I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 32: Do travelers dream of quantum foxes?

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Honami looked at Kazuma standing still and asked, "What's wrong?"

He Ma shook his head: "It's okay, let's go."

Then he led the two girls out of the utility room, and when he passed the door of the ward, he saw Mrs. Mukai making the quilt for her son.

In fact, Kazuma's resistance to this kind of scene is very low, and it is inevitable that he will feel pity when he sees it.

And pity naturally turned to anger.

——That dog that engages in germ warfare will harm the world even if it dies.

There is no doubt that this is a shameless villain, and it is the object that Horaceius must fight against. If he encounters this kind of guy again, he will definitely hunt him to the ends of the earth and cut him to the sword.

At this time, the old lady raised her head and saw Kazuma at the door, so she asked softly, "Have you finished reading? Is there anything to gain?"

"No, it's just a normal projector." Kazuma said, "We're leaving."

The old lady nodded.

So Kazuma left the ward with a complicated expression on his face.

**

Leaving the village office with Ma Qianjiao, CIA operator Smith arrived.

He went straight to the utility room next to the ward, opened the door roughly, and checked the projector.

His partner Li followed into the utility room door: "Did you find anything?"

"Not yet," Smith said, finishing his inspection of the projector's casing. "I thought there would be a hidden compartment on the projector or something, but it didn't."

After he finished speaking, he broke open the casing with his bare hands, so the parts smashed and spilled on the ground.

Then he tossed the casing and crouched down to rummage among the parts.

To the CIA's Far East Bureau, this event is full of mysteries.

After the U.S. military took over Japan after the war, they interrogated all Japanese high-level officials and confiscated all remaining materials, but they still did not know the existence of this base at all.

In the past 24 hours, the CIA Far East Bureau forced the Landing Self-Defense Forces to detect the entrance to the base that had been discovered, and found that the entire base was buried deep in the mountains, and the normal entrance had long been blown up.

The entrance created by Eita Mukai looks like an ordinary fissure. It should have been formed by geological activities in the past ten years, and it looks unremarkable on the outside.

Unless Mukai Eita knew from the beginning that this fissure could lead to the base, it would be impossible to explore down this fissure.

However, this kind of unreasonable thing still happened. Eita Mukai not only explored the fissure, but also set up pulleys and ropes above the fissure to lift things out of the base.

What's even more bizarre is that the things that Mukai Eita took out were basically bacteriological weapons, as if he knew what was in the base and where it was from the beginning.

However, the CIA combed through the experience of Eita Mukai with high efficiency, and did not find a way for him to obtain relevant information.

Eita Mukai took out not only the cholera used this time, but also malaria, plague, etc. All of them were selected and improved varieties, which can be said to represent the top level of the Japanese army's research on bacterial weapons.

What's more terrifying is that Eita Mukai is breeding creatures that can spread these bacteria, such as mice, cockroaches, etc. He built a forest hut in the mountains, which is full of these things.

Smith is well-informed, but he almost vomited in his hazmat suit after entering the hut.

The Self-Defense Forces also found a female skeleton in the worm nest of the hut. They don't know who it is. It is 1981, and DNA technology is still the most advanced technology. Even the United States has only established a DNA database for felons. Ordinary criminals just enter the fingerprint database.

In addition to DNA verification, the methods of confirming the identity cannot be applied because the skeleton is too damaged, and can only be judged as a female based on the shape of the pelvis.

Mysteries are all mysteries.

And the latest mystery is this Kiryu and Ma. He ran over to visit Eita Mukai. After learning that this projector existed, he immediately ran over to check the projector.

Therefore, Agent Smith, the top person in charge of the scene, suspects that there may be something hidden in this projector.

Smith digs through the fragments of the projector and finally finds it.

"Li, before you became an agent, did you learn mechanics?"

"Yes, I was a mechanical engineer at the Naval Air Station for ten years." Lee walked over and crouched beside Smith, "What's wrong?"

"Look at these two screws. The screws produced by the standardized assembly line should be exactly the same, but these two are obviously different."

Li took the two screws and compared them: "Well, indeed. This is not a screw produced by a standardized assembly line. This is not an error of a standardized assembly line at all, but a product of a factory that has not been standardized."

“There are no such factories in Japan now,” Smith said, “but some small workshops may still come up with this kind of thing...Damn the Japanese like small workshops as much as Indians.”

After 20 years of extensive development in Japan, there are a large number of small factories and workshops with low production efficiency. These places may still use this kind of screws.

Maybe this is to save costs, using the factory's own machine tools and using leftover screws.

Lee compared the two screws again, then picked up a few more parts from the parts that fell on the ground, and looked at them.

"None of these gears are produced in a standardized way. Look at these gears. The teeth are not even neat. It's just that they have been used a lot so they have been polished more smoothly." Li threw these bits and pieces in his hand on the ground, and then looked at it. The shell of the eye was thrown to the ground by Smith.

"Wait a minute, I always thought this volatile smell in the air was engine oil or something."

This is the storage room. There are indeed a lot of paint, engine oil, detergent and other items. In addition, there is no ventilation, so there is a pungent smell in the air.

Li picked up the shell: "Now take a closer look, this piece of paint on the shell has just been painted."

The casing of the projector is very old and apparently repainted so many times that you can't really tell the fresh paint on it without looking closely.

Smith stopped pulling parts on the floor and looked up at his partner.

Li then came to the shelf and quickly found a bottle of turpentine.

The moment the lid was opened, an even stronger pungent smell irritated the two's nostrils.

Lee is clearly used to the smell - even though he doesn't look like he's the type of person who would deal with these people in a suit.

He picked up a rag, poured turpentine on it, and wiped the paint on the casing.

Smith: "Damn, Lee, are you trying to murder my nose?"

"Shut up and see."

Li only said so, and continued to rub the shell.

Smith stood up, turned away from him, and pulled out a handkerchief to cover his nose.

Finally, Li stopped and smiled at the results: "Sure enough."

Smith, still covering his nose with his handkerchief, leans behind Lee and looks at the shell.

"This is the designation of the old Japanese army," he said.

"That's right." Li nodded, "and it's obviously not the first time someone has covered it with paint. You look at the edges, although it's the same color of paint, but if you look closely, you can see that it was painted at different times. , the lower layer is more seriously oxidized.”

Smith: "So, how did Kiryu and Ma come over to deal with the paint on the casing, saw the number, and then blocked it with paint? He really knew the truth, and I was completely obsessed by him in the afternoon. I cheated."

Li: "So do you want to arrest him and question him?"

The CIA's interrogation is a purgatory that will make life worse than death, and there are very few things they can't ask.

Smith thought for a while, then shook his head: "No, he's on Langley's focus list, although I don't know why Langley wants to pay attention to a hairy boy who is under twenty years old. But we caught it rashly. With him and interrogation, the gentlemen of Langley won't make it easier for us."

Langley is the name of the CIA headquarters building, and Langley is generally used to refer to the CIA headquarters.

Li curled his lips: "When Langley updated the list before, I also looked at the resumes of Kiryu and Ma. I'm bluntly telling you that I was a little scared. The agents of the Eastern camp that he killed within a year, I'm afraid not more than my entire career."

Smith: "It's really scary just looking at the resume. It's like the James Bond of Japan. But Japan has no intelligence autonomy at all. Japan's intelligence agencies are all our subordinates. It's a bit strange to pay so much attention to a Japanese."

"Yeah, ghosts know what the gentlemen in Langley are thinking." Lee shrugged, "But today he found out before us that this projector was an old Japanese military item."

Smith pursed his lips, lost in thought.

**

Back to the hotel with Ma, Mikako and Seiryu came to meet them as soon as they entered the door.

"How's it going?" Mikako asked.

"Unconscious." Kazuma shrugged.

Qingliu: "Actually, I don't understand why you are going. If it's just a visit, do you need to go in such a hurry? You can go tomorrow."

Honami smoothed out: "Hama's characteristic is that he is warm-hearted, but let's go and see if he can't sleep well tonight."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the eyes and the horse.

She saw the scene where Kazuma pulled the paint off the projector, and knew that Kazuma wasn't just a visit, and she knew that it was impossible to say this when there was a possibility of being eavesdropped by the CIA.

Just as Kazuma was about to respond to Honami, Tamamo said: "Kazuma just woke up and ran around like this. Are you already tired? I think you should go to bed quickly."

"I've slept for so long, and now I'm in good spirits..." Halfway through talking to Ma, he noticed Tamamo's expression, noticed something, and changed his mouth, "You're right, I think I'll have a good night's sleep. Sleep."

Mikako: "There is something tricky! Your expressions..."

Honami hugged Mikako: "Mikako, let's go take a bath."

"Eh? Now? Okay, don't drag me, I'll go by myself..."

Honami smiled and dragged Mikako away.

Qingliu looked at Hema and Yuzao, and said, "Then I'll go upstairs to observe the situation."

With that, she turned and walked towards the stairs.

And Ma looked at Tamamo.

Tamazao: "Go back to your room and sleep, I'll make your bed."

Nodding with the horse.

Afterwards, he and Tamamo go back to the room and lay down after Tamamo lays the bedding.

Tamazao: "Then, good night."

After she finished speaking, she turned off the light, left the room, and gently pulled the sliding door.

Lying on the quilt with Ma with a confused look: Wait a minute! Is it really just throwing me to bed and that's it?

He waited for a few seconds for Tamamo to open the door and come in and say "Haha, you're playing", so he recalled Tamamo's actions after returning to the hotel.

——She...isn't she supposed to make me fall asleep quickly?

Let's trust her for now.

And the horse took a deep breath, then closed his eyes.

Since crossing the road, Kazuma's falling asleep has been very smooth, much smoother than in my previous life.

In my previous life, I would suffer from insomnia from time to time. Before I went to college, I was worried about my grades and was anxious about my grades.

After graduating from college and going to work, the pressure is even greater. Insomnia is commonplace. When I have a headache because of lack of sleep, I don't need too much. It's all controlled by ibuprofen.

Thinking about it carefully, I have three and a half years of sleep in the four years of my college life.

And now things are different.

Actually, Kazuma still had insomnia when he first crossed, but after that rainy night destroyed Tsuda Gumi, he would never lose sleep again.

Maybe it's because the soul is strong.

This time, the strong soul and the horse still went to sleep smoothly.

Then he dreamed that he was sitting in a small Japanese room.

Tamamo, dressed in a kabuki kimono, sat in front of him, shamisen in her arms.

The shamisen pick in her hand has a sunflower pattern printed on it.

She glanced at He Ma and began to play.

Sit with Ma Duan, listen to her playing, look at her beautiful face, and subconsciously pick up the wine glass placed on the low table in front of you.

A cherry blossom petal fell out of nowhere and fell gently into the glass, floating on top of the wine.

Kazuma is wearing cherry blossoms and drank the wine in the glass.

He put down his glass and poured himself a drink.

After Tamamo sang the song, he had already drank four glasses.

"This is your... er, phantom?" he began.

Almost said "Inherent Enchantment".

Tamazao: "Exactly."

"Why didn't you tell me there was such a thing earlier."

"I tried to pull you in before, but you lost the moment you came in. After all, this is a kind of dream, and there are not many people who can stay awake in a dream."

He Ma thought back for a while: "I...haven't dreamed of this scene."

"Can you remember what scene you dreamed about?" Tamamo asked rhetorically.

"Can't remember."

Shrugs with the horse.

"That's right. But from now on, you can remember what happened in your dreams. You're strong enough that we'll meet in dreams every night from now on."

Tamazao laughed and fiddled with the shamisen strings a few times.

Koma: "Since it's a dream, wouldn't it be boring for you to keep your human form completely? What about ears?"

Tamazao put down the shamisen pick with a "I really can't help you" expression, raised her hand and pulled off the bun on her head, letting her hair loose.

A pair of ears resembling a cat-rabbit hybrid appear on top of her head.

"It's great, let me touch it!" He Ma Daxi pushed away the low table between him and Tamamo, and threw himself in front of Tamao, gently stroking the ear above her head.

"Don't do this, it's so itchy." Tamamo complained softly, but did not hide.

After rubbing my ears with Ma, I returned to the original position.

Tamazao: "Do you only rub your ears?"

"Otherwise?" He Ma asked rhetorically.

Tamazao pouted and made a displeased expression.

He Ma hurriedly changed his words: "Sorry, I was joking. Then, let your tail out and rub it for me."

Tamazao: "..."

Just as the joke with Ma Zunsi was overdone, Tamamo sighed and stood up.

Kawama: "Uh, if you just let out the tail, you don't need to do this, right?"

The next moment Tamamo swells like a balloon—correct, swells like a hairball.

And the horse was photographed directly on the wall.

If it wasn't for a dream, Kazuma suspected that he had turned into a meatloaf.

Then, the whole house was smashed, and the horse fell to the ground along with the broken walls and tiles, and stared at the huge white fox in front of him.

"Wait a minute, you..."

He and Ma just spoke, and only said a few words, the big fox shook his body like a dog, and threw out the small objects, broken bricks, etc. in the hair like water, and smashed to the ground.

He and Ma crossed their hands to protect their faces, so that they didn't get bruised and bruised.

"You bastard! Hit me!" he yelled.

"Don't be so squeamish, boy." The big fox said, although it was still Tamamo's voice, but because of the different organs of vocalization, it became like a Hong bell, and it shook like a horse's skull.

By the way, when the big white fox was talking, purple flames appeared from the corners of his mouth, flickering on and off.

The tails of her nine tails, which spread out like a guinea pig behind her buttocks, also ignited a purple spiritual fire.

Kazuma: "You are much bigger than Yamataro."

"I'm older than him." The big fox spoke again, still shaking his head, "Before the mystery began to decline, the older and stronger the monster, the bigger. Now in order to save strength, we all try our best to lived in human form.”

He Ma shook his numb head: "Can you stop shaking your head. Yamataro can directly pass his thoughts into my heart, will you do the same?"

"Yes, but..." The big fox showed what might be a smile.

He Ma always felt that he was going to suffer, so he quickly covered his ears with both hands.

Big Fox: "It's rare for me to bully you once, very happy! Heart! Ah!"

Hema: "You! Noisy! Die! La!"

After the roaring ended, the big fox let out a silver bell-like laughter—this time, it didn't shake his head, it should be a direct message.

He Ma: "It's over if it doesn't happen. Come on, let me touch it."

The big white fox came to Hema and sat down. These actions made Hema sigh that the fox is indeed a canine.

He and the horse pounced on the big fox, and the whole person was buried in the fur.

Oh, that furry feeling is so much better than the bare skin of a human.

"Tamazao, or you will always appear as a fox in your dreams in the future."

"I didn't expect you... to be so perverted," Tamamo said.

He Ma didn't answer, rubbing her face furiously.

Big fox: "Okay, okay, let's get down to business."

He Ma immediately came out of his hair and re-balanced his posture: "Okay, let's talk about business."

The big white fox tilted its head: "Is this enough?"

"I'm a man who works hard. Did you use a spell in the ward?"

"I was discovered by you. Yes, I used a spell to invade Mukai Eita's dream."

He Ma: "So, does he still remember what happened in the social office?"

"I don't remember at all. In fact, his memory has been severely damaged throughout his life. I think he may not be able to recover. On the surface, it should be because the high heat caused by bacteria has damaged the central nervous system."

"Are you still using science to encircle and suppress the mystery in the fantasy world?" He Ma was shocked.

Tamazao: "There should be a scientific explanation for this fantasy, such as quantum entanglement. It's just that humans haven't developed a related theory."

Uncertainty, quantum mechanics?

"Why do you work so hard to encircle and suppress the mystery?" Kazuma finally asked the question that he had been wanting to ask since he knew Tamamo was a monster, but never had the opportunity to ask.

In the real world, if the conversation is overheard, it may be treated as a paranoid.

Tamazao: "Because I found out in my long life that living a long time is actually a disadvantage. Because of the near-infinite life, the desires of the monsters are actually very low.

"Because our own vitality is extremely strong, there is basically no external threat, we don't need to worry about life, and we have no sense of crisis.

"We are like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless.

"So we obviously have such a long life, but in the end we didn't write a haiku that was handed down, we didn't compose a song that would last forever, we didn't write anything shocking, we didn't even make anything beautiful. crafts.

"When I look at human beings, I think, sure enough, only the weak can give birth to glory, and the short life can burn brilliantly."

As he said this, the white fox looked up at the sky, his eyes glowing.

"So, I long to live as a human being, to fall in love, even if it only lasts a few decades. And you, Kazuma, your soul is the burning torch, and you are my white moonlight. "

He Ma was taken aback by the sudden and enthusiastic confession.

"Uh, sorry, I don't know what to look like at this time," he said.

Tamazao looked down at him: "I think a smile is enough."

He Ma looked at the big fox, relaxed his facial muscles, and smiled naturally.

Huh? Wait a minute...

The big fox has already looked away contentedly, and brought the topic that had strayed back to the main business: "Mukai Ying Tai doesn't remember the last ten years at all, I guess... he should be possessed, right? Right?"

He Ma nodded: "Yes, being hated..."

"I'm possessed by the reflection left in the quantum world." Tamamo snapped.

"Can you give me a little bit more, what a reflection of the quantum world!"

"Then..." The big fox tilted his head, "The reflection left in the Dirac Sea?"

"...Tell me honestly how much work on quantum mechanics have you read?"

"I read a lot, but I don't understand much." The big fox looked regretful, "However, I have confidence in human beings, you... No, we can definitely do it!"

"Look at yourself before you say the word us."

Tamamo giggled again.

Hema: "Speaking of Eita Mukai, are you sure he has no memory?"

"Yeah. But I don't think the CIA will be fooled by your painting method. It would be great to confuse them."

"Tsk, will it still be discovered in the end... I don't think about it so much, the soldiers will come to block the water and cover the soil, and it's a big deal to kill them with a knife, and then smuggle to China."

The big fox looked at Hema and said, "You are so strange. Now all the Chinese are busy smuggling to other countries, but you are the other way around."

—Because that's my hometown.

In this atmosphere, it's not good to say anything at all.

So I thought about it with Ma and said, "I had a dream that I was a Chinese. I lived in that land and loved that land. This dream is so real that it has affected me. soul."

After talking, He Ma just remembered, the fox just said that humans will be lost in dreams, and only the soul is strong enough to stay awake in dreams.

However, the big fox just listened quietly and didn't speak.

He Ma: "You...have no idea?"

"This should be quantum entanglement between you and another person in a parallel universe..."

"Enough is enough!"

Tamazao: "Hahaha"

After laughing enough~IndoMTL.com~ Tamamo said softly, "No matter what, I will be with you and embrace the short but glorious life with you."

He Ma: "Thank you."

Tamazao: "Speaking of the truth... We've all digressed many times! What I want to say is that because you bought time to chat with Grandma Mukai, I can try to restore some of Mukai's chaotic subconsciousness. Memory scenes. He still won't remember them, but I can show you. Would you like to see them?"

He Ma nodded: "Okay, let's take a look."

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