On the way back, downstairs of the apartment, the two happened to meet Takayasu Mizawa who was invited to come.

The other party was wearing a white shirt, black trousers underneath, and a slender gift box about half a meter long in his hand.

And that bald head is still so conspicuous.

He first congratulated, then took the initiative to take the shopping bag from Mai Nishitsuji.

Hiroshi Chihara changed the bag to one hand, looked at the red mark in the palm of his hand, sighed with a great weight, and then looked up and asked about the other party’s recent situation.

Mizawa Takayasu said as he walked:

"Since entering the section, I have basically been participating in the big hand combination. In the first section, my winning rate should be pretty good. If it goes well, I will be able to move to the second section in the middle of next year."

"That's not bad."

Hiroshi Chihara nodded:

The players who took the vocational exam this year are not only numerous, but also have a higher strength than in previous years. Therefore, the results of this year's entry into the stage are of great value.

For example, if his unlucky disciple had been better last year, he might have passed.

Therefore, in the Chuduan Division, Mizawa Takayasu's strength should also be at the forefront.

The three returned to the apartment.

Hiroya Yasui was watching TV quietly.

And Rino Morino finally heard him and went into the kitchen to help wash vegetables.

Hiroshi Chihara placed the bag on the table and glanced casually, but couldn't take back his gaze.

A few seconds later, Rino Morino noticed this unconcealed look, put down the dish in his hand, and grabbed his collar without caring about his wet hands:

"Master, have you finally couldn't help but attack your lovely disciple? Master, this is wrong! Xiao An, come and save your lovely sister!"

The water from the faucet is still flowing.

Hiromei Anai was still staring at the TV while sitting on the sofa, motionless.

Chihara Hiroshi was covered in black lines and walked quickly to her side.

Reach your hand—

"Master?"

And Chihara on the side was shocked:

From her perspective, the direction of the brother's extension seemed to be incorrect...

"Shut up!"

Chihara Hiroshi pushed her shoulder away, turned off the faucet, and wiped the sweat from her forehead:

This rush of water is a rush of water bill!

Although Chunhailiao only charges a symbolic rent of 100 yen per month, he still needs to pay the messy fees such as water and electricity, communications, fire insurance, etc.

Japan is not a charitable country, especially Tokyo. The water bill is not cheap, so how can it withstand such waste?

not to mention--

When Chihara Hiroshi saw the dish gang in the basin and the few leaves in the plate, the muscles in his eyes couldn't help but twitch.

He pointed to the basin and plate and asked:

"What are you doing?"

Morino Rino had just recovered from his fright, and glanced along his fingers, and said inexplicably:

"Wash vegetables, what's wrong?"

Hiroshi Chihara asked:

"Washing vegetables, you mean turning on the faucet, then tearing off the leaves piece by piece, throwing away the stems, and rinsing them piece by piece?"

Rino Morino took a natural tone:

"Of course, I'm washing it so clean! And the vegetable stems are not as delicious as the leaves, so I'll throw them away!"

Hiroshi Chihara ignored the young lady who had never done housework, but looked at Shizu and asked:

"Shu, didn't you teach her?"

Chihara looked a little embarrassed.

And Rino Morino looked like he was doing things one by one, and patted his chest:

"Master, I probably know what you mean! Sister Suo told me just now, I just didn't listen to her!"

Hiroshi Chihara felt that he had been defeated by this unlucky disciple.

At this time, Mai Nishitsuji entered the venue, put on a pink apron, and pushed him out of the kitchen:

"Okay OK, okay, let me teach Reno! The kitchen is not big at all, so it's too crowded if you come in again! Let's go out for the time being!"

Hiroshi Chihara returned to the living room and looked at the unlucky disciple in the kitchen. He suddenly regretted asking her to help.

"Chanhara, congratulations on winning the Dragon Star Wars championship!"

Mizawa Takayasu came to him and solemnly handed him the rectangular gift box he brought.

Only then did Chihara Hiroshi withdraw his gaze from the kitchen, first thanked him, and then took the gift box.

He weighed the weight and was a little curious, so he asked:

"Can I remove it now?"

Mizawa Takayasu made a gesture of asking for advice.

Hiroshi Chihara placed the gift box on the coffee table, and even Hiroami Yasui was attracted.

Tear the packaging and inside is a rectangular wooden box with exquisite carvings.

Then push the lid of the wooden box open, and a bunch of golden rice ears tied with red ribbons revealed.

Obviously, neither Chihara Hiroshi nor Yasui Hiroaki had expected it to be this, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Mizawa Takayao touched the back of his head and said embarrassedly:

"This is the first rice ear harvested by my family this summer. According to our customs, the first bunch is to be worshipped to Inari God. The rice ears grown with it will contain the blessings of the gods. Those who receive it will gain happiness and well-being in the following days!

"I really couldn't think of what to send, and suddenly I remembered this, so I asked my family to send this bunch of rice ears last week. I also hope that Qianyuan Jun would not dislike it."

"How could it be?"

Hiroshi Chihara gently picked up the bunch of golden rice ears. The grains were full and the stems were slender. They were tied with red ribbons. It was obviously carefully sorted and looked very beautiful.

His nose moved slightly, and he could even smell the fragrance of the grain.

Hiroami Yasui looked at him curiously. In his thirteen years of limited experience, he had never seen the grains look like with his own eyes.

Mizawa Takayasu introduced:

"This has been specially processed and will be stored for a longer time. Qianhara Jun, you can find a place to place it as a decoration."

Hiroshi Chihara agreed with this idea, glanced at the living room, then came to the chess room, and finally found a place in the bookcase, and put the half-open wooden box on it.

He looked around with satisfaction:

It is not abrupt, but also adds a bit of the meaning of "being a farmer in the morning and climbing to the emperor's hall in the evening".

Afterwards, Chihara Hiroshi received a call from Sakai Toshi, and the other party said that there would be something wrong with the reward and he could not come.

From this phone call, the phone ringtones began to ring one after another:

"Group Jiuli, I haven't contacted you for a long time. How did the first person in Kansai Chess Academy decide to fight...

"Will the final three games start next month? Jiuli Ge, come on...

"It's okay, it's nothing if you can't come this time. We are all chess players. Of course, the competition is the priority..."

"Ah, is it Shirakawa...

"Aren't you already in your senior year? You still have time to come to Tokyo...

"Forget it, you should study hard. If you want to see me often, you should get into a university in Tokyo...
Chapter completed!