Tokyo Love Story

It was time for dinner at home, and a patient who had sprained her foot and was hungry was sitting on the sofa at home, asking him to just ignore her and eat. Beichuan Che thought he couldn't do this.

"In this case, then..."

The fragrance rushed into Tsuchiya Seina's nostrils at the right time, and her hungry stomach also made a growling sound. The words she wanted to refuse were swallowed back into her throat.

When their eyes met, the situation suddenly became awkward.

"I think I could eat some, what do you think?"

Beichuan Che chuckled and invited her again.

"I'm causing trouble for you."

Tsugumi Serina lowered her head, her face full of embarrassment, which was considered as her acceptance of his invitation.

Chapter 10 Look at your eyes full of possessiveness!

At the dinner table, Kitagawa Che put a piece of beef into Ejima Mia's bowl with chopsticks as a small comfort to her.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his eyebrows, and gave Beichuan Che a gentle look that said "I'm fine".

If it weren't for the incident with Tsuchiya Seina, they should have finished their meal long ago and wouldn't have been delayed for almost half an hour.

Coincidentally, when it comes to such things, Ejima Mia has some obsessive-compulsive disorder. She prefers to complete existing tasks in a preset way. If she completes them on time, it will be like completing one daily task after another in the game, which can give her a sense of security.

"Sister Tsugumi Makoto, please don't be so formal when it comes to eating."

Kitagawa Che withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Tsugumi Seina who was swallowing rice in small sips, and changed her name as well.

Unlike most Japanese, the Kitagawa family has always practiced communal dining rather than separate dining, both in the past and now.

This may be difficult for Tsugumi Serina to adapt to, but for Kitagawa Che, it makes him feel a sense of belonging.

"Is it really possible?"

Tsugumi Seina still seemed a little distant and hesitant.

"The thing about the extra pairs of chopsticks."

Beichuan Che gave her an affirmative look.

"Then I won't be polite!"

As she said this, Tsugumi Serina picked up her chopsticks and picked up the dish closest to her.

The meal was eaten very quickly, with Tsuchiya Serina saying "I guess so" and "Oh, that seems so vague" from time to time. It was obvious that she had already felt the little shock that Chinese cuisine brought her.

But she exclaimed, and some people became unhappy.

Whenever she showed a look of surprise, Ejima Mio would involuntarily lower her head, the smile on her face would gradually disappear, and she would even become silent, which was uncharacteristic of her usual behavior.

Then, it started with the "collaboration" of Tsugumi Seina and Ejima Tadashi, and ended with them completely finishing off the three dishes and one soup, and the meal came to an end.

After dinner, Ejima Tadashi took the initiative to clean up the dishes, while Kitagawa Che took Tsugumi Serina home.

But when he said he was sending her home, he actually just helped her walk out of her yard, walk about ten steps, and then sent her to the next door.

After declining the other party's polite invitation to sit down and have a cup of tea, Beichuan Che took the opportunity to check the study panel that he had not had time to look at just now while going home.

On the light blue panel, a number appeared before his eyes that did not surprise him.

For this 'barefoot doctor' who only knows a few tricks and has only changed his career lately, the learning panel gave him a rating of lv.2.

Well, not much different from what I imagined.

Beichuan Che also knew that his level was not that great.

After all, he only knew a few tricks, and could even only cure certain sprains. To be able to reach this level, he estimated that there should be other experience points mixed in - for example, what medicine to take for some minor illnesses, and so on.

His attention was focused again on what was in front of him. At the entrance, Kitagawa Che had changed into slippers and walked towards the kitchen.

Wow.

As the kitchen sliding door was pushed open, Ejima Tadashi's movement of washing dishes paused slightly, and her furrowed brows immediately relaxed, and her anxious mood also calmed down.

The creaking sound of the plate as she rubbed it hard gradually disappeared.

The situation she was most worried about did not happen after all.

At least his young master did not stay at her place for too long. According to the time difference, he should have come back after sending her off.

Without waiting for Beichuan Che behind her to say anything, she took the initiative to open the conversation, "Didn't the young master stay there for a while?"

She actually didn't want to keep Tsuchiya Serina for dinner, but the person who spoke was Kitagawa Che. No matter how many emotions she had, she chose to respect her young master's opinions and ideas.

But attendants are also human beings, and as human beings, they have little temper and personality.

"Stay a little longer?" Beichuan Che, who was leaning against the door, was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, "I can't let a wounded soldier treat me to a cup of tea, right? Others will politely invite me, but they will definitely not accept it."

"So what the young master means is... if she is not injured, she will accept it?"

Ejima Miu bit her lip and washed the dishes a little harder, and the gurgling sound of the dishes could be heard again.

She knew that she was just jealous, but so what?

Anyway, she didn't say it! If it's not said, it doesn't exist!

"This assumption is not true, Miao, you have to understand that if she hadn't sprained her ankle, I wouldn't have kept her for dinner tonight." Beichuan Che paused. He could tell that there was something wrong with Ejima Miao's tone. He thought about it for a while and asked tentatively, "You don't think I fell in love with her at first sight, do you?"

Eishima stopped moving her hands for a moment, and her slightly cold tone became more stiff and unnatural. "No, I just think that in our current situation, everything should be based on being able to survive."

"I don't think there's any problem with this." Beichuan Che could tell that she was saying one thing and thinking another. It couldn't be more obvious, but he didn't expose her. Instead, he brought up another topic, "Miao, why don't you put teaching me martial arts on the agenda?"

"So tomorrow morning at six?"

Ejima Miu mentioned it casually.

For her, this actually doesn't make much difference. She gets up at this time every morning. If her young master can also get up at this time, it would be a good thing.

"Will you make it in time?"

Beichuan Che was a little more worried. If he studied fighting for more than an hour every morning, then after school started, the morning time would be relatively rushed.

"Master, are you talking about the school hours every day after the start of the semester?" Ejima Miao wiped the last bowl and opened the lid under the sink. After washing and drying her hands, she turned around and looked at Beichuan Che. "In fact, the time is not as long as you think, Master. It's probably about forty minutes to an hour."

"That's no problem."

Beichuan Che felt relieved.

It is true that I want to learn this skill, and it is also true that I don’t want to be late again.

"By the way, regarding the dishes you cooked today..." Ejima Miu chose her words carefully, with a hint of curiosity and confusion between her eyebrows, "Where did you learn this?"

She has dabbled in Chinese cuisine, but in terms of mastery, she is not as good as Kitagawa Che, and he is also better in terms of taste.

"I've been writing and reading books before, and one of them is an illustrated book on Chinese cuisine. I have nothing to do, so I just flip through it every day to relax." Beichuan Che thought for half a second and added, "Today's results are beyond my expectations."

“That proves you’re talented.”

Unconsciously, Ejima Tadashi used honorifics again.

"Maybe." Beichuan Che laughed awkwardly and changed the subject. "I thought you suddenly brought this up because you wanted to say that today's meal didn't taste very good."

"How can it be."

Ejima Tae shook her head. If the food didn't taste good, why would the neighbor next door work so hard? From being so reserved when picking up food at the beginning to finishing two bowls of rice later, the change was obvious.

She pursed her lips and muttered, "Someone's face is flushed while eating. He has already gulped down a mouthful of barley tea, but he still refuses to put down his chopsticks and wants to eat the mapo tofu. Isn't that obvious?"

"What's more..." Ejima Tadashi paused, turned his head, lowered his voice, and continued a little embarrassedly, "I'm also picking up food with chopsticks one by one."

The dishes made by her young master are relatively spicy, but she can feel that the focus of these dishes is not on the spiciness, but on the "fragrance" and "tenderness".

If there hadn't been this "accident" with Tsugumi Seina, she would have been able to observe closely how Kitagawa Tetsu did it.

"I was worried that it wouldn't suit your taste. In fact, I should have used less chili in those dishes. I did use less, but I didn't expect the effect to be the same..."

Kitagawa Che gave Ejima Miu a helpless look.

He was quite restrained when cooking this time. He used the words of his roommate from Yandu when he was still in college before he traveled through time - the amount of chili he put in the food today would have been laughed at in Yandu, and it didn't taste like much at all.

"This is a problem with our eating habits, not yours."

Ejima Mia shook her head and reached out to tuck the short hair on her forehead behind her ears. The tension in her beautiful eyes gradually relaxed and her expression became gentle.

Their eyes met in the air.

"And that's it." She lowered her eyebrows slightly, and her slightly cold voice became a little more gentle, "Tomorrow morning, Master, please give me more guidance!"

Please give me some recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, etc. (stretch out your hand)

Chapter 11 Are you free this Saturday?

The next day, at six in the morning.

Ejima Mio knocked on Kitagawa Che's door on time.

Before knocking on the door, she was mentally prepared for no response.

Having been with Beichuan Che for such a long time, she knew his daily routine very well. Although he rarely overslept, it was basically impossible to expect him to get up at six o'clock. In addition, he had no habit of setting an alarm clock, so it was really too difficult to get him to get up at this time.

But somewhat to her surprise, three and a third minutes after she knocked on the door, it opened.

pat.

Along with the sound of the wooden door being pushed open, Beichuan Che's handsome and familiar face came into her sight.

"Good morning."

Ejima Myo was stunned for a moment and uttered these three words stupidly.

The expression on Beichuan Che's face was reflected in her beautiful eyes.

Unlike what she had imagined, there was no trace of sleepiness between his brows. On the contrary, apart from some fatigue from just waking up, he looked very energetic.

"Good morning." Kitagawa, who was wearing sportswear, met Ejima's gaze. He thought she was wondering why he was late in opening the door, so he explained, "I was a little delayed in getting dressed."

"Oh, it's okay."

Hearing this, Ejima Mia realized her own gaffe and quickly shook her head, stepped aside, and led Kitagawa Che downstairs.

The master bedroom of this single-family house is on the second floor, opposite to it are two secondary bedrooms separated by the corridor and two secondary bedrooms downstairs.

The two of them walked closely to the backyard.

"Let me talk about the training plan first."

Ejima Mio took a deep breath or two, adjusted her mood a little, then raised her eyebrows, looked at Kitagawa Che, and introduced the teaching plan she designed last night.

Her expression gradually became serious. "Since you are learning martial arts just for self-defense, then our ideas are very clear. First, we will train your physical fitness, which will be gradual. Second, we will learn the most basic and most effective moves. In addition, we will focus more on simulation of actual combat."

Kitagawa Che nodded. The idea behind Ejima Myo-sama's plan was basically the same as what he expected, but he didn't quite understand the approach of the simulated combat that followed.

"Well, let me ask a question."

Beichuan Che raised his hand in cooperation.

"please say."

"Teacher Miao, can you explain what simulated combat means?"

Regarding the question of the title, Kitagawa Che has completely figured it out. Anyway, given the current situation, he can't stop Ejima Tadashi. Since he can't stop her, then he will join.

You call me Master and I call you Teacher, so let’s just talk about our own issues!

"This is literally what it means." Ejima Tadashi paused, "I will teach you the basic techniques and power techniques, such as hooks, swings, and so on, and then we will move on to the actual sparring stage."

Kitagawa Che remembered it very clearly. In his memory, Ejima Miu’s fighting power was in a state of “???”.

In the kendo club of her previous school, she was even better than the professional teachers and could defeat them easily.

The most outrageous thing is that she has profound attainments in kendo, and she also has considerable skills in other fighting and combat sports. In the friendly exchange competition of the Karate Club, facing the best players from all over Tokyo, she defeated them all easily under the premise of the ring system.

Now, I have to practice sparring with her.

hiss……

Kitagawa Che also knew that when it came to these skills, the best approach was to know the basics and then start getting beaten.

This is a stupid method, but it does work.

When a person has made all possible mistakes and remembered them all, he will know clearly what is safe, and whatever he does and how he moves forward will be safe.

"Well, Miao, you will hold back, right?"