I Teach Kendo in Tokyo - Vol 4.3 Chapter 177

Kazuma found a valid reason for being lazy, and then got up and walked to the dojo.

The living room of the head of the family is connected to the dojo via a corridor. When Kazuma stretched into the dojo, I heard the sound of dancing with breaking wind.

Looking sideways, I saw Qingliu was practicing sword skills in the dojo, but instead of a bamboo sword in his hand, he was holding the mourning God of Duanshi Qingyu.

The previous fierce duel by the Changan Lake made the Attached Sangshen Sword consume a lot, and during this period, under the care of Qingliu, it seemed to be recovering very well. This can be seen from Qingliu’s unusually neat movements.

“Drink! Drink! Noodles!”

I saw Qingliu slashing two consecutive slashes, and then took a half step back to gain momentum before launching a tooth burst. I saw Qingyu almost actively cooperated with Qingliu’s toss and turns, and when the tooth suddenly moved, its blade was even brighter.

Then, Qingliu’s tooth suddenly traversed one-third of the dojo! Even the afterimages were brought out! ?

“Fuck!?”

Kazuma couldn’t help lying down. The afterimage of tooth protrusion should be his proud skill, but at this moment, Qingliu performed better than him under the blessing of Qingyu.

Do you still need the face of the teacher if this continues? Kazuma subconsciously glanced at the other two spiritual knives enshrined on the knife holder in the distance.

I don’t know whether it is disdain to compete with Duanshi Qingyu, or not aware of the anxiousness of the sword master, I saw that no matter the authentic or the village is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Hey, you guys have also handed down famous knives somehow? In terms of fame and reputation, the value is much higher than that of Qingyu. Is it really good to be compared by others?

Kazuma was spitting out in my heart, and almost wanted to say “If you do this, I will take you to change Qingliu”.

However, Yi Qingliu’s current baby looks like Sunny and Rainy, and there is a high probability that she would not be willing. Kazuma rolled his eyes at the two pampered swords, and the idea of ​​going to the dojo to practice also disappeared. He walked angrily toward the living room, and when he passed the entrance, he heard the voice of Chiyoko from the door.

“Really, the information has expired for two or three years. Who did such a mischief…”

Chiyoko was resting at home this weekend, and it was rare to assume the posture of a hostess and start to take care of many housework.

Kazuma originally didn’t intend to disturb Chiyoko’s interest, but the key words in that remark caught his attention. Kazuma looked over and saw Chiyoko sorting out the mailbox at the entrance of the dojo.

In the mailbox there are bills such as water, electricity, gas, and other bills in the mail box, as well as various promotional materials. The stacks are quite spectacular. Chiyoko scrutinized these flyers (the promotional information on the page) with the mistress’s peculiar meticulousness, and one of the colorful flyers that caused her complaints.

“Morning, Chiyoko.” Kazuma walked over to say hello.

“It’s almost noon, brother.” Chiyoko turned her head and carved a few lovely wrinkles on the bridge of her nose. “Although the egg asked me not to disturb you, it’s too exaggerated to sleep until this time? How late did you go to bed yesterday?”

“…Your brother, I’m working hard for world peace, okay?” Kazuma was too lazy to explain, looking down at the large stack of flyers in Chiyoko’s hand. “What kind of prank did you just say? And what is it that has expired for two or three years?”

“Here, that’s it.” Chiyoko handed over the leaflet.

“Let me see,’Open the door to the soul, discover the true self, return to the eternal homeland, and have a wonderful experience beyond words’…what the **** is this?” I haven’t finished reading the promotional slogan Kazuma on the flyer. Then the whole person is not good.

“Right? It’s quite suspicious at first, even if it’s free, I don’t want to experience it at all.” Chiyoko shook his head and replied.

Kazuma smacked. I remember that there was a wave of “Qigong fever” in the motherland before crossing, and later there were things like “holographic laser energy therapy” and “Five Elements Circulation Meridian Course”.

This kind of thing, which is difficult to have a clear standard definition, basically depends on a mouth to flicker, and it is especially easy to get together and grow in an era of economic prosperity and turmoil.

Kazuma stared at the flyer. I saw that the title of the leaflet read “Opening Door Experience”, and below it was a long description of its efficacy. At the end, it was praised by several experiencers.

This kind of routine is the same all over the world, but Kazuma unexpectedly saw something familiar at the end of the flyer, and his expression turned serious.

“Chiyoko, when did this flyer come in?”

“Uh, it should be two days? I think about it, it seems to be under the water bill, so it was probably yesterday?” Chiyoko recalled the process of organizing the mailbox, then tilted his head and looked at Kazuma. “Brother, there is a problem with this flyer?”

“Ah, maybe someone came in deliberately and wanted to show it to me. But in this format, I don’t know if I don’t want to reveal my identity, or if I intend to save some trouble…” Kazuma pondered, and couldn’t help but burst into joy. “It seems that I have to go there, so I don’t need to prepare mine for lunch.”

“Huh? I have all the materials bought?” Chiyoko pouted, but still reminded Kazuma. “Aren’t you called Jingliu?”

“No. This time it’s just a visit to the past, so there shouldn’t be scenes where you need to draw swords and fight.” Kazuma shook his head after thinking about it. “It’s better to let Qingliu cultivate her relationship with Fusang Shen. From now on, she will be a great power in our dojo.”

“Tsk tusk, with this tone, brother, are you jealous? To Qingliu or mourning?”

Chiyoko seemed to be excited about discovering a new world, while Kazuma waved his hand in response.

“What are you talking about? How can it be.”

**

Kazuma is driving gtr out.

At the end of the “Open Door Experience” leaflet, the address of the experience place was written, and the address Kazuma was quite impressive.

When investigating Hyuga’s company, he and Mayo visited the psychology clinic opened by a psychiatrist named Yasui Ohira.

Daping Clinic is an independent operation in the name, but in fact it is also a link in the chain where Hyuga relies on brainwashing to grab illegal profits.

After Masaki Kazuo turned into a ghost by the Changan Lake and destroyed himself, this illegal chain of interests has been broken, so Kazuma did not pay too much attention to the whereabouts of Dahei Yasugi. However, this leaflet that popped up suddenly made him care about this matter again.

Kazuma drove to the building where the Taiping Clinic was located. It shouldn’t be said that the clinic was empty. It can be seen that the clinic was closed very hastily, and even the clinic door was closed almost casually.

Kazuma only used a little force, and “inattentively” broke the lock, which had nothing to do with being strong and durable, and then opened the door and walked into the clinic.

The clinic can be described as a mess. I saw that most of the small props for psychological diagnosis and treatment were scattered on the ground. Several pots of green plants placed indoors for decoration were also in a state of dying due to lack of water.

As for the drawers and bookshelves that were originally stacked with a lot of materials, they were even more empty at the moment. Kazuma searched the clinic and found nothing of value, so I couldn’t help but smash my tongue.

There are no clues left in the Ohira Clinic, but Kazuma is not without gain.

After walking out of the clinic, Kazuma went to the building guard to inquire about it with the mentality of trying it out. The doorman of this kind of commercial building often also serves as the post of door guard. Kazuma thinks that maybe he can get some news.

The doorman is a middle-aged uncle with his face cocked and slightly fattened. The uncle was not very polite to Kazuma at first, but after Kazuma showed the badge made by the police department, he changed his previous attitude and said nothing to him.

From the doorman’s account, Kazuma heard news that surprised him.

“…You mean, Doctor Taiping once came back?”

“Yes. Probably just a few days ago, I was hurrying up and down with my handbag, and didn’t pay much attention to me…really, there is a limit to look down on people.”

The doorman said angrily, and then remembered something in a low voice and asked Kazuma: “Sir, police officer, did that guy commit something? A group of police officers came to search the clinic a while ago. It was a big noise…I saw that guy panicked at the time, and then he hurried out and never came back.”

This should be a raid organized by Tanjing, right? Kazuma silently praised a colleague in my heart.

Jia Zuo Zhengzhang died by the Changan Lake, but his party’s Daping Yasui was spared, which surprised him a bit. Kazuma guesses that there may be inside stories he doesn’t know yet, but it may not be possible to confirm with Ohira Yasugi.

Later in the conversation, Kazuma learned that this blessed doorman had worked in this building for more than ten years, so he took out the suspicious leaflet and asked him if he had any impression.

“Open door experience? I know.”

Kazuma originally didn’t hold much hope, but the doorman’s eyes lit up when he heard the word.

“Probably two or three years ago? The clinic suddenly began to distribute such flyers, inviting everyone to come and experience it. It is said that it seems to be commissioned by an authority…Because it is free, UU reading www.uukanshu.com. Many curious people came to experience it. When it was young, there were three or five people, when it was more than eight or nine people, and there were several groups of people in a day.” The guard and Kazuma described the scene vividly.

“At that time I was here too, watching a group of people pass by. Everyone was different when I went there, some were curious, some were frowning, but after coming out of the clinic, they all seemed inexplicably happy and laughing. Looks really effective…

“But it’s a bit weird. I don’t seem to have seen anyone who has repeated the experience. Since it is such a pleasant experience and without the money, I would like to try a few more times anyway, right?”

“Well, it’s quite strange.” Kazuma nodded lightly, but lost his tongue. This inconspicuous description of the doorman made him almost certain of his previous guess. If not unexpected, the so-called “door-opening experience” is likely to be the source of the daydreamers on the streets of Tokyo.

Kazuma looked at the doorman and suddenly noticed a certain point.

“I said, uncle, you shouldn’t participate in this, something called an open door experience, right?”

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