I teach kendo in Tokyo

Probably because of a tacit understanding with Kazuma, Shiratori didn't bother Kiryu Dojo again after returning from the shopping street. Of course, for Kazuma, it was a rare experience to follow Shiratori to the scene, and more importantly, the idea he had been struggling with for a long time was finally understood.

Shiratori did not come to the door, and his former partner Asano is still in the hospital under the care of his fiancée. It is optimistically estimated that it will take at least a month or two before he can be discharged from the hospital. Under such circumstances, Kazuma couldn't go to work, so he had several days of "free time." In the past, Kazuma would most likely ignore the rules and drive to patrol the city, but now he has other things to do.

In the room of Kiryu Dojo, Kazuma spread out several blueprints in front of him, folded his hands and looked at the symbols on the blueprints seriously. These blueprints are the building plans of the commercial building where Hyuga Company is located, and the symbols above are the distribution of cameras and security systems.

Blueprints provided by the Nanjo family. The Nanjo family's business covers many fields such as building security, and it is easy for them to obtain such a blueprint. The above marking has also been verified by Suzuki Butler, and there is no problem in terms of credibility.

"Looking at it this way, it's really quite sparse..."

Kazuma murmured to himself as he looked at the blueprint.

Compared to the era before he traveled through time, when digital products had long been commercialized, Japanese cameras and other technological products are still relatively expensive nowadays. Therefore, in the security system marked on the blueprint, the number and density of cameras are far from being comparable to that of later generations - in other words, the difficulty of sneaking in is not as high as Ma originally expected.

Probably because of the opening of the knot in his heart, Kazuma felt that his thoughts were much more vivid.

Kazuma had seen the physical model corresponding to the camera at the Nanjo security company and was basically familiar with its performance. At this time, Kazuma stared at the blueprint and began to sketch the route to sneak into the building in his mind - entering from the side, bypassing the guard room, waiting at the corner for the camera to turn, and then running up the stairs from the blind corner. The elevator cannot be used. On the one hand, there is a lack of space to escape, and on the other hand, it is easy to leave fingerprints.

Changing from one picture to another, Kazuma continued to simulate various activities of sneaking into the building in his mind, and slightly recalled the scene of the terrorist attack at the SF venue when he was dating Honami - what he faced at that time was... A whole group of gangsters armed with heavy firepower, with the help of Jack Cheng's entry, dealt with the gangsters according to the location, and finally cut down a group of gangsters and rescued innocent people.

Compared to the venue that was riddled with bullets at that time, the outdated security system of the building in front of him was almost like a playground in Kazuma's eyes. Of course, ordinary people would probably still be stopped, but if it were a high-level warrior like Suzuki Butler, the effect would probably be similar to that of a radar net against a stealth fighter in World War II.

"Okay, it should be fine."

After flipping through the last blueprint, Kazuma had already planned several infiltration routes in his mind, but he still hesitated on the timing of action.

It is more convenient to go out during the day, but at that time there is a lot of people in the building. Even if he can perfectly avoid the camera, his face will be seen and it will fall short. It should be said that thanks to the tireless reporting of a certain weekly magazine, Kazuma is now considered a minor celebrity. Even if there were only one or two people in the building who could recognize him, it was a risk that couldn't be ignored.

People are more afraid of being famous than pigs are afraid of being strong. No wonder Batman always covers his face when going out. Kazuma, who was dumbfounded, suddenly had a new understanding of fame.

"As expected, it's better to move at night..."

Just as Kazuma was stroking his chin and thinking, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the bedroom.

"who!?"

Kazuma reflexively wanted to put the blueprint away, but then recovered and relaxed. There are so many tangles these days. Everyone in the Kiryu Dojo basically knows what he is going to do. Tamamo, Honami, and even Chiyoko are all enthusiastically supporting him, so there is no need to worry at all.

Of course Amao is excepted.

As a disciple who has obtained the exemption and moved out of the dojo to live alone, according to common sense, he has already left the school and established his own school. Although the relationship between master and apprentice will not be shaken by moving or leaving the army, Amao, as a legal knight, is destined to take a completely different path from him, so Kazuma has no intention of involving Amao.

What he wants to do is by no means perfect, at least he has this awareness. If Amao can help everyone based on his beliefs, he will naturally be applauded. Amao has been busy dealing with Hinami's commissions and studies recently, so he probably won't show up to the dojo too much. It's also a more convenient situation for Kazuma.

"……Come in."

With such thoughts in mind, Kazuma changed his sitting posture slightly and called the people outside the door to come in.

The door slid aside, and Tamamo, who was wearing casual clothes outside, smiled at him.

"Are you studying the map? I'm not disturbing you, right?" Tamamo was slightly surprised when he noticed the blueprints scattered on the ground.

"No, I've basically finished reading it. By the way, are you on vacation today?" Kazuma glanced over. As a prosecutor, Tamamo naturally has public duties that she attends every day, but recently she seems to be staying at the dojo more frequently.

"Well, a shrine I'm familiar with has recently held an important sacrificial event, and my hometown asked me to come and help... After telling the boss, I can easily get a vacation, and I want to help and make an offering." Tamamo shrugged shoulder, and sat down next to Kazuma.

"I see, people with a background can really do whatever they want." Kazuma shrugged. The plump demon fox leaned against him, the solid weight and warmth pressing against his arms were quite comfortable.

"It's not all a lie. I really went to participate in the sacrifice at the acquaintance's shrine and brought back local products, right?" The big demon fox gave him a sideways look like a petulant annoyance.

"Oh?" Kazuma immediately showed interest when he heard "local product", but Tamamo turned her head away deliberately as if to arouse her appetite, and her eyes fell on the blueprints scattered on the ground.

"Is this information sent by Honami? It seems that you are really planning to sneak in and install a bug. Are you sure? Do you want me to prepare information in advance to help you defend yourself?"

"No problem, the big deal is to change from secret reconnaissance to open robbery. Even the old thief Uesugi was cut down by me, I want to see who else in that building can keep me?" Kazuma clapped his knees and said proudly. He declared, and then noticed that his fox narrowed his eyes slightly.

"……how?"

"You have a very good expression, like a little boy who is determined to confess. I haven't seen such a vigorous Kazuma for a while." Tamamo said this, but her tone was inexplicably unhappy. "But it's not me who helps you figure it out, but that bad old man. It just makes me a little jealous."

"Hey, hey, the White Bird Police Department isn't going to mess up the old man, is it?" By the way, are you going to compete with him? You arranged this in the first place, right? Kazuma groaned inwardly.

"Ah, foxes are inherently jealous animals, so they have to let me vent their anger." Tamamo said as if she could read his mind.

"Well, I can figure out that it's actually because of you. And it's much bigger than him. This is true." Kazuma put his arm around his fox's shoulders and looked into her eyes and said seriously.

"...Well, the attitude is quite sincere, but the language needs to be organized a little more, so I'll just give it a passing grade." Tamamo covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes bent into crescent shapes.

"Thank you madam for your noble hand. Are there any prizes for passing the test?" Kazuma breathed a sigh of relief.

"Of course, No." Tamamo said and took out something from his sleeve robe.

"...Leaves?" Taking the fiery red maple leaf handed over by the fox, Kazuma tilted his head in confusion. Although he subconsciously wanted to treat this scene as some kind of joke, but judging from the expression on his fox's face, it didn't seem to be the case.

"Have you ever heard the idiom 'a leaf blinds the eye'?" Tamamo asked, half leaning on Kazuma Youran, as if he was not in a hurry to reveal the answer.

"Of course, I'm a student of Dongda University." Kazuma raised his chest and raised his head, wondering if he should show off his skills in playing Idiom Solitaire back then. Suddenly, he had other ideas. He lowered his head and stared at the unusually red maple leaf in his hand, in disbelief. road. "Wait a minute, could this be..." a mysterious magic weapon? The kind that makes people invisible?

"It's not that amazing." Looking at the man with a happy face, Tamamo smiled bitterly and waved his hand. "Optical camouflage is the domain of the science department. At most, it can only prevent acquaintances from recognizing you. It will still be exposed if caught by the camera... Well, in terms of function, it is probably similar to a recognition obstacle, right?"

According to Tamamo, this maple leaf has a blinding effect of "one leaf blinding the eyes", which will automatically block other people's recognition. As long as you hold it, you will be an insignificant passerby in the eyes of others and will not attract any unnecessary attention. Of course, if you make too much noise, you will definitely attract the attention of passers-by. In addition, this kind of blinding method is also ineffective for upper-level warriors with keen intuition like a sword master.

"...In other words, as long as there are no experts at Hinata Company, I can just walk sideways?" Kazuma gasped several times while holding the maple leaf.

"Cameras still have to be avoided, and it's also best not to test the vigilance of the security guards. After all, this is not optical camouflage, it's just a small eyesore." Tamamo reminded cautiously.

"Your little deception..." is already very outrageous, right? Kazuma murmured in his mind, taking a closer look at the eerily red maple leaf, and suddenly noticed something. "Wait a minute, is this why you went to attend the shrine ceremony?"

"After all, it is a woman's duty to prepare armor and weapons for men who go to war." Tamamo narrowed her eyes and smiled. "Besides, that guy and I are old acquaintances. Since we have enjoyed the sacrifice for so long, we should do something for the worshipper."

"...Mrs. Mighty." Kazuma made a gesture of admiration.

Although I don't know who "that guy" is, but for the big demon fox to say "enjoy the sacrifice for so long", Kazuma is probably an earth god enshrined in the Millennium Shrine somewhere. Tamamo wants to use science to kill gods and monsters, but the mystical system is so deeply rooted in Japan, it seems that it will take some time before her wish comes true.

"Then, I accept it without mercy?" Kazuma asked carefully while holding the maple leaf. In the past, his exposure to the mysterious system was mostly through scratching an itch in his shoes. This was the first time he had received direct help like this, and now he couldn't wait to test it out.

Tamamo watched with a smile as he put the maple leaves into his ID book, and then he thought of a suggestion. "By the way, do you want to take Qingliu with you when you go?"

"Bring on Qingliu? Why?" Kazuma was stunned. This suggestion was beyond his expectation.

"Qing Liu has been a little depressed lately, you know why, right? Asking her to stretch her muscles with you can change her mood."

"In order to change your mood, you will follow me to fight against gangsters and gangsters?" He Ma clicked his tongue.

"You also know how dangerous what you are doing is?" Tamamo punched the man on the shoulder angrily. "This is what I'm worried about too. You don't know what dangers you will experience in the future. Let Qingliu follow you to prevent you from doing stupid things, and there are multiple people to take care of you. Moreover, Qingliu's skill is second only to you in the dojo. It won’t hold you back.”

"Even if you say so..." Kazuma scratched his head in confusion.

What Tamamo said did make sense, and he also knew that Haruyu had been struggling with the fact that his swordsmanship had become weak. However, Qingliu finally managed to get out of the bloody world, so there was no reason for her to go back just for his own convenience.

Kazuma wanted to object, but when he looked up, he found that Tamamo was looking at him very seriously. It was obvious that this proposal was not the product of a whim. Kazuma frowned slightly, touched the ID book that collected Maple Leaf, and reconsidered his thoughts.

He is not alone.

Just like Nanjo Tamamo and the others tried their best to support his ideas, he should also respect their concerns and intentions. It's natural for Tamamo to worry about him. Could it be that those piles of detailed blueprints on the ground were not Honami's thoughts? What is the saying that love is never given one-sidedly?

"...What did Qingliu say?"

When he asked this question, Kazuma noticed that his heart had relaxed. And based on Fox's steady style of doing things, she must have consulted Qing Liu's opinion beforehand.

"She went directly to class with Seiyu Sekiki." Tamamo answered with a smile.

"What the hell?" The girls in the family are really more aggressive than the other! Kazuma was stunned when he heard this. After a moment of silence, he sighed helplessly. "Forget it, anyway, if we go to install a bug this time, we shouldn't have a chance to encounter a fighting scene."

**

The weight and price of mobile phones in this era are very considerable. Of course, it is impossible to configure them due to the financial constraints of Kiryu Dojo, but at least the popularity of pagers gives everyone a means of emergency communication.

Of course, Haruyu's pager was prepared by Tamamo in advance. When Haruyu dialed back from the public phone, Kazuma made an appointment with her to meet at a burger restaurant on the streets of Tokyo in the afternoon. In the era of Japan's rapid economic development, certain working people have also mushroomed on the streets of Tokyo, becoming a very popular dating place for young people.

When Kazuma arrived at the burger restaurant, it was already overcrowded. In the corner of the burger restaurant, he saw Haruyu who had occupied a seat early. I saw Qingliu drinking Coke and staring out the window. There were two large items on the seat opposite her. One was a box for the guitar, and the other was a knife room that contained Qingyue Qingyu.

Hotsu does not prohibit the circulation of Japanese swords as works of art, but placing them together with rock guitars still gives viewers an almost absurd feeling. Fortunately, those who engage in art are a group of mavericks, so they don't attract much attention in a popular burger restaurant.

Kazuma sighed and walked over quietly.

The new book "The Battle Ends in Eight Seconds" is also being serialized. It is a hot-blooded western gun battle theme.