I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 53: The new characters are characterized by long names

That night, Kazuma had planned to stay in a business hotel, but when he arrived, he found out that it was a very good hotel.

No, that's more than a good category.

He Ma caught the Huacheng senior who still maintained some consciousness: "This hotel is also very good, isn't it? It's much more advanced than my high school!"

Huacheng senior pressed Hema's shoulder with his hand: "We are the Kendo Department of Tokyo University. Think about where our OBs are now. Even if they are just graduated seniors, they will become directly after a few months of practice. How is the management of the company?"

——It seems to be the case.

"So..." He Ma went straight to the conclusion, "We have a lot of money for our activities, right?"

"That's a lot. Especially this time, when the OBs heard that there was 'that Kiryu' in the department, they immediately gave generously."

As a veteran Crusader Kings 2 player, Kazuma thinks of the Pope as soon as he listens to his generosity - in the game, you can ask the Pope to exchange piety and favorability for money, so that everyone has the feeling that the Pope is equivalent to a cash machine impression.

Senior Huacheng continued: "Our minister also boasted to the seniors for a round, saying that if Kiryu is here, we will definitely be able to take the Jade Dragon Flag this year, so the sponsorship of the seniors is even more generous, and they all want their Kendo club to be able to. Take the Jade Dragon Flag. Especially the seniors who work in the Metropolitan Police Department."

——That's for sure, the police have always valued the level of kendo. The kendo department in college took the Jade Dragon Flag, and the graduates of the police system of Dongda will probably follow.

"It sounds like Toda-senpai sold me for a good price?" Kazuma summed up another meaning.

Senior Huacheng gave him a thumbs up.

"You have to live comfortably in this room, or you will lose money," he said.

He Ma scratched his head: "Why don't you live in the house? Can you still live at a loss?"

"If I were you, I would go first and look through all the cabinets to see if there was anything I could take out and use, and then I would use it all at once!" Toda-senpai suddenly regained the sovereignty of his body and raised his head seriously. 's suggestion, "Brush your toothbrush three times tonight, and be sure to use up all the toothpaste!"

"That's too much. It will give the hotel a negative impression of the students of Dongda University." Kazuma refused.

"No way!" Toda-senpai shouted, "We are Dongda University students, understand, Dongda! As long as we don't break the law, we are allowed to do anything. They will definitely say..."

Kazuma was still waiting for Senior Toda to express his opinions, but the senior fell asleep on the shoulders of Senior Huacheng.

Senior Huacheng waved his hand: "Don't care what he said, just do what you think."

Nodding with the horse.

"Of course. First, I'm going to take a bath. Is there a bathhouse in this place?"

"Are you joking?" Huacheng senior shook his head. "In Japan, you can find a hotel without a bathhouse. Let me see? Even if you learn from an American motel, you should have a bathhouse."

"Okay, then I'll take a dip in the bathhouse."

"There is a mixed bath here." Huacheng senior said mysteriously.

He Ma raised his eyebrows.

The senior continued: "However, the only people I see in the mixed bath are the aunt and the old woman."

"Why are you so clear?"

"Because I've been there." Huacheng senior looked like he recalled the sad past, "and the aunts who will go to the mixed bath are basically the type who will stare at you, not shy at all. I'm rather embarrassed."

He Ma imagined the scene and dismissed the idea of ​​going to the mixed bath.

"I'd better go to the men's soup."

"Maybe there will be a good-looking girl in the mixed bath tonight?" Huacheng senior changed his tone again.

"No, I'm tired of seeing a good-looking girl." He Ma Yi said sternly.

Senior Huacheng stared at Hema for a few seconds, patted his shoulder, and without saying anything, he helped Senior Toda, who was about to fall, and went to the room.

The other seniors also entered their rooms long ago. Everyone drank less, and it was estimated that they had just poured into the chairs in the room to sober up—maybe they might have just fallen asleep.

He and Ma entered his room, and found that there was a remote control on the left wall of the room.

Originally, he thought it was the remote control of the air conditioner, but when he picked it up, he found out that it was an electric curtain.

After pressing the control button of the remote control, the curtains swiped and opened, and the lights of Hakata Port were in the window.

It is indeed a hotel that OBs can afford after their generous donations. In this era when telegraphs are still used instead of long-distance calls, there are actually electric curtains.

He Ma remembered that in his last life, he had never seen a remote control before he bought an air conditioner. TVs were all knob-type, and it was necessary to twist the **** to change the channel.

When he was a child, he liked the clear sound of the **** the most. He played with it all day long. Later, he accidentally broke the **** and was beaten.

Now he takes the remote control, goes to the window, sits on the reclining chair, and looks at the lights of the harbor area outside the window.

Suddenly, He Ma felt that some adventure should happen at such a time.

However, after listening for a long time, there was no strange sound.

When I opened the window, I could only feel the ordinary night wind, with a little salty smell coming from the sea.

He and Ma sat facing the darkness for a quarter of an hour, then got bored and stood up, took out the yukata and other toiletries provided by the store from the cabinet, and put on a change of underwear, and put it in the basin. He went out and ran to the bathroom.

In the bathroom of this hotel, there are three curtains, male and female are written on the left and right, the middle one has no words, it is probably a mixed bath.

He Ma thought it was fine. In other hotels, there was actually a curtain wall between the men's soup and the women's soup, and the top was connected, so you could hear the girls making noises.

Now I can't even hear the sound, I can only hear the movements of the creatures who don't know their gender in the mixed bath.

However, now I don't have a sister with Ma, so it doesn't make any difference.

However, Kazuma's hearing has been strengthened, so maybe it can still have some sound benefits. It seems that it will be not bad after getting out of the bath and becoming an ASMR.

He Ma hummed a song, entered the bathroom, put the clothes on the clothes rack, took the corresponding number plate and hung it on his wrist, and went straight to the pool.

There were already a few people taking a bath in the bathhouse. Seeing Hema coming in, everyone's attention was drawn to Hema's scar.

Several stab wounds on Hema's body were particularly obvious, but the wounds left by bullets on his stomach were not conspicuous.

This terrifying scar, coupled with Kazuma's sinewy flesh, immediately caused the people in the bath to have a natural misunderstanding.

An old man stood up first and said loudly, "I've washed it! Oops, I'm a little dizzy!"

He Ma looked at the old man's skin that had not been soaked and discolored. It was obvious that the blood vessels in the epidermis had not opened up not long after getting out of the bath.

"Old man, are you sure you have soaked?" he asked in surprise.

The old man nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Okay, okay, okay..."

Just as He Ma was about to say something, another pair of brothers in the bath who looked alike also stood up.

Kazuma: "Have you already soaked?"

"Yeah, we're done." The two brothers looked young and strong, so they were not as flustered as the old man, and replied calmly.

The other people in the pool also stood up at this time and walked out one by one, and soon the entire pool was empty.

He Ma touched the scar on his body.

The last time he stayed in a hotel with a bathhouse, he had a private room with Sonny and was with the girls, so the deterrent effect of the tendon and the scar was not reflected.

The last time he stayed in a hotel with a bath like this, he didn't have so many injuries on his body.

It was in Osaka, Kazuma went straight back to Tokyo after coming out of the hospital, and didn't go to the hotel again.

Now He Ma looks down at the pile of scars on his body...

This looks kind of scary.

Especially the one left by Qingliu. Now Kazuma looks at this scar and suspects that he can save his life simply because the rain and rain are not long enough.

Qing Liuliu, you are so ruthless, and Ma Xiang, when you become a national singer in the future, I will definitely use you to make money fiercely and get the money back!

**

Tokyo, Kiryu Dojo.

Qing Liu was writing a small Chinese essay with a depressed face when she suddenly sneezed violently.

After a few sneezes, Qingliu deliberately didn't **** the snot out of her nose and raised her right hand: "I have a cold, I'm sick, I want to rest!"

"It's just a few sneezes! What's your instinct!" Chiyoko took out a handkerchief, wiped Qingliu's snot with her own hands, and took the book in front of her.

"Come on, let me see how your writing is going."

Qing Liu's face was gloomy.

Chiyoko carefully read the small composition and sighed: "I asked you to write about the cherry blossom trees in the yard, not to ask you to count the branches of the cherry trees."

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"Then how else can I write, it's just a tree." Qingliu protested, "If you plant another tree, then I can write, there are two trees in my yard, one is The cherry tree, the other one is still a cherry tree!"

Amao, who was writing quickly, suddenly raised his head: "Lu Xun? Are you also reading?"

Chiyoko waved her hand: "It's a coincidence, it's a coincidence."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at the notebook in her hand, and suddenly had an idea, so she handed the notebook to Ah Mao: "Look at Qing Liu's small composition, what is it!"

Amao took the book and glanced at it.

"It's a shame you can count how many branches there are. When did you count them?" Ah Mao said in surprise.

"When I was climbing a tree with monkeys," Qingliu said.

"It's amazing," Ah Mao said.

Qingliu glanced at Chiyoko and said, "It's good to see Amo! I'm very good!"

Chiyoko Apricot's eyes widened, staring at Amo.

Then A Mao continued: "Because I also changed jobs badly, I understand your current state very well. It was difficult to write a small composition at the beginning. I specifically asked the master for advice, and the master gave me some tips. A tip..."

Chiyoko: "When did you ask my brother for advice?"

"As usual...he is my master! I don't need your approval to ask him for advice, right?"

"Huh?"

Chiyoko was stunned.

Amao explained to Qingliu: "When a small composition doesn't know how to start, ask yourself five questions: when, where, what, what causes and results, and what is the impact."

Qingliu: "The title is the cherry blossom tree."

"The same, you can think about when you first saw this cherry tree."

"...I came here to play when I was confused halfway through that day."

"Yes, then write this. Then the location is the backyard. What does this yard look like?"

Qingliu glanced outside: "It's tattered?"

"Yes! Yes. A desolate yard. So what happened?"

"Have a banquet!" Qingliu paused, "Miss Ganzhong and Big Toda were drinking together, Tamamo played shamisen! I also played the guitar and sang songs!"

Amao clapped his hands: "Very good! It's great! What do you think after this incident is over?"

Qingliu tilted her head: "I... very happy, I want to do it again."

Ah Mao: "Stop! This is changed to I want to see this cherry tree again, because when I see it, I will think of a banquet, so a small composition that can get a good score is completed!"

Qingliu opened her mouth into an O shape: "Is this all it takes?"

"Yes!"

"Amo, you are good at teaching, even better than Chiyoko! Come and teach me!"

Chiyoko frowned immediately.

Qingliu slashed at her and stuck out her tongue: "It's better for Chiyoko to teach me, don't disturb Amo, you are studying for the exam."

Ah Mao nodded: "Yes, indeed. The content of the junior high school is too different from the content of the East University entrance examination. Teaching you can't play the role of reviewing for yourself, it's just a waste of time."

"Then what, Amo," Chiyoko looked at him, "Qingliu should be much stronger than you. Saying that to her, there's nothing I can do if she wants to hit you when she's upset."

Amao: "Why did she hit me? I didn't mess with her?"

Chiyoko was at a loss for words, and then looked at Qingliu, she had already begun to write hard.

Chiyoko sighed and was about to give up when she noticed what was written on Qingliu's book.

"Wait a minute! Qingliu, you can't just use hiragana to write a small composition!"

"Eh~ can't you? Then I'll change to katakana..."

"That will make people think you are writing a small composition in English!"

In Japan, writing in pure pseudonyms is roughly equivalent to writing in Chinese only in pinyin.

Kiryu Dojo, even if the team is temporarily absent, it is very lively.

**

On Kiryu's side, he just sat in the bathtub after observing the pile of scars on his body.

As a southerner, He Ma used to have no habit of taking baths at all, but after traveling to Japan for more than a year, this habit has been cultivated.

Speaking of which, Northeasterners also like to take baths. I had a roommate from the Northeast when I was in college. When I came to the South for the first time, the whole freshman year complained that there was no place to take a bath and no place to take a bath.

Later, this buddy couldn't bear it anymore and went to the bathing center, only to find out that in this place, the Southern Bathing Center, taking a bath is not a big deal.

Hema saw the shock from the culture shock on the face of the northeastern buddy that day~IndoMTL.com~ and this shock was obviously stronger than the southern cockroach brought this buddy.

I was soaking in the water with my horse, humming a little song, and suddenly I heard someone entering the empty bathhouse.

"At this time, there is no one in the men's soup?" The person who came in exclaimed.

He Ma turned his head and said domineeringly: "Why, I'm not human?"

Turning his head to end, He Ma's gaze rested on the top of the newcomer's head.

Shinto no-mind flow level 21

The pure martial arts level is irrelevant to horses. If the gap is less than 10, he is confident that he will win.

The key is that this person has a unique entry:

Otakumaru

The description is: The secret treasure of Suzuka Mountain exists.

This non-human description and the horse are used to it.

While looking at each other with Ma, the other side is also looking at him. Although his body is basically submerged in water, the scars on his shoulders and chest are still clearly visible.

"The scars on this body," "Otake Maru" said, "Are you the 'that Kiryu'?"

Kazuma: "Exactly."

The other party grinned and laughed: "Hahahaha, I heard that you joined the Kendo Club of Tokyo University, I knew that I had to come to the Jade Dragon Banner this time! I was the winner of the Jade Dragon Banner last year, dare to fight the king. , Keijiro Noo, Gosho, Kendo Club, Japan Sports University!"

Kazuma: "The name is so long!"