I teach kendo in Tokyo

While Chiyoko lost 80,000 yuan in tuition fees, Shigeru Ikeda opened his eyes.

The nurse who was observing his condition saw him open his eyes and immediately shouted doctor and rushed out of the special care ward.

Soon the attending physician rushed into the ward with a group of assistants and nurses.

After Professor Caiqian personally performed the examination, he congratulated: The recovery is perfect. This resilience is amazing.

After finishing speaking, Professor Zaizen looked back at the door of the ward, and said to Detective Shiratori and Detective Takayama who were already waiting at the door of the ward: You two, it's okay. He is in a good condition and can have a conversation. However, be careful not to take too long.

Understood. We're just asking some details. We'll be fine soon.

Professor Zaizen nodded and said to Shigeru Ikeda: Then leave it to the detectives. I will come over to see you later.

After saying this, Professor Zaizen smiled at Shigeru Ikeda.

It seems that the professor really wants to leave a good impression on Shigeru Ikeda.

After all, Shigeru Ikeda was Kazuma Kiryu's disciple, and he was the only one.

After Professor Zaizen led the people away, Detective Shiratori and Detective Takayama came to Ikeda Shigeru's bed.

We have a few questions. If you feel that you can't answer the inquiry for a long time, let's ask the key points first. Detective Shiratori stopped and waited for Shigeru Ikeda's answer.

Shigeru Ikeda glanced out the window and asked first: My father... Naoto Ikeda, how is it?

Dead. Your master seems to be planning to pay for it himself. He should start when you wake up.

How can this be done? Master's tuition fees haven't been paid yet.

As soon as he finished speaking, Detective Takayama asked in surprise: How could it be possible? Didn't the Nanjo family fully sponsor the tuition?

Detective Shiratori signaled Detective Takayama to stop talking, and then went straight to the point: You witnessed the scene of your father's death, right?

Shigeru Ikeda shook his head gently: No, I was unconscious at that time. When I opened my eyes, the matter was already over.

It doesn't matter, tell us what you saw when you woke up. Detective Shiratori's tone sounded like the big brother announcer on a late-night radio station.

Shigeru Ikeda was silent for a few seconds before speaking eloquently: I heard someone shouting, 'Mo, get up' and 'run away'. The shouts made me open my eyes, and then I saw...

The two detectives stared at Shigeru Ikeda attentively, waiting for him to continue.

Shigeru Ikeda: I saw a tall figure standing there, against the light. Before I fell, I thought it was Naoto Ikeda, but looking back now, I'm not sure what I saw.

That figure is too tall, Naoto Ikeda...my father shouldn't be that tall. He is a man with a hunched back and shrinking hands and feet, as if he wants to hide himself anytime and anywhere.

His back is both powerless and annoying. This is what I remember of Naoto Ikeda.

But, at that moment, the figure in the backlight was so tall, like a Kamen Rider.

Shiratori glanced at Takayama: You are relatively young. Have you seen Kamen Rider?

Spare me, I was already in college when Dongying filmed this film. This is a child-oriented film.

Shigeru Ikeda ignored Detective Takayama and continued: I heard gunshots, but the tall figure did not fall down immediately, and still rushed towards the enemy.

Sure enough, that's actually a passing Kamen Rider, right?

No, Detective Shiratori shook his head, That's your father, Naoto Ikeda. You have good language skills, but it's completely inconsistent with your Chinese language scores written in the information.

Shigeru Ikeda glanced at Detective Shiratori: That's because I've read a lot of books recently, such as Osamu Dazai.

Detective Shiratori shrugged: So, you don't know what happened to your father? You don't know how he stood up in the end? Can I ask you how you untied the rope from your body?

I provoked them and asked them to challenge me. Shigeru Ikeda then recounted everything that happened before he fell into coma.

About thirty minutes later, Detective Shiratori nodded: Very good, we have nothing more to ask. You have a good rest...

Can I be discharged from the hospital? Shigeru Ikeda said and sat up directly. I feel that I am in great condition. If I don't leave the hospital, I won't be able to do anything, right? After all, I may be the only candidate to hold the portrait.

Detective Shiratori and Detective Takayama looked at each other, and then said, Then you have to ask Professor Zaizen. We are not doctors and we cannot decide whether you can be discharged from the hospital.

**

Two days later, the Ikeda family.

The entrance to a dilapidated house was repainted, and all the paint sprayed by debt collectors was wiped off.

There was a table for guests to sign in at the door of the house, but the name list was empty. Apart from the Kiryu family and Kiryu Kazuma's apprentices, there were only the names of two detectives, Shiratori and Takayama.

I don't know if all the original relatives of the Ikeda family were dead, or they didn't want to suffer from this bad luck, but none of them showed up.

Because there are no more women in the Ikeda family who can receive guests, the person sitting behind the sign-in table is Chiyoko Kiryu - Shigeru Ikeda is Kazuma's disciple. In Japan, the master-disciple relationship is second only to family ties, so Chiyoko takes on the role. The duties of a hostess.

In order to take on this responsibility, Chiyoko borrowed an all-black furisode kimono from the Nanjo family. The Kiryu family did not have such an all-black kimono. Chiyoko only had a wedding kimono passed down from her mother.

However, because there were no guests at all, Chiyoko was looking at the clouds in the sky boredly.

The sound of a monk chanting sutras came constantly from the main entrance of a house.

The Ikeda family is a very small house, and there is not much room left for a coffin in the living room.

A monk wearing cassocks sat in the middle of the living room, reading Sanskrit scriptures that he couldn't understand.

Japanese monks chant sutras with unique singing, just like Noh drama.

Ikeda Shigeru held the portrait and sat not far behind the monk.

The portrait of Naoto Ikeda is very young. It seems that this guy has not taken any serious photos in the past ten years or so, so he can only take a photo from when he was just married.

Kazuma Kiryu, who was sitting next to Ikeda, felt that Naoto Ikeda looked like a good young man when he was young.

When Shigeru Ikeda came back from the hospital, he became silent a lot and didn't even speak much. He would finish the training and study arranged by Hema every day, feeling like a dull gourd.

Kazuma was a little worried that his apprentice would get sick.

After the ritual was over and Naoto Ikeda was burned - Japanese tradition is to burn him to ashes before being buried - Kazuma had to find a way to restore his apprentice's spirit.

At this time, Kazuma heard the two detectives standing at the back talking to each other: I recognize this monk. Isn't this the great monk Masaru of Tsukiji Honganji Temple? Can Kiryu-kun afford him?

Of course it's because of the reputation of the Nanjo family that we got a shocking discount. Is there anything strange about it?

Kazuma looked back at the two detectives.

Originally, he wanted to complain that the two of them were chatting in such a loud voice on such an occasion, but then he thought about it. It was not the detective who was loud, but the fact that the house was too small and the distance between the back and front rows was too close.

And when the funeral is held later, two criminal police officers will have to be bothered to carry the coffin. Otherwise, if there are not enough men, Nanjo will have to mobilize his own SP to carry the coffin.

Funerals in Japan are very particular. Someone with connections must carry the coffin.

The two criminal police officers who handled the death case of Naoto Ikeda were also considered people with connections.

Asking a few unrelated black people to dance while carrying the coffin won't work in Japan.

Kazuma looked away, looked at Ikeda Shigeru again, and hesitated to speak.

**

That evening, Shigeru Ikeda came back from the crematorium.

Because he could not afford a cemetery, Naoto Ikeda's ashes were brought back by Shigeru Ikeda. It is a common practice for Japanese families who cannot afford a cemetery to enshrine ashes in an urn at home.

Sometimes, according to the last wishes of the deceased, they are sprinkled into the mountains and seas.

Shigeru Ikeda put the urn inside the TV cabinet - the TV had long been sold by Naoto Ikeda to exchange money for gambling, and now there was only a cabinet left, which looked like a shrine.

After putting away the urn, Shigeru Ikeda looked at the home again.

In order to hold the ritual ceremony, the dispatched personnel of the Nanjo family had already cleaned the house and cleared away all the mountains of domestic garbage.

Even the breath of life was cleared away.

This makes the house look like it has bare walls.

Shigeru Ikeda originally wanted to sell the house to his master to pay for college tuition, but his master asked him to keep it and come back to visit from time to time. If it didn't work out, he could use it to pay for his own tuition.

Ikeda Shigeru stood in a house that was lifeless, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He couldn't understand his mood at this time at all.

Logically speaking, getting rid of this family should make him feel liberated. After all, nothing good happened in this family.

All memories are full of pain and sadness.

However, now Shigeru Ikeda suddenly found that he was a little lonely.

In order to relieve this loneliness, he decided to see what else he could take away from home.

He came to the dining room from the living room and found that the tableware had been replaced with brand new ones. The old tableware had probably been smashed by the drunk Naoto Ikeda.

So the Nanjo family put on new tableware.

He opened the refrigerator, only to find that it was empty while it was still operating.

Shigeru Ikeda sighed, left the dining room and went into his room.

His room was also cleaned, and then something caught Shigeru Ikeda's eye.

The thing was placed on the empty desk, and the sunlight from outside fell on it, soft and bright.

It was the Kamen Rider belt that my mother bought for Ikeda Shigeru. Ikeda Shigeru was wearing this belt back then. He gained courage from the false transformation sound effects and stood behind Ikeda Naoto with a knife.

And my mother stopped Ikeda Shigeru who was wearing this belt.

Shigeru Ikeda stepped forward and gently picked up the belt.

He remembered that the belt was damaged by his father's beating that day and could no longer produce the sound and light effects of transformation.

After my mother left, my father said that seeing the belt would remind him of that bitch, so he snatched the belt away and threw it away.

It should obviously be thrown away.

Later, Ikeda Shigeru himself blackmailed his classmates in the lower grades and used the money to buy a brand new belt.

But this belt should be the one thrown away by his father. There is a crack on the back of the belt buckle, which was caused by his father grabbing the belt.

Shigeru Ikeda looked at the belt, and the scene when Naoto Ikeda woke up from alcohol and rummaged through the trash can for the belt like a stray dog ​​suddenly came to mind.

He sighed and put the belt back on the table, but hesitated before picking it up again and stuffing it into his bag.

Now, Shigeru Ikeda can't wait to leave this place, where he feels that he will be suffocated by chaotic memories at any time.

He returned to the living room, looked at the urn, and finally decided to leave it here.

Although Naoto Ikeda finally became his father, Shigeru Ikeda still wanted to seal him, along with all those memories, in this dilapidated building.

Shigeru Ikeda left the place he once called home with his only harvest: a worn-out Kamen Rider transformation belt.

He left his father, memories, and everything in the past here - at least that's what he thought.

He rode the newspaper delivery bicycle and quickly returned to Kiryu Dojo and entered the small room for himself next to the entrance.

This is his little world, his current comfort zone, and he can feel a sense of security that he has never felt before.

He turned on the kettle and began to heat the water, took out a box of cup noodles that were about to expire at half price, tore open the package, added seasonings, and waited for the water to boil.

Then he took out the old Kamen Rider transformation belt.

He looked at the belt, lost in thought.

The water boiled and the kettle hissed, but he did not return from his meditation.

Then, the door to the guest room opened, and Kiryu Kazuma walked in: Amao! The water is boiling!

Ikeda Shigeru suddenly woke up and quickly reached out to turn off the stove.

Shigeru Ikeda looked up at his master and asked involuntarily: Is my father a good person or a bad person? If my mother did not run away but continued to accompany him, would he become different?

Look, he can obviously protect me like a Kamen Rider at the last moment of his life, so who can say that he won't get better at other times?

After a series of questions, Ikeda Shigeru looked at Kiryu Kazuma with straightforward and simple eyes, waiting for the master's guidance.

Kazuma looked at his apprentice, and he suddenly realized that this was a key point. Whether Ikeda Shigeru would stumble around carrying the shadow of the past in his future life, or turn everything in the past into his own motivation and hold his head high, it all depends on this moment. .

Kiryu Kazuma knew that his action of running in to remind his apprentice to turn off the stove made him the switcher who changed his apprentice's life.

Kazuma glanced at the top of Shigeru Ikeda's head. He had two permanent entries, one of which was a gift from his father.

Is it enough to just tell Amao that his father finally gave him his blessing?

Kazuma felt that things would not be that simple.

Then his eyes fell on the transformation belt in Ikeda Shigeru's hand.

The old belt looks very old, and there are quite conspicuous cracks on it. This is useless garbage that will make the children cry if you give it to them.

But Shigeru Ikeda held it very dearly.

Kazuma ignored Ikeda's question, looked at the belt and asked, What is this belt?

My mother bought me a transformation belt. I thought my father had thrown it away, but today I found that it is still there.

Kazuma felt that he had found the key point.

He said: Kamen Rider is really a great work. Under the handsome mask, there is the sorrow of transforming people. But even if he bursts into tears, he still has to fight for justice.

Yes, I couldn't understand everything when I was a kid. But when I grow up, I admire it so much.

Sixteen-year-old Shigeru Ikeda was not, strictly speaking, grown up, but Kazuma did not correct him.

Kazuma: Why don't you try transforming?

Huh? Shigeru Ikeda raised his head in confusion and looked at Kazuma.

And Kazuma performed the classic transformation action of the first generation Kamen Rider.

He did it very seriously, as if he were performing some serious ceremony.

Shigeru Ikeda became even more confused: Why suddenly?

It's a change of mood. Come on, give it a try, maybe it will work? You happen to have a belt.

Kazuma encouraged Ikeda Shigeru, so the sixteen-year-old boy stood up and buckled the belt around his waist clumsily.

Although Shigeru Ikeda has a good figure, the belt designed for children still tightens his waist.

Kazuma: Okay, now you are the unlucky guy who was captured by Shuka and reformed. All the pain, sorrow, and separation you have experienced before are all the sufferings given to you by the Shuka organization! What are you going to do now?

Shigeru Ikeda was silent for a few seconds, then raised his hand and made the starting gesture of transformation.

He performed his movements meticulously, as if he was really the Kamen Rider who had gone through many hardships.

All the pain and sorrow, along with his movements, turned into a heart of strength and justice.

Above his head, the Prodigal Son entry and the gift left by his father burned, becoming one in the flames.

Shigeru Ikeda completed his final transformation.

He stood there, exuding the aura of an upright man, like a real Kamen Rider.

Above his head, the entries condensed in the firelight shined extremely brightly.

knight of law

No instructions, just burning entries.

Kazuma stretched out his hand and patted his apprentice on the shoulder: Very good, congratulations on your new life.