The next few days were normal for Kiryu and Ma, with little changed except that the rain began to increase as the rainy season began.

He Ma has lived by the southern sea all his life and has long been accustomed to the drizzle.

There is a kind of weather in the south, which is commonly known locally as Huinanten, which is much wetter and more rainy than the rainy season in Japan.

Therefore, the rainy season for Wama is really a literal "sprinkling of water".

Kazuma just reviewed step by step, practiced swords, and went home to teach some basic kendo skills of Shigeru Ikeda, who had finished working part-time and came to practice swords, and the time passed so smoothly.

The only thing that worries Kazuma a little is that Nanjo-san seems to be a little worried.

But Kazuma is not sure. He used to behave like a real swordsman, playing heart skills and swords, which was to cheat on the entries.

When Nanjo didn't explode other entries, Kazuma was blind, and it could only be seen that she was really a little worried.

Like Ma and many straight men, he is the least good at guessing girls' hearts, and it is basically impossible for him to guess without reading the entries and cheating.

So he ran to ask his sister.

Chiyoko nodded: "Well, I also feel that my senior sister has something on my mind, but ...... I have the impression that it should be her one these days, so I'm not sure.

"Brother, you may not know, there are always a few days a month when girls have violent mood swings."

"I know." He Ma said, "I took my health and physical education class seriously. ”

"Oh, disgusting." Chiyoko teased.

Ignoring his sister's teasing, Kazuma leaned back against the wall of the dojo, changed his comfortable position, and continued to wonder while watching Shigeru Ikeda practice the basic kendo style: Is this really the reason?

**

Wednesday night.

Honami Nanjo returned home, changed into a kimono and was about to go to greet his grandfather, when he was told by the maid that Hiroshi Nanjo had gone out for entertainment.

Honami Nanjo instinctively felt a little uneasy.

"Where's Grandpa Suzuki?" She asked.

Today, Honami Nanjo was picked up and dropped off to school by another driver at home.

"Butler Suzuki also accompanied the old gentleman to the banquet."

The maid's answer made Nanjo Honami's heart chuckle.

She knew that her grandfather would only take Mr. Suzuki with him when he was attending a very important banquet.

After all, Mr. Suzuki, as the housekeeper of the family, is usually very busy with work, and he is also responsible for picking up and dropping off Honami Nanjo, so generally speaking, he has little time to accompany him to participate in the party.

Honami Nanjo recalls what happened a few days ago when she met her father on the way to her grandfather's.

At that time, the expression of his father Masahito Nanjo ......

Nanjo said to the servant, "Go ahead," and then stopped looking at the servant, turned to the door, and leaned on the door frame with one hand, looking out at the somewhat wasteful Japanese garden.

The continuous clattering sound of adding water reflects the silence of the night.

But Nanjo's heart was a mess.

Although she knew that the day of the blind date would inevitably come as she entered the third year of high school, she thought that it should be after the school trip in the fall.

The school trip is a node, and for the students in the third year of high school, the end of the school trip and cultural festival means the final end of high school life.

It's time to turn a new page in life, whether it's going to school or going out to social work, it's something that you don't really start thinking about until then.

Before cultural festivals and school trips in the fall, students should enjoy the "last summer of high school" – the default "process".

Honami Nanjo thought that her father would follow this default process.

She thought she had at least one summer left to be free to do.

Honami Nanjo stepped out of her Japanese-style room and stood at the very edge of the edge between the courtyard and the room, holding the wooden beam that supported the eaves with one hand.

She stretched out her free hand and felt the drizzle falling.

As far as the eye can see, hydrangeas in full bloom can still be seen in the dark night.

A drizzle drifted into the eaves with the wind and fell on Honami Nanjo's face.

The wind gently blows the kimono's furisode.

In the wind, you can smell the faint scent of white plum - since Kiryu and Ma said they liked this fragrance, Nanjo Honami has not changed to another fragrance.

She suddenly remembered the conversation she had at Kiryu and Ma's dojo that day.

She remembers saying to Ma: "The fragrance of white plums in the rain is the most moving." ”

Thinking of what Kazuma said at that time, Honami Nanjo laughed to herself.

At this moment, in this courtyard, her smile is the most beautiful flower.

Facing the rainy night and the blooming hydrangeas, Honami Nanjo once again recited Dickinson's famous poem "Please Allow Me to Be Your Summer":

Allow me to be your summer,

When the summer time is gone!

Allow me to be your music,

When the nightingale and the golden warbler converge their singing!

Allow me to bloom for you, and I will walk through the graveyard,

Spread my flowers everywhere!

Please Pick Me -- Anemone -- --

Your flowers - will bloom for you forever!

After reciting it affectionately, Honami Nanjo made up her mind.

Only this summer, only this summer cannot be destroyed.

Old man Suzuki asked Honami Nanjo to be patient and cooperate with his father on the surface.

So whether it's a blind date next, or eating and drinking tea with a blind date, Nanjo Honami will try to be as patient as possible.

But if, if his father, Masahito Nanjo, did something that would ruin this summer, Honami Nanjo was determined to defend this precious, final summer.

Nanjo Honami's hand holding the column gradually clenched, and the joints turned slightly white.

The fragrance of white plum blossoms is more and more intoxicating under the moisture of the drizzle.

If Hiroshi Nanjo saw this, he would definitely feel that his granddaughter had grown into a real "daughter of the samurai".

**

Matsuya, a famous kaiseki restaurant in Tokyo, is thriving today as usual.

Of course, just looking at the passenger flow at the door, you may not be able to see it.

This high-end restaurant does not have many customers every day, and it is often reserved in advance.

It is also impossible for this kind of restaurant to serve too many customers at the same time, after all, according to their service specifications, each customer is served by a total of four to five people, from the "little surname" who serves the meal to the full-time food servant.

Each private room must have a geisha who plays and sings, and there may be a comedian depending on the customer's preference.

Even if such a store only serves a few dozen customers, hundreds of people have to go around.

This determines that it cannot be "in the market".

Of course, the consumption level of such a store is ridiculously high, but none of the customers who come to Matsuya will care about money.

At this moment, Hiromasa Nanjo is sitting in Matsuya's north-facing "Takema", laughing and clinking glasses with Senator Asakura.

"Brother Asakura, when you see you today, you hate to see each other late." After Hiroshi Nanjo drank it all, he patted the councillor on the shoulder and said.

"Wherever, I have heard of Mr. Nanjo's entrepreneurial legend for a long time, and I want to have a drink with Mr. Nanjo, and today I finally got my wish." Councilor Asakura seems to have no frame at all, treats Nanjo Hiroshi as a big brother, and gives his second son Yasujun Asakura a look after speaking.

Asakura Yasumi immediately stepped forward and gave Nanjo Hiromitsu, taking the opportunity to flatter: "The legend of Grandpa Nanjo has benefited me a lot." ”

Nanjo smiled and glanced at Yasumi Asakura, but there was no smile in his eyes.

He suddenly asked: "Kang Chunjun, do you really not plan to inherit your father's business and enter the political arena in the future?" ”

Yasumi Asakura immediately replied: "I have many shortcomings in politics compared to my eldest brother, but I am very good at working with numbers, so I plan to obtain an actuary certificate and become an international actuary in the future." ”

Masahito Nanjo immediately said, "Oh, this is really a big goal, the number of international actuaries in Japan is still very scarce, and as our Japanese companies expand their territory around the world, the demand for actuaries will increase day by day." ”

Nanjo Hiroshi shook his head and said, "I'm old, and I don't understand new terms." What actuary, what the hell is this? ”

Japan is a strange country that likes to transliterate when translating a foreign language, and then it has to use katakana to indicate that it is a foreign language.

For example, computer, which is translated as "computer" in China, is directly transliterated as Kang Piaotel in Japan.

The term international actuary is also directly transliterated in Japan, and it is normal for the old man to not understand it.

So Asakura Yasujun explained diligently.

Nanjo Hiroshi smiled, "Oh, I see, it's an accountant." Hahaha, it would have been nice to say that it was accounting. ”

Asakura Yasumi's face froze suddenly, but he immediately squeezed out a smile: "Hahaha, it is indeed a distant relative of the accountant, and Grandpa Nanjo summed it up accurately." ”

Nanjo Hiroshi stared at Asakura Yasumi for a few seconds before he smiled: "Hahaha, just kidding." Kang Chunjun, young and promising, young and promising. ”

Masahito Nanjo breathed a sigh of relief, and then exchanged glances with Councilor Asakura.

Then Senator Asakura spoke: "Mr. Nanjo, I heard that your granddaughter is not yet engaged, so I don't know ......."

Nanjo nodded: "Yes, my granddaughter is indeed not engaged." If the Asakura brother wants to propose, he can choose a good day to come to the door. However, whether it can be done depends on whether my granddaughter likes it or not. ”

Masahito Nanjo: "Oh, it can definitely be done." Kang Chunjun is a talent, handsome and handsome, like a movie star, and the little girl will secretly agree when she meets. ”

Yasumi Asakura: "You're overrated. I still have a lot of shortcomings, and I'm a little worried that I won't be able to get into Miss Nanjo's eyes. ”

"Impossible, hahaha, Kang Chunjun is just too modest." Masahito Nanjo blossomed.

Senator Asakura also looked happy.

And Hiroshi Nanjo seems to be the same, after all, he just picked a son-in-law for his granddaughter who looks good.

Only Nanjo Hiroshi's confidant old housekeeper sat behind Nanjo Hiroshi and was worried.

Of course, no one here cares about the face of an old butler, even if it is a henchman of Hiroshi Nanjo.

Councilor Asakura clapped his hands and said, "Then, Inuko and I will prepare gifts this Friday and come to visit!" ”

Nanjo nodded: "Okay, I will definitely entertain His Excellency Councillor." ”

Hiroshi Nanjo, who has always called Senator Asakura his elder brother, used an honorific title this time.