Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK.

Chapter 10: Treat Him to a Dinner
When the sunset glow was completely swallowed up by the sea level, the Tokyo sky completely fell into the depth of night.

Boom, boom, boom.

As the regular knocks on the door sounded, Watanabe Yu's thoughts were pulled back to reality.

"coming."

After taking a look at the night outside the window, he stood up and walked towards the entrance.

The only person who could knock on his door at this time was the old lady next door who was in poor health.

Click.

After opening the door, Watanabe Yu looked outside in the dim light of the corridor.

As he expected, the person who caught his eyes was the old lady next door with a sallow complexion and a gentle expression.

Under the light of the corridor, the old lady was wearing an old, slightly yellowed waistcoat, a thick long-sleeved shirt with several patches on the upper body, and plain, old trousers on the lower body.

The temperature in April has clearly warmed up, and her outfit looks quite strange among the crowd, with an indescribable sense of out-of-season dislocation.

"Grandma, is there anything I can help you with?"

Watanabe Yu lowered his eyebrows slightly and asked in a low voice.

During the time when he first came here, this kind old lady gave him a lot of help. In addition to teaching him some tips for living in Tokyo, she would occasionally send him some curry, fried pork chops and the like.

Except for the first time, the old lady always said that she 'accidentally did too much' or 'it was just a token of her appreciation', but her heart was as clear as a mirror.

This kind old lady was just afraid that he couldn't take care of himself, so she always found ways to send him food to prevent him from always eating only discounted food in the supermarket.

Later, after he demonstrated his cooking skills a little, the old lady's frequency of delivering food became less frequent, but she would still send over a single serving of food from time to time.

As a return gift, he would also send some of his own cooking.

"Yuu, have you eaten yet?"

The old lady didn't answer his question, but just raised her eyes and showed a concerned look.

"Not yet." Watanabe Yuu looked embarrassed, like a student caught by the teacher for not doing his homework. He scratched the back of his head and said, "I'll do it later."

He was thinking about just making some fried rice with eggs to make a meal out of it.

There were two discounted eggs in the small refrigerator in his room, which would definitely be enough for dinner tonight.

As for tomorrow morning and noon, he thought about just having something to eat at the convenience store and the cafeteria.

"Didn't I tell you to eat on time? Don't think you're young and don't take care of your body. When your body really breaks down, it will be too late."

The old lady patted his arm gently with her withered palm, then took out a simple food box and handed it to him, "It contains the curry I made too much. It's still hot. Eat it while it's hot."

"Thank you grandma."

Watanabe Yu obediently took the other party's food box, bowed his head and said thank you.

“Eating on time is the greatest thanks to me.”

There was a hint of concern in the old lady's cloudy eyes.

“…I won’t do that next time.”

Watanabe Yu lowered his head and admitted his mistake politely.

Having lived two lives, he knew very well that kindness from strangers like this was rare and precious.

Treat well and cherish those who are good to you.

"That's right." The old lady heard the sincerity in Watanabe Yu's tone and nodded with satisfaction. "After you finish eating, just leave the lunch box at my door."

After saying this, she didn't give Watanabe Yu a chance to respond. She took her unsteady steps and staggered back to her half-open door.

"Grandma, why did you go out again? Didn't the doctor tell you to rest more?"

A cold and helpless female voice suddenly came from inside the room.

This pleasant female voice is like the sound of iced sparkling water on a summer afternoon. As the glass shakes slightly, the bubbles surge slightly, and the wall of the glass gently collides with the ice. The sound alone is enough to soothe your nerves.

To make a very appropriate description, this sound is like a plus version of the bass female voice in ASMR works that are not suitable for all ages. It is slightly cold, magnetic, and at the same time has a kind of tenderness that is unique to women.

To sum it up, it sounds good, I love it, and my brother listens to it a lot.

"It's just two steps. It's not too far. Grandma is not as thin as tofu. She won't break if touched!"

The old lady yelled with some dissatisfaction.

But anyone could tell that the old lady's aura was not that strong at all, and she just looked helpless as an elder facing a younger person.

"Grandma, your health is not as good as it used to be! You are all I have! I don't want to lose you."

The pleasant voice slowed down a lot at once, and there was even a hint of pleading in the words.

"...I understand, Ryoko, it's not as exaggerated as you say. Besides, grandma will not leave you."

The old lady was silent for a moment, and when she spoke again, there was a hint of guilt in her tone.

Click.

The door was closed and the corridor became quiet.

Although the hardware conditions of this old apartment are indeed quite regrettable, the sound insulation of the room is indeed quite good.

After watching the old lady return to her room, Watanabe Yuuya closed the door and returned to his own room. *
"You said that Watanabe classmate pinned the gangster to the ground easily, just like twisting a chicken?"

In the living room of Hayakawa Yuki's home, a tall woman who looked 70% similar to Hayakawa Yuki and only in her early thirties raised her eyebrows and asked this question in surprise.

According to Risa Yasuhara and her daughter, she came to the conclusion that Watanabe was quite powerful and easily subdued the suspect.

But after listening to her daughter recount the entire process in detail, the shock she felt was different.

According to my daughter, it was like filming an action movie.

Of course, she was able to sit here so peacefully and listen to her daughter talk about what she had encountered because she had confirmed again and again that her daughter was unharmed and the young man who helped her daughter was also unharmed.

If Yuki said that she was bumped or hit somewhere, or if the boy who was protecting Yuki was injured, then they should be in the best hospital in Tokyo now.

"Yes."

Yuki Hayakawa nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

"He is your classmate?"

The woman raised an eyebrow, the curiosity in her eyes becoming more intense.

It sounds a bit outrageous that a high school student could easily knock down a subway thief.

The most important thing is that according to his beloved daughter, Watanabe Yu's body shape is not that of an elite member of the sports club.

"Yes."

Yuki Hayakawa nodded slightly, somewhat dissatisfied with her mother's reaction.

"Have you thanked him?"

The woman asked again.

"Isn't this certain? I've thanked you several times."

In this regard, Yuki Hayakawa thinks she has done a pretty good job.

"Is your attitude sincere?"

The woman asked with some concern.

The boy named Watanabe Yu took a huge risk to stand in front of my daughter!

Knife-wielding gangster, these four words do not carry any light weight at all!

"Mom, don't you understand me yet?"

Yuki Hayakawa rolled her eyes helplessly.

Her mother was good in every way except this one aspect, which really made her laugh and cry.

"How could I not understand you? It's just that I'm a little..." The woman coughed softly, and realized that she seemed to be a little confused because of her concern. "I'm worried that you don't have experience in this kind of thing, so..."

"I wouldn't worry you to that extent, would I?"

Yuki Hayakawa's tone was full of helplessness.

But she could also understand her mother.

After all, my mother has always blamed herself for what happened in junior high school.

She felt that it was because she failed to protect herself that she suffered from such bullying.

“As for that.” The woman paused, “Besides, a simple thank you from you is not enough.

"At the very least, I have to thank Watanabe in person and treat him to a meal."

A simple thank you sounds meaningless and may seem like you don't value others.

As a parent, she cannot and will not choose to do so.

"What do you mean, Mom?"

Yuki Hayakawa can understand her mother's actions.

Thinking back, it would be too perfunctory and disrespectful to just say thank you for saving my life.

At least something practical.

"What I mean is, you should find a chance to make an appointment with Watanabe-san and tell him that I want to treat him to a meal and express my gratitude in person. The sooner the better. Um... you'd better tell him tomorrow."

The woman spoke her mind candidly.

There are some things that can be said on the Internet, and there are some things that absolutely cannot be said on the Internet.

Things like this feel completely different when said in person or on the phone.

"okay, I get it."

Yuki Hayakawa nodded and agreed.

"Then you should go and rest first. You have to get up early for school tomorrow."

"Ah."

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