There were five girls in Hema's physics class. They were called five golden flowers, but they were actually one golden flower and its four green leaves.

Then there were five boys in the English class upstairs, and there wasn’t even a substitute for the inter-class basketball game.

The boys in the physics class have nothing to do but hang out with the five guys upstairs having sex every day.

Because of this experience in his previous life, Kazuma originally entered Sophia University with great expectations.

After walking a hundred meters through the door, there was indeed a beautiful girl, but this beautiful girl was my childhood sweetheart Mikako.

Other than that, I didn’t even see a few girls.

Kazuma couldn't help but stop Mikako: "Is this the campus of Sophia University? Why are all the old men walking on the school road?"

"What, you actually came to see the beautiful girl? That's the wrong college. This is a department of Germanic languages. There are more girls studying French, on the Latin side."

Kazuma was shocked: "Is there still such a thing?"

"Because of "The Rose of Versailles."" Mikako shrugged, "And there are many girls in Arabic who got into the exam after watching Daughter of the Nile."

Kazuma: "Modern Arabic and Egyptian are two different things. They will still have language problems when they travel back in time after learning!"

It would be better to say that in the era of "Daughter of the Nile", the ancestors of the Arabs were slaves...

"There is also the School of Liberal Arts. There are a lot of girls there. Do you want to go and see Heima?"

"I'm not going." Kazuma said seriously, "I just want to see you."

Mikako chuckled.

At this time, someone greeted her: "Hey, Miss Foreign Minister, is this the future prime minister?"

He Ma Xunsheng went out and saw a man wearing glasses. He immediately decided to go up: "No, he is the future police chief. He may serve as the Minister of Justice after retiring."

The man with glasses obviously didn't expect to be answered like this and was stunned.

Mikako punched Kazuma in the ribs: "Stop adding to my legend! I'll cry for you!"

Kazuma: "What does it matter? You even said that your best friend will be the prime minister and you will be the foreign minister. The situation will not be worse, unless you say you want that day..."

Kazuma makes a sharp turn directly:

"A relative of the Emperor!"

It's a good thing. The modern Japanese emperor is just a mascot, but he is not someone who can be ridiculed casually.

Unless Kazuma succeeds in leading Japan to an unimagined path in the future and completes all the national policy trees.

Mikako directly came up and pinched Kazuma's cheek: "What do you mean there is no difference! If you say so, I will go to Tokyo University and Tamamo to come out of the Shura field, so that you can also experience the feeling of not being able to wash away even if you jump in Tokyo Bay! "

Kazuma thought to himself that it didn't matter to me, because Seiryu went to Tokyo University every day in April to wait for me to finish school, and I had become a scumbag who was in two different situations, one of which was an elementary school girl.

At this time, the man with glasses coughed awkwardly, attracting the attention of Kazuma and Mikako to him.

"It turns out to be Fujii-san's boyfriend-san."

Mikako was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that she was pressing her whole body against Kazuma just to pinch Kazuma's cheek.

She chuckled, and without clarifying, she let go of Kazuma's cheek and directly picked up his arm.

Kazuma pouted, Mikako was actually equipped with equipment with iron hoops today.

She used to be a soft-core person and said it was uncomfortable to have iron hoops.

Speaking of which, she was dressed very formally today, with a tube skirt and high heels, and she also chose 40 denier stockings.

The iron hoop style is probably used to shape the body and make the figure hotter.

This guy is wearing all his clothes as a shirt.

Do you really want to win the argument against that professor?

However, Kazuma discovered a flaw in Mikako's outfit: she didn't wear perfume.

I probably forgot.

Kazuma's nose was not as strengthened as his eyes and ears, but he could still smell the faint smell of sweat emanating from Mikako's body.

After all, it is still quite hot in early September.

Mikako didn't know what Kazuma was thinking at all. She was bragging to the man with glasses: "My boyfriend is very fierce. He has killed more than 100 Yakuza and bad guys combined, and he even chopped Lei with a knife!"

Man with glasses: "Cut thunder with a sword... So he is the reincarnation of Tachibana Michyuki? It turns out that Fujii-san likes this style of topic..."

"No, no, I saw it with my own eyes." Mikako shook her head, "Forget it, no one will believe it anyway."

Kazuma: "Actually, I showed her the Tesla discharge device I made and performed it appropriately."

"Is it a scientific device? Are you also a college student?"

Kazuma was stunned for a moment, wondering why there are still people who don't know about me, Kazuma Kiryu, but then I thought about it. In this era, there is no Internet, and information dissemination relies entirely on newspapers and TV news. If you only read the international version, it’s normal if you don’t recognize them.

Kazuma: "I am a student at the Faculty of Law at the University of Tokyo. I just enrolled this spring."

Megazite proudly added: "He and I went to watch the show together. He was so nervous that he had a stomachache and couldn't even stand up."

"Damn, that's obviously you, okay!"

"I'm famous for having a big heart. How could such a thing happen? If you don't believe me, ask me about my glasses. If you believe me, will I be so nervous that I can't stand up?"

Mikako said with a smile.

The man with glasses looked very embarrassed. He pushed up his glasses and said, "I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Huh? Why are you leaving? The first period is international relations. Let's go to the classroom together!"

"I, I left my textbooks in the club office!" Glasses turned around and ran away in a hurry.

Mikako blinked: "Isn't he holding the textbook in his hand?"

Kazuma: "Are you really unable to see it or are you pretending that you can't see it?"

"Fake." Mikako said simply, then squinted at Kazuma, "You may not know that I rejected the confessions of five boys in high school."

"real or fake?"

"It's true, but the strange thing is that the people who came to confess are not from my class, nor from the Kendo Club, nor from your class... Could it be because the people from the two classes and the Kendo Club, Do you all know that we have been stuck together?"

Kazuma laughed out loud: "No, I think I know your true nature. Those who confess are all those who look at you from a distance and don't know your true nature. You guys are super lethal just by looking at your appearance."

"What are you talking about! Isn't my character indestructible? What a good character I have!"

He Ma nodded repeatedly: "Your character is also very lethal. The last time I was shot in the stomach was a knife, and you almost stabbed me with another hole."

Mikako looked at Kazuma: "...You actually remember it until now?"

"Because it hurts."

"Then...I'm sorry. You have to tell me when something like this happens. It's not like you don't know that I'm unreasonable. If you teach me a lesson, I'll be honest."

"So after that, I will often flick your forehead. Well, we have been stuck in the middle of the road for a long time. If we stick around for a while, we will become one of the attractions of Sophia University."

"Oh yes, I still have to go to class."

Mikako let go of Kazuma's arm and was about to take a step when Kazuma grabbed her and took out the antiperspirant spray from the bag she was carrying and gave it to her: "You are fully armed, but you forgot to spray perfume. You're going to make a fool of yourself if you're so restless. When the diplomatic talks begin, the diplomat across the table smells sweat before they even begin."

Mikako suddenly blushed, took the antiperspirant spray and sprayed it, muttering: "Although I like to sweat, the smell of sweat is not that strong, okay?"

After spraying, Mikako returned the spray can to Kazuma, then lowered her head and smelled herself.

"What does your spray smell like?"

"I don't know. I'll use whatever scent Chiyoko puts in my mouth. The previous one has been used up. I remember it was the gardenia scent. I'll take a look at this new one..." Kazuma said and picked up the scent. He looked at the jar and said, "Um...this jar is cologne type."

Although cologne can also generally refer to perfume with a lower concentration of fragrance, it is obvious that the fragrance type written on the can refers to the fragrance type of specialized men's perfume.

Mikako had a complicated expression on her face and lowered her head to smell it: "Hmm...it smells okay? I thought the cologne smelled a little like tobacco."

"No, the tobacco smell is probably the residue of smoking."

Mikako raised her head and said to Kazuma: "Come and smell it, do you feel anything weird?"

Kazuma moved closer to Mikako and sniffed.

It just smells quite fresh.

"Okay?" Kazuma wasn't sure either.

Mikako lowered her head and smelled it again: "Does it feel unfeminine?"

Kazuma also leaned over and smelled it more carefully: "It's okay, you don't have such a thing as femininity."

"Nonsense, look at this, isn't this unfeminine?" Mikako made a gesture of holding up her breasts.

Kazuma wants to say that this action of yours is unfeminine, okay? It can only be called a shrew.

At this time, a roar exploded in the ears of the two people: "What are you doing in public!"

Mikako looked like "What the fuck!" She turned around and shouted in the direction of the sound: "You didn't do anything!"

Kazuma also followed the sound and saw a little old man dressed in the wrong era standing not far away, blowing his beard and staring at the two of them.

It is literally blowing the beard and staring. The little old man has a mustache, and now the beard is shaking due to the whirring breath.

Kazuma looked the old man up and down.

The old man's outfit was completely from the wrong era, as if he had traveled through time from the Taisho era. He even had a pocket watch in his pocket, and a golden watch chain slipped out of his pocket, bent around and finally connected to the clip on his collar.

There are also those round glasses. It is now 1981, and square glasses are popular. These round glasses with the bottom of a wine bottle are directly synonymous with old-fashioned in the public mind.

In comics of this era, one wants to portray a pedantic person. For a character who doesn't like the world, the most direct way is to match him with round glasses with a bottle bottom, and the image will come out immediately.

Even Fujiko F Fujio did this.

The little old man muttered "That's outrageous" as he quickly walked towards Kazuma and Mikako.

Kazuma asked softly: "Who is this?"

"It's the reason why I became the Vice Minister of Foreign Affairs." Mikako said concisely.

The little old man stood still in front of the two people and said loudly: "You are acting out of whims in my class, using fallacies and sophistry to interfere with my teaching, and slowing down my teaching progress! This is all bearable! Today you actually showed up in broad daylight, Kissing in front of everyone! How unbecoming is this!"

Mikako curled her lips unconvinced: "First of all, I didn't kiss! Secondly, the foreign teacher Mr. Joestar also kissed his lover at the entrance of the auditorium!"

Kazuma was confused, thinking, Mikako, do you want to deny that we were kissing, or do you want to say that we just kissed, what can you do to us? You choose one! The first half is negative, and the second half gives an example of a foreign teacher kissing. What do you want?

"You are Japanese!" The old man banged the ground with the crutch in his hand, "Japan's national culture is to be reserved. Japanese people must pay attention to maintaining public order and good customs!"

Kazuma: "Really? So the attack on Pearl Harbor was also about maintaining public order and good customs? And the Nanjing Massacre was also about maintaining public order and good customs?"

The old man choked and stared at Kazuma for several seconds before he said angrily: "What's your student number! Why have I never seen you before? Could it be that you've been absent from class?"

Kazuma: "I am Kazuma Kiryu, a student at the University of Tokyo Law School."

"Humph, Dongda University." The old man showed a contemptuous smile, "The former Imperial University is now the nest of the left wing!"

Kazuma retorted: "I'm still thinking, how could a professor at Sophia University say something like, 'You don't need to know international relations to be a rich wife?' It turns out to be a remnant of the old era. Why didn't the American bombings kill you all?"

The old man gritted his teeth and glared at Kazuma.

Kazuma unceremoniously unleashed the fierce murderous aura of the Apple Swordsman, his gaze blazing.

Then the old man didn't glare at Kazuma, but could only turn to Mikako angrily: "Your boyfriend has trained you really well! Humph, but I still have some influence at Sophia University, so don't even think about graduating from here!"

Mikako grinned: "I just failed one subject. I got all A's last semester! I still have credits left, so it doesn't matter!"

"This is a compulsory course for me. Don't even think about passing, it doesn't matter how many times you retake it! I have many other courses, don't even think about any of them! If I were you, I would drop out of school right now!"

Mikako became anxious and yelled at the old man: "Why? My thesis is perfectly logical and self-consistent. You have been talking about it for a long time, but you still can't refute me. Many classmates think I am reasonable! In a few days The situation will develop as I predicted!"

"That's impossible! The United States has already mediated. Thatcher, a woman who is in a state of distress at home, will accept it!"

"No, she won't! Because once she accepts it, she will have no chance. If she wins this war, she can carry out the reform to the end!"

"But Britain can't win! North Korea and Vietnam have proven that times have changed! The United States can't win, and it's even less possible for Britain to win!"

When He Ma heard this, I'm not sleepy anymore.

Political and military affairs, this is a double temptation for Chinese men who like to point out the country!

Normal Chinese men cannot resist this temptation!

Just as Kazuma was about to speak, Mikako turned back and glared at him: "You are holding back your words!"

Kazuma raised his eyebrows and could only raise his hands in a French military salute, signaling Mikako to continue.

Mikako turned and pointed at the little old man's nose: "You don't understand modern warfare at all! The British Navy already has a generational advantage over Argentina! The flagship of the Argentine Navy is still the Brooklyn-class cruiser from the World War II era, and Argentina's aircraft carrier May 25 It was also a World War II ship and an old ship bought from the UK.

"They are no match for the Royal Navy's Class 42 destroyers!"

Kazuma was listening quite surprised, Mikako actually remembered the name of the ship!

"This is a battle on the sea more than 500 kilometers away from the Argentine mainland. There are no jungles or mountains. The side with the superior navy and air force will gain an overwhelming advantage!"

At this time, a circle of college students had already gathered around, all listening carefully to Mikako's talk.

A few were still nodding.

"Humph, it's weapon determinism again." The little old man waved his hand, "It's useless even if the weapons are advanced, because the war can't be fought! Thatcher is a woman, he doesn't have that kind of courage!"

Mikako waved her hand: "What's wrong with women? Is Catherine of Russia a woman? She expanded the territory, so the Soviet Union is so big now! Is Queen Victoria of England a woman? She is still named after her in that era. !

"Women hold up half the sky!"

"You! That's enough! In the end, the facts will prove that what you said is all nonsense!" The little old man waved his hand, "You don't need to take my class! You are prohibited from entering my classroom in the future!"

Mikako put his hands on his hips and spread his legs apart like a compass. He looked quite heroic: "Humph, I won't go if I don't go. You can't even judge whether to start a war. At this level, you still have the nerve to teach international relations. This class is not Just listen!”