While Kazuma was put on the stage by an ambulance, Takashi Hanabu was on the top of the highest building near the scene.

　　 "Did you take a good picture?" He asked his partner Daisuke Wakamiya.

　　 "Take it! I took a photo of Kiryuu Kazuma standing in front of the advancing mobile team just now! Thanks to the searchlight of the helicopter, it will definitely cause a sensation!" Daisuke Wakamiya said with a smile on his face.

　　 "Okay, let's go back and rinse immediately. I want to write an earth-shattering report! Then it will be published in the weekly magazine!" Hanafang Takashi stood up and walked like flying.

　　 Wakamiya Daisuke hurriedly packed up his things and trot to catch up with his partner.

　　**

　　 Early the next morning, Kazuma opened his eyes.

　　 He stared at the ceiling for a long time, and then gradually remembered what happened last night.

　　 Then he turned his head to look aside and found that Honami Nanjo was lying on the bed, making a light snoring sound.

　　 Kazuma didn't want to wake her up, so she closed her eyes and rested.

　　 On the stretcher last night, he was going to meditate to see the gains of various battles throughout the day.

　　 Although I basically didn't use kendo skills to fight yesterday, I can get a bit of street fights anyway.

　　 And he hit a guy so fierce with a gun, logically speaking, should he increase his marksmanship?

　　 But Kazuma has never seen the level of marksmanship, even those of the Metropolitan Police Department's mobile team who should have received rigorous training with guns have no marksmanship level.

　　 Maybe only "American traditional martial arts" has marksmanship levels.

Anyway, Kazuma was looking forward to being able to have more abilities yesterday. When things came to an end in the afternoon, he patronized humming and absorbed the experience. He didn’t meditate. After the night’s things, he was ready to meditate, but the pain was relieved. Yao was extremely sleepy and fell asleep before being carried into the ambulance.

　　 Kazuma, who is full of sleep now, is in good spirits and can just meditate.

　　 Kazuma has entered the state of being familiar with the road, and as usual, read his entry first.

　　 He did not expect that there was an additional entry, and the content of the entry was completely unexpected in Kazuma.

　　 Kalashnikov’s Apostle

　　 What the hell?

　　 Kazuma hurriedly read the instructions carefully. The explanation is: I don’t know why Kalashnikov felt a sense of intimacy in you, so he grants you power.

　　 Kazuma recalls the scene of shooting a Korean on the roof.

　　 Kazuma has passed through to the present, and he killed a guy when he pulled out Murasame. Although the other people he wanted to kill died in the end, he didn't kill them.

　　 Yesterday, I used AKm to shoot a target upstairs. It was the first true killing of Kazuma.

　　 Is it because of this?

　　 Not right, if you just use AKm to kill more people, you can get this entry, then this entry is estimated to be bad in the Middle East and Afghanistan.

Kazuma carefully recalled the scene of shooting the Koreans. He remembered that he was indeed getting better and better. At first, he didn't even have the correct head and he could only rely on blasting. Later, he played shorter and more accurate calls. The difference was quite big. .

　　 probably got the entry at that time, so AKm suddenly became accurate.

But thinking about it the other way round, it may be that I have mastered the use of AKm in a short period of time, gained experience and confidence, so the entry appears. After all, the entry is a condensed embodiment of the soul, and one uses Kalashnikov for himself. For a very confident person, it seems logical to get such an entry.

　　 Kazuma thinks this explanation is quite reasonable. After all, the life-threatening situation at that time, although it was only a brief exchange of fire, was enough to give people a sense of trust and confidence in the weapon in hand.

　　Think about it carefully, my own parkour entry like Jack Chen appeared suddenly under similar circumstances.

　　 It seems that in this world, self-confidence is very important.

　　 The sighting sniper gods in this world probably also gained the entry because of the self-confidence in the long battle.

　　 In other words, the ace sniper in this world is likely to be as unreasonable as opening up.

　　 Kazuma silently noted this point. If you face the ace sniper in the future, you must deal with it carefully.

　　 However, this is Japan, not the Middle East or Afghanistan. I probably don't have much chance to face the ace sniper.

　　 Kazuma returns attention to the entry again.

The entry of Kalashnikov’s apostle seems very hungry, but when you think about it carefully, he is not an extreme person. He is a person living in a legal world. It is impossible to have an AK gun clan weapon, at most In the future, we will encounter the shootout and use it to pick up the enemy's AK.

　　Thinking about it this way, it seems that this entry is useless.

　　 Unless I, like Rambo, go to Afghanistan to help the guerrillas defeat the Soviet army.

　　 To be honest, Kazuma doesn't have a good impression on the Soviet Union or the United States. I think these two countries are still dead, and China's boss is the best ending.

　　 So even if there is a chance to go to Afghanistan, Kazuma will not go.

　　 For the same reason, Kazuma will not join gongan, not only because the predecessor of this group of people is Tecco, but also because this group of people are actually cIA dogs.

　　 If one of the world's six major intelligence agencies finds him who doesn't even know his name, and let Kazuma be a spy, Kazuma would be very happy.

　　 But this kind of thing, just think about it.

　　 After much deliberation, Kazuma determined that I took an entry that was not very useful, so I stopped paying attention to this entry and turned to confirm other things.

　　 Street fights have risen by one level, very few. It seems that gun fights do not add street fight experience.

　　 However, the actual combat has increased a lot. Kazuma now has 24 levels of actual combat. It should be because of the increase in gun battles.

　　 It seems that there should be more gun battles in the future

　　 Then the wound on my stomach hurts in Kazuma.

　　 Nima, in the past, Kazuma used a knife and slashed against people.

　　 I got it with this shot, it's dead.

　　 Fortunately, it's just a pistol, not very powerful.

　　 This requires a shot from an automatic rifle, and the intestines may flow out.

　　 Kazuma suddenly thought that Tamamo had asked himself to hypothesize appendicitis to be operated on. This time it was healed, and there was a wound on his stomach, maybe the appendix was just knocked out.

　　 Is this also in your calculations, Tamamo!

　　 The pain of the wound made Kazuma cut off the idea of ​​more gunfights in the future. Swordsman, just use the sword to cut people honestly.

　　 Kazuma confirmed another wave of grades. Karate grades did not rise, and kendo grades, of course, did not rise.

　　 It seems that the guy with the black-and-white entry on his head who fought against Kazuma has no kendo level or karate level, so he doesn't increase the experience of these two skills.

　　 Then why the **** can he beat so much?

　　 What is that thing?

　　 The heart of Kazuma is full of questions.

　　 Kazuma The maneuverability of Kazuma himself now is parkour, and he has the ability to jump off the building just to lame for a short while. He is no longer like a human being. He also knows a humanoid Gundam who can jump into a helicopter physically.

　　 So he was not too surprised by the unhuman combat power that the enemy showed.

　　 His doubts are because he doesn't know where the man's power comes from.

　　 The power of the Suzuki Butler comes from his 67-level karate, as well as the ability to brush entries at any time.

　　 Kazuma own ability comes from the entry.

　　 And that person, there is a piece of black hemp on the top of his head.

　　 To Kazuma, that guy is like an unknown creature.

　　 This is the first time Kazuma has encountered a guy who can't even recognize his own cheats.

　　 This is weird.

　　 Although Kazuma is still in a meditation state, his attention is no longer on his status bar.

　　 At this time, he heard someone come in, so he opened his eyes.

　　Honami also heard the movement, so she got up from the bedside of Kazuma and rubbed her sleepy eyes.

　　 The left half of her face was sleeping with her arm on the pillow, and the buttons on the cuffs left a clear red mark on her cheeky cheek.

　　 Kazuma saw Honami like this, and burst into laughter.

Honami obviously hadn't got his brain working yet, stared at Kazuma for a few seconds before realizing what he was smiling, and patted his chest lightly: "Don't laugh! I almost cried to death last night. "

　　 Kazuma: "What are you crying? It's just a shot, you can't die."

　　 Honami hit him again, then turned to look at the guest who had just entered the ward.

　　 is Aranaki with a cane, Honami hurriedly got up and helped him over and sat down on the stool.

　　 Kazuma: "I'll go, Aramaki-san, you are much more serious than me."

　　 "Life is good." Aramaki sighed, "Kandagawa Police Station is in ruins, and many people died. Hundreds of police families cried and dried their tears last night."

　　 talked and looked at Kazuma: "I wanted to say thank you on behalf of them, but I don’t seem to be qualified. So I can only thank you on behalf of myself. You avenged my brothers and sisters."

　　Kazuma pursed his mouth, nodded lightly, and suddenly remembered, he asked, "Is the corpse found?"

　　 "Not yet. It was too late last night. I couldn't find any salvage operators who were still working. Today, I started fishing along the waterway."

　　 Kazuma is speechless: "Don't let him run away."

　　 "What I heard is that the enemy has been shot at least three times, and there are still two stab wounds on his body. It's impossible to run away no matter how you think. Humans have limits."

　　 Kazuma frowned, and the words of Aranaki gave him a feeling of standing.

　　 He was about to talk, the door of the ward opened again, and the detective Shiratori Akira and Yoshiaki Shimakata walked in one after the other.

"Yo, great hero." Akira Shiratori grinned at Kazuma. "The police officer Kato praised you personally. The people from the Broadcasting Division will now wait for you to be able to accept interviews and let the reporters in. Up."

Kazuma: "Forgive me, I hate dealing with reporters the most. It's troublesome and no good, you tell the reporters, if you want to interview, I will pay me the notice fee at the price of the first-line Feiyou variety show, otherwise Don't talk about it."

　　 Akira Shiratori and Yoshiaki Shimakata laughed loudly.

　　 The two of them seem to be much more relaxed than Huang Juan, so they are in sharp contrast with Huang Juan, vividly showing that the sadness and joy in the world are not connected.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Yoshiaki Shima put away his smile, and solemnly said to Kazuma: "The search headquarters for the serial murder case will be cancelled. Except for Akawa Seiko , The deaths of other people will be qualitatively based on suicide.

　　 "But then, the search headquarters for the Kandagawa bombing attack will be established, and now Sakuradamon is busy arranging a new search headquarters."

　　 Shiratori shook his mouth and said, "When you were fighting on the street yesterday, you cut off the strap of the other's travel bag, and the travel bag fell on the street. We took it back.

　　 "The contents are enough to launch a medium-scale terrorist attack. The c4 explosive alone is ten kilograms."

　　 Kazuma is staggering.

　　 Ten kilograms of c4, good guy, it's so explosive.

"The new search headquarters is led by the Organized Crime and Gang Crime Investigation Division," Shiratori Akira said, scratching the back of his head. "I said so, but it is a direct rebirth from the original serial murder search headquarters. It just needs to be. Some boring paperwork."

　　 Kazuma: "You tell me this is useless, I am a wounded, do you expect me to join your work with my injuries?"

　　 Shiratori shrugged: "Of course there is no such idea, but we do want to borrow your power. Borrow your wisdom. Who do you think provided these weapons this time?"

　　 "Korean." Kazuma immediately replied, "and it's a gang with the group of people who kidnapped my sister last year."

　　 Kazuma is so sure because he confirmed that they all had 5971 entries on their heads before the gun battle with the Koreans yesterday afternoon.

　　 Shiratori shook his tongue: "Is it true that they can provide this amount of arms. After all, they have to fight with the Fushou Gang in the port area from time to time recently. In order to deal with the Fushou Gang, they will definitely stock up a large amount of arms.

　　 Kazuma: "Then just sweep the offices of Zhenquan Club one by one?"

　　 Shiratori sighed: "We have been able to do this a long time ago. But in the face of the enemy's firepower, we must dispatch a mobile team, just like yesterday, but there is a very complicated process for dispatching a mobile team.

　　 "It was an emergency yesterday. The prime minister's office could see the flames from the explosion, so the green channel was opened."

　　 This set of complicated procedures in Japan is to learn from the lessons before World War II to prevent violent agencies from leaving their control.

　　The disadvantage is that Japan's violent agencies are slow in doing everything.

Kazuma looked at Akira Shiratori, then looked at Aranaki, and then asked: "You want me to dive into the real boxing club and make an excuse for you to break in once you find that they have problems, is that right? ?"

Shiratori shook his head: "If Huang Juan didn't ask you to do something similar, we really want to ask you. But now...how do we ask a man with a hole in his stomach to do this kind of thing? You just take care of your injury. ."

　　 Kazuma nodded.

　　At this time, the door of the ward opened again, and Chiyoko was about to enter at the door. When he saw the two detectives in the room, he took his outstretched foot back: "Maybe I came at an untimely time."

　　 Shiratori Akira: "No, you came just in time."

　　Shima Fang Yoshiaki: "We are leaving now, and there are still things to be busy. The establishment of a new search headquarters requires a lot of people to set up chairs and carry documents. We have to go back quickly."

　　 I can hear that the Interpol of Yoshiaki Shimakata is quite dissatisfied with the Japanese police's urgency that they cannot do anything without setting up a search headquarters.

　　 The words fell, and the two waved goodbye to Kazuma and walked to the door.

　　 Chiyoko hurriedly gave way.

　　 Huang Juan also stood up: "I won't bother the moved family reunion anymore. Take care to appease these girls who are worried about you."

　　 After speaking, Huang Juan walked towards the door of the ward. At this time, Kazuma noticed that there was an aunt who was about the same age as Huang Juan outside the door, looking at Huang Juan with eyes full of love.

　　 Kazuma met the aunt's eyes, and the aunt immediately bowed respectfully to Kazuma.

　　 is probably to thank Kazuma for her husband's obsession.

　　 Although Kazuma always feels that the person is not dead.

At this time, Kazuma suddenly noticed that Huang Juan had left the book on the edge of the bed. He just wanted to stop Huang Juan, when he suddenly remembered that this guy is a spy. The spy likes to use this secret way to convey something that cannot be said. Information.

　　 So Kazuma picked up the book calmly and opened the small note with words written on it.

　　 The note read: What you dealt with yesterday may be a super soldier of KGB.

　　 Kazuma is staggering.

　　 KGB has the Winter Soldier, should cIA have Captain America?

　　 Kazuma was thinking about what to do with the note, but suddenly realized that the word seemed to be written with a water-based pen, so he threw the note into his mouth.

　　 Chiyoko looked at Kazuma in surprise: "Brother, what are you doing? He was shot in the stomach and started eating paper?"

　　 Kazuma said seriously to Chiyoko: "Yes, I suddenly discovered that I am actually a monster, a monster who eats stories, and a book with stories written on it. It tastes like butter cake to me."

　　 Chiyoko: "It sounds like a monster turned into a goat."

　　 Honami glanced at the book in Kazuma, and obviously guessed the origin of the book at once. After all, she has been here in Kazuma for a day, and she must know that the book was not in the ward just now.

　　 Honami smiled at Kazuma, and then changed the subject directly: "Chiyoko, are you here alone?"

　　 "No, Amao brought me here. He said he wanted to buy some fruit with his own money, so he put me down and left." Chiyoko said.

　　 Kazuma: "Really, what kind of fruit to buy, it's a waste of money. Amao should save his own money too, college tuition is expensive."

　　 "I told him the same, but he said this must be bought, even if you buy a little less." Chiyoko shrugged, then lifted the quilt of Kazuma directly, "Let me see where you got shot."

　　 Kazuma confirmed that he did wear the sick pants, and ignored Chiyoko.

　　 He didn't expect Chiyoko to reach out and poke the gauze on the wound.

　　 "Hey, it hurts!"

　　 Kazuma was so painful that I wanted to sing a divine song of washing kelp on the spot.

"I just want to make you hurt!" Chiyoko yelled, "Let you hesitate at least a little bit when you run into danger in the future! I saw breaking news on TV last night that there was an explosion, and I knew you couldn't come back tonight. !"

　　 Kazuma intends to comfort his sister, but Chiyoko did not give him a chance to speak, and continued to shout: "Why do you care about everything! I don't want you to be a hero! I just want you to be at home well..."

　　 Chiyoko howled and cried.

　　 Honami hugged her and lent her chest.

　　 So Chiyoko cried harder.

　　 Kazuma: "I'm sorry. But I can't do it. Innocent people are hurt, and the sinful are at large. I can't ignore all this."

　　 Chiyoko did not speak any more, but cried as much as possible in Honami's arms.

　　 At this time the door opened again, and Mikako rushed in: "Kazuma! Huh? Xiaoqian is crying? Isn't it? Kazuma is gone?"

　　 Kazuma picked up the alarm clock on the bedside table and slammed it towards the door.

Mei Jiazi caught the alarm clock: "What are you doing, Kazuma! This alarm clock is pretty good-looking, it’s not good to break it. Yesterday I saw the news of the explosion on TV and said to my mother, Kazuma) ) "Absolutely on the way to the scene', I didn't expect you to actually go."

　　 said Mikako gave a thumbs up to Kazuma: "Kamen Rider, YEs!"

　　 Kazuma looked at Mikako's carefree expression and said, "Don't you worry about me hanging up?"

"Hahahaha, it's impossible. Even if Kamen Rider is a second rider who is responsible for eating deflated, he won't hang up easily." Meijiazi ran over and slapped Kazuma on the belly, "You must be now It's just taking the opportunity to be lazy, in fact, you can be alive and kicking...Huh? Oh, your painful expression is so pretentious!"

　　 Kazuma: "I want a shark for you!"

　　 Kitagawa Saori who had just entered the door was stunned.

　　 She looked at Kazuma very confused: "What happened to me? I just came in and didn't do anything."

　　 Kazuma: "It's not you, it's nothing to do with you. Sorry, I shouldn't grab your catchphrase."

　　 "I don't have this kind of mantra!"

　　 Mikako: "What? Your expression recovered as soon as Beichuan came in. It really was a pretense just now."

　　 As she spoke, she patted the belly of Kazuma again.

　　 Kazuma: "I want a shark for you!"

　　 Mikako: "Isn't it? You...really injured?"

　　 "I was shot in the abdomen." Kazuma said while grinning.

　　 Mikako: "Huh? Didn't you bounce the bullet?"

　　 "I didn't have a knife at the time!"

　　 Mikako: "This... I'm sorry, or you can come and hit me."

　　 Kazuma was about to wave his hand and say that it was all right. Suddenly he noticed Kitagawa's expression and immediately warned her: "Don't come! Don't come! Don't pat my stomach!"

　　 Kitagawa Saori raised his hand and hesitated, but still did not take the picture.

　　 "You are the wounded, and the wounded enjoy preferential treatment." Said Kitagawa Sakuri.

　　 Kazuma asks: "Aren't you also a wounded? Yesterday I was thrown as a projectile."

　　 "I don't have one! I was just picked up because of my light weight."

Kazuma remembered the last Komori Yamarei who was thrown as a projectile, and sighed: “Fortunately, you are light. If you have the same figure as Komori, I am afraid that I will be smashed like Kazuma. It's broken."

　　 "What do you mean!" Kitagawa Saori furiously, "I'm still young, and I still have a chance!"

　　 The voice did not fall, Mikako put her hand on the hospital gown of Saori Kitagawa, and then sighed: "Puff, ribs."

　　 "I want a shark for you!"

　　 At this time, Jinguji Tamamoza opened the door and came in. He saw Saori Kitagawa arguing with Mikako, and frowned slightly: "This is the ward, please be quiet."

　　 Mikako immediately stopped the slapstick, and the whole person became obedient.

　　 Kitagawa Saori glanced at Tamamo Shrine Temple. Although she didn't understand why she was so deterrent to Mikako, because Tamamo made sense, she didn't continue to make noise.

　　 Kazuma looked at Tamamo, thinking about asking her about the super warrior watching KGB later.

　　 Maybe she heard some rumors when she was serving tea and water to some big people at parties.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Yuzao came to the bedside of Kazuma and took out an amulet and hung it on the hook on the bedside of Kazuma The hook used to register the patient number and medical record card is convenient for the on-duty doctor to rescue according to the information on the medical record card in case of an accident.

Seeing that everyone was looking at the amulet, Tamamo said: "This is what I asked for this morning. It is said that it can bless the patient to recover as soon as possible. It is quite spiritual. But to be spiritual, it is said that you have to climb the stairs in front of the shrine a hundred times. I started climbing at three o'clock in the morning."

　　 Kazuma: "Then...Thank you."

　　 Kazuma always feels that this amulet is actually Tamamo’s healing spell. After all, she looks at the appearance and gives people a feeling of plenty of milk.

　　 Tamamoza smiled and said to Kazuma: "Even if it heals quickly, it should be because of the placebo effect."

　　 Mikako lightly patted Tamamo’s shoulder with a knife: “Don’t use scientific knowledge to explain immediately after giving someone the amulet! Even if it would have been effective, it will be gone after you explain it, right?”

　　 Yuzao smiled and said, "I am the former Minister of the Supernatural Department. I am committed to using science to explain all supernatural and supernatural phenomena."

　　 "But you are not anymore! Hey, are you not? There is no supernatural society in Tokyo University?"

　　 "Yes, but I joined the New Weird Talk Research Group."

　　 "Isn't this the same!" Mei Jiazi complained with full firepower, like a real Kansai.

　　 Beichuan Shaxuri looked at these two and couldn't help asking: "Are you talking about Mancai?"

　　 "There's no good!" Mikako turned to Beichuan Saxuri, "You give me almost a little bit!"

　　 Japanese comics usually end with "you give me almost a little bit", which is similar to cross talk "fuck you".

　　 "This is Mancai's final remarks, right?" Beichuan Shaouri was speechless. "You really mean Mancai. If you are committed to becoming a comedian, why do you want to go to the English Department of Sophia University?"

　　 Kazuma: "She wants to be the comedian who speaks the best English in Japan."

　　 "That's how it is." Saori Kitagawa nodded.

　　 "That's not the case! You spit on him!"

　　 Kitagawa Saori: "Fujii-senpai is so interesting."

　　 "Ah, is it? Wrong!"

　　 Kazuma is about to speak and bully Mikako with Saori Kitagawa, someone is knocking on the door.

　　 didn't open the door directly and came in. It seemed that he was someone with a normal relationship with Kazuma.

　　 Kazuma: "The door is unlocked, come in."

　　 So the door opened and Fujita Jin entered the door with a girl whom Kazuma did not know. The girl was holding a bouquet, and Fujita Jin was carrying fruit in his hand.

　　 Tamasa saw the two people and immediately said, "These are the two representatives elected by the school's classmates. They came to see you in Kazuma."

　　 Fujita Jin looked at the girl in this room, and stared at the same place.

　　 Kazuma: "Ah, these are my friends and apprentices."

　　As soon as Fujita Jin was about to speak, someone behind him shouted, "Excuse me, please!"

　　 Fujita Jin went directly to the side and gave up the passage.

　　 Nichinan was wearing a school uniform and came in with a flower.

　　 "Master~" She ran to the bed of Kazuma, put the flowers in the vase, and then went directly to Kazuma, "I'm so worried..."

　　 "Wait for you! Don't tummy!" Kazuma shouted.

　　 However, Nichinan dishes have already come up.

　　 Kazuma gasped, and the pain made his teeth tremble.

　　 Honami and Chiyoko worked together to pull Nichinan Rina: "You are crazy, he has a wound on his stomach!"

　　 "Huh? That's great... No, that's terrible, I'll be better on my chest!"

　　 A murderous look appeared on Chiyoko's face.

　　 Nichinan Rika was speechless, and then stood up obediently, changed the expression that matched her student council post, and said, "It’s hard to protect Tokyo."

　　Fujita Jin was so bitter with hatred. At this time, he heard this sentence and asked in confusion: "Defend Tokyo? No, no, don't you have appendicitis?"

　　 Kazuma: "Yes, I have surgery for appendicitis."

Fujita Jin was admitted to Tohoku University anyway. He is not stupid. He glanced at the girls in the room again, and then suddenly realized: "Is it the explosion last night? There are quite a few people in our school who live on the Kanda River. I heard the explosion. It is said that there is a gunfight. You..."

　　 Kazuma thought, just now Shiratori Akira said that the publicity department of the Metropolitan Police Department will let reporters come to interview him when he recovers. There is no point in hiding.

　　 So he nodded: "Yes, I was shot while chasing the suspect."

　　 Fujita Jin suddenly showed a relieved expression: "It turned out to be like this. Girls, all have good eyes."

　　 Chiyoko: "I am his sister."

　　 "Uh... other things too?"

　　 As soon as Fujita Jin finished asking, Amo came in with the fruit.

He glanced suspiciously at Fujita Jin and the girl he didn’t know, and then walked directly to the hospital bed in Kazuma: "Master, I wanted to buy some watermelon, but watermelon is too expensive this season, I don’t have any money. Bring enough."

　　 Kazuma hurriedly said: "No, no, these are enough. You see you buy so much, and you will bring it back to eat with Chiyoko later, I guess someone will come to deliver it later."

　　 Amao didn’t answer the words, but looked at Kazuma with a look of guilt: "The disciple is not good at learning art, and he has not been able to fight with the master, sharing the pressure of the master, and feels deeply guilty..."

　　 "No, no. Yesterday was mainly a gunfight. Unless you practice like the Suzuki Butler, it will be useless to come."

　　 As soon as I finished Kazuma, I heard a knock on the door again.

　　 He didn't answer yet, and the knocker opened the door and entered.

　　 Baifeng Sogo, dressed in a white suit, with a fashionable toad mirror, swaggered in.

　　 "Oh, just like the rumors, beautiful women are like clouds." Mr. Bai Feng said, then snapped his fingers, and immediately two younger brothers presented flower baskets and fruit baskets.

　　 Kazuma didn't look at Hakuho Sogo, but squinted at Hakuho Yuyin.

　　 Bai Feng Yuyin's entry to the distant place was violently fluctuating, as if being thrown into the tumbling water.

　　 "Yin," Mr. Bai Feng turned his head to look at his granddaughter, "Compared with the ladies here, you are completely uncompetitive. Men are hopeless creatures, just like this style."

　　 Said Shiramine Sogo drew a circle at the apprentices of Kazuma with his finger.

　　 The apprentices of Kazuma are all big girls with explosive bodies.

　　 Bai Feng Yuyin bit his lip, and was about to speak when there was another knock on the door.

　　 Everyone looked at the door together.

　　It is like a little girl standing in the door holding a flower basket.

　　 "Look down, here it is," she said.

　　 Kazuma: "I haven't said that I can't see you yet!"

　　 "Can I gag you up in advance?"

　　 Baifeng Yuyin pointed to the little Kanzhong Miyu-senpai and said, "Look, it's not all of that style!"

　　 Mr. Baifeng laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, just take it as it is. Anyway, I said that before you become an adult, just dream of it, and it’s up to you."

　　 Kazuma frowned, and now Hakumine Sogo behaved like an old man who loves his granddaughter. If it weren't for the iron rat entry above his head that was glowing, Kazuma would have believed him.

　　 But now, the changes in the entry let Kazuma know what this guy is thinking.

　　 "Then, I won't bother the young people, the old man leaves the stage obediently." So Baifeng Sogo turned and walked towards the gate.

　　 Kazuma suddenly asked his back, "This is the police-related hospital, how did you get in?"

　　 "Even the police can't stop an old man who loves his granddaughter from coming to visit his hospitalized granddaughter?" Baifeng Sogo asked, turning back to Kazuma with a meaningful smile.

　　 Then he left the ward with his attendants.

　　 Amao immediately asked: "Master, do you need me to throw away this person's gift?"

"Don't!" Chiyoko stopped Amao, "There is nothing wrong with the gift. The bad guys must give them generously! Last year, the Jinshan Pingtai group hung dead chickens in front of our house, and I took them back and bake them. It's delicious. We haven't eaten meat other than fish in a long time."

　　Fish is cheap, and the uncle fish buyer in the shopping street sent Chiyoko all the day to sell the remaining fish that day, which became the main source of protein for the Kiryu family during the poorest time last year.

　　 Nichinan Rica looked at the basket of fruits worriedly: "Could it be poisoned?"

　　 Fujita Jin at the door was shocked: "Poisoned? What is the origin of the old man?"

　　 No one cares about him.

　　 Kitagawa Saori picked up an apple from the fruit basket~lightnovelpub.net~ clicked and bit it down: "It's okay, my grandpa is a bad guy, yes, but I won't use such a low-grade bad trick."

　　 Kazuma thought that when I had an exam in March this year, the tricks your grandpa used to interfere with my review were not so high.

　　 But he didn't say this.

　　**

　　 After returning to his limousine, Mr. Baifeng said to the people waiting for him in the car, "I’ve been waiting for a long time. Next, let’s talk about cooperation."

"I came for this." Shiisheng Tianjiu opened his briefcase and took out a stack of documents. "This is the result of our first experiment. Our experts believe that if it is the singing of Miss Yuyin, It should be better."

　　 Mr. Bai Feng did not go to get the file, but sighed: "The times have really changed. I used to think that taking a gun is the ultimate form of fighting. I didn't expect that singing would become a weapon one day."

　　 Shiba Ikuta: "But...Miss Yuyin is very resistant to the new faith we have shaped. If she can't take refuge willingly, she will just be a lark with a nice singing voice."

　　 "You don't have to worry about this." Mr. Bai Feng sneered, "You lend me the things left over from your first phase of the experiment, don't... lease it to me, I naturally have a way."

　　 "If it will be lost in the process of use, it is more reasonable to buy." Shiba Ikuta said.

　　 "Then buy it. We are plotting a big business of tens of billions of yen, so we don't care about this small amount of money."

　　 "Chairman is wise." Shiba Ikuta smiled flatteringly.