I teach kendo in Tokyo

The next day, as soon as Kazuma returned from school, he was grabbed by Chiyoko who had gone home first.

"Brother, let's go to the empty room upstairs to talk."

Kazuma looked confused: "Can't we talk in the living room?"

"Amao is studying in the dojo, I don't want him to hear."

Kazuma looked at the corridor of his house: this corridor is quite wide. Between the door of the dojo and the door of the living room, as well as this corridor, it is unlikely that Amao can hear it unless he has the hearing of Kazuma Kiryu.

Chiyoko couldn't help but pull Kazuma towards the second floor.

Arriving at the empty room on the second floor, Chiyoko took out the small table and cushions from the cabinet and put them down. Then she sat directly at the table and put the big book she had just brought in her arms on the table.

Kazuma sat down opposite his sister.

Chiyoko opened the big book and turned to the latest page: "Brother, this is our family's account book. The current situation is not optimistic."

Kazuma: "How pessimistic is that?"

"It's very pessimistic, isn't it? In April this year, after paying the tuition for Dongda University, our family's savings were wiped out, except for the cash I hid in several places at home. And from April to now, I Deposit a sum into the bank every month. If you save enough for my plan every month, it will be enough for you to pay your tuition next April."

Kazuma was shocked: "Is our home really so tight?"

"What do you think?" Chiyoko asked, her eyes as wide as copper bells, "Originally it wouldn't be so tight. When I calculated at the beginning of April, I was still very comfortable. After paying the tuition next year, I would even have a little savings left. But in five years Qingliu moved in at the end of the month, she didn't generate any income, and we paid a tuition fee to allow her to continue studying."

Chiyoko paused and added: "She is also very good at eating!"

Kazuma scratched his head: "This...I thought..."

"Fortunately, Amao works hard and almost all the money he earns is used to subsidize the dojo. Otherwise, my savings plan would have been stopped long ago. Now I can save six months of money - that is, half of your tuition next year, and all of it." Depend on Amao.”

Kazuma realized the problem: "But now that Amao doesn't work, he won't have enough money saved, right?"

"Yes, and what's worse is that Qingliu will go to high school next year. If she really takes the music test, she can only go to a private school. This is another huge tuition fee. If she can get a scholarship like me, she will be free of charge. That’s fine, but I don’t think she can get it.”

He Ma was speechless.

Chiyoko continued: "If Amao is admitted to the University of Tokyo, I don't know where the tuition will be. He should have saved some, but it will definitely not be enough."

Kazuma could only scratch his head.

Chiyoko sighed: "I was so stupid back then. Really, I only knew how to protect the dojo full of memories, but I didn't realize that money is needed to continue life. Seventy million! Just sell it."

Hema teased: "Maybe it's not too late to sell now?"

"It's too late! Now ours is considered a historic site and has a brand from the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology! This one cannot be developed. Even if it wants to be sold, no one will buy it!"

Of course Kazuma knew that it was impossible for the dojo to take action now, he just used this to tease Chiyoko.

Chiyoko sighed: "My brother will be 20 years old next year, and he will have to start paying the national pension, which is another expense. It may not be much, but it is a heavy burden for our family.

"I'm 20 years old and a student. Do I have to pay the national pension?" Kazuma was very shocked. He always thought that the national pension was only levied on those who work.

Chiyoko sighed: "You're a Tokyo University student. Don't you even know the National Pension Subscription Standard? According to your standards, next year you will be the first class of people to receive the pension."

Kazuma's mouth opened wide, he had never thought about this before.

"How about next year, brother, you go live in a container. If your residence is not at home, you can be removed from the registration list of the district office." Chiyoko said suddenly.

Kazuma was shocked: "You want to drive your brother to live in a container?"

"That way you don't have to pay the national pension! It's much cheaper to rent a container than the national pension. There are several emerging container storage sites now, and they are full of people who don't want to pay the national pension! I don't want you to become a street friend. He just becomes a person with no fixed abode in the legal sense."

Japan's national pension is collected based on government records similar to household registration. Every house in Japan has to hang a sign at the door with the surname of the family living there. This sign is not hung casually. It needs to be followed by government agencies such as the district office.

If you have this card, when you reach the age district office, the annuity will be collected based on your file records.

Therefore, many homeless people in Japan are actually just avoiding the National Pension for various reasons.

Kazuma didn't expect that after traveling for more than a year and experiencing so many storms, he would now be stumped by money.

Chiyoko: "Don't really go out and live in a container, otherwise this home will be too lonely."

"I don't know how. By the way, haven't the royalties for my music arrived yet?"

"I asked Sonny Music's producer Sang Zi, and he said that the budget for this money should be compiled in the second half of the year. Now it's already halfway through the second half of the year, and there's no trace..."

Kazuma suddenly showed an expression that something was wrong: "Chiyoko, the fiscal year of listed companies starts in April. He said that it will be budgeted in the second half of the year. I'm afraid it won't be budgeted until October."

It happens to be October now.

Chiyoko shrugged: "Then at least there is hope, right? I remember the copyright fee is..."

Chiyoko picked up the pencil and wrote the copyright fee under the income column. Then she looked at the difference with the scheduled expenditure and shook her head.

"It's still not enough, it's definitely not enough. Brother, please marry Honami as soon as possible. At least the engagement is done, and then you can legitimately ask her for money."

Kazuma: "Honami has paid tuition every month and has given us enough help..."

Honami's appearances at the dojo have become less frequent recently, but she continues to pay her tuition fees without losing a penny.

In fact Kazuma has been eating her soft rice.

Chiyoko sighed and made another suggestion: "Then, is it okay for us to take a cut of Mikako's announcement fee? Everything Mikako said was taught to her by you, brother. I think we should take a 50% cut."

"But Mikako's advertising fee isn't much. The advertising fee for this kind of news program is not high. It's not a variety show, and Mikako is not a star."

"Then let her appear in a variety show! She is so popular now! Then we will take half of the announcement fee, and we should be able to make up for the shortfall by doing it a few more times."

Kazuma was silent, he was seriously considering his sister's proposal.

Unexpectedly, I never expected that the majestic hero of Osaka, the knight of justice in Tokyo, and Kagoshima's Khaleesi Kiryu Kazuma would actually make a living by selling monkeys.

But after thinking for a long time, Kazuma still shook his head: "No, Mikako is too capable of causing trouble. Now I have nightmares every day where she makes Chie Kazuo angry and vomits blood. Public opinion began to besiege us, saying that I used magic."

"Besides, you can't just get into a variety show if you want to. The more famous a variety show is and the one that pays more advertising fees, the more people who get on it have the background."

Chiyoko: "That's right. Moreover, Hinami told me a lot of hidden rules and shady things in the entertainment industry. I'm afraid Mikako will be eaten up quickly if she goes in."

"You actually get along well with Hinami Rina? I thought you would always be wary of her."

"I'm wary, but that doesn't stop me from chatting with her. This is how girls become good friends while being wary of each other."

What the hell!

Chiyoko looked at the account book in front of her and sighed again: "What should we do about this? How about we borrow money from Honami. Make an IOU and pay it back slowly in the future."

"This is a way." Kazuma thought for a while and could only agree. He couldn't really live in a container to escape the national pension.

Chiyoko looked at Kazuma and suddenly asked: "But if you borrow money, the Nanjo family will fail the test, right? So, brother, have you given up marrying Honami?"

Kazuma: "When you say you're giving up, it's better to say that it's not time to think about this yet. Honami is also focusing on her career now."

"Yeah, that's right. Although there are more and more people advocating women's independence now, if you get married, there will definitely be a lot of obstacles in your career."

Chiyoko sighed in a way that didn't sound like a high school student at all.

"Is this taught in high schools now?" Kazuma asked.

"I don't teach, but I can also read newspapers and books myself. Especially after seeing Honami like that, I can't help but want to know more about it."

Chiyoko stretched, and then brought the topic back to the original track: "Then it's settled, Honami Amu's loan will solve the current financial problem."

Kazuma waved his hand: "That is the final plan, I will think of other ways."

"Brother! Don't you eat enough of Honami's soft food? What's wrong with this?"

"I didn't just eat soft food because I wanted to."

Kazuma emphasized.

There’s nothing I can do about being fed!

"In order to be able to stand upright in the future, I tend to find ways to solve financial problems by myself. At worst, I will go out to work."

Chiyoko: "Oh! There's also this trick. I thought Tokyo University students would be too proud to do that kind of blue-collar job."

Kazuma snorted: "Our Tokyo University is a left-wing nest. As a left-wing intellectual, I come from the masses, so of course I have to go to the masses."

Chiyoko blinked: "What the hell, I don't understand. If you want to work part-time, bro, here is a good thing for you!"

After speaking, Chiyoko lifted up her shirt, took out the part-time magazine she had hidden close to her belly, and slapped it on the table.

Kazuma frowned at the magazine on the table.

"Good guy, Chiyoko, you plotted against me!" he said.

Chiyoko: "Hahaha, this is Karma's line, right? It was replayed on the late-night show before and I watched a little bit."

Kazuma: "You actually have time to watch TV?"

"I was making a late-night snack for Amao who stayed up late reviewing! While I was making late-night snacks, I turned on the TV and listened to some noise. After all, there was no sound at all in such a big house, which was scary."

"You made Amao a late-night snack without taking me with you? As an elder brother, I have never had a late-night snack!"

"You ate your shit while you were sleeping. If you were awake when I was making midnight snack, how could I not give it to you! How about I pour it on your bed next time I make midnight snack?"

Kazuma: "No, thank you."

Chiyoko shook her head: "Let's not mention this anymore. I have already looked through the latest part-time job magazine. I found that the part-time jobs near the Tokyo University campus are relatively new, so brother, you should look for a job near the University of Tokyo. , go and work right after class! This is what I recommend, hey, which page is it on?"

Chiyoko said as she quickly turned the pages.

This part-time job magazine is full of advertisements for recruiting people. It feels like a large collection of small advertisements that I often see in old residential buildings all my life.

"Found this!"

Kazuma stretched his neck and took a look. Chiyoko pointed at an advertisement for a job in a Cowherd shop.

"Chiyoko! This is a cowherd shop!"

"What's the matter? Shi Xin is so high, and the working world has completely staggered the school time. What a good job! It's just that I will miss the last subway in the evening, which is a minus point, but if brother, you use Honami's car to go back and forth every day, there is no need at all. Worry about this!" Chiyoko's eyes sparkled.

Kazuma wanted to facepalm, is this what it feels like to be sold for money by his own sister?

At this moment, the young man saw the coldness of people's hearts.

Chiyoko was still persuading: "Brother, look, you don't have anything to lose with this. You are tall enough and have a good figure because you practice kendo. Although your face is a bit more public, you only need to put on makeup! You will be fine if you go." Suddenly he became a top player and could make a lot of money.

"When the time comes, your legend will spread throughout Kabukicho. When people mention that street, they will say that it is 'Kiryu's Night Street'! How cool!"

Kazuma raised his voice: "That's weird! When this happened, I was fired from the Eastern Conference! What do you think?"

Chiyoko looked dissatisfied: "Will you? Just be a cowherd..."

"Okay!" Kazuma interrupted his sister, "Although there are many students in the school who can go to that kind of store to drink, but this is two different things from working in that kind of store, right?"

In Japan, custom shops may not necessarily sell that, they may just be nightclubs with beautiful drinking girls.

Going to such a nightclub is considered normal socializing.

Some companies will allocate a large amount of entertainment money to entertain customers to places like this. If you don't use it up in one night, you will be embarrassed by the company and will be called a waste by the boss.

But it's one thing to go to such a place to spend money, and another thing to work in such a place.

When a woman works in a place like this, it is an out-and-out scandal.

Men are also miserable.

After Chiyoko was brutally beaten by Kazuma, she looked at the job advertisement with a regretful expression: "That's it, I'm sorry, I'm obsessed with money."

After speaking, she sighed again: "Oh, why didn't I support selling the dojo at that time? If I had a time machine, I would first go back and beat myself up at that time."

Kazuma: "You are stupid. If you had a time machine, you would definitely memorize the lottery numbers first and then go back and tell them...eh?"

Kazuma suddenly froze.

Chiyoko looked at Kazuma in confusion: "What's wrong with you? Isn't it right? You invented a time machine? Is Tokyo University so awesome?"

Kazuma patted Chiyoko on the head: "How is that possible! But maybe your brother has thought of a way to make money quickly!"

Chiyoko was still doubtful: "What can I do? Let Tamamo do a divination and then buy lottery tickets?"

"No, no, but it's almost there."

As Kazuma said, he stood up and left the room. Chiyoko followed, still asking doubtfully: "What on earth can we do? Rob a bank?"

"Am I crazy enough to rob a bank?" Kazuma laughed dumbly.

"Eh? But, I think if it were you, brother, you might be able to think of some perfect way to commit a crime and steal hundreds of millions of yen."

"Even if it's stolen, you can't spend it before the retroactive period expires. Before that, you can only live in a container. The way I thought of is..."

Kazuma said as he went down to the first floor, entered the living room and picked up today's newspaper.

He turned to the horse racing section.

Japan has a strong horse racing - or horse betting - atmosphere, so newspapers have a dedicated horse racing section once a week.

The page contains an introduction to this week's racing results, information such as the sales status of horse racing tickets, as well as information about the events to be held next week, as well as the current status of famous horses, interviews with famous racecourse owners, and so on.

Chiyoko was disappointed: "Betting on horse racing, how can you make money quickly? In a race with a big gap in strength, the odds of a strong horse are too low. Do you have to bet on a dark horse every time to get lucky?"

"I heard you speak so professionally. Have you already done your research?" Kazuma asked in surprise.

"Of course I have researched it. I have checked out all the possible money-making projects. Anyway, I won't give you money for horse racing. If you want to buy horse racing tickets, just save your own meal expenses."

Kazuma shrugged.

He actually had the mentality of giving it a try, because his understanding of horse racing came entirely from the animation of Horse Racing Girl and related mobile games, and most of the prototypes of Horse Girl that appeared in the animation and game only started to rise in the 1990s. Some of the famous horses started running after 2000.

But in this time and space, the timing of many things is messed up. The Battle of Falklands broke out more than half a year in advance, so it is entirely possible that some famous horses will be born in advance.

Of course, Chiyoko is right, the favorite has low odds because everyone is betting on it, and even if it wins, it won't make much money.

Therefore, even if Kazuma sees the name of a famous horse born in advance, there is no guarantee that he will make a lot of money from him.

Only seeing the names of those horses that will upset the crowd means that he has the opportunity to get rich overnight.

For example, Miyu, and horse life, this guy defeated Miura Bourbon, the favorite, and made many people's horse racing tickets evaporate on the spot, so even though he won at that time, there was a lot of curses in the audience.

But that also means he and the horse can make a killing on it!

Miyu, my hero!

Kazuma carefully looked at the list of horses to be debuted next week, but he did not see his familiar name.

Chiyoko looked at Kazuma's side face and asked suspiciously: "Brother, you don't really know which horse can win, do you? Could it be that the guidance you gave Mikako was not based on common sense in international relations? Analyzing and judging, but simply predicting the future?”

Kazuma thought you were right, but what he said was: "How is that possible? I don't have a blue-skinned robot following me."

After saying that, he threw down the newspaper.

——I didn’t see any familiar names, and my dream of getting rich overnight through horse racing was shattered.

It seems that I can only find a job with a relatively high level of experience and start working first.

Traveling through time for more than a year, saving Osaka and Tokyo, experiencing a series of vigorous events, and then continuing to work - this development has the flavor of a Japanese light novel.

I have already thought of a name for the light novel, it’s called “Let’s Work!” Lord Swordsman! 》

Chiyoko looked at Kazuma's expression and said to the side: "Okay, brother, fortunately I still have plenty of time. If I choose a job with a high salary and work for the first half of the year, the money problem will be easy to solve. I will also find a place to work in the future. alright."

"No, you already have to do housework, and then work..."

"You can leave the housework to Senior Sister Takamizawa. She is now a free worker. We give her a room to live in, and she comes to help with the work without paying her. We have to use her well!"

Kazuma glanced at Chiyoko: "Sister, a black-hearted capitalist like you will be on the street lights in the future."

"This is Japan, that kind of thing won't happen." Chiyoko waved her hand.

Kazuma sighed: "That's really sad."

Japan is a sad country.

Kazuma was about to go back to the second floor to look for any good part-time jobs with Chiyoko when the doorbell rang.

Chiyoko looked at the wall clock in the living room: "This time? It's probably a salesman again."

The people at Kiryu Dojo either have their own keys, or they don't like to walk through the main entrance, and no one can ring the doorbell properly.

Chiyoko shouted "Coming, coming" and walked quickly to open the door.

Then Kazuma heard the voices of Anno Akito and Okada Koji: "Sister Chiyoko, is Kiryu-sensei here?"

Chiyoko: "Yes, yes!"

Her tone seemed to say "I smell pennies."

Alas, if my sister had turned into a miser earlier, Kiryu and Ma might not have become extremely rich by relying on speculation.

While Kazuma was sighing like this, Okada Koji and Anno Akito appeared at the door of the living room: "Teacher Kiryu, long time no see!"

Kazuma pretended to know it was them: "It's you two. The voices sound familiar to me."

In fact, you can recognize who it is as soon as you hear the voice, but that's not important.

Okada Koji smiled and said: "It's our fault that we haven't come to visit Mr. Kiryu for so long."

Anno Akito said: "The main thing is that we want to get the things out first. Bringing the things over to report to Mr. Kiryu will appear more sincere."

He Ma Daxi: "You actually came up with something in half a year? Not bad!"

The implication is that this is not like the artist team that Kazuma remembers, known for its hard work and lavish investments.

Anno Akito and Okada Koji took this as a compliment and smiled happily.

Anno Akito put his suitcase on the table, opened it and took out a box of video tapes. There was a note on the side of the video tape that read "Concept Demonstration 1".

Kazuma looked embarrassed: "I don't have a video recorder here..."

"We know, so we brought a video recorder." Anno Akito said, taking out the video recorder from the box. "We also brought a signal transcriber. Teacher, your TV should still have an old-style input interface, right?"

Kazuma thought that must be the case and didn't answer.

Anno Akito and Okada Koji quickly installed the video recorder and made some adjustments.

After finishing it, Anno Akito solemnly inserted the videotape into the card slot of the video recorder: "Teacher, please watch the masterpiece we have brainstormed these days."

Chiyoko happened to come in to deliver tea. After delivering it, she hugged the empty plate to her chest and looked at the TV screen curiously.

Along with a burst of music, the concept demonstration began.

After the first scene, Akito Anno pressed the pause button and explained: "This music is a symphony we randomly found. It is just for demonstration. In the future, the music composed by you will definitely be used for the soundtrack."

Kazuma nodded and signaled the demonstration to continue.

Anno Akito pressed the play button again.

In the magnificent symphony, Kazuma saw cool pictures and dazzling cyber ninja battle scenes.

The presentation ended quickly.

Kazuma: "What did you come up with? Why does it feel different from what you talked to me about last time?"

"Yes, we have been brainstorming. What do you think? This one looks good now, doesn't it?" Although Akito Anno used a question, his expression and tone showed that he firmly believed that this was a very cool person and would get Mr. Kiryu's approval. Appreciated.

Kazuma touched his forehead: "I only saw the cool battle scenes, and I didn't see much else."

Chiyoko also interrupted at this time: "Me too, I feel like I don't understand it at all."

Anno Akito spread his hands and said: "But he is very cool! Not only the picture, but also the concept and the story contained in it are so cool!"

Kazuma opened his mouth: "There is a story in this demonstration? Where is it?"

"Can't you see? The story is told in the language of the lens!" Anno Akito gestured to the viewfinder of the lens with both hands and pointed it at Kazuma.

Kazuma opened his mouth in an O shape.

Damn it, even though Wang Li’s cosmic army was blown away by a butterfly that traveled through time and space, the virtues of this group of people have not changed at all.

Wang Li's Space Force is good in every aspect, but it just doesn't look good. It looks dull and boring - except for the last air battle.

But that air battle only lasted a few minutes.

The rest of the movie is long, dull, and boring. Maybe they used camera language to tell a very complicated story, but because it didn’t look good, no one else could watch it except Leeuwenhoek who just came here to interpret it.

Kazuma held down Anno Akito who was explaining excitedly with his hand: "Anno, you are a genius. I must admit it, but most of the world is ordinary people. If you want us to accept it, you have to tell us something first. Stories that ordinary people will find interesting, and then we can appreciate your genius.”

Anno Akito was shocked: "Compared with you, how can I be called a genius? This is all inspired by the spark of your thinking!"

Kazuma: "Yes, this may have been inspired by the spark of my thinking, but I can't understand it now. Can you grasp the things inspired by the spark of thinking and put it into a situation that I can understand?"

Anno Akito looked greatly shocked: "You...can't understand it either? When I explained it to those fat-headed people from the Chiyo Group, they couldn't understand it. I thought you would be able to... …”

Kazuma: "Believe me, although I am also unhappy with those fat and big-eared superiors, I think it is not necessarily their fault that they can't understand this time."

Anno Akito was completely discouraged. He sat down on the cushion, propped his hands back on the tatami, and looked up at the fluorescent lamp on the ceiling.

"Unexpectedly... I didn't get recognition from Mr. Kiryu... Am I too radical?"

Kazuma hurriedly reassured: "Actually, the battle is already very cool. This battle can be said to be revolutionary. This battle alone should be able to fool the Chiyo Consortium into continuing to invest money."

At this time Okada Koji spoke: "No, in fact, according to the information I received, the management is planning to invest the money deducted from us into a new Gundam work."

Kazuma thought for a moment, and at this point in time, it should be the Z Gundam.

He couldn't help but hum the melody of Z Gundam's famous song "Mercury Love".

Okada Koji didn't know what Kazuma meant. He was stunned for a moment, and then continued: "Teacher Kiryu! Help us! We don't want to have funds deducted! We have to come up with a plan at the next review meeting that will make them invest heavily. A demonstration of money!”

Kazuma: "With your abilities, it's definitely no problem to come up with a demonstration, as long as you don't think too much about being new and unconventional. Remember, it's not okay for animation to be high-key, at least not now. When you become masters of animation, forget it. Even if it turns out to be a piece of shit, someone will help you blow it off."

Anno Akito went directly to the tatami and put his hands under the back of his head: "If you want to pursue art, do you have to become an animation master first..."

Just as Kazuma was about to say something, Okada Koji approached him and whispered: "You should come over and watch us. Just come over and show your face every afternoon, and we can pay you a salary."

Chiyoko suddenly interrupted: "How much is the salary?"

Okada Koji held out two fingers.

Chiyoko: "Two thousand an hour? We did it!"

Okada Koji shook his head: "The daily salary is 20,000, until the next editorial meeting. A total of 24 working days."

Chiyoko patted Kazuma on the shoulder: "This is yours."