I teach kendo in Tokyo

Johnny looked at his watch and said to Kazuma: "It's getting late, hurry up and put on your leather holster. When the supervisor comes and sees that you are not wearing a holster, he will scold you."

Kazuma: "Oh."

Then he followed Johnny into the backstage, where several combatants were already wearing leather jackets. When Kazuma came in, they all said hello:

"You are the new hero, I'll rely on you later."

"Take it easy when you kick me. I won't be able to roll very far without using much force."

"Children can't tell whether it's a real fight or a fake fight. As long as you can do a backflip, you can make them scream... You can do a backflip, right?"

Kazuma thought about it for a while. He had never tried backflips much, but he was very proficient in backflips, so there was probably nothing wrong with him?

So he nodded.

The combatant who asked the question nodded repeatedly: "That's good. If you really can't do it, don't force it. You can also do a normal somersault, just like this."

After saying this, the combatant turned to the side and took a run-up, then lowered his waist and turned somersaults in one go.

Kazuma nodded: "I understand, I will deal with it appropriately when I can't do it later."

Then, Kazuma asked a question that he had wanted to ask since he entered the room: "Guys, do you usually watch international news?"

"What's the use of that thing?" one of the combatants asked. "I usually sell newspapers to do the crossword puzzles and read the horse racing news."

Several others nodded in agreement.

Yes, it seems that these people probably don’t read news about current affairs. In this era, there is no Internet and the cost of information circulation is high. They basically rely on newspapers, television and radio. It is normal for these people not to know themselves.

Johnny put his arm around Kazuma's shoulders and pulled him toward the row of lockers next to him: "Your holster is over here. That's it."

Johnny tapped the door of one of the lockers loudly.

His action of slamming the door gave Kazuma a strange association, thinking of a philosophical ghost video that was very popular on the Internet for a while in his previous life.

"This is also your locker. You can put your personal belongings in it, but it is recommended not to put expensive things, such as watches." Johnny said while inserting the key into the keyhole of the locker. He pulled it out and threw it to Kazuma, "This key has always been inserted in the door. Who knows if it has been copied by anyone."

Kazuma smiled and said, "Don't worry, I don't have anything valuable except for the monthly pass for taking the bus. I never wear a watch or anything like that!"

Johnny asked with a strange look on his face: "How can you tell the time if you don't wear a watch?"

Kazuma: "Of course I took the little sister's pretty hand and looked at her watch."

Johnny laughed, and the combatants next to him also laughed.

He patted Kazuma on the shoulder: "Brother, you are quite humorous."

Kazuma also laughed: "Hahaha, when you are alive, you always have to have some dreams."

"You can't realize your dream by being a holster actor." One of several combatants suddenly said, "After all, this is just a job to support the family. It is impossible to climb up by this."

He Ma Xin said that I am here to support the family.

In this job, probably because you have to wear a heavy leather suit to perform various martial arts moves, the hourly wage is quite good.

Even if I only perform two performances every day, the total amount is less than two hours, so the total daily reward for just doing this job will not be too high.

But for Kazuma, this was an advantage, as he could use his time after class in the afternoon.

Just as Kazuma was about to explain his situation, the combatant continued: "Anyway, you have just graduated from high school. Do you want to get into the entertainment industry with this job?"

No, no, no, you misunderstood Mr. Combatant!

That combatant—because there is a C letter on his holster, let’s call him Combatant C—Combatant C continued: “Now that you have achieved your wish, you have come into contact with Johnny, who is from the bottom of the entertainment industry. Maybe in the future Johnny can introduce you to a real Kamen Rider set to play a combatant. After all, the most powerful role he has played so far is the beaten monster in Kamen Rider.

"He's been practicing knight kicks for so long, but in the end he can't even become a Kamen Rider holster actor."

Kazuma couldn't help but glance at Johnny, and saw anger, unwillingness and a little helplessness on his face.

"You guy!" Johnny yelled in a low voice, "It's true that I haven't played any named roles, but I also have a hard-working life! People who work hard can hold their heads high at any time, why are you sarcastic? I!"

"Ah, I'm sorry. I'm not targeting you." Combatant C said this. Although he said it in a cowardly tone, his tone was very calm, and it sounded like he didn't care about being beaten.

At this time, another combatant brother came up to smooth things over: "Forget it, it's not like you don't know that he has always been so depressed."

"If you live in a container so as not to pay the national pension, you will be so miserable." Combatant C said.

Hearing this, Kazuma couldn't help but glance at him, but there was only an evil smile on the combatant's face.

After all, he is a combatant of an evil organization.

The combatant who had just smoothed things over said, "Okay, let the newcomer put on the leather cover quickly. If he bothers the supervisor again, he will come, and he will be yelled at by the supervisor again, 'I didn't pay you to chat and sunbathe here.'"

Johnny then remembered that he hadn't put on a leather jacket yet, and hurriedly turned around and walked to his cabinet.

Kazuma opened the cabinet just assigned to him with the key he just got, and the first thing he saw was the leather case hanging in the cabinet.

Then he smelled an unpleasant stench of sweat.

As a kendo practitioner, Kazuma had smelled this smell on kendo protective gear that had not been washed for a long time.

Now Kazuma's sense of smell has been strengthened many times, and the stench made him frown involuntarily.

Johnny, who was wearing a villain's holster on the other side, joked: "This smell is also the reason why the hourly wage of this job is so high. Here, here you go."

As he spoke, Johnny threw a can of deodorizing spray to Kazuma.

"The model I use has a very strong fragrance and can completely cover up the smell." Johnny said while giving Kazuma a thumbs up.

He said thank you to Ma and started spraying the holster.

At this time, Combatant C muttered next to him: "Wearing this smelly and hot leather jacket, dreaming of soaring into the sky, naively thinking that one day your sweat will be rewarded, but little did you know that the sweat will only make the leather jacket become worse." It will stink even more."

The combatant who had just smoothed things over came over and patted him: "You should stop saying a few words. The last leading actor might have run away because of your depression."

"Isn't this great?" Combatant C continued to radiate his negative energy, "Give up your unrealistic fantasies and go to a bachelor's degree. Now that the economy is so prosperous, although you can't make it to the sky, you can still have enough food and clothing. , build a similar house, marry a similar woman, have similar children..."

Kazuma just can't stand it any longer. This guy is pretty good at singing rap. If you praise him, you can't help but complain.

"I only came here to work because of the high hourly wages. Anyway, I have nothing to do after class ends at three in the afternoon." He Ma said, "My main job is to be a student. A college student."

Combatant C said "Oh": "Are all college students in such good shape now?"

Kazuma took off his coat at this time. The tight woolen sweater underneath his overcoat accentuated his good figure.

Kazuma: "I'm still a kendo teacher from Natural Rishin-ryu. I exercise a lot, so I keep in good shape."

"That's it, and then you have a girlfriend who lets you hold her arm and look at the watch. She must be very beautiful too, right?"

Kazuma hesitated for a moment - because he didn't have a girlfriend. But he immediately replied: "It's beautiful."

"That's it, that's it, that's really enviable!" Combatant C read with a loud voice, obviously taking what He Ma said to be bragging.

Kazuma wanted to take out his Dongda student ID card and show off.

But at this moment, a middle-aged man roared from behind: "You haven't put on your leather jacket yet! I'm not paying you to chat and spank!"

He Ma looked around and saw a middle-aged man with half-bald hair standing at the door of the locker room, waving an unknown document in his hand.

Everyone in the room quickly stood up and saluted the man: "Good afternoon, Director Zhugu!"

"Are you the new guy here?" The half-bald man stared at Kazuma for a few seconds, "You don't look like you can get ahead!"

Kazuma thought to himself, forget about these actors, don't you, the supervisor, read current affairs news?

I am so famous, Kiryu Kazuma, and my apprentice was dominating the newspapers every day some time ago, but as a result, no one knows me when I work in such a shopping mall.

Speaking of which, when I applied for jobs at coffee shops or something, there were times when the interviewers didn’t recognize me. Information dissemination in this era is really slow.

The pig director continued: "The HR who is recruiting may be interested in your tender body. You will give me a good performance later! If you don't perform well, today will be your last performance."

After speaking, the supervisor snorted, turned and left.

As soon as the supervisor left, Combatant C thought: "Zhugu Sang is also a poor person. Although he is an ordinary member of the society, he has already been promoted to the top. Although his working years will continue to stack up in the future, his real power will not increase. .

"He has been a section chief all his life. He has no chance to return to the head office, let alone be promoted to director. His life has come to an end, and all his unwillingness has turned into resentment and vented out. We are his punching bag..."

Kazuma glanced at Combatant C but said nothing, focusing on putting on his own holster.

This leather holster was quite heavy. After Kazuma put it on and looked at the full-length mirror on the inside of the locker door, he realized that the quality of this thing was quite good and it was full of details.

In terms of quality alone, it has caught up to or even partially surpassed the leather cases in Kamen Rider TV.

Either this mall is too willing to spend money, or the factory that makes this leather case is crazy.

Kazuma didn't put on his helmet yet, so he made a Kamen Rider transformation action towards himself in the full-length mirror.

At this moment, he heard a young woman's voice: "Sorry, Jonisan, and fellow combatants, I'm late! Leave the announcement and narration to me today!"

When Kazuma heard this voice, he thought it sounded very familiar. When he turned around, he found that it was Hinami Rina who was holding his knees with his hands and gasping for air.

"Um, why are you working here?" Kazuma asked confused.

As soon as Hinami Rina heard Kazuma's voice, her bent waist straightened up. She looked at Kazuma with wide eyes: "Eh? Senior...senior brother?"

Kazuma and Hinami Rina are in the same high school, so it's natural to call them senpai (senpai).

Combatant C: "Oh, it turns out that when you look at your watch, you grab Hinami's little sister's arm."

As soon as he finished speaking, another combatant exclaimed: "You are that Kiryu Kazuma!"

Kazuma thought to himself that someone finally recognized me.

"Yes, I am Kazuma Kiryu." Kazuma excitedly prepared to give his name. "I am the hero of Osaka, the trainer of Mikako Fujii, and the Khaleesi of Kagoshima..."

Rina Hinami: "He is my senior in high school. Before him, our high school was just an ordinary public school. But he was admitted to the University of Tokyo, and then the teachers started to use the standards for entering high school. Just like blood, there are several students who have set their goals at Tokyo University and Keio."

Kazuma: "Is there anything else?"

Hinami Rina nodded vigorously.

Kazuma asked again: "Then why are you still working here? The exam is in March."

"The school I finally chose as my first choice was Waseda. With my grades, it was easier to pass the exam, and I also got a letter of recommendation from the school. Although we are a salty high school, we have the performance of the student council president and a letter of recommendation from the school. The chance of being admitted will be slightly higher," Hinami Rina explained.

At this time, Johnny stepped in between the two of them and said, "So, the newcomer-san is a student at the University of Tokyo?"

Kazuma: "Uh, yeah."

"You traitor!" Johnny shouted.

Kazuma: "You are the traitor!"

He subconsciously retorted.

Johnny: "You are the traitor among our scumbags!"

Ah, this traitor, then just rebel...

"What are you doing here? Go back and study hard. When you graduate, whether you take the civil service exam or join a big company, you will be a master above the clouds." Johnny looked at Kazuma with a puzzled expression.

Kazuma directly told the truth: "What can I do? I am poor. My parents are dead and I have not left much inheritance. There is only a dojo designated as an ancient building by the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology, but it cannot be sold. I can hardly afford to pay the tuition for Dongda University, and I will have to pay the National Pension when I turn 20 next year.”

While he was talking to Ma Zheng, he didn't expect Combatant C, who had been making sarcastic remarks and sarcastic remarks, to come over and pat him on the shoulder: "I'm sorry, I always speak in that style. You are indeed working hard to live. As a person living in a container I understand the homeless people who are hiding from the National Pension."

Johnny shook his head: "I don't understand. Aren't you famous? Isn't it a simple matter to make money with your fame? We, the young actors in the agency, have struggled for more than ten years and are not as exposed as you."

Just as Kazuma was about to respond, Supervisor Inugata appeared again: "Pay attention to the time! The children are starting to gather! Come to work when you are ready!"

Johnny let out a long sigh, picked up the weirdo's hood with a worried expression, and put it on himself.

Kazuma glanced at him and picked up his hood.

This headgear is obviously a reference to Kamen Rider, but it also makes a difference. But Kazuma, who traveled from another time and space, knew that the design of this headgear crashed into another Kamen Rider work that was born more than ten years later.

What a coincidence.

Kazuma put on his hood. Although he used the deodorant spray that Johnny borrowed from him, the smell in the hood still made Kazuma almost suffocate - this hood had not been washed for who knows how long.

Hinami Rina jumped in front of Kazuma, leaned forward, and used gravity to highlight her advantageous parts. She said with a smile: "Hey, this is the first time I have cooperated with senior, right? It's finally my turn."

Kazuma: "I thought you were going to steal Amao from Chiyoko."

"How is it possible? My goal has always been you, senior."

At this time, the staff responsible for operating the equipment on the stage reached into the dressing room: "It's time to go on stage, get ready for the curtain call. Are you okay, Hinami?"

"No problem!" Hinami Rina raised her right hand and responded loudly.

The operator nodded and left.

Hinami Rina turned to Kazuma and smiled slightly: "Then I'll go on stage first. Happy cooperation, senpai~"

The card event went online, and I realized that I forgot to order Ninan's picture... It's okay, I just want to make an appointment now. You can draw cards according to your ability. This activity lasts for a month, so take your time.