Tokyo Love Story

But in the end, those words were never uttered.

Beiyuan Linyin bit her thin lips lightly, her face reddening to the point that water could drip out. She raised her eyebrows, glared at the man in reproach, and complained timidly in a low voice, "Haven't you seen enough?"

"Uh, sorry."

Beichuan Che came to his senses and immediately turned his back.

Objectively speaking, it is indeed a beautiful scenery.

But having said that, in fact, he was still very nervous.

Such an unexpected event was indeed beyond his expectations.

There are two bathrooms in the Kitagawa family. The shower on the first floor is better, and the bathtub on the second floor is bigger. Generally speaking, Kitagawa Rinyin takes a bath on the first floor. Her sudden appearance on the second floor is indeed beyond the scope of habit.

Seeing that Beichuan Che turned around, Beiyuan Linyin quickly buttoned up her pajamas.

She looked at Beichuan Che's back and felt a little resentful in her heart, but the resentment was not as strong as she expected. At most it was just some blame.

But if she just let it go like this, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

After a moment, she lowered her eyebrows and made a decision in her heart.

Tapping.

Footsteps were heard behind him, and a not-so-heavy punch hit Beichuan Che on the back.

"This makes us even. There won't be a next time!"

There was a hint of blame in Beiyuan Rinyin's slightly cold voice.

Chapter 71 Approaching

The development of anything takes time, no matter how good the movie or the song is.

The upload of the song "First Love" did not create much waves right away. It was like dropping a small firecracker torpedo into a calm lake. Before the fuse burned out and the torpedo exploded, it was not enough to create any waves, let alone stir up undercurrents.

After the "no next time" incident on the second floor, the relationship between Kitagawa Che and Kitaen Rin became a little subtle. It's not the so-called drawing a line and keeping a distance, but when they are alone, the expressions between the two are more or less unnatural.

And time just marched forward to Wednesday of the next week.

"Well, that's it for this lesson."

As Tsugumi Seina said this, all the students in Class A of Grade 1 breathed a sigh of relief, put down their pens, and gently moved their fingers.

If we say that in the first month of school, teachers of all subjects subconsciously slowed down the teaching speed in order to allow these high school students who had just graduated from junior high school to adapt, then since mid-May, the teaching speed of teachers of all subjects has been gradually returning to normal.

But even though students were given such a period of time to adapt, the increased teaching pace still made some students with poor adaptability overwhelmed, and they had to be highly focused and tense in every class.

From this perspective, the lives of most high school students are actually pretty much the same. If one wants to go to a good university, then the daily schoolwork will definitely not be easy.

"Next..." Standing in front of the podium, Tsugumi Seina looked around the classroom, her hands resting on the desk, a complex look flashed across her eyes. She saw the hard work of the students during this period, but the school's policy would not change because of this. Nirvana always requires the price of pain. "I am going to announce something that may make everyone unhappy.

"You can also understand this as bad news."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the students in the classroom looked at each other with more thought in their eyes. Some of them were active in thinking. After a brief contemplation, they had already understood.

Calculating the time, it has been a month since the last monthly exam.

After a brief whisper, all the students raised their heads, and their eyes looked at Tsugumi Seina.

"The second monthly exam will begin on Wednesday of next week." Tsugumi Seirina didn't keep anyone in suspense and went straight to the point. "As for the release date, it will be the same as before, before the next Tuesday. The rankings will also be announced."

She paused, "Similarly, the last reward policy still applies. Please take it seriously and perform at your best."

After that, the bell for the end of get out of class rang quietly.

Tsugumi Seina put away the courseware, left a message "Good luck everyone", and left the classroom.

She didn't want to see everyone wailing.

But this time, Tsugumi Seina, who was a teacher for the first time, misjudged a little.

That is the competitive spirit of the students in Class A.

There are many topics of conversation among students, but they are also few and the two that cannot be avoided are the words "scores" and "exams".

If I do well in the exam this time, I will have to speak more confidently no matter in my own small circle or in other small circles; if I do poorly in the exam this time, even if my friends who did well do not deliberately mention their scores, I will always feel a sense of disappointment and loss in my heart.

This phenomenon is not only in Class A of Grade 1, but to be more precise, it is quite common in the entire grade of Grade 1.

Experienced teachers will give some advice from time to time to fuel the enthusiasm of these unyielding boys and girls. In terms of learning, only competition can lead to progress.

Examinations are a way to test the learning outcomes over a period of time.

Everyone has studied so hard during this period, so an exam at this time is undoubtedly a great opportunity and the strongest proof of all the efforts made during this period.

Those who feel that they have made progress during this period will look forward to seeing the numbers reflected on paper in this trial, while others who were not satisfied with the results of the previous monthly exam have already put in their best efforts this time, intending to wipe out the previous slump and come up with some "hard goods" so that they can become the focus of attention in a certain circle.

*

During lunch break, Kitagawa Che did not eat lunch in the classroom as usual. Instead, he took his hot lunch box and went to the playground with Ejima Miu.

As for Kitayuan Rinyin, this girl was pulled together by several girls who had a good relationship with her, and they formed a temporary girls' dining table in a corner of the classroom.

Sitting down on a bench in the playground, Beichuan Che breathed a sigh of relief. After the morning class, the atmosphere in the class had already become lively.

From the various class committee members to Kiriyama Taku, who used to be always laughing and joking and had a perfunctory attitude towards studying, everyone has become serious.

No one said it explicitly, but the feeling of wanting to compete again in this monthly exam had already spread.

This kind of atmosphere was not unfamiliar to him, and he could understand it to some extent, but if he really had to participate in it, he would respectfully decline.

"Speaking of which, the recent response has been quite good. The comments section has received a lot of positive reviews, and many people even left messages saying that they would promote it on their own initiative."

Ejima Tadashi opened her lunch box, picked up her chopsticks, and brought up the topic with interest.

She was not too concerned about the monthly exam, but she was quite concerned about the ranking of the song uploaded by her young master on the list. Since the song was uploaded, she paid more attention to this matter than even Beichuan Che, the person involved.

She would look at it once every morning and evening.

Whenever she sees the song's ranking rising and seeing the positive reviews in the comment section, her mood becomes cheerful.

"You mean that song?"

Beichuan Che opened the food box, but he didn't look too surprised.

To him, he thought this was perfectly normal.

Times will change, trends will change, but good things will always be good things.

It may delay its shining time due to various reasons, but it will never be buried. It only needs an opportunity to ride the wind and waves.

This is especially true in today's Internet age where information spreads at an extremely fast speed.

"Yeah." Ejima Mia blinked, picked up a piece of fried chicken from her lunch box and put it in Kitagawa Che's bowl. She knew that her young master liked to eat this, but in order to avoid being rejected by him, she added naturally, "I seem to have gained some weight recently, so... please."

Recently, Kitagawa family's bento is prepared by Kitaen Rin. God knows how this girl adjusted her biological clock. She used to wake up at 7:30 in the morning, but now she has been forced to synchronize her schedule with Ejima Tadashi. Naturally, she has been involved in all the affairs in the kitchen.

Kitazono Rin'in's cooking skills are indeed excellent. During the meals every day some time ago, Ejima Myo would whisper in his ear from time to time, using words such as 'Yamato Nadeshiko', 'cold on the outside, warm on the inside', etc., as enthusiastically as an insurance salesman on the telephone.

"But then again, wasn't Uncle Beiyuan's call a little early this month?"

Ejima Miu suddenly changed the subject and looked at Kitagawa Che with some confusion.

Theoretically, the other party's calls usually come at the end of the month, but this month, the calls came in the middle of the month.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems understandable. After all, Kitaen Rin is now living in their house.

As a father, it is normal for him to care about his daughter's recent situation.

"It's a little early, but it's okay, isn't it?"

Kitagawa Che picked up the chopsticks, stuffed the piece of fried chicken that Ejima Miu gave him into his mouth, and began to chew it slowly.

"Right."

Ejima Mio nodded thoughtfully, lowered her eyebrows slightly, and started eating her lunch.

If there are any typos, please point them out and I will correct them when I wake up.

I continued to be unconscious (No)

See you in the morning!

Chapter 72 Gradually

It started to drizzle in Tokyo after nightfall.

The cold drizzle was like a clear boundary between the day and the night. Beside the city roads, the signs of the izakayas lit up quietly in the night. The cool raindrops clung to the surface of the signs, making the bright colors even more hazy. Occasionally, a vehicle passed by, and the rustling sound of the tires rolling over the ground was particularly clear.

In a membership-only sake bar in Shibuya district, Kashiwamoto Shiori sat in a window booth on the second floor, tilted her eyebrows and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window.

Under the warm light of the street lamps, passers-by are walking leisurely in the shallow water with umbrellas in hand. In the distance, there is a bustling area of ​​the city with giant advertising billboards flashing neon lights. The colorful billboards almost illuminate the entire night.

Retracting her gaze, Kashiwagen Shiori supported her chin with her left hand, raised her eyebrows, and looked at Takeda Risa who was sitting opposite her. In front of both of them was a glass of sparkling water that had little to do with a bar.

The melodious sound of the saxophone is not too loud and does not disturb the quiet chats of the guests in the bar.

"Teacher Bai Zhi, I read the email you sent me that day."

Takeda Risa thought about it and broke the silence between the two with a not-so-good opening remark.

The reason they agreed to meet at this place was, firstly, because it was too late, and secondly, because Kashiwagen Shiori said she wanted to go to a bar, which she had never been to before. After much hesitation, she brought her to this exceptionally quiet sake bar.

Hearing this address, Kashiwagen Shiori frowned subconsciously, "This is in private, Sister Risa, please don't address me like this, just be as usual."

"Shiori?"

"uh-huh."

"Well, let's continue." Takeda Risa paused, carefully considered her words, and expressed her true thoughts as an editor. "The overall story is not a big problem, but there is a part of the plot that I am a little curious about personally."

"Are you talking about the scene where the male protagonist takes action?"

Kashiwagen Shiori turned her head and asked.

"Yes, but it's not just that one. There's also the part where another female character confesses to the male protagonist, and what you mentioned a little bit, that the female protagonist will give a bouquet of flowers to the male protagonist who is performing on the stage at the party." Takeda Risa coughed lightly and lowered her voice, "I know Shiori is very popular in school, but your description is too accurate.

“The scene of being confessed to is like you standing aside as a spectator, watching the whole scene quietly.

"Besides, the scene where the hero rescued the heroine in the alley also made me feel like you were one of the people who experienced the incident." Takeda Risa paused and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Don't tell me you really experienced this."

“Well, I did experience that.”

Kashiwagen Shiori nodded and admitted it openly.

Takeda Risa fell silent, took a sip of the sparkling water, the slightly cool water made her thoughts a little clearer, she put down the cup and said with emotion, "Then your school life during this period is really wonderful."

“It’s wonderful.”

Kashiwagen Shiori nodded. Ever since she met Kitagawa Che, her campus life had inexplicably become more eventful. Whether she occasionally went to the classroom to chat with him or just observed his life as a bystander, she always had an inexplicable sense of anticipation.

"So, are you really going to write about this topic?"

“The beginning is already grinding.”

Kashiwagen Shiori gave an affirmative answer. What she had seen and heard during this period, plus the fact that she had wanted to write about this subject before, now that she had the blessing of these personal experiences, she would regret it if she didn't write about it.

Takeda Risa held the oval cup of sparkling water in front of her with both hands and rubbed it unconsciously. The frosted touch made her heart inexplicably fluctuate.

"If you really choose this subject, it may not sell very well. You have to be mentally prepared for this in advance."

After hesitating for a long time, Takeda Risa finally said this.

As an editor in the industry, at least in her opinion, the subject matter chosen by Kashiwazu Shiori is the kind that is written about by the most people, but is not the mainstream of the market. It is laborious and thankless.

"I understand."

Kashiwagen Shiori nodded. She had been in the industry for some time, so she naturally knew where the path she had chosen would lead.

"If that's the case, just go for it."

Takeda Risa smiled and looked at the elegant face of Kashiwamoto Shiori under the dim light in the bar.

That's it...

This person's personality has absolutely nothing to do with literary elegance.

Shaking her head, Takeda Risa withdrew her gaze. Just as she was about to chat with Kashiwagen Shiori about each other's interesting things in school, the melodious saxophone sound suddenly stopped and delayed for a few seconds. The whispered conversations in the bar also stopped, and many people made a slightly puzzled "Huh?" sound.

As if responding to the guests' doubts, the melodious music sounded again.

Then, the conversation started again.