I teach kendo in Tokyo

In the early morning of the first day of Golden Week, Kiryu Kazuma dreamed that the police had sent back his beloved knife.

He jumped up excitedly, and then realized that it was a dream.

Today is another day where I can’t see my beloved knife.

Is this how a man feels about the weapon he once entrusted his life to?

Kazuma remembered that in his previous life, he had read a cartoon about the feelings of the US military towards jeeps. It showed the US military tearfully shooting the broken down car.

Kazuma stood up and got dressed, went to the kitchen as usual, and picked up the barley tea prepared by Chiyoko.

"Are you going to the Akutagawa Dojo today?" Chiyoko asked Kazuma as she was busy in front of the stove, "Would it give people the impression that you are not serious when you go to compete with someone with an injury?"

"Whether I'm serious or not, it'll be fine if I win." Kazuma said nonchalantly.

"She's a girl, brother, please be gentle!" Chiyoko glared at Kazuma, "Also, don't imitate those stupid men who lack kendo and aim specifically for the chest."

Kazuma responded, and only after answering did he realize that something was wrong, so he hurriedly asked his sister: "What's going on? How did you know that there was a kendo man staring at the chest and hitting her?"

Chiyoko patted Kazuma and said, "It's not what you think! In order to increase our strength, we Koshikawa girls will hold practice matches with the men's kendo clubs of other schools.

"The male members all hit on the chest, and they said with a smile that it would be the least painful for you to be hit here. In fact, it hurt like hell even through the protective gear. After all, this place is the tightest, so hitting the abdomen would feel much better. "

Kazuma was furious: "Which school's kendo club? I beat them to death in the kendo competition! I don't want the championship anymore, until every tooth pops out, one by one."

Chiyoko looked at Kazuma's angry look and laughed: "Okay, brother! What a big deal. You might as well be more ruthless when you are sparring with Nanjo-senpai. She usually trains me very strictly. I can't beat her." I’m in pain.”

"Oh, Nanjo, huh, I remember, it turns out she is such a woman, she looked at me during the sparring..."

"Don't use that protrusion of yours! Forbidden!" Chiyoko put down the pan that was frying fish and crossed her hands in the air.

In Japan, a circle on the test paper means you got the question right, while a cross means "wrong" just like in China.

Kazuma: "Aren't your fish going to get mushy?"

"Don't worry, I know it." Chiyoko quickly picked up the pot again and carefully turned the fish over.

This is an important amount of food for the Kiryu family and cannot be wasted.

Kazuma looked at Chiyoko frying fish, and suddenly felt afraid: Damn it, is it because I made fun of the Fool after time travel, so I have to be poor for the rest of my life?

No, I don’t want to have to eat fried fish all my life!

Kazuma has been accompanying Chiyoko to the shopping street to buy ingredients recently. He finally understood why his dining table seemed to be rich - it was because Chiyoko was deeply loved by the old neighbors in the shopping street, and every day he went there, he could get a lot for nothing that they could not sell. Dropped fish and vegetables.

If someone else were to buy groceries, the expenses would immediately rise if they wanted to maintain the sumptuous dining table.

No, we have to cheer up and restore the dojo's operations as soon as possible. Let’s start with those bad boys. Find the kind of young men who are moved by my righteousness and want to change their minds to practice sword practice and pay the money at the same time!

While Kazuma was making plans, he heard the doorbell ringing - yes, the door of Kiryu's house had been rebuilt after two days of emergency repairs by Bai Fengfeng's related construction team.

This speed made Kazuma sigh that Japan in this era is indeed similar to China in 2020.

The speed of infrastructure construction!

The doorbell rang once and then stopped.

Chiyoko asked doubtfully: "It's a holiday today, who would come here so early? Could it be that the children nearby were playing around? That's why it rang once and then stopped."

Kazuma scratched his head when the doorbell rang for the second time.

It doesn’t feel like a kid who presses and runs, but like a polite visitor who deliberately avoids pressing the doorbell too quickly.

Kazuma: "I'll go take a look."

"Wait a minute, I'll give you the wooden knife!" Chiyoko turned off the fire and ran out of the kitchen. A moment later, she came in with the wooden knife and stuffed it into Kazuma's hand.

Although Kazuma felt that the Yakuza wouldn't cause trouble again, he still took it just in case.

As a master of a dojo, it is quite reasonable to carry a wooden sword around your home, right?

Kazuma put the wooden sword on his shoulder and strutted towards the entrance.

The newly built entrance hall is paved with new wooden floors. The materials used are very sophisticated, forming a clear dividing line with the original wooden floors, which looks a bit strange.

Another strange thing is that the shoe cabinet, which was the only one that survived the previous accident, looks very out of place with the brand new entrance.

Kazuma ignored these shortcomings, came to the new door, held the door handle with some exaggerated carvings, and opened the door.

The Yakuza also arranged a small flag for the Kiryu Dojo to hang outside the door, with the word Kiryu written on it.

It actually looks quite impressive.

After all, Jida relies on momentum to survive, and pays special attention to this aspect.

Kazuma opened the door and glanced towards the courtyard door. What he thought at this time was: Maybe the police had returned the knife.

He was just thinking about his knife.

But outside the door is a Lincoln.

An old butler who looked respectable and dignified stood outside the door. When he saw Kazuma coming out with a wooden knife, the old butler raised his eyebrows slightly.

Kazuma habitually - yes, habitually - looked over the head of the old housekeeper.

He was shocked when he saw it, Okinawa Matsubara-ryu level 67...

Remember Okinawa Matsubara-ryu is a school of karate, right?

Level 67, luckily there are no other special entries, otherwise this would be the Body Gundam!

He Ma thought this, and then took a closer look at the old man's face, huh? Feel like you've seen it before?

Only then did Kazuma notice a girl with a princess hair style poking her head behind the old housekeeper.

It's Miss Nanjo.

The moment Tong Hema's eyes met, the girl smiled, her smile as warm and pleasant as a hydrangea.

Kazuma suddenly felt that his current appearance of carrying a wooden sword on his shoulder was a bit inappropriate.

Putting aside whether or not I can beat a level 67 karate physical Gundam, I think it's obviously not good for me to be a candidate for the money bag in the future. No, I'm a student candidate. It's obviously not good to pose like this.

"Nanjo-san, good morning." Kazuma smiled at the girl, "Are you here to see Chiyoko?"

This trick is to retreat in order to advance. First assume that the other party is here to see your sister, and let the other party take the initiative to say "No, I am here to see you", so that you can take the moral initiative!

Nanjo was stunned for a moment, then her housekeeper spoke: "Mr. Kiryu, my lady heard that you were sick, so she came to visit you... But in my opinion, you are not troubled by the disease."

The old man's eyes fell on the bandage exposed under the sleeve of Kazuma's home clothes.

The old man showed an intriguing smile: "I heard some interesting things, so I came here today to check on the situation. It seems that I came to the right place."

Thinking about it, he made so much noise that even a consortium like Sumitomo Construction had to retreat in the face of difficulties. If the housekeeper of the Nanjo family hadn't heard anything, then Kazuma would have doubted the strength of the Nanjo family.

The housekeeper turned back to Nanjo-san and said, "Miss, it is very dangerous to get too close to this man. I suggest..."

The old man stopped talking when he saw Nanjo's lonely and helpless expression.

On the contrary, Kazuma understood the old man's mood. After all, Nanjo-san's unconscious expression just now was quite lethal.

The old man sighed: "Okay, miss, as long as you are careful not to do anything that will bring shame to the Nanjo family, I can turn a blind eye."

Kazuma understood, this was because the old housekeeper had softened his heart.

At this time, Chiyoko's voice came from behind Kazuma: "Brother, what's going on? Who is here?"

Then Chiyoko appeared behind Kazuma, sticking her head out to look in the direction of the courtyard door: "Who is... eh, Nanjo-senpai?"

Chiyoko raised her eyebrows and smiled evilly: "Nanjo-senpai, there are two Kiryu students here. If you call me like this, you can't tell whether you are calling me or my brother, right, and Masan!"

This is to induce Nanjo-san to shout "Wazuma" directly.

Nanjo showed an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry! That's true, then Chiyoko-san, Kiryu-san."

The evil smile on Chiyoko's face suddenly disappeared.

Soon enough, a very heroic brake sound came from outside the door.

An ordinary Japanese-made car parked steadily next to the Lincoln. Fujii Mikako jumped out of the car holding a luxurious-looking lunch box and shouted: "Kazuma! I'm here to play with you! Wow, who is this?" Our car is so handsome!”