I rely on cooking to dominate the ghost killing team

Successfully admitted to Waseda University and became a rare cultural person in the Taisho era, May almost swelled.

Fortunately, only "almost".

Although my major is an English department that sounds like there is no future, but at least it is not useless.Although the future of the English major is indeed not as good as that of the famous law department in Wandaotian, in Wu Yue's opinion, it is better to choose an easier major than to study law and become bald.

After all, unemployment is only a temporary pain. As long as you have a thick skin and stay long enough and your bottom line is low enough, you can always find a job—but baldness is a lifetime!

With this in mind, May is more and more glad that she is not a law student.

The Waneda campus in Shinjuku is a little far from home, and there is no such thing as a dormitory.May rented a small house near the school and went home every half month.

And every time she goes home, she can see Yiyong teaching children kendo.

To be honest, Yiyong never thought about expanding the business of children's kendo.

At first, he taught young people who had a little foundation in kendo and who aimed to become swordsmen.But I don't know which link has a problem. These young people just learned and left.Wu Yue secretly asked the reason, only to find out that they thought Yiyong was too fierce, and the training was too harsh.

"How fierce are you! You are obviously not fierce at all, okay?" Wu Yue said to Yi Yong angrily, "I can't bear the hardship and blame the harsh training, really... But, you can indeed be a little more gentle A little. Just a little more gentleness is enough."

The topic changed, and the fierce accusation became a practical suggestion.

As May said, she used her thumb to draw a gap the size of a grain of rice.It means that Yiyong only needs to have a "little bit" of gentleness the size of a grain of rice.

Yiyong took it for granted, and decided to adjust his teaching method according to the "little bit" mentioned by Wuyue.

Adjusting, adjusting... Yoshiyuki became a teacher of kendo to children.

Although it was a bit different from the original plan, although Giyuu didn't like children very much and was not good at dealing with children, at least it was not a bad thing.

Tomioka's small kendo class is three days a week, no matter it is windy, rainy or hailstorm, the class will never be suspended.It sounds like it's frighteningly diligent, but the little radish heads who learn kendo are already used to this kind of just-right frequency and incomparably persistent spirit of starting classes.

But in March, when the weather is the best, Mr. Tomioka suddenly said that classes would be suspended for a week from next week.

The little radishheads all made "eh—?" questioning voices.

Giyuu touched the heads of the little carrot heads one by one, and explained briefly: "I'm going to Shinjuku next week."

As for why he went to Shinjuku, Giyuu of course would not tell them.He knew that this group of little carrots would definitely not understand.

Because he's going to his prom in May.

Probably since last semester, May has been whispering about the prom in his ears.

"I heard from the seniors that the prom is super interesting! You must come!" She said while patting his thigh, "There will be delicious snacks!"

Yes, she cares most about the snacks—not the dance itself.

In fact, she didn't need to remind her more, Yiyong would definitely go too.

After packing the suit that Wuyue Qianjianwan asked him to bring neatly, took the tie clip for his birthday gift, and boarded the car bound for Shinjuku.

Walk around the bustling streets.Following the direction he remembered, Yiyong found the small apartment where May is now living smoothly.

Rather than saying "apartment", it would be more appropriate to say "cubicle".It was a small room added to the roof of a single-storey shop building, with low ceilings and terrible sound insulation. Every time I go home in May, I must complain.

"To be honest, I doubt it. That apartment was built illegally." She said solemnly, "otherwise, no one would build such a bad house!"

But no matter how bad it was and how much she complained, she lived in that apartment for a long time-because the rent was so cheap.

In the face of cheap rent, what troubles are not troubles.

Giyuu stood for a while at the door of the izakaya that was not yet open.He could see the small window on the second floor, but he couldn't find a way to the second floor.After walking around, he found an outdoor staircase leading to the second floor at the end of the alley.

The iron stair railings were so rusty that they were about to break, and the steps were narrow and high.Yi Yong took every step carefully.

There was only a small door at the end of the stairs, so he didn't seem to have to bother to find out which room May was in.

He knocked lightly on the door.At the same time, there seemed to be a "plop" in the room, and he could hear Wuyue running towards the door with pattering footsteps.

With a creak, the dilapidated wooden door was pulled open a small crack.

May poked her head out through the crack of the door.

The sun outside the house made her sleepy, and she unconsciously squinted her eyes.She stared at the person at the door for a while before she realized that it was righteousness.

She tightened the blanket wrapped around her shoulders and opened the door.

"You came here today... Ah—" She yawned long.

"Are you still sleeping?" Yi Yong put down his suitcase, turned around and closed the door, "It's already noon."

Wu Yue slipped on her slippers and slowly moved back to the bed, even her voice sounded sleepy: "I'm sorry, I stayed up late yesterday."

She is guilty.She doesn't stay up late anymore.

Yi Yong did not hear her voice of "never staying up late again".He looked at this small room that could be seen at a glance, thinking that the ceiling here is indeed a bit low.

He didn't even have to straighten his arms to touch the ceiling boards.

Although small and cramped, with all the furniture nearly touching together, it was kept fairly clean.Her hat and coat were on the hangers, and her schoolbag was hung behind the chair.

Almost all the books on the bookshelves have been emptied, and there are only a few books left to take home in May.There is a plate of rice balls on the table, which is probably her breakfast today.

Giyuu easily took a rice ball from the plate, but Wuyue yelled at him.

"Get me one!"

Fortunately, I'm not accusing him of stealing my own rice ball.

Yiyong picked out the prettiest one from a plate of rice balls and sent it to Wuyue, but she suddenly changed her mind.

"Wait. Give it to me later." She quickly got up from the bed, "I'll brush my teeth first."

"Oh."

Yiyong put the rice balls back on the plate, and heard May in the bathroom ask him, "Why are you here today? I thought you'd come tomorrow."

"I just bought today's ticket, so I came here today." He chewed on the rice ball and said inarticulately, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

If staying up late is a sin, then staying up late and not getting enough sleep is the ultimate sin.

"Don't sleep anymore." May, who was brushing her teeth, became lisp, "Let's go out and play, shall we?"

It's rare for Giyuu to come to Shinjuku once, and Wuyue felt that it was necessary to take him around the neighborhood.

Otherwise, it would be too boring for the two of them to be in this small apartment.

But where is the best place to go?

May himself has no answer to this question.In May, who finished all the four-year university courses in two years, she usually spends her days studying in this small room, and doesn't play around very much. At most, she just takes a walk nearby.

Thinking about it this way, the two years she stayed in Shinjuku were really boring...

Thinking of this, May couldn't help but sigh.

She rinsed the glass and put it back next to the tap.As soon as she walked out of the bathroom, she lay back on the bed, gnawed on rice balls, and wondered where she could go in Shinjuku.

Unfortunately, after thinking hard for a long time, May still has no idea.

"It's good to just stroll around." Yi Yong said.

Now that Yiyong said so, Wu Yue stopped thinking about it and nodded in agreement.

After eating the rice balls quickly, they went out.

Walking down the last step, Wuyue put the red plaid beret in her hand on her head at a slant, trotted up to Yiyong, and asked, "Does it look good?"

This seems to be a new hat she bought, and Yiyong has never seen her wear it.

He straightened his beret while saying "It looks good."

Apparently, he didn't realize that May was wearing the hat askew on purpose.

Thinking about how a straight man would not understand her aesthetics, Wuyue didn't explain anything to him, just smiled and hooked Yiyong's arm, and walked out of the alley with him.

They wandered aimlessly, bought a bunch of unnamed small blue flowers when they passed by a flower shop, and bought a bunch of soy sauce balls that were not very tasty when they passed by a restaurant.

Through the crowd and traffic, on the other side of the street corner, Wu Yue saw the red eaves of the shrine.She wanted to come, and she heard from a classmate a few days ago that the lottery obtained at that shrine was particularly effective.

In fact, Wu Yue doesn't really believe in such absurd things, but it's all here, so let's ask for a lottery.

Wuyue and Yiyong shook the bamboo tube vigorously.They rolled the lottery almost simultaneously.

May has won a lucky draw.

Yi Yong also won the lucky draw.

Although I couldn't understand a word of the signature written under the word "Daji", it seems that being able to draw Daji is lucky enough in itself!

"Looks like we're both lucky. It's a rare lucky draw, and I'll have to put it away."

May smoothed out the auspicious lottery and carefully put it in his coat pocket.

Suddenly, Yi Yong also put his signature in her pocket.

"Save my luck for me," he said.

"what……?"

Wu Yue smiled slyly, hugged his arm, and said pretending to be intimidating: "You actually put Daji's lottery with me so reassuringly, aren't you afraid that I will steal all your good luck?"

"Not afraid."

It's okay to give it all to you.