I teach kendo in Tokyo

Chapter 519 Farewell

After Mikako told the school that she was going to study abroad, half a year passed quickly.

Early in the morning on October 6th, Kazuma set off to see her off at Narita Airport.

As soon as Kazuma arrived at the airport, he saw uncles and aunts pulled by a bus surrounding Mikako.

The leading uncle held Mikako's hand on behalf of everyone: "You are the first person in our city to go to Cambridge University! Now everyone in our city who wants to go to college will put your photo in an amulet and carry it with them!" "

Mikako smiled bitterly: "Ah hahaha, I'm afraid this won't be useful. They should ask the Jinguji family to see how it would be more effective to worship the god in charge of the exam."

The leading uncle shook his head and said: "This kind of thing requires sincerity. We are also planning to hang a huge portrait of you in the city library, and have already asked your mother for a photo. Oh, when your father took the exam When I went to university in Tokyo, I knew you would definitely have a future!"

Kazuma couldn't help but frown. This was the first time he heard that Mikako's father was also a college student. But if you think about it carefully, her father is a regular member of a large company. It is difficult to do this without a diploma.

It's just that there is a big gap between universities in Japan. They are both full-time four-year universities. The treatment for going to the University of Tokyo is completely different from going to a third-rate university.

At this time, Kazuma noticed that Mr. Fujii looked embarrassed. It seemed that the compliment from this uncle from his hometown made him a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, the uncle had finished saying everything he wanted to say. He reluctantly let go of Mikako's hand and said, "Then I will stop talking nonsense and leave the rest of the time to you and your family to say goodbye. You have to remember that you It’s the pride of our entire city.”

Mikako smiled "Ahaha" and responded: "I would rather forget this... I hope that when I come back from the UK, you will have found a new focus and stop paying attention to me..."

Kazuma thought that might not work because your roommate in England was the future princess.

At this time, Mikako suddenly saw Kazuma, and waved to Kazuma: "Hey, Kazuma! I'm over here!"

Tamamo lightly poked Kazuma's waist: "She's calling you."

"I saw it." Kazuma stepped forward and strode towards Mikako under the gaze of the "fellows".

Mikako jumped over and stood in front of Kazuma with her arms spread out and the words "Hold me" written on her face.

Kazuma hugged Mikako obediently.

After all, opportunities to hold her will be less common in the future.

Mikako smiled and said in Hema's ear: "Do you think that once I leave, I won't come back for four years? In fact, I will try to come back every year during the holidays. Although my father insists that 'I don't have travel expenses for you,' but I guess he obediently gives it every holiday.”

Kazuma glanced at Mr. Fujii and couldn't help but smile: "I think so."

This is how a man becomes arrogant.

Mikako continued to hug Kazuma without letting go: "I want to remember your scent, Kazuma. After I go to England, I will live by memories."

Kazuma teased: "Remember your promise, you said you would solicit customers for my dojo."

"Don't worry, I will definitely get a beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes for you!" Mikako promised, "And she is super good-looking. She will make you think of me in England as soon as you see her."

Kazuma smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll wait and see."

After saying that, he let go of Mikako, pulled away a little, and said, "Take care of yourself over there."

"Don't worry, my ability to take care of myself is better than yours. You are almost useless because of Xiao Qian's care."

Kazuma was unhappy: "Why have I been turned into a useless person by Xiaoqian? I also have to do housework at home! And now I am basically making the household expenses."

In the past six months, in addition to selling new songs, Kazuma was also roped in by Akito Anno and others to continue working as an art supervisor, earning a lot of salary from Koji Okada.

Precisely because Hema worked so hard to make money, Amao no longer works part-time and can go all out to improve his academic skills.

After listening to Kazuma's words, Mikako sighed loudly: "Oh, I can't see the animation you and Anno Akito made anymore. Listening to your discussion at home, I felt that the animation must be super exciting."

Kazuma: "Don't worry, I'll send you the videotape after it's done."

"Then I still need to get a video recorder where I live, so let's not do it. When my dad gave me this year's living allowance, he already had a look of disgrace on his face."

Kazuma smiled and said, "You can work part-time to earn money to buy a video recorder. You can also practice your spoken English by washing dishes at a Japanese food store and change your accent."

Mikako's English pronunciation is completely standard "Japanese English". The biggest feature is that foreigners can't understand it at all.

People like Kazuma who are used to Japanese English pronunciation can understand it a little better.

The first obstacle to survival that Mikako faced in the UK was the spoken pronunciation.

By the way, Kazuma has corrected the problem of Mikako's indistinguishability between L and R in the past six months. Normal Japanese people pronounce these two English letters the same, and Mikako can already distinguish between L and R.

But apart from that, Mikako still had many difficulties to overcome. Kazuma was quite worried that she would be sent back after being abroad for a few months because of her poor speaking skills.

Mikako looked at Kazuma's expression and suddenly smiled: "Are you thinking that I will definitely be sent back in a few days because of my poor speaking skills?"

Kazuma: "Did you also learn to read minds from the fox behind you?"

"Humph, do you need to read your mind? Let me tell you, I will not be sent back so easily. And I will stick to the roommate assigned to me. Her family is full of diplomats, and she has never If you graduate from Harvard, you will definitely be good at speaking."

Kazuma curled his lips and said, "Don't be hated by the eldest lady."

"No way, I'm so approachable." Mikako said, sticking out her tongue at Kazuma and making a face.

At this time, Honami, who was behind Kazuma, said, "You've said goodbye for so long, isn't it time for us?"

Kazuma quickly took a step aside: "Come here."

Honami stepped forward and grinned at Mikako: "Take care of yourself in England."

Mikako nodded: "You too. Is the hostile takeover okay?"

The hostile acquisitions Mikako is talking about are the recent hostile mergers and acquisitions that the Nanjo Consortium has encountered in a row - some high-quality assets of the Nanjo Consortium were previously split and listed by her father, and then these assets recently encountered hostile mergers and acquisitions by large funds.

Welfare Technology may be behind this, and the reason is probably that the Nanjo Foundation launched a physical therapy device into the Welfare Technology market.

Honami smiled and said: "It's okay, it's just that some of the assets have been bought. The remaining assets of the Nanjo Consortium are still very large, and these malicious mergers and acquisitions also gave us a lot of extra cash. However, this has made my old man's trust in the stock market If it falls directly into negative numbers, it may be difficult for him to raise funds through the stock market in a unified way."

Kazuma interjected from the side: "Although it can no longer raise funds through the stock market, the financial resources controlled by the Nanjo Consortium are unimaginable to ordinary people like us. Don't worry about Honami."

Honami nodded: "That's right, you don't have to worry about me and just concentrate on your life studying abroad."

Mikako nodded vigorously, then suddenly smiled at Honami: "Honami, you have to work hard even if I'm not here!"

Honami asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

"Here we go again, just pretend." Mikako patted Honami's shoulder hard, "What else could it be? Although Tamamo is super strong, you can't just be so timid and lose!"

Honami sighed: "You tell me this. I won't think about it until I'm thirty. After all, the environment in Japan is too unfriendly to married women. If I want to run for parliament, I have to consider these effects.

"As soon as the Japanese hear that I am married and running for parliament, they will feel that my husband is too pitiful and will not vote for me."

Kazuma gave a wry smile.

He remembered that in Japan in his previous life, there should be examples of married women being elected as members of parliament, but that was already thirty years later in Japanese society.

Today's Japanese society has a very harsh view on married women working.

Mikako sighed: "Oh, you are so realistic and boring when you talk about this matter. You should say, 'Oh, even if I get married, I will still run for parliament to show you.' Show your fighting spirit!"

"Reality is not a hot-blooded cartoon." Honami showed a helpless smile. "In the average Japanese perception, it is unbelievable for women to want to be elected members. Do you think it is that simple to awaken an ignorant and numb nation?"

He Ma said: "But if you yelled a few times to wake up those people, you never said anything about destroying the hope of the iron house."

Mikako pointed at Kazuma: "I know this, it's a shout out to Lu Xun!"

Kazuma clapped his hands: "Okay, you scored."

Honami stepped forward, gave Mikako a hug, and then stepped away.

Chiyoko and Seiryu came forward together.

Qingliu pushed a tape to Mikako: "I sang some English songs for you. You can listen to it."

Mikako waved her hand and said, "Your pronunciation is bad, you can't even distinguish between L and R!"

Seiryu turned to look at Kazuma: "Can I beat her?"

Kazuma shook his head: "Not today. She is already stupid enough. If you beat her stupidly and didn't learn English well, and finally came back, wouldn't it be a waste of money?"

Qingliu shook his head with regret and muttered: "That's not a waste of my money."

At this time, Mikako asked Qingliu with a smile: "How is your Italian learning going?"

"Don't worry about it." Qingliu muttered.

Mikako spread her hands and raised her nostrils: "Hey, as a senior student of foreign languages, if you ask sincerely, I can't tell you some tips."

"I don't need you to tell me, I have Hema Jiao." Qingliu curled his lips.

In fact, Kazuma can't really help Haru with his Italian skills. The only Italian word he knows is "Bela Tide", which is said to mean goodbye.

Mikako spread her hands: "Then there is no other way. I hope that when I come back from England, Qingliu, your Italian will be as fluent as my English."

Qingliu pursed her lips: "My Italian is not for conversation, as long as I can sing Italian songs."

Mikako reached out and touched Qingliu's head: "Okay, okay, I know. Qingliu, you will work hard. Come on, give me a hug at the end."

Qingliu clenched her fists, and it seemed like she was having a hard time resisting hitting Mikako.

She raised her hands, posing as if she wanted to hug Mikako.

Mikako was overjoyed, hugged Qingliu, pushed her head into his chest, and rubbed her.

"Okay, I've replenished Qingliu's cute energy!" Mikako said, letting go of Qingliu, with a satisfied look on her face.

Chiyoko stepped forward at this time and hugged Mikako.

"Without you, the dojo would be much less lively." She said softly.

Mikako smiled and said, "Why, are you starting to miss me now?"

"I don't know about others, but I miss you a lot. After all, you are quite strong, so it's very useful for you to clean the corners of the dojo."

"This is what you miss!" Mikako said angrily, gently pinching Chiyoko's waist.

Chiyoko just laughed. She let go of Mikako and stepped back to give up her position.

Tamamo came forward and gave Mikako a hug first.

"I'm not familiar with the British side," she said. "If you need help, go to London Bridge and count the tenth railing from the north..."

"Wow, don't tell me these things, it's so scary!" Mikako interrupted Tamamo loudly.

Tamamo shrugged: "Just in case."

"So, what will happen after I do what you said?" Mikako asked again, looking like he was not interested in these things at all.

Tamamo smiled and said: "The police in London will regard you as a madman."

"You will be regarded as a madman! Okay, I know." Mikako waved her hand.

Tamamo hugged her again and said softly: "Protect yourself over there. In addition, the left wing of Cambridge is likely to be the key target of KGB training. Don't get involved in the spy war."

Mikako frowned: "Really or not? So will the handsome guy who jumped out of the helicopter show up in Cambridge last time?"

Kazuma: "It's possible."

"Don't scare me." Mikako pursed her lips, "I will be honest and don't cause trouble. I hope all these monsters and ghosts will go around me."

At this time, Ms. Fujii looked at her watch and reminded: "It's almost time. It's time to enter the airport security check."

Mikako showed a helpless expression: "Oh, I have to sit on the plane for more than 20 hours."

Kazuma smiled and said: "If you don't have a connecting flight, just have fun. The connecting flight is more troublesome. A few days on the road will just pass by."

Mikako turned to look at Kazuma, and suddenly showed a sentimental expression: "The next time I see you, you will be a detective of the Metropolitan Police Department! I suddenly want to keep you in my heart when you are still a big boy."

"Aren't you going to come back for vacation halfway through?" Kazuma complained, "Or did you just decide not to come back?"

"Come back! Of course I'll come back! But let me sigh!" Mikako stared at Kazuma and blinked, then suddenly said, "By the way, is it possible that you did not perform well in the first-class civil servant examination and failed?"

"Do you believe I will hit you?" Kazuma said and knocked Mikako on the forehead.

Mikako put her hands on her forehead and said, "But even if you are a god of exams, the Class A civil servant exam is so difficult, there is no guarantee that you will fail! What if you fail? Review for a year and continue taking the exam?"

Kazuma: "What else?"

"Instead of taking the professional team route, it's okay to start from patrolling, right?" Mikako asked.

Chiyoko took a step forward: "That's not possible. The salary of the patrol is too low. It can't even cover Haru's tuition. Haru just performed well in the chorus competition and may get a recommended admission place at Musashino Conservatory of Music. She will go to Musashino Art University in three years. Even if her brother successfully passes the first-class civil service examination and comes out to be compensated by the police department, his annual salary will not be enough."

Qingliu frowned: "I can sell some records myself to make money."

At this time, He Ma interrupted everyone: "I will take the first-class civil service exam, which will be two years later. There is no need to worry about this kind of thing now. You'd better think about your own affairs. When you go to the UK, talk to that person first." Let’s build a good relationship with Xiaowa Tian-san.”

Mikako saluted Kazuma: "Understood!"

Ms. Fujii urged: "Okay, okay, are you done saying goodbye? Let's go, security check."

Mikako then turned around, packed up her suitcase, and walked towards the airport check-in desk.

Kazuma watched Mikako go away, and Tamamo beside him suddenly said: "She just went far away. Obviously I thought she would be the only person who would not stay away from you."

"Don't talk about staying away." Kazuma sighed, "That sounds a bit lonely."

As he spoke, Kazuma once again checked the top of Mikako's head, but she still didn't have any entries except for her kendo level.

So Kazuma is still looking forward to it, hoping that Mikako will bring the entries after returning from the UK.

But Kazuma vaguely felt that this was probably not a simple matter.

By this time, Mikako had already completed check-in and checked in all her luggage.

She took her small bag with her and waved to Kazuma at the end of the security check channel.

Kazuma also waved.

Mikako's voice came from a distance: "Goodbye, 20-year-old Kazuma!"

Kazuma shouted to Mikako: "Hello! 23-year-old Mikako!"

Mikako burst into laughter after hearing this.

She turned around and walked resolutely towards the security check channel without looking back.

Her excited steps reflect her expectations for the future.