I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 48: “The Eve Festival”

Tonight, the paparazzi have arrived outside the North Gurney High School campus.

He Ma lay on the windows of his classroom and looked out, and saw that the school had a camera on the roof of the building that was suspected of being a reporter.

"Are they so busy?" Kazuma couldn't help muttering.

Nantou smiled and said, "This is their job. Generally, the top paparazzi are thinking about grabbing exclusives every day, and the rest are noisy and follow the crowd.

"My sister-in-law, do you know? She used to be a news anchorwoman, and after the scandal with my brother came out, the battle was huge. Even when I went out, I would be blocked by a bunch of paparazzi."

At this time, Nanjo was uncharacteristically three positions away from Hema, just leaning against the other edge of the same window.

Perhaps she wanted to keep her distance as much as possible so that reporters wouldn't get caught. However, this makes the picture between the two form a very clear and youthful composition.

Very Japanese school drama.

Maybe some magazines that pursue a fresh style will like this composition.

"It's really hard to become a celebrity." Kazuma sighed sincerely, "Fortunately, this week, Fang Chun focused on the school, so no one went to the dojo."

"Don't be silly, there must be some who go to the dojo, but now you have an advantage, that is, the martial arts are very famous, and the reporters probably dare not rashly enter the dojo to make trouble."

"Why, they are afraid of stepping on the ninjutsu mechanism and dying?"

Nanjo laughed again: "It's impossible, but a reporter was injured when he stepped on a ninjutsu mechanism, and his colleagues would be happy to send the picture of this unfortunate person to newspapers and magazines."

"Are you eating human blood steamed buns on the spot?" He Ma was speechless.

"Human blood buns...this is that..."

"Lu Xun." He Ma said.

"Ah yes, you really know a lot of Chinese writers and literary works."

"I think you are very good to know Lu Xun." He Ma responded.

"Because our previous family doctor graduated from Sendai Medical College."

"Isn't your family affiliated with a hospital? Do you still need a family doctor?"

"Family doctors are mainly in charge of daily health management, nutritional balance and other things. The hospital is only responsible for treating diseases and does not care about these. The old gentleman from Sendai Medical Department will tell me about Lu Xun from time to time, saying That was the first Chinese he had ever seen in his life.

" Later, when he came to Tokyo, he often helped Chinese students who had no money to treat diseases, just because he was impressed by the seniors. But soon, the students in Tokyo were almost gone, because for them, it was already a Enemy country."

He Ma looked at the night sky and replied softly, "I see."

Speaking of which, although Japan's invasion of China left deep scars, before that, Japan was also an important place for Chinese young people to find a way to revive.

Going forward a hundred years, maybe I can have the opportunity to change the fate of the two countries.

He Ma suddenly laughed at himself when he thought of this. He found himself swollen. After winning a few small battles in this second life, he began to feel that he was capable of contending with the rolling historical torrent.

But wouldn't it be romantic to reverse the direction of the tide of history on your own?

Wrestle your arms with the giant named Times, and try your luck. If you have the chance, Kazuma really wants to try it.

At this time, Nanjoo suddenly laughed: "Why do we want to talk about this? In this scene, we should say something full of youthful flavor, but it turns out to be chatting like an old man."

He Ma also laughed: "Then let's talk about something youthful? Is there any exam preparation scope for Dongda?"

"Where is the youth?"

"No, for candidates, this is youth. Why don't we start reciting the historical memorabilia from 1800 to 1899. Both Keio and Todai have to take this part of the exam, so let's ask questions alternately."

Nanjo: "Kawama, look at me."

He Ma turned his head to look at Nanjo, the girl is now leaning against the vertical side of the window, half sitting on the window sill, the classroom lights shot from her left hand, illuminating her left body, while her right body is bathed in the night with the moonlight.

Such a picture, let Hema use one word to describe it, it must be "youth".

And Ma: "I watched, then?"

"Are you really going to recite historical events with me now?" Nanjo asked.

"Otherwise?" He Ma asked rhetorically.

Nanjo pursed her lips and looked at Kazuma.

"I'll come first, the date of Napoleon's coronation?" He Ma, based on his experience in flirting with girls, judged that he should pretend to be a straight man at this time.

Yes, pretending to be a straight steel man is also a way to seduce girls.

Nanojo was about to speak when Mikako's voice came from the door: "Finally back!"

The two looked at the door together.

Mikako entered the classroom panting.

A few hours ago, she was taken back to run errands by people in her own class. It is said that the class watched her run around class B all day long to catch fish. She goes back.

"Why did you go for so long to buy the ingredients for a fried noodle stall?" He Ma asked suspiciously.

"Because I'm in charge of breaking the post." Mikako had a determined expression, her hand still clenched in front of her chest, "Let me tell you, there are a lot of reporters in ambush outside, and girls in our school uniforms will suddenly jump when they see them. Come out for an interview."

Kawama thought for a moment that Mikako would say "suddenly jump out and call Demacia".

"We were so entangled, seeing that the school gate was about to arrive, so I shouted 'I am Kiryu Kazuma's childhood sweetheart', which attracted the firepower of the reporters, and asked a few friends to accompany me to buy things and run errands. A girl escaped."

He Ma: "...Ah, this, that, it's hard work."

"I didn't say anything!" Mikako emphasized, "I'm very strict with my mouth!"

"Then how did you get back?" Nanjo asked.

"Climbing over the wall. Those reporters are not familiar with the surrounding roads. I walked over the wall and came back." Mikako put her hands on her hips. here."

Nanjo: "Actually, there are SPs from our family following you. You only need to shout for help and they will appear."

"You said it earlier!"

Mikako yells.

"By the way, will you be filmed by reporters for jumping over the wall, and then post the title "Kiryu Dojo is really teaching ninjutsu"?" He Ma joked.

"I'm not as handsome as you are. Seriously, I don't even know how you suddenly have such a unique skill. I've never seen you perform this before."

"It should be to save Chiyoko and inspire my limit." He talked with Ma Xin, but he was right.

It is an entry that only came after Chiyoko was saved.

"Then why didn't you push your limits when you rescued me? I was your only girlfriend candidate at the time, right?" Mikako shouted in dissatisfaction.

At this time, the chairman took a note board with a thick stack of paper in between, and entered the classroom with a basket in his hand. When he saw Kazuma, he sighed deeply: "As I expected, more than half of the The preparatory work has not been completed. I will work overtime tonight, I guess it will be enough."

He Ma looked at the huge colored signboard that was blocking the blackboard right in front of the classroom. The signboard was only half-made, and most of it was empty, with a pile of unused colored paper next to it.

The chairman also looked back at the board: "Don't worry about this. I'll go to the drama club in a while and bring back classmate Tagu. He is in charge of the big props in the drama club, tonight..."

The chairman took out an energy drink from the basket he was carrying.

He Ma knew that Tian Gu's classmates were more fortunate than good tonight.

"Why did Tagani-san still go to the drama club to help prepare?" Mikako asked, "The third grade has already retired from the club, and I still have Kazuma, so I don't have to get involved in the kendo club at all. Honami, a newcomer, I was asked to be a Kanban girl."

Namjo: "I refused."

At this time, Okada, who was writing and writing in a hurry, raised his head: "Tagani's favorite junior asked him to make a big prop, so he went."

"What about you?" He Ma half-opened his mouth, "What about you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Okada Anri turned to look at He Ma and the others, "Boys like girls who are sparkling and smiling, right?"

Okada Anri's words were like instant casting of a group silence technique, which completely silenced the Kiryu group.

The chairman cleared his throat to break the silence: "The rest includes the parade billboard to attract customers, the small souvenirs distributed separately, the costumes of the dragon costumes... Tsk, it's definitely not finished. Forget it, set the billboard to First things first. Okada-san, what are you writing?"

"Uh..."

"The script, has it been completely completed?" The chairman came to Okada and glanced at the things on her table, "Fiction? Want to vote for a newcomer award?"

Okada blushed.

Chairman: "Come on, I think you can do it."

She also patted Okada on the shoulder.

Then gave a stern look at the small group of girls who wanted to ridicule Okada.

He Ma found out long ago that Anri Okada may have been bullied by the girls in the class before, but now she has a relationship with the first-ranked group in the class like Kiryu and Ma, so there should be no need to worry Something more extreme happened.

The "bullying culture" in Japanese schools is really not appreciated by Kazuma.

Chinese schools also have bullying, but it's far worse than Japan's.

China is a school of violence, and I have seen people lining up to go to the toilet to slap someone in the face in my entire life.

This kind of Japanese is not really hitting you, it is cold violence.

Real violence can also rise up and fight back. After a ruthless attack, everyone is afraid, and the situation is much better. Japan's cold violence doesn't even have the means to fight back.

Kawama looked at Anri Okada's mushroom head and thought that the playwright's work would reflect her past experiences.

But Okada should be okay, after all, there is still a place for the drama club.

So I don't feel any haze on her, she is a very energetic girl.

The chairman passed by Okada's seat and came to Kazuma: "It seems to be very noisy tonight, I should have no time to supervise your studies."

"Really?" Mikako said in surprise, "I thought you would leave the chores at work and focus on Kazuma's side."

"How come, for me, both sides are important experiences.

"After all, my seventeenth year is coming to an end."

While saying this, the chairman—no, Jinguji Tamamo looked at the classmates with gentle eyes, as if he was talking about a happy thing.

Mikako: "Ah, shouldn't you be sentimental at this time?"

"Time is like a galloping horse, it's a waste to be sentimental." The chairman laughed, "So sentimentality should be left to the monsters with extremely long lives to do it. As a human being, you should spend your precious time. Invest in embracing life."

After speaking, the chairman instantly switched back to his original form, then took out an energy drink from the basket and threw it at Kazuma.

"Although I'm not here, you can't relax. Come on. After the cultural festival is over, I'll check your review status."

Nanjo stretched out his hand: "Give me a bottle too."

The chairman corked a bottle to Nanjo, and then threw a bottle to Mikako.

"Me too?" Mikako looked distressed, "I want to have a good night's sleep today, after all, tomorrow is going to be a series of rotations, and the fried noodle stall is very busy."

"If you want to open something, maybe no one comes because the taste is not good?" He Ma teased.

"Absolutely impossible! This lady is cooking noodles with her own hands. Even if a boy wants to see my fried noodles in front of the fried noodles stall, he will pay for one." Mikako said confidently.

**

This evening, even the teachers turned a blind eye to the actions of the students. The school didn't even turn on the power switch, so that all classes could turn on the lights all night to prepare.

To be honest, Kazuma likes the atmosphere.

In his last life, he liked some cultural and sports activities in the school, such as the Red May Cultural Festival.

It's a pity that there are too few such activities, and the district education bureau does not hold them if they do not meet the target - after all, the main event of the school is the examination.

And the school of the immediate life, even the rigidly stipulated activity of learning agriculture is only a formality, wandering in the fields during the day, and borrowing the large dining hall of the schooling base for self-study at night.

When I got to college, I had a similar experience with Ma.

He was very active in the university years of his life. He participated in a lot of activities at the school radio station, the college student union, the animation club, etc.

He mainly listened to his seniors, that if you participate in this kind of activities more, it is easier to have girlfriends.

But He Ma participated in a lot of club activities, and when he graduated, there were only four big men to accompany him to the last part of the road.

Women are not necessary, and current people will not understand.

With this thought in mind, Kazuma glanced at Nanjo, who was yawning while covering his mouth with his hands.

"Sleep when you are sleepy. Lack of sleep is the natural enemy of beauty," said Hema.

Nantou glanced at Mikako, who was already lying on the ground with big characters on it, and smiled: "It seems that energy drinks are not very powerful. It is better to drink coffee directly."

Speaking of which, she stood up, came to Mikako, pushed her aside, and then lay down on her side on the vacant floor, covering her cup: "Then I'll take a nap, see you later."

Kazuma watched Nanjo close his eyes before moving his gaze to the brightly lit playground.

The student union is building a stage for tomorrow's performance, and the classes that will set up stalls on campus are busy arranging their stalls.

It looks like the whole school is going to be buzzing tonight.

Some schools will hold eve festivals and dance on the playground before the cultural festival. It is estimated that it is because they know that the students will be tossing until dawn tonight. Let the students vent on the whole day, and don't really give it when the time comes. The whole school is live.

He Ma was looking at the playground to catch fish, and Mikako sat in front of him while rubbing her eyes.

He Ma couldn't help but look at Nanjo, who was already asleep: "You actually played Nanjo?"

"No~IndoMTL.com~ I just woke up. Where's the chairman?"

"Should be busy." He Ma said.

"Is she treating youkai?" Mikako said, "She likes supernatural things a lot, doesn't she? She should know about the seven wonders of our school. Nothing happens now, maybe it's a committee member. In the long darkness, all the mysterious beings are brought back."

He Ma pouted: "No way? Remember what I told you about Jizo before?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"In fact, it was raining heavily at night and I only wanted to kill the enemy, so I went the wrong way. The chairman found the correct location of the Jizo."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, and then the chairman said, 'Sure enough, all supernatural events actually have a scientific explanation', and the strange talk is just wishful thinking of people."

Mikako smiled: "Is this what a supernatural lover would say? Will it irritate a supernatural lover?"

"I think it will anger the fake 'psionicists' who brag about eating on variety shows."

I joked with Ma, but I couldn't help thinking of a documentary program I liked to watch in my previous life, called "Into Science".

That show was more of a cover-up of the world made by a supernatural burial agency like the SCP Foundation than a popular science documentary.

He Ma glanced at the night outside the window.

In this world, there are karate masters who can't break their legs even if they fall from a helicopter. Maybe...

He Ma shuddered and decided that he didn't want to go down.

Not only did he not want to go down, but he still meditated in his heart: Dawei Tianlong, World Honored Earth Store...

In this way, the morning of the cultural festival gradually came.