Chapter 135 Lucky Cat
When I returned to the hostel, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.
When he opened the door, Chihara Hiroshi found Mizawa Takayasu packing his luggage.
"Kun Chihara." Mizawa Takayasu did not stop and he called out, "Have you gone to have a meal?"
Chihara Hiroshi nodded and explained his itinerary for the day.
After listening, Mizawa Takayasu stopped and exclaimed:
"Hideyuki Fujisawa and Jihoon Zhao?"
Seeing the other party's envious look, Chihara Hiroshi smiled and said:
"Misawa Jun, aren't you going to stay in Tokyo? Don't worry, as long as you pass the vocational exam, you will definitely have the opportunity to contact these two people!"
Mizawa Takayasu nodded.
Hiroshi Chihara looked around the room.
The two of them did not give much greeting, mainly clothes, and Mizawa had already stored all his clothes in his suitcase.
"Are you going to move into your new home tomorrow?"
Moving into a new home, Mizawa Takayasu was in a good mood and said with a smile:
“Yes, furniture and other items have been purchased and can be moved in directly tomorrow.
"Kun Chihara, do you have time tomorrow?"
Although he had invited him before, he still couldn't help but confirm again.
In Japan, housewarming is also a big deal, but Mizawa Takayasu came to Tokyo alone, and his relatives were all in Hokkaido, so he did not intend to abide by the red tape and was just preparing to celebrate a simple celebration.
"Manzejun, don't worry, I will definitely go tomorrow."
After chatting for a while, they moved to Go again. After playing a game, it was almost eleven o'clock, so they each went to bed.
No dreams all night.
The next day, when Chihara Hiroshi woke up, he found that Takayasu Misawa was sorting out and checking his luggage.
"Sorry, Qianyuan Jun, did you wake you up?" He noticed that Qianyuan sat up and quickly stopped moving.
Chihara Hiroshi stood up:
"No, I wake up at this time, you'd better keep going, don't lose anything."
Mizawa Takayao pulled the zipper of the suitcase and waved his hand:
"It doesn't matter. The apartment I bought is also in Chiyoda District, which is not far from here. If you lose something, you can come back at any time."
Hiroshi Chihara noticed another question and asked:
"The property you purchased is nearby?"
"Well, it's not nearby, there's still some distance." Mizawa Takayasu explained, "but it's not far from Japan's Chess Institute. If you walk, it's only about ten minutes away."
It was obviously intentional to choose near the Japan Chess Academy.
Hiroshi Chihara couldn't help but sigh that the farmers in Hokkaido are really rich.
The Chiyoda District of Tokyo is known as Japan's economic and cultural center. Not only is the Imperial Palace of Japan, the Parliament, the Supreme Court, etc. established here, but most large enterprises will also choose here as their headquarters.
The famous electrical appliance street Akihabara is here.
Therefore, it is not easy to buy a house here even if housing prices fall.
He packed up his bedding, walked into the bathroom, and began to wash.
Everything was ready, Misawa Takayasu pulled the suitcase, while Chihara Hiroshi was carrying a big box.
"Kun Chihara, what are you on your hands?" Mizawa Takayasu asked curiously while waiting for the bus on the roadside.
Hiroshi Chihara seemed a little mysterious and said:
"You will know when you get to the place."
Mizawa Takayasu wanted to ask again, but at this time the bus came, he had to stop talking.
After only three stops, they got off the bus for about fifteen minutes.
Obviously, this is a high-end residential area with a quiet environment and a considerable distance between apartment buildings, and the sunlight can shine on the bottom floor.
"The Japanese Chess Academy is in that direction, but you have to turn a corner to see it."
Mizawa Takayasu pointed in the direction where the bus left.
Hiroshi Chihara followed him to an apartment building inside, and a middle-aged man in blue electrician clothes was waiting downstairs.
"Hello, Mr. Mizawa."
Seeing Takayasu Misawa, he hurried forward and took the initiative to greet him.
"Hello, Mr. Takeuchi." Mizawa Takayasu introduced to Hiroshi Chihara while replying, "This is the administrator of this apartment, Mr. Takeuchi."
Both sides greeted him politely.
Takeuchi took the initiative to lead the way and said:
"Mr. Takiji has instructed you that if there is no problem, I will list a table for you to the management fee charged by the apartment every year."
Mizawa Takayasu nodded:
"If I were told yesterday, I had no problem."
Hearing this, Takeuchi seemed very happy:
Finally, I met a generous resident and didn’t have to explain each expenditure one by one. If I met a difficult customer, it would be unpleasant to be angry.
The three of them walked into the elevator and Takeuchi pressed the '9' button.
When the elevator door opened again, it had already reached the ninth floor.
904, this is the door number of the destination.
Mizawa Takayasu took out the key and opened the door. Brand new slippers were already placed in the shoe cabinet.
But Takeuchi did not come in, but bowed:
"Mr. Sanze, I finished the precautions for this apartment building yesterday.
"I wish you a happy day for the next day."
As he said that, he handed over a wooden box the size of a palm, with four Chinese characters "Peace and Ruyi" engraved on it.
"This is?"
"It was the peace talisman we sought from nearby temples, and it was also a good start. Whenever a new resident moved in, we would give one."
Mizawa Takayao took the Peaceful Talisman and said "Thank you".
"If Mr. Mizawa is fine, I will take it back first." Takeuchi straightened up, thought for a while, and reminded, "The administrator's office is on the first floor. If you have anything, you can come down or notify by phone. The phone number of the office is the one on yesterday's business card..."
Just as he was about to leave, Mizawa Takayasu called him, opened his suitcase in the entrance hall, took out a rectangular bag, and handed it to the administrator:
"This is the soba noodles I brought from my hometown, I hope I won't dislike it!"
When moving a new home, sending soba noodles to neighbors and administrators is a rule passed down from the Edo period.
Therefore, Hiroshi Chihara found it strange:
The last time he moved, this was what the landlord and aunt told him.
Takeuchi quickly took the soba noodles and said with a smile:
"What are you talking about? You're so kind! Thank you!"
After the elevator door was closed, Mizawa Takayasu closed the door.
Hiroshi Chihara then changed into slippers and looked around.
This apartment is not small, with three bedrooms and one living room. The furniture that should be available has basically been purchased, and both wall paint and wallpaper are obviously brand new.
"Kun Chihara, can you tell me what you are holding now, right?" Mizawa Takayasu asked.
This time, Chihara Hiroshi didn't keep it anymore and handed him the box in his hand.
Chapter completed!