Tokyo Soft Rice King

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Well, it turns out that Mingjun can't be that kind of person...

Zi Zhigong secretly decided in his heart that if he wavered again next time, he would slap himself twice!

"So, do you want to go up? Or down?"

"on!"

Looking at the double bed, Zi Zhigong emphasized again with sparkling eyes.

"I want to sleep on top of you!"

Chapter 31 The End of Summer Vacation

Hei Yuming had expected that Zi Zhigong would choose the one above.

It's like a child who wants to sit by the window on a plane for the first time, or someone who chooses to sleep on a bunk bed for the first time because of the novelty.

However, the price to pay for this novelty is convenience!

If you sit by the window on a plane, it is very troublesome to go to the toilet. Similarly, if you sleep on the upper bunk, it is very troublesome to get in and out.

Humph! Zizhigong Ziyin! Just wait until you call me daddy! Only then will I get you something!

"Then get ready for bed."

"Yeah, but I need to drink this before I go to bed."

Zizhigong took out the bottle of milk from his coat pocket.

Most of it was poured to Kuroo, but she still left a mouthful.

After all, this milk was earned with half my life, so I might as well savor the flavor of life (laughs).

It is also said that drinking milk after taking a bath will have a different flavor, so when you go to a public bathhouse, you often see people drinking a bottle of iced milk in one breath after taking a bath, making a refreshing sound.

Zi Zhigong has always wanted to experience what that feeling is like.

I still remember the last time I went to a public bathhouse was when I was in elementary school. At that time, Zi Zhigong’s surname was not yet Zi Zhigong, and my family was still in financial difficulty. The money my mother gave me was only enough to pay for the bathhouse ticket, and I couldn’t afford milk.

So every time, Miss Ziyin could only watch other children drink milk with envy and swallow her saliva.

Later, when I grew up, I gradually forgot about this matter...

It was not until she finished taking a shower and wrapped herself in a bath towel that she remembered the incident again after seeing the baby bottle she had placed on top of the washing machine in the dressing room.

Now, I can finally taste it.

Zi Zhigong unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted his head back and drank the last sip of milk.

Although it was not iced milk and did not give a refreshing feeling after drinking it, perhaps because of the super spicy curry she had for dinner, this sip of milk made Zi Zhigong feel a sweetness she had never experienced before.

It feels so sweet to my heart.

"So sweet...it turns out it's this sweet..."

"Is that so? If I had known, I would have tried it too."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the first thought that came to Zi Zhigong's mind was: I should have swallowed it all.

Then I immediately realized that this thought of mine was very shameful.

It's impossible to let him drink the milk from my mouth, right?

Ugh...! What on earth am I thinking about?

"I, I'll go wash the bottle..."

As if to hide his inner thoughts, Murasakimiya quickly left the room.

Then, while Murasaki went to the bathroom to wash the bottle, Hei Yuming took out the class monitor's underwear from his school uniform pocket.

So, where should we hide this valuable item?

Well, actually there are not so many places to choose from. After all, there is nothing in Hei Yuming's room, literally nothing.

Now there is only one more bunk bed, but it is still very empty, without even a desk.

But precisely because there is nothing there, even though it is a small room, it looks quite spacious.

After thinking about it, Hei Yuming decided to stuff the class monitor's underwear into the pillow. This was the only place to hide the underwear.

If you sleep with the monitor's underwear as a pillow, you might dream about the view under her skirt.

However, there were two pillows on the bed at this time, and because they looked the same, Hei Yuming could not tell which one was his pillow.

Just as Hei Yuming picked up two pillows and tried to figure out which one was the one he had used, he heard Zi Zhigong's footsteps, so he picked up a pillow at random, quickly stuffed the class monitor's underwear into the inner lining, and then pulled his hand out at the speed of light.

Just then, Zi Zhigong came into the room and saw Hei Yuming holding two pillows in his hands and asked.

"What's wrong with the pillow?"

"No problem! I'm just testing the softness..."

Oh no... Which pillow had the monitor's underwear stuffed into it? It's so deep inside the pillow that you can't feel it out from the outside...

Zi Zhigong tilted his head in confusion.

"So, which pillow is softer?"

"Uh... almost."

"I see. Then I'll take this."

After carefully placing the bottle in the closet, Zizhimiya picked up the pillow on her right and climbed onto the bed.

After she got into bed, Hei Yuming reached into the pillow core, but found nothing... It seemed that it was on another pillow, but it was strange to ask to change pillows now. Thinking that it was only one night and no one would be discovered, he decided to just ignore it and find a chance to change it back later.

So they got up and turned off the lights, and they prepared to go to bed.

……

It's approaching early morning.

Zi Zhigong lay flat on the bed, still unable to sleep.

The boy downstairs seemed to be still awake. I could see light downstairs and he seemed to be playing with his cell phone.

"Mingjun...are you asleep?"

"Not yet, but I'm almost in bed. I have school tomorrow and I don't want to be late on my first day."

"Is that so... Then can we talk before you fall asleep?"

"Sure, I don't care. What do you want to talk about?"

"How should I put it... I'm not sleepy at all right now. It feels like I'm dreaming..."

Hei Yuming could understand her feelings.

On the first day of his time travel, when he followed Grandma Kobayashi to this house and slept in this room, he felt the same as her... an unreal feeling of being lost.

He had experienced similar feelings several times before, changing jobs, moving to a new city, and getting familiar with the surrounding environment again...

Running around in different cities can make people feel displaced, let alone traveling to different worlds.

For a JK, being forced to leave home at this age must be very painful.

However, Hei Yuming was completely wrong. Zi Zhigong was not sad at this time, and was even a little excited.

I'm clearly no longer an elementary school student who looks forward to going to an amusement park or hiking...but why is there this excitement in my heart?

Kuroba Ming thought about it, and as an adult, he felt that the only thing that could comfort people was money, so he took out the 10,000 yen bill that he had folded into a vertical strip from his pocket, then stood up and handed it over from the edge of the upper bunk.

"Hey, Ziyin."

"Yes?"

"I'm going to school tomorrow. Take this 10,000 yen and buy your daily necessities. Things like a toothbrush, a cup, a towel, and a change of underwear, too. And cosmetics... well, I can't afford anything too expensive, so see if you can find something cheaper. You'll have to make do with what you have for now."

"what……"

Shizumiya turned her head to look at Hei Yuming's hand and the banknote that appeared in front of her, and a sound escaped her mouth.

Just now, when Grandma Kobayashi wanted to take back the money, he was obviously so reluctant, but now he handed it over so readily.

In fact, Murasaki has no interest in money. Compared with her peers, her material desires are pitifully low. Maybe when she was a child, she would feel envious when she saw other children going to dagashiya to buy snacks and small toys.

After entering junior high school, most girls started dressing up, but she never did.

However, her bare face instantly killed all the other girls, so it was even more cruel...

Zi Zhigong just subconsciously thought that there was no need to make herself look better.

This is not arrogance, but self-preservation.

But when she received the 10,000 yen, Murasaki felt happy from the bottom of her heart.

Just like when mom used to get her salary from dad, she would also show a happy expression.

Zi Zhigong only now realized that she was not so happy because she got the money, but because she was happy because he was willing to give her the money.

I can actually understand my mother, who I once thought was completely unreasonable...

"Then is there anything Mingjun needs? I can buy it for you."

"Um……"

cigarette……

Unfortunately not.

You need to show your ID to buy cigarettes in Neon.

Moreover, this body has not developed a smoking addiction, and Hei Yuming doesn't really want to smoke. It's just a habit that remains in his soul.

In fact, Hei Yuming didn't smoke originally. In his previous life, he started smoking to keep himself energetic when working overtime. Later, it evolved into smoking a pack of cigarettes a day and he couldn't stop.

"I don't need anything, but try to be frugal and don't buy unnecessary things. We only have this ten thousand yen to start with."

Because Murasakimiya is the eldest daughter, Kuroba Akira is afraid that she will spend money lavishly. Ten thousand yen is not enough for a rich girl to fill her stomach.

"it is good."

Shizunomiya, who had always cherished this money, was now even more determined to use the ten thousand yen carefully and make every yen count!

Even if I become a voice actor and become rich in the future, this habit will never change!

"By the way, Mingjun... aren't you going to ask about my family?"

"Do you want to say it?"

"..."

She wanted to tell Hei Yuming, but she was a little afraid that Hei Yuming would have a different opinion of her after knowing it. This conflicting feeling made her silent.

"It seems like you don't want to talk about it. Then tell me when you want to. Everyone has pasts that they can't easily share with others, and I'm the same."

"Um……"

"Ziyin, although I don't know what's going on in your family, I want to say that you are only fifteen years old now."

"Mingjun, aren't you also fifteen years old..."

I'm not...

If you add up the ages of both lives, I would be forty-five years old, but my mental age is still thirty.

"I mean, your life has just begun, it would be a shame to give up now."

“…I know, I won’t give up on myself again.”

"That's good. Anyway, go to bed early. Good night."

"Well...goodnight, Mingjun."

Today is just the first day, and there are still many days to come.

Perhaps one day, I will understand the meaning of the name "Baizi" and use it to tease wise rulers...

By that time, I might have already established a deeper relationship with him...