I rely on cooking to dominate the ghost killing team

After finishing the porridge, I went downstairs, raised my hand to hail a taxi, told the driver that the destination of this trip was Yokohama, and then sat in the back row under the surprised eyes of the driver.

"Bang".Close the door.

Until this time, the driver's surprise had not completely dissipated, but he didn't say anything. He stepped on the accelerator, as if he was afraid that the fat passenger would fly away this time, and he was extremely eager.

Regardless of the process, the result is the same - Giyuu and Itsuki are already galloping towards Yokohama.

Giyong didn't know why Wuyue wanted to take him to Yokohama, and he didn't know why he agreed in a strange way.

Yokohama...?

He suddenly remembered that the first time he met her was in the city called Yokohama.

Thinking about it this way, a sense of nostalgia for no reason appeared in Yiyong's heart unconsciously.

It is clear that this is just a trivial matter, and there is no value of nostalgia, but Yiyong can't forget it no matter what, and there is a faint clamor in his heart that he must never forget it.

However, Giyuu knows that for May, Yokohama is a city full of painful and sad memories.Would it make her feel unhappy to come back here again?Will she recall the heavy past?

Moreover, from the time he took the taxi, May has not made any noise.It is clear that she usually likes to talk, the contrast is a bit too sharp...

Thinking of this, Yiyong suddenly became worried, and hurriedly looked at Wuyue, only to see Wuyue was looking out of the window, leaning on the window frame with one hand, the wind blowing her short hair was messy, but she looked like No thought of tidying up my hair.

In the light water-colored eyes, there are emotions that Yiyong can't see clearly.Yiyong looked away.

As expected, she was bound by the memories of Yokohama, so she probably kept silent.He could vaguely feel the sadness in his heart.

No.Giyuu guessed completely wrong.

The reason why May is silent is because of the terrible taxi fare, and the reason why she doesn't turn her head is also because she doesn't want to see the crazy increase in the fare figure on the meter.

After all, this is a country where taxi fares are so high that it would scare Tianling Gai away.

Wu Yue was trying very hard not to let herself think too much, but she couldn't help but think, what nerve did she get wrong when she went out—otherwise why would she choose a taxi!

Isn't it convenient to go to Yokohama by train?Isn't there a cheaper bus?Why is it a taxi!

huh-huh-

calm.Calm down quickly.

Now that they are in a taxi, the wheels have already run over their cousins ​​in Tokyo and Yokohama, so there is no room for regret.

With so many "already", she completely lost the idea of ​​asking the driver to stop.

Besides, she has enough money in her hand.While the taxi fare from Tokyo to Yokohama was indeed a rather intimidating expense, she wasn't out of pocket.

Besides, it is a rare opportunity to return to Yokohama this time, and there is nothing wrong with choosing a more comfortable way of travel.In life, it is always rare to enjoy so many times.

That's right...that's it...just enjoy it...she doesn't regret it at all!

After brainwashing herself crazily, Wu Yue's mood seemed a little clearer.However, when the driver pointed at the number on the meter with a smile, and then extended his hand to her with a smile, Wu Yue almost fainted.Barely maintaining her sanity, she tremblingly took out her wallet, and tremblingly pulled out a thick stack of banknotes, counted several times, then closed her eyes tightly, stretched out her hand, and handed the money to the driver.

It was only a few 10-minute drive, and the wallet became thinner in an instant. This kind of blow really made Wu Yue unbearable.

"To be honest, I really didn't expect that a taxi would be so expensive... Sigh..." Wu Yue sighed again and again, while recounting the money left in her wallet, she muttered to herself, "It's better to go back. Take the tram, I really can't afford the taxi fare for the return trip..."

Listening to her thoughts, Yi Yong suddenly realized what she was worrying about, and finally realized that he had made up too much.He resignedly put away his comforting thoughts, but felt grateful for it in his heart.

He looked around.He is not unfamiliar with Yokohama—but this Yokohama is very strange to him.After all, a century has passed, and it is not surprising even if earth-shaking changes have taken place.

"Well... I used to take this road quite often." Wuyue was also looking around, "But I don't know where to go, anyway, let's go around first. Can you, Mr. Yiyong?"

"Well. Listen to you."

Yiyong's cooperation made Wuyue feel a little pride for no reason, she smiled triumphantly, and couldn't even walk the road properly.She jumped on the sidewalk, and Yi Yong followed behind her, watching her brisk steps.

After only bouncing for a short distance, Wu Yue gave up this overly awkward way of walking and obediently moved forward step by step—mainly because it was too tiring to keep bouncing all the time.

When passing by a school, May told Yiyong that this was her former junior high school.The stationery store in front of the school is a place she often goes to, and the curry in the foreign food store across the street is cheap and delicious.

Another example is that the bridge across the river was rebuilt a few years ago. Because of the construction work, she had to take many detours to go to and from school every day.

It seems that every place here has memories worth telling, and the past is engraved everywhere.Unconsciously, Wu Yue actually felt a little nostalgic.

Walk along this road to the end, cross the intersection, and then turn into the alley. The main road connected at the end becomes much deserted in an instant.There were not many people in sight, and even the withered and yellow street trees looked bleak.

Standing alone among the fallen leaves was a building that looked like a Western-style church.This is the first time Yiyong has seen such a high-rise building, but he feels a bit familiar.He couldn't help casting a few more glances.

"That's the orphanage where I used to live." She said softly, "It's scary just looking at it."

Yi Yong turned to look at her: "Do you want to go in?"

"No!" Wuyue vetoed more decisively than ever, "Although Dun told me that the vicious dean had passed away, I still... Besides, I have no reason to go back to the orphanage. There I don't have any pleasant memories."

Giyuu put his hands in his coat pockets, and seemed to smile.

"Well. That's good too," he said.

Going away from the orphanage, the place ahead is even more lively.

But it is clear that they have gone far, whether it is the fallen leaves or the orphanage, they have been left far behind, but Wuyue still can't help but look back.

Of course, she couldn't see anything.

The mood suddenly relaxed a lot.Wuyue twitched the corners of her lips, and sped up her pace a little to avoid being left behind by Yiyong who was walking too fast.

"That boy—the boy who will turn into a white tiger." For no reason, Giyuu suddenly mentioned Atsushi Nakajima, "He doesn't look like a tiger, just like an ordinary person."

To be honest, Yoshiyuki made Atsuna Nakajima into a child with pointed claws, furry cheeks and black stripes all over his body.But when I saw it with my own eyes, I realized that there was nothing special about his appearance.

All in all, in his opinion, Atsushi Nakajima does not look like a white tiger at all, and maybe only silver-white hair can match the elements of "white tiger" all over his body.

Hearing Giyuu's words, Wu Yue blinked in confusion.

"That's right. I think I said it before. He is usually like an ordinary person. He only turns into a white tiger on the night of the full moon. It is even bigger than the tiger we saw at the zoo yesterday. However, Why are you talking about Dun all of a sudden?"

The conversation about Atsushi Nakajima started a bit too abruptly.

"Because I happened to pass near the orphanage, so I also remembered this incident."

But this confusion did not appear suddenly.Speaking of which, Yoshiyuki has wanted to express this confusion for a long time—when he saw Atsushi Nakajima at the entrance of the gyudon shop, he wanted to say it when he saw the white tiger at the zoo.

However, they are all forgotten.

But now it is finally able to solve this confusion, which is a good thing.

Walking on the busy street, Wuyue looked very absent-minded, always looking around, holding the wallet in his hand, anxiously thinking about the remaining balance, and thinking about what to do next. How can I have a good meal with this money.

The more she thought about it, the more distressed she became.Accidentally, I almost walked from the sidewalk to the bicycle lane.Fortunately, he responded in time.When I looked up, the street scene that fell into my eyes seemed to be a little strange.

"Uh……"

She doesn't seem to have been here before...

She looked around hastily.A little farther ahead obliquely is the huge Ferris wheel of Minato Mirai 21, and there are signs for the subway station on the side of the road.

Although I accidentally walked into an unfamiliar neighborhood, it seemed that I would not get lost for the time being.Don't worry about May now.

If you do get lost, follow the signs at worst.Rail transit routes extend in all directions, can't you still find a way to go home?

Thinking about it this way, Wuyue became inexplicably startled, feeling lighthearted, and bought two cups of pearl milk tea at a roadside beverage store.

After poking the straw into the cup, she handed the milk tea to Yiyong.

"Hey, here you are. Don't drink it all in one go this time, okay?"

Five hundred milliliters is stuffy in one mouthful, not to mention whether it will be uncomfortable, but if you eat so many pearls all at once, the risk of choking is terribly high.

Yiyong nodded seriously, picked up the milk tea, took a big sip, savored it carefully for a while, and commented: "I think yours is better."

"Huh? Really?"

May's eyes were full of surprises, she smiled shyly and muttered.

"Oh... Really... This compliment came too suddenly..."

etc.If you make milk tea every day, will you be praised every day?