Kitahara Shuji couldn't help but straighten his back two points, remembering Yukiri's words relayed by her mother - a first-rate drunkard, a second-rate swordsman, a third-rate doctor, a fourth-rate cook, and a fifth-rate husband.
The second-rate swordsman that my wife calls? Although it is a joke between husband and wife, but to be able to put the swordsman first, he must have some strength.
However, he felt carefully for a moment, but he didn't find that Fukuzawa Naotaka had a fierce aura, which was completely different from the Ronin swordsman's temperament in the meditation battle-could it be that he was not generally strong and had reached the point of returning to his original nature?
When Fukuzawa Naotaka saw that he was thoughtful but didn't answer, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "Don't you understand?"
Kitahara Shuji straightened his posture and said politely: "Please give me some advice." As the saying goes, there is no end to learning, and there is no shame in asking if you don't understand.
Fukuzawa Naotaka pointed at his head and said with a smile: "Swordsmen need to use their brains, Kitahara-kun! There are so many people in this shop. The three girls have a grudge against me and will not come to my place. Apart from you, you
Do you think any of the remaining ones will knock on the door?”
Kitahara Shuji's breath caught in his chest and abdomen, and he felt tight in his chest for a while - thinking that this middle-aged man was so powerful that he had some sense of aura, secret skills, etc., such as hearing flying flowers and falling leaves within ten meters. It turned out that
I just raised a bunch of salty daughters, none of whom are polite.
This really left people speechless! But then he felt a little sympathetic. It was quite troublesome to have such a group of daughters. It was really not easy.
"It's just a joke, Kitahara-kun, come on, please use it!" Looking at him, Fukuzawa Naotaka laughed and held up the wine bowl to indicate that they could drink together. Kitahara Hideji took a look at the wine glass and found that the wine was very turbid and inside
There were many green cotton-like objects floating in the air, and they were still shimmering, making the whole bowl of wine glow with a glaze color. Seeing that Fukuzawa Naotaka had finished the gulp and was intoxicated with his eyes closed, he took a few sips.
The taste is sour and astringent, but then the tip of the tongue begins to be sweet again, which lingers for a long time. It feels a bit similar to Chinese mash - probably this is what maojiu refers to. Rice wine is fermented in liquid form without being filtered or distilled.
There is slag-like substance.
I heard that children used to drink this stuff as a drink, and it really didn’t have much alcohol content.
He took a shallow sip, mostly out of politeness. A strict and self-disciplined person like him is generally not interested in tobacco and alcohol, but Fukuzawa Naotaka liked 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 serve you sake. My eldest daughter now only allows me to drink this..."
Kitahara Shuji put down the wine bowl and said politely: "It has a different flavor, not bad." As he spoke, his face became more sympathetic - Do you even want to take care of your bully eldest daughter? You are really miserable, but I guess
She's probably not crazy enough to hit you, but speaking of it, the younger ones are the most unlucky.
"As long as you like it." Fukuzawa Naotaka seemed to be very interested in chatting, so he added some more to him and asked with a smile: "By the way, Kitahara-kun, have you also practiced swordsmanship?"
"I've been practicing for a while." Kitahara Shuji said vaguely.
"Which dojo is it at? I heard from the second girl that Kitahara-kun's swordsmanship is very complex. Have you practiced in many dojos?"
"No, I taught myself from books."
"Self-taught?" Fukuzawa Naotaka looked more serious, his body straightened a lot, and asked softly: "What books are they in?"
Kitahara Shuji casually mentioned the title of the book. Books such as "The Book of Five Rings" are all modern printed matter. Although they cannot be said to be popular products, they are definitely not undisclosed secrets and there is no need to hide them.
Naotaka Fukuzawa nodded slowly while listening. Finally, after hearing what he said, he pondered for a long time and asked slowly: "Is that all?"
"Yes, Mr. Fukuzawa."
Fukuzawa Naotaka's expression fell into a state of confusion. After a while, he murmured to himself: "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 drink, and said with a wry smile: "Kitahara-kun is really talented and enviable..." He paused, looked at Kitahara Hideji carefully, and then said, "
I'm not surprised that Kitahara-kun can defeat the eldest daughter. Although the eldest daughter is competitive, she is a child without talent. At least in the field of swordsmanship, no matter how hard she works, she will never achieve anything worthy of praise in her life. But I didn't expect you.
Being able to outperform two other girls, 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 speech, he became a little confused again. He shook his head slowly. Kitahara Shuji instinctively said modestly: "Actually, Ms. Shirley's strength is much better than mine. Mr. Fukuzawa, she was at a disadvantage just by accident. If we compete again,
I am not necessarily your opponent, you are exaggerating."
Naotaka Fukuzawa still shook his head gently, "No, Kitahara-kun, I asked you in detail about your fight with the two girls. Although her words were a bit confusing, I can tell that Kitahara-kun is capable. The reason why I said this...
…Does Kitahara-kun know how long the two girls have been practicing swordsmanship?”
"This...is not clear."
"Eleven years and two months. Ever since I discovered her talent, I have taught her carefully for eleven years and two months. But Kitahara-kun beat her with just a few self-study books - self-study
I'm afraid it only started when I was a teenager, right? Was it more than three years ago?"
Kitahara Shuji hesitated for a moment and shook his head slightly - not lying, he has actually been practicing for only more than a month now, and it really hasn't been more than three years. Although he has suffered some hardships and practiced hard, it is really just a excuse.
The cleverness of the plug-in.
It's just that this involves the biggest secret of his survival. He really can't tell the truth to outsiders, so he can only look apologetic on his face.
Naotaka Fukuzawa looked at him silently, with a complicated look in his eyes, and finally said softly: "Less than three years of self-study is comparable to my more than ten years of teaching. It's really enviable to be talented!" After saying this, he said softly:
The loneliness on his body became even stronger, and his face was sallow with blue-gray color, as if he had suddenly aged several years. After a long time, he slowly said: "I am a person without talent, that is, an incompetent person.
I have accomplished nothing in this life, and I really envy someone as talented as Kitahara-kun, who makes Kitahara-kun laugh."
As he spoke, he touched the jug and wanted to pour wine, but Hideji Kitahara stretched out his hand to hold the jug and said softly: "Mr. Fukuzawa, I'm sorry, please don't drink any more."
This Fukuzawa Naotaka looks like a drinkable drink, but I don’t know whether he was born with a poor alcohol capacity or is too weak now, or maybe he has just drank a lot, and this dark wine, which is not even as good as beer, feels a little drunk - he
If you say you have no talent, then at least from the perspective of an alcoholic, you really have no talent.
Naotaka Fukuzawa has a good temper, but perhaps he has lost his energy due to the many major failures in his life. When he wanted to drink and was stopped by a young man like Kitahara Hideji, he didn't get angry, and he didn't take the opportunity to drink like crazy, but sighed.
With a sigh of relief, Kitahara Hideji moved the wine bottle aside.
He was silent for a while, then turned around and took out a white envelope from the bookshelf behind him and handed it to Hideji Kitahara. He said softly: "I will not talk about these decadent nonsense. It is not suitable for a young man like Kitahara-kun who is just going forward bravely.
Let's get down to business...Kitahara-kun is here to say goodbye, right? This is the employer's recommendation letter as agreed before, and there is also a little severance pay, which is not much, so please don't refuse."
Kitahara Shuji hesitated and took it with both hands, lowered his head and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fukuzawa." Associating with smart people saves time and effort. If my daughter hadn't been such a jerk, it would actually be quite enjoyable to work here.
"I apologize to you again on behalf of my daughter, Kitahara-kun." Fukuzawa Naotaka changed to a straight seat and bowed his head deeply.
Kitahara Hideji quickly returned the gift, bowed his head and said: "You are too polite. It bothers me a little to be so polite. Mr. Fukuzawa, please don't be like this."
He also has a soft-spoken temperament, and when others respect him, he will return the favor. Fuyumi's parents lowered their attitude so much that most of the resentment in his belly disappeared.
After all, Naotaka Fukuzawa was old, and it was rare to have such a gesture. He raised his head and said regretfully: "I originally hoped that Kitahara-kun could become friends with my daughter. The eldest daughter has a bad temper and has had no friends since she was a child.
, the enemy memorized more than thirty pages. Mr. Beihara is about the same age as her, but dozens of times more mature and stable than her, and his strength is better than her in all aspects... Sorry, this is my little selfishness as a father.
, I originally hoped that Kitahara-kun could temper her temperament and let her know some good things. After getting along for a long time, he might be able to discover the advantages in her and let her have the friendship of her peers, but... it is such a pity."
Kitahara Shuji bowed and whispered: "I'm sorry for living up to Mr. Fukuzawa's expectations." He really didn't find any advantages in Xiaoluotou. He felt that she was a powder keg that would explode at the slightest moment. No, most of them didn't.
After a while, she blew herself up. She was like a lunatic - unreasonable, brutal, rude, uneducated, petty, willful... She had all the shortcomings that humans can have, and she was simply a textbook negative example.
"It was my fault in raising my daughter that made her too naughty." Naotaka Fukuzawa looked really regretful, "When she was young, I was too obsessed with my own things and didn't pay much attention to her. She was always disciplined by her mother.
, and her mother is a very, very gentle lady, and she cannot be strict with her, but it was fine at that time, and there was still some restraint, 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 Shuji bowed again and said nothing - he had nothing to say. When a father scolds his daughter, it is not convenient for him to give a thumbs up and say, "You are absolutely right, your daughter is a bastard!"
In that case, no matter how good-tempered and generous Fukuzawa Naotaka is, he will probably turn against him and beat him up.
Fukuzawa Naotaka also stopped talking. It was too late to say anything now. He could also understand Kitahara Hideji. Whoever met a guy who poked people in the eyes for no reason could not stand it, even the daughter of his employer - the eldest daughter and Kitahara Ichi.
When the fight started, Lao Si Lao Wu immediately came to report, but he ignored it and let the young people sharpen each other, which made Lao Si Lao Wu very disappointed.
He asked softly: "Kitahara-kun, are you ready to resign directly?"
"I can wait until I find a new person before I leave." Kitahara Shuji's character is to always do things from beginning to end. What's more, he is really a conscientious boss in front of him. Even if he doesn't want to breathe the same air as the little carrot head, he is still willing to endure it for a few more days.
Naotaka Fukuzawa smiled: "Actually, it doesn't matter. I just cancel their rotating vacations. But I still want to thank Kitahara-kun. We are destined to meet each other. I boast that I am half of Kitahara-kun's elder.
Then you have to think carefully about this parting gift..."
Kitahara Hideji quickly stopped: "I have been taking care of you for a long time, please don't bother."
This man was so particular that his heart began to waver, and he began to feel a little ashamed for hitting the little carrot head - at least he shouldn't have hit him so hard. The guy will probably have to show off his face for the next four or five days.
This is how powerful it is to use softness to overcome strength. Not only did he lose all his temper, but he also seemed to have done something wrong. It is true that no one who is good at fighting can achieve great feats.
"It's not anything valuable, just a little thought." Naotaka Fukuzawa turned around and rummaged through the bookshelf for a while, then pulled out two thread-bound books and handed them to Kitahara Shuji, "If you don't mind, please accept this.
, which makes me feel better."
Seeing that it was Shu Kitahara Shuji, he could accept the low price. He took it gently and thought about how to return the favor - the annoying little carrot head was not included, if Yukiri was there
If you encounter any trouble at school, you can help. I guess this middle-aged man also has such a meaning. Try to help the eldest daughter to resolve his anger, so as not to become an enemy. By the way, he can also try to take care of the second daughter.
Alas, it was difficult for him to have such troubled daughters.
However, he felt that the father in front of him was a little too worried. Xueli probably wouldn't encounter any trouble. It would be nice if she didn't hit others, and no one could bully her. Fortunately, she was a kind-hearted girl.
If Carrot Head had that temper, he might have become a school bully.
After thanking him, he looked at the cover of the paper-bound book and was slightly surprised - "Ono Itto-ryu Mysteries Explanation" and "Rigid Body Technique" were written in hand-written calligraphy, and the pen was as sharp as a sword, sharp and formidable.