I teach kendo in Tokyo

A few days later, Kazuma met Mikako's mother, Ms. Fujii, on the way back from school.

Ms. Fujii stopped the car next to Kazuma and said with a smile: Go home, come up, aunt, to see you off for the last time.

He and Ma go to school both by public transportation, and the last section of the journey is not included in the monthly pass. It costs money to take the bus, so the section from the bus station to home is usually walked.

He didn't think it mattered, so he just treated it as a walk. Normally, Tamamo would accompany Kazuma to the last part of the walk, and this kind of walk with a beautiful girl was something he couldn't wish for.

Today, Tamamo was dragged by Amanaka to meet an editor she knew, so Kazuma came back alone.

Although it was already autumn, the autumn tiger was very powerful and Kazuma was already sweating. Ms. Fujii's car turned on the air conditioner, and the air-conditioning blowing towards Kazuma from the open window made him simply agree to the aunt's invitation.

Then it's up to you. Kazuma said, opening the door and getting in the car.

Ms. Fujii released the foot brake, shifted gears and started.

Kazuma, she suddenly said, how is my girl's performance in the dojo recently? Is it normal?

Kazuma: It's normal...um...

He hesitated. A young girl jumping up and down like a monkey and climbing trees and houses couldn't seem to be classified as normal, right?

Recently, Ms. Fujii said worriedly, Mikako is acting weird at home. She has been like this since she came back from living with you for two months during the summer vacation.

What kind of weird method? Kazuma asked curiously.

She watches the news every day! In the evening she watches NHK's evening news, and in the morning she grabs her dad's newspaper to read! Now her dad can only read sports and entertainment news first every morning, and the international news page is snatched away!

Kazuma raised his eyebrows: This... is not weird. She learned this.

Of course this is weird, okay! That's Mikako!

Kazuma thought to himself, what do you, a mother, think of your own daughter?

He reassured: Mikako was just scolded by their international relations professor at school and was not convinced. She will forget about it after a while.

That's it, I hope so. Ms. Fujii sighed, looking completely unrelieved. I asked her seriously what was going on before. What do you think she answered me?

Kazuma: How to answer?

She actually said that everything would be fine when Thatcher launched her attack.

Kazuma almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

At this moment, Mikako's look overlapped with a certain mustache.

She said that, maybe she has a bit of a demon, let me talk to her. Kazuma comforted Ms. Fujii, I will talk to her when she comes back from college. Do you want to listen together?

Ms. Fujii obviously hesitated and drove the car in silence. After turning a corner and seeing Kazuma's dojo not far away, she replied: Forget it. Ever since she went to college, I have started to listen to what she said. I don’t understand, only her father can keep up with her.”

Kazuma was curious: What do Mikako and her father usually discuss?

Sometimes it's about stocks, sometimes it's about the war between China and Vietnam. It's all things I can't say anything about. What's the use of a girl's family knowing this? Will she teach it to her children in the future?

Kazuma fell silent for a moment.

Ms. Fujii has always given Kazuma the impression of being an enlightened mother, but now she suddenly reveals her side of a traditional woman, which catches Kazuma off guard.

Just at this time, the car arrived in front of the dojo, so Kazuma did not respond to Ms. Fujii, but opened the door and got out of the car: Can you come in and have a cup of tea before leaving?

No, I still have to pick up my little nephew.

Mikako has a cousin who is many years younger than her and should be in kindergarten now.

Because of the huge age gap, Mikako would hardly mention this cousin.

Kazuma nodded: See you later, aunt.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sliding door at the entrance of the dojo was opened with a swipe, and Mikako rushed out: Kazuma! Come quickly! Argentina is taking action!

Kazuma raised his eyebrows: Really?

It's true! The emergency report just now.

No, you came to my dojo to watch TV?

Oh, you didn't come back. What's wrong with me watching TV? Mikako came over and dragged Kazuma into the house. Of course, she didn't forget to say to her mother Mom, walk slowly and be careful when leaving.

Ms. Fujii watched her daughter and alternative son-in-law enter the house, sighed heavily, and drove away worriedly.

**

In the dojo, Mikako pointed to the special report on the TV: Look!

A special correspondent from Argentina is being connected on TV.

The situation between Britain and Afghanistan has been tense for more than a month, and it is normal for NHK to have a reporter team in Buenos Aires. A reporter was introducing the crowd behind him to the camera with an expression like I won a big prize on this business trip: Because the Argentine army occupied the Falkland Islands, the crowd spontaneously took to the streets to celebrate!

The reporter probably thought that this trip was a pure chore at first. Argentina was too brave to do anything to America's ally Britain in the backyard of the United States.

It was as if his colleagues in Anchorage many years later did not expect to usher in the most explosive diplomatic news of the 21st century in a world of ice and snow.

So now they are as happy as winning the lottery.

You must know that the promotion of journalists has a lot to do with the impact of their reports, and sometimes it depends on luck.

After all, not all reporters can pursue big news on their own like Takashi Hanabusa.

Mikako hugged Kazuma's arm excitedly: Thatcher is about to attack, right?

Well, don't worry, we have to wait for the United States to express its position first. After all, South America is the backyard of the United States. If the United States can rely on the United States to solve the problem, the United Kingdom should agree to give the United States this face.

Kazuma knows the subsequent results. The United States is now in a state of very low national morale due to the failure of the Vietnam War and the disintegration of the Braston Woods system in the 1970s.

They don't want to meddle in other people's business now, so in the end the mediation plan proposed by the United States was purely muddy and was rejected by both the United Kingdom and Argentina.

Kazuma explained these contents to Mikako smoothly. Mikako clenched her fists and listened very carefully.

Kazuma was very curious: Have you... been a little too concerned about this matter recently? It was just a quarrel with the professor in class.

Mikako pouted: I'm just not happy! After I had a fight with him that day, guess what he said in class the next day, he said, 'Don't worry, as a woman, it's pretty good to be able to offer this level of insight. If you do, I will give you a passing grade.' 'You can just deal with my class casually. Anyway, I won't need this knowledge as a rich lady.'

Kazuma was unhappy when he heard this: What does this professor mean?

That's right! That's why I was so angry that I slapped the table, stood up, pointed at his nose and said so!

Kazuma suddenly had a premonition of what Mikako was going to say.

I said I came here not to be a rich wife, but to be a foreign minister. When my best friend Honami becomes the female prime minister, I will become her foreign minister!

He Ma couldn't help but hold his forehead.

As expected, Mikako is still the same Mikako who can only speak with her emotions and her brain.

Then you were bullied, right? Kazuma asked.

Fortunately, I don't need to change indoor shoes in college, so I don't have to worry about hiding indoor shoes or putting thumbtacks. I don't have a fixed position at ordinary times. I just do whatever I want in class, so I don't get graffiti on the table, and I always go to the restaurant by myself when eating. So lunch will not be tampered with.

Also, the boys in college laughed at me, but it felt like they actually wanted to take this opportunity to have a good relationship with me.

Kazuma looked at Mikako's erected pecs: That's right, they all want to pick you up.

What about you? Mikako suddenly asked, Do you want to?

I can think about it if you don't knock out my front teeth when you kiss. He Ma said.

Mikako was speechless: Did you act too hastily before? It was a mistake.

Anyway, everyone in the university is laughing at me now, especially the girls. When they see me, they call me 'future undersecretary of foreign affairs.'

When the professor was in class, he would always ask me to answer questions. He would also ask me questions about the international situation from time to time. He would never call me by name. He would always call me 'Miss Foreign Affairs Minister.'

Kazuma: This is too much.

Right? That's why I read newspapers and news every day, just to ensure that I can answer whatever he asks and not to give him the opportunity to laugh at me, 'Miss Foreign Minister's business skills are very rusty'.

I see.

Just as Kazuma was about to speak, Mikako suddenly rushed towards the TV, grabbing the casing of the TV with both hands as if grabbing someone else's shoulders, and shouted to Mrs. Thatcher on the TV: Hurry up and attack!

Sprinkle, spread sauce?

The newscaster said at this time: It is reported that US Secretary of State Haig will arrive in London today for mediation...

Mikako: Don't be mediated! Attack! As long as you launch an attack, you can unite Britain and gain support, and then you will have enough reputation to carry out your reforms to the end!

Although what Mikako said was taught to her by Kazuma, seeing her say it so naturally made Kazuma feel strange.

After the scene of Mrs. Thatcher ended, Mikako also put down the TV and looked back at Kazuma with a worried expression: So, Sachan will definitely attack, right?

Yes, this is a good opportunity for her. Although Argentina has some advanced technical equipment, there is still a gap between the overall strength and the United Kingdom. In terms of war potential, the United Kingdom, an industrial country, is much stronger than Argentina.

And the most important thing is that the Soviet Union can't control it this time. It's too far away from the Soviet Union.

Mikako nodded repeatedly: I see, I remember it. When the professor comes to class tomorrow, he will definitely ask, 'Miss Foreign Affairs Minister, what do you think of the current situation between Britain and Afghanistan?', so I will throw this in his face.

Kazuma looked at Mikako, who looked serious and a little angry, and suddenly wanted to see this scene, so he said to Mikako: Tomorrow I will go to Sophia University with you, and I will see how you debate with Professor Sang.

Mikako was stunned: Eh? Are you coming? Is your class okay?

No problem. I told the professor afterwards that I met the Yakuza and sought revenge. I beat them up and was taken away by the police to take notes.

Mikako: Is such a ridiculous reason okay?

Of course, the professors wouldn't even suspect it.

Mikako raised her eyebrows: That's right... OK, you can do it. But, you can't help! That professor is so mad at me, this is a battle between me and him!

It’s still a battle, why are you planning to do a rap?

At this time, Kazuma heard someone's voice at the door, and then Honami's voice came: Is anyone home? Well, there are shoes, Kazuma!

I'm here, what's wrong?

You asked me, the entrance door is just open.

Kazuma then remembered that he had been forcibly dragged in by Mikako just now and had completely forgotten to close the door.

The shoes were not laid out, they were just thrown away. Honami continued, feeling as if a wife was scolding her husband.

Kazuma: Ah, I was dragged in by Mikako just now, so I just took it off and threw it away. I'm going to get rid of it right now.

No need, I've already packed it up. What's going on that makes you so anxious?

Mikako had already arrived at the door of the living room, stretched her head and shouted to Honami: Argentina has occupied the Falkland Islands!

Didn't Kazuma say it would develop like this? Is there anything surprising about it?

No, but this is so close to me turning over! That damn professor, how he is laughing at me now, when Mrs. Thatcher launches an attack, I will laugh at him even more!

Kazuma patted Mikako on the shoulder: Doubling it will not be enough. You have to return it to him ten times!

Okay, give him back tenfold! Mikako geared up, So when will that be?

It shouldn't take long.

Kazuma remembers that in another time and space, Argentina occupied the Falkland Islands in early April. Within a few days, Thatcher decided to counterattack. Half a month later, the SAS launched a landing operation on South Georgia Island and sounded the clarion call for counterattack.

Considering the time required to assemble and mobilize the fleet, Mrs. Thatcher probably ordered the counterattack a few days after Argentina landed on the island.

So He Ma added: It should only be a few days.

Mikako smiled: Really? Just wait a few more days and you can see the professor's deflated appearance? That's it. Then I will stimulate him tomorrow and make him say more words that disparage me!

Honami: Is this necessary...

Of course. The harder he laughs at me now, the harder I will fight back later! Mikako showed a sly smile, Tell him to look down on me!

Kazuma saw the worried look on Honami's face, so he said, I will miss a day of class tomorrow and go to her school to watch her. I won't let him do anything too outrageous.

Honami glanced at Kazuma and sighed: How can I feel relieved with your words? I always feel that if you follow, things will get even more out of control, okay?

Don't worry, Mikako said, I made an agreement with Kazuma this time. He can't say anything and let me do it.

Honami stared at Mikako for several seconds and sighed: Forget it... I always feel that after this incident, Mikako, you will not be able to enter the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. However, the original plan to become the Foreign Minister was also the result of our provocation. . It would be a good idea for you to take this opportunity to think carefully about what you want to do in the future.

Mikako pouted: Why are you, Honami, starting to pour cold water on me? How can I know if I can't be qualified without giving it a try? Maybe after this round of events, I will be valued more?

Honami: How can such a good thing happen?

That's right. Mikako shrugged, It doesn't matter, anyway, I just want the professor to be embarrassed. Hmph.