I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 71: Do you think it’s fake?

Then there was a group of people drinking and chatting, and another two hours passed.

Around 12:30, Kazuma came out of the bath. In fact, he still had a little anticipation. He opened his bedroom with anticipation and saw that the mat was empty.

"Are the girls who have agreed to be in demand?" He Ma muttered and entered the room. At this time, he still had a little bit of expectation: this might be Honami joking, but she was actually hiding in the closet.

He Ma opened all the cabinets in the room, and then unfortunately found out that Honami is a future politician, not a future comic actor, and she will not waste her sense of humor in such a place.

He stood in front of the open wardrobe and spent three minutes thinking about whether to get in by himself, giving a surprise to Honami who came to attack at night later.

Finally, he decided to close the cabinet door.

Mainly it's too hot right now for that little bit of fun.

What's more, there is a high probability that Honami won't come and agree with Ma.

Then he heard light footsteps behind him.

Sounds like Honami, unless Tamamo uses some spell to simulate Honami's footsteps.

When Tamamo walks, it may be because she is accustomed to the pace of the court, so the center of gravity is more backward, and the basic center of gravity is stable, you can hear it by listening to the footsteps.

Although Honami has strict tutoring, it is still worse than the thousand-year-old fox's tutoring, so her center of gravity keeps shaking when she walks.

Of course, Honami's center of gravity is not unstable compared to the half-bucket of water in Nichinan cuisine who only participated in the manner training provided by the modeling agency.

As soon as I turned around with Ma, I saw Honami entering the room.

"What are you doing?" Honami looked at the various cabinets opened in the room with a surprised expression, "I can't find anything? Are you still looking for a bug?"

He Ma scratched his head: "No, I came out of the shower and found you were not in the room, I thought you were playing hide-and-seek with me."

Honami blinked, then pointed to the open drawer next to Kazuma: "What do you mean by asking me to open the drawer? Can I hide in?"

He Ma: "If you haven't tried it, how do you know you can't get in. You just need to fatten up and down a bit. The fat part can be squeezed. If you can't plug it in, it will go in."

Honami smiled and said, "Then how do I let go of my legs? Where are my hands?"

Open the drawer next to it with Mara: "Put it here."

"This is too curious, isn't it? Did you become a policeman and became crazy after seeing too many corpses? How about I hire a psychiatrist for you?" Honami asked as seriously as possible.

Kawama: "Uh, I actually opened the drawer, just in case I see the entrance to the time machine, people have to have dreams."

After all, I have traveled through my own travels, and it is not particularly strange to encounter a robot cat again.

Honami came over and patted Kazuma's back: "It's over if you talk about it, and you're so curious, it's all up to you to have nightmares tonight!"

"It's okay, you're going to have a nightmare, just hold me tight." He Ma laughed.

"Are you sure? It's so hot, and there's no air conditioning. You're not afraid of waking up at night? I heard Chiyoko say that you don't like to sweat too much after taking a shower."

He nodded with Ma, thinking to himself that you Japanese people have a weird habit of sweating after taking a bath.

Kazuma has always felt that the Japanese pursuit of sweating after taking a bath is fascinating.

After taking a shower, your body is smooth, smooth and fresh, but is it not sticky when you sweat? Isn't it uncomfortable?

It's been five years since I traveled to Japan, and Kazuma still doesn't understand this problem.

Kawama: "I really don't like to sweat after taking a shower. I feel sticky and uncomfortable."

"Your idea is very close to that of Europeans and Americans, but it doesn't quite match the Japanese habits." Bonami paused, then laughed and joked, "Then we won't do anything tonight, it's sticky and uncomfortable. Isn't it?"

He Ma spread both hands: "I have no opinion, it is you who need it tonight, not me."

After all, Honami was still talking about women needing Barabara before taking a shower.

Honami stood there, her hands crossed on her stomach, her arms just right to highlight the areas that should be highlighted, and she just looked at Kazuma.

He Ma directly turned on the shaking fan, lay down on the mat, and put on a comfortable posture, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Honami smiled, she walked up to Kazuma, lay down beside Kazuma, and looked up at the ceiling.

For a moment there was only the hum of the fan running in the room.

Of course, with Kazuma's hearing, Honami's breathing and heartbeat can be easily heard.

Kawama: "Your heartbeat betrayed you, Senator Nanjo."

"You heard it wrong, Kiryu Police Department supplement. Sometimes the human brain uses some illusions to deceive the five senses in order to take care of self-esteem." Honami said softly.

At the same time as Kazuma said this, Kazuma heard that Honami's breathing became significantly lower. This guy adjusted his breathing in order to calm his heartbeat.

"Miss Nanjo, if you don't panic, why are you adjusting your breathing?"

"Of course, to avoid any misunderstanding by someone whose self-confidence exploded." Honami replied softly.

The corners of the horse's mouth rose slightly.

On weekdays, it's not that he didn't think too much about Honami's chest muscles, but now that everything is close at hand and within reach, he is not in a hurry.

Silence fell between the two of them again, and it stayed for several minutes at once, and finally Honami couldn't hold back and asked, "Are you asleep?"

"No." Kazuma replied immediately.

"You're back so fast, it looks like you're quite sober. I can't stand it anymore. I drank a bit too much tonight, and I'm probably going to have a hangover tomorrow."

He Ma: "Let Yuzao prepare you a hangover tea tomorrow, it's super effective. Before, Sister Gan died quickly after drinking it. The next day I woke up and rolled on the ground in pain. After drinking that tea, I'll be fine soon. "

"So amazing?"

"It's so magical. But according to Tamamo, it may not be magical any time soon."

Mystery is fading, with all kinds of traditional medicine being wiped out. In this world, maybe one hundred years ago, eating Baigupi Pills could really cure edema, but in Lu Xun's time, it was not so easy.

Honami said: "Sometimes I really feel that the mystery should not be all gone, just leave a little bit."

"Tell this to Tamamo, and she'll pick up a naginata and fight with you. People expect her to become a human after the mystery is over, and then slowly grow old."

"Okay, I want to try it out. It's a little boring to practice against you all the time." Honami said enthusiastically, "I'll ask Tamamo tomorrow to see if she can give me some advice."

He Ma: "Go, I support you. Let me tell you, she is very strong. Last time I fought with him, although it turned into a cross talk in the end, but I could feel it at the beginning. The pressure she exudes."

"Even if you can feel the pressure, she also understands the integration of mind and skills?" Bonami asked curiously.

"No, she is a monster and cannot master this human skill."

"Eh? Ah, that's why she feels that she has not fully become a human now." Honami actually linked this matter with the reason why Tamamo was not a high-ranking lady in the palace.

After that, the two chatted a few more words about Tamamo's "long-cherished wish", and then Honami turned the conversation coldly: "Hey, Kazuma, do you know that plump girls actually hate Barr?"

And the horse: "Why hate Baal? Because he looks like a fly?"

Honami froze for a moment: "What kind of fly? Wait, is there a demon named Baal in Christian mythology? Is it Beelzebub who looks like a fly?"

He Ma: "Bal is also a fly, probably a blood relative of Beelzebub."

"Not Hell Demon Baal," Bonami waved her hand, "I mean"

"The Yugoslav city of Bar? What did this Yugoslav city do wrong?"

Honami stretched out her hand and slapped Hema's chest with a palm: "It's not a city! You know what I mean! Yugoslav city, how do you know this city?"

He Ma laughed: "I like Yugoslav films, you know."

"Yes, I know you will ask the University of Tokyo's film studies to help you find a bridge and Walter to defend Sarajevo, but I have seen these movies, and there is no city called Bar in it."

"I expanded it a bit after watching the movie"

Actually, when I was in the cultural origin of Baidu Baer in my previous life, I discovered that there was a city called Baer.

"The students of Dongda University are really amazing. After watching the movie and reading more, you can know the city that I may never know in my life." Honami patted Kazuma's chest again, but the meaning of this one is the same as the one just now. completely different.

Looking at the ceiling, she suddenly remembered what she wanted to say at first, and hurriedly slammed the horse's chest for the third time: "Hey! That's not what I said! You know what I mean!"

"You mean the top of the two-piece," Kazuma replied in as academically as possible.

"Yes! Busty girls, I hate these, because it's really uncomfortable."

"I know." Kazuma shrugged, the clothes on his shoulders rubbing against the mat, "There is a Chiyoko in my family. When this guy was in junior high school, he would wear it at home in summer just like now. The Qingliu is almost the same, and it gave me a lot of tests."

Honami smiled and said, "What the hell, so you can bear it so much, is it still Xiaoqian's fault?"

"There is a certain connection." He Ma can only say that.

I can't just say "It doesn't affect my memory of the righteous master who has passed through from the universe next door. I'm just like watching fire from the other side"?

Bao Nai Mei paused and hit Hema again: "I was led astray by you again! I said so much, just want to tell you, I am now"

"I know."

"What do you know?"

"I know what you're going to tell me." Kazuma turned his head when he replied, looking at Honami who was sleeping beside him.

Honami was wearing a men's shirt and she didn't know if it was Chiyoko's trick or Honami's own idea.

Critical The size of this shirt is too subtle.

Hand out the horse.

Honami joked: "It's not easy."

"You want to talk about cross talk or what, you choose one." Kazuma withdrew his hand.

"Don't talk, don't talk, don't talk about cross talk!" Honami said quickly, and then took the initiative to reach out and pull Kazuma's hand back.

After a while, she suddenly said: "It's strange, I'm not in a hurry now. I think it's good for us to chat like this now, and it seems good to fall asleep naturally when we're sleepy."

He Ma: "It's pretty good. Sleeping is more comfortable now than sleeping."

Honami laughed.

Laughing and smiling.

He and Ma exerted force on their hands and asked at the same time, "What's the matter? You fell asleep?"

"Well, I fell asleep." Honami responded with a coquettish tone.

He Ma: "Then why are you grabbing my hand when I'm sleeping too?"

Honami just laughed and didn't answer.

He Ma had no choice but to give up the plan to withdraw his hand.

He likes to sleep on his side, and it's not that he can't sleep on his back, but it's a bit unsteady.

Now I can't get my hands back, and Kazuma can only lie down.

Fortunately, the alcohol is coming up, and it is really late at night, so the sleepiness begins to become more and more intense

However, Honami asked again, "Are you asleep?"

"Almost." He Ma responded.

Honami: "I remember that you like to sleep on your side, you can't sleep without pulling your hand back?"

Kawama: "It's alright. At most I'm dreaming about taking the night shift Shinkansen and dozing off in the hard seat car."

Honami: "That won't work, this dream sounds uncomfortable. You'd better pull your hand back."

Honami let go of the hand that had been holding Kazuma's wrist.

And Ma: "You're okay?"

"Of course it doesn't matter, I don't have the habit of being touched by Oupai to sleep."

Kawama opened his eyes and glanced at Honami.

Under the lights in the room, you can clearly see the loneliness on Honami's face.

Kawama recalled what Honami said when we just drank: "Women also have needs."

What am I doing?

Move with the horse.

The next day, Kazuma heard someone entering the house in his sleep, and he stretched out his hand and pulled out his love gun from under the pillow. When he opened his eyes, the muzzle was aimed in the direction of the noise.

Chiyoko gave the French military salute with both hands and shouted: "I surrender! I'm not like you, I can't dodge bullets, bro! Calm down!"

He Ma was also half awake at this time, turned off the gun safety and yawned: "What are you doing? I haven't enjoyed my sister's morning wake-up service for many years, why are you free today?"

"I just came to see ~IndoMTL.com~ Do you want to cook red bean rice this morning." Chiyoko looked back and forth at the two people who were far apart on the same mat, "Uh, I don't understand, should this be true? Should I cook red bean rice?"

And Ma: "Cook. We are so far apart because of the heat."

Chiyoko was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "That's right, hahaha, because of the hot hahaha, how come you and Tamamo can't be separated so far?"

He Ma: "Tamazao is cheating. She will cast a spell on herself. The surrounding air is very cool, you know, so I hold her as an ice pack."

Chiyoko's eyes widened: "Is there such a thing? This is too foul! But it doesn't matter, after our house is repaired, we can install the air conditioner.

"I'm thinking about whether to use the whole heating and cooling system, but I also turn on the air conditioner in winter. We can't afford the electricity bill. After all, it only takes two months in summer and four months in winter, sometimes five months."

There are some years in Japan where it snows in November, and when the cherry blossoms begin to bloom in March of the following year, the weather is terribly cold in the morning and evening.

The kotatsu in Kazuma's house is usually put away in late March.

Chiyoko waved her hand: "Stop talking, I'll go soak red beans, brother, go back to sleep."

He Ma glanced at the alarm clock, yawned and lay down again, inserting the safety pistol back under the pillow.

Then he turned his head to look at Honami, Chiyoko's cacophony did not wake the sleeping beauty at all.

At this time, Kazuma suddenly noticed that Honami's eye circles were actually very heavy, and they were probably usually covered by makeup.

As for last night, I drank a lot with the horse last night, so I didn't pay much attention.

It seems that the election has broken her heart.

He Ma reached out and stroked Honami's hair gently: "Thank you for your hard work."