Tokyo Love Story

In the first year she was adopted by the Kitagawa family, because of her rustic accent and her overall lack of self-confidence, she was bullied by other children after transferring to the same elementary school as Kitagawa Che.

She endured the bullying in silence.

Being precocious, she knew that if she got into trouble right after being adopted, it would definitely make the Kitagawa couple unhappy, even though they treated her well.

Until one day, Beichuan Che found out about this.

He, who had always been quite indifferent to her, punched those who bullied her that afternoon.

Two against five, and although the defeat was lopsided, they still won.

Both he and she had bruises on their faces, but it was obvious that the five boys were more seriously injured.

After learning about this, the Kitagawa couple did not blame them, but told her gently that she must resist next time she encounters such a thing.

The Kitagawa couple even went to see the principal about this.

Unlike what she had imagined, the old man who always had a stern face did not try to smooth things over or play Tai Chi, but gave an objective and fair conclusion.

Those who bullied and abused her received the punishment they deserved.

From that time on, no one dared to bully her anymore.

From that day on, she became more determined in her heart.

No matter when or where, she will stay by Beichuan Che's side, protecting him and taking care of him.

Just like when he stood in front of him and punched the person who bullied him without hesitation.

This is also the reason why she was able to grit her teeth and carry out the training to the best of her ability two years ago.

There was silence between the two again.

After walking for a while, the roads in the residential area suddenly became empty.

They were the only ones left on the street, and the sky dyed red by the sunset clouds.

Kitagawa Che's expression relaxed a little, and his tone was calm and serious. He gently touched the back of Ejima Tadashi's hand with the back of his hand, "Do you think I'll hide behind you when I encounter problems? That's not good.

"If I have a choice, I would still prefer to be able to protect myself. Even better, I would be able to protect the people I want to protect when necessary, such as... you."

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

Ejima Tadashi's heart skipped a beat.

She turned her head, and the fiery clouds seemed to be reflected on her face.

Chapter 7 Going home and picking up a female neighbor

"Oh, by the way, it's about time we go say hello to the new neighbors who just moved in, right?"

When opening the door of his house, Beichuan Che brought up this matter.

About three days ago, someone finally moved into the single-family house next to them that had been vacant for a long time. According to Ejima Tadashi, the neighbor who moved in was a single woman and she didn't bring much luggage with her.

Originally, Kitagawa Che had planned to go and say hello that day, but because of the matter of the Baiyuanchuan Library, it has been delayed until now.

On the day the neighbor moved in, he mentioned it to Ejima Miao, but when he mentioned it, the environment happened to be noisy, and the latter might not have heard it.

"Now?"

Ujima Miao looked at her young master, but she could hear the meaning behind Beichuan Che's words.

In Tokyo, neighborhood relations are something that must be dealt with. Unlike living in tower blocks or high-end apartments, which emphasize a sense of distance, due to the special nature of single-family houses, the people living around are mostly acquaintances, and you will see them every day.

Therefore, necessary greetings still need to be made, which represents basic courtesy. As for communication, if you can get along well, then you should have more contact. If you can't, then just be acquaintances.

Click.

With the sound of the key turning to open the door, Kitagawa Che opened the door of his house and gently placed the plastic bag in his hand against the wall of the entrance. Then he squatted down and took out two oranges from the small bag containing fruits.

"Yes." Beichuan Che stood up, took out a plastic bag from the cabinet in the entrance hall, and put the oranges in it. "Please put all these things in the refrigerator, Miao. I'll go say hello and be back soon."

"it is good."

Ejima Tadashi nodded slightly and moved aside.

Turning around, Beichuan Che didn't waste any more time. He went out of his yard and quickly arrived at the door of the single-family house next door.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, he suddenly realized that the door was not closed and the key was still in the lock.

Ok?

He leaned his head and looked inside the door.

Through the half-open door, you can see that the lights are not on in the house and the curtains in the living room are tightly drawn. Under the cover of the thick curtains, the sunset light is blocked outside, and the whole room looks a little dim.

Beichuan Che knocked on the door gently, but there was no response from inside.

After waiting for about thirty seconds, he knocked on the door again, but the result was the same this time.

The dark room seemed to be swallowed up by darkness. There was no response from anyone, and not a single sound.

Maybe I went out in a hurry, so I forgot to close the door?

Beichuan Che was thinking so and was about to turn around and leave when his gaze suddenly stopped on the ground behind the door - at the entrance.

A slender figure huddled on the cold marble floor, unconsciously groaning in pain.

Beichuan Che hesitated for a moment, but finally pushed open the door and walked in.

Lying on the floor in the entrance hall was a young woman in her mid-twenties, dressed in formal attire, but due to the light and her posture, he couldn't see her face clearly.

"Are you okay? Are you alright?"

Beichuan Che squatted down, reached out and patted her shoulder gently.

What responded to him was a groan of pain, a pair of still closed eyes, and a strong smell of alcohol.

have to……

Beichuan Che frowned, and most of the previous speculations in his mind were dispelled. There was no problem of domestic violence, nor was there any drama of abuse. It was just that this person was simply drunk and blacked out.

The setting sun passed over his body and poured into the entrance hall.

With the help of the golden sunset light, Beichuan Che's gaze followed her curled up body slightly downward and fell on her ankle.

The left ankle is more red and swollen than the right ankle.

He turned his head and his eyes fell on the high heels she had casually kicked off. The heel of her left foot was obviously worn.

Now, Beichuan Che has two options. The first is to leave her alone and go home to cook. The second is to take care of her, but it will be relatively more troublesome.

Caring for an intoxicated person is more involved than most people imagine.

Beichuan Che looked at her profile.

It was a very pretty face.

But perhaps because of the pain in her ankle, the beautiful woman's face showed a bit of pitiful fragility.

Before traveling through time, he had heard an older friend complain that taking care of a drunk woman would not lead to the romantic encounters one might imagine, and there was basically no possibility of having sex after drinking. The only possibility was of being vomited on, or being made dizzy by the strong stench of alcohol.

As to whether one will be vomited all over or frowned by the smell of alcohol, it depends on how much the person has drunk and whether he is still conscious.

I hope I don't get vomited on.

Beichuan Che sighed and helped the woman up.

*

On the sofa in Kitagawa's house.

Ejima Miu turned down the volume of the TV to the lowest setting, turned her head, and her eyes fell on the face of the woman lying on the sofa. There was undisguised indifference between her eyebrows.

She didn't know how lucky her young master was, so she just went to say hello to the neighbors and gave them some fruits, and she picked up a beautiful drunk woman.

The most important thing is that her young master carried her back.

Tsk.

Ejima Miu couldn't help but smacking her lips.

According to the original plan, she should be helping in the kitchen at this moment.

But it was because of this woman that she had to stay here now, watching this boring TV show, worrying about whether something would go wrong in the kitchen, and having to keep an eye on her at all times.

The same goes for this TV show. How could there be such a plot?

Ejima Myo withdrew her gaze from the woman and instead looked at the TV screen.

The recently popular urban TV series was playing inside.

It is about two young people in Tokyo who developed a connection due to an accidental incident.

The drunken heroine came out of the pub and soon after, she fell on the side of the road due to her distracted consciousness. Coincidentally, she ran into the hero who had just got off work.

After a considerable psychological struggle, the male protagonist took the woman home.

After get off work, I picked up a female office lady.

Then, after the woman woke up, the two chatted for a few words. After expressing their gratitude, the almost sober heroine said she wanted to leave, and then she suddenly discovered that the two were neighbors.

Coincidentally, the current plot has just progressed to this part.

The more he looked, the more Ejima Tadashi's brows furrowed.

She has a very subtle feeling.

This TV series seems to be foreshadowing something.

"Well."

Accompanied by a murmur like waking up from a dream, Ejima Miu met the woman's opened eyes.

It seemed that because she had just woken up, the woman's eyes were still a little hazy as if she had just woken up from a dream.

Their eyes met in the air.

As their eyes met, the sound of the faucet turning on in the kitchen was particularly clear at this moment.

Chapter 8 Tsugumi Seina

This was the first time in Tsuchiya's life that she blacked out after drinking.

Although she would occasionally drink a little at the invitation of her friends, she was always moderate. She would never drink to the point of losing consciousness, let alone becoming unsteady on her feet.

But recently her family has been urging her to go on blind dates one after another, and they have even had a lot of unpleasantness with her, which has directly led to her losing her judgment of her own alcohol tolerance.

When people encounter some difficult problems that are difficult to solve, they will want to escape.

Just like what she always told the students in the class, if some problems really cannot be solved, escape can be a temporary measure. However, the problem is always a problem. It is there. If you don't move forward, you will regress. You can't escape it.

With the help of the bright light, Tsugumi Seina regained some clarity, rubbed her temples, and looked at the girl in front of her in a daze.

In her fragmented memory, she roughly recalled the cause and effect.

When she came out of the izakaya, her steps were already weak. She was worried about her boss and originally planned to ask the landlady to take her home, but it was the peak time for customers in the izakaya, so she politely declined the landlady's kindness.

You can't cause too much trouble to others, right?

What's more, she has already moved out of her home, and her new home is not far from the izakaya. For an adult, a distance of 800 meters should be walkable, right?

And then as expected, an accident happened.

She sprained her ankle.

Based on the pain in her ankle, she could basically tell that it might take a long time for the swelling to subside.

But she no longer had the energy to care about this, and with her body almost losing consciousness, she returned home.

But not completely back.

——After opening the door, she fell directly to the ground in the entrance hall.

Then, she only vaguely remembered that she seemed to be helped up by a young man, and then taken back to some place by him.

She thought she was being picked up.

However, the current situation seemed to be different from what she had imagined.

"Um, who are you?"

Tsugumi Makoto Rina was still a little confused, and her eyes looked extraordinarily blurred.