Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Principal Bucheon and Sora Mizuno seemed to be playing a riddle. The two knew each other's existence, but they didn't break it.

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Generally, when a few people come to an izakaya, they can prepare meals in half an hour, and family gatherings can only take an hour.

But Principal Bucheon and his party sat from six o'clock to nine o'clock. Fortunately, Principal Bucheon understood the reason and continued to order the meal after the first table.

It would be very unpleasant to sit dry and occupy the seat of the izakaya, but not order food.

"I can't eat it, I really can't eat it."

"I'm so full, I would have stopped drinking if I knew it earlier."

"Principal, don't order any more..."

Several directors were covering their stomachs with pain on their faces. Even the head teacher Tada, who was sitting next to the principal, did not dare to eat more, and his face was full of sweat.

"You're welcome, eat everything, eat everything."

When Buchuan said this, he gritted his teeth, and his heart was bleeding!

The dishes and dishes on the table were cleaned several times, and this meal cost him a month's salary.

The pocket money I saved is gone.

But now the izakaya has fewer guests, and it's finally time for him to appear.

"Gudong!"

"Okay, then next..."

Mixing the remaining shochu with the soup in front of him, the clear water turned yellow-brown. The old principal raised his head and drank it: "Oh, that's what it tastes like."

The pungency is hard to tell, and the wine is super strong.

With the strength of his drink, Fuchuan quickly stood up from the table.

"Boom."

The bottom of the bowl on the table rattled.

The little teacher in charge shivered, and a mouthful of vegetables almost popped out of his mouth.

The war is about to begin, which is pitiful to say, why, as a teacher, I am still afraid of a little student.

Sada and Erina have been paying attention to the guests at this table for a long time. Although the sitting time is long and the customer turnover is not efficient, the other party is not noisy and has been ordering food. There is no economic loss, and they are not bad customers.

"Huh."

Kaibe Sa was so frightened that she leaned towards Mizuno's side, and she was scared when she saw the principal coming.

"I just noticed that it turned out to be a part-time job here, Mizuno-san." Principal Fuchuan patted his stomach, "I didn't expect that in addition to studying and swordsmanship, Mizuno-san is so good at cooking."

"I'll settle the bill."

Hearing the sound, Sada took out the calculator and started calculating.

"Ah, principal, have you been sitting there all the time? I'm sorry, if I had seen it earlier, I would have gone over to say hello."

"Hello, you are..." Kaibe Erina looked at Buchuan, this middle-aged man looked a little familiar.

Although I have seen Bucheon standing on the podium at the ceremony, which parent would have nothing to do to remember the appearance of a middle-aged uncle.

Facing the doubtful Erina nodded, Principal Fuchuan said, "I'm the principal of Adachi Ichiko High School. I'm really bothering you tonight. Your daughter is Sayaka Kaibe."

"Saya Kaibe is a good boy and has always been obedient in school."

Seriously praised, there is nothing to brag about studying, let's talk about personality, this child named Kaibe Sa is his next breakthrough.

"School, hello principal..."

After chatting for a while, even Sada Mayi, who didn't know him next to him, and the principal of Fuchuan also complimented him. Maybe this beautiful little girl is some kind of relative of the Mistress Kaibu.

The looks in this restaurant are not low. Bucheon felt that standing in front of the stage not only lowered the average hair volume, but also lowered the average appearance.

"Since it's such a coincidence, it proves that we have fate. Since we have such a fate, should we consider joining the Kendo club?"

Principal Bucheon made a sudden stop and changed the topic in a very blunt manner. It would not violate the harmony by replacing the Kendo club with the name of XX religion.

Mizuno shook his head as a matter of course, and his subordinates didn't stop cutting vegetables.

The bald headmaster wasn't in a hurry, he didn't expect to open a breakthrough from Sora Mizuno.

"Oh, it would be such a pity for someone as talented in kendo like Mizuno-san to waste it."

The Kaibe mother and daughter looked over suspiciously, as if the principal had something to say. Did you come prepared tonight?

Sada Mayi's small hand froze for a while, and the identity of Minister Lily Ruo was exposed? !

"Principal, you don't need to persuade me any more. I have no interest in kendo. It was a coincidence that I defeated Tomoko Takaishi. I still want to be admitted to the university from the perspective of culture. If I join the kendo club, I will delay the study of the culture class.

"Mizuno-san, can't you think about the future?"

"Joining the Kendo Club, with your talent in swordsmanship, you will definitely get good results in regional and national kendo league competitions."

"No champion, no runner-up! Just like the Koshien competition, as long as you perform well, the university will compete for it."

"The two are not opposites, but complement each other, and students have their specialties."

Principal Bucheon was heartbroken: "I know you may have important things right now, but this is only important for your current age, and you should focus more on the future."

"As an excellent student of swordsmanship, it is not impossible for you to enter Nagoya University, Osaka University, or even Todai University and Beijing University."

"This is a unique opportunity!"

"If you don't grasp it firmly, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"

When Buchuan said these words, part of his tone was directed towards Sai Kabe.

He had already experimented in the office, but Mizuno, the stubborn guy, didn't take it at all.

Then let's just make noises!

Mizuno's reaction was expected by Buchuan, he pretended to sigh deeply: "Mizino-san, you don't understand now, this society is very cruel."

"You know what? Don't look at what I look like now, but when I was young, I liked to play the guitar, and I even thought I was very talented. In the future, I might be able to rely on a guitar for a living and travel all over the country while playing."

When the half-bald principal was young, he liked to play the guitar and pick up girls?

Combined with the now fat and greasy image of a standard uncle, the picture when he was young was too beautiful to imagine.

"But ordinary people like me, ordinary people like millions, we can only bow our heads in the face of further education and work."

"Those dreams of painting, writing, and music have to be abandoned, and choose to study and study down-to-earth, work honestly, and become a small member of society like parents and thousands of him."

"Do you think I want to say that if you have a dream, you should pursue it and live up to your youth?"

"No, it's not!"

"That kind of coaxing children is just to keep ordinary people from despair and make them feel like they can still struggle in the deep sea."

"What I want to say is that a humble ordinary person like me often thinks that he is talented, but in fact it is not worth mentioning in front of a real genius. That self-conceited talent is not even a hobby!"

"As long as you are motivated! If you can't do it, you still can't do it!"

"Ordinary people like us stepped out of this door."

"Stepping into a crowd of people is like a snowflake falling into the snow. In the blink of an eye, you will become part of the crowd of people."

"Ordinary people like me are not ordinary, but a humble self-comfort."

When the principal talked about the depths of his feelings, tears seemed to flow out.

When he thought of the money he spent on eating from 6:00 to 9:30 tonight, he couldn't help it, really couldn't help it.

If Mizuno can't be taken down, let alone his wife, Buchuan won't forgive himself.

"Is this the kind of life you want? Ordinary life, and then you are torn apart by the dazzling INS photos on the Internet, and you are willing to look up to other people's lives?"

"I guess you don't want to, and you even want to refute my words. It's just ordinary, maybe you can make a fortune one day, right?"

"Instead of betting on a similar and possible future, why not simply rely on your current efforts, use your status as an outstanding swordsman student, and be promoted to a famous university, and you might get an annual salary of tens of millions after graduation!"

"Don't think about yourself, but also about your future wife. Yes, maybe you both love each other very much. In her eyes, the world is only you, and in your eyes, the world is only her."

"But two ordinary people snuggling together are like two broken dolls thrown away by the roadside hugging to survive."

Bucheon suppressed his emotions and did not let himself roar.

In the decades of teaching experience, he used this roaring method to wake up the students and cultivated hard-working people.

Having said that, that's enough, a smile appeared in Bucheon's heart.

The atmosphere of the izakaya was silent, and the guests at the remaining tables stopped eating. A man in a singlet stared blankly at the food on the table, and an office worker was forced to bow his head. They were all just thrown into the room. A drop of water that instantly melts into the sea of ​​people.

"..."

Mizuno couldn't help but want to applaud the principal. Not only was this remark well-spoken, but his expression was vivid and his tone was touching.

The principal should go to participate in political elections. With this eloquence, he will definitely shine in politics.

However, his Mizuno is not a drop of water that can't be seen when it melts into the sea of ​​people, but a water droplet that can change the color of the ocean...

"I attended!"

Kabu Saya's voice suddenly sounded, her throat was shaking, and her body was shaking.

But the arms raised high are firm, straight up, and seem to be able to stab from the land of the island country to a place farther than the universe~www.wuxiamtl.com~I joined the Kendo club. "

Kabu Saya raised her head, swept the others with a firm gaze that did not evade, and then looked at Sora Mizuno.

Mizuno had stopped chopping vegetables, and his mouth was half-open. He, a behind-the-scenes boss who had seen many storms, couldn't hold back his emotions.

Erina looked at her daughter encouragingly. Her eyes were already a little rosy. Women in their thirties and forties were most easily moved by words.

"I will join the Kendo club."

"I'm stupid and my physique is weak. I'm definitely not good at learning swordsmanship, and I may even be scolded by swordsmanship instructors."

"So Mizuno-kun, can you help me?"

Kaibe Saya's aura was trembling slightly, and it would collapse at almost any time, but her eyes were still firm.

This is a gesture Mizuno has never seen in her.

"..." Mizuno put away the kitchen knife and sighed inexplicably, "Okay."

"Um……"

After receiving Mizuno's response, Kaibe's aura was all released in one breath, and he became that timid girl again.

It's like the imposing one just now was another personality.

"Very good, Mizuno-san, on behalf of the school, I welcome you to join the Kendo club."

"Clap clap."

"Clap clap clap."

Kazutaka Adachi's men's troupe applauded loudly.

While taking off his eyes and wiping his tears with his palms, Bucheon showed the smile of an old fox.