I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 165: Drinking and singing
"Okay, okay! Now that things are clear, let's go back to the banquet!" After all, such a good thing happened, how can we not celebrate it?
Finally, Chiyoko came back to her senses and clapped her hands to greet everyone, pulling back the slightly off-beat rhythm of the banquet. "Ah, that's not good, the story my brother told is so fascinating, many dishes are cold, I'll go heat it...Qingliu, why don't you play a song first to cheer everyone up?"
"Why do I have to do this kind of thing?" Qingliu rolled her eyes in response, and got up to get her guitar.
In the next quarter of an hour, Chiyoko deftly reheated the cold dishes and served them to the table, while Qingliu also picked up the guitar and played a tune that fit the current atmosphere.
In the melodious song, Honami poured wine for Kazuma, while Tamamo watched the cherry blossom trees and beat the time. There was a cheerful atmosphere in the dojo, and Seiryu, who was humming and playing the guitar, asked as if thinking of it.
"Speaking of which, how long will it take for the rain to recover?"
"Well, Chang Andi has special blessings for monsters. I think I should be able to recover after staying in the dojo for about a week." Yuzao chewed on the fried mountain branches, and gave the answer that was quite expected.
"So fast? Wait, if this is the case, will you be able to cast spells without restriction in the future? It seems like just now." He Ma confirmed.
"It's okay if it's only in the dojo, but it's still the same when you leave the dojo. At most, it's easier to recover the demon power." Yuzao replied with squinted eyes.
"That's already very powerful." Hema nodded.
It is impossible to estimate how many incredible spells the big demon fox has mastered since the age of mythology. In the past, it was difficult to replenish the consumption of demon power, so it could only provide minimal help.
Now that there is a constant dark land that can replenish demon power at any time, the support level will of course be improved by leaps and bounds.
"Does it feel like you have found a big backer?" Yuzao asked with a smile as if he could see through his mind.
"That's right, that's the big backer." Hema picked up a piece of fried potato and threw it into his mouth, then nodded seriously.
Although everyone has focused on the Duanshi Qingyu and the Ksitigarbha before, the most noteworthy thing in the actual trip to Chang'an Great Lakes is the mutated serum produced by Fuji Technology.
That thing turned the frail scholar Jia Zuo into an invulnerable ghost. If it could be mass-produced, it would be called a biochemical nuclear bomb. If it was bigger, it would even be enough to change the current geopolitical structure of the world!
Fuji Technology has made such an exaggerated battle without any interest, which is indeed far beyond Hema's expectations.
Like this time when the catfish spirit was robbed by a bird in a cage, there will definitely be a mysterious side to the confrontation with Fuji Technology in the future. In this case, there is a big demon fox in the family as a trump card. .
"...I think so. The world is changing so fast that even I didn't expect science and mystery to come together." Yuzao shook her head, with a slightly lonely expression on her face. But before Kazuma had time to speak, Fox threw the topic to Honami next to him.
"By the way, you haven't talked much since just now, Honami. What are you thinking?"
"...I regret it a little bit." 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 so many things to happen around Hema during the time I was entangled in boring government affairs and didn't come to the dojo... And I couldn't hear about it as an outsider until after the fact. It's..." Honami drank the shochu sullenly, looked at Qingliu who was holding the guitar over there, and breathed out a faint smell of alcohol, "Qingliu, I really envy you."
"Well, second." Yuzao added with a smile.
"Huh? Huh? Huh?" In terms of appearance and family background, Honami and Tamamo should be the top two in the Kiryu Dojo without a doubt. Qingliu was at a loss for a moment.
"That, that, because I'm free, so I can follow the horse, and I don't know that I will encounter these things... And speaking of it, the person who asked me to go was you, Tamamo?"
"Even so, those who should be envious will still be envious, right?" Tamamo asked Honami for confirmation with a smile. After seeing Honami nodding in agreement, Qingliu became even more flustered, but fortunately Kazuma spoke out in time to save the situation.
"Okay, okay, don't tease Qingliu. After all, Qingliu is more used to that kind of occasion, and you all have your own things to be busy, so there is nothing you can do if you miss it?"
"Tch, are you starting to protect Qingliu now? Sure enough, after teaming up and killing monsters together, the relationship is different." The fox pouted and covered his face pretending to be sad. Being thrown into limbo? Let's support each other to keep warm from now on..."
"No, I think it makes sense to talk to Ma." Nanjo shook his head unexpectedly.
"It has been a man's duty to defend his homeland 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. Qingliu is enough, we don't have to follow Hema."
"Huh? Honami-san's views are unexpectedly conservative? She's clearly a female parliamentarian in the new era." Chiyoko was surprised.
"After all, I have been educated like this since I was a child, and I think it is true after looking at Kazuma..." Nanjo exhaled, and then put on a respectful posture as if he was calming down, and bowed his head to Kazuma from a distance.
"He Ma... No, Master. Thanks to Master, today I heard a lot of things that I have never heard of. It was an eye-opener. Please allow me to express my thanks."
Hema felt that there was something to say behind Nanjo, so he held the wine glass and did not answer.
"Whether it's the curse of Oshiba Mieko, the brainwashing crimes of Hinata Corporation, or the ghost serum of Fuji Technology, these are things that are contrary to the common sense of the world. Even if I tell others, no one will listen. Believe it." Nanjo looked at Kazuma with a straight posture, and said eloquently.
"That is to say, what you have done, Master, can't be said on the table. No matter how much you pay in the future, even if you bleed and get hurt, no one will know you or thank you... Even so , do you want to continue?"
Honami's dignified voice resounded in the dojo, and that powerful tone could not be fooled or confused at all. Not only was Hema who was questioned slightly stunned, but even the rest of the people turned their attention to Hema as if they were attracted.
He Ma scratched his cheek after being watched, feeling a little troubled.
Calling the slogan of justice at this time is quite boring, and he can't show the entry to Honami and the others, so how can he convey his mood? After struggling with the horse for a while, his eyes fell on the guitar that Qingliu was holding, and he suddenly had an idea.
"...I've heard a song before, and it fits the atmosphere quite well. I'll show you a performance." He Ma smiled slightly, turning his head to look at the corner of the dojo. "Chiyoko, go and help me get the authentic."
"Huh? Brother, you can sing as long as you sing, why do you need a knife?" Chiyoko complained, but ran over and brought Masamune over.
Hema took over Masamune, stroking the blade with his hand as if brewing.
Everyone's eyes lit up one after another, and expressions of eager anticipation appeared on their faces. Everyone knows Hema's talent in music, and he often improvises when he feels it and ignores music theory. He can almost always produce a well-known masterpiece, but he doesn't know what kind of song he will produce this time?
Under everyone's attention, Hema caressed Zhengzong and closed his eyes for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes, and drew his sword out of its sheath with a low shout.
The cold light of the blade was shining, and while he and the horse were silent, an awe-inspiring atmosphere quietly diffused, and then with a snap of his fingers, Yuzao next to him handed over the wine cup as if he was ready. He Ma raised his head and drank the shochu, then took advantage of the situation and stood up.
"My husband is in the world, and he has made a name for himself..."
The phrase "husband lives in the world" brings up the rhythm, and holding an authentic sword with a horse, he walks slowly in the dojo, dancing while walking, and singing while dancing.
"Fame and fame, comfort life......"
"Comfort me, I will be drunk..."
"I'm going to get drunk and sing like crazy..."
The short tone of seven characters and one beat, accompanied by a deep male voice echoed in the dojo. Sometimes generous, sometimes wild, sometimes melodious, sometimes passionate.
The authentic blade reflects the dim light, and draws mottled and staggered afterimages in the deep sky, like the spring and autumn of lofty sentiments, and the clang of a golden and iron horse.
A majestic, masculine and majestic atmosphere enveloped the dojo, and all the women watched Hema dancing with swords and singing songs with fascination, and even Qingliu, who wanted to memorize the rhythm, couldn't make a sound.
I don't know how long it took, but the singing gradually stopped.
He Ma, who had enjoyed singing, slowly sheathed the knife, returned to the table and sat down again, and it was only then that the girls woke up and sighed.
"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, and he might also be the most famous Japanese celebrity in the world.
"Fifty years in the world" is a desperate poem written by him when he was betrayed and failed, and the poem also has a sense of pride and freedom. Of course, strictly speaking, there is still a difference from Wama's singing, but for Chiyoko who doesn't know much about history, this is already the highest level of praise.
"It's not a rock style or a pop style... How should I put it, it's completely different from the previous songs. Compared with the tone and rhythm, it's basically driven by momentum...Wow, no, no, this song Her aura is not something ordinary people can hold back..." Qingliu bit her lip, shook her head again and again, and looked at Kazuma in amazement, "To be honest, this is beyond the scope of so-called talent, I... I even found There are no words to describe that feeling..."
"It's boldness." Honami added for Haruyuki. At this moment, Qianjin Nanjo was sitting upright, her eyes sparkling, she spoke firmly. "This song was written with horse spirit. Without the spirit of a hero, such a song cannot be made."
"It's too exaggerated, it's just a matter of whim."
He Ma smiled and waved his hands, exhaling quietly.
This song is about the world before traveling with a horse. It is an episode in the old version of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms". I found the original tape and listened to it hundreds of times. It can be said that the tone has been engraved into the soul. Taking advantage of the situation to perform at this time, the evaluation received was unexpectedly high.
Of course the original lyrics are in Chinese, but Kazuma has changed them to Japanese when performing. When he first time traveled, his Japanese was unreliable, but now he is a student at the University of Tokyo, and translation at this level is no longer a problem.
"...Is there a problem?" Yuzao who was listening quietly interrupted suddenly. "The meaning of this song is that a man must make contributions to live up to his life? Is it the same as what Honami asked...or is it that you plan to pursue the fame of a hero? Or something else?"
"Pursuing fame..." He Ma took a sip of soju and picked up a bunch of fried food as if joking. "If you want to say, this is my fame."
"Fried shiitake mushrooms?" Tamamo widened her eyes, but Kazuma shifted her gaze to Chiyoko's direction.
"Hey, Chiyoko, are these dishes bought in the shopping street? Those uncles and aunts seem to have given you a lot of money?"
"Huh? Ah yes. Really, our family's wallet is no longer so tight, but everyone keeps stuffing me..." Chiyoko complained in a tone of confusion and happiness.
"Qingliu, your guitar was sent 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 it anyway. Yes, uncle also asked about you, asking if it's useless to repair the guitar when you become a police department... I'll show my face when I have time!" Qingliu said Yaozhi digs his ears, trying to put on a nonchalant look.
"Well, after I've been busy for a while, I'll go to the Earth House with you to play." He Ma Yingnuo said, and then turned his eyes back to the fox at home~IndoMTL.com~ I saw Yuzao frowning, as if from He Ma He grasped something in the question and answer with Chiyoko and Qingliu, but he didn't seem too sure.
"So, the fame you talked about with Ma is actually..."
"Ah, the shopping street, the earth house, and the lights of thousands of houses in Tokyo...these are my fame." Hema smiled slightly, raised his glass and drank it down.
The drained wine glass fell on the table and made a refreshing sound, but the girls fell silent with expressions similar to astonishment.
This is an answer that no one expected, or in other words, no one expected Hema's answer to appear before him in such a poetic yet resolute form.
In front of their eyes, under the cherry blossom trees blowing in the wind, the self-conscious man showed a child-like happy expression, as if the previous words were not a deliberate shocking announcement, but just a natural expression of sincerity ——Of course, it is true.
Tamazao and Nanjo, Qingliu and Chiyoko, looking at each other, collectively refreshed their evaluation of the man in front of them in the intersecting eyesight—towards a higher level, and also confirmed a certain undefined consensus .