Before Kazuma entered the classroom, he was worried about whether he would be counted out by the head teacher - yes, there are also class teachers in Japan, and the binding with students is stricter than in China.

Unexpectedly, when the head teacher saw Kazuma and Fujii appear at the door of the classroom, he smiled and said, "You two are done." ”

Kazuma: "Report to the teacher, it's over." ”

"Don't be so loud, I'm not a sports teacher." The head teacher shook the Chinese textbook in his hand, "Go back to your seat." ”

Kazuma and Fujii hurried through the classroom and returned to their respective seats.

Japanese schools are highly hierarchical, and there are pyramid-like interpersonal relationships in the class, and Fujii also participates in the sports department club because of his good looks and lively personality, which belongs to the top of the pyramid.

Kiryu and Ma themselves, as sports club students, are also located at the top of the pyramid, but they are not the center of their small group.

Kazuma has no problem with this, it will not be excluded and will not be obtrusive, it is very good and comfortable.

But if you become a boyfriend and girlfriend with Fujii, you'll probably become the center of the small group completely.

- Damn, why am I thinking about this, now is not the time to enjoy school life.

Kazuma remembered the "Sunny Day Doll" he saw when he went out in the morning.

It's just a chicken hanging today.,Tomorrow maybe those yakuza will make Chiyoko into a sunny day doll.。

- Sure enough, I still have to find a way to convince Chiyoko to sell the dojo.

Kazuma thought as he opened the book and posed as if he was listening attentively.

**

In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon.

Japanese schools start late in the morning and leave early in the afternoon, a tradition that began before the introduction of liberal education.

Students have a lot of time to spend in club activities.

In the afternoon, the kendo club mainly selected the main members to participate in the regional preliminaries.

Katsuji Ward is a ward under the Tokyo Metropolitan Government, so there is no such thing as a prefectural assembly – because there is no prefecture, the schools in Katsubiji Ward will participate in the precinct selection for the Tokyo Metropolitan Government.

And the horse was careful not to use the protrusion again, so as not to attract more attention.

However, purely relying on his new foundation, it is easy to become a regular team member, and there is no pressure.

After the afternoon's training, and the horse was maintaining the bamboo knife, Fujii rubbed over: "Why didn't you use that stab just now?" ”

"I suddenly lost my memory and forgot about that trick."

He Ma muttered inwardly: I have made a mistake in order to soak you in the morning, and I don't want to attract more attention in the afternoon.

He looked at Fujii with a look of something to say, and hurriedly changed the topic: "Don't you maintain the bamboo knife?" ”

A bamboo knife is not simply a broken bamboo, and some problems may occur if it is not maintained regularly. Because of this, many Chinese kendo halls in later generations switched to sponge swords, which do not need to be maintained, save trouble, and are far inferior to bamboo knives when they hit people, and there is no requirement for armor for training.

"I've been maintaining it since noon." Fujii patted her bamboo knife that had been put into the bag, "I'm going to change my clothes, don't leave yet, wait for me to come along." ”

After saying that, she jumped and left.

Hema is still strange, this girl actually gave up trying to teach her protrusion herself?

He put the cleaned and polished bamboo pieces together, and then installed the blade, middle knot, and first leather in turn, and then installed the tendon strings used to straighten the bamboo knife.

Wama put the maintained bamboo knife into the bag, then stood up and bowed to Daimon Gorou: "Teacher has worked hard, goodbye, teacher." ”

"Well, don't hang around, just go home!" Goro Daimon admonished.

"Got it."

Kazuma picked up the bamboo knife, went back to the social office to change clothes, and was chased by Fujii who trotted over as soon as he arrived at the school gate.

"Let's go to the coarse dim sum shop!"

Mikako Fujii stretched as she spoke, and the top of the winter sailor suit was lifted high by a certain part.

Going to a nearby coarse confectionery shop after school for a bite to eat and chat with seems to be the daily routine of Mikako Fujii and Kazuma Kiryu.

Kazuma is actually quite strange, Fujii seems to have a pretty good relationship with the original owner, but she hasn't found out that the soul is different in the original owner's skin so far.

Could it be that the original owner's personality is very similar to that of a horse?

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that his own savings were about to bottom out, and there was a pole approaching step by step, he would have wanted to eulogize his youth.

I have a younger sister at home, both parents have died, and a pretty big house - although most of the area is a gym for practice.

There's Fujii Mikako at school.,A great girl who is a buddy or a girlfriend.。

Of course, there are also a number of male friends, and the one and the horse take the initiative to pass by.

Isn't that the perfect romantic comedy configuration?

In fact, there is still hope for continuing romantic comedies, as long as you persuade Chiyoko to sell the dojo and use the historical knowledge in your head to invest in future industries, you can enjoy the school life like a romantic comedy without worries.

Kazuma was thinking about how to convince Chiyoko, and Fujii patted him on the shoulder: "You are talking!" ”

"Ah, what's wrong?" Kazuma was shocked, Fujii had been chattering before, and he didn't listen at all.

"I'm talking about your stab! I thought about it when I went back, it should be like this on the back foot, and then like this......"

Mikako Fujii wore a sailor suit and took a kendo stance on the side of the road, demonstrating Fujii the decomposition action she had in mind.

Kazuma: "Almost, all that's left is to practice and make yourself as skilled as possible." ”

"Your tone sounds like you've practiced a lot?" Fujii Mikako looked at Kazuma with a dissatisfied expression, "You have been fishing in the club all the time." ”

"Yes, but my family runs a dojo, so I can practice at home."

As soon as Fujii was about to say something about Kazuma, he heard a terrible howl from ahead: "Don't! Stop! ”

The two of them turned their heads together to see that the sound was coming from the coarse dim sum shop they were going to.

The aunt who runs a coarse dim sum shop knelt on the ground, hugged the thighs of the young man dressed in extreme clothes, and cried loudly.

"Go away!" The young man tried to kick the aunt away, but he didn't, so he angrily picked up the wooden stick in his hand.

The aunt screamed and let go of her hand, covering her beaten head.

At the same time, two other fierce young men dressed in extreme clothes smashed the glass jars of coarse dim sum placed in front of the dim sum shop with baseball bats.

The sound of glass shattering was incessant, mixed with the cries of the aunt at the dim sum shop.

"You old immortal, honestly take the money and move away, nothing happens!" The young man who beat people still had a tone of teaching, "It's because you don't move out, and the brothers still have to work!" Usually at this time, we are all playing Pa Qingge! ”

Hema understands that this is a forced relocation again.

The 80s was a decade of great development in Tokyo, and Tokyo, as the largest and oldest city in Japan, was full of old neighborhoods, and there was great resistance to demolition and reconstruction.

This has given the Extreme Dao organization a great opportunity for development.

Katsubichi Ward is one of the oldest neighborhoods in Tokyo's 23 wards, and as far as the eye can see, it is full of old wooden houses with one or two floors.

It is only natural that this area has become the hardest hit area for real estate development.

The coarse dim sum shop is probably also in the development zone, but I don't know if it is Sumitomo Construction that wants to buy the store.

The aunt cried: "This is the store left by my mother, and it is an important memory......

"Who the cares about you!" The young rascal stomped on the aunt's face and kicked her to the ground.

At this time, Kazuma noticed the sign pinned to the lapel of the rogue's suit, which was not the same group as the one who hung the dead chicken in front of his house in the morning.

While observing these with the horse, Mikako Fujii jumped out with a bamboo knife.

"Hey! What do you do with the elderly? ”

And horses: the groove!

Several hooligans turned their heads to look at Fujii Mikako, and the expressions on their faces immediately changed.

The hooligan leader who stepped on the aunt's face whistled: "Wow, look, who is coming out here!" I thought it was a slag town! ”

The town-kaisan are the autonomous organizations of the private neighborhoods in Japan, and most of the neighborhoods have them, and in this day and age, they are either defeated by the Gokudo organization and exist in name only, or they have transformed into Gokudo themselves.

Another hooligan looked at Fujii Mikako with obscene eyes, and said, "This young lady, has you seen too much of Lupin III, and wants to learn from that Fujiko to be a heroine?" ”

The hooligan leader slammed the man's head with a baseball bat: "Eight Ga Ya Lu! Why the hell did you show me the anime! I've lost my face! ”

Then he turned to Fujii Mikako again and put on a reasonable expression: "Little sister, this is your fault, we are doing business." This coarse dim sum shop, in the face of the high price offered by Sumitomo Construction, was not satisfied, and greedily sat on the ground and started the price......"

The aunt at the coarse dim sum shop shouted, "I didn't!" I just don't want to sell ......"

"Shut up!"

The hooligan leader waved the big stick in his hand and smashed it down on the aunt's head.

"Hands!" Fujii Mikako shouted, and at the same time quickly drew her sword, and the bamboo knife hit the hand of the gangster leader accurately, causing his baseball bat to fly out of his hand.

The hooligan leader let out a scream like killing a pig, and glared at Mikako viciously: "Damn! This woman is crazy! Give it to me! Sold to Kabukicho to let her understand the cruelty of society! ”

Seeing this, the other hooligans rushed up with a strange scream.

And the horse sighed.

He's going to sell the dojo, so he doesn't want to take the initiative to find trouble with the Extreme Dao.

However, the emblems of this group of hooligans are different from those in the morning, they should be a different group, and it is probably nothing to beat them up.

Probably.

He Ma drew his bamboo knife, put on a good stance, aimed at the hooligans who rushed up, and exerted his strength.

The next moment, the "first leather" on the head of the bamboo knife hit the eye socket of the hooligan he was targeting.

One of the major effects of "first leather" is to reduce the lethality of the bamboo knife when it stabs and avoid injury, which is a practice prop after all.

However, this thrust with the horse mobilized the muscles of the whole body and formed a joint force.

Although there is a precursor, the force is so great that the bamboo knife is like a hammer wrapped in a leather sheath, and it smashes hard on the hooligan's eye socket.

He screamed and fell backwards, his entire eye socket blackened.

This time he will not be able to become a combat force for a while.

Fujii Mikako also hit a rogue in the head with her upper slash at this time, and she looked at Kazuma's side and shouted, "Ness! ”

Kazuma: "Fujii, back!" ”

However, it was too late for Kama to shout, and the hooligan smashed a bat into the back of Mikako's head, knocking her unconscious.

Kazuma protrudes his teeth again, pokes the left eye of the rogue who knocked Mikako unconscious into a panda eye, and then supports Mikako's body as she is about to fall to the ground.

Mikako's eyes were blank, and she didn't look like she was going to wake up at all.

"Tut-tut," the hooligan leader picked up the bat that had just been knocked out by Mikako, and looked at Kazuma with bad intentions, "What's going on today?" The little ghosts with bamboo knives jumped out one by one, and they were not acting in a big river drama. ”

The other two hooligans who could still stand up surrounded each other, one left and one right, and the person on the left still had a thick mark on Mikako's face with a bamboo knife.

There were five hooligans in total, and two of them fell to the ground, both of whom were the results of the battle with horses.

Mikako's sword should have been able to knock one down, but she may have subconsciously kept her hand.

Now, he is three against the horse, and he is still holding the unconscious Mikako in his arms.

- Tsk, trouble.

Cold sweat ran down Kazuma's cheeks.