I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 43: Night falls

Fang Chun's reporter, Hana Fang Takashi and photographer Wakamiya Daisuke, ambushed for two more days at the entrance of Bei Ge's High School.

"There will be results tonight." On the afternoon of the third day, Takashi Hanafura said to Daisuke Wakamiya, while instigating cup noodles, "This kind of school stay activity cannot fail to spark. You hurry up and prepare. Good camera equipment, we'll sneak in when it's a little later."

"Understood." Daisuke Wakamiya replied as he packed the compact camera into a bag much smaller than the one he usually carried.

What other pinhole cameras and Polaroids are there? Anyway, Daisuke Wakamiya has everything you need for secret photography.

After all, they are the ace paparazzi of the weekly magazine Fang Chun, and they are experts in digging black material.

Many of the bonuses for digging black material before have been converted into equipment.

At this time, outside the car, the students who were going to live in the school tonight began to return to school one after another after eating.

Usually, at this time, only the teacher's office and the janitor's duty room are left with lights in the teaching building.

Suddenly, Daisuke Wakamiya patted Hanafura Takashi on the shoulder: "Hey, is that a member of Kiryu and Ma Harem?"

Hanafang Takashi looked up at his partner, and then followed his gaze. Sure enough, he saw the girl with braids wearing glasses and **** standing at the school gate, looking up to the northwest, not knowing what she was looking at.

The light of the setting sun reflected on her glasses, making both lenses sparkle, making it impossible to see the expression under them.

Kafang Takashi glanced at the northwest sky and saw nothing but two burning clouds.

"What is she looking at?" Hanaba Takashi asked his partner suspiciously.

"I don't know, maybe just enjoying the sunset?"

At this time, the girl with braided glasses had finished looking out and continued to walk towards the school gate.

"Speaking of which, she didn't act with Kiryu and Ma?" Daisuke Wakamiya continued to mutter, "I thought the four of them would stick together like conjoined twins forever."

Hanafang Takashi was also speechless. He suddenly thought of a question: "When did she leave school?"

"I don't know, but the school is so lively today, with so many students coming in and out, the back door is also open for students to use at will. It's normal for us to miss it."

"Shh, stop talking, take a quick photo!" Takashi Hanafura interrupted Daisuke Wakamiya and pointed out the car window, "Quickly take a photo! That's Kiryu's sister!"

Kiryu and Ma's younger sister, Chiyoko Kiryu, rode a handsome young man's bicycle to the school gate of Kitagard's High School.

Chiyoko jumped out of the car, said a few words to the boy, and ran through the school gate with a small bag that might be a bento box.

The teacher at Bei Ge's High School, who was guarding the door, also greeted Chiyoko, apparently knowing she was coming.

"This boy is a boy who lives in a dojo! Did you just take a picture?"

"I took it, but it's useless. I used the lens to look carefully. The girls kept their distance very well. Not only did you not get the feeling you wanted, but it made people feel like they were brothers and sisters. Share the taste of family.”

Hanafang Takashi was speechless.

If Daisuke Miya couldn't get a peach-colored feeling, it would be too pure.

You must know that your partner is so skilled that he can make a scene where an ordinary colleague happens to have a conversation while making coffee in a coffee room, making it look like an adult who is cheating.

Hanafang Takashi was able to squeeze out the former chief reporter, thanks to the excellent performance of his partner.

Yes, real paparazzi don't just use those skills on celebrities.

"Maybe we can take the route of praising the beauty and purity of youth?" Daisuke Wakamiya suggested, "We basically don't publish this kind of thing. Maybe readers will find it very novel if we come here once in a while?"

"Don't be silly, that's what our readers want to see..." Hanaba Takashi suddenly stopped, because he saw the male student who had just brought Chiyoko Kiryu here, and returned after a while.

He instinctively had a bad premonition.

As expected, the boy stopped beside their car and knocked on the window.

Hanafang Takashi mobilized the expression on his face and calmly rolled down the window: "What's the matter?"

"You guys just now, did you secretly photograph my sister? Stealing is illegal."

"We are reporters," Hanafura Takashi showed his ID for the weekly magazine Bunchun, and his login ID for the Japan Journalists Association, "We guarantee that these photos will not be used in commercial situations. We have the right to choose the appropriate photos for news Picture..."

"But my sister is under fifteen years old, and it is illegal to post her picture on any news medium. Likewise, her name cannot appear in news reports."

The boy who looks like a bad boy said seriously.

Takashi Hanafura and Daisuke Wakamiya looked at each other.

"Under fifteen years old, okay." Daisuke Wakamiya sighed.

"Please destroy the negatives." The teenager continued to say in a serious tone, "If you have any legal questions, you can call Gumei Law Firm."

Daisuke Wakamiya glanced at Takashi Fang, who made an impatient gesture.

So Wakamiya Daisuke took out the camera's film and gave it to the boy.

As soon as the teenager held the small cylinder for holding the film, he broke the cylinder in half, and the negative was exposed to the setting sun in an instant.

"Thank you for your cooperation." The boy said, gathering the destroyed negatives into a lump, throwing them into the trash can next to them, and then riding a bicycle away.

Kafang Takashi looked at the young man's disappearing figure: "What the hell?"

Daisuke Wakamiya: "I thought I was going to be beaten up. I didn't. Isn't Kiryu's apprentice a martial artist?"

"You actually moved out the Gumei law firm... Be careful when you go in to take pictures later, don't take pictures of Kiryu's sister." Hanafang Takashi urged.

"I sometimes wonder if we're more nasty, or those legal jackals are more nasty."

"Don't think about these things, hurry up and prepare, we have a big event tonight." Takashi Hanafang patted his partner's shoulder and urged.

At this time, the loudspeaker of the district office in the distance began to play Dvorak's "From the New World".

The voice sounds very distant, as if it will disappear at any moment.

After all, as Sumitomo's old city renovation project started, more and more district office speakers were turned off.

It is estimated that the Gurney District will soon be unable to hear the music that urges the children to go home and reminds that the time of the devil is coming.

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Kiryu and Ma stretched out in front of the setting sun in front of the window of their classroom: "It's Dvorak, every time I hear this song, I get chills."

In Japanese urban legends and horror stories, many of them use Dvorak's "From the New World" as a means of setting off the horror atmosphere.

I don't know why she nodded and said: "Yeah, I also think this song is sometimes very cautious. Obviously I don't think so when I listen to the symphony version, the re-arranged version played by the district official. It's hell."

At this time, the chairman said: "This song is composed like this, just to remind the listeners that the time of mortals is over, and the time of ghosts and ghosts has come, let everyone go home quickly."

"But for today's Tokyo, it's clear that nightlife hasn't even started at this time. Tokyo is a city that never sleeps like New York." Mikako said, "Wouldn't it be wrong to play such a song from the underworld?"

"So many places in Tokyo are now closed. It should be said that there is no way to release it." The chairman shrugged.

"Then what should I do if I encounter a monster?" Mikako asked suspiciously.

"You can sing this song." The chairman cleared his throat and began to sing:

Pass りゃんせ通りゃんせ

It's OK, it's OK

ここはどこの小道じゃ

Where is the trail

Tenjin 様の小道じゃ

This is the path of the gods

ちょっと通して下しゃんせ

Gently pass to the opposite side

Mikako: "Isn't this a nursery rhyme?"

"There are many nursery rhymes, which were originally taught to children to escape danger." The chairman of the committee said in a popular science tone, "So many times when strange things happen, I just hum the nursery rhyme while shaking my head. If you don't go back, just go straight."

"That's fine too?" Mikako was shocked, "You feel like you're going to be fooled by ghosts when you say that."

"I also read it from the psychic magazine, it may not be effective."

"It's not necessarily effective!" Mikako dutifully played the role of Tucao.

He Ma's attention was on the song sung by the chairman just now. The lyrics of this song, the Chinese empty ears sounded too much like "Take off your sandals and take off your sandals", which made him want to laugh.

It has been more than half a year since I traveled with Ma, and it stands to reason that I have become accustomed to thinking in Japanese, but at this time, I will still run out of Chinese empty ears.

Explain that some old habits brought over from a previous life are not so easy to change.

He is now in emergencies and still occasionally speaks his native language from his previous life.

Fortunately, no one would notice this detail in an emergency.

At this time, Nanjo and Chiyoko, who went to the toilet, came back together.

"Brother, I'm here, and I brought a late night snack!"

Because Chiyoko was a little worried at home alone, Kazuma went to the school and easily let the school allow Chiyoko to come over and spend the night together.

As for Ah Mao, Kazuma is not very worried. After all, his life is tough, and even if he is targeted, Kazuma can save him in time.

He and Ma Yinyin felt that if he was an apprentice for another two years, he might have to dismantle himself.

"Come on, brother, the supper I brought is rice balls, you can take them and eat them while you work."

A boy in the class shouted, "Do we have a share too?"

"There are some! After all, the material fee is out of your class fee, and everyone has a share!" Chiyoko said with a smile.

He Ma: "I didn't hear about the class fee?"

"Think about who manages the class fees." Mikako reminded him.

He Ma glanced at the chairman: "You...is this considered corruption?"

"I've done the billing, and I specially asked Chiyoko to keep the receipt when purchasing. This is a completely legal expense."

Nanojo: "Although it's a completely legal expense, the beneficiary is his affiliated company. It is precisely because of this kind of thing that my father tried desperately to marry me to the second son of the congressman."

When she said this, a classmate who came to pick up the rice **** that Chiyoko distributed, her eyes widened when she heard this, and her face was full of "Fuck you are talking about something too high-end".

"Nanjo!" Tagani entered the classroom, "Your clothes are ready!"

Although Nanjo said that he could use his own kimono as his clothes for performing martial arts, he was rejected by Tagani, who was in charge of the big props in the drama club, and three other female students from the craft club.

Supposedly it's about their dignity or something.

Anyway, as long as the exposure is not high, it doesn't matter to the horse.

The key point is that the exposure should not be too high.

It's best to pack it tightly.

Nanjo stood up: "Okay, I'm going to go to the home economics class?"

"Yes, there is an area for girls to try clothes over there. Many people are trying clothes. The three of them will accompany you there."

"Nanjo-san, we made the best costume that won't shame your beauty!" said one of the female students of the craft club excitedly.

They were very excited when they took Nanjo's measurements a few days ago, and Kazuma passed by them and could hear them discussing "perfect body", "more models than models" and so on.

Recalling the discussion between the three of the craft club, Kazuma couldn't help but look at Nanjo.

Indeed, her ballet and kendo training gave her a supermodel-like body.

Kawama suddenly had the urge to peek at Nanjo's clothes.

Then his vision was blocked by the chairman's stomach - Kazuma was sitting right now, so he just saw the stomach.

Although it's already a bit cold in the fall, Kitagard's College hasn't changed its winter clothes yet. The hem of the chairperson's summer clothes is obviously a bit short. You can see the elastic band of the sailor's pleated skirt and a little bit of skin on the stomach.

This looming little belly is more reverie than the direct exposure of the navel.

He Ma raised his head and looked past the culprit that caused the hem of the chairman's clothes to be a little short before meeting the chairman's gaze.

"You are not allowed to go~IndoMTL.com~ Take advantage of this time to recite history."

The history paper for the Eastern University entrance exam is very broad, with a lot of rote content.

Kazuma nodded and took out the handbook made by the chairman from the drawer.

This is the first book I've ever had with a horse.

The chairman sneezed, then went to his seat, picked up the wool coat and put it on himself.

While the school hasn't changed its winter clothes yet, teachers will not object to students using workarounds for weather changes.

It's a common practice for girls to wear a sweater outside like this.

As for the boys - of course the cold is dealt with by nature!

There is no school rule that you can't wear any more clothes, but if everyone has short sleeves and you're wearing a coat, just wait to be laughed at.

Mikako looked at the chairman who came back with her coat on: "I didn't expect you to be cute when you sneeze. I can't do it. When I sneeze..."

Halfway through, Mikako seemed to have a sore nose. The next moment, she sneezed out, and her nose flew far away. Fortunately, she quickly picked up the curtain next to her and blocked it.

Mikako: "Look, I sneezed like this."

"When you realize that you can't stop sneezing, you must consciously control your breath, so that you can squeeze the sneeze into a cute sneeze." The chairman explained with a smile, "Nanjo must have suffered from it too. Train accordingly. Yamato Nadeko can't be so rude to sneeze."

Mikako sighed: "Being Yamato Nadeko is so hard, Kazuma give me tissues."

Kawama took several tissues from the tissue box in front of him and stuffed them into Mikako.

At this time, the last ray of sunset light outside the window also disappeared, and night finally came.

But the school feels more restless.