I save beautiful girls in Tokyo

Chapter 75 You are me three years later, I am you three years ago

Ye Yingxue was also stunned.

This is a little waiter. The waiter's uniform in black and red trim is fat and fat on her slender body, and she is wearing a large apron. The clothes on the neckline and shoulders are crumpled together, making her look a bit sloppy .

But the little face with a surprised expression is so beautiful and delicate, like the finishing touch, making the whole image so cute.

Following the gaze of the little waiter, the reflections of two people appeared in the window.

At this moment, Ye Yingxue seemed to see herself three years ago.

How does it feel to meet yourself?
Is it familiar?
Is it kind?
Is it sentimental?

Is it anticipation?
Everything came so suddenly that people were caught off guard.

It seems to be destined again, which makes people accept it calmly.

On the street, outside the Bird House store, two beauties, one big and one small, faced each other, and no one spoke.

Appreciate each other and appreciate yourself.

Unknowingly, smiles emanated from the hearts of the two of them.

The smile is so natural, so beautiful, at this moment, it seems that all the flowers in Tokyo are blooming.

"You are Sagiri, right?"

Ye Yingxue nodded in greeting, "I am Ye Yingxue, a classmate of your brother's."

Haruka Inagawa mentioned this name once, and she remembered it.

She didn't say polite words like "It's the first time we met, please take care of me", and there was no reason, but she was sure that this must be Jingu Makoto's younger sister - Jingu Sagiri.

"Uh-huh!"

Sagiri nodded cutely, "Sister Xue is so beautiful!"

"Sister Sagiri is so pretty too."

Both laughed again, feeling as if they were praising themselves.

Ye Yingxue stretched out her hand naturally, and gently tucked a loose strand of hair from Shawu's temple behind her lovely jade-like ears.

Suddenly, both of them felt like they wanted to talk, they wanted to say a lot, but they didn't know where to start.

"Is sister Xue here to find brother?"

Sagiri spoke first.

'If it's this sister, it's fine! '

"Yes, and no." Ye Yingxue replied.

"why?"

Such a statement made Sagiri very curious.

"Today I want to taste the dishes cooked by Jingu-san."

The handle of the small bucket was also held in her white hands, Ye Yingxue was afraid that Sagiri would be tired, "It would be nice if we could meet and chat; so, yes and no."

"Oh."

Sagiri nodded, suddenly smiled mischievously, and asked in a low voice, "Does sister like my brother?"

If anyone else asked that question, Ye Yingxue would definitely be angry; if Sagiri asked, there would be no problem.

"Well... I should say, it's an option."

Ye Yingxue answered very seriously, "If I have to fall in love, I hope to date him, so I want to know more about it."

"Please do your best!"

Sagiri bowed.

"I will."

Ye Yingxue also bowed.

The two held the bucket and bowed at the same time, almost touching their heads, and couldn't help laughing.

"Sister, please wait a moment."

Sagiri lifted the bucket vigorously, "I'll send the things back."

Turn around and enter the store, put down the bucket and rag, "Mom, I'll go out for a while!"

Turn around and leave.

He no longer cared about the angry "call me sister" behind him.

After going out to take off the waiter's hat, Sagiri naturally held Ye Yingxue's arm, "Sister, I'll take you home."

"what?"

"Brother is not in the store, but at home." Sagiri smiled, "Let's go home together and let my brother cook for you. The food made by my brother is delicious."

"Will it be too disturbing?"

Being led forward by Sagiri, Ye Yingxue hesitated.

"No, brother will be very happy."

Sagiri smiled and said, "Brother pampers me so much and is so gentle...Brother will also pamper you and be so gentle."

"Sagiri, please don't say that, he and I are just classmates."

"It's okay, I won't be just a classmate soon."

The two beauties, one big and one small, cuddled up intimately, their voices gradually fading away.

"...It's the first time to go to the house, it's rude to go empty-handed, go buy some souvenirs."

"There is a Sanfune department store in front... Sister, I want a pencil case, the one with a cartoon alpaca pattern."

"Okay, my sister will buy it for you."

"Thank you sister... I asked my brother to make fish-flavored pork shreds for you. The fish-flavored pork shreds made by brother are the best!"

"Sagiri is so cute, how old is she?"

"13 years old, where is my sister?"

"16 is old."

"My sister is the same age as my brother, when is my birthday?"

"November 3."

"You are such a natural couple! My brother's birthday is also March 3rd!"

"It just so happens that your brother doesn't like me, at least not now."

"It doesn't matter, my brother will like my sister the most, for sure!"

People and people are destined.

……

In the [-]-chome apartment.

The blue flame rising from the gas stove was ten centimeters high, making a whirring sound.

Jingu Makoto held the handle and turned the spoon skillfully.

Bright white shredded pork, black fungus shreds, yellow carrot shreds, emerald green fried pepper shreds and green pickled pepper shreds are mixed together, dancing in the pot with the rhythm of the spoon.

With a flick of the hand, the pot became quiet, the spoon left the stove, and the fish-flavored shredded pork was poured into a dinner plate decorated with broccoli.

The pleasing color makes the scent even more alluring.

On the side, Haruka Inagawa leaned down, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she got up, she was all smiles, "It smells so good! I really want to eat it!"

Jingucheng smiled triumphantly, enjoying the pleasure, "There is also a little stir-fried beef, it will be ready soon."

Put the iron pan back on the hob, adjust the heat, and brush the pan.

Speaking of which, this iron pot is a hometown product from afar.

Crossing the Sea of ​​Japan, walking through the Tsushima Strait, crossing the entire Yellow Sea to Qingdao, and arriving at the origin of this iron pot, Zhangqiu District, JN City, SD Province, China after 330 kilometers ashore.

This pot was bought on Amazon in the first year of junior high school, and it cost him more than 4000 yen.

It has been used for more than three years, and it is as clean as new inside and out.

For a long time, this pot has become a good medicine to heal his soul. Whenever he feels lonely, he uses this pot to cook a dish, and the warmth from his distant hometown soothes his lonely heart.

I use it a lot, and I can turn the spoon and shake the spoon like a Chinese chef. I am very proficient.

Heat the pan, pour the oil, put the onion into the pan with a sizzling sound, and put the marinated Nagasaki Grade 4 Wagyu beef slices into the pan.

Turning the spoon rhythmically, with a certain rhythm.

Leaning to the side, Haruka Inagawa looked at the side face that became more handsome because of concentration, and something melted in her body unconsciously.

'Home. '

When this word jumped into my mind, the melted liquid recondensed into a heart, beating violently.

At this moment, she seemed to see another man.

His appearance has long been blurred, his voice has long been forgotten, and with the passage of time, he seems to have settled in the deepest part of memory.

And at this moment, he appeared again.

"Xiaoxiang, is daddy's cooking delicious?"

"good to eat!"

Tears rushed out of her eyes without warning, Haruka Inagawa hurriedly turned around and walked out of the kitchen, wiping away her tears quietly.

"The food is served."

Soon, four dishes appeared on the square table in the living room.

Stir-fried beef, fish-flavored shredded pork, ground three delicacies, fried potato shreds, served with a large bowl of tofu miso soup, as well as cute watermelon cubes and bright strawberries dunked out of cartoon molds.

A hearty home-cooked meal is ready.

The aroma, bright color, and exquisite presentation not only warm the stomach but also warm the heart.

"Xiaocheng, thank you."

Haruka Inagawa bowed her head in thanks, feeling her eyes were wet again, she hurriedly took a deep breath.

"Sister Xiaoxiang is too polite."

Jingu Cheng also bowed his head and returned the greeting, "I'll go and divide the dishes."

The island country has a meal-sharing system. In order to adapt to the habits of the people, the Chinese food is served on the table first, and everyone appreciates it before bringing it back to the kitchen for sharing.

"Let me do it."

Haruka Inagawa stood up, "This kind of thing is done by women." '

Before Makoto Jingong could say "how can I bother the guests", the door slammed and someone entered the room.

"I'm back!"

The delicate voice sounded like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and the faces of Jingu Makoto and Inagawa Haruka turned pale.

(End of this chapter)