I Teach Kendo in Tokyo ~

After drinking the coffee slowly, Kazuma drove into the car and went straight to the address given by Hashimoto.

This address is in Okura, which crosses most of Tokyo.

But Kazuma didn't take the city route-anyway, the starting point was Odaiba, so he simply drove up to the coastline and drove along the coast.

"Wait a minute!" Asano looked at the sea on the left hand side, "Why are you driving along the beach? Don't you want to go to Okura?"

"I'm afraid we won't be able to get out when we enter the city. Although the sea is far away, you see, the whole journey is smooth."

Asano raised his eyebrows and looked at Kazuma suspiciously: "It's really just for this reason? Why do I think it's not so innocent?"

Kazuma thought for a while, and slapped the steering wheel: "Well, I confess, I just want to stop by and take a look at the Wisconsin that is visiting."

"Huh? What are you looking at?"

"A ship of the same type in Missouri, this is worth seeing." Kazuma said enthusiastically.

Asano frowned: "You Dongda, is it the left-wing lair or the traitor lair? Isn't it a shame to lose in the battle?"

"What shame is this. Before the end of the war, the Japanese were militant, and the people were too poor. You didn't read Horigotsu Jiro's memoirs. Before the war, he came home from get off work and saw a little **** the side of the road with her younger brother and sister hungry. My stomach is waiting for my parents to go home from get off work. Such a country would be destroyed.

"So I want to cheer loudly at the end of the war, okay! It's a pity that the Americans didn't hang them, otherwise it would be perfect."

Asano seemed to be shocked by the words in Kazuma, he glanced at Kazuma: "If this is before the war, your words will be enough for Tecco to shoot you."

"Look, you also know that the prewar was a **** era, right? So of course I have to take a look at the Missouri's same-class ship that signed the surrender agreement."

Asano: "Well, you can watch it. But is today an open day?"

"I don't know, I won't go up again. I'll just look at it from a distance." Kazuma said, looking at the sea on the left, and said, "Even if you can't see the battleship, it's good to see the seascape." ."

Asano replied in an annoyed manner: "You can watch the seascape all day at the resident, but you are not tired of it? Yes, you are busy all day with the beautiful reporter sister. I think it is strange that the reporter industry is still man-dominated, right? Why are all beautiful female reporters here to interview you?"

Kazuma murmured "Where did I know", but in fact he knew that these were all the pots of Takashi Hanabu, which rendered Kazuma into a saint of love and sentiment, making people think that a beautiful female reporter was sent You can grab an exclusive by its beauty.

Of course, Kazuma is completely absent from them, and the strategic determination is still very good.

Asano was speechless, his eyes turned to the window.

After a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "You are so charming, why don't you take Mrs. Kitamachi directly? She will cheat, mostly because Mr. Kitamachi has a physical defect, and women also need it."

This made Kazuma laugh, because he remembered what Honami said last night.

"What are you doing? Suddenly convulsions? Hold the steering wheel well!"

Kazuma: "Don't worry, I am skilled in the car."

"So why are you laughing out of nowhere? Are you possessed?"

"No, I remembered that my apprentice said the same thing to me last night."

"What the same thing?"

"Even lesbians are in demand-I mean, women are in demand."

Asano: "Isn't this nonsense? If there is no need, what do the male idols promoted by Genesis eat? By the way, the police department added that you are also in the entertainment industry, don't you know?"

Kazuma curled his lips: "I know."

In Japan, male idols and male stars are two concepts, and idols are the bottom of the entire entertainment circle. Even if most idols are popular, they are regarded as the credit of the firm.

Unless the idols themselves have a background in a theater company, most of them are the money-making tools of the firm and eat their youthful meals.

Before 1975, Japanese male stars were either taking the orthodox acting route, or were professional singers, and rarely became idols.

Around 1975, firms including Genesis began to launch various idolized men's groups, which paid more attention to appearance than talent.

To put it bluntly, it depends on the value of the face to eat.

Of course, there is no such "growth idol" as it was later. The idols of the Showa era are actually different from singers only in their singing skills, but they have also entered the professional level.

Showa idols even need to be able to work as a carpenter and pick up electric drills to repair doors.

Kazuma, as a half-footed person in the entertainment industry, of course knows this very well.

He also has a big reporter friend, who usually listens to the secrets of the entertainment industry by Takashi Hanabo.

Asano: "I think Jeanis has recently launched a new group, completely following the visual line, but the singing skills are not good at all, and it is a little better than the karaoke level."

"Satisfied. In more than ten years, there will be idols who are not at the level of Karaoke Maiba."

"Really? What do idol fans look at? Just look at their faces?"

"Otherwise?" Kazuma asked rhetorically.

"That's so meaningless." Asano frowned, with a look of disgust, "It would be better to destroy the entertainment industry if it becomes like this."

Kazuma: "I agree."

Kazuma from the era of flood of traffic stars can't wait to raise both hands and feet to agree.

Then the cab fell silent, only the roar of the engine.

Asano suddenly said, "Seriously, can you use your charm to win Mrs. Kitamachi? This will save a lot of effort."

"What do you think, I don't have the ability to pick up girls."

"Hey, so many beautiful apprentices have obviously been soaked."

"That depends on my personality charm." Kazuma boasted brazenly.

But Asano didn't sneer. He stared at the blue sea reflecting the afternoon sun outside the window for a while, and then agreed: "Indeed, the police department is damned attractive when you are carrying a knife. Although I am a man, and I don't have that aspect of it. Fetish, but I still have to admit it."

Kazuma tilted his body to the side, extending the distance from Asano.

"Drive well, don't have a car accident." Asano said, and then he changed his words. "Now it seems that Mrs. Kitamachi's derailment is a certainty. The question is, does the Kitamachi police department know about it? If you know that Mrs. has been unfaithful. Isn't it weird to hand over his hand over to Madam? Does he still expect Madam to take these things to avenge him?"

Kazuma: "Maybe there is no other person to trust except his wife. He is the police department of the police department, and the police department has no tradition of matching people with partners."

After all, the daily work of the police department is basically fighting various documents, and handling official documents does not require the fetters of partners.

Unlike the criminal police, who have developed a bond with his partner may be able to send out a pair of combo skills while fighting.

If you accumulate enough bond points, you can start riding skills, ride on your partner's neck, and then the two will launch a reloading rush together.

Kazuma tells Asano all this.

Asano: "What is it? The partner still has this function?"

"Of course I did. I tried it when I was running on the table," said Kazuma.

"Don't take the running team's stalks as facts!" Asano said speechlessly.

But immediately he asked enthusiastically: "What is the specific situation?"

"You are also interested in running groups?"

"I ran, and I played with people when I was in police college. At that time, I ran Dungeons and Dragons. I am still playing the communication running group."

The communication team is to write their actions as written and send them to the host of the game, and then the host writes the results of the actions and sends them back.

In fact, it is equivalent to an interaction through postal services.

Many companies in Tokyo are doing this now, and among those who act as the host and write the reply, there are a large number of well-known scriptwriters in the future.

Such as Xu Yuanxuan.

It's not surprising that Asano has a running communication team Kazuma, he recalled for a moment, he told Asano what happened when running the team in the previous life as what happened in this life.

"It was a group of Cthulhu rules at the time, and a group of people waited to explore an ancient tomb in Egypt."

"Wait a minute, the Cthulhu rule... is the COC? Wow, isn't this a new rule recently?"

"Yes, yes, you know that we were in the New Weird Research Association in our college days? They studied Cthulhu and various folklore studies. The seniors of our society have basically become folklorists and folklorists."

Asano was speechless: "Then how many of your seniors are still alive?"

"Living well, Cthulhu is all fake, okay? Most folklore legends are basically the embodiment of people's awe of the power of nature in the age of underdeveloped technology."

Kazuma said so, he is also Yuzao's blue-faced confidant, of course, he must seize the opportunity to contribute to the elimination of the mystery.

"Okay, okay, keep talking." Asano urged.

"In short, our story was about exploring an Egyptian tomb, and then our school sister got a character card of a doctor of archaeology in a wheelchair."

In fact, this was done by a friend of Kazuma in the previous life. Now, for the convenience of telling, Kazuma puts this story on Senior Sister Kanzhong Miwa.

Anyway, that friend in Kazuma was quite short in his previous life, which is just right.

"This wheelchair is a powered wheelchair driven by Nima's internal combustion engine. As a result, the host of the game (KP) actually allowed her to use this card to run the team.

"Then in the process of exploring the ancient tomb, I encountered an indescribable monster. This doctor of archaeology decided to use a wheelchair to run the road. The host couldn't let this guy pass the extremely difficult identification of car driving skills.

"As a result, this product was a big success, so he drove up in a wheelchair."

Asano laughed and was overjoyed.

Kazuma continued: "At that time, I was about to be dropped by my teammates. I looked at my character card and found that I had high riding skills, so I applied to the host for a riding appraisal."

Asano laughed and barked.

"As a result, I also threw a big success, so my character, a sturdy man riding on the neck of the archaeologist, and the archaeologist drove his internal combustion engine wheelchair rushing through the tomb.

"The host was speechless by both of our great successes, so he decided to make the person who witnessed this wheelchair fly by because he doubted his life and had to perform a rational assessment.

"Unexpectedly, this group of people usually failed in various appraisals, but it turned out that all the appraisals were successful this time.

"Not only that, this group of people also climbed onto the wheelchair through the extremely difficult check."

Kazuma paused to better brew emotions.

"So," he said solemnly after brewing good emotions, "in ancient Egyptian tombs, a wheelchair powered by an internal combustion engine, like a motorcycle in an Indian military parade, took a bunch of people and ran wildly."

Asano laughed and sighed: "It's really hard for you to let the host of the game die."

"He couldn't stand us long ago, and wanted to kill him several times.

"It's a pity that although our group of people failed various identifications when looking for clues, they succeeded in various fancy ways when they escaped.

"At this time, facing this wheelchair running wild in the tomb, the host couldn't bear it anymore. He decided to airborne the BOSS in front of us.

"He intends to use an extremely difficult lucky identification to determine whether they will collide with the BOSS fiercely.

"As a result, our group of people threw out another big success.

"At this time I said:'I have my fighting weapon in my hand. I think we should all have a fight judgment.'"

"Didn't the host jump up and strangle you?" Asano asked with a smile, and answered by himself after asking, "Oh, yes, the host probably can't beat you."

"Obviously I can't beat it." Kazuma went down to the donkey, and then continued, "Maybe the host has also given up. He is already anxious to send us away the plague gods to start a new game with other kind-hearted players. The regiment. So the host agreed that everyone in the wheelchair would be judged for a fight."

Kazuma stopped and skillfully demonstrated his selling skills.

Asano also bought it and urged loudly, "Say, what happened in the end?"

"We smashed the BOSS." Kazuma then said the ending.

Asano was so happy that he took pictures of his thighs continuously.

After laughing enough, he adjusted his breath and said, “It's really fun to run a group. You can move freely. As long as you can beat the host, you can do whatever you want. Unfortunately, it's not like this in reality. If we are now For the death of the Kitamachi Police Department investigated, the key evidence can be grasped by throwing a dice, so there is no need to work so hard."

Kazuma: "Yes."

Asano was about to say something~www.mtlnovel.com~ suddenly pointed to the front and shouted: "Hey! Look at the sea! Is that the Wisconsin?"

Kazuma turned around and saw the beautiful Iowclass hull.

"Yes, that's it." Kazuma was also happy, after all, this was the first time he saw a battleship in service.

In his previous life, Kazuma also went to the Wisconsin, but at that time he had been changed to a museum.

I don't know if the Museum Wisconsin can move like Missouri to fight aliens.

Kazuma looked at the mighty battleship and exclaimed: "He is so beautiful."

"Yes, it's beautiful." Asano nodded in agreement, and added, "I don't know what the Yamato would be like if it were still there."

"It's impossible to survive. Even if it survives the war, it will be scrapped and sold for money." Kazuma said.

Asano curled his lips: "Cut, I have no dreams."

Chapter end