I teach kendo in Tokyo

A group of shirtless strong men swarmed up, rubbed oil on the horse's soles and drove away.

There are no props in the bath except water!

Wait, why isn’t water a prop?

He Ma flew up, and the hot water in the pool was splashed out in a water dragon, going straight to everyone's door.

The temperature of the water in this pool is not low, and some sulfur may have been added to simulate the quality of hot spring water. Anyway, Kazuma felt that the water was slippery and felt similar to Seiryu's skin.

After splashing water to delay the first wave of people, Hema hurriedly ran back to find the guy first.

As a result, people who had not entered the water surrounded him from the edge of the pool and tried to pounce on Kazuma.

Kazuma didn't know where his quick wit came from. He suddenly turned around and faced his brother who was already exerting force on the shore and was about to pounce on him.

The opponent was about to pounce at him, and he might be in a very indecent state. The moment he realized this, the brother slipped, failed to use his strength, and fell into the water.

Kazuma took the opportunity to go ashore, picked up the basin that someone had thrown by the bathtub to protect himself, and then threw the soap that was placed with the basin accurately at the feet of the strong man rushing toward him.

The first person didn't have time to hide. He stepped on the soap and fell into an exaggerated backflip. The people behind him couldn't stop the car and all tripped over him and fell together.

But the man who had just gotten out of the bath to catch Kazuma came up from the bath again, waving a bench to kill him.

When Kazuma saw that there was a basin in his hand, it was empty - the scar on his body just now scared everyone in the bath away, and they took all their toiletries with them when they left.

This basin and the soap just now, I don’t know which one left quickly.

Kazuma's own utensils were placed on the shelf by the door.

In desperation, Kazuma decided to have sex.

This is also a kind of inertial thinking. When trouble comes, you can’t decide to get married.

He threw the basin at the first person, turned around, picked up the edge of the Mount Fuji painting hanging on the wall, and climbed up the partition wall between the men's bath and the mixed bath.

It is also a tradition for Japanese bathhouses to hang Mount Fuji. The bathhouse pool is big, and the painting is also big and heavy. It is probably nailed directly to the wall with steel nails, so it is not a problem to support the weight of an adult man.

Although he moved quickly when climbing with the horse, the opponent was too close and someone still grabbed his feet. However, he had just come out of the bath, and the water in the bath was still slippery, so he slipped out.

He sat on the wall and looked back at the group of Japanese athletes below: Aren't you from Nippon Sports University? If you go up the wall, you won't be able to catch me?

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a few tall and thin people climbing up the wall along the other side of the portrait of Mount Fuji.

The first one to come up announced his family name: I am a member of the Japanese rock climbing team, Saburo Fujimura!

Kazuma shouted Ghost and got out of the mixed bath.

After his feet landed on the ground, he immediately picked up the bench on the ground, waited for Fujimura to come down, and passed the bench without waiting for anyone to stand firm.

Are you selecting the rock climbing team?

The bench slapped into his face.

Awesome!

Snapped!

Do you think I'm afraid of you if you come down alone? Just lie down!

After putting the thing down, Kazuma turned around and saw that the mixed bathing pool was full of people.

Good thing, the people he scared away just next door are now staying in the mixed bath!

The old man who was the first to run away just now raised his hands in a standard French military salute: We didn't even see you kill anyone!

Nonsense! I didn't kill anyone. This guy is alive! Look, he's breathing. Did you see that?

The old man shook his head like a rattle.

Then come closer and take a closer look!

The old man shook even harder, making people worry that he had twisted his neck.

Kazuma couldn't care less about this. He had long heard the noise outside, and the big Japanese people were about to outflank him.

While he was talking, he collected two more benches, one in each hand and one in his mouth as a spare. If the benches were knocked down later, there might not be someone else who could take advantage of this unlucky place.

Kazuma got into a stance, and people from the Nippon Sports University Kendo Club rushed in.

When they saw Kazuma's posture, they were stunned.

This is normal. If you saw someone playing Zoro Santo-ryu with a bench in the bathroom, you would be stunned.

Kazuma slapped the two benches together like a gong, making a crisp sound.

Come on! he shouted.

The stool in his mouth clattered to the ground.

At this moment, the shock caused by the three-bench flow suddenly subsided, and people with big bodies swarmed forward.

Kazuma stepped on the bench on the ground, picked it up and hit the fastest hapless guy on the chin, and then kicked it onto the nose of the second hapless guy.

After taking the preemptive strike, Kazuma waved the two benches as if they were not benches but two big axes.

But this is a bench after all, not an axe. It has no edge. If someone hugs it with a strong blow, it can only be disarmed.

Kazuma knew that he absolutely couldn't be caught. He could just pick up his weapon after losing it. It would be bad luck to be caught for a bench.

After both benches were surrendered, He Ma repeated his old tricks on the wall.

Of course he didn't go up to the wall on the other side of the men's bath, because from the sound he knew someone was guarding him there.

Sitting on the high wall between the mixed bath and the women's bath, Kazuma looked down and smiled: There are no rock climbing team members coming now, right?

Kazuma had already made up his mind. With such a commotion, the store must have called the police. He had already made up his mind to be a gentleman before the police came.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud roar: Get out of the way!

Then everyone with a big body separated a road and led directly to the door of the mixed bathing room.

There was a man with strong leg muscles at the gate, holding a mop in his hand.

Nihon Sports University, my grandson Yosuke is going to join the pole vault team!

This man started running, using his mop as a support pole to hold against the wall, and leaped high into the air with extremely standard movements.

Then he jumped over the wall.

He is a pole vaulter, so it is understandable that if he cannot pass the pole (the top of the wall), it will be a foul.

Kazuma stared at this guy's face the whole time and even gave him a thumbs up for his standard pole vaulting move.

This guy just fell into the female bath.

The wall was high and thick. Kazuma sat on the top of the wall and bent over in front of the mixed bath. The person on the other side was not tall enough to see him.

The girls at the nvtang may not necessarily know what the quarrel is about here.

This scream tore apart Kazuma's eardrums.

He still had enhanced hearing, and now he had several goosebumps. It was so sharp. This was a world-class high-pitched sound.

After screaming, the sound of beatings came from the female soup, and Kazuma was worried about the pole vaulting classmate just now.

I hope he can have grandchildren or granddaughters in the future.

At this time, Kazuma's ears heard the conversation outside the bathhouse: Fukuoka Prefectural Police, is there a fight?

Yes, in the bath.

which one?

Uh...it seems like all three are fighting.

Holding his forehead with Ma, he could imagine the police officer's head full of questions when he heard that there were fights in all three bathhouses.

Then Kazuma heard the buzzing sound when someone turned on the speaker. Not only him, but many people in the house also heard it.

I am the Fukuoka Prefectural Police, Sato, the inspection chief of the Toto Police Station. People inside, listen, it is illegal to fight in a crowd, please stop immediately. If innocent people are injured during the fight, we have to treat you to the police station. Pork chop rice!”

Kazuma looked down, Inaba Akira covered his fingers and mingled among a group of younger brothers who were taller than him, looking like he was gnashing his teeth.

Kazuma: Stop it, Tao, there are police outside.

Just wait and see! I'm going to report it to the competition organizing committee, saying that you used off-the-chart moves!

Kazuma: Remember to get a medical evaluation first.

He was pretty sure that there was nothing wrong with Inaba's hand.

Those who practice kendo are often hit on their hands, and dislocating their knuckles is normal, and they have been tempered.

Moreover, people's joints will become more prone to dislocation if they are dislocated more times. This may also be a protective mechanism.

The finger bones of my right hand became looser and looser when I was preparing for the exam in my senior year of high school because I worked very hard when writing. Later, I could simply pull the joint apart and feel the tendons crossing the joint being stretched. Long.

So the pain when I broke off the horse just now was really painful. After careful inspection, it was probably fine.

Unless this third young master is a fake swordsman and doesn't usually practice swordsmanship.

Shimo Inaba glared at Kazuma, his teeth grinding loudly.

Okay! Okay! he said, just wait! Anyway, Jade Dragon Banner is a wheel-fighting competition. It doesn't matter even if you hurt someone in the middle and get banned. Don't you open a gym? Do you play ninjutsu? I will make it impossible for you to do this again. What a waste! All you have to do is write songs, and Fang Chun of the weekly magazine is there playing the songs you wrote. It’s annoying to watch! Without your reputation, it’s hard to see if anyone will listen to the songs you write!”

Kazuma: That's just right. I also want to stay away from these trivial things and be a pure musician. That's what I want. Come on, break my hand tomorrow! But let me remind you one thing. The last one wanted to The grass on the grave of the person who broke my hand for fun is so high now!

Others say it is a rhetorical device. He Ma said this to state the facts.

During last summer's Kuixing Banner competition, Endo Nakato of Daoyishan North High School, who wanted to play Lai Interruption and Horse Hands, found the grass on the grave was really that high.

Not only that, Shi Enzhou, who made the key fake bamboo sword for Endo Nakato, the grass on the grave is only a little shorter.

But Shimo Inaba Akira didn't take Kazuma's words seriously.

He snorted, turned around and walked out of the bath. As he walked, he raised his hands and shouted: We are the ones fighting, let's get out right now!

Everyone from the Japanese Kendo Club helped up Saburo Fujimura, a member of the rock climbing team who had just been knocked down by Kazumagi's bench, and followed their leader outside.

Seeing this, Kazuma also jumped off the wall and let out a sigh of relief.

At this time, a young man suddenly grabbed Kazuma's hand and said, Please wait a moment!

Kazuma looked at the young man in confusion: What's wrong?

That! That! I just saw you fighting, and I was deeply inspired! Can I draw you into the comic I want to submit for the Newcomer Award?

Kazuma stared at the boy for a while and looked at him: he was about thirteen or fourteen years old... Well, this is unlikely to be Eiichiro Oda himself.

Oda must have just entered elementary school at this time.

Kazuo doesn't want to see Zoro fighting with a bench - wait, it seems like that can be done? After all, One Piece is full of funny characters.

Zoro waved three benches, and his style of painting didn't seem to be too distorted.

So Kazuma nodded: Okay. If you win the prize, send a copy of the sample publication to the Kiryu Dojo of Katsushi Shibamata in Tokyo.

Okay, I will definitely do it! The young man was ecstatic.

Kazuma patted his shoulder and said nothing.

In this era, Japanese children want to be cartoonists, just like young people in the current generation want to be online novelists.

But whether you draw comics or write novels, it all comes down to talent.

When Akira Toriyama was bored on his way to work, he picked up a comic that had been left on the train and looked at it. He cursed, I can draw anything. He quit his job and started drawing, eventually becoming a great master.

But there is only one Akira Toriyama.

There are also people like Yoshihiro Togashi who didn’t want to draw comics at all, but ended up drawing them by chance.

There is also only one Yoshihiro Togashi.

The vast majority of young people who join the comics industry have not even made a splash in the waves of the times.

The vast majority of them can't even make their debut and can only make ends meet as comic assistants for the rest of their lives.

Even as a cartoon assistant, you will be divided into three, six or nine grades according to the strength of your ability. A famous and powerful assistant rushes around to put out fires for cartoonist teachers who can't make deadlines, and they can also live in a big house with fine clothes and fine food.

And more young people are just working low-paying jobs while continuing to work hard for their debut.

They are the silent majority, the majority forgotten by the great era.

Kazuma's life of thirty years was not long, but he had seen many such things.

For example, virtual anchors, some ride on the wind and even attack thousands of ships, while more often graduate silently, with people and their images streaking across the sky of the times like meteors.

Some people even starved to death in rented houses.

But Kazuma couldn't say anything in the end. He was stared directly at by such innocent eyes. Facing such eyes, he couldn't crush the boy's crystal dream.

Then I'll wait. Kazuma said, Even if you fail this time, don't be discouraged. Believe that sincerity will lead to success.

The young man was stunned: Huh?

Well, it's a Chinese proverb, which means that as long as you have a strong foundation, you can make the impossible possible.

There was a look of admiration on the young man's face: How awesome! Not only can you fight, but you also understand Chinese proverbs?

Kazuma: Of course, I'm a student at the University of Tokyo.

As soon as the young man heard the words Tokyo University, he seemed to suddenly feel that being able to be civilized and martial with a horse was an ordinary thing.

After all, he is a student of the University of Tokyo.

He said: University of Tokyo, I know! You have occupied the lecture hall and are going to fight the Americans to the end!

Kazuma shook his head: No, no, that was more than ten years ago, and our martial ethics are not that strong now.

The young man showed a disappointed expression: No more? When my grandfather told me the story, he clearly said that you would not give up.

Kazuma couldn't answer this question. He couldn't tell a child, I'm Chinese. We Chinese will beat Americans, but Japan may have no chance.

So Kazuma pointed to the door of the bathhouse: I can't go out anymore, the police are calling. Come on, kid!

After saying that, he turned around and ran away, leaving the little fanboy he had just acquired on the spot.