My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

"There's really nothing I can do against you."

After knowing the true purpose of Tamaki Hikari's visit, Imadegawa Himetsuki curled her lips.

Normally, she wouldn't let him play with her, but when she needed something from her, the senior sister would call on him.

"Of course it's okay to treat you to dinner, but it comes with a price."

From under the table, Imadegawa Himezuki took out an exquisite lunch box with patterns.

Rich people make even their lunch boxes differently.

The exquisite and gorgeous box was opened, revealing the true appearance inside.

Like the dragon that Tamaki Hikaru rewarded himself the night before, here it is just a foil on the sushi plate.

Exquisite and fresh sashimi, thick soup stock, rice, dessert and pine tea.

It was beautifully styled like a banquet in a top restaurant, but it was just a simple lunch box.

The life of a rich person is really comfortable beyond your imagination.

Anyway, it's not them who are in trouble. Someone will prepare it, so why should they dislike trouble?

For Imadegawa Himezuki, this is no different from the lunch box that ordinary people bring when they go out in the morning.

"The chef prepares a lot every time, so most of it is often wasted. It's okay to let Tamaki-san share the burden."

At this point, the turning point was about to begin, and Imadegawa Himetsu raised the corners of her lips.

"However, there is no such thing as a free lunch. Since you have eaten my food, you will naturally have to pay something."

"Double the dose today and give me an extra shot of blood. Isn't this a bad deal?"

"No problem at all."

Tamaki Hikaru agreed without hesitation.

Ever since the system rewarded the hematopoietic function, Tamaki Hikari felt that his blood had become more abundant.

I even began to wonder whether the system rewards hematopoiesis or x-generation? Is it true that the connection between essence and blood is not a lie?

All in all, if there is too much, it will just overflow and be wasted. It is better to use it to trade with the rich lady.

Seeing Tamaki Hikari agreeing so readily, Imadegawa Himetsuki felt that she wanted a little less.

One injection is 10ml. How about feeding it to mosquitoes?

But now that the words have been spoken, Imadegawa Himetsuki doesn't feel like going back on her word, she just silently remembers that she must speak loudly and ask for more in the future.

Tamaki Hikaru took out the lancet. He had already studied how to use this thing yesterday. He took out two needles with a little unskilledness and placed them on the table.

"No, I don't have any extra chopsticks, so just use mine."

Imadegawa Himetsu pushed the lunch box and chopsticks directly in front of him. With Tamaki Hikari's blood, it didn't matter whether she ate or not.

Is there anything more delicious to a vampire than blood?

For Imadegawa Himetsuki, these dishes prepared with so much ingenuity by so-called famous chefs are just a part of human life habits.

Tamaki Hikaru didn't shy away from those, and directly picked up a mouthful of rice with Imadegawa Himetsu's chopsticks, intending to try this delicious-looking bento.

The Japanese custom is to only have a small bowl of rice, and compared to the staple food, it is also a side dish.

It is usually cooked with other things and paired with miso soup or pickled vegetables.

So it looks as delicate and beautiful as other side dishes.

Of course, just on the premise of such a big meal, normal people would not act like this.

After one sip, Tamaki Hikaru's expectant expression suddenly changed, and he coughed violently.

"Bah!"

While coughing, Tamaki Hikaru quickly picked up the miso soup next to him and tried to suppress the taste in his mouth.

But after one sip, another flavor quickly occupied his taste buds, causing him to spit it out.

"Pfft! Ahem."

Imadegawa Himetsu was about to taste the blood when she stopped and looked at Tamaki Hikari in surprise.

"What's wrong with you?"

Is there no poison or human blood in her lunch? How could it be like this?

Patting Tamaki Hikari's back with concern, Imedegawa Himetsu picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

No problem?

The taste, temperature, and freshness are all just right, without any strange smell or burnt state.

Tamaki Hikaru looked at her with complicated eyes and couldn't help but say.

"Are you sure there's no problem with this? Do you have such strong taste?"

Under the bite of rice that Tamaki Hikari had just made, the sour and salty side dishes almost sucked all the moisture out of his mouth.

He quickly drank some soup to relieve the pain, but the spicy feeling in his nose and mouth made him squirt out.

The ingredients are well cooked, and there are no issues with the knife skills or cooking skills.

The only thing is that the taste is really strong, too strong.

Tamaki Hikaru even wondered if the chef had poured in a whole bag of salt.

How do they achieve such a strong taste without changing the umami and texture of the ingredients themselves?

"It tastes heavy? Is there any? I don't think this is very elegant Japanese food?"

Imadegawa Himetsu took another sip and smacked her lips. She felt nothing, and even felt it was quite bland.

"When you ask this question, it already shows that your taste is really very serious."

Tamaki Hikaru poured two glasses of water and rinsed his mouth to wash away the salty, sour, and pungent taste from his mouth.

The taste is as good as mixing the seasonings together and then taking a sip. It has an endless aftertaste.

"If you're not used to eating what other people eat, you don't have to eat it. There's no need to force it."

Tamaki Hikaru expressed his opinion tactfully.

Vampires don't eat what humans eat. Tamaki Hikaru had imagined this, but there was no need to force himself so hard.

"Tsk."

Imadegawa Himetsu put down her chopsticks.

"Maybe my taste is a little bit strong, but why is this not something people eat? Isn't it just that the taste is a bit too strong?"

"You're not just a little heavier. To be honest, have you ever eaten outside?"

Tamaki Hikaru's soul question made Imandegawa Himetsuki look away in anger.

"Of course I've eaten."

"and then?"

Tamaki Hikaru stared at her, making it impossible for the girl to escape.

"I poured out all the soy sauce and vinegar on the table."

At that time, Imadegawa Himetsuki was still laughing and saying that the store owner was too stingy and even refused to add seasonings, making the food completely tasteless.

"Tsk, be careful if you eat too much condiments. It would be funny if a vampire suffers from high blood sugar, high blood lipids and high blood pressure."

Tamaki Hikaru looked at the lunch box helplessly.

But fortunately, there are also sushi and sashimi. These are mainly delicious, and there should be no seasoning.

"My dear senior sister, if it is a physical defect, we can find other ways to deal with it. We can't keep piling materials."

Shaking his head, he really ate more salt than rice.