My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

Swordsman?

Hideji Kitahara couldn't help but straighten her back, remembering what Yuri told her mother - a first-rate alcoholic, a second-rate swordsman, a third-rate doctor, a fourth-rate cook, and a fifth-rate husband.

The second-rate swordsman my wife calls? Although it was a joke between husband and wife, but being able to put the swordsman in front must have some strength.

However, he felt it carefully for a while, but he didn't find that Fukuzawa Naotaka had a ferocious aura, which was completely different from the aura of the ronin swordsman in the meditation battle—couldn't it be that he was generally strong and had reached the point of returning to nature?

Fukuzawa Naotaka saw that he was thoughtful but didn't answer, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Don't you understand?"

Hideji Kitahara corrected his posture, and said politely: "Please advise." The so-called learning is endless, and it is never shameful to ask if you don't understand.

Fukuzawa Naotaka pointed to his head, and said with a smile: "Swordsmen need to use their brains, Beiyuan-kun! There are only so many people in this store, and the three girls have a heart for me, so they won't come to my place, except you, you Who else do you think will knock on the door?"

Hideji Kitahara breathed out between his chest and abdomen, and felt tight in his chest for a while—this middle-aged uncle is so strong that he has some sense of aura, secret skills, etc., such as flying flowers within ten meters, and falling leaves. It's just raising a bunch of salted egg daughters, none of them are polite.

This is really speechless! But then he felt a little sympathetic. Having such a group of daughters might be troublesome enough. It's really not easy.

"Just kidding, Kitahara-kun, here, please use!" Seeing his appearance, Fukuzawa Naotaka laughed, holding up the wine bowl to signal for a drink together. Kitahara Hideji took a look at the wine glass, and found that the wine was very cloudy, with many green cotton-like objects floating up and down in it, and shimmering, making the whole bowl of wine glow with a glass color. , closed his eyes and was intoxicated, so he took a few sips.

It has a sour and astringent taste, but then the tip of the tongue begins to turn sweet, and it lingers for a long time. It feels a bit similar to Chinese wine mash—probably turbid wine refers to this kind. After the rice wine is fermented in liquid state, it has not been filtered and distilled. Has scum.

I heard that children used to drink this thing as a drink, and it is true that there is not much degree.

He just took a sip, mostly out of politeness. A strict and self-disciplined person like him is generally not interested in tobacco and alcohol, but Fukuzawa Naotaka likes it very much. He closed his eyes for a long time before saying: "Can you drink it?" Are you used to it? It’s a pity that I can’t entertain you with sake, the eldest daughter only allows me to drink this now..."

Kitahara Hideji put down the wine bowl, and said politely: "It's not bad, it's unique." As he spoke, his expression became more sympathetic—does that bully eldest daughter of yours even care about you? You are really miserable, but I guess she hasn't gone crazy enough to even hit you, speaking of which, those little ones are the most unlucky.

"Just like it." Fukuzawa Naotaka seemed very interested in chatting, and added some to him, and asked with a smile: "By the way, has Kitahara-kun also practiced swordsmanship?"

"I've practiced for a while." Kitahara Hideji said vaguely.

"Which dojo is it in? I heard from the second daughter that Mr. Beiyuan's swordsmanship is very mixed. Have you practiced in many dojos?"

"No, they are all self-taught from books."

"Self-taught?" Fukuzawa Naotaka looked a little more serious, and his figure became taller, and asked softly, "What books are they?"

Kitahara Hideji casually mentioned the title of the book, "Five Rings Book" and the like are all modern printed matter, although it can't be said to be bad street stuff, but it is definitely not a secret, there is no need to hide it.

Fukuzawa Naotaka nodded slowly while listening, and finally heard him finish, and asked slowly after a long time of contemplation: "Is that all?"

"Yes, Mr. Fukuzawa."

Fukuzawa Naotaka's expression fell into a state of confusion, and he muttered to himself after a long while: "Is it true that I can't even be a teacher?"

Kitahara Hideji didn't know why, so he called softly, "Mr. Fukuzawa?"

Fukuzawa Naotaka came back to his senses, poured himself another cup, smiled wryly and said, "Kun Kitahara is really talented, you are enviable..." He paused, looked carefully at Hideji Kitahara, and said, " I am not surprised that Bei Yuan-kun can defeat the eldest daughter. Although the eldest daughter is competitive, she is a child without talent. At least in the swordsmanship, no matter how hard she works, she will not be able to achieve any commendable achievements in this life, but I did not expect you To be able to beat the second daughter, apart from being a girl, I always thought she was the most perfect achievement in my life, but I didn't expect..."

At the end of his talk, he was a little confused again, shaking his head slowly, Kitahara Hideji instinctively said modestly: "Actually, Ms. Yuri's strength is much better than mine. Mr. Fukuzawa, she was only slightly inadvertently at a disadvantage. If you try again I'm not necessarily Ling'ai's opponent, you are too strong."

Fukuzawa Naotaka still shook his head lightly, "No, Kitahara-kun, I asked you about the situation of your fight with the second daughter in detail, although what she said was a bit confusing, but it can be heard that Kitahara-kun is capable, the reason why I said that... ...Does Kitahara-kun know how long the two girls have practiced swordsmanship?"

"It's...not very clear."

"Eleven years and two months, since I discovered her talent, I have carefully taught her for eleven years and two months, and Mr. Bei Yuan surpassed her by self-study with only a few books—self-study I'm afraid it started when I was a teenager? Has it been more than three years?"

Hideji Kitahara hesitated for a moment, then shook his head lightly—it’s not a lie, he’s only practiced for more than a month, not more than three years. It's a clever trick.

It's just that this involves the biggest secret of his survival, and he really can't tell the truth to outsiders, so he can only have a sorry face.

Fukuzawa Naotaka looked at him silently, with complex expressions in his eyes, and finally said softly: "Less than three years of self-study is comparable to my more than ten years of teaching. Talent is really enviable!" After saying this, he The lonely air on his body became more intense, and his face was sallow with blue-gray, as if he had suddenly aged several years. After a long time, he said slowly: "I am a person without talent, that is, an incompetent person. I have accomplished nothing in this life, I really envy such a talented person as Beiyuan-kun, and made Beiyuan-kun laugh at me."

While talking, he picked up the jug and wanted to pour wine, but Hideji Kitahara reached out and pressed the jug, and said softly: "Mr. Fukuzawa, I'm sorry, please don't drink any more."

This Fukuzawa Naotaka seems to be good to drink, but he doesn't know whether he is born with a limited capacity for alcohol or his body is too weak, or he has drunk a lot just now. If you say you have no talent, then at least from the perspective of an alcoholic, you really have no talent.

Fukuzawa Naotaka has a good temper, perhaps because of many major failures in his life, he has lost his vigor at all. When he wanted to drink, he was stopped by a young man called Kitahara Hideji, but he didn't get angry, and he didn't take the opportunity to go crazy with alcohol, but sighed With a sigh of relief, Kitahara Hideji moved the flagon aside.

He was silent for a while, then turned around and took out a white envelope from the bookshelf behind him, handed it to Hideji Kitahara, and said softly: "I won't say these decadent words, it's not suitable for a young man like Kitahara-kun who is going forward bravely, Let's get down to business... Beiyuan-kun is here to say goodbye, right? This is the letter of recommendation from the employer we agreed on earlier, and there is a little severance pay, which is not much, please don't decline."

Hideji Kitahara hesitated to take it with both hands, bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fukuzawa." It saves time and effort to associate with smart people. If it weren't for my daughter's being a jerk, working here is actually quite pleasant.

"Apologize on behalf of my daughter again, Kitahara-kun." Fukuzawa Naotaka changed to the main seat and bowed his head deeply.

Hideji Kitahara hurriedly returned the salute, bowed his head and said, "You are too polite, even being so polite bothers me, Mr. Fukuzawa, please don't do that."

He also has a soft-tempered temperament, and when others respect him three feet, he will return another ten feet. Dongmei's parents lowered their posture so low, and most of the resentment in his stomach disappeared immediately.

Fukuzawa Naotaka is old after all, it is rare to have such a posture, he raised his head by himself, and said regretfully: "I originally hoped that Kitahara-kun could become friends with my daughter, but the eldest daughter has a bad temper and has no friends since she was a child." However, the Qiu family memorized more than 30 pages. Beiyuan Jun is about the same age as her, but he is dozens of times more mature and stable than her, and his strength is also better than hers in all aspects... Sorry, this is my little selfishness as a father I originally hoped that Mr. Beiyuan could sharpen her temperament and let her know what is good and what is bad. Maybe after getting along for a long time, she might discover her good points and make her have the friendship of her peers, but...it's such a pity."

Kitahara Hideji bowed, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry for disappointing Mr. Fukuzawa's expectations." He really didn't find the slightest advantage in Xiaoluotou, and felt that she was a powder keg that would explode at the slightest touch. No, most of them blew themselves up before waiting for a while, like a neuropathy-unreasonable, brutal, rude, uneducated, narrow-minded, willful... She has all the shortcomings that human beings can have, and she is simply the opposite of the textbook typical.

"It's because I can't teach my daughter well, which made her too stubborn." Naolong Fukuzawa looked really regretful, "When she was young, I was too obsessed with my own affairs, so I didn't care about her, and her mother always disciplined her , and her mother is a very, very gentle lady, and she couldn't be strict with her, but it was okay at that time, and there was still a restraint at last, but when her mother was gone, her temper became even weirder, and when I wanted to discipline her But I don't know how to talk to her... It's all my fault."

Kitahara Hideji bowed again and didn't say a word—there was nothing to say. When the father scolded his daughter, it was inconvenient for him to give a thumbs up and say, "You are so right, your daughter is a bastard"!

No matter how good-tempered Fukuzawa Naotaka was, no matter how generous his temper was, he might turn his back on him and beat him up.

Fukuzawa Naotaka also stopped talking, it was too late to say anything now. He can also understand Hideji Kitahara, whoever meets a guy who pokes someone's eyes for nothing, even the employer's daughter can't stand it - as soon as the eldest daughter fights with Kitahara, the fourth and fifth will come to inform you immediately, but He didn't care, and let the young people sharpen each other, which disappointed the fourth and fifth.

He asked softly, "Mr. Beiyuan, is he going to resign immediately?"

"I can wait until I find a newcomer." It is Kitahara Hideji's character to do things from beginning to end, not to mention that he is a conscientious boss in front of him. Even if he really doesn't want to breathe the same air as Xiaoluotou, he is willing to endure it for a few more days.

Fukuzawa Naotaka smiled: "Actually, it doesn't matter, just cancel their vacation in rotation, but thank you Beiyuan-kun. It's fate that we met once, and I boast that I can barely be half of Beiyuan-kun's elders, Then you have to think about this parting gift..."

Hideji Kitahara hastily stopped: "I have been taking care of you for a long time, please don't worry about it."

This person is so fastidious that his heart was shaken slightly, and he began to feel a little ashamed for hitting the little carrot on the head—at least he shouldn't have hit him so hard, that guy probably will spend the next four or five days learning from his face.

This way of overcoming rigidity with softness is very powerful, not only did he lose his temper at all, but he also seemed to have done something wrong. It really is no great achievement for a good fighter.

"It's not something valuable, just a little care." Fukuzawa Naotaka turned around and rummaged through the bookshelf for a while, pulled out two thread-bound books and handed them to Kitahara Hideji, "If you don't mind, please accept this." , so I feel better."

Seeing that it was Hideji Kitahara heaved a sigh of relief, things with low prices were acceptable. He took it lightly, thinking about how to repay the favor—not counting the annoying little radish, but if Xueli encountered any troubles at school, he would be able to help. It's a simple meaning, try to help the eldest daughter dispel her anger, don't really become an enemy, and let yourself try to take care of the second daughter by the way.

Alas, it's hard for him to have such troublesome daughters.

However, he felt that the father in front of him was a bit paranoid. Xueli probably wouldn't encounter any troubles. She would be fine if she didn't beat others like that, and no one could bully her—fortunately, she was a kind-hearted girl. If he had the temper of Luobotou, he might have become a campus bully.

After thanking him, he looked at the cover of the paper-bound book, and was slightly surprised—"Ono Yidao Ryu Mystery Explanation" and "Rigid Body Technique" were still written in handwriting, with the sharpness of the brush like a sword, sharp and compelling.

This is not right!

The daily change is 7,500, and the last few days of the new book period have the audacity to beg for a wave of tickets!