Chapter 124: Young people wandering around the streets
Tokyo, Shinjuku District, Kabukicho.

The sound of wooden clogs tapping could be heard throughout the entire long street. Passers-by stopped to look at the young man. He was wearing a black kimono with red flowers, wooden clogs on his feet, a long sword with a red sheath on his waist, and his clothes were open like a ronin in the Edo period, and his delicate ribs were vaguely visible.

Shinjuku is a key commercial district in Tokyo, and the people here are very inclusive.

The appearance of some humans in strange costumes is not worth making a fuss about...especially since this person looks extremely good.

It is the Golden Week, and everyone in Japan is on holiday. Everyone takes this opportunity to travel with their family, couples, or children...

There are also many people in Shinjuku.

Come and go.

This commercial street, which should be full of signs and bright lights, seems to be filled with the atmosphere of the samurai era as the young man in kimono strolls by. The early cherry blossoms have bloomed to their fullest, the falling petals are like a rainstorm, and the young man is as fleeting as a ghost.

"Excuse me, can we take a photo together?" The bold girl stepped forward and bowed, holding the camera.

"Of course no problem. Thank you for your hospitality, miss. Please take care of me in the future." The young man took a few steps back and bowed to the girl with his hand on the hilt of the knife.

very polite.

The girl who asked for a photo was both delighted and shy.

"Hello, hello!" A man squeezed forward and handed over his business card. "I'm Zhao Cang from the Talent Scouting Agency. Our agency has signed contracts with many cosplayers and recommended them to participate in performances at large comic conventions. There are also opportunities for them to shoot big-budget movies. Please make sure to contact us when you have time!"

"I'm not a cosplayer," the young man smiled and handed the business card back, "I'm just an ordinary person who comes out for a walk. Every year when the cherry blossoms bloom, I come to Tokyo to see them," he looked up at the black buildings brightly lit in the night, "and by the way, I look at my high and mighty brother from afar." (The original sentence is quoted here, it's really great, I can't write anything better.)
The black Maybach sedan slid to the side of the road and the driver got out and opened the back door.

"The car is here to pick me up, goodbye everyone." The young man bowed to everyone and got on the car. The driver in a black uniform also bowed to the onlookers, then got in the car and left.

The girls were reluctant to leave after watching the luxury car worth hundreds of thousands of dollars slide into the misty night. No one expected that such a nobleman would have the taste to walk in the night in fine clothes, and at first they thought he was deliberately dressed like that to attract attention.

"You've become a lot more cheerful recently!" There was already a person sitting in the back seat of the car, who said lightly while smoking a cigarette.

His face was so pale it was chilling, but a closer look revealed that it was a Noh mask.

On the mask was a smiling face of a nobleman, his complexion was pale but his lips were bright red, his eyes were drawn with thick black eyeliner, and his teeth were also black.

"This is my business, what does it have to do with you?" the young man said coldly.

"Just a few days ago, your brother officially became the new executive director of the Japanese branch of Kassel College," said General Wang. "In the eyes of those who care, he has officially stepped into the spotlight, and it is almost certain that he will be the next head of the family. And you are still playing house?"

"That's his business, and he won't like that position, I know him," said the young man.

"I heard that you have been watching an anime a lot recently. Is it from Europe and America? Can you tell us about it?" Wang Jiang suddenly changed the subject and asked puzzledly.

The car suddenly fell silent.

The young man said nothing.

Wang Jiang also smoked the cigarette in his hand silently, without any anxiety.

"It's something you can't understand." The young man's voice was very light, as if he was disdainful of talking to General Wang.

"I can't understand?" General Wang was stunned, then smiled and shook his head, "I really can't understand the thinking of a fool."

"If there's nothing else, just drop me off in front." The young man looked at the busy traffic outside the window, feeling neither sad nor happy.

"Is there anything about that man that attracts you, little girl?" the king turned around and asked.

"Don't call me by that name," the young man frowned, "My current name is Fengjian Liuli. Stop the car."

The king shrugged.

The driver did not dare to disobey and the vehicle suddenly stopped on the side of the road.

The vehicle behind was also forced to stop suddenly. They wanted to curse, but due to the strength of the other car, they could only endure it silently.

The young man opened the car door, crossed the road as if no one was around, and disappeared into the crowd.

The noble mask was lying on the car window, with a distorted expression on the mask, like an ugly monster crawling out from the depths of hell.

...

…Zhuo spent the remaining days of the Golden Week peacefully at home.

The original plan was ruined because of what happened on the first night.

The peaceful Golden Week has passed.

Zhuo stayed at home for a few more days.

Then it's time to go to school.

Naturally, he was scolded by Kanda, Jin and the others, but that was all.

The morning passed quickly in a daze. After lunch as usual, I returned to the classroom with Ren.

As soon as he entered the classroom, Utsunomiya Shuo noticed that the atmosphere in the class was different from usual. Everyone's faces, which were bored by their studies, were now filled with anticipation and excitement, like a long-dry field meeting a spring rain, as if foreshadowing that good things were going to happen.

However, not everyone is happy, and Kiritani Jin is an exception.

He stood with Zhuo, as if he had thought of something, his face was drawn and he wished he could die on the spot.

"Utsunomiya Shuo-san, can you take a day off this afternoon?"

"You should ask He Jian about this question. I have no objection."

"What's wrong with everyone? Is it time for another holiday?"

"Did you forget what class you had this afternoon?"

"What class? It's just those classes. Is there a beautiful teacher here?"

"Home cooking class!"

Kiritani Jin sighed deeply.

Ren's words were like enlightenment to Utsunomiya Shuo, and he understood it all at once.

The so-called home cooking class is probably the most favorite class for high school boys with hormonal agitation... Because physical education classes are conducted separately for boys and girls, there are not many opportunities to interact with girls in the classroom. In this way, cooking! Becomes the biggest accomplice.

Different from the flower grower next door.

Women in Japan must either be able to earn money or master household skills. Otherwise, what's the point of marrying this woman?

Want to raise a queen mother?

Therefore, most boys will take this opportunity to team up with girls and then (in their imagination) get married.

Unlike freshman year, there are home cooking classes every week in freshman year, and they are always in the last two classes on Friday; in sophomore year, they are once every two weeks; and in senior year, it becomes once a month, which is very sad...so everyone in the second year of high school cherishes these few home cooking classes.

The exception is Ren Kiritani.

All the happiness is theirs, and Ren has nothing.

He only has one lazy teammate.

　Thanks to brother Shan'e JOKER for the monthly ticket.

　　Thanks to brother vect for the monthly ticket.

　　Thanks to brother 20200626153426963 for the two monthly tickets.

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　　Thanks to brother Yuyun for the 500-point reward.

　　Thanks to brother 20210301106535960696 for the 100-point reward.

　　Thanks to brother Yikang Kang for the 100-point reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)