I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 102

"Beep beep, beep beep!"

The alarm set on the mobile phone rang on time at 05:30 on Saturday morning. The person on the bed turned over, turned off the ringer, yawned and put on his clothes.

In Tokyo at the beginning of October, the autumn tiger is still resident, and it will not turn cold until the end of the month. Fujii, wearing a monotonous white shirt that has not changed for thousands of years, washes up and goes downstairs.

He had told Uncle Tianhai in advance that he wanted to experience working life for two days. Anyway, Noto's mother-in-law's oden shop was only ten minutes' walk away.

For breakfast, he planned to eat the oden that he had prepared last night, and riding a bicycle would shorten his journey time by more than half.

The small commercial street, which is so old that it can be traced back to the 70s, is a place frequented by housewives and elderly people in Kitano Town. Young people in this era will give priority to going to big supermarkets to buy daily necessities. The old style is full of life. The commercial street is gradually forgotten in the corner by the fast-paced new generation.

Early in the morning, because it was Saturday, there were fewer cars on the road, and there were few pedestrians when driving into the entrance of the commercial street. The street would not become lively until seven o'clock.

"Good morning, Grandpa Suhara."

A dexterous old man passed by carrying fish. It was Suhara Tatsuya’s grandfather Kazuya Suihara who had seen him a few times. After his wife died of illness more than ten years ago, he would come to see Mrs. Noto almost every week to get closer, hoping to rekindle the relationship. Second spring.

"Oh! It's Fujii-kun! Tatsuya mentioned you not long ago. Their Olympic team is going to train in Europe to challenge the major clubs. He said that if you are there, they will not be afraid of losing at all."

Grandpa Qiyuan is very old, but his back is very straight, and he is very energetic. According to his boast, he played professional baseball when he was young, and he even won the best pitcher of the season once.

"However, I went to the scene to see your pitching. In fact, you should go to the major leagues to develop, let the Americans know the history of our East Asians, and conquer them like Bruce did."

Grandpa Qiyuan and Fujii tree chatted while walking. It was inconvenient to ride a bicycle on the commercial street. Fujii tree and him came to Grandma Noto’s store with a cart. There are a few long tables with compact positions in the back kitchen, and there are no seats, so customers can eat while standing.

It was less than six o'clock. In the past, the iron rolling door of the store should have been raised. Fujii gave a sneer, saying that this woman, Noto Miko, is really unreliable.

Just as he was slandering in his heart, the rolling door opened a gap, revealing the smooth white bare feet of the young woman. He stepped forward to help and pulled up the increasingly rusty rolling door.

Grandpa Qihara next to him was stunned. Kiko Noto, who was wearing casual clothes, was obviously a simple pair of trousers and shorts, but she was naturally beautiful, and she could look so beautiful without makeup.

But these are not important. The important thing is that the yawning and stretching girl in front of me is exactly the same as Noto Kiko in 45, except that her skin is better, and her plain face has the effect of other people wearing makeup.

"Miss Kiko? Is that you?"

The old licking dog Suihara Kazuya, he will never forget Noto Kiko for the rest of his life. After playing professional baseball for more than ten years, the reason why he chose to go home and inherit the ancestral fishery shop is probably to get closer to her. His wife who didn't have much affection for each other died of illness , I let myself go even more, visiting two or three times a week and walking several kilometers.

"Ah? I'm Kiko's niece Notomeko, but I look like her when she was young. Grandma Kiko has gone back to the country and will be back in a few days."

After stretching her body, Noto Kiko lied without blinking. She looked at Fujii and asked him excitedly.

"How do you cook your oden? It tastes so good?"

Originally, her plan was to send Fujii tree a sum of money to let him go home in the morning, so that she could continue to spend the remaining two days of luxuries, but when she woke up hungry, she urged her to taste Fujii tree's cooking. After a night of oden cooking, the taste instantly conquered her, and her eyes lit up.

"Oh? Is that so? I brought a catty and a half of tuna belly meat, which can be used as fish sashimi. Put it in the refrigerator and eat it when she comes back."

Grandpa Qiyuan, who reacted, nodded. Miss Xizi has never been married and has no partner. She is over 60 years old. This lady can only be her relative. Although she is indeed very similar, her temperament and demeanor are almost the same.

Putting down the fish and meat, it was inconvenient for him to get involved in the affairs between the young people. He looked back at Noto Kiko after three steps and took a while to leave here.

"You can do it casually, isn't Grandpa Qiyuan so willing to spend the money? The big belly is the best part of the tuna. Even if he runs a shop, the cost of a catty and a half would be tens of thousands of yen."

Fujii put the fish that Grandpa Suhara put on the counter into the refrigerator, and glanced at Noto Kiko's face again, as if realizing something.

The nieces are all so beautiful. Grandma Noto must have been a great beauty when she was young, right?No wonder Grandpa Qiyuan never gave up.

"Isn't he always like this? He's not interested in him, and he's still stalking him until now."

Noto Kiko expressed his feelings for Grandpa Suhara. Fujii filled a bowl of dashi soup, added a few strings of boiled oden and white radish slices, and sat down at the long table in the back kitchen to taste it.

The white radish slices are very soft and glutinous, and the umami taste of the broth is also included, which is not bad.

He tasted the taste of the food carefully, and after eating everything, he stood up and said to Noto Kiko.

"A salary of [-] yen a day, is there no doubt about it?"

"No problem." Noto Kiko agreed without hesitation, and they began to tidy up the shop and prepare to open it.

At 06:30 in the morning, Mother-in-law Noto’s small shop reopened after being closed for a day, but the person behind the counter is still Kiko Noto, but it is a 20-year-old version. Fujii, who is in the back kitchen, continues to handle ingredients, cash register and hospitality Noto Kiko is still doing the work.

A GTR sports car parked outside the commercial street, Yuki Herang put on his most expensive and most satisfying hand-made suit, and got out of the car.

She is in such a small place?
He looked at the old commercial street, such a poor and backward place, which he would never enter. He lives in Rokimoto and Ginza on a daily basis, and lives in a high-end apartment in the port area, where he can see Tokyo Bay. .

Putting away the contempt in his heart, he stepped on the uneven cement road after many repairs, and was the first to arrive at the newly opened small oden shop.

"Welcome, what do guests need? Takeaway and dine-in are both available."

Noto Kiko, who was wearing an old-fashioned apron, asked skillfully. Yuuki Kajo, who entered the door, raised her eyebrows and glanced at her. The whole person paused for a moment, acting like in a wooden man game.

"This guest? What's the matter with you?"

Noto Kiko touched her face, is there anything strange about it?For a while, she hadn't noticed the charm of returning her face and its lethality to men, or maybe it was Fujii who got along with her indifferently, which made her forget this.

"Two skewers of bamboo wheels, three skewers of kelp, and five fried meatballs."

The lines prepared in advance, but at this moment he could not utter a single word. Yuuki Gajo, a veteran in the field of hunting flowers, honestly finished his meal, and stood in front of the row of tables facing the wall, with his back to the table. Noto Kiko.

No, she is completely different from those vulgar fans, and she cannot act hastily.

Yuuki Kazuya put his hands on the table nervously, not caring whether the table in the store would stain his clothes, his thumbs of both hands kept intertwining, and Kazuya Suhara, who had once confessed to Kiko Noto, The status is the same.

"Fujii-kun! The order is for you."

Noto Kiko handwritten a post-it note at the counter, and called out to someone in the back kitchen. Yuuki Kazo didn't react for a while, until Fujii walked out of the back kitchen with a sharp knife.

"The croquettes will have to wait a little longer before I put them in and cook them."

Fujii reminded me that the reason why I didn't put it in together last night was because I was afraid that it would be cooked and affect the taste.

What is he?How could he appear here?

A flash of panic flashed in Yuuki Ka Rang's eyes. After he failed to teach Fujii Shu a lesson last time, Ueno Chenghuang reminded him specially.

"There is someone behind him, you and I can't afford to offend him, just give up."

He listened to Ueno Chenghuang's advice, stopped pestering Miyagi Wakika, and stayed away from the place where Fujii tree existed.

But this time, Miss Noto, who really tempted him, got mixed up with Fujii, which made people angry and his pupils constricted.

Fujii tree, I will not back down from whatever I say this time.

Yuuki Kajo gritted his teeth, glanced at Fujii's fair face with hatred, his fists clenched and trembling.

(End of this chapter)