I'm a pirate in Tokyo

Here, Kuzumi let go of his mood and discussed with Chef Renzi Zhenghuan. They have decided that the first stop is the famous Mount Fuji. It is the area with the longest sunshine in Japan, there is little rain, and the land has strong drainage. , is a good place to grow grapes.

Wu Sheng stepped forward: "Miss Jiuzhu, call me when you leave later. I have something to tell you."

"Ah? Ah, okay." Kuzumi was a little confused, but he didn't care and turned around to continue his discussion with Chef Renzi.

"Takeda, are you very powerful?" Obana looked on and winked at him.

"..." Wu Sheng hesitated, and finally remained silent. He silently turned on his phone and started shopping online.

It just so happens that I don't have to work these days, so I use this time to buy things for home. I ordered all the comics, books, TV game consoles, and fitness equipment that I read some time ago.

The apartment he lives in has two bedrooms, and he originally planned to use the remaining room as a studio. However, considering that it was inconvenient for a girl like Nami to always appear in his house, and with Ma Chao's guidance, it eventually turned into a gym.

At this time, most of the people in the restaurant had left, except for the three of them, Rinko Ohana, Wu Sheng, who was playing with his mobile phone, and Sanji, who was sneaking behind and didn't know what he was doing.

After a while, Kuzumi and Rinzi Oka decided on the destination, then agreed on a departure time for tomorrow and were about to leave.

Wu Sheng hurriedly followed, happily said goodbye to Ohana and Chef Renzi, and headed towards the subway with Kuzumi.

When Sanji saw this, he quickly said hello and followed him, completely ignoring the strange looks in Ohana and Renzi's eyes.

"Is this?" Chef Renzi looked at the three people walking away and smiled.

Ohana stretched her waist and said indifferently, "I don't know. Let them handle the affairs of young people themselves."

"Why did you invite Kuzumi to watch the wine? Although Aizawa's suspicion is a bit far-fetched, the expression on Kuzumi's face today is indeed not quite right."

"I don't have the habit of doubting my own people. Let's go back. It's a rare holiday."

......

"Miss Kuzumi, let's find a quiet place to talk." Wu Sheng looked serious.

Jiuzhu glanced around and pointed to the coffee shop not far ahead: "How about a cup of coffee over there?"

"Ok."

It was almost 6 o'clock at this time, and the whole city seemed to be awake again after a nap, with people coming and going.

The two of them had their own thoughts in mind, so they walked into the coffee shop, ordered two lattes, and then found a secluded corner to sit down.

"..."

The two of them looked at each other in silence. At this time of year, there was neither heating nor air conditioning in the coffee shop. When the crowds came and went, the whole space seemed a little dull. Jiuzhu stirred the spoon mechanically in a daze, waiting for Wu Sheng to speak, feeling uneasy. She guessed that her impulsive move last time caused Wu Sheng to misunderstand.

As a male high school student, if a girl looks at him twice, she will think that he has a crush on him, not to mention that she directly hugged him...

She couldn't help scolding herself for being crazy at the time. She really didn't mean it. After all, she was an adult after graduating from college and she really couldn't do anything to high school students.

Wu Sheng was thinking about how to ask about Meng Hui without appearing abrupt.

"that......"

They both spoke at the same time and stopped at the same time.

Kuzumi blinked his eyes, pushed back the hair that was scattered in front of his forehead, smiled awkwardly, and wanted to continue talking. The light in the coffee shop was warmer, and it shone on Kuzumi's delicate features, creating a soft feeling. The chemical reaction made Wu Sheng stunned.

But he reacted quickly and asked before Kuzumi wanted to speak: "I have a question. I hope Miss Kuzumi can answer it seriously..."

"Wait a minute, Takeda-kun, I didn't mean that last time. You may have misunderstood!" Jiuzhu listened, and had already finished a bloody love story in his mind in a few seconds. He was afraid that Wu Sheng would confess his love, so he quickly interrupted it. .

To put it bluntly, that would be really embarrassing.

"Last time? What do you mean?" Wu Sheng was surprised, but didn't care and asked frankly.

Wu Sheng's expression really didn't look like he was going to confess at all. His aura was very serious, and the curiosity on his face was very sincere. Jiuzhu was suddenly caught off guard and his neck turned red, but in order to resolve the entanglement in his heart, Still brazenly said: "Well, when I hugged and comforted you last time, I didn't mean that..."

Wu Sheng suddenly realized, thinking of that scene, he also relaxed.

It seems that such a gentle elder sister would not do such a bad thing as poisoning. He subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief: "I have forgotten about that. I won't have any strange thoughts, don't worry."

"Huh, that's good." Jiuzhu also breathed a sigh of relief and praised himself in his heart. He felt that he coped well this time. At the same time, he was also curious: "What's the problem?"

Wu Sheng regained his composure and looked into her eyes: "Let's put it this way, when Moe fell down yesterday, Mr. Aizawa bumped into you and found a small bottle in your bag."

Kuzumi was relaxed and listened to him at first, until she heard "little bottle", her face immediately changed.

Wu Sheng knew that he was looking in the right direction, raised his eyebrows, and continued to ask: "They analyzed that Meng Hui's infection may not be unintentional, but man-made, and they think the suspicion is on you."

Hui Jiuzhu's face was already livid. She never thought that just because of a small bottle, this incident turned from an accident to a man-made thing. How big are these people's imaginations?

"However, neither I, nor Chef Renzi, nor Sous Chef Ohana, believe that you are this kind of person." Although he said this, Wu Sheng already knew in his heart: Kuzumi does have question.

"I don't want Miss Kuzumi to suffer such unfair injustice, so tonight I want to ask if this matter has anything to do with you."

"..."

The scene fell into silence for a moment.

After a long while, Jiuzhu chuckled, then sighed tremblingly, with an expression as if a broken jar had been smashed, and said: "This matter has something to do with me."

Got it! Wu Sheng was about to speak.

"But!" Kuzumi made a sudden turn: "Moe's infection has nothing to do with me."

"I see, it's Linda, right?" Wu Sheng asked.

Long stay:! ! !

"How do you know Linda?" Kuzumi asked in shock.

"Let me tell you first, why is it related to this matter?" Wu Sheng asked without answering.

"Hey, do you know about Sous Chef Obana's accident three years ago?" Kuzumi did not answer Wu Sheng's question, but asked about Obana.

"I know. Mr. Aizawa told me today that it was a food allergy accident that had a very big impact."

"Then you may not know the details. That banquet was the beginning of the France-Japan talks. At that time, Ohana's restaurant was still a two-Michelin-star restaurant. As a Japanese chef, he won such an honor in France. So Japan decided to make the banquet of the talks Leave it to him, the French side naturally has no objection, and then the accident happened." Jiuzhu said.

"But what people don't know is that the reason why Japan chose Ohana's restaurant was because an official named Kuzumi asked her daughter how the restaurant was, and her daughter said: 'It will definitely satisfy you.' 'then......"

Speaking of this, Kuzumi's voice contained a bit of hatred, and then he said: "And the French side, also because of Linda's recommendation and guarantee, agreed to start the meeting at Ohana's restaurant..."

Wu Sheng understood what she said and followed her words: "So after an accident, both of you were affected?"

"Yes, after the accident, the French ambassador was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, and Ohana beat up the French officials who came to investigate, which caused extremely bad effects.

As a result, Linda's reputation in the catering industry was tarnished, and the Japanese official, who had a bright future, said goodbye to his daughter who was still in college, and was sent to a remote rural area in Hokkaido with his wife, where they endured the cold winter every year. "

Wu Sheng was silent, not knowing what to say.

"And that chef named Ohana, three years later, reappeared in the catering industry and continued to cook French cuisine. He was ranked 50th on the world's top 10 list for the first time, and he even tried to hit three Michelin stars!" Kuzumi said excitedly Get up, "Why? Because of him! My father has been trapped in the countryside of Hokkaido his whole life! But he can play his Michelin game happily in Tokyo?"

"sorry!"

Suddenly a voice sounded.

Wu Sheng was startled and turned to look.

"What, Sanji, it's not a good habit to eavesdrop on people's conversations."

......

Time goes back to ten minutes ago.

Sanji watched the two people in front of him walking side by side, feeling envious and jealous in his heart: "He also said that he has nothing to do with Miss Kuzumi!"

As the two walked into the coffee shop, they followed them immediately.

After entering, Sanji looked around and found the location of Wu Sheng and the others. He ordered a cup of coffee, walked to a corner behind them, and pricked up his ears to listen.

[The fact that Menghui contracted the flu and fell ill was man-made], which made him very angry.

"There is obviously something wrong with Miss Kusumi's reaction and Takeda's reaction today. They may start talking about it in a while. If so, I must question them both!"

But when he first heard the friendly and somewhat ambiguous exchange between the two, he couldn't help but shed tears of grief like a single man.

But until Kuzhu answered: "It has something to do with me." He stood up immediately.

Then I heard "but" again, suppressed my emotions and sat down again.

As a result, the more he listened, the more frightened he became. It turned out that all the blame lay on his master!

He had naturally heard about what happened three years ago, but he only became an apprentice when Ohana and Renzi opened a store to recruit people. Then because of his excellent talent and rapid progress, he was officially accepted by Ohana as an apprentice, and he had no idea about the details.

Now listening to the client's story, I immediately felt that my master was very wrong. He just patted his ass and left after the matter was done. As a result, the people he let down now came to seek revenge and implicated him in the restaurant.

So he stood up quickly, not caring whether he would be scolded after being exposed.

Quickly walked up to the two of them, bowed at ninety degrees, and shouted: "I'm sorry!"