I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 44: Awesome

For a while, the whole banquet fell silent.

The servants were too frightened to speak. Asakura Yasun was even sobered up. He glanced up and threw himself back on the table to pretend to be unconscious.

Senator Asakura was rather calm, took out his handkerchief and started wiping the drink on his body.

It can only be said that the old fried dough sticks are the old fried dough sticks, and it is different from seeing the big scenes.

While wiping down the drink, Senator Asakura glanced at Nanjo Hiro.

At this time, Nanjo Masahiro simply forgot the majesty of the head of the family, and directly blamed his father for the situation, and turned to look at Nanjo Hiro.

The old man Nanjoo laughed: "Yes, it's exactly the same as your grandma."

Senator Asakura stood up and left.

Nanjo Hiroshi said casually, "Miss Asakura, please stop."

Having said that, Nanjo Hiroshi stood up, waited for a second, and let his old confidant Suzuki step forward to support him, and then he walked to Senator Asakura step by step, and then he knelt down with difficulty, pressing his hands with his head Knees and said solemnly: "I'm sorry that this happened, I will hold a banquet in Matsuya next Monday to apologize to you."

Senator Asakura hurriedly knelt down in front of Nanjo Hiroshi: "You are serious, it is my son who is useless, and you offend Miss first. Kang Chun!"

Senator Asakura shouted angrily, Yasun Asakura, who had just planned to run away with his father, obediently went to Senator Asakura and knelt down.

Senator Asakura slapped his son's face with a slap, which looked heavier than the slap that Honami had just slapped.

Now, Asakura Yasun's face is swollen like a bear on both sides.

He beat his son first, and it was Nanjo Hiroshi's turn.

The old man glanced at Honami Nanjo, who was aggrieved, and shook his head: "In order to keep Senator Asakura, I didn't finish my sentence. Your present attitude looks like your grandma, but it's a pity that you are not as smart as your grandma. Why don't you just get married? Come here!"

Nanjo Hiroshi suddenly raised the volume and shouted violently, causing even Honami, who was in high spirits at this time, to tremble.

Butler Suzuki stepped forward and squeezed the blade of the ritual sword in Honami Nanjo's hand with the index and middle fingers of his right hand: "Be obedient."

Honami tried hard to get the sword back, but found that she couldn't draw the sword at all, as if the blade had been welded to Suzuki's butler's hand.

So, Honami could only let go of the sword, but she bit her lip and refused to go over: "I'm not wrong!"

"Stupid is wrong." Nanjo Hiro glared at Honami, "Come here!"

The second voice was even more powerful than the previous one, and Honami walked over involuntarily and knelt beside her grandfather.

Nanjo Hiro looked at Senator Asakura again: "Girl's house, it's not good if your face is broken, please forgive me."

Senator Asakura took a deep breath: "Well, I don't want my daughter-in-law to be beaten."

He read the accent on the word daughter-in-law.

When Nanjo Honami heard this, her tears flowed uncontrollably, dripping onto the tatami.

Asakura Yasun was overjoyed, grinned, then closed his mouth decisively because his face was swollen and the pain caused by muscle twitching.

"Then, see you on Monday. I'll say goodbye first." Senator Asakura bowed to Hiro Nanjo and added, "Sure enough, Mr. Nanjo is a contemporary hero."

"You are overrated." Nanjo Hiroshi said calmly, then winked at his son.

Nanjo Masahiro immediately stepped forward: "Mr. Senator, I will **** you to the door."

"Excuse me."

The congressman was polite, and then he led his second son and left the venue with Masahiro Nanjo.

Yasun Asakura kept looking back at Nanjo without concealing his thoughts.

The servants of the Nanjo family were about to come in to clear the dishes, but were stopped by the gesture of the Suzuki housekeeper.

The eldest grandson of the Nanjo family, Nanjo Honami's elder brother, Nanjo Mori, also pulled his wife away decisively.

In the huge venue, only Hiro Nanjo, Butler Suzuki, and the crying Honami were left.

"Don't cry." Nanjo Hiro took out a handkerchief, "Since you have the awareness to do this kind of thing, you should have the awareness to bear the consequences of it."

"I have!" Nanjo Honami gritted her teeth and raised her face to look at her grandfather, "But..."

"Then wipe away your tears, accept all this, and bear the consequences! You almost set up a mortal enemy for the Nanjo family in the political world! And you obviously have a better way to deal with it!

"I scold you today, not because you hit that bastard, nor because you drew a knife, but because you are stupid!"

Nanjo Honami pursed her lips and wiped her tears with her hands, trying to stop her crying, but she couldn't control it.

Nanjo Hiro stood up and strode to the door of the venue facing the courtyard. His legs were so nimble that he didn't look like he needed someone to help him.

"Suzuki, from today onwards, Honami is not allowed to leave this house! For the school, you go tomorrow...Tomorrow is Saturday, that Monday, go through the withdrawal procedures!"

"Grandpa!" Bonami exclaimed, "You can't do this!"

"I'm Hiroshi Nanjo! Of course I can! Do you think I'll give you a chance to go out and run away with a wild man? You dare to draw a knife in that situation, what else can you dare to do! SP! !”

Immediately, the head of the security guard (SP) of the Nanjo House appears like a ninja.

"Master, you ordered."

"Keep an eye on her! Weld the iron bars on her window, now, immediately! The door is on duty 24 hours a day! Also, tasks related to the guarding of the lady's room are now regarded as independent tasks and are not owned by Suzuki's housekeeper. Jurisdiction, report directly to me!"

"Yes!"

Just as the person in charge turned to leave, Nanjo Hiro stopped him: "Wait a minute! You need ten more karate masters from the headquarters of your security company, preferably the one ranked in the top 100 nationwide. Kind of ~IndoMTL.com~ hourly shift caretaker Homura."

"Yes!"

The person in charge of security quietly stepped back, obviously in a suit and leather shoes, but he acted like a ninja.

Nanjo Hiroshi turned to face his granddaughter.

Nanjo Honami is now desperate, only those eyes are still alive, staring at her grandfather.

"Isn't this very good," Nanjo Hiroshi said, "That's how it is, even in the face of this situation, don't despair. Seeing your eyes, I'm relieved, Honami.

"Go to Asakura's house and take control of their house. Now you can do it. You just need to use your brain more, not your sword."

Nanjo Honami retorted: "If I haven't even read university, why would I use my brain to seize the Asakura family?"

"I didn't go to university either. But the two universities called society and life have benefited me a lot! Take her down!" Nanjo Hiroshi shouted.

Immediately, two maids entered the room, dragged Honami from left to right and left.

Honami didn't resist, but looked at Nanjo Hiroshi with unyielding eyes until the end.

When only himself and his confidant Suzuki were left in the room, Nanjo Hiro said: "She didn't even look at you until the end. Is this acting, or is she really not placing her hopes on you at all? I I'm getting old and can't see clearly."

"I think it should be the latter." Butler Suzuki said solemnly.

"Hmph, I won't ask you to tell which wild boy brought her such a big change. Speaking of which, I would also like to thank this wild boy. Suzuki, I have always trusted you, this time Also, do you see what I mean?"

Butler Suzuki bowed to Hiro Nanjo: "Understood, of course I understand. I will live up to my mission."