I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 16: Aggregation

When the police took Daddy Ikeda away, they didn't even ask Hema to take a statement. It seemed that Daddy Ikeda had sexually harassed him after getting drunk before, leaving a foundation.

Of course, it may also be that Hema's military reputation is too strong. After all, most of the police officers of the Ge's Police Station have witnessed the bravery of Hema's single-person dismantling.

After the police took the person away, Chiyoko asked worriedly, "Will there be an accident with Amo? Those loan sharks..."

"Who do you think would lend usury?" He Ma asked.

"Uh... extremist?" Chiyoko breathed a sigh of relief after answering, "Yes, then there shouldn't be any loan sharks looking for Amo."

He Ma nodded: "The entire underground bank in Tokyo should be under the control of the Kanto United, especially the bank near us, which may be the property of the Jinshan Group. How could they come to trouble my apprentice."

Chiyoko smiled: "Brother, what you said is right, others will definitely think that we are bad people."

As soon as the words fell, the siblings noticed that a window was closed in the attic of a building in the distance.

Then the people in the room also drew the curtains.

Through the shadows cast by the lights on the curtains, Kazuma saw the tall woman slap a small figure a few times.

It must have been a child who was lying on the attic peeking and was beaten by his mother.

Chiyoko: "Speaking of which, will the screams of Mr. Ikeda just now make the surrounding neighbors misunderstood?"

"The surrounding neighbors have almost moved, and few people will hear it." Kazuma said very uncertainly.

All the houses around the dojo have been bought by Sumitomo Construction, but I don't know why Sumitomo Construction suddenly showed kindness and gave it a half year to move out.

But the half-year deadline is approaching, and the people around have almost moved in. The one in the distance should be one of the few remaining.

Thinking about it carefully, Sumitomo Construction is probably also very troubled by the reputation of its own dojo. When the house is built, who would be willing to buy it around a dojo that colluded with Jidao?

However, what does Sumitomo Construction's headache have to do with Kiryu and Ma?

He Ma patted my sister's shoulder: "Let's go, it's a little cold outside."

Although it's only September, the night has begun to show a chill.

Chiyoko: "Looking from the sky now, this area may be dark except for our few sparks."

He Ma stopped and looked up, "Yes, indeed. Because there is less light pollution around, the starry sky is suddenly clear."

Chiyoko also stopped and looked up.

"Yeah. By the way, brother, do you remember when you took me to recognize the constellation when you were a child?"

As soon as Chiyoko said it, Kazuma automatically remembered it, and he didn't remember it at all before that. The memories of the previous master of this body and his younger sister are sleeping in the depths of consciousness, and there is no opportunity to activate them, as if they do not exist.

Revisited the scene with Ma, and this time, I don't know if it was because he and Chiyoko had been together for a long time. In addition to reproducing the scene in his mind, the feelings of Kiryu and Ma at that time were also shared through some kind of mutual understanding. Affection is passed on.

The feelings at that time were merged with the feelings now, and He Ma looked at the stars in the sky with emotion.

He Ma looked at the sky and, based on the knowledge in memory, identified Pegasus and Andromeda...

Chiyoko also looked up at the starry sky: "Summer Night Triangle... It seems that you can't see it?"

"Nonsense, how many days have passed since the beginning of autumn, the rising time of the summer night triangle will be earlier, and now we can see the autumn night quadrilateral."

"Ah, what a pity, why didn't I remember to look at the stars this summer? I've been so busy this year!"

While Chiyoko asked and answered herself, Kazuma remembered a song he liked very much in his previous life, because the lyrics contained the phrase "you point to the big triangle of summer night".

That's the ending song of Bakugou, and the name seems to be called "The Story You Don't Know", relying on the Japanese level of this life, Kazuma effortlessly thinks of it.

He looked at the starry sky, immersed in the memory of watching the stars with his sister, and hummed the main melody of the song involuntarily.

"What is that?" Chiyoko looked at Kazuma in surprise, "Listen well. Isn't that where the star is?"

"Yeah." He Ma hurriedly shut his mouth and said, "I remember watching the stars together when I was a child, and suddenly a melody flashed across my mind."

"Huh? So this is just for me? Great, bro please finish it!"

"No, it's just a passage in my head."

Now the Yokoyama consultants of the playing department are only gilding the works of an unknown musician with Ma Shi, and the entire music critics have tacitly maintained a consistent pace.

If you write another masterpiece with Ma, it is estimated that some people will complain about the unknown musician whose works have been stolen.

At that time, Kazuma may be forced to start performing live composition - copying.

But Hema didn't particularly want to be a copywriter. He learned harmonica in order to buff himself in the future and create a sense of ritual.

Jianhao has to play a flute, shakuhachi or something, to be in style.

So Uesugi Soichiro also listened to the buff on Shamisen.

So He Ma chose to continue to prevaricate the younger sister at this time: "It's just a passing melody, it can't make up a tune."

Chiyoko pouted and looked at the starry sky: "It was very smooth in front of the senior sisters. I think you just thought it was useless to soak in my sister, so you didn't write it."

Kazuma looked at Chiyoko, who was so petulant, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

When he just recalled the memory of watching the stars, he really felt the affection of the former Kiryu and Ma for Chiyoko.

This makes him want to pamper Chiyoko a little more.

So He Ma said softly: "Okay, I'll write it, but you can't tell others, this is a piece that only belongs to you."

"Why, bro, didn't you have an exclusive interview with a music magazine before? Remember that the title of the magazine is a high-profile emerging composer or something..."

"That was an interview they did for the sake of Nanjo's family. They must think that the music I brought out was bought from that unknown musician, not my original creation."

Chiyoko pouted: "Is that so, I don't understand. Does the Nanjo family rob other people's works to gild my brother?"

"Yes, that's it."

"But it's obvious that you wrote it yourself!" Chiyoko looked like she was angry, "If you can write songs and sell them, brother, you can solve our family's financial problems! And the tuition fees are also settled! "

He Ma suddenly realized that Chiyoko's words seemed to make sense.

Although copying other people's music or something makes Hema, a guy who has cultivated a sense of genuineness, resist a little, but...he needs money, really needs it.

Kawama looked at Chiyoko, touched his chin thoughtfully, and after a while he said, "I'll write down this song related to the Summer Night Triangle first."

"Good!" Chiyoko cheered, "But, brother, do you know how to write a score? The last time you composed a song, you blew the melody, and Nanjo-senpai and Jinguji-senpai helped you pick up the score, right? "

He Ma couldn't help but help his forehead.

That's right, Hema has never studied music theory or composition. He can understand the numbered notation now, but it is a bit difficult for him to pick up the notation at his current level.

It seems that we can only wait until the girls arrive tomorrow.

Maybe I can play the main melody and chorus melody tonight to practice, so that the girls can come and help me pick up the score tomorrow.

Anyway, the chairman has said that today's study is enough.

And Ma thought.

Of course, karate practice should not be missed.

At the same time, in a rental apartment somewhere about seven or eight kilometers away from the dojo.

A family of three who rented an apartment was tied to a chair in a very twisted and awkward way.

Except for a family of three who are bundled together like luggage, the two-bedroom, one-bedroom rental apartment looks nothing out of the ordinary and is very clean and tidy.

Because of this, the twisted and tied family of three looks extraordinarily weird.

Li Zhenghe took an upright pencil as a reference and carefully observed this unusual scene.

"Sure enough, you should move the person to the left." He said to the men behind him in Korean.

"Which one to move?" the minion asked.

"Of course it's the whole move, stupid. About thirty centimeters to the left, that's right, that's it. Get out of the way after the move, don't block my view."

After his subordinates were out of sight, Li Zhenghe began to scribble with a pencil on the portable drawing board on his knees.

"Watanabe-kun," he said in Japanese with a heavy accent while drawing a bizarre sketch, "don't you really look down on me? After all, as the boss of a gang, I have to personally come to collect loan sharks. Such a thing."

The male owner of a family of three made a humming sound. His mouth was blocked, and he could only make such a sound.

Li Zhenghe continued: "I can't help it either. After all, we are new here and there is a shortage of manpower. And to be honest, loan sharks are not our most profitable business right now.

"But more and more people like you are borrowing money and don't pay it back, which still bothers me. Did someone tell you that a small foreign gang like us will soon be leveled by the poles of Tokyo , then we will earn the five million yen we lent you in vain?"

Mr. Watanabe is louder, probably begging for mercy.

But Li Zhenghe turned a deaf ear to this.

"That's a good idea, after all, even I'm not sure if we can survive the siege of the Kanto United Nations, and now we can only do some petty things secretly and don't provoke them.

"So you're not wrong. But have you ever thought about killing your family before we're finished?"

As Li Zhenghe spoke, he increased the speed of painting on the drawing board.

"Everyone is from the Chinese cultural circle. You Japanese should also know what it means to kill chickens to warn monkeys, right? To be honest, we poor brothers don't need one million yen to kill someone. At this price, your family of three can't It's worth five million.

"Well, you can say the names of the two enemies, and we will kill them together, but it will be your wish."

As he spoke, Li Zhenghe glanced at his subordinates: "Take off that woman's gag and let her talk."

Subordinates do so immediately.

As soon as Mrs. Watanabe opened her mouth, she asked, "Did you do something wrong? My husband has no bad habits, so how could he borrow so much money."

"Of course, it's because of raising a junior. After all, your husband has just been promoted to the principal, so it is normal to have a junior at the principal level."

Mrs. Watanabe immediately cursed her husband and tried to bite Mr. Watanabe, but unfortunately the binding method was too strange, and she failed to do so.

"Come on," Li Zhenghe continued to draw, "who are you going to kill? Don't count as your husband, after all, he was going to die."

"Wait a minute! Five million yen, we can still afford it!" Mrs. Watanabe shouted, "The bankbook is in..."

"We've already found the passbook, and it's not enough. For something like usury, when you borrow it is five million yuan, it's not necessarily much when you pay it back. Especially if your husband is maliciously delinquent. This is called liquidated damages.

"Don't say why you don't help you kill people according to the money you need to pay. This time we are here to deal with bad debts, do you understand, so we can only count the principal, let's just say, there are two more quota."

Mrs. Watanabe gritted her teeth and said, "Then I want that mistress to die!"

"Yes. There is still a child in the belly of Xiaosan, so let's count it as two. It's enough to count." Li Zhenghe made a gesture, and the younger brother immediately went up and sealed Mrs. Watanabe's mouth.

Li Zhenghe drew the last stroke, looked at the Watanabe family again, and then turned the drawing board to the Watanabe family to show the pencil sketch he just completed full of tension.

"How is it, not bad? You certainly won't believe me when I look like this, but I am indeed an artist." Li Zhenghe put down his drawing board and picked up the Kalashnikov next to him.

He picked up and loaded his weapon with dexterity, but then changed his mind.

"Looks like a big deal?" He stroked his whiskers, then put the gun back where it had just been placed, pulled out a Chrollo pistol from his pocket, and a silencer~IndoMTL.com~ he He hummed the North Korean folk song "Little White Boat" while pressing the muffler with a gun for the standard agent of Crollo.

He seems to have deliberately slowed down the installation of the muffler to match the ballad beat.

After installing the muffler, he stepped forward while singing the last two lines of the folk song "Float, float, float to the sky", and shot right through the heads of the three Watanabe family.

"Come on." Li Zhenghe turned around and said to his subordinates.

"Do you still want to kill Xiaosan?" the subordinate asked in Korean.

"Are you stupid? I just asked that, just to have a sense of ceremony." Li Zhenghe took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth.

The men hurried forward to help him light it.

After exhaling the smoke, Li Zhenghe said, "I don't need to do the rest of the debt myself, right? You guys will also come in handy. I should have gone to the field to sketch today."

Li Zhenghe was about to leave when his subordinate suddenly said, "One of the guys who owe us money has a son who seems to be an apprentice of a dojo under the protection of the Kanto United Nations. What should we do with this family?"

"Are you stupid? People under the cover of Kanto Union owe a debt, so they don't have to pay it back? Then our underground bank is still a fart!" Li Zhenghe slammed his subordinates on the head, "However you want to pay the debt , the Kwantung Union is here, if you can beat it, you will fight, if you can't beat it, you will run away, what's the matter?"

After speaking, Li Zhenghe thought for a while, and then added: "Avoid too publicity, don't bring hot weapons, just as you should recall how to fight with your fists and feet. Isn't that a Kendo gym, will a kick gym?

"Anyway, you've settled this matter. I may go to Osaka and stay for a month." After that, Li Zhenghe folded Kalashnikov's folding gun butt, and put it into his painting together with the portable drawing board. box, and then stood up with the painting box, "Then, let's go first."