I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 101

"As long as you make a name for yourself and make high-quality food, you won't lose money."

Fujii's understanding was different from hers, and he poured Erliangmirin (cooking wine from the island country) into the broth, stirred it evenly with a long spoon, and nodded in satisfaction after smelling the tangy aroma.

You're done!The effect of aging wine is better than expected!

He looked at the chrysanthemum Masamune's ten-year brew in Noto Kiko's arms. Unexpectedly, the female alcoholic smelled the wine, found a cup and filled it up for herself, and began to drink boldly.

"This is Granny Noto's wine storage, one drink is enough."

Fujii tree opened his mouth to remind, when Grandma Noto comes back from the country, she should trouble this woman who claims to be Noto Miko, right?

Boil the broth slowly over low heat, add konjac that removes foam, fried food that has been removed from oil, a few boiled eggs sink to the bottom, and then long strips of bamboo wheel and knotted kelp. The better it is, the tastier the finished product will be.

After finishing all this, it was from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m., and before covering the broth pot, add an extra liter of water. Fujii tree did not turn off the fire, but planned to let it cook on low heat until dawn, and tomorrow morning the official When it opened, he set up four oden dashi pots with the same material, enough to sell for a day.

"Miss Jiumengzi, wake up."

He patted the head of Noto Kiko, who was lying on the table and sleeping soundly. Sure enough, the whole three-liter bottle of Kikumasamune Sake had bottomed out. After shaking it, there were still two taels of wine left. He only borrowed four taels to enhance the taste , Everything else was poured into this woman's stomach.

Really drinkable!All day long, even though he has a face that is rarely seen among big stars, he doesn't go to lick the dog to spend chicly.

Fujii tree had a bad impression of her, raised his head and poured the remaining Chrysanthemum Masamune into his mouth, the clear wine slid down his throat, a puff of heat rose, his fair face was slightly flushed, he put down the empty wine bottle, closed the shop door and went back to the store. home.

And Kiko Noto, who was drunk and unconscious, dreamed of her high school days, when she was in the mid-60s.
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"Xiko, please date me? Please, this is my lifelong request."

In the bicycle shed after school, the 60s are all human-driven bicycles. Noto Kiko, wearing a blue and white sailor skirt, is distressed to face another male classmate who confesses, which is Suihara Kazuya (Grandpa Suihara Tatsuya) from the baseball club.

Kazuya Suhara, who has shaved his head to show his ambition to sprint to Koshien in the last year, his legs trembled nervously, Kiko Noto, who is alone, is recognized by the whole school as a great beauty. If there is such a thing as a school beauty, there will be no suspense Even the girls will actively vote for the winner.

"Xiyuan-student, as I said before, I don't want to fall in love in high school, and my vision is very high. You can't do it now."

Noto Kiko rolled his eyes at the youthful passionate idiot Suhara Kazuya who had trouble standing still. After explaining kindly and persuading him, he turned his head and pushed out his bicycle, got on and left.

"Then when I win the Jiashien championship, can we date?"

Qi Yuankazu chased after her without giving up, everyone is a party of appearance, such a beautiful Miss Xizi, with this little blow, he will not let him give up.

"I'll think about it, provided you can get it."

For the baseball club of the High School Attached to the University of Technology, it would be nice to be able to enter Jiashien. Isn’t it a fairy tale to win the championship?

After Kiko Noto finished speaking, he accelerated to ride away, and Kazuya Suhara showed a firm expression on his face.

There is a show!I must train hard and get the Koshien Grand Prize!

With a simple mind and well-developed limbs, he didn't hear the perfunctory in Noto Kiko's words. Originally, he joined the baseball club to show off and pick up girls.

A few months later in the summer, the bored Noto Kiko was watching TV at home. Inadvertently, she, who never cared about sports, turned to the live broadcast of Koshien, the final match between Fukuoka Academy and the High School Attached to Tokyo University of Technology.

Huh? !Isn't this my school?

The sparkling fruit wine in her hand spilled out, she stuck out her tongue to lick the wine off the back of her hand, not intending to waste it at all.

"Kazuya Suhara, the ace pitcher of the high school affiliated to the University of Technology, stood in the hitter's seat. If he can hit a home run, the game still has the hope of entering overtime."

The TV commentary was analyzing carefully. On the 60s small-screen color TV, Suhara Kazuya, wearing a baseball cap, had a blurry face, but his nervousness and anxiety could still be seen in his demeanor.

For the sake of the champion, for Miss Xizi, this little challenge is nothing!
Qiyuan Kazuya has led the team to the present, his shoulders have been overloaded, but his eyes have returned to firmness, as tenacious as they were after being rejected.

The opponent's pitcher stretched his body and threw a straight ball. He saw it clearly, the corner of his mouth was split, and he swung hard.

The straight ball with a speed of nearly 150 kilometers per hour suddenly slid down and slowed down halfway. Kazuya Suhara watched in astonishment as Bai Dot threw it into the catcher's glove, and his baseball bat almost passed by.

"We won! Shizuoka Academy won the championship of this year's Koshien. It's a pity that Kazuya Suhara, who led the weak High School Attached to the University of Technology all the way to the final, has ended as a hero and failed!"

Noto Kiko, who was still sucking the remaining wine on her fingers, froze for a few seconds, then pulled out her wet fingers from her mouth, and pulled out the transparent line of saliva.

Damn, hate!How can it be repaired!
Qiyuan Kazuya threw away his baseball bat, smashed his hat into the sand under his feet, and squatted down to start loading soil. This is a repertoire for losers. Every year, Jiashien replenishes thousands of catties of soil to satisfy their desire for commemoration.

They've all made it to the finals!It's only one step away!Miss Kiko is almost smiling at me!

The crystal clear tears wet the ground under their feet, mixed with unwillingness and sadness. Both he and Kiko Noto were in the last year of senior year of high school. If they missed this opportunity, there would be no reason to approach her anymore.

After he and she graduate, Miss Xizi with excellent grades will definitely be able to go to a top university in the country, and the best choice for him, a poor student, is to rely on his fame at Koshien and enter a baseball club to play professionally.

It's like the rails of a train, parallel but not intersecting, extending infinitely, the distance between each other will be further and further away.

The second semester of the third year of high school, early September.

Suhara Kazuya, who has already made a default appointment with a professional baseball club (this is a traditional dropout), said his final farewell to his classmates, packed up his personal belongings, and came to the bicycle shed. There was no one here just after class.

Putting the schoolbag into the basket on the front of the car, there was a greeting from behind.

"Hi! Sports Idiot."

Suhara Kazuya, who was full of thoughts, turned around. It was Kiko Noto, who had always been excellent in character and learning. She skipped class?
"Xiko, are you here to comfort me?"

It is rare for Kazuya Qihara to be clear-headed. After this failure, he has matured a lot. Maybe even if he wins the championship, Noto Kiko will not like her. He is so mediocre, but she is so shining. Even if she is always alone, classmate They also have an attitude of complete admiration for her, and some girls directly express their love for her.

"Of course not, you are a loser, and I'm here to add insult to injury."

Kiko Noto duplicity, walked in front of Qi Yuan, saw his expression more forlorn, couldn't help chuckling, in the eyes of Qi Yuan Kazuya, he was still so beautiful.

"Thank you."

Qi Yuan Kazuya lowered his head and said something in a low voice, turned his head to push the cart, footsteps sounded behind him, his soft body exuded a fragrance, and hugged him from behind.

This, this, this!Am I about to reach the pinnacle of my life?
In an instant, Kazuya Suhara's brain quickly put up the slideshow, met, fell in love, fell in love, got married, the child's name was Suhara Kamigo, and the grandson's name was Suhara Tatsuya, hahaha!I am a winner in life!

"This is a consolation for your hard work! If you can get the best professional player award, I will think about it again."

Noto Kiko let go of her arms, stepped back, beckoned, and disappeared around the corner.

"Thank you!"

Qi Yuankazu didn't look back, wiped his face, got on his bicycle, and moved forward steadfastly towards his life path.
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In the cafe facing the street, the two men chatted halfway, Yuki Kajo, who treated the guests, threw out a stack of [-]-yen bills.

"You are really willing to give up! Fortunately, the information is here, please don't leak it."

The bank elite seated opposite was the section chief of the deposit department. He counted the number and took out a letter.

Yuki Herang opened the envelope on the spot, frowning.

Noto Kiko, 63 years old?
How could she be that kind of old woman?Must be relatives, right?
Yuki Kajo, who was getting deeper and deeper, explained himself. Fortunately, there was a detailed address on it, a small oden shop.

(End of this chapter)