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After that, Haru and Honami fought for two hours.

Honami didn't want to admit defeat Kazuma but understood, but Kazuma did not expect Haru to be emotionally upbeat.

"It's not right, right, right!" After "taking down" Honami's head again, Haruru took off her mask and shook her head desperately, "You have a problem with your choice in the battle. It's very upright, even if it's Kazuma, you hit it. He was also proficient in various tricks at the time! He even wanted to use sand to confuse my face to create a gap!

Kazuma sat beside and thought: You have to be glad that there is no Lime in the battlefield, otherwise I will let you see the true story of Lime Martial Saint.

Qingliu's hands on hips: "In your life-and-death battle, anything that can bring victory must be used! Although I personally don't know how to use weapons in the environment, I know people who are good at this way, and use the geographical advantage to eliminate it. Many enemies whose force is stronger than their own."

Kazuma comes to mind of Yukko and Sakata Shinsaku.

Qingliu pointed his direction: "Like this! He's super good at taking advantage of the location!"

Kazuma: "Me? Uh, I'm okay."

Qingluo turned to look at Kazuma: "Teach me how to use the geographical advantage tomorrow! Master!"

"This...teaching can be taught, but this handle costs furniture. You see my house is already like this. Let go of the last furniture in my house." Kazuma said with a wry smile of poverty.

Qingliu sighed, "That's right. Jin Zuo-I mean, that guy Sakata also said that there is no other way to exercise except in actual combat."

Maybe it was because it was inappropriate to call Ji Dao as a disciple of the dojo that it was too intimate, so Qingliu changed her statement midway.

Mikako: Kazuma can teach us to climb trees and houses. Isn't this costing a house?"

Kazuma was about to answer, and Honami said: "I'll play a few more times, I feel I'm about to get the trick."

Qing Ryu looked at Honami, put on her mask silently, and put on a posture.

Kazuma looked at the wall clock on the wall of the dojo and felt that the two of them had practiced a bit too long, so they clapped their hands to stop them: "Let’s be here today! Honami, I can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry, there are more than two. The time of the month will improve you. Chiyoko, is the watermelon ice ready?"

"It should be all right, it has been in the refrigerator for more than two hours, I will cut it..."

"No, don't cut it, just take it and take a few more spoons." Kazuma insists on enjoying the watermelon according to the habits of the previous life. I don’t know when to eat watermelon next time. How can I not eat it? .

Chiyoko looked at Kazuma with a look of silly egg: "Eat with a spoon? Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy, just take it."

Chiyoko shook his head, leaving the dojo with a helpless expression.

Honami took off her mask and shook her head lightly.

Her bangs under the mask were all soaked and hung on her head like kelp, and she sprinkled a crystal of sweat.

On the other side, Qingliu had already taken off her carcass, and she was short in stature and took off her gear quickly.

She threw a bunch of protective gear directly on the ground and ran to the fan.

The hair was not cool enough, she pulled the collar of her jacket and shook it constantly, as if this could speed up the body's heat dissipation.

The electric fan knows how to pick up Qingliu's skirt, but it's a pity that this guy has shorts under the skirt.

This made Kazuma unusually regret reminding her of the problem when she was on the second floor.

After enjoying Kazuma, I turned to look at Honami.

Honami had already taken off her gear and was spraying something like a spray on her body.

Kazuma asked curiously: "What is it?"

"The antiperspirant spray seems to be the latest product. I don't know how it works." Honami lowered her head and sniffed herself, "Um... it feels like a perfume that suppresses the smell of sweat with a fragrance. But after spraying it, it will be a bit cooler, but it is true. ."

Kazuma gave a "Oh".

After wiping the sweat on her face carefully with a towel, Honami took out the makeup case from her bag and started to touch up her makeup.

Kazuma After watching the practice of the mature women of Honami, she turned her head to look at Haru and found that she was already sitting in front of the electric fan, and she opened her mouth to the fan and said "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Excited.

Chiyoko came in with a watermelon: "Everyone has watermelon!"

Mei Jiazi stood up suddenly: "Watermelon!"

Kazuma looked at the watermelon still cut into slices, and was about to express his dissatisfaction when he saw Amao coming in with his other half of the watermelon.

"Master, yours is here."

"Oh, good." Kazuma took the watermelon and the spoon, "have you finished your part-time job? How long will you have a holiday?"

"The vacation will be next week. But I'm an examinee. It doesn't seem to make a difference whether or not I have a vacation. I have to trouble Master you to teach me more during the summer vacation."

"No problem!" Kazuma said while inserting the spoon in his hand into the watermelon, and when he turned his wrist, he dug out a watermelon that looked like an ice cream ball and put it in his mouth.

Then Kazuma subconsciously made a very enjoyable voice.

"Wow~"

Mei Jiazi was holding a slice of watermelon and was sprinkling salt on it. When I saw the way of eating Kazuma, and then looked down at the slice of watermelon in my hand, I suddenly felt that the watermelon was not attractive.

She stuffed the watermelon into Qingliu's hand: "Take it."

"Huh? I have..."

Regardless of Qingluo, Mikako crawled to the side of Kazuma with both hands and feet: "Give me a whole bite."

Kazuma dug another "watermelon ball" and stuffed it into Mei Jiazi's open mouth.

Mei Jiazi bit down her eagerly, but she was so anxious that the watermelon juice leaked from the corner of her mouth and dripped onto her T-shirt.

Kazuma glanced at it, muttered "The style is quite fashionable", and took another bite to himself.

Then he and Mei Jiazi made a voice indulging in the delicacy of watermelon: "Wow~"

"Give me another bite!" Mikako stretched her neck and swallowed her mouth, and opened her mouth eagerly, just like a baby waiting to be fed.

Kazuma: "Your teeth are white."

"I always use Colgate, don't give me a bite of nonsense!"

Kazuma gave another bite to Mikazi.

Then I watched Mei Jiazi vividly interpret what happiness is.

Kazuma can't stand it anymore, I put a spoon into the watermelon, took out a handkerchief and wiped Mei Jiazi's mouth: "You, lady! I wanted to say it, you know the conditions are so good, but you don't have it at all. The boy confessed to you, don't you think this is a problem?"

"But a girl confessed to me!" Mei Jiazi said proudly, "It's not a lot."

Qingliu: "Are you sure they don't want to keep you as a pet?"

"There's nothing wrong with pets. Someone takes care of them. If you have a choice, I will be a cat in my next life." Mikazi paused and suddenly discovered the problem, "Qingluo, why are you here too? Ah, I Got it, you want to be fed by Kazuma too!"

"I don't want to!" Qing Liu said, grabbing the spoon inserted on the watermelon, and took a bite by herself, "Well...Sure enough, you should put some salt in it, it will be sweeter."

Japanese people eat watermelon and sprinkle salt, which is said to make the sweetness more prominent and more memorable.

After all, it's rare for them to eat watermelon once, and they have to change their way to improve the experience of eating watermelon, which is like the Chinese, don't forget to put the watermelon in the refrigerator too much.

While talking, Tamamo also ran over, sat down directly across from Kazuma)," then calmly took out the salt and began to sprinkle on the watermelon.

"Hey, can the salt for exorcism be sprinkled on the watermelon?" Kazuma couldn't help but complain.

"It's all salt, it makes no difference."

"You deny the exorcism!"

Yuzao took the spoon from Qingliu's hand and said while digging a watermelon: "As of this day, no one will take the exorcism seriously, right? This is just for the self-entertainment of spiritual lovers."

Kazuma: "I believe it."

Yuzao smiled slightly, spooned the dug out watermelon ball in half, and put half of it into his mouth first.

"Well, this melon is good, Honami chose it well."

Kazuma: "Honami, can't you just come? It's more interesting to eat with a spoon!"

Honami, who was already sitting next to Chiyoko, smiled slightly: "Forget it, I'll use the usual way of eating."

Mikako: "It's okay. When I was in high school, I was sweating after practicing kendo, and I hooked up with Kazuma, he didn't care!"

Kazuma thought about it for a while, and indeed I never cared about the sweat of Mikako, but that was because my attention was all elsewhere.

After school, wearing a sweaty body, I went to the rough dim sum shop with Mei Jiazi to buy some cheap snacks, and sat on the bench in front of the shop while eating and chatting—such days seemed to be yesterday.

As Kazuma recalled, Mikako was still greeting Honami, but was resolutely rejected.

Chiyoko: "Don't care about me, it's enough to have Amao eat here with me."

Amo: "I will go to review after I have eaten this piece. Let Sister Nanjo stay with you here."

Chiyoko glared at Amao, but stopped talking.

Amao didn't notice it at all. Three or two had eaten the slice of watermelon in their hands, put the cleanly gnawed melon skin back on the plate, folded his hands together: "Thanks for the hospitality, I'm done."

Only then did Honami remember that the watermelon had been brought here by herself, and Amo was thanking her, so she smiled and said, "You're welcome."

Amao stood up and left the dojo in stride.

Chiyoko picked up a new watermelon and sprinkled salt silently.

Kazuma looked over there, just at this time the spoon passed into his hand again, so he casually dug a piece of watermelon and put it in his mouth.

I don't know if it is because of the salt, this bite of watermelon is exceptionally sweet.

At this time, Nichinan vegetables appeared from the courtyard and started to complain: "It's so hot! I envy those private schools. They have already installed air-conditioning in the student union room!"

Kazuma glanced at the most inexistent apprentice in the dojo, and said, “If you don’t show up, Nichinan will become a ghost apprentice in our dojo.”

Mikako: "Yes, yes, we will tell the new apprentice the story of the ghost of the beautiful girl who wanders alone in the dojo in the future."

"I can't help it, but the work of this session of the Student Union is over today. From now on, I can run to the dojo to show up after school."

Mei Jiazi: "Hmph, we have already stayed in the dojo!"

"Huh? Senior Sister Meijiazi?"

"It's all of us." Mei Jiazi said, drew a circle with her hand, "all here."

Nichinan Rina tilted her head slightly: "Strengthen the accommodation?"

Kazuma: "Almost."

Nichinan: "Then can I still come?"

Chiyoko said coldly, "There is no room, so it won't work."

Nichinan's eyes turned, and she suddenly ran to Mikako, holding her arm: "Mikako-senior~ squeeze with me."

"It's okay, but you have to pay half of the rent. You will be responsible for one month for two months."

Nichinan Rina was shocked: "Does this require rent? Isn't it enough to kill Kiryu-senpai every day?"

"How is it possible, we are all rented for rent."

Kazuma interrupted the conversation between the two girls with a cough, and then said to Nichinan Rina: "They are allowed to stay at home. Is your family okay, Nichinan?"

"Just tell my parents, Master Kiryu, that you are going to pick up a new movie again, that's okay!" Nichinan sighed, with a complicated expression reappearing on her face, "My parents seem to miss me so much now. The age of readers and models. A few days ago, the live singing of the Son of Relaxation on TV, my dad said, “Initially, Caijiang can also stand on the stage like this.” Although they said, “Your own path is up to you.” , But always intentionally or unintentionally pressure me in this way."

Kazuma pouted.

He is a Venus. He doesn't know whether he wants to guide Nichinan cuisine at this time because he is a Venus, or because he wants to point others at this time and got the Venus entry.

When Kazuma was entangled with the chicken or egg problem, Mikako said: "Nichinan, you should go to a great university. After you are admitted to the university, the family will suddenly start to respect you. I’m like this. I’m obviously still the stupid me, but my mother and my dad usually start to ask for my opinions, consciously or unconsciously.

"The neighbours too, those aunts who are arguing will come over and ask me very seriously about the issue they are arguing about, and no matter what I say, they will sigh, ‘deserved of the intellectual high-achieving students’.

"So I think Sophia University is really a great university, and even I have become more powerful because I entered the most powerful English department of this university."

Kazuma scratched his head. In his previous life, he didn't feel any change in his family's attitude towards him after he entered college. When discussing serious issues, his parents still said, "I have eaten more salt than you have eaten." "You know what a fart" attitude.

However, Japan has its own national conditions. Mikako went to the English School of Sophia University. She will also be a broad wife for the last time, and her class is no longer the same.

Nichinan thought seriously about Mikako's suggestion.

At this time, Qingliu said: "I wanted to say before, Kazuma your dojo, the density of prestigious school students is too high, Dongda, Keio, Shangzhi..."

Huashan came in from the yard with a bunch of things at this time: "Teacher Kiryu, I'm here! I heard that several senior sisters are staying in today, let's have a welcome party tonight... Oh, there are watermelons already, and I have brought them. One is coming..."

Haru-ryu looked at Hanayama: "There is also a Meiji University student. The concentration of this elite is too high. Even Amo, who is still a high school student, talks to Kazuma every morning about the Western 81 exercises, OPEC oil pricing is scary!"

A cold light flashed in Mei Jiazi's eyes: "Wait a minute! Kazuma What do you talk to Amao every morning?"

Kazuma: "It's nothing, it's all the content of the international edition of the newspaper."

Mikako shook off Nichinan, who was holding her arm, and grabbed the hand of Kazuma: "Savior! We will start to talk about international relations as a compulsory course in the next semester..."

Kazuma: "After all, Shangzhi is not only training English translation, but also training diplomats..."

"Obviously it is a course for the next semester, but there are training content in the summer vacation! Do you think this is unreasonable?" Mei Jiazi looked at Kazuma with sincere eyes, "This summer I will write an observation of international relations. Report, Kazuma you want to help me!"

Kazuma: You said that I am not sleepy anymore!

What Chinese men like most is to point out the country's passionate words and dung. It has nothing to do with income, it is a kind of cultural inertia.

In the past, Chinese scholars talked about being world-minded. Modern China has completed compulsory education. Everyone is a scholar-or at least thinks that they are scholars. So everyone has the world-mindedness and talked about the international situation one by one.

So Kazuma said to Mikako: "Okay, you can join me in the discussion with Amao as long as you get up when the morning paper is delivered in the morning."

"Huh? Should I write it myself based on your discussion?"

"Nonsense. Don't think about things like getting something for nothing, it won't work in our dojo," Kazuma puts on the master's frame, "our dojo pays attention to every effort and gain."

Even if it is Kazuma with golden fingers, I usually don't neglect basic practice. I have to swing a few hundred swords every day and practice push-ups to ensure physical fitness.

The strong muscles in Kazuma are the best proof of his usual sweat.

Mei Jiazi sighed: "Okay. This is better than scratching my head."

At this time, Huashan put the watermelon and the things for tonight's banquet he brought, and returned to the dojo. He heard Mikako's words and asked: "Fujii-san is not self-proclaimed a monkey. Isn't it normal to scratch your ears and cheeks?"

"Huashan, are you itchy, right?" Mei Jiazi naturally put on a bad eldest sister's tone.

Zhao Huashan turned his head and ran: "I remembered that I forgot to buy the charcoal for tonight's barbecue. I'll go back as soon as I go."

Qingliu: "It's so quick. In Kazuma, if you keep this kind of person in the dojo, don't you just want to squeeze him?"

Kazuma looked at Qingliu: "What are you talking about, how could it be possible, I am such a kind person, I just want to make friends with Huashan."

As soon as the voice fell, the doorbell rang.

Kazuma raised eyebrows.

The acquaintances in his dojo now basically walk in directly around the yard.

Mikako: "I always feel that the doorbell ringing is the beginning of the incident, just like the Sherlock Holmes collection always starts with the client knocking on the door."

"Who said, the Sherlock Holmes is from the perspective of Watson, and Watson intervenes halfway in the case in many cases." Kazuma complained, "Especially after Watson got married and lived separately from Holmes, almost It's all stories that doctors joined halfway through."

Yuzao, who had been eating watermelon silently, said at this time: "Yes, even the'Bohemian scandal' where Holmes is generally believed to be the only time in love, Watson also passed by 221 Baker Street, B, and wanted to see an old friend. , And it happened that Sherlock Holmes solved the mysterious letter of entrustment, and the story began."

Kazuma: "Holmes also teased that Watson became fat after getting married."

Mei Jiazi: "Okay, I know you two are reading a lot. Give me a little bit of dignity for someone who just finished reading a few English versions of the short story and is about to start chewing on the "Four Signatures"?"

Kazuma: "I suggest that you still read the original texts of the Adventure History, Memoirs, and Returning Chronicles first, and then read the four signatures of the tome, the study of blood characters, etc.. Read the short stories first. The joy of reading will not be intimidated by the big tome. By the way, I have never read the English original."

He added one last item to prevent Mikako, who had been with him all day and night in high school, from discovering that something was wrong with him.

However, he worried too much. Mei Jiazi didn't think about it at all, but sighed: "It's really more popular than others. It is obvious that when I read the original English book in the living room at home, my parents looked at me with admiration. Well, this is the first time I have been looked at by them like this since I was born."

Qingliu: "Your parents' reactions are normal, but it is this dojo that is abnormal."

The voice fell, and the voice of Amao who went to answer the door came from the hallway: "Master!"

Kazuma sighed: "It doesn't seem to be here to sell, let me see what's going on."

Recently, more people come to the dojo to sell air conditioners and cars, and those salesmen have obviously misjudged the financial resources of Kiryuu Kazuma.

Therefore, Kazuma asks Amo to answer the door more often. He used to be very careful. He always walked past the yard without answering the door personally to prevent surprise attacks.

Kazuma stood up, opened the door of the dojo leading to the corridor, and looked towards the entrance.

A few strangers wearing toad mirrors stood at the door.

Kazuma frowned.

Isn't it the beginning of the incident?

Kazuma thought that a few days have passed since my birthday, the hot springs or the island vacation, and I didn’t go there yet, so something happened again, don’t...

At this time, the people at the door had already saluted Kazuma first: "Mr. Kiryuu Kazuma, admiration for a long time."

Kazuma put his hand in his arms, pretending to be carrying a guy, walked out swaggeringly, and came to the entrance: "I have no impression of a few of you, may I ask..."

"When you were in the hospital bed, I gave you a cake, don't you know if you remember?" said the man in charge.

Kazuma remembered that the cake with the yen hidden, the yen was returned by Kazuma, the cake was quite delicious.

Kazuma: "It turned out to be Mr. Zhang, please go back, I won't..."

"Don't worry, everyone knows that you burned the money of Welfare Technology." Zhang Zhengyi took off the toad mirror and smiled at Kazuma, "So this time I didn't bring anything that would tarnish your reputation. . But you helped us Fushou a lot before, just a cake is not enough to express our gratitude. So I think twice, I think only I personally come to the door and deliver the snacks from Chaiyuelou can express our sincerity."

As Mr. Zhang snapped his fingers, the younger brother behind him handed him a gift basket full of flowers and beautifully packaged snacks.

Kazuma saw the envelope in the gift basket at a glance, pointed and asked: "This envelope is..."

"It's the latest development of welfare technology we have collected. I think Mr. Kiryu must be very interested in this."

Kazuma took out the envelope and weighed it. It really didn't look like money.

He opened the envelope directly and pulled out a dozen documents inside.

The file contains some flyers and a printed summary of the recent activities of some affiliated institutions of Welfare Technology.

Kazuma glanced roughly, then looked at the flyer.

"Zen thinking course? Get rid of distracting thoughts?" Kazuma reads out the vocabulary of the flyer that interests me most, "God of music?"

Mr. Zhang: "This training class is said to be quite popular in the art creation industry, and many famous people have endorsed it. Of course, we are a group of crude people who only know how to scream and kill, we don’t understand art. , But... Mr. Kiryu should be very concerned about this, right?"

Kazuma silently folded the pile of things and put them in the envelope: "Normally. But you have to collect it, so I'll accept it without hesitation."

Mr. Zhang smiled at Kazuma and put on the toad mirror again: "Then, now we have the two cleansing. The Fushou Gang will continue to expand. It may find some extreme troubles. I found the head of the Kazama group directly under the Kanto United. I heard that Mr. Kiryu has a good relationship with the Jinshan group under the Kazama group... if then...

"Don't worry." Kazuma interrupted Mr. Zhang, "I don't have any good feelings for Ji Dao..."

He suddenly switched to Cantonese: "I am a soldier, and I am a thief (I am a soldier and they are thieves)."

Mr. Zhang's upper half of his face was blocked by the toad mirror, but he was surprised only by looking at the lower half of his face.

He whistled: "Interesting, very interesting."

He also speaks Cantonese.

"Then there will be a period later, Bingge."

After speaking, Mr. Zhang turned and left, and his attendant held the gift basket in front of A Mao.

Amao glanced at Kazuma and took the gift basket after Kazuma nodded.

Then everyone from the Fushou Gang just left.

Amo turned his head and asked Kazuma: "Is it really okay to receive this gift?"

"There won't be any valuables in there. It's OK to taste authentic Cantonese dim sum." Kazuma said and looked at the envelope in his hand, "This is the main thing."

Amao: "Are you going to explore this training class?"

"No, it's too sassy for us to go directly, I'm afraid everyone in our dojo is on their watch list." Kazuma shook his head, "the enemy won't make a big storm so quickly, after all, we were frustrated before. Get them. Take your time, don't worry, and wait for them to show their feet."

Amao nodded: "Then I will put these snacks in the kitchen first..."

Kazuma didn't wait for the apprentice to finish, he directly clamped the envelope under his arm, picked up a snack box and opened it directly, so the smell of shaomai floated out, and he drooled all at once.

He picked up one and threw it in his mouth.

Siu Mai is available in both the north and the south. The practice varies from place to place. This one is undoubtedly a Cantonese practice. One bite of the shrimp wrapped in the minced pork is delicious. The glutinous rice is very springy, and the thin skin adds to the taste. level……

Amao: "Master?"

Kazuma then realized that there were tears in the corners of my eyes.

He hurriedly said: "This is so delicious, I cried."

"This, this way." Amao's face was full of shock. "Is there really any food that can make people cry? Is it because of mustard?"

Kazuma: "Yes! Maybe."

At this time, he thought of the deep-fried dough sticks, rice noodles and rice dumplings from the breakfast shop downstairs in his previous life, and the dry-mixed wontons that are always salted in Shaxian snacks. The tide of homesickness came in an instant, and the tears of the bean could not stop The ones rolled down.

He immediately stuffed the remaining shaomai in the box into his mouth, and complained as he chewed: "What's the matter with this dim sum, put so much mustard. It's horrible, it's horrible!"

Amao looked dumbfounded: "Eh? It's unpalatable? This... Then I took it and threw it?"

"No, no, it's actually delicious! It's just...it's weird, maybe too much mustard was put on shaking hands."

Amao was completely confused and didn't know what to do.

Kazuma has already controlled his emotions. He straightened his face, wiped away his tears, pretending that nothing happened just now, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Put things in the kitchen. Who wants to eat during the barbecue tonight? Just eat. Give the flowers to Yuzao. She likes arranging flowers."

"Okay." Amao nodded, but didn't leave immediately, but asked worriedly, "Master, are you really okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Kazuma said blankly ~lightnovelpub.net~Don't tell others, nothing happened just now. "

A Mao nodded: "I see, nothing happened just now."

He took the gift basket and went to the kitchen.

Kazuma looked at Amo's back, and suddenly found Tamamo poking her head out of the door of the dojo.

Seeing Tamamo, Kazuma knows that there is no problem on the dojo, at most only Tamamo saw the situation just now.

Tamamo smiled slightly at Kazuma, and the hair on the top of his head turned back to his ears for a moment, shaking playfully, turning left and right.

Kazuma also laughed.

Yuzao is a monster, so he is not.

The dragon and the fox were tacitly aware.

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