My Girlfriend Hiratsuka Shizuo

This matter is simple and easy to say, difficult and troublesome, mainly depends on whether Kondo Xiu is willing to accept his help.

If accepted, things are naturally simple.

It's just money. When you have money, things that can be solved with money are very simple things.

Earn it after you use it.

But for those who have no money, anything that uses money is a big deal.

It's not chicken soup, it's the truth.

The phone rang for a full minute before it was picked up, and Kondo Yuki's hesitant voice came from the opposite side: "Mr. Qiandao?"

"it's me."

"..."

Both fell into silence, and half a minute later, Kondo Xiu's weak voice came over the phone: "That... Teacher Qiandao, what's the matter?"

"Kako told me about you..."

"...So it turns out, it really is Kako, it's okay, Qiandao-sensei, it's just a trivial matter."

"If it was really trivial, you wouldn't talk to me in that voice."

"..."

"Kondo, are there any relatives in your family who can help you?"

"……there is none left."

Hospital, corridor.

The dim sunset fell from the window, like a candle that was about to go out. Kondo Xi leaned against the wall, her weak body trembled a little, and she held the phone tightly to prevent tears from shedding.

No more, no more, no more relatives.

Since my father's death, all relatives have disappeared, never contacted, and don't move around during festivals.

And even if there are relatives who are willing to help, how much have they helped...

Fortunately, the hospital now has elevators, and few people take the stairs, and no one sees Kondo Yu now.

"do not have it……"

Qiandao Mingxin took a few puffs of cigarettes, then exhaled thick smoke, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it, picked it up, and threw it into the trash can.

Seriously said: "Since I know, then I naturally want to help. I am your teacher and boss. Kondo, I just ask one question, the teacher decided to help you, do you accept it?"

"How...how can I...I can't bother Mr. Qiandao anymore, this is my family matter, and I have a younger brother and grandma..."

Kondo Xi's body and voice were very flustered and anxious, and she was afraid that Qiandao Mingxin would help her - she also thought about finding Qiandao Mingxin, but she thought of her mother who had just completed the operation, her younger brother who was still in elementary school, and her elderly grandma... …

They can't open their mouths, they really can't open their mouths. Whoever helps their family will be carrying a heavy burden on themselves.

Kondo Xiu didn't want to hurt others.

She actually envisioned the future, when she dropped out of school, went to find a job during the day, and came back to Qiandaoya at night to learn some simple cooking skills from Teacher Qiandao. If she wanted to come here, Teacher Qiandao should agree to this request, but she could not pay.

After studying for half a year to a year, and then returning to my hometown to open an izakaya, with the cooking skills I learned from Mr. Qiandao, the business must be very good.

Halfway through, she used the money from her part-time job to help her younger brother go to school, take care of her mother and grandma... When her younger brother can become independent, she will find another man to marry and live a peaceful life.

Good luck and bad luck are your own destiny, and living a life like this is nothing... bad!

Kondo Xi stated his plans intermittently, and then asked with a smile on the phone: "Look, Mr. Qiandao, isn't this okay? You will teach me cooking, right..."

"Of course, as long as you want to learn, the teacher will pass on all the cooking skills to you..."

Qiandao Mingxin sat on a chair on the campus, lit a cigarette again, and Hiratsuka sat quietly beside him.

"...Just, Kondo Yu, are you willing? You can obviously choose the future you like."

This time, Qiandao Mingxin called him by his full name. The opposite side was silent for more than ten seconds, and a smiling voice came:

"Ha, I'm happy to be able to learn how to cook with Teacher Qiandao. I've calculated that your izakaya income is higher than those of graduates from famous universities. I'm very lucky..."

"I ask are you willing?"

"I...I...I..."

Qiandao Mingxin took the cigarette from his mouth and sighed: "Kondo, there is no one around you, cry, cry... If you feel afraid of disturbing others, cry softly, don't hold it back, it's not good for your body and mind... …”

"..."

There was a low cry from the phone...

Shizuo Hiratsuka roughly knew the reason, looked at the sky, and sighed—that child, who is obviously very gentle, why did he encounter this!

The crying only lasted for a few minutes, and Kondo Yu's words came out again: "Thank... Thank you, Qiandao-sensei, but here I..."

"Don't talk about Kondo, I have decided to help you and your younger brother go to school, and also pay for your mother's medical expenses. You will bring your family to Chiba City later...

Don't be too busy to refuse, this has a price, you must first understand that your teacher is not bad for money, to tell you the truth, there is a huge group behind the teacher..."

When he said this, Qiandao Mingxin glanced at Xiaojing.

"...Secondly, the money I lent you can only be counted as interest, and the interest is two, no, three times the principal. For example, I am lending you 100 million yen now, and when you graduate from college, you can work , you will pay me back 300 million yen.

It's much cheaper than putting your money in the bank.

Think about it, are you willing to accept funding like usury? "

Qiandao Mingxin threw the cigarette butt on the ground again, stepped on it, threw it into the trash can, and then took out one and threw it into his mouth.Before the ignition, he was snatched by Hiratsuka Shizuo and threw it directly into the trash can. Then he snatched most of the pack of cigarettes and ghost lighters in his hand and threw them into the trash can together.

"But... But at that time, if I couldn't pay it back, it wasn't..."

Kondo Yuki hesitated - if she had no choice, of course she wanted to continue studying, she was only 16 years old!

Qiandao Mingxin smiled, solved it, and said, "Then Kondo, you must be admitted to Dongda University. Only by doing so will your annual salary be high, so that you can pay back my money as soon as possible."

"But...but..."

"It's nothing but, teacher, I have already decided, the specific matters will wait for you to return to Chiba. Then you will write me an IOU and stamp it. Okay, that's it, see you in Chiba."

Before waiting for the opposite Kondo Xiu to respond, Qiandao Mingxin directly hung up the phone.

Hospital, corridor.

With tears on her face, Kondo Xi stared blankly at the phone that hung up in her hand, unable to return to her senses for a long time.

……

Qiandao Mingxin has never been kind, he has never donated money, and he has never given money to beggars he saw on the street...

Instead, he killed a lot of people in the previous world.

For the same reason as last time, Qiandao Mingxin really likes the child Kondo Yu, and doesn't want her to give up her great future because of this injustice.

In order to get Qiandao Mingxin's help, first of all, you must get to know him and have a good relationship. Second, you must have a good character, so that he feels worthy of help even if there is no return. Finally, and most importantly, Qiandao Mingxin is willing to help.

It can be understood as the second one—doing things all your life, why do you need to explain to others.

……

Next, Yukinoshita and Yukihama ran over, and Hiratsuka Shizuo talked about the club members.

"Xiao Jing, I'm going back too."

"Okay, see you tomorrow then."

"See you tomorrow."

Nodding at Yubihama and Yukinoshita again, Chishima Akira turned around and left, sent a message to Yoshiko Sakurai halfway through saying 'the matter was resolved', and returned to Xiaoxi Street in the face of the setting sun.

The daughter of Mrs. Sanliang next door politely called, "Uncle Qiandao, good afternoon."

"Xiaoying, good afternoon."

Qiandao Mingxin smiled and nodded, returned to Qiandaoya, and brought a box of cakes to Sanliang Xiaoying.

——I think the smooth road is ahead, why should people not walk because of a little obstacle.

——To make a person's limited life more effective is to prolong his life.

…………

ps: Mengxin asks for tickets! (This chapter, ahem, is a little watery...)

Chapter 121 Chapter 110 Chapter Six

When Yubihama and the others were celebrating their happy birthdays on KTV, Akira Qiandao fought fiercely with Nobuyuki Sanada in the patch space.

In addition to inviting Ayaka Totsuka's friends, Shizuo Hiratsuka also went to Yuhihama's birthday party, and also called Akira Chishima.

But at that time Qiandao Mingxin had already finished bathing and wearing pajamas, and was about to enter the patch space again, so he refused.

It was only nine o'clock at that time, when Xiaoxi Street was lively, and there was no need to open a store, and you could sleep at any time.

Entering the patch space to fight again is a decision Qiandao Mingxin has prepared for several hours. The three points of essence, energy and spirit have been adjusted to the best state.

It can't be changed by little things.

Facing Sanada Nobunaga, Sanada Zaemon, the last hero of the Neon Warring States.

That is attention, but also respect.

Turn off the lights, stand at the window blowing the night wind and listen to the liveliness of Xiaoxi Street below.

Compared with the darkness and quietness in the room, it was like two worlds.

After feeling the prosperity for a while, Qiandao Mingxin's mood was calm and turbulent. It was a wonderful state of mind. It is conceivable that the calm sea can set off huge waves at any time.

He closed the window, went back to the bed and lay flat, staring at the darkness above, and said lightly, "Go in."

White space, no concept of direction, can't see far away, the only difference is himself and the dark red long knife in his hand.

"It's back again!"

Qiandao Mingxin looked around, sighed, and felt that he had only left for less than three weeks. When he came back here again, he already felt as if he had passed away.

Fighting with Sanada Nobuyuki is different from fighting with those wandering swordsmen. After a while, the breath may get out of control again.