Pirate Death Comes to Tokyo

"Hello, I am Eri's sister, Ringo Hasegawa." Ringo Hasegawa put his hands in front of his lower abdomen and bowed slightly to Kikuchi Sa, "I often hear our Eri talk about you."

Ringo means apple, and the pretty appearance of Hasegawa Ringo really feels like a fresh apple that is just in time and delicate.

She pretended to be mature but was a little shy, not daring to look into Kikuchi Sa's eyes.

"Ah, hehe"

Kikuchi Sa laughed awkwardly, and there was no need to think too much. With the coward of the original owner who did not dare to respond even after being bullied, Eri would definitely not be able to say anything good about herself.

"Sister, Brother Sa was so majestic today. He raised his sword like this, and then with a whoosh, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and hit the kendo club. Then with a whoosh, he hit the person who bullied us again."

Eri was talking about the scene at that time, holding an umbrella, which was equivalent to imitating Kikuchi Sa's movements.

It's just that Eri's language and body expression skills are really not that good, which vividly makes Kikuchi Sa, who was acting like a god at the time, look like a weirdo.

"Okay, okay." Hasegawa Ringo nodded with a smile, and then said to Kikuchi, "Kikuchi-san, if you don't mind, please come and sit at home. The rain should stop after a while. .”

"Then excuse me."

Since someone else invited him, Juchi Sa had no reason to refuse.

Hasegawa's house looks luxurious from the outside, and even more grand when you walk into the yard. There are all kinds of dry landscapes and potted plants, which are almost consistent with the scenes in Japanese movies created by Western directors.

But with such a family background, what happened to Hasegawa Eri is even more bizarre.

In the dojo, we can also see a few students who are practicing kendo. Although they are said to be students, they are actually quite old. Most of them look to be around 30 or 40 years old.

But the number of people was very small, and there were not as many people practicing swordsmanship as there were people from the rubbish kendo club in Kikuchi Sa's high school.

Although Japanese kendo has become increasingly indifferent and non-mainstream among the general population in recent years, with fewer and fewer participants every year, kendo is still important in many special positions, such as the police, and in some middle-class pastimes.

But when they saw the Hasegawa siblings passing by, these students didn't take a second look and were still going about their own things.

Before Hasegawa Ringo could make tea for Kikuchi Sa, Eri continued to talk endlessly about what happened in the kendo club.

He repeated these few words over and over again, and Juchi Sa waved his hand to attract lightning. It was like the sword master was alive.

Although he was surprised by the small probability of lightning hitting a building, Ringo Hasegawa did not pay attention to what his brother said about the sword master casually attracting lightning while he was still alive.

Where in the world can there be such a person.

"Please have tea."

Kikuchi Sa observed that Ringo Hasegawa was wearing a private school girl's high school uniform. Just looking at the fabric and the badge on the chest, it looked like he was in a public school. And Ringo Hasegawa also had a refreshing personality in the way he interacted with others. feeling.

Unlike public schools where compulsory education is free, private school tuition fees are staggeringly high, with tuition fees starting in the millions.

But you get what you pay for, and the quality of teaching in private schools is much better than most public schools.

In all aspects, Hasegawa Ringo and Hasegawa Eri do not look like sisters. Even in terms of facial appearance, there is no similarity.

The biggest difference between the two people is the birthmark on Hasegawa Eri's face.

"Thank you."

"Thank you so much for taking care of Eri at school for so long."

"It's all I should do."

Kikuchi Sa didn't know whether Hasegawa Ringo's words were more of a compliment or a sarcasm. After all, his predecessor could not be called taking care of Hasegawa Eri. At most, he was responsible for sharing some firepower when Hasegawa Eri was beaten. That’s all.

If this can be called care, it is indeed a lot of care.

While Hasegawa Ringo was pouring tea, Kikuchi Sa observed carefully.

There is really no fault with Ringo Hasegawa's etiquette in dealing with others, and he gives off the impression of Yamato Nadeshiko as soon as he comes into contact with her.

Especially when paired with the scenery of dry landscape outside, it adds an artistic conception to this feeling.

Although in many people's imagination, Japanese girls are submissive and accept the general feeling of Yamato Nadeshiko, in fact, most Japanese girls are better at boxing than Chinese girls. The so-called Yamato Nadeshiko style women are popular all over the world. It's rare.

"call."

After drinking a cup of tea, Kikuchi Sa couldn't tell whether the tea was good or bad. He just felt that the house was full of weirdness.

"Patter."

The sound of rain outside slowly weakened. From the heavy rain just now to the drizzle now, it changed very quickly.

To put it bluntly, this rain was originally caused by the Thunder Fruit. It was a premature baby, and it left as quickly as it came.

"crash"

Just when Juchi Sa felt that it was time to leave, the door to the room was suddenly opened.

A woman with short hair walked in from outside with a frown, followed by a tall man with a two or three-year-old child in his arms.

This is what Kikuchi Sa, the parents of the Hasegawa siblings, originally thought, but they were a little embarrassed about their age. The two people who walked in looked like they were in their thirties but not forty.

Could it be that she gave birth to Ringo Hasegawa when she was seventeen or eighteen?

"Xiao Ringo, this is your boyfriend." The tone of the short-haired woman's words had an unpleasant feeling, and there was a hint of ridicule in every word, "Wearing the same school uniform as Eri, my taste needs to be improved."

"Oh, talking about it, could this be the boyfriend of this idiot Eri? That would be a good match."

""

"Why, you didn't even say "Mom" when you saw me?

Juchi Sa was lying down for no reason, he frowned, and was ridiculed by the other party before he said anything.

Faced with the other party's ridicule, Hasegawa Ringo just lowered his head and said nothing.

But Juchi Sa couldn't help it anymore. He raised his eyebrows and was about to stand up and retort.

But the handsome Hasegawa Ringo opposite him shook his head at him. Although it was only the first time they met, Kikuchi Sa understood the general meaning from Hasegawa Ringo's eyes.

She was saying that please don't care about it, he would handle this matter.

"Michiko, calm down your anger and don't get angry with Ringo every time." The slender man's face had a pair of narrow eyes that didn't match his body, which was full of contradiction. "That's right, Ringo."

He seemed like an amiable and good old man, but his position was obviously on the side of this mean woman named Michiko: "Ringo, have you thought about selling the dojo? Time is running out, so take advantage of this opportunity." The opportunity is right to sell it at a good price.”

"If we delay it any longer, there may be nothing left. This is an unprecedented opportunity."

Sell ​​the dojo

Ringo Hasegawa's ears pricked up. Although Edogawa District is not prosperous, it is still in Tokyo. Such a large piece of land can easily be sold for hundreds of millions of yen.

But why should Ringo Hasegawa decide such a big matter?

"Eri, please send Kikuchi-san back." Hasegawa Ringo looked at Kikuchi Sa apologetically, as if he was apologizing for his poor family situation.