I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 28: Ordinary morning

In the middle of the night on the same day, Hanafang Takashi came out of Kiryu Dojo and headed straight for Itabashi District.

Itabashi is one of Tokyo's industrial areas, with a large number of factories, and some companies' R&D facilities are also located here.

Japan's latest development plan is gradually transferring factories in Tokyo's 23 wards to nearby satellite cities such as Hachioji, but the plan has only just begun.

There are still a large number of factories in Banqiao District, which are producing around the clock, with workers working in three shifts to keep the machines running year-round.

The Banqiao District at night is brightly lit, but not neon lights, but industrial spotlights. The whole area has a mechanical texture and is full of cyberpunk.

The same picture will be seen in the suburban industrial areas of China's coastal cities decades later.

Kafang Takashi drove his small motorcycle into a small factory with dark lights.

The small factory is built against a four-story building. The building is brightly lit, and the convenience store on the first floor, which is open to night shift workers, is open.

Huafang Longzhi got off the motorcycle, locked the car, found the side door of the small factory, and knocked on it.

The next moment, an old xenon lamp that I didn't know where I bought it came on, illuminating Takashi Hanafang's face.

At the same time as the light is on, the CCTV indicator light on the upper right corner of the iron gate lights up, and the camera is aimed at Takashi Hanafang.

Then the iron door banged open.

Hanafang Takashi pushed the door in and locked the door.

The factory building is full of mechanical devices and various jars, and the second floor of the duplex structure is lit, and people can be seen busy on it.

Hanafang Takashi said loudly: "I haven't seen you for a few months. There are too many clutter here."

"Be careful, there are some unfriendly things in these jars." A slightly tired voice came from the second floor.

"No matter how unfriendly, can it be more unfriendly than people's hearts?" Takashi Hanafura teased.

"That's not true, but it's okay to hurt you." The voice on the second floor replied, "Come up. I'll see what trouble you've caused me again."

Hanafang Takashi smiled and walked upstairs. When he reached the second floor, he saw a pale middle-aged man sitting behind the long table.

"Damn," he said, "you look like a vampire, as if you would turn to dust in the sun."

"Maybe it is." The middle-aged man replied.

Kafang Takashi laughed and sat opposite the middle-aged man across the long table.

As he sat down, he smelled a strange smell: "What's this smell?"

"What else could it taste like, don't you know what kind of factory I am here?"

"Can fake wine still taste like this?"

"No, this time it's a fake laundry detergent. One bag is two-thirds cheaper, but it doesn't affect the foaming. In fact, I tested what I mixed, and the foaming was stronger than the genuine one. But it just doesn't wash things clean."

Kafang Takashi laughed dumbly: "Doesn't more foaming equal better washing ability? The popular science books I read have personified soap bubbles as warriors fighting against stains. More warriors can't wash cleanly. already?"

"What kind of children's picture book did you read, that thing can't be taken seriously." The middle-aged man waved his hand, "So what trouble did you give me? You'd better call those 'sweeping houses'. But recently the police have begun to introduce a kind of light, even if it is extremely diluted blood, as long as there is a little residue, it will fluoresce in the past."

"Who do you take me for?" Takashi Hanaba was shocked.

"I think you'll get involved in this sooner or later." The middle-aged man shrugged.

"Don't be kidding, I'm looking for you on business, you can help me find out what this thing is." Hanafang Takashi took out the blue pill he got from Kazuma and threw it to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man grabbed the pill and put on his glasses to observe carefully.

"Stained cod liver oil?" He said his first thought.

"It would be great if that was the case. This is a nutritional supplement that has become very popular in the entertainment industry recently. It is said that it can help improve acting skills after taking it."

The middle-aged man frowned: "Improve acting? I've heard that drugs can improve concentration and explosiveness. It's the first time I've heard of improving acting. That's not something that can be done with concentration, right?"

He stands up and walks to his workbench with the pill.

"Is it okay if I destroy one first?" he asked.

"No problem." Hanaba Takashi waved his hand.

The middle-aged man came to the instrument, took a pill and placed it on the glass slide, punctured it gently with tweezers, and squeezed the liquid inside onto the glass slide.

While working, he continued: "I've heard about the use of stimulants to increase excitement in the entertainment industry, but the effect is not good, because sometimes too much excitement makes it easy to use too much force. In addition, actors use stimulants with It's not uncommon for anesthesia to reduce stress."

Hanafang Takashi said: "I know all this, I am the entertainment reporter of Weekly Fang Chun, no one knows the filth of the entertainment industry better than me. However, if you have actual evidence that a certain big name uses anesthesia , I paid a high price for it."

"Don't put your ideas on your old friends." The middle-aged man sighed, "I really doubt that you will be short of materials in the future, so you will stab me out."

"Impossible, our magazine doesn't report on the miserable lives of miserable chemists."

"You hurt me a little bit."

"Are you still afraid of this kind of harm now?" Takashi Hanafura teased.

The middle-aged chemist showed a helpless smile: "Damn, if you continue to slaughter me like this, maybe I will be cruel and make that thing."

"Then I will report you to the Narcotics Management Section, and then I will receive the bonus based on the amount of kilograms found." Hanafang Takashi said disapprovingly.

The two chatted without a word. After about thirty minutes, the middle-aged man said with certainty, "This is a nutritional supplement."

Kafang Takashi was shocked: "It's really a nutritional supplement? You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"Really, vitamins ABC, and a little B2, and some amino acids, all harmless stuff."

“What about addiction?”

"Not at all. Unless you tell me vitamin C is also dependent. However, I seem to be a little bit dependent on vitamin C lately..."

Hanafang Takashi interrupted his old friend's thoughts: "Look at the other one."

"Okay."

After another moment, the middle-aged chemist shook his head: "This ingredient is the same as the other. If it contains zinc, I can still say that it has a brain-enhancing effect, and now this ingredient can't improve acting anyway. Where are you from? If you get this thing, you won't be deceived, right?"

Hanafang Takashi shook his head: "Impossible, the source of this thing should be reliable. This should be the medicine that can improve acting skills circulating in the entertainment industry. Lend me the phone."

"There." The middle-aged man pointed to the telephone hanging on the wall.

Hanafang Takashi immediately went to pick up the receiver, and then he complained: "Why are you still using the rotary phone?"

"I like the sound of the turntable turning back, what's wrong, can't it?" the chemist replied.

Hanafang Takashi shook his head and patiently finished broadcasting the phone number.

The bell sounded over there, and after three rings, the voices of Kiryu and Ma came from there: "Moses Moses?"

"It's me, Takashi Hanaba. The test results are out. The pills you gave me are vitamins and harmless amino acids."

"True or false." Kiryu and Ma on the phone were suspicious.

"I'm surprised too, but the guy who tested is an acquaintance of mine. He's reliable. Either you were deceived when you took the medicine, or there's something mysterious about this thing."

Kiryu and Ma were silent for a few seconds over there, and then responded: "I remember those guys who were hanging up when I participated in the Jade Dragon Banner in Kyushu... It's okay, I'll tell you more when you come over."

"Wow, don't do this, it will come true one day if you keep doing it."

"At that time, I will double it for you."

"But then I can't be resurrected. I still have my ideals in life that have not been realized... What are you laughing at? I really have ideals!"

Kiryu and Ma: "Let's meet again, that's all."

The call was hung up after speaking with a busy tone.

The chemist glared at Takashi Hanafang: "The guy on the phone, shouldn't he be worried that someone is eavesdropping? What did you get into? Don't bring me in, just turn left when you go out. There's a phone booth! You use my landline to call..."

Kafang Takashi grinned: "Now you're in the same boat with us."

After speaking, he took out an envelope from his pocket and threw it on the table: "Laboratory fees. I'll go first."

"Wait a minute! You **** tell me what boat I'm on!"

"Ordinary small boats can be overturned at any time by the big waves of the times." Takashi Hanaba waved his hand and went down the stairs without looking back.

His leather shoes squeaked on the floor of the stairs.

The chemist asked: "Then at least tell me who the enemy is, and let me die!"

"Welfare Technology!" Hanafang Takashi left such a sentence, opened the iron door of the factory and went out.

The chemist looked at the door he left open, frowning slightly: "Fufu Technology? Isn't that the one selling physiotherapy equipment? What danger can they have?"

Outside the iron gate of the factory building, there is the sound of a motorcycle starting, and the rumbling sound quickly disappeared.

**

He Ma put down the phone, frowning and resting his chin, lost in thought.

That medicine is actually a vitamin...

The guys on the Jade Dragon Banner who were trained by welfare technology also seemed to be eating vitamins, but they thought it was a stimulant.

Welfare Technology has been able to use psychological cues to add buffs to people at will?

It doesn't make sense.

He Ma followed the guy named Sugu on the Jade Dragon Banner. Apparently, he not only used the vitamins provided by Welfare Technology, but also often participated in the training of Welfare Technology.

But I haven't heard from Nichinan Ricai what kind of training class her mother asked her to go to.

It seems that this matter has to be dig deep to see the truth.

He Ma was thinking, Chiyoko came over from the kitchen, stood at the connection between the entrance and the corridor, and asked worriedly, "Who called?"

"Our big reporter. That pill is just an ordinary nutritional supplement. I suspect that it may have to be combined with other activities of Wellbeing Technology to be effective."

Chiyoko blinked: "Brother, you are like a criminal police investigation now. Why don't you just drop your studies at Dongda University and become a criminal policeman. Anyway, brother, you want to go to the scene rather than the office, right? "

And the horse pouted.

After graduating from Dongda University and then passing the first-class civil service examination to enter the Metropolitan Police Department, there is indeed a high possibility of becoming an office administrator.

And dropped out of college and went directly to the police station to start patrolling, and I am sure that I will often go to the scene.

But it's the level of the Shiratori Police Department right from the point of inspection to the top.

He Ma: "Are you sure? After graduating from Dongda University, you will be compensated by the police department. The salary is 8 million a year, and the small patrol is much less than this."

Chiyoko sighed: "That's right... I have no money! Why didn't I agree to sell the dojo! It's too bad to keep it, it won't make any money, and I have to pay property tax!"

Actually, the property tax is a popular term. The correct name is the fixed property tax and the urban planning tax.

The fixed asset tax is 1.4% of the total value of the land and buildings, and the urban planning tax is 0.3% of the total value, adding up to a rate of 1.7%.

Hema's current property tax for this dojo plus yard is estimated based on the average price in Tokyo. If it is based on the previous developer's estimate, Hema will be directly cold.

Even at the average price, this is a tax of several hundred thousand dollars a year.

Because of the high property tax in Japan, even a "rich person" like a famous baseball player who earns hundreds of millions of yen every year rents a house in Tokyo, and buys a house in a remote place after retirement. Place or home - because land is cheap.

Chiyoko sighed: "Brother, do you know, in my class, the girls talk about boyfriends and cosmetics all day long, and I can't get in at all. My mind is all about annuities, Taxes, utility bills, and what fish to eat tonight."

He Ma thought, I can still worry about what fish to eat tonight. When we are fifty or sixty years old, the fish in the water should not be eaten because of the nuclear radiation. At that time, we can tell our grandchildren about fish. How delicious they are.

Chiyoko: "I also want to spend my days like a normal girl."

He Ma: "You can also chat with your girlfriends about boyfriends."

"How can I!" Chiyoko sighed again.

He Ma was shocked: "No?"

"No more!"

"What is Amo?"

"Brother, you are so noisy! Ah Mao is now at the critical moment of the sprint, and he cannot be distracted." Chiyoko said firmly, "For this reason, I will keep an eye on those women with bad intentions!"

Of course Kazuma knew who Chiyoko was referring to, and he scratched his head: "Ninan probably don't have to worry, I don't think she's interested in A Mao, she just pretended to be interested because she was deliberately teasing you."

Chiyoko: "Really, I don't believe it."

Spread hands with Ma and don't argue with Chiyoko.

Chiyoko suddenly said again: "By the way, brother, have any of your senior brothers become tax actuaries?"

"Yes." I recalled with Ma, but I didn't expect any specific person, but the dignified Dongda University has graduates all over the political, commercial and financial circles, and there must be tax actuaries, "Why?"

"Of course, let him make a tax avoidance plan for us! If it is a senior brother, thinking of the friendship of the same family, he should not charge any money, right?"

Chiyoko's eyes are already sparkling, and in this cold winter air, her fiery gaze makes people feel a little warm.

Japan has professional tax actuaries who will undertake the commission of helping people formulate tax avoidance plans - this work is a bit like what Andy, the protagonist of "The Shawshank Redemption", did in prison.

For example, some cartoonists, under the guidance of tax actuaries, counted the cost of buying cartoons and books into the consumption of materials, so that the net income on their tax statements will be reduced. Income tax paid is greatly reduced.

It is said that some cartoonists want to count the money they lose playing mahjong into the material cost, but they fail, and they have to suspend publications for a long time to reduce their income to avoid tax.

It's just a rumor.

He Ma seriously considers Chiyoko's suggestion: Now, with the income level of Kiryu's family, it is obviously not cost-effective to hire a tax actuary to avoid tax, and the tax avoidance may not be as good as their commission.

But if there are senior brothers who can help for free, it is pure profit.

As expected of my younger sister, she has become more and more skilled in scouring wool.

Chiyoko: "If my brother doesn't have such a senior brother, we will borrow an accountant from Honami, and Honami will definitely not ask for our money."

...As expected of my sister!

Chiyoko clapped her hands: "Okay, that's the decision. I'll tell her when Honami comes over tomorrow."

He Ma: "Okay, tell her directly, I won't join."

"That's right, brother, stop dawdling, and teach Ah Mao to read!"

"It's not for you to wait for me. Although I am a college student, I usually have a lot of free time, but I also have to write a report. It is now the end of the term..."

Chiyoko came to Kazuma involuntarily, pushed him forward, and said as he walked, "Then you can write next to Amo, when he has no questions to ask you, you write, who won't let you write ."

"No, why are you turning your elbows out before you become his girlfriend?"

"You control me!"

"I tell you, I'm not happy if you do this, I'm not happy I won't nod on your marriage, if he wants to take you away, he will beat me..."

"Brother, what's the matter with you! You, the descendant of the sword saint, the hero of Osaka, the prince charming and savior of Baifeng Qingliu, the nemesis of KGB, and the animal trainer of Mikako, why do you care so much."

And Ma: "You're missing a Kagoshima Khaleesi."

"What the **** is Khaleesi! Forget it, Khaleesi from Kagoshima, a natural Lixinliu teacher who doesn't understand Lixinliu, is this all right?

"You have so many titles, how could A Mao beat you? If you just say that you don't want me to marry, then I won't marry, but look, my little aunt is at home all day, and you and Wouldn't it be convenient for my future sister-in-law?"

He Ma shook his head: "No, I think it's very convenient. Anyway, your elbows are turned out like this, and I will stop you in the future as the head of the house. You don't want to get married without the blessing of your family, right? It's embarrassing that a relative on your side didn't come to the wedding scene!"

Mikako: "Then there are no relatives on Amo's side. It doesn't seem to make any difference."

He Ma raised his eyebrows - eh, yes, Ah Mao only has a mother whose life and death are unknown, and it is estimated that he will never come back.

Wait, then am I not equivalent to Ah Mao's father now?

He Ma showed a thief smile to Chiyoko: "I suddenly remembered that I am Amo's guardian now. That's easy, I won't agree to Amo marrying you then!"

Chiyoko gasped, "You...that, bro~ you should concentrate on writing the report. Would you like to eat some supper for your brain?"

Looking at the smiling Chiyoko, Kazuma suddenly felt a chill: "Don't be like this, I can't stand your change so suddenly."

But Chiyoko still maintained a charming smile and hugged Kazuma from behind: "Brother, I think you like the way Mikako hugs you from behind. Now that Mikako is home, does it feel cold behind your back? Ah, it doesn't matter, sister, I will take on the responsibilities that Mikako can't do!"

Kawama: "Stop! Don't do this! If Takashi Hanafang saw this scene, he would happily send us to the cover of last week's Fang Chun!"

"Huafang-san is very Assassi, just like you, Assassi, I will definitely not do this." Chiyoko was still having fun, rubbing her nose on the back of the horse.

At this time, there was the sound of something falling from the stairs leading to the entrance.

Kawama looked up and saw Takamizawa-senpai who was going downstairs to fetch water with a water cup.

Her glass fell to the ground, staring at the Kiryu siblings in astonishment.

Chiyoko bounces off Kazuma like a spring: "No! I'm playing with my brother!"

Sister, is there any difference between your explanation and no silver 300 taels here?

Takamizawa-senpai picked up the cup, threw "I didn't see anything" and ran away.

Chiyoko blushed, then slapped Kazuma fiercely: "It's all your fault, brother!"

"Why do you blame me? Be reasonable, but I stopped you!"

"You won't let me and... ah ah, I won't say it! Anyway, it's your fault!" Chiyoko ran away with her face covered.

He Ma looked at the direction in which she fled, spreading his hands.

Forget it, write a report.

**

The next day, I practiced with Ma as usual in the morning.

Since Ah Mao gave up all part-time jobs, he will also do morning exercises with He Ma, and he will go to Wenshu after the end.

This is also one of the few opportunities to talk to Ma besides teaching him how to solve problems.

This morning, Ma and Ma decided to fight the apprentice after a long absence.

He and the horse were holding bamboo swords, but they didn't move, but asked, "How is the review situation recently? Are you sure about the national exam?"

If you can't pass the National Entrance Exam, you won't even be eligible to sign up for each school's entrance exam. So this is the first hurdle that those who want to take the entrance exams have to go through.

However, for those who set their goals at Dongda University, the national joint entrance examination is basically equivalent to taking a form.

But Amao is different. Amao's prodigal son has only been two years since he looked back. Before that, he was not studying at all.

In the era of liberal education, two years may be enough for a poor student to become a scholar from scratch.

But now is the Showa era, and Japan's education sector has not yet been fooled by the United States to start loose education.

Amao showed a confident expression: "If you take the joint entrance exam, it's not a big problem. But..."

He Ma suddenly attacks Ah Mao.

Of course, because it was a practice under the rules of Kendo, Kazuma still shouted out the target of the attack: Mian!

But Ah Mao's block was a step too late.

Xianghe and Ma Zhudao touched the bridge of A Mao's nose: "You are afraid. Still can't forget the results of the last national simulation, right?"

Amo bit his lip, then nodded.

"You should know," Kazuma retracted the bamboo sword, "I also got a C judgment before the exam, right?"

"That's the Ji Dao gang..."

"How can you be sure that this time it wasn't Jidao?" He Ma interrupted Ah Mao, "You can't be sure, aren't you? So, that is what Jidao did, and it should be like this from now on. You don't have to think about anything else, just take the next step and apply for a voluntary school that has already got a B-judgment."

"But that's better than..."

"There is an old saying in China," He Ma once again interrupted A Mao's words, "If you want to get it, you must ask for it."

He finished speaking in Chinese, and then explained: "It means that if you want to achieve goal A, you must pursue higher-level goals. If you choose something else for stability, you can get a B judgment. School, maybe you won't even get into that school."

Amao nodded vigorously: "My disciple understands."

He Ma attacked again, this time targeting A Mao's arm, he didn't shout out to remind, and at the same time increased the speed of the sword to the fastest.

Amao chose to cut and fall, but the speed obviously did not keep up.

Kawama's bamboo sword lost its strength before it touched Amo's arm.

Kawama: "No, this is not the sword of a legal knight. As expected, it is right to practice with you, but there is a big problem with your mentality."

Amao looked up at Kazuma: "Master, I..."

"Let me say again, you don't have to think about applying for a private school as a guarantee while you are taking the exam. I can't afford private tuition, absolutely can't afford it."

National universities are all recruited on the same day, and in principle, only one can be selected - unless the candidate knows the technique of shadow avatar.

So if you want to choose another school to guarantee the bottom line, it must be a national and a private school.

Amao nodded solemnly: "My disciple understands."

Kawama: "Since you understand, it will be reflected on your sword. I don't remember I have taught such a weak apprentice."

Amao: "Understood!"

"Loud! No spirit!" Kazuma roared, exuding crushing force.

As soon as Ah Mao gritted his teeth, he also roared: "Understood!"

As he does so, the entry above his head glows slightly.

Although it was only a faint light, I judged from Ma, he should have cheered up a little.

This means it works.

So He Ma continued to yell, "No way! It's boring! Do you still want to go to Dongda University in such a low voice?"

Amao continued to raise the volume and shouted: "Yes! I want to go to Dongda!"

He Ma saw that A Mao's entry was a little brighter, so he repeated the old trick: "I can't hear it! Your master said I couldn't hear it, but I couldn't hear it! Come back!"

……

After repeating this several times, the brightness of the entry above Ah Mao's head was finally barely acceptable.

It seems that shouting can improve the state of depression a little, but it can't be completely relied on.

Sure enough, it still needs some opportunity to continue to guide Ah Mao.

He Ma attacked again, but this time Ah Mao barely blocked.

Although it's not as good as Amo's usual level, at least it's better than the state where he couldn't prevent it at all.

He Ma: "That's right. I can feel your consciousness is coming back. Now you will attack. Show your determination to defeat me!"

Amao wields his sword: "Yes! My disciple is going to attack!"

The next moment he stepped forward and attacked with a knife——

He Ma easily blocked the sword: "Continue! Don't stop! Attack as fast as you can!"

"Yes!" Ah Mao continued to attack according to Kazuma's instructions.

The entire dojo was filled with the clatter of bamboo knives colliding.

**

Chiyoko looked at the situation in the dojo through the crack of the door, and let out a sigh of relief: "As expected, it's the old man who is reliable. I can't make Amo relax at all."

"What, Xiao Qian, do you actually want Amo to relax?" Niinan Rica suddenly appeared beside Chiyoko and said with a smile.

Chiyoko was startled, she jumped to the side with a strange cry, and wrinkled her face when she saw it was a Japanese dish: "Why didn't you knock on the door?"

"I knocked, but no one answered the door. Maybe there were people in the dojo shouting 'no energy' and 'yes', so you didn't hear it. Anyway, I came in without the door locked."

Chiyoko's eyebrows stand upright: "You don't think of yourself as an outsider, do you? Also, the dojo doesn't teach classes on Sundays."

"I have a date with your brother today, date~meet~"

Nichinan Rina smiled and said, "Although the appointment is to meet at Central Station, a surprise attack at this time is a plus! Xiaoqian, please remember this well, it will be useful in the future."

"I don't remember it, why do I remember the experience of the loser?" Chiyoko said unhappily.

"Hee hee, it seems that Xiao Qian is super confident." Rinan Ricai laughed, suddenly opened the door of the dojo, and shouted to the master and apprentice who were still fighting passionately in the dojo, "Good morning!"

Amao was instantly distracted, and Kazuma seized the opportunity to fight back and directly hit the bamboo sword to the ground.

Hama: "Amao! Swordsmen can't be distracted! Although I also taught you to watch and listen to all directions, but that is two different things from being distracted! Keep your eyes on your opponent with all your attention!"

Niannan Licai shouted: "Senior! Is this too hard for people to do?"

"It's not difficult, I can do it." Kazuma looked back at Nichinan and changed his tone, "Why did you come here? Didn't you say it was at Central Station at ten o'clock?"

"If I come here now, I can have a sweet time with my seniors all morning!" Niinan Rica said, entered the dojo, walked to Kazuma in three steps, and turned around~IndoMTL.com~ How about this dress-plus-coat combo? "

He Ma gave a thumbs up: "Yes, very pure and lovely."

——It is to cover the edge of your strongest weapon.

He kept the words in his stomach.

Rina Niinan smiled very happily: "Hey, I'm probably the second best in this dojo when it comes to choosing clothes!"

He Ma: "What, just the second best?"

"Yeah, I don't think I can beat Jinguji-senpai."

Thinking about it with Ma, yes.

He put away the bamboo knife and said to Ah Mao, who was still holding the knife, "That's it for today. You've sweated a lot, and your mood is probably much better than just now. Take a bath and eat. Breakfast, ready to review."

"Yes. Master, are you going out today?"

He Ma nodded: "Yes. I'm going to work today. I'm going to the Kamen Rider studio to run a trick."