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Kazuma, who had slept from an afternoon nap until evening, turned over.

"Crash!"

I was still oblivious to the sound of water in my ears, and I could even smell a faint fragrance. Feeling really annoyed, I did a sit-up.

An unfamiliar ceiling came into view. After a moment of thought, I realized that I was not in the home I had lived in for more than ten years, and that I had been wandering around outside for half a month.

Kazuma walked to the door with a pained expression and turned on the light.

Then I followed the sound downstairs.

"Hey! Kerry! What are you doing up so late at night...?"

When they got downstairs, Kazuma's eyes widened in surprise.

He saw Kerry sitting in the bathroom with the door open, holding a small stool and a dark, indistinct object in his hand.

Kazuma immediately sobered up, and the scent reminded him of the old ladies who had come up to them during the day and told them that this was a haunted house.

He cautiously stepped forward, glancing at Kerry, fearing that Kerry might suddenly turn around and reveal a monstrous face.

However, Kerry was calmly fiddling with something in his hands.

Hearing Kazuma's voice, he turned around and looked at Kazuma.

"Look, water has been seeping out of here for two hours straight! And there's always hair floating in here."

The lights in that corridor keep turning on and off, and there's a woman's shadow floating around inside. Every time the lights are turned off and on again, she gets closer to me. Also, when I turn on the faucet here, blood foam comes out.

"So...so what?"

Kazuma listened to Kerry's chilling description and looked in horror toward the kitchen. The light there actually turned on and then off in the next instant, and Kazuma vaguely saw a shadow standing there.

Kazuma screamed in fright and pulled out the gun he'd never taken off even while sleeping, pointing it in that direction.

"K...Kri! We! What do we do?!"

Even though Kazuma had been through a lot of blood during this time, he was still completely flustered when he saw this scene.

Kerry calmly shook his head.

"What are you afraid of?" Kerry took out a small bottle.

"I just filled a bottle with the blood that came out of the tap. We'll take it to be tested tomorrow to see what blood type it is. Maybe it can solve a lot of blood donation problems in the future!"

And this water... let's test it later to see if it's poisonous. If not, with this inexhaustible supply, we won't need to pay water bills anymore. I just tried it myself, and it didn't harm my skin; at least we can use it for bathing! If it's drinkable, we'll save on water bills altogether! If it keeps gushing out, we can even get a pump and boil the water to give away for free to the elderly folks in the neighborhood!

And that shadow... if there are ghosts, could I get the Nobel Prize to come and present it to me personally? And maybe we could gather all the deceased sports stars together and hold regular underworld competitions! Let the living chat with their departed loved ones. I checked, and this market is currently untapped. We could start by establishing a company that specializes in this, allowing the dead and the living to meet..."

Before Kerry could finish explaining his ideas, everything went back to normal.

The lights stopped flashing, the water stopped bubbling, and started draining down the drain.

Kerry frowned, stepped forward and turned on the faucet that had been spewing blood and foam. Clear water flowed out of the faucet normally, and the fragrance that had lingered in the bathroom gradually dissipated.

Kerry glanced at the bathtub and then at the half-woven organic hemp rope in his hand.

"No, why is this being considered stingy?"

After finding nothing amiss, Kerry regretfully dried himself off. Since he had already washed up, he prepared to go to bed.

"Wait! Are we just going to leave it like this?"

Kazuma was still a little nervous and grabbed Kerry, who was about to walk up.

Kerry shook his head.

"There's nothing wrong with keeping some food supplies in the house, since I'm not hungry right now anyway."

By the time Kazuma realized what was happening, Kerry had already gone upstairs.

Kerry managed to get some sleep that night, a rare occurrence, while Kazuma couldn't sleep at all and would occasionally try to talk to the air.

They were terrified that if he fell asleep, a female ghost would appear and drain him dry.

Fortunately, he had slept all afternoon, and when Kerry woke up early the next day, Kazuma was still quite energetic.

The two decided to go and see what it was about that kappa that had asked them for help.

After all, although the ghouls had eaten their fill that time, they still needed to plan ahead, and neither of them wanted to experience that feeling of hunger again.

The two rode their small bikes from the side of the building downstairs, heading towards the port area.

After the two left, a group of middle-aged women gathered not far away looked at each other in confusion.

"They were perfectly fine all night? Could something have gone wrong?"

"No rush, just wait."

...

In Tokyo, springtime often brings sudden drizzles that stop after a while.

The two rode towards the port area, seeing many people wearing masks along the way.

Springtime is the season when hay fever is rampant, and in Japan, a place where 40% of the population suffers from hay fever, this is a very common scene.

It's worth mentioning, however, that hay fever isn't caused by the Japanese having special genes or being infected with genetic diseases by the radiation from the "Nagasaki Hayate" storm. Rather, it was caused by the reckless planting of cedar trees everywhere by the city government back then.

Cedar trees are the tall, straight trees with leaves all over their branches that are commonly found around shrines and temples. Because they are so effective, even planting some in a shrine in the city can create a visual effect of secluded orchids in a deep valley. However, while they are beautiful, they can be deadly during pollen season.

It wasn't until around 23 years later that Japan began to take this issue seriously and started rampant logging.

Once they arrived at the area where the address was located, Kazuma looked at Kerry with some confusion.

"What's wrong with you? You've been silent for a while now."

"It's nothing. I think I saw a wet blue-haired girl with twin ponytails walking towards the rehearsal room when it was raining. I really wanted to follow her and see what was going on, but I felt that what I was doing here was more important. Now I'm a little regretful."

"What are you talking about? Come to think of it, I've heard of it before, but Totsuki is really..."

Kazuma stared in astonishment at the building that stood like a mountain gate in the port area and the endless scale behind it.

This port area isn't the kind where a commander might accidentally get taken back by ship girls and exploited; it's one of the most expensive areas in Tokyo, facing the estuary and right next to Chuo Ward.

It's hard to imagine that this place, which is larger than a typical university and even has its own back mountain and different dormitories, is just a culinary school without university divisions, where students basically don't go to university after graduation but go straight to work, rather than some kind of magic school like Hogwarts.

Ps:

Just a heads-up about the upcoming update schedule: five chapters for three days, four chapters for three days, and then three chapters a day!

Chapter Forty-Seven: A Girl's Blushing Surpasses Everything

The two regretted their decision when they saw the gate. They should have asked the village chief about the person who was looking for them. In such a big place, who would know who was looking for them?

However, just as the two of them stood at the door, several men wearing sunglasses and suits came out from behind the door. One of them looked down at some equipment, then looked at the two of them, and then stepped forward and gave a respectful bow.

"Distinguished guests, I am very sorry for the neglect."

The commander-in-chief is currently negotiating future contracts with the food suppliers. You two can rest here for a while, or we can drive you to the back hill to wait.

When they saw the other party immediately display such a meticulous and dedicated attitude, both Kazuma and Kerry were taken aback.

The Supreme Commander? Could it be that the person asking for our help this time is the legendary Supreme Commander of Totsuki?

However, Kazuma was taken aback for a moment before realizing what was happening. To be honest, as a complete otaku, he had never been treated with such respect in his entire life.

Moreover, the person who contacted them this time seemed to be that internationally influential old man, the principal of Totsuki Academy, and the head of Totsuki, the leading Japanese restaurant chain, Senzaemon Nakiri.

So, as a socially anxious shut-in...

Kazuma showed no stage fright whatsoever, nor did he feel uncomfortable or flustered by the respectful attitude of the other party. He simply waved his hand casually.

"No need, we'll just wander around your school. Oh, and please park our car and charge it, and bring us two bottles of drinks."

"Uh..."

Several men in suits looked at the small bicycle the two were pushing with some surprise, and hesitated.

"Is there a problem?"

Kazuma frowned, making a displeased expression.

"I'm very sorry, no, please wait a moment, we'll have someone go and get the drinks made by the students in the beverage department."

Ten minutes later.

On the main road of Totsuki Academy, Kerry and Kazuma each held a cup of a beverage that looked like it had been carefully prepared.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! This taste!"

The combination of soda and juice, which should be an incongruous pairing, works surprisingly well together. The subtle spiciness from the mint is the perfect finishing touch. The pudding pieces that enhance the texture and the blueberry sauce wrapped in thin glutinous rice are like surfing on my tongue!

He Zhen, who had just been acting like a big shot, immediately revealed his true nature of being completely unsophisticated when no one was around.

He launched into a long eulogy about a drink made by a student.

Kerry glanced at Kazuma speechlessly, but didn't say anything. Indeed, even the cooking of a random student from Totsuki Culinary Academy surpassed most of the things he had tasted in this world.

He took a few more sips and then began to look around.

"But you don't know until you see it, it's really extravagant here. Speaking of which, was that dormitory just now? It's really quite luxurious."

Kazuma looked up and saw the massive Far Moon Mountain before him, with buildings layered upon each other on its slopes.

Some are dormitories with signs for "XX Dormitory", some are signs for "XX Culinary Research Society", and some seem to be teaching buildings. Just looking at the area without buildings, you could believe that wild boars live in these mountains.

The "ryo" here is not an ancient organization like the Onmyōryō (Yin-Yang Bureau), but a dormitory-style building, which is quite common in some universities in Japan. However, those universities are basically organized by clubs, and people in the same club live in a small building. This is convenient for the club to train together for competitions. The small building is like a shared apartment, with a common hall and a bunch of small rooms, where members either live in pairs or alone.

Of course, this is also the core tool for Japanese university students to build social connections and establish academic affiliations. Seniors who have entered the workforce will also use the excuse of reminiscing about the past or checking on the younger generation to select their own people. For example, if you look up some of the top positions in Japanese civil service, you will find that the previous class came from Waseda xx dormitory, this class is from the same dormitory, and the next class will be the same.

Kazuma marveled at the towering building and the school's unique shuttle buses that he had never seen before.

"Technology is really amazing now. I heard that there are tram tracks that run through residential areas now."

Kerry just smiled dismissively.

"What's so special about that? The US had planes flying through buildings back in 2001."

Just as Kerry and Zhen were strolling aimlessly around the campus, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Hey! You two over there, are you also first-years? Isn't it class time? What are you doing wandering around outside?"

A woman's voice came from inside, and the two of them looked toward the source of the sound.