They all think I'm a boss

Recently, during the summer vacation, the number of visitors to Honmaru Shrine and Honmaru Cafe has more than doubled. Fusangshen run around the shrine cafe all day long, so busy that they are dizzy. skills come back.

Toki Fujikawa originally planned to close the coffee shop for a period of time, and reopen it after the summer vacation. Firstly, it will reduce the work pressure of the knives, and secondly, it can also shift the focus of work to the Honmaru Shrine, so as to collect more beliefs.

However, Hasebe later came to tell him that the turnover in the recent period was three times that of the usual one, and that summer was a great time for the coffee shop to make money.

Fujikawa struggled for a while, and finally ran silently to the Chinese product store in China Street to bring back dozens of boxes of Melatonin and six walnuts to replenish the brains of these fusangshen. Buy some kidney treasures...

He had previously promised the knives to take them to Disneyland during the summer vacation, but when he mentioned this in front of the knives and the wakizashis, the group of teenagers shook their heads and refused because they wanted to stay Take care of the shrine together with other Touken Fusangshin.

If they propose to help in the coffee shop, then Toki Fujikawa definitely disagrees, but what they want to help with is the Honmaru Shrine. The construction of the Honmaru Shrine is closely related to every fusangshin in Honmaru, and Fujikawa Toki will not refuse , and there is no reason to refuse.

So Fujikawa silently brought back dozens of boxes of Happy Growth and Kolego from the Chinese product store. Speaking of which, Kolego is obviously from Spain, but now it can only be bought in the Chinese product store.

But even though Honmaru is already so busy that even the "child labor" has been requisitioned, Fusangshen still don't want Fujikawa Toki to help. Candlestick Kiri will prepare the whole day's meals in advance and put them in the refrigerator. He just needs to heat them up can eat.

Fujikawa, who was "excluded" from the outside, felt that he seemed to be living the life of a useless person. He woke up all day and ate, and slept after eating. Staring at the yard in the corridor of Honmaru for a whole day.

When he lived alone before, he never seemed to think that being alone would be boring, but now he seems to be used to the sound of "Master" appearing in his ears from time to time, and his surroundings suddenly become clean, which actually makes him Feel a little uncomfortable.

A burst of "bang bang bang bang" interrupted Fujikawa Toki's daze, and then there was another "ping bang bang" sound like bowls being broken. The sound should come from the kitchen, and Fujikawa got up At that time, he found that the few tiger cubs who were sleeping next to him did not know where they had gone.

He didn't know what happened until he came to the kitchen and saw the mess on the ground.

The door of the refrigerator in the kitchen was wide open, and the lunch and dinner prepared before leaving in the morning were carefully wrapped in plastic wrap and placed in the refrigerator's cold fresh compartment. A few pieces, part of Fujikawa's lunch and dinner in it fell to the ground, and the other part was splashed on the foreheads of several little tigers.

Judging from the situation, it is estimated that the group of little tigers accidentally knocked over the plates when they were pulling the refrigerator, and Fujikawa's lunch and dinner were also ruined.

As if realizing that they had done something wrong, the cubs huddled in the corner and lowered their heads and "wowed" a few times in frustration. Their white fur was covered with rice and vegetables, and they looked embarrassed and pitiful.

Fujikawa took a broom to clean up the kitchen, and then picked up a few tiger cubs who were shivering in the corner and threw them into the bathing pool to clean them one by one. After finishing all this work, it was almost time for dinner.

There are still a lot of fresh ingredients in the refrigerator. When living alone, Fujikawa often went to the supermarket to buy some discounted half-price dishes, and took them home to fool around. Can barely be considered edible.

But after getting used to the meals made by Candlestick Kiri and Hasebe, he would definitely not be happy to let Fujikawa Toki eat the food that he made himself to fool his stomach.

At this time, Fujikawa suddenly remembered that in the chat room of Dollars before, Seton once recommended to him a restaurant called "Manxianglou" in Chinatown, saying that the fried dumplings there tasted very good.

He hasn't eaten in a restaurant outside for a long time, and China Street is not too far from here, so Fujikawa decided to go to the "Manxianglou" recommended by Seton without hesitation. Fix today's lunch.

As the largest port city in Japan, Yokohama has a well-developed tourism industry, aside from import and export trade. There is a Minato Mirai 21 district and a Chinatown, which is a must-see for almost every foreign tourist who comes to Yokohama.

It's summer vacation, and the usually lively Chinatown can only be described as crowded. Now it's meal time again, and almost every restaurant in Chinatown is full.

Fujikawa was very lucky. When he arrived at Manxianglou, the previous table had just finished eating and left. A vacant table happened to be available. A waiter in a festive red Tang suit brought him a menu and a pot of brown rice tea.

Fujikawa casually flipped through the menu, and ordered a plate of signature pan-fried dumplings and roasted squab, and added a mapo tofu and red bean dumplings after thinking about it.

Many of the people who came here were foreign tourists. It was probably the first time they had seen the priestly uniform on Fujikawa Toki and the fox mask on his face. The companion communicates in a low voice in a foreign language.

Fujikawa was very hungry, he just wanted to get the food he ordered quickly, so he didn't care what these foreigners were saying, he couldn't understand anyway.

"Excuse me."

A piece of black clothes suddenly broke into Fujikawa's sight, and at the same time, an elegant voice mixed with a little nasal sound came from the opposite side.

"Can I sit here, please?"

Fujikawa raised his head, and there was a thin foreign man standing opposite him. The man's skin was very white, and his whiteness was not the natural skin color of Caucasians, but revealed a little morbid paleness. Especially his face, which was so white that there was hardly any blood.

He seemed to be afraid of the cold, and on a sunny day in the [-]s outside, this man was still wearing a black cloak with a white fur collar, and a thick white cotton felt hat on his forehead.

Has this man just crossed over from the North Pole?

Fujikawa Toki couldn't help but slander, nodded, acquiescing to the other party's request.

"Thank you."

The man gave him a friendly smile, and then sat down opposite him.

During peak dining hours like this, it is common for people who don’t know each other to share a table with each other. The waiter quickly brought a menu and a pot of brown rice tea. Frowning, a few seconds later, he showed a slightly apologetic smile at the opposite Fujikawa.

"It's the first time I've been to this kind of Chinese restaurant, could you please recommend some dishes for me?"

Fujikawa glanced at him, and just wanted to say that it was his first time visiting this restaurant, and it would be better to ask the waiter here to recommend it for him, but in a blink of an eye, he saw a new customer in the store, and the waiter was busy greeting new customers Take a seat, there is no time to take care of this side.

Fujikawa remembered that when their coffee shop was busy, they often encountered this situation. There were too many customers, but the shop was short of manpower. In the end, the knives were simply overwhelmed, just like the waiters in this shop now .

Perhaps thinking of the group of knife spirits in Honmaru who are still busy in the coffee shop and shrine, Fujikawa Toki did not call the waiter over, but recommended a few dishes to the foreign man opposite based on his own feelings.

Most of the Chinese restaurants in Japan have the same taste, and they are basically improvements made according to the taste of the Japanese. Although it is the first time for Fujikawa to eat this Manxianglou, he has eaten at a Chinese restaurant several times, ordering back and forth. It's almost the same.

After recommending a few dishes that he thought were okay to the foreign man opposite, the man then called the waiter and ordered a portion of all the dishes that Fujikawa Toki had recommended to him just now.

"Thank you very much. In my impression, I thought the Japanese were very indifferent. I didn't expect to meet such a kind person like you."

The foreign man on the opposite side showed him a grateful smile.

Kind people?

Fujikawa raised his eyebrows, this was the first time he heard such an evaluation from others.

Fujikawa Shi did not have the habit of chatting with strangers. After recommending dishes to a man, he just sat in his seat and waited for his meal without saying a word, and had no intention of communicating with the man opposite him at all.

But the man seemed to be very curious about him, staring at the white fox mask on his face and the god-inspector uniform on him for a while, and then showed a sudden realization, "You are the priest in the shrine, right? I have seen you dressed like this in the book, and I remember that the book also said that Japanese priests would pray for the blessing of the gods during the sacrifice, and when necessary, they would offer themselves to the gods as sacrifices to pray for the peace of the world, what I said right?"

Which century book are you reading?

Fujikawa glanced at him, shook his head and denied, "I'm not a priest."

"Ah, did I remember wrongly? But I clearly remember..."

The foreign man showed a troubled expression, then lowered his head and went to think.

Before Fujikawa's ears cleared up for a moment, the man showed an "I know" look again, and looked at him with a smile.

"Since you're not a priest, then you should be a cosplayer. I heard that Japan's two-dimensional industry is very developed, so your cosplay role is a priest?"

Toki Fujikawa: "..."

Why does this gringo talk so much?

Seemingly aware of Fujikawa's impatience, the foreign man opposite quickly apologized, "Sorry, it's my first time in Japan, so no matter what I see, I find it very novel."

the first time?

Fujikawa caught the key words in his sentence.

"Your Japanese is fluent."

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the level that someone who comes to Japan for the first time should have.

The man's expression is quite natural, "My mother is Japanese, and I have been learning Japanese as my second mother tongue since I was a child, but it is really an honor to be recognized by the locals."

Also say honorifics.

Fujikawa Shi curled his lips, the Japanese of this mixed race was much more authentic than that of the local.

"After talking so much, I forgot to introduce myself."

The corners of the man's mouth were raised slightly, and there was a faint smile in his wine-red eyes.

"My name is Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky."

Toki Fujikawa: "..."

This name... are you sure you didn't come here to make up the word count?