I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 21: Choice

The next day.

Noon.

During recess, Kazuma borrowed an empty classroom—there seem to be quite a few empty classrooms in Japanese schools. After that, there are not so many classrooms at all.

The empty classroom then became a stage for various "after-school stories".

In the classroom, Kazuma held the harmonica and recreated the melody of "Story You Don't Know".

"Suddenly changed from an ethereal style to a pop song?" Nanjo looked at Kazuma suspiciously, "Your style jumps a little bit."

Not waiting for a quibble with Ma, the chairman said: "He has no formal training in composition, and he doesn't even understand music theory. To him, style is meaningless. He just plays the melody that emerges in his heart. Just come out."

He Ma would like to give the chairman a big compliment. In the future, I don't even need to think about the reasons.

Namjo accepts the chairman's statement—because it does make sense.

She looked down at the score she picked up, and then handed it to the chairman: "Come on, let's combine our scores."

One person may make mistakes, but comparing the scores of two people can correct the mistakes.

Of course the best way is to have three people play together, but Mikako doesn't understand music.

The bored Mikako said to Kazuma, "Why did you suddenly write songs again?"

"Last night, I watched the stars with Chiyoko. I recalled the scene of looking at the stars before, and I was moved."

As he spoke, He Ma sang the words he recalled along with the melody.

The two who were facing the score stopped and looked at Kazuma.

When Kazuma finished singing a stanza—actually the second stanza of the original lyrics—Nanjo clapped his hands: "That's great, but can we still see the Summer Night Triangle?"

"I feel like there is something wrong with filling out the autumn quadrilateral."

Actually, Ma and Ma were afraid that it would be self-defeating to change people's Japanese words blindly with his poor Chinese proficiency.

Mikako: "This is a song for Chiyoko, I always feel so envious."

Nantou nodded silently: "Yes."

Mikako: "What are you envious of, don't you have a song? The place of the stars can't be for me, right?"

"No," He Ma shook his head, "The place of the stars is what I want to write."

"Then Chiyoko is the first one." Mikako stretched her waist, and then lay down on the table, "I'm even more envious! But compared to us, Chiyoko is a blood relative who truly depends on each other. I understand."

Nanjo smiled and said, "Chiyoko, she's very cute. I want to have such a sister too."

"Hey, Nanjo, you have inadvertently exposed your wolf ambitions." Mikako was lying on the desk, looking at Nanjo with a smirk.

Her cheeks are flexibly soft and fit perfectly on the tabletop.

Nanjo: "I'm just stating the facts, Chiyoko is really cute, and she must be a super beauty in the third year of high school. And she's obedient and clever."

Laughing with Ma, he couldn't help but think of the fight he had with the stubborn Chiyoko when he first crossed.

Chiyoko at that time didn't seem to be obedient or clever at all.

Mikako: "Hey, someone showed a disgusting smile."

"What's wrong with me? Isn't it normal for me to laugh when my proud sister is praised?"

"Is Hema originally a sister-in-law?" The chairman who had been checking the score suddenly joined the conversation, "It seems that this element has become popular recently. I read the new serialization in comic magazines, and many of them bring their own sisters. "

"No, I'm not a sister-in-law." He Ma hurriedly denied it.

The chairman drew a rest on the score, and then handed it to Kazuma: "Okay! It should be almost the correct score, you can take it back to praise your dear sister."

"Thank you." He Ma glanced at the score. With his current level of notation, he could only barely know how to play against the score, and he couldn't see the score and the melody would play in his mind like those real musicians. .

He Ma carefully collected the sheet music and said with a smile, "Chiyoko will definitely be happy."

The chairman shrugged: "The student council election this afternoon, it's almost time to gather in the auditorium. Let's go."

The group then stood up, picked up the empty lunch box, and left the classroom.

Afternoon.

Ikeda Shigeru returned to the dojo from school early.

Today is one of the rare days when he doesn't plan to go back to work after school. He plans to make good use of his time to review until Master and the others come back, and then start today's kendo practice.

Ikeda Shigeru was about to open the door of the yard when he suddenly found a small note stuck on the letter box at the door.

Because the Kiryu family had no money, they only subscribed to the morning paper, which was taken away by Chiyoko every morning and placed on the newspaper rack in the house.

Because neither Kazuma nor Chiyoko have the habit of reading newspapers, these newspapers will later become materials for wrapping various things.

However, after Shigeru Ikeda came, he would flip through the newspapers from time to time-because the teacher said that reading too many newspapers can improve his national language and historical performance.

Ikeda Shigeru doesn't care whether it's right or not, it won't take much time to do it anyway.

A letter box that should have been empty was clipped with a piece of paper, and Shigeru Ikeda instinctively felt that something was wrong.

He stretched out his hand to remove the slip of paper and unfolded it to see what was on it~IndoMTL.com~ A few lines were spelled out with words cut out from newspapers on the slip of paper: Your father is in our hands, don't leave if you don't want him to die To call the police, go to this address:

Ikeda Shigeru was speechless. He crumpled up the paper and was about to throw it away, when he suddenly thought of something and stopped.

He unfolded the paper again, glanced at the address on it and murmured, "Can I call the police and give this address to the police?"

Ikeda Shigeru said nothing, took out the key to open the courtyard gate and the house door, and went straight to the telephone landline on the shoe cabinet.

But he hesitated when he was short of the last digit to broadcast the call to the police.

What if, in case, the face-to-face really kills the **** Naoto Ikeda because the police came?

A voice howled in Shigeru Ikeda's head "Wouldn't that be great" "Didn't you always want to kill this scum".

Yes, Shigeru Ikeda had the idea of ​​killing that scum countless times.

He has seen TV reports that if he kills someone at a young age, he will most likely be sentenced to a juvenile detention center instead of being executed.

So he tried to save his mother countless times.

But in the end, he lacked courage.

Then he gets to the age where murder has to pay the adult price.

The reason why he wants to be a bad guy and want to be a fool is because he wants to make himself more courageous.

After all, you see, poles are all brave and brave men.

And now, Shigeru Ikeda has no doubt that he has gained the courage.

True courage.

Courage from Master.

The courage to be a hero.

If I had such courage back then, Naoto Ikeda, this bastard, would have been dead for a long time.

Now, why not let him die like this?