I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

Well, how should I put it? I hope that Sera-kun will understand the situation by then.

……

On the other side, after dinner, Serabelle went out again and followed the navigation to an old dojo in the suburbs of Tokyo.

One can only sigh that Kendo is deeply rooted in Japanese culture. Who could have expected that there would be such a dojo in the suburbs of Tokyo, where every inch of land is valuable.

The most important thing is that it is still vacant and has not been taken away by real estate developers so far.

After confirming that the navigation was correct and that this was the destination, Serabelle stopped the car, pulled the handbrake, opened the door, and walked to the door of the dojo, gently knocking on the iron ring on the door.

After three rings, and after waiting for about five or six seconds, light and familiar footsteps were heard from inside the door.

hum-

As the bolt inside the door was lowered, the heavy door hinges slowly turned.

A brightly colored kimono appeared in the boy's sight, as well as a pair of narrow and beautiful eyes that seemed to contain the light of a sword but also full of smiles.

"I was cleaning and wondering when you would come over, but I didn't expect you to come over right away."

As if treating her husband who had returned home, Hattori Shizuka slightly raised her lips when she saw the person she had been waiting for finally arrive, and walked forward, put her arms around the boy's waist and hugged him.

"Jinghua..."

Serabelle didn't seem particularly surprised.

Not wanting to stay at the door for long, Hattori Shizuka quickly loosened her arms, took the hand and led her inside.

"Okay, come in."

"here it is……"

Stepping over the threshold and entering, Serabelle looked around the dojo.

In terms of scale, this dojo is not as grand as the one in Kyoto that was inherited from the Hattori Shizuka family, but it is not much different. It has a training ground and an indoor dojo.

"This dojo is now yours, Sera-kun."

The beautiful woman walking in front said something shocking without even turning her head.

Serabelle didn't react for a moment: "Mine? Why?"

"Why... well, from an objective point of view and legal procedure, this is the case."

Hattori Shizuka stopped, looked up, and nodded her lips to think about it.

"Do you remember what I said about how I never lost a single battle in swordsmanship when I was young, except for my junior schoolmate?"

"remember."

"Well, this is one of the ones I won all those years ago."

Beat it down?

Serabelle was puzzled by this statement.

Hattori Shizuka continued to explain: "Although it may not exist now, when I was young, there was still a saying in Japan called 'kick-out'. It was similar to a life-or-death game. Although the loser would not necessarily die, the loser would have to present the plaque of his own gym with both hands... It was equivalent to a change of ownership of the gym."

“So here too…”

"That's right~"

The beautiful woman raised her lips and smiled.

"I haven't been here since I took the plaque away. When I came here yesterday, I found that no one was here, so I went to the city government to register. Your name was registered, Sera-kun."

"So from an objective point of view, this dojo does belong to Sera-kun."

"But from a subjective point of view..."

Hattori Shizuka deliberately paused for a moment, and her beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly.

“This is our home now.”

Chapter 601: Good Wife and Good Mother Hattori Shizuka

The afternoon sun is slanting.

In the cleaned dojo and room, Serabelle sat cross-legged on the tatami.

The beautiful woman, who had changed into a clean kimono, snuggled in his arms, with her hands wrapped around her slender waist.

In the fireplace not far away, firewood was burning quietly, and the dancing flames dispelled the early spring chill in the room.

Hattori Shizuka jokingly pointed her index finger at the boy's lips.

"I haven't seen you for so many days since I went back to Kyoto. Do you miss me a little bit?"

"Think about it."

"Just a little bit?"

Of course not.

Serabelle is a materialist, and he prefers practical actions to platonic love.

The kimono in the bathroom that was previously worn by Shizuka Hattori but is now soaked in detergent and is wet and sticky is proof of this.

"By the way, Jinghua, how did you get to Tokyo from Osaka..."

Serabelle changed the subject and did not finish her words, but it was clear that she was referring to the beautiful woman's leaving home.

At least to outsiders, Hattori Shizuka is a typical housewife, a classic good wife and mother.

Even in Hattori Heiji's opinion, his dear mother is more of a mother rather than a female swordsman who was the best in the world when she was young.

Wouldn't it be suspicious if I just came to Tokyo without any prior notice?

Or……

"How did you get here? Of course I took the Shinkansen~"

Hattori Shizuka didn't think too much about it until she noticed the boy's expression.

"Oh, you mean the reason for coming to Tokyo? That's nothing. Heiji is grown up now, and he can take care of himself. As for Heizo, he's away from home most of the time, so it doesn't make any difference even if I'm home. So I said I wanted to go see all the dojos I conquered before and see if they're still there. I'll just treat it as a trip for a while."

“And they agreed?”

Serabelle opened her mouth slightly.

It doesn't mean that Bu Jinghua is lying. Although this was not her main purpose, she did do so.

It’s just like the learning machines in the past that were said to be for learning but were actually used for playing games.

"Why don't you agree?"

Hattori Shizuka asked back curiously.

"As for Ping-chan, he'd probably be better off without me nagging him every day. As for Ping-zo, that's what I said... He's not home every day anyway, and he's busy enough with work."

"How long can I stay in Tokyo?"

"Well, if nothing unexpected happens, half a month or a month will definitely be fine."

"What excuse should I use next time..."

"It's very simple."

Hattori Shizuka raised the corners of her lips and snorted with a little complacency.

"Next time, I'll say that I found several good kendo gyms opened along the way, so I plan to challenge them. If I visit every city, it will take about three months."

"Ok."

Serabelle was too tired to complain.

He had previously thought that Hattori Shizuka was the type of person who was very meticulous in disciplining her son and liked to ask about every detail, but now it seems that this is not the case.

After all, he could say that he would stay in Tokyo for half a month or a month, which obviously shows that he is quite confident in his son's ability to take care of himself.

So it was just too boring to nag my son every day, right?

Beating children on rainy days is just a waste of time.JPG

"Compared to this, does Sera-kun have anything else to do today?"

Hattori Shizuka changed the subject.

Serabelle thought about it carefully and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, there shouldn't be any. What's wrong?"

"nothing."

The beautiful woman smiled slightly, lowered her head and came closer, putting her palm on the boy's cheek and breathing out sweetly.

"I just want to say that if there is nothing else to do today, why not stay here tonight."

hiss--

Serabelle instinctively gasped softly.

It must be said that although in most cases Hattori Shizuka gives people the impression of being dignified and graceful, once she becomes charming, it is impossible to stop her.

If we stay tonight, we might end up repeating Xiaolan's performance in Kyoto.

One box... hard to say, maybe two boxes.

Jingle bell bell bell~

However, before Serabel could say a word, his cell phone suddenly rang.

"...Wait, I have a call."

Serabelle said as she took out her cell phone and took a look. An unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen.

Who is it?

Just in case, the boy clicked the answer button and put it to his ear.

"Hey?"

"it's me."

The voice on the other end of the phone rang out almost at the moment the call was connected. There was no Kyoto accent or Osaka accent, just very authentic Japanese. There was nothing special about it, but the tone was quite familiar, as if the phantom of a knitted hat flashed by in front of my eyes.

"Ah—it's you."

Serabell's expression instantly changed to the same half-moon eyes as Conan.

Noticing the change in the boy's expression, Hattori Shizuka couldn't help but feel curious and asked in a low voice.

"Who? A friend?"

"Do not……"

Serabel was about to say that he was just an adopted son, but unexpectedly, Akai Shuichi on the other end of the phone was extremely perceptive and asked before he could open his mouth.

"Are you seeing anyone else there?"

"No, I was just talking to myself."

"Really? But it sounds a little different from yours."

Akai Shuichi refused to give up.

Serabelle was at a loss and sighed helplessly.

"What do you want to say? If you don't, I'll hang up."

"..."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a second, and then Akai Shuichi's voice was heard again.

"It's about what we talked about in today's meeting. There are some new developments that I want to talk to you about. It's 6pm today, Ginza, Tokyo. I'll treat you."

"Just the two of us? The old man over there is out?" asked Serabelle.

"Yes."

Shuichi Akai cherishes words like gold.

"Mr. James has gone to the headquarters to consult on this matter. He will probably not be back until at least the morning of the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, got it."

Serabelle added.