Chapter 275 275. Unable to exercise husband’s rights
"Where are we going next?"
"Don't you have any plans in advance?"
"I have never been to Tokyo."
At the intersection of Bunkyo District's off-ramp, Minamoto norimitsu stopped temporarily on the side of the road, looked at the high-rise buildings with flashing neon lights in the distance, and explained patiently.
The car also fell into silence.
The maroon pupils of Seiko Kamiya first showed doubts, then calmed down. Finally, with a sigh, she fumbled for her phone and started editing messages.
To be honest, they were in a hurry.
Minamoto Yorimitsu was not prepared either.
I thought it would be the same as when I had him accompany me purposefully on the summer night in Mizusawa, Hokkaido, so I just drove to downtown Tokyo without any plans.
As for what Holy Son Kamiya said before.
This is a date-like language.
He couldn't deny it in his heart.
"I really don't like traveling without a plan. Even if I'm out to relax this time, I really don't like the feeling of arriving at a place and not knowing where to go."
"You originally asked me to accompany you. I thought you were coming to Tokyo for business, so of course I wasn't prepared in advance."
"Okay, I don't like to blame others. The score of this date has been greatly reduced. First, we should consider whether to eat first or find a hotel."
Having said this, Seiko Kamiya's voice paused slightly, and the movements of his slender fingers also stopped.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu seemed not to notice.
I just turned the car on again after it had been turned off. After thinking for a moment, I directly entered the address on the car navigation system, located it and drove away.
"Then let's find a hotel first."
The corners of Kamiya Seiko's crimson lips were slightly hooked.
But he didn't say anything more.
She lowered the window and took a breath.
The speed of the car is stable at forty miles, but at night it always feels like it is driving faster than during the day, so the surroundings are quickly backed up, and light and shadow keep passing by the side of the face.
The feeling of tying your hair is actually not easy.
She took off the tie at will, and the dark chestnut hair that was originally tied up suddenly spread out, swaying slightly with the cool night breeze, letting out the hidden fragrance.
The fragrance made Minamoto Yorimitsu look askance.
But Kamiya Seiko didn't care about him. She just took a greedy breath of fresh air, feeling the fullness in her chest, the strangeness around her and the feeling of being relieved of responsibility. She also understood Aiko's thoughts.
"What you choose is freedom."
Seiko Kamiya murmured softly, then seemed to find it ridiculous, and the corners of his lips could not help but rise slightly.
Between hunger and accommodation.
Minamoto Yorimitsu chose the latter.
So they came to the Hilton Hotel.
Give the keys to the parking attendant.
The two walked into the magnificent hall.
"Please ask for two rooms and send a menu to the room. We may need to order food later."
Minamoto Yorimitsu glanced at Tani Seiko, and immediately ordered two rooms from the front desk lady. He also asked for a menu and prepared dinner in the hotel.
"Okay sir, wait a moment."
The front desk of the hotel was a young woman with a warm smile on her face. She was not surprised when she heard that this couple, who looked like a couple, had booked two rooms.
However, just when Minamoto Norimitsu was about to swipe his card.
However, Kamiya Seiko stopped him, looked at the front desk lady and said something that surprised him again.
"Let's change it to a room."
When the front desk lady looked at Minamoto Yorimitsu, Kamiya Seiko added unhurriedly: "Change to a suite."
Minamoto norimitsu sighed pretending to be intentional.
Seiko Kamiya glanced at him with a half-smile, received the room card and walked directly to the elevator.
The suite opened this time is larger than the last one.
But the field of view is not that great.
Before Minamoto Yorimitsu met Yoshikawa Yumi for the last time, he opened a room with the master to taste the taste of imported water. The panoramic glass there offered a panoramic view of Kyoto.
But this suite cannot see all of Tokyo.
After all, Kyoto is an ancient capital, and the buildings in many places are not that high. There are still a lot of temples and shrines in the city, and many places cannot be demolished.
But Tokyo is so prosperous that it’s dizzying.
The high-rise buildings in the distance are emitting colorful light, but to be honest, after entering this enchanting city that never sleeps, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's heart does not have any fluctuations, it is just a change of place.
"Bang bang bang!"
The muffled rumbling sound came from far to near.
Passing through the dim clouds.
The gorgeous fireworks illuminated the originally gloomy dark clouds, and it looked like a fireworks festival was being held in the distance.
"Are you in a bad mood?"
After more than ten years of ups and downs in the business world, Kamiya Seiko has come into contact with all kinds of people. Although he does not need to deliberately flatter others, he has become very good at observing people's words after a long time.
After entering the suite, she first went to her room to put down her belongings, and then returned to the living room.
Then I saw Minamoto Yorimitsu sitting alone on the balcony by the living room window. Although there were no cigarettes or wine on the coffee table, there was an indescribable feeling of loneliness.
"I can only say it's okay."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu heard her voice, but his eyes still did not move, with fireworks reflected in his pupils.
"After all, being suddenly dragged to a strange place without familiar people or scenery. I can only sit here and watch the fireworks in the distance. It's not really a praiseworthy thing, but people have to learn to enjoy it.
I’m lonely, so I can’t say I’m in a bad mood.”
Seiko Kamiya was thoughtful, walked to the refrigerator in the living room, took a bottle of champagne, and said softly: "If you find it too boring, you can go back to Kyoto tomorrow. I'm sorry for forcing you to accompany me."
After she finished speaking, she didn't speak. She just took two more slim goblets from the bar in the living room, opened the mouth and poured some champagne, and placed them on the coffee table.
Kamiya Seiko did not choose to sit down, but just twisted the goblet with his fingers. His other arm was against the elbow holding the goblet, but he was also standing behind Minamoto Yorimitsu on the left side, which allowed him to sense that someone was there.
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"Why do you say such a thing?" Minamoto Yorimitsu tilted his head slightly this time and said with a smile, "Are you angry?"
Seeing that she was still looking out the window and had no intention of talking to him, Minamoto Yorimitsu joked:
"I am a responsible man. Since I agreed to this date, how could I leave rudely early?"
Seiko Kamiya took a sip of champagne and said calmly, "But you are not satisfied with me as your date."
"Well, actually I'm not dissatisfied. After all, Miss Shengzi is so beautiful. If I want to participate in a date, I'm afraid I won't be able to squeeze in the front row to sign up."
"I can only say these beautiful words to coax people." Seiko Kamiya put down his wine glass, with a slight smile on his beautiful face: "I won't be so happy if I really have the opportunity."
Minamoto Yorimitsu could see that there was a knife hidden in her smile, and smiled and said: "Maybe it's in name only."
"I understand." Shengzi Shengzi nodded, his slender eyes narrowed slightly: "You don't have the rights of your husband, do you?"
"Husband? Have you made such great progress? Even if the date is successful, it should be just a boyfriend, right?"
Unexpectedly, a look of surprise appeared on Minamoto norimitsu's face. He caught the other party's inappropriate choice of words and asked her a question with a smile.
Such a misnomer is really embarrassing.
After just two seconds of self-adjustment, Seiko Kamiya's complexion returned to normal, but her instantaneous pupil changes were still seen by Minamoto Yorimitsu.
"I'm not like you young people who still think of trying things out first. After all, I'm very old."
She replied with a normal expression, and was about to turn around and leave, but she saw Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who was sitting on the chair, getting up and asked with a smile: "How about we try sleeping together tonight?"
"Are you sure?" Shengzi Shengzi's crimson lips curled up slightly, and he said with deep meaning: "I like to hold things while sleeping, and I will pinch them hard in my dreams."
"Then forget it." Minamoto norimitsu sat down again.
Although he has always believed that he is also the candidate to inherit Wei Wu's legacy, the prerequisite is to ensure the safety of his life. He does not dare to gamble with happiness.
After all, he couldn't be sure of the temper of Holy Son Kamiya.
There is no need to give up a bright future just for the sake of temporary happiness, and the true relationship between the two is not the kind of relationship that can be communicated in depth at night.
Half an hour later, we finished our meal in the living room.
The two of them went back to their rooms. Although they were under the same roof, the two rooms did feel far apart.
The first night in Tokyo was spent as usual.
The next day, the morning sun was rising and the birds were chirping.
Feeling the deep red light, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, Seiko Kamiya frowned and opened his eyes, and the world in front of him gradually became clear in a trance.
She subconsciously lifted the quilt and got up.
The long-term habit of getting up early made her understand that since the sky outside the window was so bright, it proved that she had woken up late today, which was rare in the past few years.
She first put on her underwear, then put on her sweater in an orderly manner, and moved her long, white legs across the bed.
But he didn't step on his slippers.
The floor made of mahogany was not too cold under the sunlight, but had a warm and comfortable feeling. It was this feeling that stunned her.
The floors in Kamiya's house are all made of solid wood.
But the only exception is her room.
From the indoor bathroom to the sink, all floors in the room are made of white ceramic tiles that do not absorb heat.
Because coldness makes people wake up faster.
The faster awakening allowed Kamiya Seiko to quickly remember what he had planned to do today yesterday, but it seemed that he didn't need to do it today.
Because I looked at a strange hotel room.
Only then did she realize that she was on vacation willfully.
This is not Kyoto but Tokyo.
But even though she knew in her heart that she was giving herself a holiday and the group's affairs had been arranged, she still subconsciously took her phone and checked to see if there were any urgent matters or messages from her subordinates.
"It has really become a habit. Even if it is a relaxing thing, I feel strange everywhere."
Seiko Kamiya laughed at himself.
Then he looked down at his body.
Because she felt it was too late to get up just now, even she was anxious and put on her underwear casually. Only now she saw that she had put it on inside out.
I threw my phone directly on the bed.
She gathered up her somewhat messy chestnut hair, used her slender fingers to open the buttons on the front of her underwear, let the shoulder straps slide off her milk-white shoulders, and silently put on each piece of clothing.
Wait until Seiko Kamiya has sorted everything out.
There was a burning sensation in her abdomen again.
As soon as she got up in the morning, there would be a dedicated maid serving hot milk and sandwiches, but that obviously wouldn't be available today, so she planned to find food by herself.
Wear cotton and plush slippers.
Seiko Kamiya walked out of the room and went to the living room of the suite, about to press the service bell. However, the ajar door of the compartment and the faint sound of frying inside made her slow to press the bell.
She got up and walked over following the sound.
When she opened the door of the compartment that she had not been to yesterday, she saw the figure of a man wearing an apron, holding a spatula and cooking vegetables with his back to her.
And the picture is like a movie.
The man held the handle of the pot with his left hand and used the strength of his wrist to flip the spoon skillfully. The food in the pot was flying in the air, and it even seemed to her that she felt a sense of beauty.
This kind of skill can be used to become a general in an izakaya, Seiko Kamiya thought in his heart.
Only a few seconds passed.
When she saw the black and mushy stuff flying out of the pot in mid-air, she couldn't help but froze in place.
It looks like a pile of green vegetables.
However, it seems that because it is relatively dry, not only have the vegetable leaves shrunk, but they have also become faintly black like carbon ink from frying.
"Are you awake?" Minamoto Yorimitsu said with his back to her.
This sudden sound made Seiko Kamiya, who was originally a voyeur, startled for a moment, and he suddenly felt a sense of shame in his heart when he was caught peeping at others.
But before she could think about it, she saw Minamoto Norimitsu dumping the food into the trash can, with regret on his face.
He stood in front of the stove in silence for a few seconds, then gently put the pot and shovel into the water tank, then turned around and looked at her with a smile.
"There are poached eggs I fried on the side, but they are a bit mushy. If you don't like them, just eat the hotel breakfast."
Seiko Kamiya noticed the direction he was pointing, and when he looked over, he saw three poached eggs with the same fried edges that were a little mushy, but he opened his lips slightly and asked a strange question: "Why do you want to cook?"
"As a man who lives alone, mastering cooking is a required course. Although I already know that my talent in this area is not enough, I still want to save it."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu turned on the faucet and let the cold water soak the spatula. Although he didn't pack anything, he was happy to save the housekeeper some trouble.
However, his answer was obviously not recognized by Holy Son Kamiya, and there was obvious disbelief in his eyes.
In fact, this is also the case. Even if she has never been to Juran Pavilion, Shengzi Seiko knows that there are three girls living in her home, not to mention the other two. She knows that the child is an all-rounder just by the sound of the medicine bag.
"Actually, I just thought it was interesting, so I gave it a try."
Minamoto norimitsu smiled, seeing that she didn't believe what he said, so she had to re-explain it truthfully:
"When I woke up in the morning, I discovered that there was a kitchen in the suite, so I asked the hotel waiter for some ingredients from the kitchen, intending to show off my skills in making you some breakfast, but it obviously failed in the end."
While he was talking, Seiko Kamiya had already walked to the stove, pulled out a pair of disposable chopsticks from the chopstick basket hanging on the wall, picked up a piece of poached egg, sniffed it, and took a tentative bite.
It's very salty and has a burnt taste.
Logically speaking, it was not as good as the chef at home throwing away the defective products, but for some reason, when Seiko Kamiya looked at him taking off his apron, something called warmth suddenly felt in his heart.