I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kiryu Kazuma heard the sound of the door opening from the entrance and immediately took a deep breath.

——Success or failure depends on this! Impress Chiyoko's heart with delicious food, and then sell the dojo...

In fact, Kazuma is not particularly good at cooking, but it should be enough to fool the fourteen-year-old Chiyoko.

As soon as he adjusted his expression, Chiyoko appeared in front of the kitchen door: "Brother, what are you doing?"

"Ma Po Tofu, isn't it delicious?"

There are two types of Chinese cuisine in the minds of Japanese people, one is Tianjin fried rice and the other is Mapo tofu.

Tianjin fried rice is not a Chinese dish at all, so Kazuma doesn't know how to make it. He doesn't even know what it tastes like. After all, he has just traveled through time for two weeks, and the family he traveled to doesn't have the money to eat it. Chinese cuisine.

But Mapo Tofu and Marco can make it.

Kazuma specially asked the manager of the Yaohan store on the shopping street to get a jar of Guizhou hot sauce. He originally wanted to get Lao Gan Ma, but in 1980, Grandma Tao had not yet industrialized her craft, and the Lao Gan Ma Group was established. Sixteen years later.

Even this bottle of so-called Guizhou hot sauce is not sure whether it is really produced in Guizhou, but Hema tasted it and thought it was okay.

Kazuma has already tasted the mapo tofu he made, and his sister Chiyoko will definitely like it.

After winning your sister's favor, you must convince her to sell the dojo!

Chiyoko sniffed hard: "Well, it smells very good. Brother, how can you make this?"

"Learn from the teachings on TV!" Kazuma said the words he had prepared long ago.

Chiyoko looked at Kazuma suspiciously, but finally decided not to care about it: "Okay, then the curry I bought will be ready tomorrow. Is the rice cooked?"

"certainly!"

"Where's the miso soup?"

Kazuma hesitated for a moment - he did it and forgot to make miso soup. Japanese people are similar to Cantonese people. They must drink soup when eating. They will feel unhappy without miso soup.

In particular, Kazuma traveled to a family that ran a dojo. They paid more attention to tradition and had unusual persistence in this regard.

Chiyoko sighed, threw her schoolbag on the dining room table, and began to roll up the sleeves of her school uniform.

It's still early spring, and it's time for Japanese schools to change their uniforms. Chiyoko is wearing a long sailor winter coat from the Koshikawa Girls' High School she attends, and a sweater issued by the school.

Although it was early spring, it was also very cold in early spring in Japan. Kazuma couldn't help but want to wear a down jacket when he went out, but Chiyoko was wearing a sweater, a long sailor suit, and a short skirt, which made her feel cold.

Kazuma had suggested that Chiyoko wear thicker black stockings, but she said it would make her legs look thicker, so she insisted on wearing 80 denier stockings when going out.

The slender legs and the slightly flesh-colored stockings naturally look very eye-catching, but as long as you look at Chiyoko's face, you can tell that she is very cold.

Chiyoko armed herself with an apron, opened the refrigerator, and took out the fish and kelp: "All the tofu is gone? You can also save a piece to make miso soup. However, because the mapo tofu is so fragrant, today Let’s make do with it.”

Chiyoko quickly threw the processed fish into the frying pan - it will taste better after frying it until it becomes fragrant and then using it to make miso soup.

Kazuma: "How about you rest, I'll do it."

The mapo tofu has been made, and Kazuma has nothing else to do now, so he just stands and watches if he doesn't want to do it.

Chiyoko glanced at him, showing no intention of stopping what she was doing.

Suddenly, she asked: "Brother, are you thinking about selling the dojo again?"

Kazuma was caught off guard by the surprise attack.

Chiyoko sighed: "As expected."

"Sumitomo Construction's bid has already reached 70 million. If we sell this house, we can buy an apartment in a good location and still have a lot of money left..." Kazuma saw this and started to persuade directly.

Chiyoko slapped the chopping board with the fish frying shovel, sending the kitchen knife on the chopping board flying into the sky. However, Kazuma caught the knife before Chiyoko could.

"Ichido, although you have also been trained in Rishin-ryu, I am the master of this dojo." Kazuma reminded his sister seriously.

"You also know that you are a teacher! When my father was critically ill, didn't you promise that you would carry forward the dojo?"

Kazuma secretly complained that the one who made the guarantee was your real brother, but I was not.

Kazuma's current body is not his own. It belongs to the Japanese Kiryu Kazuma, and the soul in the body is the Chinese Wang Jian from the future.

As a time traveler from 2020 to Japan in 1980, Kazuma has a very clear understanding of what he should do.

Having traveled through time and space, it must be a career.

He Ma has not thought about the specific career, but it is always right to make some money first.

There is a dojo in the house that Hema crossed over, but it is a run-down dojo with no students, and all the adults in the family are dead. The brother and sister now rely on their savings to survive.

Judging from the amount of savings, the Kiryu family obviously did not enjoy the dividends of Japan's economic boom. The brother and sister had to live a careful life, which probably lasted until Kazuma graduated from high school.

This is without any unexpected situation. If Kazuma or Chiyoko gets sick or something, given how expensive medical care is in Japan, they will basically have to live on the street.

Kazuma must make money.

In his previous life, He Ma was a moonlighter, working in a foreign trade company with good profits. He thought that the company's profits were so good that it would never fail. As a result, he wasted all kinds of money and failed to save any money.

Unexpectedly, at the beginning of 2020, the world economy was hit hard due to well-known reasons. Hema's company, which was engaged in foreign trade, suddenly lost all its orders and went bankrupt in an instant.

Kazuma was suddenly destitute, reduced to the point where he couldn't even pay the rent.

The harsh beatings of life have engraved the lessons deeply into Kazuma's genes.

This time he decided to take precautions and earn a deposit first. The more the better.

So after he figured out the situation, he planned to make money.

The fastest way is naturally to sell the dojo.

Japan has just entered the decadent 1980s, and development is going on everywhere. The Kiryu family's dojo happens to be within the newly designated redevelopment area.

Sumitomo Construction, the company responsible for the development, visited Kazuma three times in the two weeks since he crossed over, and the prices he offered were getting higher and higher.

Of course Kazuma was moved - rather than recruiting students from scratch and reviving the dojo, it would be easier to make money by selling the dojo.

After selling the dojo and getting the first pot of gold, you can then invest in some industries that are bound to make money based on the memories of future generations, such as buying shares of Apple, or going to Kyoto to find a long-established brand called Nintendo that makes Hanafuda cards and invest in them. But the premise is that he must first earn the first pot of gold.

Selling the dojo is the fastest way to make this money.

This must be done quickly. It's 80 years now, and Nintendo will develop the FC in two years. If I invest in it at that time, I'm afraid I won't be able to buy even a hair for 70 million.

The same goes for other investments. If you miss this window, the entry threshold will be hundreds of times higher.

To earn this first pot of gold, you must be quick! The sooner the better!

It’s definitely too late to start a dojo from scratch.

Besides, even if he wanted to revive the dojo, Kazuma was powerless.

It's not that he didn't have enough strength. Before he time traveled, he was a martial arts player. He followed the new generation master who came to BJ to open a separate dojo, learned from the master of Kyden, and even got a rank.

Although he hasn't practiced to the point where he can get the kendo, that doesn't mean he can't be a teacher and teach others the way of swordsmanship. What's more, this body has inherited the muscle memory, experience and knowledge of Kiryu and Ma. Kiryu and Ma are real kendo boys, winning the championship in the county competition and going to the national competition.

However, who would go to a dojo where the teachers are 18-year-old high school students to learn kendo? Isn’t it delicious in a big shop with a master chef?

Therefore, selling the dojo is a natural choice.

But there is a roadblock to this choice, and that is Kiryu Kazuma's sister Kiryu Chiyoko.

"I'm so disappointed in my brother!" Chiyoko glared at Kazuma, "This dojo has so many memories, and you actually sold it for 70 million!"

"Chiyoko," Kazuma put the knife in his hand out of Chiyoko's reach and persuaded him with earnest words, "it's enough to keep the memories in your heart. Do you think those memories are superficial things that will disappear if you lose this dojo? Are you insulting those precious memories?"

"Brother, when did you become so good at quibbling?" Chiyoko asked.

"I'm right! We're living a miserable life now..."

"What a tragedy! Aren't we well fed, clothed, warm, and housed well?" Chiyoko interrupted Kazuma.

"How long has it been since you bought new clothes?" Kazuma asked.

"This...new clothes are not necessary!"

"And you're fourteen years old, it's time to buy cosmetics!" Kazuma continued to attack! Japanese girls start learning makeup very early, which is different from that in China.

"I don't want to be too young, nor do I want to be the center of the class. I don't need cosmetics!"

"Then...then I can't afford the tuition for college in the future with my savings!"

"Then you should enter the national competition and win the championship! Then a school will provide you with a scholarship!"

Kazuma wanted to say something else, but Chiyoko said, "Anyway, if you sell the dojo, I will jump off the Tokyo Tower!"

Kazuma could only shut up.

In the online articles he read before traveling through time, there were many male protagonists who were decisive in killing and devoted themselves to becoming stronger and pursuing the high road. If he was that kind of male protagonist, he would probably sell the dojo directly without caring about the life or death of this girl whom he had not actually known by blood for less than two weeks.

But Kazuma couldn't do it.

When Chiyoko is not talking about the dojo, she is well-behaved and sensible. She does almost all the housework, is very considerate of her brother, is a very good sister, and is good-looking.

Kazuma couldn't ignore her existence and carry out his plan.

——It’s okay, where sincerity leads to gold and stone, given time and hard work, one day...

Kazuma looked at Chiyoko's angry face and was about to say something to lighten the mood when he heard the doorbell ring.

Chiyoko was speechless: "Tsk, it must be someone from Sumitomo Construction again!"

She turned off the fire and walked out of the kitchen angrily, heading towards the entrance. She remembered something halfway and turned around to enter the dojo.

Kazuma hurried to follow, and met Chiyoko coming out with a bamboo sword at the door of the dojo.

"What are you doing?"

"Tell those guys to give up their unrealistic ideas!"

Chiyoko pushed Kazuma aside and rushed towards the entrance with a bamboo sword in hand.

Kazuma hurried to follow, but was unable to stop Chiyoko from opening the door.

"Don't come again! Otherwise I will beat you into pig heads!"

"Chiyoko! What are you doing! The police will come to trouble us if we are really beaten into pig heads! What's wrong with you?"

Kazuma looked at Chiyoko, who looked like she was under a petrification spell, in confusion, and then glanced out the door.

Four burly men stood outside the door. Although they were wearing suits, the colors of the suits were unusually exaggerated.

The leader was wearing a floral suit with white flowers on a black background, and a bright red shirt underneath the suit.

The man was not wearing a tie and had an insignia the size of his thumbnail pinned to the lapel of his suit.

As soon as Kazuma saw this posture, he knew that this was the legendary Yakuza.

The man in the colorful suit said nothing. The bald boy next to him stepped forward and shouted angrily at Chiyoko: "Who do you want to beat into a pig's head? Go ahead!"

Chiyoko was just a fourteen-year-old girl. She had never seen a real Yakuza before. She was so frightened that she took two steps back and almost dropped the bamboo sword in her hand.

Kazuma took a step forward, pulled Chiyoko behind him, and took the bamboo sword from his sister's hand.

"Who are you?" he asked.

In fact, Kazuma knew very well that in Japan, it was very common for the Yakuza to collude closely with construction companies. Many Yakuza predecessors were originally mutual aid societies formed by construction workers and dock workers for self-protection.

These people in front of me, no need to ask, must be "collaborators" of Sumitomo Construction.

At this time, Hua Xiui spoke up: "Don't get me wrong, we are your new neighbors. The office is just two blocks away. If anything disturbs you two in the future, please forgive me."

The bald man put his hands in his pockets, bent down and approached Kazuma, and said with a mouth full of meat: "Please give me more advice in the future~"

Although he said "please give me some advice," his vicious tone and his signature tongue flick were simply threats.

It seems that if the dojo is not sold, these guys will cause trouble later.

The man in the fancy suit waved his hand, turned around first, and led a group of boys in suits away.

Chiyoko poked her head out from behind Kazuma and made faces at the man's back.

Kazuma: "We'd better sell the dojo, otherwise these people will continue to cause trouble."

"I don't want it! Let them come! Japan is the country with the best security in the world!" Chiyoko said stubbornly.

He Ma couldn't help but hold his forehead.

It stands to reason that after traveling through time, having a girl, a house, and both parents passing away, the two happy things added together should be double the happiness.

But it seems that if this continues, I will have to test the actual combat effectiveness of the combat skills I learned in 2020.

Shinto-ryu is said to be the most practical kendo among Japanese kendos, and I don’t know if it is useful for fighting Yakuza gangsters.

Kazuma thought as he weighed the bamboo sword in his hand.

——Just in case, let’s practice swinging the sword tonight.