Kazuma was pushed by Shiratori and left the venue with the team.

As soon as I left the venue, Kazuma saw the family members who had first said goodbye to the spirit tablets, and now they are all gathered in the landscape garden outside the venue.

The sky was drizzling, and the family members stood in the rain without holding umbrellas.

Akira Shiratori stopped, so the wheelchair of Kazuma stopped at the top of the stairs at the entrance of the venue.

Behind Shiratori, the detectives who finished their farewells stopped tacitly and gradually lined up behind Kazuma.

Kazuma suddenly felt that sitting in this scene was not very good.

So he endured the pain in his abdomen and got up from the wheelchair.

The family members bowed to Kazuma together.

Kiryuu Kazuma looked at them silently without speaking.

The sound of rain became louder.

**

After parting with Shiratori and the others, Kazuma got into Nanjo's car and returned to the hospital.

Honami and Mikako stayed in the hospital until the night as usual, and then handed over the task of night care to Shigeru Ikeda.

But around nine o'clock, Jinguji Tamamo appeared in the ward of Kazuma without warning.

"Isn't the visiting time over?" Amao looked at Yuzao suspiciously.

Yuzao smiled slightly and said, "I just came to sit for a while and will leave soon."

"but…"

"Amao, the hot water is gone, go get a pot and come back." Kazuma said.

"Ah, oh, good." Amao nodded, picked up the thermos with half a pot of water and left the room, nothing to do.

Jinguji Yuzao sat down in his usual position and said with a smile: "I know you have something to do."

"Have you been to Santuchuan?" Kazuma is straightforward.

"I haven’t been there in the past 100 years, and the ferrymen in Santuchuan have rarely been seen. It should be said that since the introduction of Western medicine, they have been rare. There have been more angels and deaths, but these have also been recently. Missing." Yuzao replied in a ridiculous tone. Even if someone is listening now, he will only think that this is a flirtation between lovers.

Then she replied: "I observed your fate star twinkling and bursting out with a very strong light, what did you see?"

Kazuma thought for a while, and answered truthfully: "The moment I dropped the white flowers, I saw myself standing in the blooming sea of ​​flowers on the other shore, and in the distance there were figures with invisible faces, and they stood neatly. There, staring at me."

"It's an illusion. The American Vietnam War veterans are also deeply troubled by the illusion. In fact, they also gave a psychological test to Aramaki-san, who went home not long ago, and he reported to the psychologist that he could see the illusion of the passing men."

Looking at Kazuma, Tamamo suddenly reached out and gently stroked the cheek of Kazuma: "You must blame yourself for the police station being bombed. You think you could have stopped them, just like you stopped in Osaka. Like the bomb demon.

"Your self-blame, the hallucinations you see."

Jinguji Tamamo's explanation is very consistent with the psychological knowledge brought over from the previous life by Kazuma.

Kazuma is: "So, I feel that the enemy is not dead now, is it because of my self-blame?"

"Yeah, you want to kill him again. This is the same as the US military veteran in the Vietnam War fantasizes that the missing comrade is still alive. Have you seen the first drop of blood in the latest movie?"

Kazuma: "I...how do I look at the hospital?"

In fact, I have watched it in my previous life, but Kazuma cannot be said.

Tamamo retracted the hand touching his cheek and shrugged.

Kazuma looked at her and asked again: "Assuming that guy is not dead, can you use divination to find him?"

Yuzao shook his head: "No. Using divination to find things is actually a fortune teller using the information obtained to reason. Those who are very accurate are not so much psychic, they are better reasoners."

Kazuma: "Your answer reminds me of Chinese cross talk "The Yellow Half Fairy", the version of Master Liu Baorui."

Tamamo smiled and said, "What is that, I haven't heard of it. Is there a Japanese version? Look back and listen to it."

She paused and then turned her conversation: "Of course, if you can find a set of scientific theories to explain divination, such as quantum mechanics, maybe my divination will suddenly become better."

Kazuma sighed.

Yuzao: "It looks like your question is over. I'll give this to you. Let's make a supper."

As she said, she took out the exquisitely packaged Wagashi from the small bag she carried: "There are two yuan, you can share it with Amao."

After speaking, Tamamo stood up: "I'm leaving."

After that, she turned and walked towards the door of the ward, and A Mao's figure appeared outside the door as soon as she opened the door.

"Huh, are you leaving now?" Amao was surprised.

Yuzao smiled and said, "Yes, I'm here to deliver supper."

"Huh? That's it, then the senior sister walks slowly." Amao bowed respectfully to Kazuma.

Jinguji Yuzao nodded and left.

Amao carried a kettle filled with water and returned to the room: "This...Senior Sister Jingong Temple is..."

"She brought snacks and said we could eat them separately." Kazuma picked up the snack box, "Oh, the packaging is still complicated, Amao, where are the scissors?"

"Here, Master, let me dismantle it."

Soon the dim sum box was carefully opened, and the master and apprentice shared the exquisite dim sum with unknown names in it, and did not talk about the topic of Jingong Temple.

**

Two more days passed in the morning.

Professor Tokawa who was in the rounds gently pressed the newly-grown skin on the waist of Kazuma with his hands: "Oh, the recovery is much better than expected. It has been completely healed. Will there be synesthesia?"

Kazuma nodded: "It's a little bit, but it's not a big deal anymore."

"No, you have to be cautious. Let’s do a set of inspections today." The professor turned around and said to the large number of associate professors and students who followed him in the rounds. Kiryu-kun can be discharged from the hospital. Of course, if Kiryu-kun wants to recuperate for a period of time, there is no problem, so he can transfer to the convalescent department.

Kazuma shook his head: "No, I will not be able to lift the knife anymore if I continue to recuperate."

The professor laughed and laughed: "Kun Kiryu can really laugh. You have exercised so well. Even if you are hospitalized for half a year, you are still much stronger than normal people. You can recover so quickly. It should be because you are often injured and your body has adapted."

Kazuma wondered if this could still be adapted?

Professor Tokawa probably saw the idea of ​​Kazuma and said: "The human body is very strong. Think about it. In the age when there were only stone tools, humans used this body to fight against all kinds of beasts.

"If you get injured frequently, the human body will naturally develop a powerful self-healing ability. Therefore, the more wounded sword tyrants in ancient times, the harder they will die.

"Kiryu-kun was often injured throughout the year, so his body has become adaptable."

Kazuma thought for a while, indeed.

In the past year, since I raised the Tsuda team, I have suffered a lot of injuries, both large and small. I have been slashed with knives and shots on my shoulders, but they all recovered very quickly.

Speaking of it, it seems that my left shoulder is often injured. Is it because the barrage on the port side is too thin?

As soon as Kazuma thought of this, Professor Tokawa pointed to the left shoulder of Kazuma and said: "Look at the scar on your left shoulder, ordinary people can't collect so many scars in a lifetime."

Kazuma smiled, thinking that if this goes on, soon I should be like Geralt of the White Wolf in the "Witcher" series, full of scars-thinking about it, it's pretty handsome.

With the figure of a white wolf, maybe he can become a sorcerer piling machine?

He glanced at Yuzao.

Yuzao glanced at his abdominal muscles and smiled without saying a word.

Mei Jiazi suddenly shouted: "So suspicious!"

Honami pulled her back: "Mikako, it's still being checked."

"But the interaction just now was suspicious!"

"They are not so suspicious the first day." Honami said.

"You are too calm!"

"Only the lead at the finish line is the real lead." Honami said while looking at Tamamo Jinguji, "You say yes, egg."

Yuzao smiled and said, "Yes."

Mikako looked at Honami, "I suddenly felt suspicious of you too! Now I am the only one who is not suspicious at all! Wait, no, there is also a Nichinan dish that is not present. By the way, Kitagawa is not here, and Nichinan is going to class, isn’t it? Is she going to class too?"

Mikako's words were interrupted by Professor Yuan Chuan's cough.

"Um... Since the inspection has been completed, I will leave first." The professor said embarrassingly.

Kazuma: "Professor, you are busy with you, I will go through the discharge procedures after I go to check and be fine."

"Good. But I have a hunch, Kiryu-kun will be a regular visitor to our hospital from now on."

"Professor, don't curse me."

"Hahaha, it's better to be able to enter the hospital than not to be able to enter the hospital?" Professor Yuan Chuan looked at Kazuma and laughed, "I am a blessing."

Kazuma: "Thank you, teach you to walk slowly."

The professor nodded, and then left with a group of attendants.

Dr. Maeda, who is usually in charge of this floor of Kazuma, turned his head and said to Kazuma, "When the professor's inspection is over, I will arrange your inspection, Kiryu-kun."

"No, Dr. Maeda, you can arrange Kiryu-kun's examination now." The professor who had already left the room said, "It can be seen that Kiryu-kun is back home."

"Good professor." Dr. Maeda nodded, and after watching the professor and colleagues leave, he turned around and smiled at Kazuma, "Mr. Kiryu, let's start."

**

In the afternoon, Kazuma returned to the dojo that had not returned for more than half a month.

Outside the door, he saw that the cherry blossoms of the old cherry tree were all gone.

There was drizzle in the sky, not to the point where an umbrella was needed, and the rain curtain stroked the cheeks of Kazuma, slightly cool.

As we walked into the courtyard, Kazuma whispered: "I'm back."

Then the girls behind him shouted together: "Welcome home!"

"Really unprofessional, how can anyone say'welcome home' outside?" Kazuma spit out.

Before the words were over, the door of Kiryu's house was opened from inside. Akira Kayama poked her head out and smiled at Kazuma: "Welcome back, Master!"

Kazuma:...

It feels weird when a man shouts this sentence!

Jinshan Heita came out from behind Hanayama Akira and looked at Kazuma: "Welcome back, Kiryu-kun."

Kazuma:?

Chiyoko stepped forward: "That's it, brother, I want to hold a welcome party, but I don't have enough staff and money, so I asked them to come and help."

Kazuma: "You! I want to be the police chief! What kind of style does Jidao run out of my dojo?"

"An Xin An Xin, Officer Shiratori and his two sons are also here.

"Besides, didn't Ms. Beichuan stay at home as a matter of course? She is a very dainty lady? Or the eldest lady of the white summit who smashed the hallway of our house. Brother, you didn't rush others."

Kazuma was speechless by my sister, so she turned to Amao: "You just watched her mess around like this?"

Amao looked helpless: "I...I'm just an apprentice in the dojo. According to the rules of the dojo, she is the teacher's representative when you are away, Master."

Thinking of Kazuma, it seems that there is this rule.

According to this rule, not only Amo can't stop Chiyoko, but Tamamo and Honami are all apprentices, and Chiyoko can only be chaotic.

Kazuma frowned. Heitai Kinyama looked embarrassed when he saw Kazuma and was very happy: "Hahaha, there are people who can’t cope with Kiryu-kun. Even if I want to come, Kiryu-kun was in conflict with us at the time. What about my sister. Oh, by the way, today I saw reporter Huafang Longzhi on my way here, and brought him."

…Who did you bring?

Kazuma frowned, and then Takashi Hanabu came out of the house, leaning against the door of the entrance, and put on the shape of an uncle in the shape of a wandering corpse: "Oh, Kazuma, I also like my latest The report?"

Kazuma pouted.

To be honest, Takashi Hanabo's report on Kiryuu Kazuma, Kazuma still quite likes.

Who doesn't like blowing his own report?

But in that report, there were too many exaggerations, all sorts of catching up. It can only be said that Hanafang Takashi is the kind of reporter that Kazuma hated the most in his life.

He can catch the wind and pretend to blow you with exaggeration, and he can use the same method to black out you.

Kazuma was about to speak, and Takashi Hanafang spoke: "The readers of the weekly Fang Chun, like the report about you very much, and according to the questionnaire sent back, the editorial department’s reader liaison department judges that you already have a group of specific My fan base is over, and I will continue to publish reports about you in the future.

"As long as you are still fighting for justice, I am your allies. It's not bad to have a dog like me in the media industry, Kiryu-kun."

Kazuma stared at Takashi Hanabu, was about to answer, and was robbed again.

"It's those investigative reporters who really have a sense of justice. If you want to enter the police world in the future, you will definitely annoy them." Takashi Hanabo asserted.

Kazuma sneered: "I won't, I will carry out justice to the end."

"Then you don't have to worry about me anymore, don't you?" Hanafang Takashi turned back.

Kazuma thought for a while, and it seemed to be right.

"Okay, let's go." Kazuma said, "but I don't allow you to go out and talk about exclusive interview rights. I don't give you this right."

"Of course." Takashi Hanabu shrugged.

At this time, Akira Shiratori led her two sons out of the yard.

"Mr. Kazuma, let me introduce to you this is my eldest son Shiratori Kenichi, the fourth year of Meiji University, and this is my younger son Shiratori Kenji, the second year of Waseda University."

Kazuma looked at the two sons of Shiratori, while thinking: The two are private, and it's okay to provide separately. Is this what a police department can afford to provide together?

Without waiting for Kazuma to think more, Shiratori Kenyi stepped forward to Kazuma and reached out: "Kiryu-kun, I have been looking up for a long time, my father has been telling us about your legend."

Kazuma held Kenichi Shiratori's hand: "Legendary didn't dare to be it, but just did my job."

"Hahaha, you are too good for your role. You are a contemporary hero." Shiratori smiled, "I wanted to come to Kiryu Dojo to study, but my father said, Kiryu-kun hasn't given it to him, so I can only give it up. ."

Kazuma smiled and said: "I am not good at learning art, just laughed."

"No, no, I believe that Kiryu-kun will soon be passed on without permission, and I will come to learn art as soon as possible."

"Okay, it's settled." After finishing Kazuma, I felt that the greeting was almost over, so he set his sights on Shiratori Kenji—this Shiratori detective must be a difficult problem in naming, and he co-authored the two brothers and graduate students. Can you go to the two-year system, or you won’t be able to graduate?

Shiratori Kenji now keeps looking behind Kazuma.

At this moment, Kazuma's impression of Shiratori detective's youngest son was quite different.

Shiratori Yan understood the idea of ​​Kazuma at first glance, and immediately greeted his younger brother: "Kenji! Come and say hello to Kiryu-kun!"

Shiratori Yaner hurried over.

"My brother... he plays more happily." Shiratoriyan said obliquely.

Kenji Shiratori smiled awkwardly and stretched out his hand to Kazuma: "The dojo of Mr. Kiryu is indeed the same as in the report, and the beauty is like a cloud."

Kazuma held his hand and smiled: "Do you believe it or not that every girl in my place can beat you down?"

Kazuma has seen Shiratori Kenji's head showing the tenth-level entry.

In fact, Chiyoko should not be able to beat him by one level, but Kazuma said so.

Shiratori Kenji: "Maybe you can't see it, so am I..."

"It shows the current, right?" Kazuma said the genre first, "look at the way you walk, and then touch the position of your hand."

In fact, that's not the case. You can only know that you are practicing kendo by the way of walking and the cocoon.

But it doesn't matter!

Kiryuu Kazuma is now recognized as an expert, even Ping Zhongshi believes that Kazuma has realized that the integration of mind and skill will inevitably surpass himself.

Experts say that if you can recognize it, you can.

However, Kenji Shiratori did not recognize the master of Kazuma, and he looked unconvinced: "Did my father tell you?"

Kazuma: "No. It seems that you are not convinced of my strength."

"No, this..."

"Honami!" Kazuma whispered to her strongest apprentice, "Let’s compare with this Shiratori Kenji."

"Yes." Honami nodded without saying a word.

Shiratori Yaner looked surprised: "This...Is this okay?"

His father Akira Shiratori said behind him: "I think it's good, just as a celebration of Kiryu-kun's discharge from the hospital."

"I understand." Kenji Shiratori took a deep breath, "Then, can you borrow the armor and bamboo sword from your dojo?"

Just as Kazuma was about to answer, Chiyoko said first: "The daily rent is two thousand yen, no bargaining."

**

Half an hour later, both Honami and Shiratori put on their kendo suits, prepared to exercise, and stood face to face on the starting line temporarily taped with tape in the dojo.

Senior Sister Takamizawa, who had just rushed back from university, was holding the medicine box and was waiting by her side. It seemed that she had become accustomed to taking on the responsibility of the kendo department manager-this is not correct, after all, she was working at the Kiryu Dojo to earn rent.

Everyone in the Kiryu Dojo, Shiratori father and son, and Takashi Hanabu sat in rows on the edge of the dojo.

Kazuma sits alone under the plaque in the dojo, with a knife holder on each hand, one with Ukiyo-e on the back, and a swimsuit Nahoko Kawai on the back.

To choose a place for Kazuma, he actually wants to sit between Tamamo and Mikako.

It feels warmer there.

Jinshan Heitai and Chiyoko respectively acted as the chief and deputy referees, standing face to face on both sides of the battlefield.

"Competitions and comparisons, stop until you click." Jinshan Heitai said like that, and then raised the small flag in his hand, "Li!"

When the command was issued, Honami and Kenji Shiratori pulled out the bamboo sword in their left hand in a sheathed state, held the middle section with both hands, and then squatted down together.

This is the salute before the modern kendo duel.

Shiratori Yanji first reported to his family: "Show the current flow, Shiratori Yanji!"

Honami hesitated for a while, and then responded, "Kiryu Ryu, Honami Nanjo!"

Kazuma is staggering, I don't even pass it on, let alone create my own genre.

However, Kazuma is still very happy when Honami reports the genre like this.

This is equivalent to publicly declaring to everyone "I am from Kiryu Dojo".

It's just that the name of "Kazuma Ryu" is a bit frustrated. In the future, Kazuma will be able to create a new genre, and I will definitely choose a cool name.

For example, what kind of Wushuang Liu is in the sky, and then the apprentice has a sword in the sky.

Another example is Feitian Yujianliu, but the name of this genre is not auspicious, because in "Rurouni Sword Heart", all of Feitian Yujianliu's stunts can only be learned by apprentice killing master.

While Kazuma complained, the duel was still proceeding in accordance with the normal process.

After the salute, the two retreated to the starting line and waited for the referee's instructions to start the fight.

Jinshan Heitai confirmed that both of them were ready before giving an order: "Go!"

Kenji Shiratori first made the move and attacked Honami.

Then Honami made a clean cut and hit his hand armor.

And Honami didn't stop after hitting the hand armor, and continued to stab the bamboo sword forward. The first leather of the bamboo sword inserted into the carcass and made a muffled noise.

And Shiratori Kenji stopped the action after being beaten to the hand armor-because he had already been taken advantage of, there was no need to act again.

Obviously, Honami is the real sword kendo starting from actual combat, and Shiratori Kenji is a competitive player.

Jinshan Pingtai raised his flag: "Nantiao One."

Shiratori Yanji stepped back and exclaimed, "What a fast sword."

"It's because you were too slow." Honami responded coldly, "And if you are hit, you will stop. If it is an actual combat, you are already dead. You are just being hit. Please continue to fight."

"Is it wrong? Kendo is no longer an actual combat technique, isn't it? Actually, you use guns now, don't you?" Shiratori Kenji said.

Kazuma clearly saw Honami under the mask showing a contemptuous expression.

At this time, Interpol Shiratori opened the topic and said, "Kiryu-kun, your dojo has been converted to Beichen."

Kazuma is very embarrassing, because the plaque of natural rationality is hung on his head.

Then he thought that Honami had just reported on his family, so he responded with an idea: "I think that only by learning from the strengths of the family can we understand the ultimate meaning of the sword. This plaque is only temporary, and I will replace it with my own in the future. The plaque of the genre."

Shiratori Akira smiled approvingly.

Jinshan Pingtai raised his flag: "The second round! Preparation, start!"

This time, Kenji Shiratori did not rush to attack, but confronted Honami.

Honami poses in the middle, watching the changes.

Kenji Shiratori suddenly said, "Miss Nanjo has such good conditions. It's a pity to practice kendo. You are such a beautiful girl, how good is it to go to ballet and play tennis? Why waste on such a project that is full of men and sweat. Youth. Kendo armor, doesn't it smell?"

At that moment, Kazuma felt Honami's anger, and he immediately knew what tricks Honami would use.

"Wait a minute!" he shouted.

However, Honami has already made a move.

Kenji Shiratori's whole body flew backwards.

At the same time, the bamboo knife in Honami's hand, just as it was designed, exploded with a snap, removing most of the power of the teeth.

Kazuma took two steps forward and directly caught the flying Shiratori Kenji, turned half a circle in the air to slow down, and finally threw him to the ground.

Shiratori Kenji seemed to be too scared to speak, lying on the ground in a daze.

Takamizawa-senpai ran over carrying the medical kit, and skillfully removed her carcass and began to look at the chest stabbed by the stab.

As soon as she pressed it down, Shiratori Yanji immediately screamed.

Jinshan Heitai holding a small flag, looking at the situation, said embarrassingly: "I was a kendo referee for the first time. In this situation, should I be sentenced to a foul or should I be sentenced to this?

As soon as the voice fell, Yan Er Shiratori shouted: "Of course this is a foul! Vicious foul! I just won directly!"

Senior Sister Takamizawa pressed his chest again, and his words directly turned into screams.

Jinshan Pingtai didn't judge, but watched Kazuma.

At this time, Shiratori Yanyi stood up and said, "Please sentence my brother to lose."

Shiratori Yanji immediately shouted, "Why? I'm not convinced!"

"When you lost the hobby of Miss Nanjo, you lost—as a man." Shiratori Kenichi looked at his younger brother coldly.

"you!"

Akira Shiratori stood up: "Enough! Remember this failure. Kiryu-kun, sorry, my son showed you a joke."

Kazuma scratched his face: "No, Honami... The clumsy used a real sword to win in the kendo competition and injured the son. I am very sorry."

While Kazuma apologized, Honami also bowed to Akira Shiratori: "I'm very sorry."

"It's okay. My son owes it first. We've all seen it." Shiratori waved his hand, and then looked down at the younger son, "Originally, he was the same as my elder brother. He was my self-satisfied son, but after college, it seemed that It’s a little frustrating. It’s good to have a lesson.”

Shiratori Kenji loudly yelled injustice: "Where have I lost my ambition, I have not failed a subject, and Kendo is also practicing very hard..."

"But you don't have a subject to get an A." Shiratoriyan said grudgingly, "I don't see anything to be proud of."

"I'm Waseda! The subject is super difficult! Although it's not as good as Keio or Toda..."

Honami: "I...I'm a freshman in the School of Political Science, Keio University."

Shiratoriyan's mouth opens into an O shape.

Kazuma: "I am a student of Dongda University, and so is the braided glasses over there."

Shiratori Yanji glanced at Yuzao in surprise.

Mei Jiazi raised her hand and said in English: "Don't look at me as stupid, I am from the English Department of Sophia University."

Shiratori Kenji suddenly understood that ordinaryness was the only answer.

At this time, a voice that looked like Noakaran came from the courtyard: "Jinguji! Are you there?"

Before the words were over, Kanaka Miwa-senpai appeared from the yard carrying a large bag of things.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?)

Kazuma refers to senior sister Kanzhong Miwa: "Senior sister, which university do you come from?"

"Wow, I have evolved to the point where I can't see me. Can I just come to this step?" Kanaka Miyu sighed and skillfully took out his student ID, "I am in the third year of the University of Tokyo Law School, okay? Someone is here to pick up things. This is the meat and custard that I called to my hometown. It's heavy!"

A Mao hurriedly got up and went to pick up the things.

Chiyoko: "Put it in the kitchen. It happens to be a barbecue tonight. You can use it directly."

Kazuma: "Can our family afford a barbecue? Isn't charcoal expensive?"

"Oh, the winter is over. I found out that because we use it more sparingly, there is a lot of charcoal left. There is nothing to be said!"

Kazuma gave a "Oh".

Mei Jiazi raised her hands up: "Okay! It's BBQ!"

Akira Shiratori sighed, "You have to use the charcoal left over in winter for barbecues. Your family situation, Kiryu-kun, is more difficult than you think.

"Yes." Kazuma also shrugged, "The tuition fee alone is a lot of money."

For a moment, Kazuma wondered how Shiratori helped his two sons to go to college at the same time, especially since his little son is a playful guy, and he spends money indispensable.

But in the end, Kazuma still has no export.

At this time, someone walked into the dojo from the direction of the courtyard.

"It's so lively." Said Kitagawa Sakuri suddenly stopped, her eyes fixed on Jinshan Heita, but then she seemed to decide to pretend not to see Jinshan Heita, Kazuma, congratulations on leaving the hospital!"

Kazuma looked at Beichuan Sakuri and joked: "You congratulate you on being discharged from the hospital, don't you bring gifts?"

"Hey, do you want it? How about I sing a song for you?"

Kazuma: "Sing later, come here, I have a gift for you."

Saori Kitagawa stared at Kazuma suspiciously and put on a defensive posture: "What are you doing? Isn't it the kind of clothes that you want to give me? I can't wear them!"

"Where did you want to go. Didn't you lose your hairpin during the battle last time? I just picked one for you when I passed the shopping street on my way back."

Saori Kitagawa looked suspiciously at Kazuma: "You... go to the shopping street of this kind of neighborhood and choose gifts for girls? Are you serious?"

Kazuma: "Otherwise, where else can I choose a gift?"

"This...this is Tokyo, there are so many big shops!"

"Do you think I can afford the things in the big stores?" Kazuma, "gifts don’t make sense to buy without your own money, right?"

Saori Kitagawa raised her eyebrows: "Well...it seems reasonable. But let me explain, if the hairpin is not good-looking, I won't wear it!"

Kazuma smiled and took the very beautifully packaged small bag from Tamamo, "Are you stupid? Of course I didn't choose it. There are so many girls who provide me with suggestions."

"You, generally, even if there are other girls for reference, they won't say it, right?" Kitagawa Shaouri shook his head and sighed, "Will you ever pick a girl? Come on, get it, let me see What to look at."

Kazuma: "Come here and I will wear it for you."

"No! You bring it, I will wear it if I like it!"

Kazuma has no choice but to give the exquisite little bag to Saori Kitagawa.

Shiraz Kitagawa tore the strap open and clamped it upside down.

"This is... red beans?" She looked at the three red beads on the hairpin, "Red beans give birth to southern countries? You..."

Sakuri Kitagawa's face turned red all at once.

Kazuma only reacted at this time.

He didn't think much about it, but he took the opinions of the girls, and then adopted the suggestion of Jinguji Tamamo.

Only now did he realize the meaning of red beans. The last sentence of Wang Guowei's "Lovesickness" is "this thing is the most lovesick". As a Chinese, he did not think of it for the first time and was disqualified.

He glared at Yuzao, who smiled and said, "Isn't it okay?"

Sao Kitagawa glanced at Yuzao and sighed: "What, is it actually the opinion of the egg? It was put together. Long snacks Kazuma, are you not Dongdasheng? You don't know such a famous Tang poem ?"

Kazuma frowned: "Why don't I know? I'll tell you, this poem has a subtitle called Jiangshang Gifts Li Guinian. This Li Guinian is a man, a musician. Wang Guowei is a good brother to see him off , Where did you think of it?"

Saxuri Beichuan was stunned: "Uh... this..."

"Is lovesickness only between men and women?" Kazuma continued to say, "Both good brothers can also be lovesick!"

Shaxuli Beichuan held back for a long time, unable to say a word to refute, and could only give up: "Okay! I was wrong! I am a good brother!"

She said irritably, and at the same time fiddled with the bangs on her forehead and clipped the hairpin.

She seems to like this hairpin.

Wait a minute...

Kazuma is coming back again-a second time.

He looked at Yuzao.

Yuzao smiled and said, "Isn't it good?"

At this time, Saori Kitagawa turned his attention to the first half of the broken bamboo sword, and Kenji Shiratori, who had just managed to deal with the bruise: "What is going on? Why did Nanjo beat this man? Who is he?"

Kazuma: "He is Kenji Shiratori, the youngest son of Interpol Shiratori, in the second year of Waseda University. Just when Honami got angry, he shot him off."

Saori Kitagawa made an "Eh" voice and turned to look at Honami.

"Is Nanjo so good? How about I have a fight with her?"

After Saori Kitagawa finished speaking, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Honami shook her head: "No. I want to reflect on the impulse just now, and it's getting late. It's time to prepare for tonight's barbecue party."

"That's it." Beichuan Shaxuri shrugged, and then he noticed the word barbecue, "Wait, what are you going to do tonight? BBQ? Is this okay? Let people who have just recovered and discharged from the hospital eat such... such intense food. "

Kazuma: "Isn't it good?"

"Um... you think it's okay." Kitagawa Saori licked his lips. "But, your family doesn't have any money to buy good meat, right? I called and asked the farmer to take care of my family to send them some?"

"Who said there is no good meat?" Senior sister Kanaka Miwa, who had just sent the meat to the kitchen with Amo, rushed back. "Although my family mainly raises horses, there are also a lot of cattle! Compared to Matsuzaka Snow Cattle Not bad!"

"Really, the barbecue also needs fruits and vegetables, and your home also brought them?"

Gan Zhong Meiyu patted her chest: "Of course! Except for green peppers!"

…Why except for green peppers?

Mei Jiazi also noticed this question, so she smiled and said, "Senior Miyu, you were picky eaters and not green peppers! You are just a child!"

"There is no good!" Xiao Budian senior sister retorted loudly.

Saxuri Beichuan: "Then I will let the farmer my family take care of to drive some green peppers over."

"No delivery!" Gan Zhong Meiyu opened her arms and guarded the door to the hallway where the phone was placed.

Honami suddenly said, "I still want some green peppers. Vitamins can be used for beauty."

"Cucumber is enough for vitamins!" Gan Zhong Meiyu used the minds of college students!

Everyone in the dojo laughed.

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