I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 165: Drinking as a song

"Alright, alright! Now that everything is clear, let's go back to the banquet!" After all, such a good thing happened, how could we not celebrate it?

At last, Chiyoko clapped her hands and greeted everyone, pulling back the slightly deviated rhythm of the banquet. "Ah, no, the story I told is too fascinating, many dishes are cold, I'll go and warm it up... Qingliu, why don't you play a song to cheer everyone up?"

"Why do I have to do this kind of thing?" Qing Liu rolled her eyes and responded, still got up to get her guitar.

In the next quarter of an hour, Chiyoko quickly reheated the cold dishes and brought them to the table, and Qingliu also picked up the guitar and played a tune that matched the current atmosphere.

In the melodious song, Honami pours Kazuma's wine, while Tamamo looks at the cherry tree and beats the beat. There was a light atmosphere in the dojo, and Seiryu, who was humming and playing the guitar, asked as if remembering.

"Speaking of which, how long will it take for the rain and rain to recover?"

"Well, Chang Andi has special blessings on youkai. I think I should be able to recover after staying in the dojo for about a week." Tamamo chewed on the fried mountain sticks and gave the case quite an expected answer.

"So fast? Wait, if that's the case, will you be able to cast spells unrestricted from now on? It's just like that." Kazuma confirmed.

"Only in the dojo, it's ok, leaving the dojo is still the same, at most it's easier to recover the demon power." Tamamo replied with narrowed eyes.

"That's pretty good too." Kazuma nodded.

The big demon fox that has existed since the age of mythology has no way to estimate how many incredible spells it has mastered. In the past, it was difficult to replenish due to the consumption of demon power, so it can only provide minimal help.

Now that Chang An Di can replenish the demon power at any time, the support level will of course increase by leaps and bounds.

"Do you feel like you have found a big backer?" Tamamo asked with a smile as if she could see through his mind.

"That's right, that's the big backer." He Ma took a piece of fried potato and threw it into his mouth, then nodded earnestly.

Although everyone had previously focused their attention on Sunshine Rain and Jizo Statues, the most noteworthy thing about actually going to Chang'an Great Lake was the mutant serum produced by Fortune Technology.

That thing turned the weak scholar Jiazuo into an invulnerable ghost. If it could be mass-produced, it would be called a biochemical nuclear bomb. In a big way, it could even change the current geopolitical pattern of the world!

Fortune Technology has quietly created such an exaggerated battle, which is indeed far beyond Kazuma's expectations.

Like the catfish essence being robbed by a caged bird this time, the mysterious side of the scene will definitely be played against Fuji Technology in the future. In this case, there is a big demon fox in the family. It should be said that it is really reassuring. .

"...I think so. The world is changing so fast that even I didn't expect science and mystery to come together." Tamamo shook his head, a slightly lonely look on his face. But before Ma and Ma could speak, the fox threw the topic to Honami next to him.

"By the way, you haven't spoken much since just now, Honami. What are you thinking?"

"...I regret it a little." Honami held the burner, looking a little gloomy.

"Regret, choose to go into politics?" Yuzao said as if she already knew the answer.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that so many things happened around Kazuma during the time when I was obsessed with boring government affairs and didn't come to the dojo... and I couldn't hear about it as an outsider until after the incident. It's a real feeling. Yes..." Honami drank the shochu sullenly, looked at Qingliu who was holding the guitar over there, and spit out a faint smell of alcohol, "Qingliu, I really envy you."

"Well, seconded." Tamamo added with a smile.

"Huh? Huh? Huh huh?" In terms of appearance and family background, Honami and Tamamo in Kiryu Dojo should be the top two without a doubt. Such two people actually said something sincerely envious to the bottom self, It made Qingliu suddenly at a loss.

"That, that, because I am relatively free, so I can follow Kazuma, and I don't know that these things will happen... And speaking of it, wasn't the person who asked me to go to you, Tamamo?"

"Even so, those who should be envious will still be envious, right?" Tamamo asked Honami with a smile. Seeing Honami nodding in agreement, Qingliu became even more flustered, but fortunately, he and Ma spoke out to save the scene in time.

"Okay, okay, don't make fun of Qingliu. After all, Qingliu is more used to that kind of occasion, and you both have your own things to be busy with. If you miss it, you can't do anything, right?"

"Cut, is this beginning to protect Qingliu? Sure enough, after forming a team to fight monsters together, the feelings will be different." The fox pouted, pretending to be sad and covering his face, "Honami, we will probably meet in the future. Are you thrown into the cold palace? Let's support each other and keep warm from now on..."

"No, I think talking to Ma actually makes sense." Nanjo shook his head unexpectedly.

"It has been a man's duty to defend his home since ancient times. If a man fights bravely in front of the enemy, a woman should silently guard the man's back in the rear. It's enough to have Qingliu, we don't need to follow Kazuma."

"Huh? Honami-san's ideas are unexpectedly conservative? She's obviously a congresswoman in the new era." Chiyoko said in surprise.

"After all, I've been taught this way since I was a child, and when I look at Kazuma, I think it's true..." Nanjo exhaled, and then took a respectful posture as if to sort out his mood, and bowed his head to Kazuma in the distance.

"Hema... no, Master. Thanks to Master, I heard a lot of unheard of things today, which opened my eyes. Please allow me to thank you."

Kawama felt that Nanjo had something to say, so he held the wine glass and didn't answer.

"Whether the curse of Mieko Osaki, the brainwashing crime of Hyuga Corporation, or the ghost serum of Fortune Technology, these are all things that are contrary to common sense in the world, even if they are told to others, I am afraid no one will understand. I believe." Nanjo looked at Kazuma with a straight attitude and spoke in a succinct manner.

"In other words, what you have done, master, can't be brought to the table. In the future, no matter how much you pay, even if you bleed and get injured, no one will know you or thank you... Even so , do you want to continue?"

Honami's stern voice resounded in the dojo, and her powerful voice could not tolerate the slightest confusion or confusion. Not only was the questioned Hema a little stunned, but even the rest of the crowd turned their attention to Hema as if attracted.

Being noticed, Kazuma scratched his cheeks and felt a little nerve-wracking.

At this time, it is quite boring to just shout the slogan of justice, and he can't show the entry to Honami and the others, so how can he convey his mood? After struggling with Ma for a while, his eyes fell on the guitar that Qingliu was holding, and then he suddenly had an idea.

"...I've heard a song before, and it fits the atmosphere quite well. I'll show it to you." He Ma smiled slightly and turned his head to look at the corner of the dojo. "Chiyoko, go and bring me the authentic."

"Huh? Brother, you sing as long as you sing, why do you need a knife?" Chiyoko complained, but ran over and brought Zhengzong over.

And the horse took over the authentic, as if brewing, stroking the blade with his hand.

Everyone's eyes lit up and eager anticipation appeared on their faces. Hema's talent in music is well known, and he is often improvised by ignoring the music theory when he feels it.

Under everyone's attention, He Ma closed his eyes while stroking Zheng Zong for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes, and with a low voice he drew his sword and unsheathed it.

The cold light of the blade shone, and Ma was silent, a solemn atmosphere quietly diffused, and then with a flick of his finger, Tamamo beside him handed the wine cup as if ready. Kazuma raised his head and drank all the shochu before standing up.

"Husband is in the world and has made great achievements..."

The sentence "Husband's life" brought up the rhythm, and He Ma, holding an authentic treasured sword, walked slowly in the dojo, dancing and chanting while walking.

"Being successful and famous, comforting my life..."

"I will be drunk..."

"I will be drunk and groaning wildly..."

A brief tone of seven-character beats echoes in the dojo, accompanied by a low male voice. Sometimes generous, sometimes wild, sometimes graceful, sometimes passionate.

The authentic blade reflects the dim yellow light, and it draws a mottled and interlaced afterimage in the dark sky, like the spring and autumn full of pride, and like the clang of a golden horse.

A certain majestic, masculine and majestic atmosphere enveloped the dojo.

I don't know how long it took, and the singing gradually stopped.

He Ma, who sang happily, slowly retracted the knife into the sheath, returned to the table and sat down again, and only then did the girls wake up and let out a wow sigh.

"Wow! Brother, do you know? You actually sang Nobunaga's 'fifty years in the world' in this song!"

Chiyoko was amazed. Oda Nobunaga was the hero who almost unified Japan during the Warring States Period. Maybe he is also the most famous Japanese celebrity in the world.

"Fifty Years in the World" is his death poem when he was betrayed and succeeded in failure. The poem also has its own pride and freedom. Of course, strictly speaking, it is different from what Hema sang, but for Chiyoko, who doesn't know much about history, this is already the highest level of praise.

"It's not rock and it's not pop... how should I put it, it's completely different from the previous songs, compared to the pitch and rhythm, it's simply driven by momentum... wow, no, no, this song His aura is not something ordinary people can hold back at all..." Qing Liu bit her lip, shook her head, and looked at He Ma in amazement, "To be honest, this is beyond the scope of so-called talent, I... I even look for it. There are no words to describe that feeling..."

"It's the spirit." Honami added for Qingyu. At this moment, the daughter of Nanjou was sitting upright, her eyes also sparkling, and she said decisively. "This song was written by Hema with the spirit. Without the spirit of a hero, such a song would not be possible."

"It's too exaggerated, it's just a whim."

He Ma smiled and waved his hands, exhaling quietly.

This song is about the world before crossing with the horse. It is an episode in the old TV series "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". In the play, Zhou Lang drinks, dances with swords and sings, which left a deep impression on him. I found the original tape and listened to it repeatedly for hundreds of thousands of times. It can be said that it is the timbre that has been carved into the soul. At this time, the performance was performed, and the evaluation was unexpectedly high.

The original lyrics are of course in Chinese, but Kazuma has changed it to Japanese during the performance. When he first crossed over, his Japanese was not on the table, but now he is also a student of Dongda University. This level of translation is no longer a problem.

"...Is there a problem?" Tamamo, who was listening quietly, suddenly interjected. "The meaning of this song is that a man and a man have to make good achievements to live up to this life? Is it the same as what Honami asked... Or, Kazuma, are you planning to pursue heroism? Or something else?"

"Are you pursuing fame..." He took a sip of soju with Ma Min and jokingly grabbed a bunch of fried food. "It's my name, if I say it."

"Fried shiitake mushrooms?" Tamamo widened his eyes, but Kazuma turned his gaze towards Chiyoko.

"Hey, Chiyoko, these dishes are bought in the shopping street, right? Those uncles and aunts seem to have given you a lot of extras?"

"Huh? Ah yes. Really, obviously our wallets are no longer so tight, and everyone keeps stuffing me with things..." Chiyoko complained in a mixed tone of distress and happiness.

"Qingliu, you sent your guitar to the Earth House for adjustment a while ago, and the old man complained a lot, right?" Hema looked at Qingliu with a smile.

"...It doesn't matter, I'm used to listening anyway. Oh yes, uncle also asked about you, and asked if it was a waste of time to fill up the guitar in the police department...you can show your face when you have time!" Yaozhi digs his ears, trying his best to look like he doesn't care.

"Well, after I've been busy for a while, I'll go to the Earth House to play with you." With Ma Yingnuo ~IndoMTL.com~ Then his eyes turned back to the fox at home. I saw Tamamo frowning, as if he had caught something from the question and answer between Kazuma, Chiyoko and Seiryu, but he was not too sure.

"So, the fame and fame you mentioned with Ma is actually..."

"Ah, the shopping street, the Earth House, and the lights of thousands of houses in Tokyo... These are my fame." Kazuma smiled slightly, raised his glass and drank it.

The finished wine glass fell on the table with a refreshing sound, but the girls fell into silence with a look similar to astonishment.

This is an answer no one expected, or in other words, no one expected Hema's answer to appear in front of him in such a poetic yet resolute form.

In front of them, under the sakura trees swaying in the wind, the man who made his own decisions showed a childlike look of joy, as if the previous words were not a deliberate shock announcement, but just a natural revelation of truth and frankness - Of course, it is true.

Tamazao and Nanjo, Qingliu and Chiyoko, you look at me, I look at you, and collectively refresh the evaluation of the man in front of them in the eyes of each other - moving towards a higher level, and confirming a certain consensus that has not yet been clarified .