"Also, Banze, don't call me Great Teacher from now on!"

"Okay, goodbye, Teacher~!"

Amid the laughter of the coffee shop clerk, Asama said goodbye to Hanzawa Erihua and walked home.

In front of Komaba, Asama is like a love mentor who offers advice from time to time; but in front of Hanzawa, an otaku with a bad personality, Asama is just a tool.

Such humiliation, such humiliation!

Asama touched the thick pile of Yuji in his pocket.

Alas, there will be no problem if I come a few times.

Yes, instead of being angry with Banze, it’s better to think about whether your character is out of shape, whether your dialogue is stiff, and whether you are worthy of the title of Great Teacher!

I examine myself three times a day.

The life of a supporting character also requires an extremely strong soul to support it.

Because of the improvement in income, Asama, who was originally planning to rent an apartment in Ota City, also directly rented a good apartment in Minato City. It cost 170,000 yen a month. There was no deposit and no gift money was required. It was well-decorated and furnished, so Asama rented it directly.

One year.

I made 4 million in the past two months, rented a house for 2 million, and ordered over 1 million, but there was not much money left.

Asama sent another 500,000 yuan back to his hometown, telling his parents that "it's a scholarship specially given to country people in Tokyo. It's a bit embarrassing, so don't spread it."

This time, Banze generously gave 1 million yuan. In the eyes of the Krypton Gold Party, these were just small amounts of money. Banze planned to go to a nearby convenience store to send another 500,000 yuan back today.

Well, the reason I am going to give this time is:

"The essay was selected for the Excellence Award. The aristocratic school is so wealthy! Also, don't spread the word, for fear that the neighbors will be jealous."

The apartment is about 1.5 kilometers from the school and 1.2 kilometers from Oedo and Nanboku Line Azabu-juban Station.

Whether you are going to Meguro River to enjoy cherry blossoms or going to Roppongi to enjoy the scenery, it is very convenient.

The Metropolitan Expressway Metropolitan Loop Line and Shiba Park are next to the apartment, very close and within walking distance. There are many citizens playing tennis and baseball on weekends.

It's worth mentioning that according to the landlord, Tokyo Tower can even be seen from the toilet window. Asama doesn't know if it's because of his poor eyesight, but he has never seen it.

After sending money to my hometown, I was starved by the oden in the convenience store.

Well, let’s improve the food today.

Asama strolled along Azabu Juban Commercial Street, enjoying the strange sense of tranquility this street brought to people.

Yes, as a famous elegant city in the central six wards of Tokyo, it is not as impetuous as Shibuya, Shinjuku, and Ikebukuro.

In Azabu Juban, a Michelin restaurant, a century-old coffee house, a century-old souvenir shop where foreign celebrities linger, French and Italian dishes improved by the Japanese, and a Chinese restaurant that Asama has longed for are all integrated in one place.

The unique cultural flavor flows quietly in the time that belongs to Azabu Juban.

This street has an elegant and calm, noble and low-key temperament to its core.

Asama took a leisurely stroll and came to a Chinese restaurant. The owner was an enthusiastic Shenyang native, but because he was a third-generation immigrant, he already spoke Japanese more fluently and purer than Chinese.

Japanese convenience stores and supermarkets usually only have minced pork that is convenient for making hamburger meat. Those Japanese who like Chinese food but are not very good at handling meat don't know that you can buy neatly cut pork shreds in this restaurant.

"Old Qin! Boss Qin! Give me half a pound of shredded pork, and cut the best green peppers for me. Give me some of the spring bamboo shoots and ham from last time, and give me two green onions and a little green onion."

Asama greeted the boss in the kitchen in pure Chinese.

Many tourists became interested in this ordinary boy who was an international student. He treated the restaurant as a vegetable market, right?

Before Boss Qin spoke, Mrs. Qin said with a smile: "Ah Shui, you might as well just have dinner at our place. Why don't we give you a 20% discount? How much trouble will you make if you take it back!"

"Ah Shui, don't listen to her. You can do whatever you want at home. It's not like being noisy and uncomfortable in the store." Boss Qin shouted outside while frying the pork liver over high heat.

Chinese jet engines are really noisy.

"You are the only one who talks a lot! You are the only one who is considerate and considerate! Go, go, go, concentrate on cooking for you!"

After a while, Mrs. Qin had Asama's dishes packed and handed over.

"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Liu!"

"Hey, why are you so polite? I won't take your money!" Sister Liu smiled and turned around to go into the store to get busy.

Carrying the dishes, Asama slowly entered the apartment building, swiped his card, entered the elevator, swiped his card again, and the floor automatically lit up. Asama felt that he had forgotten something important.

Asama pressed the door handle with her fingers and opened the apartment door. As soon as she entered the door, she put her shoes on and prepared to take them off.

A clear voice belonging to a seventeen or eighteen year old girl came:

"Ah Shui is back! Should you eat first, take a bath first, or eat me first today?"

The blond girl was wearing a thin white vest, with her hands behind her back slightly bent over. Her two big, talking eyes, smiling like crescent moons, met Asama's gaze.

Dear readers, dear bosses, please give me some recommendations for your new book, Seedlings! I’ll give you a split and a kowtow.
Chapter completed!