Living in Tokyo, starting with a lifestyle-related job

The aroma of rice and Mapo Tofu wafted from the front of me.

Although the female driver in sunglasses was a little tempted, she didn't dare to touch her chopsticks right away. Instead, she waited for Hojo Kirisa to start eating before she dared to take a bite.

at this time.

Mapo tofu is bright red in color, with a rich sauce and tofu that is as white and tender as jade. It is garnished with bright red chilies and emerald green scallions, and exudes an enticing aroma.

But when the usually aloof and emotionless Hojo Kirisa looked at the Mapo Tofu, her brows began to furrow.

After careful consideration, she bit her red lips slightly, then picked up her spoon and gently scooped up a spoonful of Mapo Tofu to taste.

Just started.

Her expression remained indifferent, as if all worldly emotions were irrelevant to her.

But as the spicy flavor of the tofu exploded in her mouth, her brows furrowed more and more.

The numbing and spicy sensation felt like countless tiny needles dancing on her tongue, stimulating her taste buds.

She forced herself to endure the spiciness, trying to maintain her usual aloof demeanor.

But the spiciness was too intense, like a fire burning in her mouth. Her fair face slowly warmed up and turned red, with beads of sweat appearing on her skin.

As time went on, the spiciness grew stronger and stronger, and the spicy and numbing sensation in her mouth caused tears to well up in Hojo Kirisa's eyes.

Although she felt the taste was indeed very good, for someone who couldn't handle too much spice, this kind of dish was really hard to bear.

Even so, she still forced herself to endure the spiciness and maintained a cool expression as she continued eating Mapo Tofu.

But the more she ate, the more sweat beaded on her forehead, and tears streamed down her face from the spiciness.

However, when Shiro Shiro saw the expression on her face, with tears streaming down her face from the spiciness, she couldn't help but smile.

At this moment, Hojo Kirisa could no longer maintain her usual icy and aloof expression. Instead, she glared at Bai Feng with shame and indignation, gritting her teeth through her burning lips, and said, "You!!!"

She wanted to say something, but it was too spicy to speak.

Shiro Kaede handed her tissues and milk, smiling as she said:

"The president can't handle spicy food?"

"That's quite a surprise."

Sweating profusely from the spiciness, Hojo Kirisa bit her red lips and snorted coldly. She then took the milk and drank it down immediately, intending to relieve the spiciness.

After taking a big gulp, Hojo Kirisa felt a little better. She took a tissue and wiped away her sweat, then looked hesitantly at the remaining Mapo Tofu in front of her, unsure whether she should continue eating.

After pondering for a while, she looked coldly at Bai Feng, but because her mouth was still extremely spicy, she had some difficulty speaking and could only ask haltingly:

"Did Director Hojo also finish eating yesterday?"

“Yesterday, Director Hojo ate it all without any expression,” Shiro Kaede said with a playful smile, noticing that she didn’t seem to want to eat much. “So I suppose President Hojo wouldn’t waste food, would she?”

Hojo Kirisa, of course, noticed Bai Feng's mischief and glared at him a few times, feeling both ashamed and indignant.

After thinking for a while, she looked at the deep red Mapo Tofu in front of her, silently took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and continued eating.

Beep, beep, beep~

After a few beeps, the air conditioner quickly produced cool air, which blew into the coffee shop.

Hojo Kirisa silently watched as Shirokaze turned down the air conditioning with the remote. She didn't say anything, just kept eating with her head down, but the coldness and anger in her expression lessened considerably with his action.

While Shiro was unaware, the female driver in sunglasses was actually quietly eating Mapo Tofu.

Even she, like Hojo Kirisa, couldn't handle such a spicy flavor.

However, because she was serious and always wore sunglasses, neither Shiro Kaede nor Kirisa Hojo noticed that her eyes behind the sunglasses were already burning with tears.

She was still a little annoyed when she saw that Shiro Shiro had only given milk to Kirisa Hojo, but due to the nature of her profession, she couldn't ask Shiro Shiro for milk in front of Kirisa Hojo.

Moreover, her boss was eating Mapo Tofu, so even if she didn't want to, she had no choice but to continue eating it.

However, at that moment, a bottle of milk was suddenly placed in front of her and Hojo Kirisa.

Upon seeing this, the female driver in sunglasses quickly grabbed the milk and drank it down in large gulps.

After finally feeling comfortable, he silently increased his favorability towards Shiro Kaede by 1 point.

Thinking that if this guy encounters any trouble in front of Hojo Kirisa in the future, I might as well give him a little reminder.

after a while.

The two finally finished their Mapo Tofu.

Seeing this, Hojo Kirisa didn't hesitate to throw 50,000 yen from her wallet behind the bar, then took the bottle of milk and quickly walked out of the coffee shop, trying to remain calm.

The female driver in sunglasses nodded slightly to Shiro Kaede and then took the milk with her, quickly following behind Kirisa Hojo.

After happily accepting the 50,000 yen into his pocket, Shiro Kaede looked at the top-grade domestic chili peppers he had bought from a shop.

I realized that this kind of chili pepper is indeed the authentic one.

After all, the spice that Sunaga Yuriko bought yesterday wasn't very spicy at all. Although it was the authentic recipe, it just didn't feel quite right.

The top-quality domestic chili peppers I bought today finally show what true Mapo Tofu is all about.

Subsequently.

After finishing his business at the shop, Shiro Kaede checked the time.

It was discovered around 7:30.

He remembered that his and Mizuno Maki's work clothes hadn't been washed yet.

Since I still have time, I thought I might as well take it to the coin-operated washing machine.

But after thinking about it, he decided to forget about it.

When Mizuno Maki arrives, let her take it to wash herself.

After all, this is the work uniform she's wearing now. If I were to take it away to wash it without permission, it would be troublesome if she were misunderstood.

Because there are quite a few perverts in Japan who have a taste for this.

He has a particular fondness for sniffing women's clothes, underwear, or socks.

Some even send private messages online to others asking to buy these items, intending to collect them.

Although Bai Feng doesn't have this kind of fetish, it's best to avoid it to avoid any trouble.

After all, his predecessor had confessed his feelings to Mizuno Maki, so their relationship was somewhat complicated.

If Mizuno Maki finds out about this, she might start to have all sorts of wild thoughts.

Of course, it's also possible that he's overthinking it.

However, to avoid trouble, it's best to be cautious.

In Japan, being labeled a pervert can lead to a lifelong stigma.

This kind of stain can't be washed away with water.

There's even a movie that specifically depicts a man who was wrongly accused of being a pervert and how he went to great lengths to fight for his rights.

Even if some people know he didn't actually do it, the label that has already been attached to him will not disappear until the very end.

Doubt is the most powerful enemy!

When rumors spread, people will assume you are true, regardless of whether you are or not.

People who are trapped in a self-justification dilemma find it very difficult to break free.

It's like having mud in your crotch; even if it's not a defense, it's still a defense.

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Private Shujin Academy.

When Shiro Shiro returned to the school gate, she was surprised to find that Hojo Kirisa, who had left earlier, was not checking the situation at the school gate.

Since you're not here, you must be handling school affairs in the student union, right?

"Good morning, Kamishiro-kun!" Watanabe Hina, who had just arrived at school, approached with a delighted expression and asked, "Weren't you supposed to be going to dance class today? Why are you here so early?"

"Good morning, Watanabe-senpai," Shiro Kaede greeted him before explaining, "I studied half of it and then came back."

She looked worried:

"Huh? You came back after only studying half of it?"

"Could something have happened?"

"Or perhaps Chairman Hojo did something to you?"

"Well, it's a long story." Shiro Shiro wasn't sure how to explain, so he just said casually, "Anyway, nothing serious happened, and we still have to practice dancing on Monday."

"Oh, that's fine then." Watanabe Hina looked regretful. She actually hoped that President Hojo would think that Shiro Shiro was not a good dancer and then choose to find another dance partner.

But now it seems that Shiro Kaede will still be Shiro Kaede's dance partner in the end.

What exactly is Chairman Hojo considering?

Why choose Kamishiro-kun?

Eh.

Forget it

In short, it would be best if everything were alright.

The two walked to the shoe cabinet while talking.

Watanabe Hina was displeased when she saw that there were still so many love letters in Shiro Kaede's closet.

She knew there were only so many girls in the school.

Therefore, it's impossible for new girls to like Kamishiro-kun every day and send him love letters.

If that's the case, then it means that most of the love letters were sent repeatedly by the girls.

But since Kamishiro-kun has already ignored them, why keep releasing them?

It's truly incomprehensible!

After changing my shoes.

Kamidai Bai Feng asked: