I play love guru in Tokyo

Chapter 17 Hanyu's Cooking Skills
Before the atmosphere became ambiguous, Bai Yuan quickly sat up straight and sat upright.

After some chatting, Kirino Hanyu found that Kashiwahara did not have a psychological shadow, far from the depression and gloomy he imagined, but a different kind of cheerfulness.

So she felt relieved, and lightly said 'cooking rice', leaving Bai Yuan to stay in the living room.

Eating is probably here, right?

Bright yellow curtains line the neatly stacked beds.

This is the style of Miss Hanyu's dormitory. There is light coming in from behind the curtains. When the curtains are opened, there is a balcony behind the glass door, with laundry hanging on hangers. The view is transparent and the lighting is good.

It can be seen that this is a dormitory for single women. For some reason, thinking of this, Bai Yuan felt a little happy.

The sound of the food being stir-fried came through the kitchen door, Kashiwahara looked over, and the gentle back of Miss Hanyu wearing an apron gave him an illusion.

A good woman at home.

After a while, the food was served, and Bai Yuan also helped to arrange the dishes and chopsticks on the small dining table and clean them up.

Two dishes and one soup are not very rich, but Hanyu Kirino cooked more and the portion is full.

Scrambled eggs with chopped green onion, Japanese spicy cabbage, and a bowl of miso soup.

"I'm going to start!"

The two clasped their hands together before picking up the bowls and chopsticks.

This table manner has something to do with the religion that the Japanese believe in. Whether it is the food given by others, or the food you cook yourself, or for the food itself, saying this sentence is a kind of gratitude, thanking others for such a good gift Food can fill the stomach. If it is a meal of meat, let them sacrifice themselves to let them taste such delicious food.

"Sister's craftsmanship is not bad, right?" Hanyu Kirino picked up the cabbage and put it into his red lips, boasting with a smile.

Kashiwahara chewed carefully, one mouthful of cabbage and ten mouthfuls of rice, and then was about to offset it with miso soup, took half a mouthful, and put it down calmly.

"How is it?" Hanyu Kirino asked again.

"When you are born, you have to overcome many difficulties and live."

Kashiwahara commented earnestly, and it was hard for Miss Hanyu to torture herself every day, and finally opened the chatterbox, complaining endlessly:

"Salty, it's too salty! Salt is not expensive, but it's not cheap either! Two dishes and one soup, the salt content is seriously over the limit, it's like adding eggs to the salt, and cabbage to the chili, the best thing is white rice, Hanyu Sister, if this continues..." Bai Yuan didn't hold the bowl to eat and put down the bowl to scold his mother, but his exaggerated cooking skills made him suspect that there was something wrong with Hanyu sister, so he answered honestly.

"Oh? What will happen if this continues?" Hanyu Kirino put down the bowl and chopsticks with a smile, and asked gently.

"If this goes on..."

Sensing the danger, Bo Yuan quickly stopped his voice, and praised, "But when you think about it carefully, the fragrant and delicious air spreads and twists, lingering around the nose, making people salivate. Smell its fragrance, feel refreshed, taste its taste, endless aftertaste, what a word "scent" Amazing! This dish should only be found in the sky, and it is rare to taste it in the world!"

Hanyu Kirino's charming eyes gave Kashiwahara a blank look.

Escaped again.

Hey~
A pleasant reminder sounded, and Kashiwahara took out his mobile phone, it was Izumi Ryoka's message.

After eating, Kashiwahara and sister Hanyu thanked each other and were about to leave when Kirino Hanyu stopped him and said seriously:

"Private work is no longer allowed, but my sister will lend you [-] yuan to tide over the difficulties..."

"No, sister Hanyu, thank you!"

Once again, I declined Hanyu Kirino's kindness. To be honest, I am already grateful for someone who cares about me, so I am ashamed to accept Hanyu sister's support.

Walking out of the apartment, Bai Yuan looked back, feeling slightly warm in his heart.

Usually, I feel that this vigorous female teacher is very serious, and she doesn't pretend to anyone. Although she is a pretty and dignified Yujie, the classmates in the class are in awe of her and dare not show any presumptuousness in front of her.

But in actual contact, she is an exceptionally gentle big sister.

Kashiwahara smiled, looked at the hazy night, walked along the street lights, went to the station, and prepared to take the tram.

However, thinking of the bottle of sage and sea salt, Bai Yuan thought, it seems that this is the first time he has received a gift from a girl.

Although the motivation is not necessarily pure.

Thinking of this, Kashiwahara smiled slightly and chose to get off at Ikebukuro Station in Toshima District.

At night, Ikebukuro is more lively, Kashiwahara walks alone on the street, watching the white line.

Surrounded by dazzling fluorescent billboards, neon signs and gorgeous colorful pavilions, there is an atmosphere of hustle and bustle.

Kashiwahara stopped outside a video store, walked in with a slightly thicker wallet.

"Boss, I want to learn about vinyl record players."

"So expensive?" This is the cry of blood from the wallet.

"..."

"What about that model? Out of stock? Isn't this in stock, ah, like this, I have to wait a few days for the stock..."

"Okay, send it to that place for me." Bai Yuan said painfully.

However, it is hardest to accept the favor of a beauty, even if it is just a gift from Little Green Tea.

Back in Adachi District, he skilfully sneaked into the back door of the ramen shop, and was about to enter the dojo.

However, a few careless words made him froze, this was the familiar voice of the Huatian group on weekdays!
"Boss, hurry up, how do you make ramen noodles? If you starve to death, are you responsible?"

The man in the flowered shirt opened the curtain cursingly, the back kitchen was dark, and he was dissatisfied and cursed a few times.

"I'm coming!"

The boss with a simple and honest face is an uncle, who responded with a smile.

The man in the floral shirt suddenly noticed a figure moving at a slow pace, and immediately squinted in an extremely impolite tone:
"who are you?"

Bai Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

The lights were dim and his vision was limited. When he was frowning and about to get closer to see clearly, the uncle pushed Bai Yuan in angrily:

"You child, come back so late again!"

Pushing Bai Yuan to the back yard and disappearing from the sight of the man in the floral shirt, the uncle smiled awkwardly:
"A distant nephew..."

"Whoever he is, serve me food quickly, bastard!"

The man in the flowered shirt cursed dissatisfiedly, and then swaggered and sat at the dining table, telling obscene jokes with several other members of the Hanada group, making dirty laughter during the conversation, talking about where the Kabuki was excellent.

In the backyard of Ramen, Kashiwahara secretly said thank you, and quickly climbed over the courtyard wall, frowning.

He was almost discovered by the Huatian group. If he was caught, he would probably be beaten and threatened. The Huatian group would try to squeeze the money he could earn.

Never try to reason with the jihadists.

The most important thing is that the parents owe hundreds of millions of yen in debt. Kashiwahara inherited the dojo. In addition to the usury of the Hanada group, there are also bank debts.

In this case, even if Kashiwahara moves away, he will be found by the Hanada group.

It seems that it is time to find a way to solve this matter, otherwise, God knows what those loan sharks will do if it drags on for a long time - Bai Yuan's eyes flickered.

Holding a wooden knife, Bai Yuan thought, the original owner was born in a family of swordsmanship, but he didn't care about the way of swordsmanship. Even if the stern father urged him, he just lazily fished and wasted practice. In his memory, the original owner's father sighed many times, hating iron Not into steel.

It wasn't until his father died in a sword fight that the original owner regretted it, but it was useless.

(End of this chapter)