I teach kendo in Tokyo

That night, paparazzi had already arrived outside the campus of North Gurashi High School.

Kazuma lay on the window of his classroom and looked out, and saw someone who looked like a reporter setting up a camera on the roof of the building opposite the school.

Are they so free? Kazuma couldn't help but mutter.

Nanjo smiled and said: This is their job. Generally speaking, the top paparazzi are looking for exclusives every day, while the rest just follow the crowd.

You know my sister-in-law, right? She used to be a female news anchor. After the scandal with my brother came out, there was a big fight. Even when I go out, I will be blocked by a bunch of paparazzi.

At this time, Nanjo was uncharacteristically three positions away from Kazuma, leaning right against the other edge of the same window.

Maybe she wanted to keep her distance as much as possible to prevent reporters from catching her making a fuss. However, this gave the scene between the two people a very distinct and youthful composition.

Very Japanese school drama.

Maybe some magazines that pursue a fresher style will like this composition.

It's hard to be a celebrity. Kazuma sighed sincerely, Fortunately, this time Weekly Fang Chun focused on the school, so no one went to the dojo.

Don't be stupid. There must be people who go to the dojo. But now you have an advantage, that is, your martial arts reputation is very good, and reporters probably won't dare to enter the dojo to cause trouble.

Why, are they afraid of stepping on the ninjutsu mechanism and dying?

Nanjo laughed again: It's impossible, but if a reporter stepped on a ninjutsu mechanism and was injured, his colleagues would be happy to send this unlucky guy's photo to newspapers and magazines.

Are you eating steamed buns with human blood on site? He Ma was speechless.

Human blood steamed buns...this is that one...

Lu Xun. He Ma said.

Ah, yes, you really know a lot of Chinese writers and literary works.

I think you are also very powerful if you know Lu Xun. He Ma responded.

Because our previous family doctor graduated from Sendai Medical College.

Isn't your family connected to a hospital? Do you still need a family doctor?

Family doctors are mainly responsible for daily health management, nutritional balance and other things. Hospitals are only responsible for treating diseases and will not care about these things. The old gentleman from Sendai Medical Department would tell me about Lu Xun from time to time, saying that he was The first Chinese person I have ever seen in my life.

Later, when he arrived in Tokyo, he often helped Chinese students with little money to treat their illnesses because he was deeply impressed by his seniors. But soon, all the international students in Tokyo left because it was already an enemy country to them.

Kazuma looked at the night sky and responded softly: That's it.

Speaking of which, although Japan's invasion of China left deep scars, before that, Japan was also an important place for Chinese young people to find a way to rejuvenate.

If he travels forward another hundred years, he might have a chance to change the fate of the two countries.

Kazuma suddenly laughed at himself when he thought of this. He found that he had swelled. After winning a few small battles in this second life, he began to feel that he had the ability to compete with the rolling tide of history.

But isn’t it romantic to single-handedly reverse the direction of history?

Wrestle with the giant called the era and try his own strength. If there is a chance, Kazuma really wants to give it a try.

At this time, Nanjo suddenly laughed out loud: Why are we talking about this? In this scene, we should obviously say something full of youthfulness, but in the end we end up talking like an old man.

Kazuma also smiled: Then let's talk about something youthful. What is the scope of preparation for Tokyo University?

Where is the youth here?

No, for candidates, this is youth. How about we start memorizing historical events from 1800 to 1899. Keio and Tokyo University both take this part of the exam, and we'll take turns asking questions.

Nanjo: Kazuma, look at me.

Kazuma turned to look at Nanjo. The girl was now leaning against the vertical edge of the window, half sitting on the windowsill. The classroom lights came from her left side, illuminating the left side of her body, while the right side of her body was bathed in the night and moonlight. .

If Kazuma could describe such a scene in one word, it must be youth.

Kazuma: I watched it, and then?

Do you really want to memorize historical events with me now? Nanjo asked.

Otherwise? Kazuma asked back.

Nanjo pursed his lips and looked at Kazuma.

I'll go first, what is the date of Napoleon's coronation? Based on his experience in flirting with girls, Kazuma judged that he should pretend to be a straight man at this time.

Yes, pretending to be a straight man is also a way to attract girls.

Just as Nanjo was about to speak, Mikako's voice came from the door: I'm finally back!

The two of them looked at the door together.

Mikako entered the classroom panting.

A few hours ago, she was taken back to run errands by someone from her class. It is said that the class chairman saw her running around Class B all day long to fish, and they were dissatisfied. The chairman of their class couldn't hold it back, so he had to take her back.

Why did it take you so long to buy ingredients for a fried noodle stall? Kazuma asked confused.

Because I'm responsible for breaking up the family. Mikako had a decisive look on her face, still clenching her hands in front of her chest, I'm telling you, there are a lot of reporters ambushing outside now, and when they see a girl wearing our school uniform, they will suddenly jump out to interview.

Kazuma thought for a moment that Mikako would suddenly jump out and call Demacia.

We were so entangled that we couldn't stand it any longer. Seeing that the gate to lock the school was about to arrive, I shouted, 'I am Kazuma Kiryu's childhood sweetheart,' which attracted the reporter's firepower and made several girls who were accompanying me shopping and running errands escape. ”

Kazuma: ...ah, that, that's hard work.

I didn't say anything! Mikako emphasized, I have a very strict mouth!

Then how did you come back? Nanjo asked.

Climb over the wall. Those reporters were not familiar with the surrounding roads, so I took a small path to climb over the wall and came back. Mikako put her hands on her hips, Fortunately, I am in good health. If I had been weaker, I would have been blocked by the reporters and unable to come back.

Nanjo: Actually, our SPs are following you. As long as you shout for help, they will appear.

You should have told me earlier!

Mikako shouted.

Speaking of which, if you are trying to circumvent the wall, will reporters take a picture of you and post a headline like, 'The Kiryu Dojo really teaches ninjutsu?' Kazuma joked.

I'm not as handsome as you in flipping. Really, I don't know how you suddenly got such a unique skill. I've never seen you perform it before.

It should be to save Chiyoko that pushed me to my limit. He was talking to Ma Xin, but he was actually right.

It is indeed an entry that only appeared after saving Chiyoko.

Then why didn't you push your limits when you rescued me? I was your only girlfriend candidate at that time, right? Mikako shouted dissatisfied.

At this time, the chairman entered the classroom with a noteboard with a thick stack of paper and a basket on his hand. He looked at Kazuma and sighed: It's just as I expected, more than half of the preparations have been done. It’s not even finished yet. I’ll probably have to work overtime tonight and it’ll be enough.”

Kazuma looked at the huge colored signboard that was blocking the blackboard in front of the classroom. The signboard was only half-made now, and it was mostly empty. There was a lot of unused colored paper next to it.

The chairman also looked back at the board: Don't worry about this. I will go to the drama club in a while and bring back Tagani-san. He is in charge of the big props in the drama club. Tonight...

The Chairman took out an energy drink from the basket he carried.

Kazuma knew that things were going to be very bad for Tagani-san tonight.

Why does Tagani-san still go to the drama club to help with preparations? Mikako asked, The third graders have already quit the club. I still have Kazuma, so I don't have to interfere with the kendo club at all. Honami, the new comer, is being taken care of. Become a sign girl.

Nanjo: I refuse.

At this time, Okada, who was busy writing at his position, raised his head: The school girl Tagani likes asked him to make a big prop, so he went.

What the hell? Kazuma half-opened his mouth, What about you?

What's wrong with me? Okada Anri turned to look at Kazuma and the others, Boys like girls who are sparkling and laugh, right?

Okada Anri's words were like instantly casting a group silence spell, completely silencing the Kiryu Group.

The chairman cleared his throat to break the silence: The rest includes the parade sign to attract customers, the small souvenirs distributed individually, and the costumes of the supporting actors... Tsk, it definitely won't be finished. Forget it, make the sign a top priority. Okay. Okada-san, what are you writing?

Well……

The script is completely finished, right? The chairman came to Okada and looked at the things on her table, Novel? Do you want to vote for the newcomer award?

Okada blushed.

Chairman: Come on, I think you can do it.

She also patted Okada on the shoulder.

Then he glared hard at the small group of girls who wanted to ridicule Okada.

Kazuma has long discovered that Okada Anri may have been bullied by the girls in the class before, but now that she has formed a relationship with Kiryu Kazuma, the first-ranked clique in the class, there should be no need to worry about anything worse happening. things.

Kazuma really can't appreciate the bullying culture in Japanese schools.

There is also bullying in Chinese schools, but it is far worse than in Japan.

There is violence in schools in China, and He Ma has seen in his life people queuing up to go to the toilet to slap someone.

Japan doesn't really beat you up, it's cold violence.

Real violence can also lead to a counterattack. After being violent, everyone will be afraid, and the situation will be much better. Japan's cold violence does not even have the means to fight back.

Kazuma looked at Okada Anri's mushroom head and thought that indeed the playwright's works would reflect her past experiences.

But Okada should be fine, after all, there is still a place for him to live in the drama club.

So I don't feel any haze on her, she is a very energetic girl.

The chairman passed by Okada's position and came to Kazuma: It looks like it will be very noisy tonight. I probably won't have time to supervise you in your studies.

Really? Mikako said in surprise, I thought you would abandon the chores at work and focus on Kazuma.

How come, for me, both sides are important experiences.

After all, my seventeenth year is coming to an end.

When he said this, the chairman of the committee - no, Jinguji Tamamo looked at the classmates in the class with gentle eyes, as if he was saying a happy thing.

Mikako: Ah, shouldn't we be sentimental at times like this?

Time flies so quickly, and it is a waste to be sentimental. The chairman smiled, So sentimentality should be left to the monsters who have extremely long lives. As humans, we should invest our precious time in hugging each other. Go live.”

After saying that, the chairman instantly switched back to his original form, then took out the energy drink from the basket and threw it to Kazuma.

Although I'm not here, you can't relax. Come on. After the cultural festival is over, I will check your review status.

Nanjo stretched out his hand: Give me a bottle too.

The chairman gave Nanjo a bottle and then threw one to Mikako.

I want it too? Mikako looked depressed, I want to have a good sleep today. After all, I have to work hard tomorrow and the fried noodle stall is very busy.

If you think about it, maybe no one comes because of the bad taste? Kazuma joked.

Absolutely impossible! I cook the noodles myself, and boys will pay for one just to see me cooking the noodles in front of the chow mein stall. Mikako said confidently.

**

That night, even the teachers turned a blind eye to the students' actions. The school did not even turn on the switch so that all classes could turn on the lights all night to prepare.

To be honest, Kazuma liked this atmosphere very much.

In his previous life, he liked some cultural and sports activities in school, such as the Red May Cultural Festival and so on.

It's a pity that there are too few such activities, and the district education bureau won't organize them unless the district education bureau meets the quota - after all, the highlight of the school is exam-taking.

In the school in Immortal School, even the mandatory activities such as agricultural students were just a formality. During the day, they wandered around in the fields, and at night they borrowed the large dining hall of the agricultural base for self-study.

It was only in college that Kazuma had an experience similar to what he has now.

Hema was very active during his college days. He participated in a lot of activities such as the school radio station, college student union, animation club, etc.

He mainly heard from his seniors that if you participate more in such activities, you will be more likely to have a girlfriend.

But Kazuma participated in a lot of club activities, and when he graduated, there were still only four old men who accompanied him on the final journey.

Women are not necessary, and the ladies won't understand.

With this thought, Kazuma glanced at Nanjo who was covering his mouth with his hand and yawning.

If you're sleepy, take a nap. Lack of sleep is the natural enemy of beauty. Kazuma said.

Nanjo glanced at Mikako, who was already lying on the ground with a big sign, and said with a smile: It seems that energy drinks are not very powerful. It is better to just drink coffee.

After saying that, she stood up, came to Mikako, pushed her to the side, then lay down on her side on the vacant floor, covering the cup: Then I will take a nap, see you later.

Kazuma watched Nanjo close his eyes before moving his gaze to the brightly lit playground.

The student union is setting up the stage for tomorrow's performance, and the classes that will set up stalls on campus are also busy setting up their stalls.

It looks like the whole school is going to be lively tonight.

Some schools will hold eve festivals and dances on the playground before the cultural festival. It is probably because they know that the students will be busy until dawn tonight, so they can do some homework first to let the students vent, so as not to really bring trouble to the whole school. live.

Kazuma was watching the playground fishing, and Mikako sat in front of him while rubbing her eyes.

Kazuma couldn't help but glance at Nanjo, who was already asleep: You actually acted Nanjo?

No, I just woke up. Where is the Chairman?

She must be busy. Kazuma said.

Is she trying to cure monsters? Mikako said, She likes supernatural things, doesn't she? She should know all the seven mysteries in our school. Nothing has happened now, maybe the chairman secretly The incredible existence has been cured.

Kazuma curled his lips: No way? Remember what I told you about Jizo before?

Well, what's wrong?

Actually, it was raining heavily at night and I only thought about defeating the enemy, so I took the wrong path. The Chairman found the correct location of Jizo.

is that so?

Yeah, and then the chairman said, 'Sure enough, all supernatural events will actually have scientific explanations.' Strange stories are just people's wishful thinking.

Mikako smiled: Is this what a paranormal enthusiast would say? Wouldn't this anger paranormal enthusiasts?

I think it will anger those fake 'psychics' who brag about their food on variety shows.

He was joking with Ma, but he couldn't help but think of a documentary program he liked to watch in his previous life, called Into Science.

That program is less a popular science documentary than a film made by a supernatural burial agency like the *** to cover up the truth about the world.

Kazuma glanced at the night outside the window.

In this world, there are karate masters who can't break their legs even if they fall from a helicopter. Maybe...

Kazuma shuddered and decided not to go down.

Not only did he not want to go down, he also recited silently in his heart: The mighty heavenly dragon, the world-honored Ksitigarbha...

In this way, the morning of the cultural festival gradually arrived.