"Have you been to Tokyo before?"
"I'm more familiar than you think."
After dinner, Tsutomu asked this question. She was a little confused.
Because after dinner, the two drove around the city for more than an hour. Jiaming was driving, so it was obvious that he was familiar with Tokyo. Although she didn't care much about shopping, Tsutomu could roughly recognize that several places along the way were actually Pei Luojia's secret industries. Jiaming didn't avoid her. Before passing by, he focused on observing many things around him, such as the surveillance cameras on the street, traffic lights, patrolling policemen, the nearby police station, and so on. It was not the first time she saw it, but just to consolidate the memory of the past.
Why Jiaming came to Tokyo? Tsutomu had doubts in her heart, but no matter what, since Jiaming didn't take the initiative to say, she didn't want to ask. The most important thing was that he came here, so she would do her best to help him … Of course, the word "help" might not be accurate. In her heart, especially after knowing the identity and achievements of Jian Suyan, Jiaming has always been almost invincible.
After returning to Tsutomu's house, Tsutomu helped Jiaming to go through the identity authentication process. In fact, this matter was naturally not as strict as Buntaro said. Since he was her friend, she just said a few words. After returning, Jiaming had already taken a bath and was lying in bed reading manga. The volume of the TV was turned up very high.
After Tsutomu took a bath, she hugged the panda doll and sat on the bed with her legs bent while watching TV. About 11 o 'clock, Tsutomu returned to her room. The lights in the yard were off, and both of them were asleep. The sound of crickets chirped outside the house.
At the same time, in the villa where the head of the Tsutomu family lived, the light in the study on the first floor was still on. Tsutomu Masako was reading information behind the desk. There were three people in the room. Two of them were middle-aged elders and ninjutsu masters of the Tsutomu family. The other young man was Tsutomu Tsutomu's brother, Tsutomu Tsutomu.
Speaking of which, Zhe Ye was actually born from Yuechi Seung Kong's mistress. In other words, when he was born, his mother was still his mistress. Chosun's mother was the first wife. Although there were no feelings between them, this title had never changed.
Since then, the man named Zheye had never had a good impression of his half-sister. However, he used to be abroad. Just now, he came back after two years. He didn't have many opportunities to see his sister, so they didn't have much contact.
Looking at the changes in the Tsukuchi Family in the past two years, Tsukuchi Zhengkong was obviously very satisfied with his son who wasn't good at ninjutsu, but was very reasonable when it came to talking. He even had the idea of handing over the future of the Tsukuchi Family to him. First, he probably also realized the awkward situation of the Tsukuchi Family at this time, so he wanted to be more open-minded and make necessary changes to the Tsukuchi Family. Second, most people who know him know that he has a preference for boys over girls. Since Tsukuchi Zhengkong is a girl, no matter what she does, it is an established fact that she will not be valued.
"You don't have to tell me about this, Zhe Ye. I've already heard about it.
Tsukuchi Zhengkong cleaned up for half a month in order to let her classmate live here. This matter … "
Putting down the information in his hand, Tsukuchi Zhengkong nodded and didn't say anything for a while.
Although he has a serious preference for boys over girls, the feeling of having a daughter is still different. Of course, at first, he was indifferent to Tsukuchi Zhengkong in many ways. Even if he hated his wife, this daughter is still his. However, since the indifference between father and daughter has lasted for so many years, of course, he won't take the initiative to make up for it. But after hearing the news today, there was a complicated feeling in his heart.
His daughter, who became indifferent after the death of his wife, suddenly paid attention to the things around her. She spent half a month cleaning up the house, and even the rooms that should represent painful memories were replaced without hesitation. Although he didn't pay too much attention to his daughter for many years, her serious attitude was obvious to everyone.
But now, it turned out that his daughter had cleaned up her mother's belongings in order to entertain a boy. This made him feel somewhat displeased, and as readers, perhaps we could also think that this was more or less similar to the sentiment of "a daughter is half of her father's ass."
"I also heard that my sister has been busy for more than half a month. Of course, it's normal for her to entertain a friend, but she is now the fiancée of Tsukuchi-kun. Although Tsukuchi-kun has been entertaining guests from China for martial arts exchange recently, he may come over at any time. I just think that if he sees this kind of thing, it will cause unnecessary misunderstandings."
"I think Zhe Ye's worries are reasonable."
Tsukuchi Zhengkong wasn't a powerful dark force. They said that they were cooperating with Takama-ga-hara, but in fact, it was better to rely on them. Therefore, Tsukuchi Zhengkong's likes and dislikes were the most important.
After Zhe Ye finished speaking, a middle-aged man next to him also agreed.
Tsukuchi Zhengkong sighed, "I will talk to her tomorrow morning."
Tsukuchi Zhengkong nodded, "I think it's fine to change the room for her classmate. I believe my sister will understand."
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The next day, before dawn, Kaoru got out of bed as usual. She wore a simple sweatshirt and walked to the corridor. When she saw that Jiaming was already sitting there, tying his shoelaces, she couldn't help but admire him. After three years of Jiaming's training, her five senses had become unusually strong. In such a quiet morning, even the sound of insects crawling in the courtyard couldn't escape her ears. However, she didn't even notice that Jiaming had gotten out of bed.
Jiaming turned around and smiled at her. Then, he pointed at her forehead, "If you tie a white turban on your forehead and write the word 'victory' on it, you will become a young and beautiful girl in anime."
Kaoru was surprised, "Not everyone is like that."
"Ha, you lead the way?"
"Yes."
As Kaoru jogged out of the courtyard, the night was as dark as ink. Lights could be seen in the forest. At this time, some people had already gotten up to do something.
They walked out of the residential area and entered a small path in the forest. The forest was dark, but it didn't hinder them at all. They jogged forward.
"Tianyu hasn't been here recently, right?"
"I didn't look for him. However, I heard that Tianyu is receiving a group of guests for a martial arts exchange. Mr. Chen of the Sacred Heart is also among them."
"Oh, Chen Guxia …"
As they jogged and chatted, Jiaming nodded. He didn't pay much attention to the news that had nothing to do with him in the past few months. However, he thought that Pei Luojia's situation wasn't good. After the secret fighting gradually calmed down, it was time to do something boring. Yanhuang Awakening, Dark Heavenly Zither, and Takama-ga-hara had united. With Takama-ga-hara's help in Japan, Pei Luojia wouldn't do something boring at this time and intensify the conflict.
"For a martial arts exchange, it should be against Huang Juan's dojo."
"Well, it should be Master Huang Juan's Hidden Kendo Dojo."
Huang Juan's Hidden Kendo Dojo was extremely famous in Japan at this time. Even if the other party was Pei Luojia's man, Kaoru still used honorifics when speaking of him.
Jiaming nodded with a smile. Of course, he knew this person. He used to be Pei Luojia's instructor, but he stopped working before Jiaming joined. However, he still occasionally showed his skills. After all, he used to be an assassin. His killing skills were better than Ōuchi Chōnō's. Within ten meters, most of Pei Luojia's first-class assassins had their arms cut off before they could pull out their guns. The full force of the Sword Drawing Technique could even cut through walls or iron plates.
"Teacher Chen's injuries have already recovered. He's still very good at fighting, but compared to Huang Juan, he should still be a little worse. Of course, he purely came to Japan to demonstrate, so he shouldn't be involved. As long as Pei Luojia doesn't dare to kill people, it proves that their strength has declined.
But speaking of Huang Juan … "Jiaming thought for a moment." Then there's a project … "
"Teacher, do you want to compete with Huang Juan?"
"Huang Juan is easier to kill than Minamoto No Yoritomo …" Jiaming smiled noncommittally. But speaking of which, Minamoto No Yoritomo was probably easier to kill. As long as he caught the girl who sold noodles and made her commit suicide in front of him … maybe that fool would really do it …
They chatted and jogged. After circling around the back of the mountain, a faint white color appeared on the horizon. When they came out of the forest, they saw a square not far ahead. Next to the square was a large indoor training ground. At this time, twenty to thirty people were holding katanas and fighting in the square. The crisp sound of weapons clashing could be heard constantly. Some people who were accidentally injured were bandaging their wounds as if nothing had happened.
At the intersection of the small road next to the square, there was a middle-aged man about fifty years old with a serious expression. Next to him was a young man about twenty years old, who looked like a gentleman.
Seeing the middle-aged man, Xun's mood changed a little.
Of course, Jiaming knew Yuechi Zhengkong and Yuechi Tetsuya. But speaking of Yuechi Zhengkong, if he didn't appear in front of him now, he would have almost forgotten about him. Although he might be the future leader of the Yuechi family, no one took him seriously. Many things he said made sense, but in Jiaming's impression, he came to the Yuechi family as a spy and fooled these people. Until the Yuechi family was destroyed, this guy didn't do anything impressive. Seeing him now, it was a pity.
Perhaps if he was given a few years, he would be able to do something that would be remembered by others.
"They are … my father and stepbrother."
Xun whispered to Jiaming. When they got close, Yuechi Zhengkong looked at them and said, "Xun, come with me. I have something to tell you." He looked at Jiaming with a disapproving gaze.
After the father and daughter walked away, Yuechi Tetsuya walked over with a smile.
"Gu Jiaming?
Hello, my name is Yuechi Tetsuya, I am Xun's brother. "
"Hello, I often hear Xun talking about you."
"Uh … Really?"
"Haha …"
Jia Ming smiled noncommittally. At this moment, the two of them were standing at the edge of Dawn Glimmer's training ground. From afar, Buntaro seemed to have seen Jia Ming. He stopped fighting with others and walked over.
"Gu Jun's Japanese is really good, did Xun teach you?"
"Self-taught."
"Oh, that's really good." Yuechi Tetsuya is also used to living abroad, so he always has a foreign accent in Japanese.
"I think it's because of the good choice of teaching materials."
"Haha, that must be it … By the way, please don't mind me saying this. Does Gu Jun know that Xun is engaged to someone?"
"I heard about it."
"Xun's fiancé is one of the heirs of the Kawasaki financial group. His name is Masanori Amami, and he is also very accomplished in the field of biology. He will probably come here in a few days. I think Gu Jun will get along well with him …"
These words were actually not very polite, and there was a strong hint of warning in them. Probably because he thought that Jiaming was just an ordinary student, so he was too lazy to be perfunctory.
At this time, Buntaro had already approached Jiaming with his katana. He smiled and walked over to him. Compared to yesterday's fierceness, this time he had a friendly face.
"Hi, Xun's classmate, did you come out to train too? Yesterday was a misunderstanding, and some things, haha, I'm just doing my job. You understand … Hi, Tetsuya."
Jiaming smiled and shook hands with him, "Gu Jiaming."
"Oh, yes, yes, Gu Jiaming. According to the customs of China … Do you mind if I call you Jiaming? What do you think?
The information says that you have learned martial arts, so you must have some understanding of swordsmanship. I know that China's martial arts are very powerful. After watching for so long, do you feel excited and your blood is boiling?
Come down and play? "
"No, let's not. Use a real katana?"
"A real katana is a test of strength and can also train courage. Although Xun is a girl, she also grew up like this. What do you think?"
"It's not good to hurt people."
"Don't worry, we're all used to it. We know what to do. In your words, don't overdo it. Haha, of course, if you want to play with a katana, that's fine too."
Before Jiaming could answer, they looked to the side of the forest. Xun was the first to walk out with her head lowered. Behind her was Yuechi Masako, who had an even more serious expression.
Seeing the two people beside Jiaming, Xun's gaze became a little nervous, "What do you want?"
Jiaming frowned slightly and took a few steps forward, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Xun lowered her head again. However, even if there wasn't enough light, they could still see that there was a clear red mark on her cheek. Just now, the father and daughter couldn't come to an agreement, so Yuechi Masako lost his temper.
Hearing Kaoru's question, Buntaro spread his hands and said, "It's nothing, we are just … err, asking Jiaming to come down and have some fun. Using a bamboo blade, that … didn't Jiaming learn martial arts from the dojo before? We are just here to verify the … difference between our martial arts, he he …"
Xun looked at Jiaming, who was a little helpless, with a complicated gaze. Buntaro spread out his hands and smiled. Yuechi Masako walked over with a serious expression. Seeing his father's expression, Yuechi Zhe could roughly guess the outcome of the conversation. He had an idea, "How about this, Buntaro is the strongest among us. Why don't I exchange pointers with Gu-kun? What do you think, Gu-kun?"
According to the information on Jiaming's profile, he was afraid that he had only learned a few sets of fist techniques in a private martial arts school to strengthen the body. Looking at Yuechi Zhe's confident expression, and then looking at the palm print on Xun's face, he sighed. So be it.
"Alright then, let's play …" (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com to read more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)