I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma fell asleep and when he opened his eyes again, he touched the side and found that it was empty.

Not only was it empty, the mat was also cold, and it didn't look like anyone had been lying on it.

As he started making love with the horse, he looked to the side and touched his cheek: "Is this all my dream?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Honami opened the door and came in. She gently tapped the wooden beam of the sliding door with her knuckles: "Hey, go wash up quickly when you get up."

After speaking, Honami turned around and went out, but Kazuma stopped her: "Wait a minute! Let me see what you are wearing."

Honami turned around and pulled down the hem of her apron to show Kazuma.

Kazuma: "When did our family have such an apron?"

"Chiyoko gave it to me this morning. She said that when I bought gas, the gas station held an event to give out aprons to new users. Although she was not a new user, she still got one by swiping her face." Honami explained.

Kazuma yelled, thinking that his sister might be the prototype of Tamako in "Tamako Market".

Just an apron, nothing unusual.

Honami turned around and then asked Kazuma: "How is it?"

"It looks good." Kazuma gave a thumbs up, "You look good no matter what you wear."

Honami smiled, turned around and was about to leave, but Kazuma stopped her again: "Wait a minute!"

She stopped, turned her upper body at a small angle, and turned to look at him.

The curves of the chest muscles are perfectly highlighted at this angle.

Kazuma stared at it for two seconds, then moved his gaze back to Honami's face, and asked with a straight face: "Well, we yesterday... just... was the moonlight beautiful yesterday?"

Honami suddenly showed a naughty smile: "Is there a moon last night?"

Hema was speechless: "There is... right? No, there was moonlight in the yard when we were drinking. There was a moon last night, yes, there was."

Honami: "Since you have it, be more confident. So, how was the moonlight last night?"

"Well, are you really asking about the moonlight, or are you asking... about the user experience?"

"You mean I should write out a questionnaire for you to fill out based on the standard user survey form of the companies under our Nanjo Consortium?" Honami joked, "The questionnaire ended with this question: Do you have any suggestions for us to improve? And write it below.”

Kazuma cleared his throat: "I think the methods of use should be expanded, and some peripheral products can be attached to help improve the user experience... At least I can't use my police equipment every time. After all, police equipment is all It’s taxpayer money spent.”

Honami laughed.

Kazuma was also fully awake at this time, so he hurriedly complained: "You are so unladylike when you smile, it's like being in the UK."

"No way, Mikako is breathing heavily when she laughs, but my breathing is still steady."

I don’t know if Mikako happened to sneeze a few times at this time.

Kazuma joked a few more words, and then changed the subject: "So I wasn't dreaming last night? Did I really satisfy the needs of lesbians?"

"What, are you going to pretend it didn't happen and then evade responsibility?"

"This is absolutely not the intention." Kazuma said with a straight face, "Miss Nanjo, no matter what happens in the future, I promise to be responsible to the end."

Honami joked: "What if I win the lottery? After all, no one can guarantee that the things sold in convenience stores will not be maliciously punctured."

"I'll accompany you to the hospital." Kazuma replied, "Let the doctor point at my nose and scold me."

Honami suddenly showed a curious expression and asked, "Have you never considered raising your child at all?"

"I'm not ready to take care of a child yet, and I don't have the confidence to teach him well." Kazuma was speaking from the bottom of his heart.

In his previous life, whenever he came home during the Chinese New Year, he would be forced to get married.

One year, his father even invited a relative's child to come over. The original intention was to arouse Kazuma's admiration for the child. However, Kazuma revealed his identity as a 211 graduate and talked about the disastrous effects of unqualified parents on a child's life. Influence.

At that time, He Ma said something very damaging. He said: "Auntie, you two are not as knowledgeable as me. Your combined salary is not as high as mine. How can you be confident in raising children?"

After saying this, the aunt and her husband turned green, and Ma and his father were also extremely embarrassed.

But the aunt's son didn't care about this. He stared at the Nintendo that Kazuma brought home to play with and reluctantly refused to move it.

So He Ma made up for it: "Do you want to? Go with your dad. He can buy one with half of his monthly salary. He can also give you a store VIP, and you can get discounts when buying second-hand cards in the store."

Then Kazuma happily watched his nephew turn his head and look at his uncle eagerly. Before he could open his mouth, the uncle slapped the child on the face: "What the hell! With your grades, do you still study after buying this?"

The aunt and her husband ran away in dejection while educating their son. Kazuma turned to educate his father: "Why did you give birth to this thing? Dad, think about it when I was a child. Did you worry about it? When I was a child, you could beat me. I’m tired of beating you, I’ll keep fighting with you when I grow up, it’s bigger than my fist, so why bother.”

Then his father left with a bad face.

After Kazuma returned to the company, he talked about this matter with his colleagues for almost a week. Later, everyone got tired of hearing it, so he changed the topic to the situation in Syria.

He Ma was just an ordinary white-collar worker in the big city where he worked hard all his life. When he saw the masters on Zhihu who easily made millions in their accounts, he felt deeply that he was the lowest level of the proletariat in China.

But when he returned to his hometown town, he immediately saw what dimensionality reduction strikes were.

As soon as he returned home, He Ma, a sales representative in his previous life, immediately became one of the top one percent of the small town's income earners. He could eat KFC and order takeout every day - he was an extremely wealthy person in a small town.

Therefore, even though Kazuma is annoyed by being urged to get married, he will still go home to visit his parents during the Chinese New Year and boost his confidence at the same time.

In addition, Kazuma in his previous life had no resistance to marriage. If he really met the right one, he would be willing to spend the rest of his life with her girl.

The problem is that I can't find it.

As for children, unless socialized upbringing is truly implemented, Hema will not consider it at all.

His father said every day, "Hurry up and give birth while I can still move, and I'll help you take care of her," but He Ma completely ignored him.

Kazuma feels that it is a small probability event that he can be successful in 211. Under normal circumstances, he will be at the level of his parents. When he grows up, he can be a civil servant in a small city.

All in all, Kazuma, who was 30 years old in his previous life, had given many, many serious considerations to this aspect.

At this moment, he simplified his thoughts from his previous life and told them to Honami.

Honami's mouth opened in an O shape: "You...have thought so much? I've been convinced by you..."

Kazuma: "In fact, it is normal for fewer and fewer people to have children now. In any industrial society, citizens' desire to have children will become lower and lower. Our elders are an anomaly because they caught up with World War II.

"World War II inspired their desire to have children. The emergence of the baby boom after the war may have a certain relationship with PTSD. There was also a smaller baby boom after the Vietnam War in the United States, but many of the children of this baby boom did not know who their father was. who."

Honami frowned: "You're used to slandering the United States again, right?"

"I'm actually in Heinig."

"You are such a strange person. You graduated from Tokyo University, a stronghold of the left, and then you are a racist."

"No, I'm not. When did stating facts become racist?" Kazuma looked innocent and spread his hands.

At this time, Chiyoko coughed, attracting both of their eyes.

"I was still thinking, Honami went to wake up my brother and you didn't come back. I'm afraid I wasn't in the mood in the morning, so I came here with the mentality of watching free sex. But, my dear, are you talking about the Vietnam War baby boom? Talking about racism? Honami, are you running for ward councilor in Tokyo 23rd Ward? Are you not a member of the Chicago City Council?"

Kazuma smiled and said: "If you really want to run for the Chicago Congress, it would be easy for Honami, just throw money."

Honami sighed: "Yes. Tokyo is much better than surrounding counties. In counties with many agricultural areas, the seats are even hereditary, so spending money will not work."

Kazuma nodded: "Japan is just a feudal country pretending to be a modern country. Its current state is still the result of the American occupation forces."

Honami said: "Tokyo's 23 wards are very close to a modern country, mainly because the golden bullets are useful."

Chiyoko shook her head repeatedly: "That's enough for me. I'm also a college student, but I don't think I'm ready to discuss the national economy and people's livelihood with people every morning when I wake up."

He Ma: "A gentleman should have the world in mind."

"I'm a woman." Chiyoko responded angrily.

Honami: "Don't you want to happily talk about legal issues with Amao every morning?"

"I don't want to. I don't want to at all." Chiyoko shook her head like a rattle.

Kazuma sighed: "It seems that Xiaoqian has successfully emerged from the mire without being stained, and is not affected by the strong academic atmosphere that pervades the family at all."

Honami nodded: "This is really difficult. Even Mikako has become a master of international relations. Although she is more famous for eating noodles with her nose."

Chiyoko loudly interrupted Kazuma and Honami's singing: "Whatever you say! I am just a small citizen, and I don't have the world in my heart. Anyway, I am very satisfied today. Brother, you have finally achieved results. Mom, I am very happy."

"Why do you call me brother and call yourself mother?"

"Don't worry about these details. Since you don't want to warm up in the morning, come out and get ready for breakfast. You both have to go to work. If you don't hurry up, you'll be stuck in traffic."

Kazuma stretched, let out a long yawn, and then asked Chiyoko: "Has Tamamo prepared hangover tea?"

"She cooked it early and used a fan to cool it down, waiting for you to drink it."

Honami: "I have already drank it. It is indeed very magical. This kind of beneficial mystery, I still don't want it to disappear."

"But we have nothing to say about this." Kazuma scratched his head, "Maybe we can turn it from a mystery into a science by analyzing the ingredients. Isn't China working on turning traditional Chinese medicine into proprietary Chinese medicine? ?”

For example, Banlangen granules were not very useful when Hema was a child. When he grew up and started living on his own, he discovered how convenient Banlangen is.

Another example is Ma Yinglong.

Although there are some poor souls who are immune to Ma Yinglong, for most people, suppositories are the solution.

It is now 1985, and the research and development of Chinese patent medicines has not yet been fully launched. Kazuma suddenly began to plan at this time. He could trick Honami to invest in China, conduct scientific tests on Chinese medicines, determine the effective ingredients, and then register a patent——

Then Kazuma remembered that he was now Japanese. The Japanese tested Chinese medicine and then rushed to patent it. This story seemed a bit familiar.

Chiyoko interrupted Kazuma's thoughts: "Brother! You are in a daze again! I find that your daze is getting more and more serious now."

Kazuma: "Spread my thoughts."

After that, he started to change clothes.

Honami used to run away as soon as she saw Kazuma changing clothes, but this time she stood in the room and looked at Kazuma's abdominal muscles openly.

Chiyoko teased from the side: "I told you not to seize the opportunity! In the morning, you were talking about the baby boomer during World War II. Do you regret it now?"

Kazuma picked up what his sister was saying: "What, some lesbians have needs again?"

Honami gave him a white look and ran away.

Before running away, I took another look at his abs.

**

After eating, Hema put on his coat and climbed into the cab of the crepe cart parked in the yard.

Tamamo immediately sat in the passenger seat.

Honami had already set off at this time because there was a canvassing activity of handing out flyers at the subway entrance in the morning - this guy stayed at the dojo last night, because the dojo was close to the subway station where the flyers were distributed.

Whatever is needed is incidental.

Kazuma started the car, and then waved to Chiyoko who was standing on the side watching him go out.

Put the gear into gear, increase the speed, and the car passed through the courtyard gate smoothly.

Tamamo suddenly said: "You will continue to pursue that Kitamachi police officer today, right?"

"Basically, that's the case. Of course, if there is a sudden terrorist attack on Tokyo, I will probably be dispatched urgently."

Tamamo asked again: "What about the selection of personnel for the Rangers?"

"The superiors haven't notified me of the selection yet," Kazuma replied. "I really hope that the superiors will issue an order early, so that I can roam around Tokyo openly without worrying about being accused of fishing at work."

"In the name of selecting a concubine, are you investigating the case?" Tamamo suddenly laughed, "I suddenly remembered that the Mito Huangmen also used the name of selecting a concubine to investigate cases everywhere."

Kazuma: "Mito Komon has done such a thing?"

"He did it, and he was really choosing concubines and slept with many people. Because it would be disgraceful to talk about it, both official and unofficial histories have erased this part."

Kazuma raised his eyebrows: "Since the parties involved have said so, then it is probably true."

Honami chuckled, then pointed to the subway station sign in front and said, "Put me down there."

"Are you going to take the subway too?"

"After all, I don't have permission to be late like you." Tamamo said and glanced at the street. "It feels like it will be completely blocked in a while."

Kazuma was speechless: "I think so."

At that time, Japanese scholars were still debating in newspapers whether such a wide road should be built in Tokyo and whether it was a waste.

Now Tokyoites just want to ask the planners back then why they built such a narrow road.

Kazuma stopped at the door of the subway station pointed by Tamamo. Tamamo opened the door and got off the car, saying: "Come on with the investigation, my dear Mr. Detective."

"I'm no longer a detective." Kazuma muttered.