I rely on cooking to dominate the ghost killing team

Reluctantly saying goodbye to the crying Fujimaru Tatsushi, Wu Yue waved to Yoshiyuki, finally getting him out of the embarrassing situation.

Jian Yiyong looked preoccupied, Wu Yue was a little worried.

"Are you all right, Mr. Yiyong?" She guessed for no reason, "Could it be that the air conditioner in the haunted house is freezing out?"

But they only stayed in the haunted house for a total of ten minutes. Even if they really had the cold, they probably wouldn't show symptoms so quickly.

"I am fine."

Yiyong only replied so simply, Wu Yue didn't ask any more questions.

Go all the way down the stairs.Intentionally or unintentionally, Wu Yue avoided the booth of Class A of the first year on the third floor—she was still a little embarrassed to appear in front of her classmates.

However, she was also sincerely happy to see that her class's booth attracted many students.Faintly, I felt a little sad in my heart.

She was supposed to be the one busy at the school festival, but...

May shook her head and didn't think about it any more.She wasn't resenting anyone, and she didn't want to resent anyone—except for the evil spirit that killed the Takio family, no one should bear any responsibility for the reality she was in.

The reluctance and sentimentality in her heart are really just emotions called reluctance and sentimentality.

But she knows what she really wants to do.

Withdrawing her nostalgic gaze, Wu Yue tugged on her collar, exhaled a long breath, deliberately hiding these emotions in her heart, and didn't want to show any clues in front of Yiyong.

On the stairs, they unexpectedly met the anchor.

Although they just separated not long ago.

The anchor was holding a cup of cappuccino filled with cream in his left hand and a light pink marshmallow in his right hand.

Seeing Yiyong and May oncoming, Anchor's expression instantly changed from relaxed and happy to complicated and tangled.

"Uh...how did you meet the two of you..." He curled his lips, "Adults don't like to meet children who need to worry about when they are having fun."

Out of politeness to the elders, Wu Yue suppressed the confusion in her heart called "Do you really think you are a decent adult?", just smiled helplessly, and waved goodbye to him .

She is very self-conscious - she will not disturb the "adult" play.

Continue down the stairs.Near the classroom on the second floor, they met Senior Sister Yamu Liang from the science class of Class C of the second year who was carrying milk.Wu Yue helped her, and successfully got the double ice cream cone fed by the senior sister, not only Wu Yue, but also Yi Yong.

"By the way, did you see that huge carousel on the playground?" Yamu Liang said, "It was made by the seniors of the third grade. It is super gorgeous! I heard that there are not many people at the moment, you Go play with your boyfriend!"

Accidentally, Yi Yong's identity was misunderstood again.

Wu Yue swallowed a large mouthful of soft ice cream, and the cold temperature slid down her throat all the way to her stomach, making her tremble.She hastily explained to her senior: "No, no, he's not mine..."

Before the most important words could be uttered, the busy senior Yamu had already been called away by others, and it seemed that there was no time to resolve the misunderstanding.

Wu Yue's embarrassment suddenly doubled - she didn't want to keep this misunderstanding for the rest of her life!

Moreover, Mr. Giyuu will definitely feel awkward when he hears such words...

……No.She thinks too much.

Yi Yong had a calm face, and even after hearing what he said just now, his heart did not fluctuate.

I don't know why, seeing Yiyong's reaction, Wuyue is... quite disappointed?

But no matter what, he didn't think too much, and he didn't need to explain himself, this alone made May feel very satisfied.

"Speaking of which, I saw the seniors in the third grade busy in the playground before. So they were riding a merry-go-round?"

Since Sister Yamu strongly recommended it so strongly, it seems a pity not to go.So Wu Yue excitedly dragged Yi Yong to the playground.

The carousel of Wuyue Naobu is a large facility that looks like an open music box.However, the carousel carefully built by the auxiliary department was unexpectedly large, occupying almost half of the playground.The "horse" used for riding is made into a white pegasus with metallic wings on its back, as if it really looks like a pegasus driving a person in flight.

May, who had never tried a merry-go-round before, was eager to try it, and had the urge to try it out.

But the remaining half of the playground was filled with people queuing up.Thinking of the noisy, stuffy and crowded queuing environment, Wu Yue flinched instantly.

In order to show that she was not so reluctant, Wu Yue did not forget to say harsh words: "The merry-go-round is something that children only play-and I am no longer a child!"

"Ah."

Although she agreed so much, why did Yi Yong think that this was just her pretending to be stubborn?

After leaving the playground, Wuyue took Yiyong to wander around the campus, during which time he ran into Ancho who was having fun more than once.He looked like he was completely immersed in the atmosphere of the school festival, which was probably a good thing.

Walking leisurely around every corner of Kiyohara High School, Wu Yue and Giyuu's leisurely pace seems to be a bit out of tune with the school festival.It was only noon, and May began to look around, dawdling as if she wanted to say something.

After hesitating like this for a long time, she gently pulled Yiyong's hand and whispered, "Let's go back."

"Now?"

They don't seem to have stayed here very long.And May's expression doesn't look like she wants to go back.

Indeed, May's return to heart is not that strong.But there are more important things to deal with right now.

"There are still a lot of things that need to be packed and processed at home... because I'm leaving tomorrow, I want to take some time to tidy up. Can you help me, Mr. Yiyong?"

"it is good."

Even if May doesn't say it, he will take the initiative to do so.

Originally, I wanted to say goodbye to the anchor before going back, but I didn't see him along the way.Thinking that he was probably having a good time at the moment, Wu Yue gave up the idea of ​​finding him through the missing person radio.

On the way back, I negotiated with the landlord's wife about the lease cancellation, and then called the courier company to make an appointment to pick up the goods.In this way, when you get home, all you have to do is pack your things.

The things in the apartment didn't look like much, but when it was time to clean them all up, I realized that the amount was really not to be underestimated.

For example, it looks like a difficult-to-use ballpoint pen that has been lying in a drawer all summer, or it looks like a garbage bag that I accidentally bought too much.

In May, put the things and books that are still usable into cardboard boxes, and pack them in the box with the old clothes.In a short time, the courier will come to pick up these items and send them all the way to the nearest orphanage.

As for who the next owner of her "treasures" will be, there is no way of knowing.

While tidying up the closet, Wu Yue actually found something quite remarkable.

"This is what I wore the day I moved from Yokohama to Tokyo!"

She shook the blue long-sleeved sailor suit and showed it to Giyuu excitedly.

"Do you know why I remember it so clearly? It's because it was my junior high school uniform. I didn't have much clothes back then—I don't have many clothes now. Anyway, I could only wear school uniforms even on days off, so I came to Tokyo That day I came here dressed like this. I was laughed at, and I was dodging with my back on the tram, but in fact no one was looking at me, it was just my imagination."

Just narrating this in dull words, Wuyue seemed to be able to see the heat of the day and her clumsy steps on the sidewalk.

"Oh……"

Nodded bravely.He can understand this feeling very well - although he doesn't seem to have had a similar experience.

However, there is one thing to say, her junior high school uniform looks really pretty.

"Do you want to keep the clothes?" he asked May.

Wuyue shook her head, smiled and lifted the top of the sailor suit to her shoulders, gestured and said: "I can't wear it anymore, because I am growing taller. Let's give it to those who need it. It's quite new."

She spread the school uniform on the ground, gently smoothed the folds with her hands, carefully folded it, and put it in a corner of the box.

The apartment quickly became empty.The originally full bookshelf has been completely emptied, and it looks like it was when May stepped here for the first time.

May felt a little sad.But compared to this unpredictable and complex emotion, at this moment, her heart is more worried - worry about money.

Earlier, she and Yi Yong had a good meal rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and unexpectedly found a lot of small change.Putting these money together turned out to be a small mountain of change.But the amount is really not that big, because it's just money with a small face value, or it was forgotten in the corner of the cabinet, or it fell between the cracks and didn't have time to pick it up in time.

Either way, it's valuable money.Coupled with the part-time salary that could not be spent in time, the amount seemed to suddenly become considerable.

Looking at the pile of money, May frowned in confusion.

This rare money can be used to eat an expensive meal, or to enjoy the ordinary life with only a dozen hours left - but this is not the most satisfactory way for May.

She had too many thoughts in her mind, and she never made a decision.

Thinking that Yi Yong is also one of the beneficiaries of this money, she decided to seek advice from this reliable adult man.

"Since it's your money, it's up to you to decide."

Giyuu throws the confusion back.

"Well...that's right...then I donate the money, can I?"

"That's a good idea."

Hearing what Yiyong said, Wu Yue felt secretly happy.But she still deliberately said with a cold face, as if threatening: "In this case, we can only eat very ordinary dishes today."

"It's ok."

You can eat anything.he thinks.

May covered her mouth and secretly smiled.She didn't know why she was so happy.Maybe it's because Giyuu thinks the same as her, or because she has [-]% Giyuu's support?

She couldn't figure it out either.Besides, the answer is not important, just let the happiness continue to spread.

Humming a light tune, she put the money in the envelope without writing anything, just sealed it.Clean the apartment again, and go out to buy vegetables in May.

Today she wants to make croquettes.

In a time when potatoes were cheap, she ate homemade, super-shabby croquettes almost every day, so she was, in a way, an expert on croquettes.

But today, there is plenty of money on hand, enough to allow the humble croquette to evolve into a luxurious version of the beef croquette.

Yiyong, who originally planned to watch on the sidelines, was pulled by Wuyue's side as a helper, but all he did were simple jobs.

For example, he is washing potatoes and carrots at the moment.

The kitchen is a bit cramped, at least slightly cramped for two people.When Wu Yue stood beside him chopping vegetables, their hands would always accidentally touch each other.

After washing all the potatoes slowly, Yiyong called her, but when Wuyue raised her head, she looked pitiful with tears in her eyes.Yiyong's heart was suddenly tightened.

"Are you all right?" His question was tinged with eagerness that neither of them noticed, "Did you cut it? Or what's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm just chopping onions."

Yiyong, who was too anxious, didn't understand this, and continued to ask, "Onion? What's wrong with Onion?"

Wuyue couldn't hold back her smile, and laughed while shedding tears.She hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, tried her best to raise her head, and handed the knife to Yiyong.

"You cut it."

"……I come?"

If May hadn't nodded earnestly, Yiyong would have thought he had heard it wrong. After all, Wu Yue would never have entrusted him with such "fine operations" so reassuringly.

But since Wuyue had already said so, Yiyong certainly wouldn't hesitate.He directly took the kitchen knife from Wuyue, imitating her appearance just now, cutting the onion into fine dices.

A few seconds later, there was another tearful person in the city.