I teach kendo in Tokyo

That night, Hema was originally prepared to stay in a business hotel, but when he arrived, he discovered that it was actually a very good hotel.

No, this is beyond the realm of good.

Kazuma grabbed the senior Huacheng who still maintained some consciousness: This hotel is too good, isn't it? It's much more advanced than my high school!

Senior Hua Cheng pressed Kazuma's shoulders with his hand: We are the Kendo Club of the University of Tokyo. Think about the positions of our OBs now. Even the seniors who have just graduated will directly become corporate managers after a few months of internship. Okay.

——That seems to be the case.

So... Kazuma went straight to the conclusion, Our activities have a lot of funds, right?

That's a lot. Especially this time, as soon as the OBs heard that there was 'that Kiryu' in the club, they immediately donated generously.

As a veteran Crusader Kings 2 player, Kazuma was reminded of the Pope when he heard the generous donation - in the game, you can find the Pope to exchange piety and favorability for money, giving everyone the impression that the Pope is equal to a cash machine.

Senior Huacheng continued: Our minister also boasted to the seniors, saying that with Kiryu here, we will definitely win the Jade Dragon Flag this year, so the seniors' sponsorship is even more generous, and they also want their kendo club to win the Jade Dragon Flag. Ah. Especially the seniors who work in the Metropolitan Police.

——That’s for sure. The police already value the level of kendo. If the kendo department in college got the Jade Dragon Flag, it’s likely that the Tokyo University graduates in the police system will follow suit.

It sounds like Mr. Toda sold me for a good price? Kazuma concluded another meaning.

Senior Huacheng gave him a thumbs up.

You have to live comfortably in this room, otherwise you will lose money. He said.

Kazuma scratched his head: Why don't you live in a house? Is it a loss if you can still live in it?

If I were you, I would go in and look through all the cabinets to see if there is anything that can be used, and then use them all at once! Senior Toda suddenly regained the sovereignty of his body, raised his head and suggested seriously , Brush your teeth three times tonight, and be sure to use up all the toothpaste given!

That's too much. It will give the hotel a negative impression of Tokyo University students. Kazuma refused.

No! Senior Toda protested, We are Tokyo University students, understand? As long as we don't break the law, anything we do is allowed. They will definitely say...

Kazuma was still waiting for Senior Toda to express his opinions, but the senior fell asleep on Senior Hanagi's shoulder.

Senior Huacheng waved his hand: Don't care about what he said, just do what you want.

Kazuma nodded.

Of course. First I have to take a bath. Is there a bathhouse here?

Are you kidding? Senior Huacheng shook his head, In Japan, you can find a hotel without a bathhouse and let me see? Even if Japan here imitates American motels, it should also have a bathhouse, okay?

Okay, then I'll go to the bathhouse and take a dip.

There is a mixed bathhouse here. Senior Huacheng said mysteriously.

Kazuma raised an eyebrow.

The senior continued: But usually the only people you see in mixed bathing are aunties and old women.

Why do you know so well?

Because I've been there. Senior Huacheng looked like he was recalling the sad past. And the aunties who go to mixed bathing are basically the type who will stare at you. They are not shy at all, which makes me very embarrassed. Embarrassing.”

Kazuma imagined the scene and gave up the idea of ​​taking a mixed bath.

I'd better go to the men's soup.

Maybe there will be a good-looking girl taking a mixed bath tonight? Senior Huacheng changed his tone again.

No, I'm tired of seeing pretty girls. He Ma said sternly.

Senior Hua Cheng stared at Kazuma for a few seconds, patted his shoulder, and without saying anything, helped Senior Toda, who was about to fall, and went to the room.

The other seniors had already entered their rooms. Everyone drank a lot, and they probably all just fell on the chairs in the room to sober up - or maybe fell asleep directly.

Kazuma entered his room and found a remote control on the left wall of the room.

He originally thought it was the remote control for the air conditioner, but when he picked it up, he realized it was for the electric curtains.

After pressing the control button on the remote control, the curtains opened with a swipe, and the lights of Hakata Port were visible in the window.

It is indeed a hotel that OBs can only afford to stay in after generous donations. In this era when telegraphs are still used to replace long-distance calls, there are actually electric curtains.

Kazuma remembered that he had never seen a remote control before buying an air conditioner in his home in his previous life. TVs were all knob-type, and changing the channel required breaking the knob.

When he was a child, he loved the clear sound of breaking the knob. He played with it all day long. Later, he accidentally broke the knob off and received a good beating.

Now he took the remote control and came to the window, sat on the lounge chair, and looked at the lights of the port area outside the window.

Suddenly Kazuma felt that something strange would happen at this time.

However, after listening for a long time, there was no strange sound.

When I opened the window, I just felt the ordinary night breeze, with a little salty smell from the sea.

Kazuma sat facing the night for a quarter of an hour before he felt bored and stood up. He took out the store's yukata and other accompanying toiletries from the cabinet, then took a change of underwear, put it in the basin, and went out. Went to the bathroom.

There are three curtains in the bathroom of this hotel, with male and female written on the left and right respectively. The one in the middle has no words, so it is probably a mixed bath.

Kazuma thought to himself that this was pretty good. In other hotels, there was actually a curtain wall between the men's and women's baths, and they were connected at the top. You could hear the sounds of the girls playing.

Now even this sound could not be heard, and only the movement of the creatures of unknown gender in the mixed bathing pool could be heard.

However, now there is no girl walking with Ma, so there is no difference.

However, Kazuma's hearing has been enhanced, so there may still be some sound benefits. It seems that it would be good to take a nap in the bath as ASMR later.

Kazuma hummed a song, entered the bathroom, put the clothes on the clothes rack, took the corresponding number plate and hung it on his wrist, and went straight to the pool.

There were already several people taking a bath in the bathhouse. When they saw Kazuma coming in, everyone's attention was suddenly attracted to Kazuma's scars.

The several stab wounds on Kazuma's body were particularly obvious, but the scars left by the bullets on his stomach were not eye-catching.

This horrific scar, coupled with Kazuma's tendon flesh, immediately caused the people in the bathhouse to naturally misunderstand him.

An old man stood up first and said loudly: I've finished washing! Oh, I'm a little dizzy from soaking!

Kazuma looked at the old man's skin that had not been discolored by the soak. It was obvious that not long after he got out of the bath, the blood vessels on the epidermis had not relaxed.

Old man, are you sure you've soaked it? he asked in surprise.

The old man nodded like a chicken pecking rice: Okay, okay, okay...

Just as Kazuma was about to say something more, another pair of brothers in the bath who looked very similar also stood up.

Kazuma: Have you finished soaking it too?

Yes, we are ready. The two brothers looked young and strong, so they were not as panicked as the old man, and they replied calmly.

Others in the pool also stood up and walked out one by one. After a while, the entire pool was empty.

Kazuma touched the scars on his body.

The last time he stayed in a hotel with a bathhouse, he had reserved the room with Sonny, and also with girls, so the deterrent effect of tendons and scars was not reflected.

The last time he stayed in a hotel with a bathhouse, he didn't have so many injuries.

That happened in Osaka. Kazuma went back to Tokyo directly after coming out of the hospital without staying in a hotel.

Now Kazuma looks down at the pile of scars on his body...

This looks a bit scary.

Especially the scar left by Seiryu. Now looking at this scar, Kazuma doubted that he could save his life simply because Seiryu didn't last long enough. If it grew a little longer, he would be in trouble.

Qingliu, you are so cruel, Kazuma thought, when you become a national singer in the future, I will definitely use you to make money and bring back the capital!

**

Tokyo, Kiryu Dojo.

Qingliu was writing a Chinese essay with a depressed look on his face when he suddenly sneezed violently.

After sneezing a few times, Qingliu deliberately refused to suck the snot that came out of her nose, and raised her right hand high: I have a cold. I feel very uncomfortable. I want to rest!

It's just a few sneezes! What's wrong with you! Chiyoko took out her handkerchief and wiped Haru's nose by herself. After wiping, she took the notebook in front of Haru.

Come, let me see how your essay is going.

Qingliu's face was gloomy.

Chiyoko carefully read the essay and sighed: I asked you to write about the cherry blossom trees in the yard, not to count the branches of the cherry blossom trees.

How else can I write it? It's just a tree. Qingliu protested, If you plant another tree, then I can write. There are two trees in my yard, one is a cherry tree. The other one is a cherry blossom tree!”

Amao, who was writing furiously, suddenly raised his head: Lu Xun? Are you reading too?

Chiyoko waved her hand: Coincidence, coincidence.

After saying that, she glanced at the notebook in her hand and suddenly had an idea, so she handed the notebook to Amao: Look at Qingliu's essay, what are these!

Amao took the notebook and glanced at it.

It's a shame you can count how many branches there are. When did you count them? Amao said in surprise.

When we were climbing a tree with the monkeys, Qingliu said.

It's amazing. Amao said.

Seiryu glanced at Chiyoko and said, You see, Amao is very good! I am very powerful!

Chiyoko's almond-shaped eyes widened and she stared at Amao.

Then Amao continued: Because I also had a bad job transfer, I understand your current situation very well. It was very difficult to write the essay at the beginning. I specifically asked the master for advice, and the master gave me a few tips... …”

Chiyoko: When did you ask my brother for advice?

As usual...he is my master! I don't need your approval to ask him for advice, right?

Eh?

Chiyoko was stunned.

Amao explained to Qingliu: When you don't know how to start a small composition, ask yourself five questions: when, where, what happened, the cause and result of the thing, and what is the impact.

Seiryu: The title is Sakura Tree.

Similarly, you can think about when you first saw this cherry blossom tree.

...I was dragged away halfway that day and came here to play in a daze.

Yes, then write this. Then the location is the backyard. What does this yard look like?

Qingliu looked outside: Ragged?

Yes! Okay. A desolate courtyard. So what happened?

Have a banquet! Seiryu paused, Miss Amanaka and Big Toda had a drinking party, and Tamamo played the shamisen! I also played the guitar and sang a song!

Amao clapped his hands: Very good! Great! So what do you think after this is over?

Qingliu tilted his head: I... am very happy and want to do it again.

Amao: Stop! Let's change it to I want to see this cherry blossom tree again, because when I see it, I will think of the party, so this is a short essay that can get a good score!

Qingliu opened her mouth in an O shape: Is this okay?

yes!

Amao, you are so good at teaching, even better than Chiyoko! Come and teach me!

Chiyoko immediately frowned.

Qing Liu glared at her and stuck out her tongue: Chiyoko should teach me. I won't disturb Amao, you are reviewing for the exam.

Amao nodded: Yes, indeed. There is a big gap between the content of junior high school and the content of Dongda University. Teaching you will not serve as a review for yourself. It is just a waste of time.

What about that, Amao, Chiyoko looked at him, Qingliu should be much stronger than you. Talking to her like that, if she gets upset and wants to hit you, there's nothing I can do about it.

Amao: Why did she hit me? I didn't mess with her?

Chiyoko was speechless for a moment, then looked at Seiryu, she had already started writing furiously.

Chiyoko sighed and was about to give up when she suddenly noticed what Haruyu wrote in her notebook.

Wait a minute! Haruyu, you can't just write an essay in hiragana!

Hey~ Isn't it possible? Then I'll change it to katakana...

That would make people think you are writing a composition in English!

In Japan, writing in pure kana is roughly equivalent to the Chinese writing in pinyin only.

Kiryu Dojo is still very lively even if the team is temporarily absent.

**

On Kiryu's side, he had just finished observing the pile of scars on his body and sat in the bath.

As a southerner, Kazuma had no habit of taking baths in the past, but after traveling to Japan for more than a year, he developed this habit.

Speaking of which, Northeastern people also like to take baths. Hema had a Northeastern roommate in college. When he came to the South for the first time, he complained throughout his freshman year that there was no place to take a bath or to take a shower.

Later, this guy couldn't help it any longer and went to the bathing center, only to find that taking a bath at the Southern Bathing Center was not a big deal.

Kazuma saw the shock of culture shock on the face of the Northeastern buddy that day.

And this shock was obviously stronger than what the southern cockroaches gave this buddy.

Hema was soaking in the water, humming a tune, and suddenly heard someone entering the empty bathhouse.

There's no one in the men's bath at this hour? someone who came in exclaimed.

Kazuma turned his head and said domineeringly: What, I'm not a human?

After turning around, Kazuma's eyes stayed on the top of the newcomer's head.

Shinto Wu Nian Style Level 21

In terms of pure martial arts level, it doesn't matter whether he is a horse or not. If the gap is within 10, he is confident of winning.

The key is that this person has a unique entry:

Otake Maru

The explanation is: The secret treasure of Suzuka Mountain exists.

This not speaking human language shows that the horse has become accustomed to it.

While He Ma was sizing up each other, the other side was also sizing him up. Although his body was basically submerged in the water, the scars on his shoulders and chest were still clearly visible.

With these scars all over your body, Otakemaru said, You are 'that Kiryu', right?

Kazuma: Exactly.

The other party grinned and laughed: Hahahaha, I heard that you joined the Kendo Club of the University of Tokyo, and I knew I had to come to the Jade Dragon Banner this time! I am the winner of the Jade Dragon Banner last year, the King of Dare, the Japanese Sportsman Noo Keijiro, the Fifth Division of the Great Kendo Club!

Kazuma: The name is so long!

Although it’s late, it’s still updated!