Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"Well, what's the matter?"

"Where is Sister Tomoko's hometown?"

"I grew up in a small village in Nagano, and only stayed in Tokyo after graduating from university."

"When I mention my hometown, I think of my deceased grandmother..."

A nostalgic expression appeared on Matsumoto Tomoko's face, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"My home has been not far from my grandmother's since I was a child. Every time I went to her place, she would always greet me with a smile and play with me until very late."

"The last time I met her was when Sachiko was very young, but I still remember my grandmother's gentle smile clearly."

It was the first time that Ginjo Sosuke saw his wife talk about the past with a smile on her face.

The reason why he asked these questions was that he wanted to slowly get to know everything about this woman.

"It turns out that Sister Tomoko and I both moved to Tokyo from small villages. No wonder we both feel so close to the countryside."

Ginjo Sosuke gently embraced his wife in his arms. It was destiny that two people could be together from such far away places.

"We've walked around here a few times, too. What do you think, Sister Tomoko?"

"Yeah, I don't think it's here either."

"In that case, let's prepare to go to the next shrine."

"Yeah, I feel a little regretful."

"There's nothing to regret. There are nearly thirty shrines in total. If you get discouraged at the beginning, there will be no end."

"It's a rare opportunity, so let's just take it as a leisurely search while sightseeing."

"Yes, Sousuke is right."

And so, the two left the first shrine and headed for the next location.

The sun gradually rose and the temperature gradually increased.

The two searched a total of three shrines in the morning, and none of them seemed to have anything to do with "praying for marriage".

As the hottest period was approaching, Yincheng and his wife planned to find a place to have lunch and rest, but they discovered a big problem.

The place they were in was too remote and there was no place to have lunch nearby.

Some people might think, “That’s what they say, but at least there are convenience stores, right?” But the fact is that there really aren’t any.

The differences between the countryside and the city become more and more obvious at this time, especially in mountainous areas where the area is vast, the population is sparse, and transportation is not very convenient.

"It's a headache. I think I'm oversimplifying things..."

I should have bought something at the convenience store near the villa earlier.

Ginjō pedaled his bicycle desperately as the bright sun robbed him of his water and strength, but there was no convenience store, let alone any restaurants or supermarkets.

Now, whether going to the city or returning to the villa, the distance is too far, which is really troublesome.

"There's no other way. Although it will take longer, we should go to the downtown area──"

Just before Yincheng finished speaking.

"Sosuke-kun, what is that flag?"

"Hmm? Flag?"

Ginjo shifted his gaze in the direction Matsumoto Tomoko pointed.

Then, just in front of the field a little further away, I saw a house with a flag erected.

"maybe..."

"Well, let's go and have a look."

The two people held on to a little expectation and tried their best to lift their exhausted feet.

As we got closer, we saw the words "Open for Business" written on the flag.

Ginjo drove towards the house with the hopeful thought, “Apart from restaurants, no store would put up a flag like this.”

After arriving, they saw a bungalow there, an old house with a lot of charm.

There is a small river flowing beside the old house, and a few ducks are swimming comfortably in the river.

Although it is much smaller than the farmland, some crops seem to be grown using hydroponics in the areas further back.

They turned their eyes to the entrance and saw a sign that read "Soba Noodle Shop ~ Ryusuian ~".

"Sousuke-kun, it's a soba shop!"

"Finally found..."

“Yeah, that’s great!”

After Yincheng parked his bicycle, he high-fived his wife without hesitation. His wife, who was usually gentle and quiet, was also very excited at this moment.

Perhaps it was because the temperature and hunger had reached their peak, Ginjo could no longer tell whether he was happy or tired.

The two of them immediately entered the store and saw a very energetic shop assistant and several groups of customers.

The waitress showed them to their seats, and the two of them sat down on the tatami-covered seats inside.

"Okay, what do you want?"

Ginjo drank the ice water brought by the waiter and looked at the menu with his wife.

"It's summer now, let's order some cold buckwheat noodles."

Then Tomoko Matsumoto pointed to the corner of the menu.

"Look, Sosuke-kun, this soba shop allows customers to grind their own wasabi."

“Wasabi?”

The place she pointed to had a picture of wasabi and instructions on how to grind it yourself.

It seems that the crop grown hydroponically outside is wasabi, and the homemade wasabi picked from there will be served together with the soba noodles.

It’s quite interesting that you can actually grind wasabi yourself.

"I want to try some wasabi."

"Then let's all order cold soba noodles."

"Yeah, okay."

After they ordered two servings of soba noodles, the waiter first brought over the wasabi and grinding board.

The clerk said, "Grind the wasabi first before the soba noodles arrive," and taught them how to grind it.

"Let me try it first, Sister Tomoko."

"Yeah, then I'll use my phone to take the video."

"Eh? Do you still want to take a picture? Why?"

"Chiaki and Sachiko both seem to like wasabi very much. If I show them the picture, they will probably be happy."

That's true. This kind of scene is not often seen in cities.

"Besides, I think this kind of thing can also become a memory between Sosuke-kun and I..."

Matsumoto Tomoko looked up at Ginjō, her dark eyes filled with deep affection.

In addition to in-depth exchanges time and time again, she also increasingly enjoyed spending time with Yincheng like a real couple...

Chapter 534 The Finale of the Night

Unbeknownst to Ginjo Sosuke, the women treasured their memories of being with him.

Matsumoto Sachiko has a photo album in which she pastes many photos of Ginjo taken at the beach in Okinawa.

Lisa Shiraishi specially asked Ginjo to sign her name and write a message on the championship commemorative poster for the county conference.

Kana Kobayakawa has a reptile named after him.

Yukiko Sasaki even filmed an action documentary of the two of them just to ease the pain of missing Ginjo when she couldn't see him.

It can be said that in addition to filling the physical emptiness of women, Yincheng has gradually become their spiritual sustenance.

"Okay then, I'm going to start."

Ginjo Sosuke picked up the wasabi and carefully placed it on the grinding board.

He followed the method taught by the clerk, not to use too much force, and to rub it little by little in a circular motion.

Tomoko Matsumoto held up her cell phone and recorded his serious expression as he ground wasabi without saying a word.

When he had ground one-third of the wasabi, Ginjo Sousuke stopped.

"That's about it, isn't it, Sister Tomoko?"

"Yeah, I think it's amazing that Sousuke-kun can grind it so well the first time."

Ginjo stared at the freshly ground wasabi paste. He didn't know whether it was ground well or not, but it was obviously different from the wasabi he usually saw on the dining table.

Not only is its texture fine and somewhat sticky, but the biggest difference is that its smell is stronger than the wasabi they are familiar with.

He couldn't wait for the soba to arrive and tried some wasabi.

"Wu?! Ahem!"

While the extremely spicy taste almost choked him, a unique fragrance also passed through his nostrils.

"Sousuke-kun, are you okay?"

Matsumoto Tomoko looked at his face worriedly, and Ginjo raised his hand to show her that he was fine.

When the spiciness finally wore off, he took a sip of water and let out a long sigh.

"what about the taste?"

"It's much spicier than I thought, which is a bit unexpected, but the spiciness isn't unpleasant. How should I put it? It feels completely different from the wasabi I've eaten before."

"Well, I don't think I can describe it so clearly. Sister Tomoko should try it yourself."

"Well, I'll give it a try too."