Tokyo Love Story

"One of your neighbors."

Ejima Miu frowned, her voice turned slightly cold, and the expression on her face returned to its indifference towards outsiders. The smell of alcohol on the other person even made her frown instinctively.

"Oh, I am..."

Tsugumi Seina was not angry at the cold tone of the girl in front of her. She also knew how difficult a drunk person could be in the eyes of others.

Besides, she knew that they must have had good intentions in helping her from the cold entrance to her home. Otherwise, they would have just left her there to fend for herself.

But she wondered how they found out about herself.

"You were drunk and fell at the entrance of your house." Ejima Tadashi paused and continued, "We originally planned to say hello to our new neighbor, but we didn't expect that our first encounter would be like this."

"Feel sorry."

Tsugumi Seina bowed her head and apologized honestly.

This is just causing trouble for others.

"You don't have to apologize to me." Ejima Mia shook her head. She had originally planned to go directly to the kitchen, but after hearing the apology, she couldn't go there so easily. She pointed to the hangover medicine and warm water on the coffee table and said, "Take it. It's hangover medicine and warm water."

"Thanks……"

"Stop, I'm not the one you want to thank." Ejima Mia interrupted Tsugumi Seina. After thinking for a while, she picked up the warm water and hangover medicine on the coffee table and handed them to Tsugumi Seina who had just sat up from the sofa. "Eat it. You'll feel better after eating it."

After Tsugumi Seirina took the hangover medicine, Ejima Myo slowly said the second half of the sentence she wanted to say, "You should say those words of thanks to the young master, not to me, because he brought you back."

"Master?"

Tsugumi Seirina was stunned for a second. She couldn't react to such a name.

"He is...your employer?"

After coming back to her senses, she looked up and down at Ejima Tadashi in front of her. After confirming that she was not mistaken, she asked tentatively.

As far as she knew, young maids, or butlers like this generally existed, and she had seen quite a few of them, but they were quite rare in general.

Ejima Myo glanced at Tsugumi Serina and didn't say anything. She just silently picked up the ice pack that she had prepared long ago and handed it to her.

Tsugumi Seirina took the ice pack and applied it to her swollen ankle.

The living room became quiet, with only the sound of the TV program playing.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere became inexplicably awkward.

"Then I will first..."

Tsugumi Seina knew in her heart that it would be better for her to go home than to stay in such an awkward situation. At least the latter would make her feel much more comfortable.

"Great, dinner is ready! Go wash your hands."

Suddenly, the sliding door of the kitchen was opened, and Beichuan Che, who had taken off his apron, stuck his head out and shouted towards the living room.

Tsugumi Seina's words were suddenly interrupted.

"Okay, Master."

After responding very gently, Ejima Tadashi stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

She had to confirm with her own eyes that nothing serious had gone wrong in the kitchen before she could feel at ease.

ha! ?

Tsugumi Seina looked at Ejima Tadashi's leaving figure and was a little confused for a moment. The other party's tone to her and the tone of the "young master" she called were completely different.

Tsugumi Seina looked blankly in the direction where Ejima Tadashi left, then lowered her head to look at her feet which were applying an ice pack, and for a moment she was in a dilemma.

After hanging up his apron, Beichuan Che washed his hands and walked into the living room.

As for the issue of serving the dishes, he didn't need to remind Ejima Tadashi, as the other party was always careful about these matters.

He is quite satisfied with the kitchen at home.

This single-family house, which is regularly maintained and renovated by the Kitagawa couple every year, does not adopt an open kitchen design, but instead uses a relatively old-fashioned closed kitchen.

This may be difficult for most Japanese people to adapt to, but for a time traveler like Kitagawa Che, he likes this kind of kitchen very much. Compared with the light-flavored Japanese cuisine, he can accept the cuisine of his homeland more.

I wouldn’t say I eat it every day, but I definitely have to have something tastier once in a while.

"feel better now?"

Sitting down on the short sofa, Kitagawa Che looked at Tsugumi Seina and spoke to her with concern.

"Better."

Tsugumi Seirina nodded.

The young man in front of her was unexpectedly handsome.

"Well, what's your name?"

After thinking for a while, Beichuan Che decided to follow the normal process. He really couldn't think of a better opening remark.

"Tsugumi Seina."

"Beichuan Che." After briefly giving his name, Beichuan Che mentioned the condition of her ankle. "Your ankle is a mild, well, strictly speaking, moderate sprain. Although simply applying an ice pack can relieve the pain, it can't solve the actual problem."

"Well, I know."

Tsugumi Seina's voice softened. When she was in college, she was a frequent visitor to the karate club. She had suffered similar injuries many times and was well aware that the severity of her ankle sprain this time was very high.

If it turned out as she expected, even if she went to the hospital soon, it would take a week to fully recover.

This also means that she has to spend half of the rest of her vacation at home.

"Theoretically speaking, it's best to go to the hospital and let professionals handle your situation." Beichuan Che paused, hesitating for a moment, and finally decided to give it to the Buddha. "However, if you are willing, I can help you take a look. I know a little bit about this."

Before the time travel, he often went to an old Chinese doctor for treatment because he would sprain, bruise, and sprain his ankle from time to time. As time went by, he and the old doctor became familiar with each other, and the doctor liked him very much, so he taught him several commonly used reduction techniques.

It can be said that long-term illness makes one a good doctor.

But whether or not Tsugumi Serina is willing to trust him is another matter.

The choice in this matter is hers.

"Then, I'll leave it to you."

To Kitagawa Che's surprise, Tsugumi Seina gave an affirmative answer without even thinking about it.

Chapter 9 Then Stay and Have a Dinner

In a sense, the judgment mechanism of the learning panel is very rigid.

Even if it is a skill that Beichuan Che already knows, the corresponding skill description will not be generated on the learning panel until he uses it for the first time.

Take cooking for example. He discovered that this skill was activated when he subconsciously glanced at the learning panel after finishing cooking.

Regarding his cooking skills, the learning panel gave a rating of lv.5, which is the highest recognition of his cooking skills as a young man living alone.

After all, in Beichuan Che's own opinion, his cooking skills should be at the intermediate level, and this stage of lv.5 is out of reach for the time being.

The gap between lv.6 is more like a watershed.

Take his current skill of writing as an example. Every time he upgrades his level, he can feel obvious progress. When he upgrades from lv.5 to lv.6, the feeling of being stuck at the last minute disappears. When he looks back at what he wrote before, he can clearly see where he can modify and where he can make further progress.

As for the transition from lv.6 to lv.7, Beichuan Che wasn’t sure how to describe the feeling. It was a deeper level of progress, but it couldn’t be described in words.

The learning panel judged his cooking skills as level 5, which is the last step before reaching the master level.

So, how do we calculate this kind of trauma treatment in the traumatology department?

Thinking this in his heart, Kitagawa Che picked up the medicine for bruises on the coffee table. It was brought back by Ejima Miu from her grandmother's house. It was very effective in promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

He unscrewed the bottle cap of the medicine for bruises, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Tsugumi Seina, "Lift your feet up and put them on the coffee table first."

Hearing this, Tsugumi Seina's face became unnatural for a moment. Although she knew that it was nothing and just a treatment, she was still a little embarrassed to put her feet on the coffee table in front of the opposite sex.

But she didn't hesitate for too long. After hesitating for half a second, she obediently raised her feet and leaned lightly on the coffee table.

Her feet were white and delicate, and under the warm light of the living room, her round toes were slightly covered with a halo like warm jade.

"Relax." Kitagawa Che's eyes fell on Tsuki Makoto's ankles and he observed them carefully. Then he asked in a chatty tone, "By the way, Tsuki Makoto, have you eaten yet?"

In his memory, the old Chinese doctor who specialized in treating traumatic injuries would always chat with the patient in a friendly manner before treating the patient. He would also chat about random things while examining the patient, so that the patient could relax before starting the treatment.

"No."

Tsugumi Seina's eyes became complicated for a moment.

The moment she walked into the izakaya, she had only one thought in her mind.

——She wanted to get herself drunk so that she wouldn’t have to think about such a headache.

Under such circumstances, why would she think about eating?

"Wow, drinking on an empty stomach?" Beichuan Che's tone was full of intriguing meaning. He stood up and sat on the edge of the sofa. "Tsugumi Makoto, put your feet on my legs."

"okay."

Tsugumi Seirina subconsciously followed Kitagawa Tetsu's words and placed her injured foot on his leg.

With the bright light in the living room, he could clearly see the bruises on Tsugumi Serina's ankles, as well as the obvious swelling around the meridians of her ankles.

He was not unfamiliar with this kind of sprain, and could even be said to be quite familiar with it.

Beichuan Che picked up the medicine for injuries and poured some on her ankle.

The feeling of the slightly cold liquid touching her skin made Tsugumi Serina's body tense for a moment.

"Don't be nervous, just relax."

Beichuan Che reminded her and then started massaging according to the method he remembered.

"it is good."

Tsugumi Seina's voice responded much softer, and the base of her neck was stained a light pink.

She could clearly feel the touch of his warm palm, and could also feel the temperature of the slightly cold liquid gradually warming up.

For her, a single woman of her age, such skin contact between opposite sexes is a bit too stimulating.

"What was the pain just now? Was it a stinging pain? Or was it a pulling pain? Now, do you feel a swelling?"

Compared to Tsuchiya Seina, Kitagawa Che did not have so many thoughts. While asking, he slightly increased the strength of rubbing along the meridians.

This is to get the blood that has been stagnating there flowing again.

"It hurts, and now it feels like it's swollen."

Tsugumi Serina bit her lips gently and tried not to scream out in shame.

After rubbing for about two minutes, Beichuan Che gently placed his other hand on her ankle.

"Almost. It's over."

"Oh."

When Tsuchiya Serina responded and her brows relaxed slightly, Kitagawa Che took action as expected. He grabbed her ankles with both hands and pulled them towards him, followed by a clear snapping sound.

Tsugumi Seina's brows, which had originally relaxed, were frowned again in an instant.

"Your ankle is not only sprained, but also slightly dislocated." Kitagawa Che let go of Tsuchiya Seina's ankle and looked at her face. "Do you have any medicine for bruises at home? The kind that can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis will do."

"some."

Tsugumi Serina nodded. She clearly heard the sound of restoration, and the doubts in her heart just now disappeared.

"Remember to apply it every morning and evening." Beichuan Che paused and added, "Generally speaking, as long as you don't twist it again, it will be healed in three or four days, or about a week if it's slow."

"in addition."

"what?"

Tsugumi Seina met his gaze with some confusion.

Beichuan Che considered his words and reminded her, "I think you should drink in moderation. Even if you have to drink, it's best to eat something afterward."

After the words fell, Tsugumi Seina did not respond, but just lowered her head in embarrassment.

For her, she was not qualified to explain so much now, not to mention that he was just giving her a kind reminder.

"Well, I won't do that again."

She thought about it and gave such an answer embarrassedly.

"No, I'm being too nosy." Kitagawa Che gave Tsugumi Seina a way out. He glanced at the time on the upper right corner of the TV screen and asked, "Since you haven't eaten yet, do you want to stay for dinner?"