I rely on cooking to dominate the ghost killing team

Didn't stay long in Yokohama.In order to avoid the terrible evening rush hour of the tram, Wu Yue returned early with Yiyong.

The Ferris wheel at Mirai Port 21 has not been completed, Bajingdao Ocean Park has no money to go, and the bustling Chinatown has not been finished.I spent a lot of money to taste a very expensive roast goose, but the taste was extremely bad, and the price/performance ratio was so low that it exploded, which made Wu Yue feel as if he had thrown money into the water.

No no no.If you think about it carefully, if the money falls into the water, you can probably appreciate the dismal appearance of the banknotes soaked in water and slowly sinking.But if you spend money to eat dry and bland roast goose, you can only endure the double torture of psychology and taste at the same time.

As for Wuyue, she still needs to bear a heavy sense of guilt - it is really...

... so embarrassing!

The only good thing is that Yi Yong didn't say much about it.He didn't agree with her when she complained, but silently helped her eat most of the roast goose.

Really, May was almost moved to tears.

"However, although the roast goose is really terrible, the white sugar cake in that store is really good."

When he was standing on the platform waiting for the bus, Wu Yue casually talked about it.

"White sugar cake?" Yi Yong thought for a while, "Hmm...it's really good."

It tastes like it is made of glutinous rice flour, but the taste is extraordinarily refreshing, without any sticky feeling, the sweetness is just right, and it is cut into a very delicate diamond shape, just looking at it makes people like it.

Therefore, Wuyue couldn't figure out why this restaurant was able to achieve "the signature dishes are made extremely unpalatable" and "the desserts and snacks are made so popular" at the same time.

"I'll try to make it when I get home." She muttered softly, "Ah... But there is no such thing as glutinous rice flour in the house here. It seems that we can only go back to Taisho's house."

Hearing her talking to herself, Yiyong was taken aback suddenly, and cast a surprised look at her.And Wu Yue, who was so inexplicably glanced at by Yi Yong, was also stunned.

Staring blankly at each other for a few seconds, Yiyong finally realized where the sense of disobedience in her words to herself came from, Wuyue finally realized why Yiyong's expression was a little surprised.

——Because the word she just said was, "Taisho's house".

It should be "The Home of the Volunteer".

May suddenly felt distressed.She wanted to defend in a panic, but her words froze inexplicably, and she couldn't even speak for a while.She could only shake her head repeatedly, and the awkward silence lasted for a while before she finally thought of how to explain it decently.

But when the words came out of her mouth, she panicked again.

"No, no, no... I accidentally slipped my mouth..." She said hurriedly, stuttering a little, "I, I, I just said it casually, and I didn't mean to take over your house—of course I have no intention of staying at your house!"

Yiyong didn't answer, just looked at her, unable to figure out why she was so flustered.Originally, he wanted to remind her not to be so anxious, just speak slowly, but seeing him move his lips, Wu Yue seemed even more nervous.

"Wait... I will move out when I go back this time. I won't bother you anymore. Don't worry!"

With such a swearing promise on her lips, Wu Yue's mood sank unconsciously.However, she knows that living in Yiyong's house has indeed caused him a lot of trouble - if you really want to count it carefully, except for helping to take care of the three meals a day, she probably adds to the chaos at other times .

Not to mention that this time I accidentally involved Yiyong in something that should have been handled by myself...

ah.She didn't dare to think about it.

"There's no need to move away for the time being." Yi Yong interrupted the endless apology and said, "You don't have anywhere else to go, do you?"

Hearing this, Wu Yue was inevitably a little embarrassed, she nodded her head dully, and said in a muffled voice, "Well... that's true..."

She never had a place that could be called "home" in Taisho.The home that should have belonged to her is long gone.Apart from Giyong's family, the Kuwashima family is probably the only one that can be regarded as a place to stay.

...That's right, you can also live in Kuangdao's house!

This surprise discovery made May almost cry out of excitement—it seems that she is not so lonely that she has nowhere to go.

He was about to tell Yiyong about this backup option, but he interrupted him.

"You don't have much money around, so it must be very inconvenient if you go out alone. And..."

He paused at this place inexplicably.After being urged several times by May, the "and" continued.

"It's my job for a stepson to practice with the pillar. You are my stepson, so it's no problem to follow me. What's more, you don't 'boss' me... that's it."

He finished these words slowly.He didn't want to look around indiscriminately, but for some reason, he couldn't hold back his desire to see Wu Yue's expression, so he quietly cast his eyes on her for a while.

Unsurprisingly, there was a smile on her lips.But why is this smile rippling in her eyes together with surprise?Yi Yong couldn't figure it out.

In a daze, Yiyong couldn't figure out May's mood at all. Instead, he remembered the talk show he watched the day before yesterday that said that there would be a generation gap after three years of age.There is a four-year difference between him and May, which is one and one-third of the generation gap.

... No wonder he couldn't figure it out.

He suddenly felt relieved - although he still didn't understand May's mood.But Wuyue himself didn't seem to care about this, and even temporarily forgot the etiquette that he had always kept in mind, and grabbed Yiyong's hand, shaking it briskly.

"I'm very happy!" She eagerly shared her feelings with Yi Yong, "Because this is the first time you said that I am your stepson!"

Before that, Yiyong had never actively said that she was his stepson, and always needed her to add the identity of "Shuizhu stepson" in her self-introduction.

Wu Yue also knew that Yi Yong was a reserved and reticent person, so he didn't expect too much about it.She never expected to be praised for her bravery, she only thought that she would be satisfied not to hear the words "you are not worthy to be my stepson" from him.

So when Giyuu uttered words that exceeded expectations, she instantly felt ecstatic.

This kind of mood is not very easy for Yiyong to understand.However, he still caught some of May's good mood, even though he was still saying slightly disappointing words.

"Is it just because I said such a sentence? You, you are still childish."

Wuyue continued to smile, dragged Yiyong onto the tram, picked a seat near the corner and sat down.There were few people on the tram, and no voice could be heard at all, so Wu Yue didn't dare to speak loudly, but quietly leaned into Yi Yong's ear, and whispered, "There's nothing wrong with being childish."

It would be naive of her to feel elated at such a small acknowledgment.

The warm breath gently fell into the ears along with the mischievous words, which made Yiyong feel a little uncomfortable, and even his mood became suddenly confused.He almost didn't hear Wu Yue's words clearly, he just nodded indiscriminately, and responded casually: "It's pretty good."

Hearing his affirmation, Wuyue seemed to be in a better mood, swinging her legs casually, and wandered all the way back to Tokyo from Yokohama.

Although deliberately avoiding the evening rush hour, in the last few stops, I still encountered a flow of people coming off work.The carriage was squeezed so that there was not much space to speak of, and even when getting off the carriage, they were squeezed out by the crowd.This is really bad experience.

"In terms of comfort, taxis are better."

May made such an exclamation very disappointingly.

But thinking of the pitiful money left in her wallet, she would probably choose the tram without hesitation.

Before leaving the station, Wu Yue did not forget to glance at the electronic clock hanging at the exit.The start time of the fireworks show seems to be seven o'clock, and the sky is still bright at this moment, and there is still a long time before the arrival of the hour, so May is not in a hurry, and walks slowly with Yiyong to the river.

Just when the last ray of sunlight was dim, they came under the cable bridge.Although it's not yet time for the performance, the "first-class seats" under the bridge with the best view are already fully occupied.Going farther, it is still people and people.

The crowd gathered together, just looking at it made Yiyong feel awed.He didn't want to be crowded in the same place with so many people, so he dragged Wuyue to continue walking far away.

The crowded crowd was left behind, and they picked an empty river bank.

As soon as he stopped, the fireworks exploded behind him.If it wasn't for the sudden light up in the dull sky, neither of them would have noticed.

May hurried back.The slender light purple trajectory of the first firework has been fired to the extreme, and after a pause in the air for a few seconds, it will be dimmed.She hastily tugged on Yiyong's sleeve and reminded him, "Look back!"

In fact, there is no need to remind May, Yiyong has already noticed, because the sound of fireworks is really hard to ignore.

When the fireworks dissipated, a distinct dissipating sound could be heard.The small flames fell into the night sky, much like winter snow, but dimmed faster.Immediately, more fireworks trailed like stardust to the sky.

Blooming, instant brightness.Dissipate, return to silence.These moments are repeated with rumbles.In a trance, it seemed to become a colorful spot of light that kept flickering.

Giyuu stared at the night sky.The bright light cast by those fireworks reflected in his eyes, and his deep and unwavering eyes finally had a slight fluctuation.

May is close to his side, all she can hear is the sound of the river lapping on the bank and her own heavy breathing.At some point, her eyes turned from the gorgeous night sky to Giyuu.

Then it could no longer be moved away.

I don't want to follow the bright skyline, but I want to watch the sparkle in his eyes—it must be because I have seen too many summer fireworks in the past, so I just want to peek at the reflected fireworks from his eyes at this moment Bar.

she thinks.