After lunch, Kazuma put up Chiyoko's cleaned knife holder.

The Kiryu family's dojo was built according to traditional specifications, with a place reserved for display knives and nails hanging scrolls on the walls.

Put the knife holder with the horse, swing the knife up, and then take a few steps back to see the effect.

Sure enough, the wall behind the knife was empty, and it felt like something was missing.

Mikako: "I don't understand the complicated rules, but ...... Is this something missing? ”

Nanjo: "There is a lack of hanging scrolls, and there should be hanging scrolls on the back of the knife that show the owner's ambitions or hobbies." ”

and Ma Meng clapped his hands: "Hobby, yes, hobby!" ”

He strode out of the dojo and hung the three inexplicable girls in place.

A moment later, Wama came in with a poster of the now popular idol Seiko Matsu.

This Song Shengzi, although there is a word different from the name of a Japanese national female idol in his life, but at a glance he knows that this is probably the "deity" of this time and space.

It's normal to have slight differences between time and space.

He Ma hung the poster of Song Seiko on the wall behind the knife holder, took two steps back to look at his results, and nodded: "Well, not bad! ”

He went back to ask for the girls' opinions, only to find that the girls were looking at him with freak expressions.

Chiyoko: "Brother, are you serious?" ”

"Seriously, if you want to hang something that highlights the ambition of the owner of the sword, I want to marry Matsu Seiko, isn't that ambitious?"

Chiyoko looked helpless, she glanced at Nanjo and Mikako, and found that Mikako was already fiddling with her sideburns, obviously thinking about whether to perm the curls of the same style as Matsuko Seiko.

Nanjo-san was indifferent, and just looked at Kazuma with a smile: "Seiko-san is very cute, and the song is also very good, I will secretly listen to her song." ”

"Eavesdropping?" And the horse keenly grasps the key words.

"Well, my dad...... My father said it was a beautiful sound. ”

"And what do you usually listen to?" Mikako asked suspiciously.

"Bach." Nanjo-san said lightly.

Mikako sat directly on the floor of the dojo, lay back, and posed in a large shape: "Ah, don't do it!" Can't play this game anymore! I surrender, run over me, the wheels of history! ”

Chiyoko: "I think the current Fujii-sani is also cute. Right, dude? ”

Kazuma didn't understand why Chiyoko would come out to help Mikako at this time, but as soon as he saw Chiyoko's expression, he understood.

Chiyoko had the word "tuition" written all over her face.

"Well, yes, the elegant white plum fragrance is great, but the neighbor's sunflowers also have a different flavor. Well. And Ma said.

Nanjo-san kept a calm smile.

Kazuma decided to divert the topic - it would be bad to talk about it again, and he had already started to play the famous melody "Sailing to the Other Side of Sorrow" in his head - also known as Ito Makoto's execution song.

"Nanjo-san listens to Bach, so are you learning piano or something?"

"Well, I play the piano."

And Ma thought to himself, okay, you can come and buff me in the future.

He asked a little greedily, "Then, do you play the shamisen?" ”

I remember that Soichiro Uesugi had a buff on his head listening to the shamisen.

"Well, my father said it was a skill that only geisha could learn, so he didn't let me learn it."

And the horse scratches his head, the props needed for the piano are too bulky, and if you want to add a BUFF, you have to find the piano first, if you want to have a shamisen, it's much simpler, you fight by yourself in the front, and Nanjo follows to play the shamisen there, which is very convenient.

Kazuma thought back to the BUFF he saw on Soichiro Uesugi that day, and asked, "Nanjo-san, do you know how to have a tea ceremony?" ”

Nanjo shook his head: "Yes, but I think my level is still far from 'hui'." ”

"That's right." And the horse staggered.

It looks like this buff isn't going to make it up.

The key is that I don't know how strong I need to be to add a BUFF to someone, whether to play a random person who knows the piano or shamisen to play the BUFF, or whether I need to have the strength of a celebrity or above.

And Ma always feels that it takes a strong person to do it, and it is impossible to play a random person who can play the piano to get a BUFF.

So it's too early to make up the BUFF, the time is not ripe, first take the university exam, enter the Metropolitan Police Department and become a professional group, rich and powerful, and then it's not too late to slowly make up for these.

Kazuma plans to put all this down first and start the afternoon practice - the tuition fees of the two sisters seem to have been decided, so they have to teach others something.

He turned around and was about to say that he was in the posture of a normal man, when the doorbell rang again in the direction of the entrance.

- What the hell, why are so many people here today?

And horses have crossed to the present, usually their house has no guests at all, and today this is the fourth wave of guests.

He Ma once again picked up the wooden knife and prepared to swagger to the entrance to answer the door.

Unexpectedly, the guests had already run into the courtyard and appeared under the cherry blossom trees.

Kazuma frowned and looked at the few uninvited guests who broke in and were obviously delinquent teenagers.

Chiyoko saw this situation, silently picked up the knife in front of the poster of Matsu Seiko, ran behind Kazuma, and was ready to hand the knife to her brother at any time.

A few bad people saw Chiyoko coming over with a knife, and they all showed fear on their faces.

The leader shouted, "Wait a minute! We're not here to make trouble! ”

As he spoke, he knelt on the ground, took out a thick brown paper envelope and raised it to his head: "Please accept us as apprentices, master craftsman!" ”

He Ma said "oh" and understood, although he was not impressed, but he could be inferred by logic that these bad guys should have been at the scene "that night", and directly witnessed the heroic appearance of the Hema group.

He Ma thought before that he could develop students from the bad things that night, but he didn't expect this group of people to come to the door by themselves.

He wanted to laugh, but he had to be serious.

Now there are girls watching behind him, this apprentice can't accept it so easily, he has to be a little forced.

After all, in this world, if there is a sense of ritual and force, it will become stronger. If you do something that is forced, maybe there will be a buff.

Kazuma thought about what to do to force the situation, and stepped forward to take the brown paper envelope.

When I opened it, I saw a large pile of banknotes of various denominations.

Kazuma understood in an instant.

Eighty percent of the money was extorted by these unscrupulous students in the school.

Originally, He Ma was thinking about how to accept these little brothers to be forced, but now he directly dispelled this idea.

He threw the vellum envelope on the ground: "Bastard! Do you think I will take this kind of extortion? Look at how you don't look like you! If you come and go to my dojo often, I don't need to have a reputation! Get lost! ”

"Master!"

"Who the is your master?" And the horse stepped forward and kicked the bad face in front of him, "Get out of here with a roundness!" Don't force me to draw a knife! ”

Chiyoko hurriedly ran up: "Brother, knife." ”

She pushed the knife away a little bit - it was easy to pull it out.

It was this gentle push away that made the knife make a crisp sound.

"Shigeru, run!" A few delinquent teenagers, who were kneeling a little farther away, rushed up, picked up the one who was kneeling in front of the horse, and ran out of the yard.

Kazuma picked up the envelopes they had missed, strode after them and threw them at them: "Take your stinky money!" Take it back and give it back to the object of your blackmail! Don't be in my sight again! Otherwise, I'll cripple you and send you to a juvenile detention center!" ”

One of them ran a few steps and then turned back to pick up the envelope he had thrown at him, and turned back to continue running.

Soon, all the bad ones were gone.

**

Shigeru Yoshida and his entourage ran away from the smoke before stopping.

Miura patted Shigeru Yoshida on the shoulder: "Shigeru, forget it, if we don't learn kendo, we are also the best in the entire Ge clan, and no one dares to mess with us." Isn't it fun to use this money to buy cigarettes and alcohol? ”

"Hmph, that man pretended to be very righteous, and he wasn't also a pervert." Asano said as he took out a comb and began to sort out the messy head of the plane, "Extreme Dao is definitely a thousand times worse than us, ten thousand times worse, and they will go to hell in the future." ”

"Do you see the girls around him?" Irie showed a thief's expression, "It's all so big, hehehe." Ah! Shigeru, why are you beating me? ”

Shigeru Yoshida didn't speak, snatched the brown paper envelope from Miura's hand, and strode forward.

"Hey, where are you going in such a hurry? Going to Bundy? The money in the envelope can be cool for a night! Miura caught up with Shigeru Yoshida and was about to take him on the shoulder, but was dodged by Shigeru Yoshida.

Miura frowned and looked at Shigeru Yoshida: "Hey, you won't, right?" ”

"I'm going to return the money to its original owner." Shigeru Yoshida said categorically.

"Isn't it? What kind of nerves do you have? If someone says a few words, do you really want the prodigal son to turn back? ”

Shigeru Yoshida didn't reply, and strode forward.

There was no confusion in his heart.

Before that night, he thought that the heroes on TV were all liars, whether it was Mito Huangmon, or whether it was a mask to fight, it was all fake.

But that night, in the dark, Shigeru Yoshida met the real hero.

HERO exists!

Although the HERO doesn't have a shapeshifter and doesn't ride a motorcycle, he, like the Kamen Rider on TV, breaks into the lair of the wicked alone and single-handedly faces the tide of evildoers.

Shigeru Yoshida clearly remembers the sword light that flashed that day and then appeared in the darkness.

The clear outline is like the white moonlight guiding the way.

From that moment on, Shigeru Yoshida's perception of the terrible world became less terrible.

Simply because he knows that HERO exists.

Shigeru Yoshida wanted to follow the white moonlight.

Shigeru Yoshida doesn't want to be a fighter for an evil organization, he wants to be a hero.