Boss Qin said it was a bit hard to accept.

Er Jian also nodded quickly,

"Indeed. It makes people feel shy."

In fact, it was fear. When I saw it, I imagined myself wearing a high-cut cheongsam, pouring chili oil into the customers' eyes like magic on the dishes in a maid cafe, and listening to the customers' screams, I felt scared.

"Okay, I'm just mentioning it."

Asama put the list back into his pocket without changing his expression.

As long as I'm not embarrassed, there's no embarrassment.

"Well, Futami-chan, see you at noon tomorrow."

Boss Qin and Mrs. Qin said goodbye to Er Jian.

"I feel like Boss Qin and the others are very good people~"

On the way to the subway station with Asama, Futami sighed.

"Well, Lao Qin's restaurant is a well-known old restaurant in Azabu Juban. They work hard every day, getting up early and staying late.

Also because I am too busy, it is very easy to deal with them, there are no twists and turns, just work hard."

"OK."

"Ah Shui's name is so interesting."

"I suggest you call me Qianjian."

"OK."

Let Futami wait for him downstairs in the apartment for a few minutes.

In short, if Futami finds out that he abducted the blond girl and lived with her,

Asama couldn't figure out which one would arrive first, the school's withdrawal notice or the police's handcuffs on the next day.

Open the door and use your palm to block the face of Pochi who is about to pounce.

I took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and made simple barbecued pork and egg noodles for Pochi.

After giving a few simple instructions, Pochi replied, "I went out to have a good time and have a good time again."

Asama then went out with a large number of exercise books and went downstairs to meet Futami.

The reason why I brought the exercise book is because when I did the exercises in the study group today, my brain was obviously much faster than in the past.

If it used to take half an hour to brush a math paper, in the No. 6 self-study building it takes 10 minutes.

Asama is sure that the skill of [Love Brain] has been activated. The relationship between the scene and love is:

Fukasawa to Gogyingin, Gogyingin to Futami, Futami to

If you study at Futami's house tonight, you can still activate the skills.

Asama can be sure of a few things,

① Futami Tsukiumi does have a love affair with herself;

② Love scenes related to yourself can also be considered as meeting the conditions of [Learning for the purpose of love, learning efficiency increased by 300%].

③In the future, we must create more conditions for two people to study together!

Asama was thinking about this in her mind, but she didn't know what was going on above her head.

Pochi, who never went out very often, was lying on the railing of the walkway, looking at himself and Futami angrily.

And Futami Tsukiumi suddenly raised her head and looked at Kateia Izumo.

The morning rush hour on the Mita Line is hell. It gets a little better at night, but there are still no seats available.

Even though the train was upgraded and equipped with cameras to prevent idiosyncratic behavior, Asama still adopted a hands-on-the-wall gesture, used her body to separate Futami from the crowd, and stood in the corner of the carriage.

The Mita Line from Shiba Park to Shirogane Takanawa is shaped like a letter "J", and collisions with crowded passengers will inevitably occur when turning.

Futaba saw that the distance between Asama and Asama's faces was very close at this moment. In order to avoid being bumped and forced to kiss, Asama raised his head.

Asama, an ordinary-looking ascetic boy, demanded of himself: There must be no physical contact.

Due to his tight posture and physical strength, Asama began to sweat after experiencing several collisions. He could feel the sweat droplets streaking across his Adam's apple from his temples.

Futami took out a handkerchief and took the initiative to wipe Asama's sweat.

The atmosphere was a little charming for a while,

The girls sitting on the seats began to whisper, and many office men even began to give Asama a death stare.

Fortunately, the aloof Asama and the cold Futami can remain indifferent.

Both of them blushed because of the heat!

There are only 2 stops from Shiba Park to Shirogane Takanawa, and Asama was able to get out of the way quickly without making a big fool of himself.

The two of them left the station together and walked in the direction of Yulan Temple.

There are so many small temples in Tokyo, and where Futami lives there are even a dozen temples connected together.

Some temples that are not popular have even opened bars or cafes to maintain business.

Walking this way with Futami, the two of them spoke very little, and Asama enjoyed the tranquility.

Er Jian suddenly asked abruptly:

"Asama-kun, do you live alone now?"

"Yes, my parents live in the countryside of Izu, and I am currently renting a house in Tokyo."

"You're working hard, Mr. Asama. How are you getting along with your neighbors?"

"People who live in apartments rarely interact with each other."

Although I really want to ask about the foreign neighbor who keeps looking at Asama, maybe Asama doesn't know him.

Er Jian hid the next words in his heart.

Asama checked the map on his mobile phone and suggested a detour.

So the two of them bought some ingredients together. Asama bought three magazines, and queued for 10 minutes at the nearby Matsushimaya to buy some salty and sweet red bean daifuku.

This confectionery house has been open since the Taisho period and is very popular with nearby residents.

After eating daifuku to suppress his hunger, Futami took Asama downstairs.

The apartment Futami lives in is actually not bad. It can be said that it instantly beat the Mashima family's apartment yesterday.

The apartment has on-duty staff, a hotel-style lobby, and smart mailboxes and express lockers.

According to Komaba's information, one of Futami's 2LDK apartments costs 100 million.

Walking to the door of Futami’s house,

The hotel-style walkway and the W Hotel-style house number gave Asama the illusion of having a room with Futami.

Have you completed your three tasks?

Has your small goal of 100 million been achieved?

Do you want your youth and time to be enslaved by mere love?

I examine myself three times a day.

Asama's heart, which was disturbed by hormones, calmed down a little.

"You won't disturb your family, right?"

"It's okay. Although I live with my father, he doesn't come home much recently.

He has never lived in his new home even once."

Futami smiled and opened the door.

Exquisite entrance hall, abundant storage space, spacious living room, and double balconies overlooking the skyline of the temple complex.

There are brown waxed wooden floors, ceilings without main lights, expensive-looking black leather sofas, and large gray round carpets.

After briefly looking around at Futami's house, Asama felt that even if he was about to go bankrupt, he was still richer than a country boy like himself.

What else is there to do?

Sure enough, working part-time is just a way for young ladies to experience life.

Neither of them had eaten yet, and Asama walked into the kitchen carrying dishes.

He let Er Jian rest beside him and began to process the ingredients.

The first step was to process the mackerel sashimi, cutting each cut into moderately thick slices, then unceremoniously picked up a bottle of olive oil that looked more expensive than red wine, and marinated the fish fillets.

Cut asparagus and lettuce into thin strips, mix with bean sprouts, season with black vinegar and coarse salt, and serve as a side dish for mackerel sashimi.

"I didn't expect Mr. Asama to be so good at cooking, he's so awesome!"

Futami saw Asama's skillful movements like a chef in a high-end restaurant, and he also put aside his plan to help.
To be continued...