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Early the next morning, Kazuma turned on the TV the first thing I got up.

Japan's TV sets have to pay for it, regardless of whether it is watched or not. In particular, the British BBC set is bound to every TV terminal.

Chiyoko had long wanted to stop the TV at home to save money, but Amao took the test of Dongda. Dongda's exams include some current affairs, and it is possible to give essay questions from the latest hot events, so Chiyoko finally gave up cutting off the TV. Plan.

Now that Kazuma turns on TV early in the morning, it can be regarded as a bit of a role for the TV fee that has been paid.

The TV shows the morning newspaper reading program, which is to read out some excerpts from the newspaper published this morning.

What I am reading now is "Sudden Death of Sophia University Professor".

After hearing a few words of Kazuma, she heard the voice of Mikako coming downstairs and turned off the TV with her backhand.

Mikako stretched out and yawned and appeared at the door.

"It seemed like there was a TV sound just now? How about the payment?"

"You are famous." Kazuma said.

"I knew this yesterday, right." Mikako shook her head, "Anything else?"

"Not for the time being. Senior Sister Takamizawa has no class today. She will accompany you at home, so you can retreat and reflect on it."

Mei Jiazi pursed her lips immediately: "You have to go to school, I'm like this, don't you accompany me more? Credits are more important or I am more important."

"Credits are important." Kazuma said categorically.

Mikazi immediately ran to the corner of the living room and squatted to face the corner: "I am autistic! Now I am autistic! Only if you hold me and apologize to me for Kazuma, I can do it!"

Kazuma: "Okay, you shut yourself up first, remember to come to eat when you are hungry."

"Oh."

After Kazuma was finished, I went to the dining room to have breakfast. Just sitting down, Mikako ran over.

Kazuma asked her: "Are you autistic?"

"I'm hungry! I'm going to continue after eating." Mikako said as she opened the stool and sat down, "Chiyoko, I'm hungry!"

"I know, I know, here." Chiyoko put all the rice, bread and fried eggs in front of Mikako, and then poured a glass of milk for her.

Kazuma looked at the breakfast of the combination of things in front of Mei Jiazi, and then looked down at the slices of bread and butter in front of me.

"Chiyoko, you are treated differently!"

"You said you don't eat plain rice in the morning."

Kazuma frowned, he has been traveling for more than a year, and he is not used to the habit of eating dry meals in the morning in Japan.

I want to eat noodles and fried dough sticks.

Kazuma while eating bread slices with butter, while planning to save a little private money, go to Chinatown in Yokohama to see if there are such things as deep-fried dough sticks, steamed buns and soy milk powder.

The worst thing is to find a tea restaurant and eat some shaomai bamboo noodles.

After eating the bread, Kazuma stood up: "Then I'm going to school."

"Yeah. I left my brother's schoolbag in the hallway, and the monthly pass I just changed today."

Kazuma also froze for a moment: "Is it time?"

In this era, there is no such advanced electronic card reader, and it is impossible to store value on the bus card. The monthly pass is all the kind of thing with a picture of a person, like a certificate, and the name of the passenger and the time of use are written in a conspicuous position. .

When the time is up, you have to go to the office of the bus company to pay for a new monthly pass.

Kazuma forgot to change the monthly pass. Fortunately, there is Chiyoko, otherwise he will spend cash today.

Taking a car from Gurdjieff's home to Dongda, even if you take public transportation, is a lot of money, which will make the poor Kiryu family worse.

Kazuma arrived at the entrance, took the schoolbag and monthly pass, put on the shoes and opened the door, facing him, the camera flashed wildly at him.

He calmly waved to the reporters, as if he was a foreign politician visiting Japan.

"Mr. Kiryu! How do you evaluate your girlfriend for killing Professor Qiane, a famous international relations scientist?"

Kazuma: "First of all, that was my apprentice. Second, she was not the one who scolded her to death. At that time, she was just expounding her academic views normally. As a result, Professor Qianjiang became sick. This is a pity. coincidence."

"But there is a testimony that your apprentice Ms. Mikako mentioned that Japanese women had to sell their bodies in exchange for chocolate after the defeat. This was the inducement for Professor Qiane to vomit blood!"

Kazuma showed a sad expression: "Professor Qianjiang has always blamed himself for his misjudgment of his strategy for leading Japan to war. He believes that his mistakes caused Japanese women to sell their bodies in exchange for chocolate to feed their children. If all right-wingers can have Professor Qianjiang's awakening, then Japan's future will be saved.

"My apprentice never expected Professor Qianjiang to blame himself like this. She thought that Professor Qianjiang had a thick skin like other right-wing scholars, and she did not expect that things would turn out like this."

After saying Kazuma bowed to the reporters: "On behalf of my apprentice, I apologize to everyone."

After bowing to Kazuma)," the reporters did not embarrass him too much.

When I arrived at the University of Tokyo, Kazuma didn't think I was more noticeable than usual.

Probably because he is usually very eye-catching, he has reached the threshold, and it is impossible to be more eye-catching.

As soon as Kazuma entered the teaching building on the front foot, I saw an old man with glasses beckoning to him in the direction of the teacher's office.

It is Professor Urashima who teaches archaeology.

Kazuma as a law school student, naturally did not have a class of archaeology, I can remember that this professor is purely because his surname is Urashima, so Kazuma can't help but think of the story of Urashima Taro's visit to Dragon Palace. .

Professor Urashima watched Kazuma without moving, and he waved harder, accompanied by a whispering call: "Come on! Come here!"

Kazuma can only walk past with a look of confusion.

Professor Urashima pulled Kazuma into the office.

Japanese professors have their own research rooms, and they don't come to the teaching building if they have no class.

The office on the side of the teaching building is a place for a tea break during class, and it can be regarded as a public space that can be used together.

"When the old man Qianjiang died yesterday," Professor Urashima said straightforwardly, "Are you also at the scene?"

Kazuma nodded: "I'm here."

"That's great, tell me, how did he die?"

Kazuma is a bit miserable, and he doesn't know if Professor Urashima is an enemy or a friend-although he looks like a melon-eater, he looks like a friendly army, but who knows if this is a performance.

Therefore, Kazuma carefully described the scene at that time, and has been leaning on the side of normal academic debate.

Professor Urashima showed a disappointed expression: "That's it? Just like that, he died?"

Kazuma: "Ah, yes, maybe he is not in good health."

Professor Urashima curled his lips: "Well...Speaking of which, the girl from Sophia University is your apprentice, isn't it? Did you teach her those insights?"

Kazuma: "No, I discussed it with her. I also participated in the same department of Jinguji Tamamo, and Nanjo Honami from Keio University."

In fact, it was taught by Kazuma, but Kazuma now doesn't want to take prestige all on itself, and Meijiazi now needs this prestige even more.

"That's it, it's a discussion. I thought you taught it. Then you can understand the reason for Qianjiang's frustration."

Professor Urashima shook his head.

Kazuma suddenly remembered what Professor Qiane had said before his death, so he said to Professor Urashima: "Actually, I had a few words in the mouth yesterday. Professor Qiane's evaluation of this is..."

"What is it?" Professor Urashima was overjoyed, watching this Kazuma, "What did he say?"

"He said with regret that the former Imperial University has become a left-wing lair."

Professor Urashima laughed: "Did he say that? Did he really say that? What was his expression when he said it?"

Kazuma raised his eyebrows, and immediately said the expression on Professor Qiane's expression when he said this.

Just then another old professor opened the door and came in. Kazuma saw that this was Professor Irie who taught anthropology. This semester I chose this one as an elective course.

"What is so happy?"

"Listen to me," Professor Urashima took Professor Irie's hand. "Before Qiane died, he said Dongda was a left-wing lair."

"Really?" Professor Irie also seemed very happy. "Did he really say that?"

Kazuma don't understand, is this something to be happy about?

Professor Urashima pointed to Kazuma: "He is at the scene, and Qiane said to him."

"So Qianjiang was scolded to death by a student of East University?"

Kazuma: "No, I didn't scold him to death, but during the academic debate, he happened to have a heart problem."

"Well, it looks like a good student of Sukagawa." Professor Irie gave a thumbs up to Kazuma.

Sukagawa Kazuko is a professor who teaches criminal law-related courses at the Law School, and he will also be a consultant for activities such as moot courts in the Faculty of Law.

Kazuma scratched his head. At this time, the door opened again. Professor Mita, who teaches sociology, came in: "Oh, it's so lively? Who is this student, what's wrong?"

"No mistakes, he is the Kiryuu Kazuma."

Professor Mita helped his glasses and stared at Kazuma: "Which Kiryuu Kazuma? Is it famous?"

"Of course, he is often in the news."

"I don't watch the entertainment version..."

"It's not entertainment, he's on the social version, the last time a US military helicopter fell in central Tokyo..."

"Oh, it's the Kiryuu Kazuma! I didn't reflect how to write Chinese characters." The old professor made a voice of enlightenment.

Even the old professor is helpless because of the inconsistency of Japanese pronunciation and text.

"So what is he doing here?" Professor Sanda asked again.

"Yesterday, his apprentice..."

"Can he still have an apprentice?"

"The kendo apprentice. His apprentice scolded Qian Jiang to death."

"Is that your apprentice?" Professor Mita smiled openly, and came up to shake hands with Kazuma, "Not bad, not bad."

"In the end, Qian Jiang said that our Dongda University is a left-wing lair!" Professor Urashima said.

"Hahaha, I don't even know that the left wing still has a nest."

Kazuma squinted and looked at Professor Mita's beaming expression, thinking that he might have found the lair of the left wing.

At this time the door opened again, and the professor who Kazuma did not know came in.

"What's so happy? I heard laughter outside."

"Let me tell you, before Qian Jiang died, he said that our Dongda was the lair of the left wing."

"Hahahahaha, really? Oh, Professor Gao Liu, you are here too, let me tell you, didn't Qianjiang died yesterday? Before he died, he said that our Dongda was the lair of the left wing!"

"Really? What else did he say? Did he scold us?"

Kazuma was stunned, facing this beaming scene, he didn't know what to say.

Maybe we should sing the Internationale?

If this group of professors are invited to attend Qianjiang's farewell memorial service, I am afraid that it is not going to come to the grave with gongs and drums.

Kazuma is keenly aware at this time that perhaps the opportunity to save Mikako's future lies here.

So he cleared his throat and said loudly, "Professors!"

The beaming professors stopped talking and looked at Kazuma together.

Kazuma: "Excuse me to celebrate, but I have something to ask you. My apprentice is a very talented girl with a keen intuition and excellent judgment on international relations. With her own charm, Princess Sissi, who calmed down the Italian rebellion, went to Sophia University, which is famous for training diplomats!"

This is a lie!

In fact, Meijiazi just chose a school that is better known for its own strength and is well-known!

But at this time Kazuma can't take care of that much.

"Now she may be expelled from Sophia University for this incident, and she may also face prosecution by Qianjiang's widow. In the future, she may face social death because of being rejected by the whole society. Because of fear of such a future, she now puts herself Locked back in the room, I didn't think about tea and rice, and washed my face with tears."

This is a lie!

This morning, Mei Jiazi added meals three times and snatched the omelette from Kazuma.

Now she is probably boring in the dojo at home!

"Everyone, don't you bear to see such a great young man ruining his future in this way?"

Kazuma looked sad and indignant, clenched his fists, and scanned the room with sincere eyes.

"Everyone, please help my apprentice!" After finishing Kazuma, he bowed to everyone, 90 degrees.

As I bowed, tears just came out of my eyes and dripped to the ground.

The professors looked at each other.

At this time, the professor with the most beards in the room pushed his glasses: "This thing, if it happens in our own discipline, it's actually very easy to handle, it's a one-sentence thing. Who is not a master?"

When the voice fell, the professors in the room nodded together: "Yes, our subject is easy to handle."

"My subject, those young stingers, hit the teacher in three days, and I didn't see me being mad. To put it bluntly, Qianjiang was in poor health and had a small mind."

"Yes, the opponent is a young female student, not Zhuge Liang, how can I still be **** off?"

"I think, maybe the female student is too beautiful, and the blood surges..."

"Fuck it, you can't say ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the people who lost us at Dongda. Converge a little! At least on the surface, you have to be distressed!"

Kazuma coughed a few times, and interrupted the proficiency of the professors: "Everyone, is there really no way to do it?"

"Yeah." The old man who said "Who is not a master" at the beginning nodded, "No one here is an expert in international relations. At present, we can't talk about this incident."

"How come you can't speak, you are all big, you can write something and send it to academic journals..."

"It's useless to publish academic journals for this matter." Professor Mita interrupted Kazuma, "I will tell you how useful it is. When you have to ask the TV station to do this related program, please come to us, or the newspaper will target Do an exclusive interview on this matter and visit us. Then we can talk. Now it is the group of people in the international relations circle who are being invited, and we have nowhere to talk if we want to talk."

Kazuma pursed his mouth.

Professor Mita continued: "You have to take this matter out of the circle. For example, let him have sociological value, then I will be invited. Otherwise, we can only show you like this Concerned."

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