Days as a Reincarnator in Yokohama

Tottori Prefecture, government capacity section.

"Officer Xiang Ji, Mrs. Shihe has been waiting downstairs for a long time. Do you want to go and see her?"

The clerk opened the door and asked the boss, with a look of impatience.

Commander Xiang Ji was distressed by the recent huge casualties, he exhausted his brains and tried to maximize the deployment of personnel, a trace of regret flashed across his face upon hearing this.

He rubbed between his brows with a headache:

"Didn't I ask you to persuade her to go back? The higher-ups are already thinking of a way, and they will definitely not let the meritorious minister have an accident... Forget it, I'll go down."

He said he had a headache, but he still got up and walked downstairs, with a hard face and a soft heart to comfort Shihe Tianlian's wife.

As a comrade in the frontline trenches, he knows how difficult this job is, and understands the suffering of the family members of the frontline personnel. As a boss, he has the responsibility to take care of their families.

He comforted Shihe Tianlian's wife over and over again, but Mrs. Shihe, who knew the inside story, looked a little desperate.

Obviously, before yesterday, she could still have simple communication with her husband, but today she can't get in touch at all.

After she came to the government's ability training again and again, she learned that last night Shi Hetian's san value was already on the verge of 60, and she fought strangely again.

It's not that he can't be contacted now, but that he has been unable to contact her.

Through her husband's influence during this period, she knows how dangerous the situation is now, and feels pessimistic about it.

His husband's colleagues also revealed the news that people across the country who could save his husband have already lined up in a long line, and the ones in front of him are all wounded who are in the same condition as him or even worse, so it may not be his husband's turn.

Mrs. Shihe didn't know what she could do, so she could only face people's impatience and come to her husband's office time and time again to grind his leadership.

It was the only thing she could do.

Mrs. Shihe was tired of listening to Mrs. Xiang Ji's consolation. She put on an unforgiving appearance and cried and made noises in the bureau. understand.

Commander Xiangji wiped his sweat when the terminal in his hand rang.

"Hello, this is Muyoshi Nagano."

After hearing a few words, his eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly patted Mrs. Shihe to signal her to be quiet.

"The situation has improved, okay, thank you very much, on behalf of his family and comrades in arms, I would like to express my gratitude to you and Mr. Special Chef."

"..."

"Then when will he come back?"

"..."

"It's good news that he will be back after two more days of isolation. I will inform his family members right away. I am really sorry for the trouble. I will come to the door to thank you in the future."

Mrs. Shihe heard the second half of the conversation. When he hung up the phone, it seemed that the woman with her teeth and claws fell silent and asked in a low voice, "My husband is saved."

She was still in a trance.

Commander Xiangji walked around the place excitedly, and said with an excited expression, "You've been saved, I told you to rest assured, Shihe was injured for Tottori Prefecture, and we will definitely not just sit idly by."

"Can I ask which super chef specifically saved my husband's life? I'd like to thank him personally."

Naturally, this is not a question that cannot be said, and Commander Xiang Ji happily told her the name of Hirakawa Gathering.

The woman searched the Internet, and soon, she found the introduction of Hirakawa Masaki, and at the same time, the official account of the country of healing came out, and the collaboration video with Inokashira Goro just released.

The woman carefully kept the benefactor's information in her heart, but the more she read it, the more surprised she became.

The person who saved her husband was not only a super chef, but also a king!

He is the founder of Healing Country, the source of fantasy ingredients, and the honorary principal of Yuanyue Saryo Cuisine Academy...

Several titles were placed on him, embellishing his resume so dazzlingly that he couldn't look directly at it.

The woman poked open the video with trembling fingertips, like countless people surfing the Internet, staring at every frame of the video, hoping to see him.

She looked at it with the eyes of a belief.

Because the king is the spiritual pillar in the hearts of people in this world, the birth of every king can inspire the hearts of the people.

When Hirakawa Masaki's young and slender figure appeared in the video, and the post-production group devoutly marked the "King of Colorless" next to him, she couldn't help but hold her breath.

He stared at his figure without blinking, engraving it deeply in the depths of his memory.

……

On this day, situations like Mrs. Shihe appeared in every corner of the country.

One after another, the good news seemed to have wings and flew into every household, turning the gloomy atmosphere of those people's homes into hope and longing.

Hirakawa Yaji did not save the wounded alone. They were the pillars of every household. Every wounded represents at least one family. In human society, a family will connect several families.

Outside the life restaurant, the night fell, and the restaurant with people coming and going gradually became silent.

When the sky was full of stars and the light bamboo was paved into a river of light, Pingchuan Yaji finally finished entertaining the last wounded person who rushed over from other places.

Koichiro stayed with them until the last moment.

When the staff in the quarantine area picked up the last guest, he solemnly bowed deeply to Pingchuan Yaji and all the helpers.

"Everyone has worked hard. On behalf of them and their families and friends, I would like to express my sincerest gratitude to you for saving these 102 families."

After speaking, he bowed again, and it took a long time before he got up.

Hirakawa Yaji shook his head: "It doesn't have to be like this, we just do our best. There is nothing to be thankful for."

After chatting for a while, he saw that everyone was exhausted, and urged them to go home and rest.

……

The key was inserted into the keyhole and made a crisp sound when it collided with the metal door.

The entrance was lit up, and Hirakawa Yaji stepped in with his tired legs.

"Chi Ye," he called out. "Meow." Chi also emerged from the corner, circling around his ankles, and the fluffy hair brushed against his bare skin, causing bursts of itching.

Hirakawa Yaji breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his brows and eyes, squatted down and hugged it, his fingers ran along the top of his head, and gently rubbed its back down to the root of its tail.

The phone bug on his ear vibrated, and it was Zhongya Zhongya calling.

"Are you tired today? I think you're listless." Zhong Yuan asked warmly on the other end of the phone.

Masaki Hirakawa lowered his head, and found that Akaya's blood-colored eyes were looking at him without blinking.

He buried his face in Chiya's hair, took a breath, and muttered in a low voice: "I'm so tired, Chuya, I can hardly lift my arms."

"Let Chiya rub it for you." Chuya said.

Chi Ye's claws pressed against his forearm.

Hirakawa Masaki smiled and said to Zhong Yuan Zhongya: "But I am very happy, although I am very tired, but I saved people."

Chatting about what happened today, he hugged Chi Ye and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The hot air condensed and drifted above the bathtub, he stepped into the warm water and sank his body.

The white fingertips were soaked in hot water, turning them a fleshy pink, and the temples were stained with water, dripping down.

Chi also lay on his chest, her fluffy tail swept the water, and occasionally swept his narrow and strong waist, and the plum blossoms stepped on the inappropriate position.

The next moment, a wet hand came out from under the water, grabbed the back of its neck and put it next to the bathtub, nodded its nose in warning, and crouched down sleepily, with grievances in its eyes.

The phone bug is still working hard, and he chats with Zhong Ye every now and then.

The body is immersed in the comfortable hot water, and the tiredness penetrates from the cracks in the bones. There is a wave of sleepiness and exhaustion between his brows. Lingling's petals look forward to this summer.

The water was rippling, and Chiya fiddled with his long hair floating on the water surface, revealing the underwater amorous feelings.

"Small cat." Hirakawa Yaji scolded with a smile, flicked his fingers lightly, splashing Chiye's nose with bath water.

"Where are you now and how long will it take to reach your destination"

He turned sideways in the water, slightly bent his knees, and lay on the head of the bathtub as a pillow. Hot and sweaty, the color of her lips is bright under the light.

Zhongyuan Zhongya's voice obviously paused for a while before replying: "We are almost at the Mediterranean Sea, and we expect to arrive at the Italian port in a few days."

Galloping all the way, the originally half-month voyage was shortened by a few days.

"That's good, you can come back early." Pingchuan Yaji said lazily.

"Whatever you want, I'll bring it to you."

"..."

At some point, Hirakawa Masaki closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, red light flashed on Chiya's body, and soon his body became dry and loose, his waist and hips sank into the quilt, the lights were turned off one by one, and the room was dark.

Chi Ye squatted on his pillow, staring at Hirakawa Yaji who was sleeping peacefully with his cat eyes.

The phone bug transmitted the sound of his breathing to the sea thousands of miles away. Nakahara also lowered his head, biting the edge of the aloe vera bandage and tearing it open. The wounds on his body, light or heavy, spoke of the unrest along the way. .

He was sitting on the deck of the ship, surrounded by a mess, the entire cargo ship was silent, the ship was sailing on the silent sea, surrounded by fog.

……

Polar research station.

The night fell on the white snow, which seemed much brighter than the night on the mainland.

There has been a weather warning since last night that there will be a snowstorm tonight, and the wind is howling outside the tent at this moment, and the sky and the earth are white.

The team members ate a full meal of Chef Juxia's dinner, and smacked their lips happily in their sleep.

The captain on duty tonight guarded the instrument, yawned, pulled his cheek hard, and looked at the various data on the machine seriously.

The blizzard is getting bigger and bigger, and it will be completely frozen as soon as you go out on this kind of day. The silent scientific research stood quietly in the snowstorm, without a trace of light leaking.

In the boundless wind and snow, the ice cap cracked cracks.

The abyss-like gullies silently swallowed up the scientific research stations.

……

Hirakawa Yaji felt that the whole person was light and light, as if walking through a tunnel.

The next moment, his eyes were bright, and he suddenly became conscious.

Open your eyes, there is a huge glowing stone slab under your feet, surrounded by nothingness and darkness.

"Dresden slate," he murmured softly.

Looking around, he found several figures emerging around the stone slab one after another.

When the light faded, the figures of the current seven kings appeared, including the gray king Panzhou Tianji who had previously hidden his identity, the green king Bishuiliu, and the silver king Adolf K Weitzman who was always floating in the sky.

Chang Lu Dajue, the Kingdom of Gold, glanced majestically at the gray and green kings.

Before everyone could talk, the next moment, the Dresden stone slabs shone again, and an indistinguishable man with white body appeared in front of them.

"Hi, I'm Dresden Slate." He said in a calm to indifferent tone.

The old man, the king of gold, seemed to be familiar with it: "What's the matter with calling us here?"

"The weirdness at the poles of the earth has awakened."

When becoming a king, the Dresden Slate will instill knowledge and intelligence into the king's mind, so everyone present knows something about the weirdness of the polar region.

Hearing this, everyone's pupils shrank.

The Dresden Slate continued: "You need to split up, the weirdness is already heading towards the equator."

Hirakawa Yaji curled up his fingers, Europe is close to the polar regions, and Central Plains Chuya...

The Dresden slate glanced at him: "In an hour, the weirdness of the Arctic will reach near the Mediterranean Sea."

Hirakawa Yaji's heart skipped a beat, he clenched his fist and buried his fingertips in his palm.