My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

　　 Swordsman?

　　 Kitahara Hideji's waist straightened by two points, remembering what Xueli had told her mother—a first-rate alcoholic, a second-rate swordsman, a third-rate doctor, a fourth-rate cook, and a fifth-rate husband.

　　 The second-rate swordsman in the mouth of my wife? Although it was a joke between husband and wife, it must have some strength to put the swordsman in front.

　　 But he felt it carefully for a moment, but he didn't notice that Fukuzawa Naotaka had a fierce aura, which was completely different from the temperament of the Ronin swordsman in the meditation battle. Could it be that he was generally strong and had reached the point of returning to the original?

　　 Fukuzawa Naotaka saw that he was thinking but did not answer, he couldn't help but laughed, "Don't you understand?"

　　 Kitahara Hideji straightened his posture and said politely: "Please advise." The so-called learning is endless, and it is never ashamed to ask if you don't understand.

Naotaka Fukuzawa pointed his head and smiled: "The swordsman must use his brain, Kitahara-kun! There are so many people in this shop. The three girls have a heart for me and won't come to me. Except you, you Which one do you think will knock on the door?"

Xiujia Kitahara breathed in between the chest and abdomen, and it was a chest tightness--also because of the strength of this middle-aged uncle, what kind of breath, secret skills, etc., such as flying flowers within ten meters, the fallen leaves can be heard, it turns out Just raised a bunch of salted egg daughters, none of them are polite.

　　 This is really speechless! But instead he felt a little sympathetic. It was not easy to have such a group of daughters.

　　 "Just kidding, Kitahara-kun, come, please use it!" Looking at him, Fukuzawa Naotaka laughed, holding up the wine bowl to sign for a drink. Kitahara Xiuji took a look at the wine glass and found that the wine was very turbid. There were many green cotton flocs floating in it, and it was still shimmering, making the whole bowl of wine glowing with glaze, and seeing that Fukuzawa Naotaka was already dry in one mouthful. , While closing his eyes in intoxication, he took a sip.

The taste is sour and astringent, but the tip of the tongue starts to be sweet again, and it doesn’t go away for a long time. It feels a bit similar to the Chinese wine mash--probably turbid wine refers to this. The rice wine is fermented in a liquid state without being filtered and distilled. There is scum.

　　 I heard that children used to drink this thing as a drink before, it really doesn't have much degree.

He took a sip, mostly because of politeness. People with strict self-discipline like him are generally not interested in tobacco and alcohol, but Naotaka Fukuzawa likes it very much. After closing his eyes for a while, he said, "Can you drink it? Used to? It's a pity that I can't serve you with sake, the eldest girl now only allows me to drink this..."

　　 Kitahara Hideji put down the wine bowl, and said politely: "It's not flavorful, it's not bad." His expression on his face became more sympathetic as he spoke--Does your bully eldest daughter even bother you? You are really miserable, but it is estimated that she shouldn't be crazy enough to even hit you. It's still the most unlucky for those little ones.

　　 "Just like it." Fukuzawa Naotaka seemed to be very interested in chatting, and he added some more, and asked with a smile: "By the way, has Kitahara-kun also practiced swordsmanship?"

　　 "I practiced for a while." Kitahara Hideji said vaguely.

　　 "Which dojo are you in? I heard from the second daughter that Kitahara-kun’s swordsmanship genre is very mixed, have you practiced in many dojos?"

　　 "No, I taught myself from books."

　　 "Self-taught?" Fukuzawa Naotaka looked more serious, his stature was a lot taller, and he asked softly, "Which books are they?"

　　 Kitahara Hideji casually reported the title of the book. Things like "Five Wheels Book" are all modern prints. Although it cannot be said to be a rotten street product, it is definitely not a secret, and there is no need to conceal it.

　　 Fukuzawa Naotaka slowly nodded as he listened, and finally listened to him. After a long period of thought, he slowly asked, "Is it all?"

　　 "Yes, Mr. Fukuzawa."

　　 Fukuzawa Naotaka's expression fell into a state of confusion, and after a long while he muttered to himself: "Sure enough, I can't even be a teacher?"

　　 Kitahara Hideji was unknown, so he whispered, "Mr. Fukuzawa?"

Naotaka Fukuzawa returned to his senses, poured himself a glass, and smiled bitterly: "Kitahara-kun is really talented and enviable..." He paused, looked at Kitahara Hideji carefully, and said again," I’m not surprised that Kitahara-kun can beat the eldest girl. Although the eldest girl is victorious, she is a child with no talent. At least in the field of swordsmanship, even if she works hard, she will not be able to achieve any commendable achievements in this life, but I did not expect you Can beat the second daughter, except for being a girl, I always thought she was the most perfect result in my life, but I didn't expect..."

He was a little confused at the end, and slowly shook his head. Kitahara Xiuji instinctively said modestly: "In fact, Ms. Xueli's strength is much better than mine. Mr. Fukuzawa, she was only slightly at a disadvantage when she was careless. If you try again I am not necessarily Ling Ai’s opponent, you are overstatement."

Naotaka Fukuzawa still shook his head slightly, "No, Kitahara-kun, I asked you in detail about your fight with the second girl. Although she said something upside down, you can hear that Kitahara-kun is capable. The reason why I said so... …Does Kitahara-kun know how long the two girls have practiced swordsmanship?"

　　 "This...not very clear."

"Eleven years and two months, since I discovered her talent, I have carefully taught her for eleven years and two months, and Kitahara-kun surpassed her by self-study with a few books-self-study I'm afraid it started when I was a teenager? Has it been more than three years?"

Xiuji Kitahara hesitated for a moment, and shook his head slightly—not a lie. He has only practiced for more than a month now, which is not more than three years. Although he has suffered a bit and practiced hard, he really just borrowed The cleverness of the plug-in.

　　 It's just that this involves the biggest secret of his life, there is really no way to tell the truth to outsiders, only his face is full of sorry.

Naotaka Fukuzawa looked at him silently, with a complicated look in his eyes, and finally said softly: "The self-study in less than three years is comparable to my teaching for more than ten years. It is really enviable to be talented!" He said this. The loneliness on his body has become more intense, and his face is pale yellow with blue-gray, as if he has suddenly been several years old, and then slowly said after a long time: "I am a person without talent, that is, an incompetent person. Nothing has been accomplished in this life, I really envy a talented person like Mr. Kitahara, and Mr. Kitahara laughs."

　　 While he was talking, he touched the flask again to pour the wine, but Hideji Kitahara reached out and held the flask and whispered, "Mr. Fukuzawa, sorry, please stop drinking."

This Fukuzawa Naotaka looks good for two sips, but I don’t know whether he is born with a bad drinker, or is too weak now, or he has drunk a lot just now, and he feels a bit drunk because of the staleness of beer. Saying that he has no talent, at least from the alcoholic side, it is indeed no talent.

Fukuzawa Naotaka has a good temper. Perhaps it was because of the many major failures in his life that he has lost his spirit. He wanted to drink but was stopped by the young man Hideji Kitahara and did not get angry. With a tone, let Hideji Kitahara move the flask aside.

He was silent for a while, turned around and took out a white envelope from the bookshelf behind him and handed it to Hideji Kitahara, and whispered, "I won't say these decadent words, they are not suitable for a young man like Kitahara-kun who is just going forward. Let’s talk about business... Isn’t Kitahara coming to say goodbye? This is the employer recommendation letter that I said before, and there is a little severance pay, not much, please don’t refuse."

　　 Kitahara Hideji hesitated for a while and took it with both hands, then bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fukuzawa." Associating with smart people saves time and effort. If it weren't for her daughter to be too messy, it would actually be a pleasure to work here.

　　 "Apologize to you again on behalf of my daughter, Kitahara-kun." Naotaka Fukuzawa changed his seat and bowed his head deeply.

　　 Kitahara Hideji hurriedly returned the courtesy, bowed his head and said, "You are too polite, and your politeness bothered me a little, Mr. Fukuzawa, please don't do that."

　　 He also has a temperament that eats soft but not hard. When others respect him three feet, he will return one ten feet. Dongmei's parents put the posture so low, and most of the grievance in his belly is directly eliminated.

After all, Fukuzawa Naotaka is very old. It is hard to have such a posture. He raised his head on his own and said regretfully: "I originally wished Kitahara-kun and my daughter could be friends. The eldest girl has a bad temper and has no friends since childhood. Qiu Jia has memorized more than 30 pages of paper. Kitahara-kun is about the same age as her, but dozens of times more mature and stable than her, and surpasses her in all aspects...Sorry, this is my little selfishness as a father. , Originally hoped that Kitahara-kun could sharpen her temperament and let her know something good or bad. After getting along for a long time, she might find the good points in her and make her have the friendship of peers, but... it's really a pity."

　　 Kitahara Hideji owed him, and whispered, "I'm sorry for failing Mr. Fukuzawa's expectations." He really didn't find the slightest advantage in the little carrot head. He felt like she was just a gunpowder bucket, which would explode at one point. No, most of them blew themselves up before waiting a little bit, just like crazy-unreasonable, savage, rude, uneducated, careful, self-willed... All the shortcomings that humans can have are the same as her, it's just the opposite of the textbook style. typical.

"It's me who taught my daughter to be too stubborn." Naotaka Fukuzawa looked really regretful. "When she was young, I was overly obsessed with my own affairs and didn't take care of her. Her mother always disciplined her. , And her mother was a very, very gentle lady, and she couldn’t be strict with her, but it was okay at that time, and there was finally a restraint, but when her mother was gone, her temperament became even more weird, and when I wanted to discipline But I don’t know how to talk to her... it's all my fault."

　　 Kitahara Hideji owed him again and didn't say anything-nothing to say. When the old man scolded his daughter, he couldn't easily give a thumbs up and say "You are really right, your daughter is a bastard"!

　　 No matter how good-tempered Nao Takao Fukuzawa is, no matter how lenient he is, it is estimated that he will turn around and beat him up.

　　 And Naotaka Fukuzawa also stopped talking, now it is too late to say anything. He can also understand Xiuji Kitahara, whoever meets a guy who just crosses eyes when nothing is wrong, or the daughter of the employer can't stand it-the eldest daughter fought with Kitahara, and the fourth and fifth elders rushed to inform them at the first time, but He didn't care, let the young people temper each other, let the old four and five very disappointed.

　　 He asked softly, "Is Kitahara-kun planning to leave directly?"

　　 "I can wait until I find a new person before leaving." It is the character of Hideji Kitahara who does everything from beginning to end. What's more, he is really a conscientious boss.

Fukuzawa Naotaka smiled: "Actually, it doesn't matter. It's just that they can cancel their alternate vacations, but I still thank Kitahara-kun. If we met once, it is considered destined. I boast that I can barely be considered as the half-elder of Kitahara-kun~ www.NovelMTL.com~ Then you have to think about this parting gift..."

　　 Kitahara Hideji hurriedly stopped: "I have been taking care of you for a long time, please don't bother."

　　 This person is so particular that he faintly shakes his heart, and he begins to feel a little ashamed of hitting the carrot head-at least he shouldn't be hit so hard. The guy estimated that the next four or five days will be spent on the face to learn.

　　 This is so powerful that it can overcome the strength with softness. Not only does it lose the slightest temper, but it is like doing something wrong. It is really a good fighter.

"It's not a valuable thing, just a little care." Naotaka Fukuzawa turned around and searched for it on the shelf for a while, pulled out two thread-bound books and handed them to Hideji Kitahara. "If you don't dislike it, please accept this. , So I feel better."

　　 Seeing that it was Shukitahara Hideji, he was relieved, but low-priced items are still acceptable. He took it gently, thinking about how to repay the favor-the boring little carrot head is not counted. If Xueli encountered any trouble in school, he could help. I want to come to this middle-aged man to do the same. Let's have a meaning, try to help the eldest daughter to dispel her anger, don't really become an enemy, by the way, let yourself take care of the second daughter as much as possible.

　　 Alas, it’s hard for him to have these troublesome daughters.

But he felt that the father in front of him was a little worried. Xueli guessed that there would be no trouble. It would be nice if she didn't beat others like that, and no one could bully her-luckily she is a kind-hearted girl. If it's the radish temper, it might have become a campus bully.

　　 After he thanked him, he looked at the cover of the paper-bound book, and he was suddenly surprised-"Ono Ichitoru Mysterious Explanation" and "Rigid Body Art" are still handwritten calligraphy, and the pen is as sharp as a sword.

　　 This is not right!