I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma raised his hand like a student to indicate that he wanted to speak.

Shangquan Zhengang nodded.

So Kazuma said, I want to get the scabbard back.

Want to use Iai? Yes. The old man said nonchalantly.

Kazuma reached back and Honami immediately handed the scabbard into his hand.

After returning the sword to its sheath, Kazuma assumed an Iai-slashing posture - in fact, the Black Dragon's attack was similar to this.

The old man looked at Kazuma's posture and commented: It looks very standard, but it doesn't feel powerful. A master of Iai Sword will release strong pressure and make the opponent nervous. You still have a lot to learn.

Kazuma: Then how can I unleash my power? Let the volcano cooperate with my eruption?

Ueizumi Masako burst out laughing: That's just a coincidence. It's similar to when it rains when you're depressed. There are so many times when people are depressed, and you will only remember this one time when it happened to rain, so when you recall it, you It feels like it always rains when you’re down.”

Kazuma couldn't help but look back at Sakurajima Volcano, which was still emitting more smoke.

Don't worry about the volcano, come on. Kamizumi shouted just now, Let me see your Iai Slash!

After saying that, he launched his attack.

Kazuma also did his part and took action directly: Go Black Dragon!

The scabbard flew out directly and rushed towards Izumi Masato's chest with thunderous momentum.

The characteristic of Black Dragon's move is that if it is blocked, the scabbard will rotate, and the person who blocks it will most likely be taught by the spinning scabbard.

Kamizumi Masaru's eyes widened when he saw Kazuma making a move. The next moment, he chose to dodge sideways with no intention of blocking. The scabbard whizzed past his chest. , hit the painting on the wall, knocking the entire painting down.

This reaction speed is not like that of an old man on his deathbed.

While Kazuma sighed, his body movements did not slow down at all. He chased the sword that shot out of the scabbard and rushed to Kamizumi Masago, swinging the sword to attack.

The two knives collided in the air, making a crisp sound.

After blocking, Ueizumi immediately stepped back to retract the sword, and then immediately struck out again.

The distance between the two swords was very short. If Kazuma couldn't hold back his strength and let his sword follow him, he might be cut off.

Blocking the second knife, Kazuma continued to move forward.

Kazuma's idea at this time was very simple. The old man was obviously better at distance control than he was, and he was no match for him in a mid-range duel.

Then press up and engage in hand-to-hand combat.

The old man suddenly shouted, making Kazuma hesitate. The next moment, the old man's sword stabbed Kazuma in the shoulder.

Although the knife was not sharpened, being stabbed like this still hurt horribly.

Kazuma's offensive was suddenly interrupted due to severe pain.

If it were a real sword with an edge, or if I applied a little more force, your shoulder would be strained. Masago Ueizumi said, But the idea of ​​engaging in hand-to-hand combat is a good one. I learned this from the boy who never leaked out. of?

Kamizumi Masagoru is obviously referring to Kenichi Konma here.

Kazuma shook his head: It's just natural logical thinking. I'm definitely not as good as you at distance control, so just close the distance and engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Shangquanzheng just nodded, then looked back at the hanging painting and the scabbard that fell on the ground: Where did you learn the trick of throwing the scabbard just now?

Kazuma thought to himself that he didn't learn it, but was given it by the system.

Of course he couldn't say that, so he said: I figured it out myself. After all, I suffered a lot from not having a long-range attack method in the Osaka incident, so I just wanted to find a trick that can attack from a long distance.

Shangquan Zhengang burst out laughing: I thought of it myself. Do you know who was the last person who came up with such a trick?

The technique of Black Dragon has been theoretically lost, and the last successor is Sakamoto Ryoma.

Later, the atlas recording this move was burned by fire.

As for who originally came up with this move, Kazuma doesn't know.

He is just a kendo practitioner, not an expert in the history of kendo.

However, he did know that someone who was not a human might know.

Kazuma glanced at Tamamo.

Tamamo shrugged lightly.

Kazuma answered truthfully: I don't know.

Why are you looking at the daughter of the Kinmiyadera family? Masago Kamizumi asked with interest.

Because the Jinguji family has the longest history among the people here, I thought she might know it. Kazuma directly edited it.

Kamiizumi just raised his eyebrows, glanced at Tamamo and said: Speaking of which, isn't the daughter of the Jinguji family said to be a shrine maiden of the gods? I remember there have always been rumors that their daughter will become a witch when she reaches eighteen years old. Be a living sacrifice to God.”

How could it be possible? Tamamo laughed. How could there still be such barbaric customs in today's society? My sisters just follow the family tradition and focus on raising their husbands and children and not showing up outside. My Japanese dance was taught by my sister.

Humph, is it modern society? It may indeed be modern society in Tokyo, Kamizumi said with a disdainful expression, but in those remote and isolated places, there are things hidden that will surprise you.

Kazuma saw the story-telling expression on Izumi Masaka's face, and was about to ask in detail, but the old man changed the topic back to the original path: It is said that this move was originally taken from the classics of Beichen Ittoryu by Ryoma Sakamoto. It is impossible to find out who created it.

Of course, these are just rumors. After all, after Sakamoto Ryoma fell in love with pistols, he stopped showing off his swordsmanship. He was also busy reforming things, and was eventually assassinated at a young age.

In addition, all the Sakamoto Ryoma family's swordsmanship classics were burned in the fire, so it is impossible to test the truth. I don't know how similar the move you used is to Sakamoto Ryoma's move back then. .

However, your thinking circuit may be similar to that of the reform hero.

No, no, I just learned the tricks from the system.

But Kazuma still looked happy - being said to be similar to Ryoma Sakamoto is an honor in Japan.

Shangizumi just stared at Kazuma: I heard that you were in Tokyo before and had a shootout with the Korean Yakuza with an AK?

Uh, yes. Kazuma scratched his head.

Sure enough, he looks very similar to Ryoma Sakamoto. Masaru Kamizumi said with a smile, Do you think AK is much easier to use than a sword?

That's true.

However, possessing an AK is illegal in Japan. In this sense, swords are more convenient.

Ueizumi Masato: But with the sword, even if you use this trick to launch a long-range attack, you can only hit it once.

Kazuma shrugged: I can bring a few more scabbards.

Shangquan Zhengang laughed loudly, and after laughing, he raised his sword and said: The time of chatting has been long enough. I have almost rested. Let's come again.

Kazuma suddenly realized: You are resting! The old man is cunning and cunning!

While thinking this in his mind, Kazuma said, Well, it doesn't matter if you rest a little longer. Just sit down for a while.

Shangquanzheng just shook his head: Now that I sit down, I may not be able to stand up.

Kazuma paused in his movements and thoughts at the same time, and when he looked at Izumi Masakata, he suddenly felt that the old man's figure had a sense of sadness of a hero in his twilight years.

How much you can learn from me depends on your luck. The old man said.

Kazuma subconsciously wanted to say, Then you have to show off your unique skills, but he held it back.

But the old man seemed to see through Kazuma's thoughts and said, Do you want to see my unique skills? Then just go ahead and attack me.

Kazuma was overjoyed and nodded decisively: Okay, then I would rather be respectful than obey my orders.

Before he finished speaking, he rushed out, not forgetting to scream.

Suddenly, he noticed a movement in Shangquan Zhenggang's mouth, and immediately turned his head to avoid the spittle coming at him.

What the hell!

The old man had already arrived like a whirlwind, slashing seven or eight times at the speed of a storm.

Kazuma was shocked, because the old man's consecutive slashes included Kazuma's blocking movements, allowing the knife to slide naturally to the starting point of the next slash.

If you don't cooperate with the horse and interfere, the combo will be interrupted.

However, this consecutive slash was too fast, and Kazuma was unable to seize the interference gap.

As soon as an interfering thought came into his mind, the old man's knife was in place, and the next blow came, and Kazuma could do nothing but take the blow.

I don’t remember whether it was after blocking the seventh or eighth blow, the knife in Kazuma’s hand suddenly broke, and half of his head flew up, directly inserted into the door beam of the dojo door behind Kazuma.

The old man's knife passed directly from the broken blade to Kazuma's defense, and was placed on Kazuma's neck.

But at the same time, Kazuma, who had quick eyesight and quick hands, pushed the broken blade forward and pressed it against Kamizumi Masato's belly.

Ueizumi Masato: Even if a person is stabbed in the stomach, there is a chance of surviving. But if a person is beheaded, he will never survive.

Kazuma nodded: You win.

Have you seen my moves clearly? Shangizumi asked, keeping his sword at the horse's neck.

It was as if Kazuma was going to kill Kazuma if he answered that he was not satisfied.

Kazuma thought for a while and answered truthfully: You borrowed my blocking action to get the knife in position quickly, and then used the speed of attack to prevent me from interfering with your move.

What else? the old man continued to ask.

Kazuma thought about it for a moment, and suddenly discovered something he hadn't noticed before, so he continued to answer: You constantly exchange your front and rear hands during the attack, thereby quickly delivering some slashes that would have been difficult to initiate.

The handle of a Japanese sword is relatively long. Most people hold a Japanese sword with both hands in tandem, but Kamizumi kept changing the way he held it when he was cutting.

This is actually quite dangerous. Newbies can easily lose their swords when playing this way, but Masago Ueizumi has been playing swordsmanship for decades.

After listening to Kazuma's words, the old man Shangquan finally let go of the sword against Kazuma's neck: That's right. To be honest, I thought you couldn't take them all, but I didn't expect that I broke your sword in the end to break through the defense.

I think it's incredible enough to be able to break a stainless steel knife. Kazuma replied with lingering fear.

Kamizumi Masa just could cut through the stainless steel knife, but it was easy to cut off the necks of Kiryu and Ma.

The old man smiled and said: What's the matter? It's much easier to cut than the tracks of a tank.

Wait a minute, old man, you said before that the tank tracks were not cut off by you, but blown up with explosives!

The old man turned around and called to his wife: Kanako! Come here with another knife!

No more! the old lady's voice came from the corridor outside the dojo, There are only two knives at home! Who told you to always return the knives given by others!

Shangquan Zhengang was dissatisfied: How come there aren't any? I saw four or five stainless steel knives at home before!

Didn't I ask you to cut them all off?

Kazuma was shocked. What's the matter? Does the sword master's daily practice mainly involve cutting off stainless steel swords?

If it is an ancient Japanese sword, if you cut it, it will break, and this thing will be easy to break. Stainless steel knives produced by modern technology are not so easy to break.

At least Kazuma thought he was incapable of cutting it off.

Ueizumi Masako looked very disappointed: It seems that this is the end of the day.

Kazuma shook his head: No, I brought a knife here, let me use my saber to see your unique skills again!

Even if it's possible for me to break your knife? Ueizumi asked.

My sword won't break so easily. Kazuma responded with a smile.

Then he heard the faint sound of a knife.

Qingliu looked startled, staring at the sword in his arms with an unbelievable expression: What's going on? Why is the sword shaking?

Ueizumi Masako laughed loudly: It seems that you have indeed found a good partner, kid! Come on then!

Kazuma threw the broken blade in his hand to the side, and then stretched out his hand to Seiryu.

Before Seiryu could react, Mikako stepped forward, snatched Bizen Nagafune Ichimonji's sword master from Seiryu's arms, and threw it directly towards Kazuma.

Kazuma caught the knife room, pulled the rope on the bag to untie the knot, then took the knife out of it, and then peeled off the rope wrapped around the sheath like an apple.

Then he drew his long knife.

The sweet sound of swords filled Kazuma's ears, and even made his eardrums hurt a little.

Shangquan Zhengang showed an intoxicated expression: What a pleasant sound of swords, it reminds me of my old friend who sunk on the island again.

After saying that, the old man showed an expression that was thinking about something.

Kazuma couldn't help but interrupt his memories, so he just waited.

At this time, the sea breeze blowing from Kagoshima Bay became colder and brought with it a moist atmosphere.

Mikako glanced outside the door: With this wind, is it going to rain?

It should be a typhoon. Honami added, When we chartered the flight before, the air traffic control said that if the flight was later, all flights to Kagoshima would be suspended.

Typhoon... eh, typhoon? If you don't close the windows quickly, what will happen? Mikako shouted.

In this era, even Japan did not popularize aluminum alloy doors and windows. A large number of wooden doors and windows were very fragile when a typhoon struck. In addition, the quality of self-built houses like this was uneven, so it was necessary to use wooden boards to reinforce the doors and windows before the typhoon struck. Very common practice.

Many single-family houses even have specially prepared installation spaces for covers on doors and windows.

At this time, Masago Ueizumi also came back to his senses from his memories: Is a typhoon coming?

As soon as he finished speaking, another gust of wind blew into the dojo, and the moist smell in the wind was even stronger than before.

Well, as expected, the typhoon is coming. Kanako! Turn on the TV and watch the news!

Ah? What for?

Typhoon, check if a typhoon is coming!

Kazuma heard the sound of a little old lady walking quickly outside the dojo, followed by the din of the television.

Oops, Kanako Kamiizumi exclaimed, This is a red warning. Old man, stop fighting with swords and seal the windows quickly... Hey, just rest! I'll seal them!

It seemed that the old lady remembered halfway through her words that the old man from home was critically ill.

Kazuma asked: How many windows are there in total?

Not much, Ueizumi answered just now. After all, it is a small house. The first floor has eight windows on the front, back, left and right and two doors. The second floor is an attic with only two windows.

After He Ma calculated it, he should be able to get it done soon, so he said to the old man: Then I will teach you your unique skills again, and then I will help you seal the window.

It's up to you. Kamizumi bowed slightly to Kazuma, then turned around and shouted, Kanako, just let it go! Don't drop it. I'll let the young people do it later.

No, just seal the window, I can do it. The old lady's stubborn voice came from outside the house. It seemed that she had already gone out and was ready to start working.

Seeing this, Mikako ran out directly from the dojo to the courtyard door: Old lady, let me help you! I'm the best at this kind of work! I also have a special skill, I can knock nails into wood with my bare hands!

Kazuma frowned slightly, hammering a nail into wood with bare hands was too much, but when he thought it was Mikako, he felt it was acceptable.

Seiryu seemed to want to go out and help, but was reluctant to get the chance to see the swordsman's swordsmanship.

Tamamo patted Haruyu on the shoulder: If you want to watch, just stay and watch as much as you want. Mikako and I will just go and help.

Honami hurriedly said: Then I also...

You also want to fight alongside Kazuma in the future, right? Tamamo pushed her back with one sentence, So stay here and watch.

Honami hesitated for a moment, then nodded: I understand, then I'll leave it to you.

Kazuma looked at Tamamo and said, I'll go out and help you after I've seen it once.

You should stay with the old man honestly. Tamamo said, and left the dojo with a leisurely pace.

Kazuma looked away and looked at Masago Kamizumi.

The old man grinned and said: They are all good girls. Just as good as my Kanako. You are not willing to let them down.

Kazuma hesitated for a moment, then whispered, It's hard to live up to everyone, isn't it?

Do you think that you have to live up to them by marrying them? The old man showed a contemptuous expression, You are arrogant, you are too arrogant.

Kazuma frowned and asked sincerely: What do you mean?

Women are just like men. There are many ways to achieve self-realization. So you should try to achieve the ending of choosing only one, but not letting down the others. I actually don't have much to teach you about this.

The old man raised his sword: Kendo is easier to teach. Are you ready?

Kazuma took a deep breath and nodded: I'm ready.

Shangquanzheng just shouted loudly and attacked.

**

At this moment, a taxi stopped at the foot of the mountain where Shangquan Zhenggang's villa was located.

Shimo Inaba Akira opened the door and got out of the car, looking up at the sky covered with dark clouds.

He sneered.

At the same time, the loudspeaker of the nearby district office was playing Dvořák's From the New World.