I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 19: When it comes to wasting budgets, no one is better at it than me

The next day, as soon as Kazuma came back from school, Chiyoko, who went home first, held him back.

"Brother, let's go to the empty room upstairs to talk."

He Ma looked puzzled: "Can't we talk in the living room?"

"Amao is studying at the dojo, I don't want him to hear."

He Ma looked at his corridor: This corridor is quite wide, separated by the door of the dojo, the door of the living room, and this corridor, unless Amo has the hearing of Kiryu and Ma, he is unlikely to hear .

Chiyoko couldn't help but walk to the second floor with Kazuma.

Arriving at the empty room on the second floor, Chiyoko took out a small table and cushions from the cabinet and put them down, then sat directly in front of the table and put the big book she had just brought up in her arms on the table.

Sit down with the horse opposite my sister.

Chiyoko opened the big book and turned all the way to the latest page: "Brother, this is our family's account book, and the current situation is not optimistic."

He Ma: "How pessimistic?"

"Isn't it very optimistic? In April of this year, after paying the East University fees, our family's savings were cleared, and there was nothing left except for the cash I hid in several places at home. Then from April to Now, I deposit a sum into the bank every month, if I deposit enough of my planned share every month, it will just be enough for you to pay your tuition in April next year.”

He Ma was shocked: "Is our family so tight?"

"What do you think?" Chiyoko asked back, her eyes staring like copper bells, "It wouldn't have been so tight. When I calculated at the beginning of April, I was quite comfortable. After paying the tuition next year, there is even a little savings left over. But Qingliu moved in at the end of May, she doesn't generate any income, and we paid a tuition fee to keep her going to school."

Chiyoko paused for a while, then added: "She can still eat very well!"

He Ma scratched his head: "This...I thought..."

"Fortunately, Ah Mao worked hard and spent almost all the money he earned to subsidize the dojo, otherwise my savings plan would have been suspended long ago, and now I can save six months of money - which is half of your next year's money. Tuition is entirely up to Ah Mao.”

He Ma realized the problem: "But now that Ah Mao is no longer working, there is not enough money to save, right?"

"Yes, and what's worse, Qingliu will go to high school next year. If she really takes the music exam, she will have to go to a private school, which is another huge tuition fee. If she can get it like me The tuition-free scholarship is fine, but I don't think she looks like she can get it."

Stunned with the horse.

Chiyoko continued: "If Amo is also admitted to the University of Tokyo, then the tuition fee will be squeezed from there. He should have saved some, but it is definitely not enough."

He Ma can only scratch his head.

Chiyoko sighed: "I was so stupid back then. Really, I only knew how to protect the dojo full of memories, but I didn't realize that money was needed to continue my life. Seventy million! Just sell it."

And Ma teased: "Maybe it's not too late to sell now?"

"It's too late! Now we are a historic site and have the brand of the Ministry of Education! This can't be developed, and even if we want to sell it, no one will buy it!"

Of course Kazuma knew that the dojo couldn't do anything about it now, he just used it to tease Chiyoko.

Chiyoko sighed: "Next year, my brother will be 20 years old, and he will start paying the national pension. It is another expenditure, not much to say, but it is a heavy burden for our family.

"I'm 20 years old, I'm a student, do I have to pay the National Pension?" Kazuma was very shocked. He always thought that the National Pension was only levied on those who came out to work.

Chiyoko sighed: "You're still a university student at Tohoku, don't you even know the national pension subscription standard? Your standard, next year will be a class of pension collectors."

He Ma's mouth is wide open, he never thought about it before.

"Why don't you go to live in a container next year, brother, if you don't live at home, you can be removed from the registration list of the district office." Chiyoko said suddenly.

He Ma was shocked: "Are you going to drive your brother to live in a container?"

"That way, you don't have to pay the National Pension! It's much cheaper to rent a container than the National Pension. Now there are several new container storage yards, all of them live in people who don't want to pay the National Pension! I don't want you to go to the street. My friend, it's just a legal person who doesn't live in a fixed place."

Japan's national pension collection is based on government files similar to household registration. Every house in Japan has to hang a sign with the family name of the family living here. This sign is not just hung up casually, it needs to be followed by a government agency such as the district office.

You have this sign, and when you arrive at the age zone office, the annuity will be collected based on your file records.

So many homeless people in Japan are actually escaping the national pension for various reasons.

He Ma didn't expect that he had been through more than a year and experienced so many winds and waves, but now he was stumped by money.

Chiyoko: "Don't really go out and live in a container, then this family will be too lonely."

"I won't. By the way, haven't the royalties for my music been paid yet?"

"I asked Sang, the producer of Sonny Music, and he said that the budget for this money should be compiled in the second half of the year, and now half of the second half has passed, and there is no sign..."

He Ma suddenly had a bad look on his face: "Chiyoko, the fiscal year of a listed company starts in April. He said that it will be compiled in the second half of the year. I'm afraid it will not be budgeted until October."

It's exactly October.

Chiyoko shrugged: "That's at least hope, isn't it? I remember the copyright fee is..."

Chiyoko picked up the pencil and wrote the copyright fee under the entry column, then looked at the difference between the scheduled expenditure and shook her head.

"It's not enough, it's definitely not enough. Brother, hurry up and marry Honami, at least get engaged, and then you can ask her for money justifiably."

Kazuma: "Honami has already paid her tuition every month, and she has helped us enough..."

Honami's appearances at the dojo have been reduced recently, but tuition fees continue to be paid for every penny.

In fact, He Ma has been eating her soft rice.

Chiyoko sighed and made another suggestion: "Then, Mikako's notice fee, we take a lump sum, right? What Mikako said is what your brother taught her, I think we have to take five completed."

"But Mikako didn't get much for the announcement fee. The announcement fee for this kind of news program is not high. It's not a variety show, and Mikako is not a star."

"Then put her on a variety show! Now she is so hot! Then we take half of the notice fee, and a few more sessions should be able to make up for the shortfall."

He Ma was silent, he was seriously considering his sister's proposal.

I didn't expect, ah, I didn't expect that the hero of Osaka, the knight of justice in Tokyo, and the karixi Kiryu and horses of Kagoshima actually depend on selling monkeys for a living.

But after thinking about it for a long time, Kazuma still shook his head: "No, Mikako is too capable of causing trouble, and now I have nightmares every day that she vomits blood from Qianjiang Ichinan, and the public opinion begins to besiege us, saying that I used a demon technique.”

"Besides, you can't go to a variety show if you want to. The more famous a variety show that pays more for announcements, the more people who go to it will have a backstage."

Chiyoko: "Yes. And Nichinan told me a lot of unspoken rules and shady things in the entertainment industry. I'm afraid Mikako won't be eaten up soon after entering."

"You actually get along so well with Nichinan? I thought you would always be on guard against her."

"I'm on guard, but that doesn't prevent me from chatting with her. That's how girls become good friends while guarding each other."

What the hell!

Chiyoko looked at the account book in front of her and sighed again: "What should I do? Let's borrow money from Honami. Make an IOU and pay it back later."

"That's a solution." He Ma thought about it and could only agree, he couldn't really go to live in a container to escape the national pension.

Chiyoko looked at Kazuma and suddenly asked: "But if you borrow money, the Nanjo family's test will not pass, right? So brother, you gave up marrying Honami?"

Kawama: "You say give up, it's better to say, it's not time to think about it. Honami is now focusing on her career."

"Well, that's right. Although there are more people who advocate women's independence now, if you get married, there will be many obstacles in your career."

Chiyoko let out a sigh that didn't look like a high school student at all.

"Is this also taught in high school now?" Kama asked.

"I don't teach, but I also read newspapers and books by myself. Especially after seeing Honami like that, I couldn't help but want to know more about it."

Chiyoko stretched her back, and then brought the topic back to the original track: "Then it's settled, and the current financial problems will be solved by Honami A Dream's loan."

Waves hands with Ma: "That's the final plan, I'll think of other ways."

"Brother! Haven't you eaten enough Honami's soft rice? What's wrong with this?"

"I didn't eat it when I wanted to eat soft rice before."

He Ma stressed.

I can't help being fed!

"In order to be able to stand upright and straight in the future, I tend to find a way to solve the financial problems by myself. The big deal is that I go out to work."

Chiyoko: "Oh! There's also this trick. I thought that Tohoku University students would be arrogant and not going to do that kind of blue-collar job."

He Ma snorted: "Our Dongda is a left-wing lair. As a left-wing intellectual, I came from the masses, and of course I have to go to the masses."

Chiyoko blinked: "What the hell, I don't understand. If you want to work part-time, bro, here's something good for you!"

After speaking, Chiyoko lifted her shirt, took out the part-time job magazine that was hidden on her belly, and patted it on the table.

He Ma frowned and looked at the magazine on the table.

"My dear, Chiyoko, you're trying to trick me!" he said.

Chiyoko: "Hahaha, this is Karma's line. I watched it a little bit before on a late night show."

He Ma: "You actually have time to watch TV?"

"At that time, I was making a late-night snack for Ah Mao, who stayed up late to review! Turn on the TV and listen to the sound when making the late-night snack. After all, there is no sound in such a big home, which is scary."

"You made a late-night snack for Ah Mao and didn't bring me? I'm a big brother, but I haven't had a late-night snack!"

"You sleep and eat a fart. If you are awake while I'm making a late-night snack, why didn't I give it to you! Why don't I put it on your quilt next time I make a late-night snack?"

He Ma: "No, thank you."

Chiyoko shook her head: "Let's not mention this, I have already read this latest part-time job magazine, and I found that the part-time jobs near the campus of Dongda University are relatively high, so brother, you should be in Dongda University. Find a job nearby, and go to work after class! This is what I recommend, eh, which page is it on?"

Chiyoko said, turning pages quickly.

This part-time job magazine is full of advertisements for people. It feels like a big collection of small advertisements that I often see in old residential buildings in my life.

"Found this, this!"

He Ma stretched his neck and glanced, Mikako pointed to an advertisement for a Cowherd shop.

"Mikako! This is a Cowherd shop!"

"What's the matter, Shixin is so high, and the work world completely staggers the class time, what a good job! It's a minus point to miss the last subway at night, but if brother, you use Honami's car to go back and forth every day, Don't worry about that at all!" Chiyoko's eyes lit up.

He Ma wanted to cover his face, but is it the feeling that he was sold by his own sister for money?

At this moment, the teenager saw the coldness of the human heart.

Chiyoko is still persuading: "Brother, look, you don't have anything to lose. You are tall enough to practice kendo, so you have a good figure. Although your face is a little more popular, as long as you wear makeup! Go! It's sure to become the top card all at once, and it can make a lot of money.

"When the legend of you spreads throughout Kabukicho, when people mention that street, they will say it's 'Kiryu's Night Street'! How cool!"

He Ma raised the volume: "That's weird! This thing broke out, and the Eastern Conference fired me! What do you think?"

Chiyoko looked dissatisfied: "Is it possible? Just being a cowherd..."

"Is it okay?" He Ma interrupted his sister, "Although there are many students who will go to that kind of shop to drink, but this is different from working in that kind of shop, right!"

In Japan, the custom shop is not necessarily the one that sells that, it may just be a nightclub with pretty girls to accompany you.

Going to such nightclubs is considered normal entertainment.

Some companies will specially allocate a large amount of hospitality money to entertain customers to such places. If it is not used up in one night, the company will be embarrassed and will be scolded by the leaders.

But it's one thing to spend money in such a place, and quite another to work in such a place.

Women work in places like this, and it's an outright scandal when it comes out.

Men are not bad either.

Chiyoko looked at the job advertisement with regret after being beaten up by the horse: "That's it, sorry, I'm obsessed with money."

After she finished speaking, she sighed again: "Oh, why didn't I support selling the dojo at that time? If there was a time machine, I would go back and beat myself at that time first."

Kawama: "You stupid, if you have a time machine, you must remember the number of the big lottery first and then go back and tell... eh?"

He Ma suddenly froze.

Chiyoko looked at Kazuma suspiciously: "What happened to you? Isn't it? You invented the time machine? Is Dongda so powerful?"

He Ma patted Chiyoko on the head: "How is that possible! But maybe your brother has figured out a way to get the money quickly!"

Chiyoko is still skeptical: "What way? Let Tamamo do a divination and buy the lottery?"

"No no, but it's almost there."

He Ma got up and walked out of the room, Chiyoko followed, still asking in confusion, "What is the solution? Robbing the bank?"

"I'm crazy, I'm robbing a bank?" He Ma laughed.

"Eh? But, I think if it were you, brother, maybe you could think of a perfect criminal way to steal hundreds of millions of yen."

"Even if it's stolen, it can't be spent until the retrospective period expires. Until then, I'll have to live in a container. The solution I've come up with is..."

He Ma went down to the first floor while talking, and went into the living room to pick up today's newspaper.

He turned to the horse racing version.

Japan has a strong horse racing -- or betting -- atmosphere, so there is a weekly horse racing section in the newspaper.

The page contains information about this week's races, the sales of horse tickets, the races that will be held next week, the current status of famous horses, and interviews with famous horse owners.

Chiyoko was disappointed: "Betting on horses, how can you make money quickly? In a game with a big gap in strength, the odds of a strong horse are too low. Do you always have to beat the dark horse to hit the big luck?"

"You're so professional, you've already studied it?" He Ma asked in surprise.

"Of course I have studied it, but I have examined all the projects that have the potential to make money. Anyway, I won't give you any money for betting on horses. If you want to buy horse tickets, save your own meal costs and buy them ."

Shrugs with the horse.

In fact, he also has the mentality of trying it out, because his understanding of horse racing comes entirely from the animation of the horse racing girl and related mobile games, and then the prototype of the horse girl that appears in the animation and the game is mostly in the 90s. Some of the famous horses that started to emerge, some simply started running after 2000.

But in this time and space, the timing of many things is messed up. The Falklands Sea Battle broke out more than half a year earlier, and it is entirely possible that some famous horses were born earlier.

Of course, Chiyoko is right, the odds of winning the title are low, because everyone is betting on it, and even if they win, they won't make much money.

So even if He Ma sees the name of a famous horse born in advance, there is no guarantee that he will make a lot of money from him.

Only seeing the names of the horses who will upset the cold means that he has an opportunity to become rich overnight.

For example, Mi Yu, and Ma Shi Sheng, this guy beat the championship favorite Mipo Bourbon and let many people's horse tickets evaporate in place, so although it won at the time, the audience was full of curses.

But that also means it and the horse can make a fortune on it!

Miyu, my hero!

He Ma carefully looked at the list of horses to appear next week, but did not see his familiar name.

Chiyoko looked at Kazuma's profile and asked suspiciously: "Brother, you don't really know which horse will win, do you? Could it be that the guidance you gave Mikako is not based on common sense in international relations. The analysis and judgment made, but the mere prophet?"

He Ma Xin thought you were right, but said, "How is that possible. I don't have a blue-skinned robot to follow."

With that, he dropped the newspaper.

——I didn't see a familiar name, and my dream of getting rich overnight by horse racing was also shattered.

It seems that I can only find a more up-to-date part-time job first.

Traveling for more than a year, saving Osaka and Tokyo, going through a series of vigorous events, and then continuing to work part-time - this development has the flavor of a Japanese light novel.

The name of the light novel and the horse have been decided, and it is called "Work! Lord Swordsman! 》

Chiyoko looked at Kazuma and said next to him: "Okay, brother, luckily there is still plenty of time. I can choose a new high-level part-time job for the first half of the year, and the problem of money is easy to solve. I will find another one later. It’s time to go to work somewhere.”

"No, you already have to do housework, and then work part-time..."

"The housework can be handed over to Takamizawa-senpai. She is now equivalent to a free worker. We will leave the room for her to live in, and she will help with the work. We don't need to pay wages. We have to use her well!"

He Ma glanced at Chiyoko: "Sister, a black-hearted capitalist like you will be on the street in the future."

"This is Japan, nothing like that will happen." Chiyoko waved her hand.

He Ma sighed, "That's really sad."

Japan, a sad country.

He and Ma Zheng wanted to go back to the second floor with Chiyoko to find some good part-time jobs, when the doorbell rang.

Chiyoko looked at the wall clock in the living room: "This time? Probably a salesman again."

People at Kiryu Dojo either have their own keys or don't like to go to the main entrance, and none of them will ring the doorbell in a proper manner.

Chiyoko responded in a loud voice, "Come here," and walked quickly to open the door.

Then Kazuma heard the voices of Anno Akira and Okada Koji: "Sister Chiyoko, is Mr. Kiryu here?"

Chiyoko: "Yes, yes!"

She sounded like she was saying "I smell petty money".

Alas, if my younger sister had become a miser earlier, Kiryu and Ma would have become the richest tycoons by speculation.

While He Ma sighed like this, Okada Koji and Anno Akto appeared at the door of the living room: "Kiryu-sensei, long time no see!"

And the horse pretended to be their appearance: "It's the two of you, the voice sounds familiar to me."

Actually, you can recognize who it is by hearing the voice, but it doesn't matter.

Okada Koji smiled and said, "It's our fault that we haven't come to visit Mr. Kiryu for so long."

Akino Anno said, "The main thing is that we want to get the things out first, and bring the things to report to the teacher with Kiryu, which will be more sincere."

He Ma Daxi: "You guys have come up with something in half a year? Not bad!"

The implication is that this is not like the artist team that Hema remembers for being famous for honing foreigners and squandering investments.

Anno Akira and Okada Koji took this as a compliment and laughed happily.

Akito Anno put the suitcase on the table, opened it and took out a box of videotapes, a sticky note with the words "Concept Demonstration 1" on the side of the videotape.

He Ma looked embarrassed: "I don't have a video recorder here..."

"We know, so we brought a VCR." Anno said, and took the VCR out of the box, "We also brought a signal transcriber, sir, your TV should still be an old-fashioned input interface, right? ?"

He Ma thought that sure, but didn't answer.

Anno Akira and Okada Koji quickly installed the video recorder and adjusted it a little.

After getting it done, Akito Anno solemnly stuffed the videotape into the card slot of the VCR: "Now, teacher, please watch the masterpiece that we have brainstormed these days."

Chiyoko just came in to deliver tea. After delivery, she held the empty plate to her chest and watched the TV screen curiously.

The concept demo begins with a burst of music.

After the first screen, Akito Anno pressed the pause button to explain: "This music is a symphony we randomly found, it is only for demonstration, and the music will definitely be composed by you in the future."

He Ma nodded and motioned for the demonstration to continue.

Akito Anno pressed the play button again.

In the grand symphony, Kazuma sees cool images, dazzling cyber ninja battle scenes.

The demo ends shortly.

He Ma: "What did you guys come up with? Why do you feel different from what you talked about with me last time?"

"Yes, we've been brainstorming. How about this, doesn't this look good now?" Although Akira Anno used the question style, his expression and tone showed that he firmly believed that this was very cool and would get Kiryu-sensei's appreciation.

He Ma touched his forehead: "I only saw the cool battle scene, and I didn't see much else."

Chiyoko also interjected at this time: "Me too, I don't really understand it at all."

Akino Anno spreads his hands: "But he's cool! Not only the pictures, but also the concepts explained and the stories contained in them are so cool!"

He Ma opened his mouth wide: "There is still a story in this demo? Where is it?"

"Can't you see? It's a story told in the language of the camera!" Akito Anno compared the frame of the camera with both hands, aiming at Kazuma.

And the horse's mouth opens into an O shape.

Damn, even though Wang Li's cosmic army was blown away by his own, a butterfly that traveled through time and space, the virtues of these people have not changed at all.

Wang Li Cosmos Army is good everywhere, but it just doesn't look good, it looks dull and boring - except for the last air battle.

But that air battle was only a few minutes in total.

The rest of the movie is long, boring, and boring. Maybe they told a very complicated story in the language of the camera, but because it didn't look good, other than Leeuwenhoek who came to play interpretation, no one else could watch it.

Kawama held down Akira Anno who was excitedly explaining: "Anno, you are a genius, I must admit this, but most of the world is laity, if you want us to accept it, you must first Tell a story that we lay people would find interesting, and then we can appreciate your genius idea."

Ayano Anno was shocked: "Comparing me with you, how can I be called a genius, this is all inspired by your spark of thinking!"

He Ma: "Yes, this may be inspired by my spark of thinking, but I can't understand it now. Can you grasp the things inspired by the spark of thinking and make it into a situation that I can understand? "

Anno Akito has a very shocked expression: "You... can't understand it? When I explained to those fat-headed people in Chiyo Group, they couldn't understand, I thought you Must be able to..."

He Ma: "Believe me, although I'm also very unhappy with those fat-headed and big-eared superiors, I don't think it's not necessarily their fault that they don't understand this time."

Akito Anno was exhausted. He sat down on the seat cushion and put his hands back on the tatami ~IndoMTL.com~ looking up at the fluorescent lamps on the ceiling.

"Actually...not recognized by Kiryu-sensei...Am I being too radical?"

He Ma hurriedly reassured: "Actually, the battle is already very cool, and this battle can be said to be revolutionary. This battle alone should be able to fool the Chiyo Consortium to continue investing money."

At this time, Okada Koji said, "No, in fact, according to the information I got, the employer is going to invest the money deducted from us into a new Gundam work."

He Ma thought about it, at this point, it should be Z Gundam.

He couldn't help but hum a melody from Z Gundam's famous song "Mercury Love".

Okada Koji didn't know what Kazuma meant, and was stunned for a moment, before continuing: "Mr. Kiryu! Help us! We don't want to be deducted from funds! A demo of a lot of money!"

Kazuma: "With your abilities, it's definitely not a problem to come up with a demo, as long as you don't think too much about being unconventional. Remember, animation is not good, at least not now. Wait until you become animation masters. Now, even if you shoot a piece of shit, someone will blow it for you."

Akino Anno went directly to the tatami, and put his hands under the back of his head: "If you want to pursue art, you must first become an animation master..."

Just as he was about to say something to Ma, Okada Koji approached him and whispered, "You better come and watch us. Just come and show your face every afternoon, and we can pay you a salary."

Chiyoko suddenly interjected: "How much is the salary?"

Okada Koji stretched out two fingers.

Chiyoko: "Two thousand an hour? We did it!"

Okada Koji shook his head: "It's a daily salary of 20,000."

Chiyoko patted Hema on the shoulder: "This is yours."