old events in tokyo

Chapter 175 Arrive as promised
Humming a ditty, Kazuki Akiyama happily left the Being headquarters building.

In other words, should I buy another car? The previous Toyota Crown is probably already registered with the paparazzi.

If you want to travel privately in the future, it is best not to drive that car again.

What kind of car should I buy again, a supercar?Forget it too loud.Daben is a bit too reckless, but Sakai Quanshui likes it better.

I don't know much about the models of this era. It may be good to go to the auto show when you have time.

Wait, did I forget something, Kazuki Akiyama looked at the time.

Come on, it's almost dinner time.As soon as Qiu Shan stood up, he stopped a taxi in a hurry and went straight to his apartment.

Ten minutes later, when he returned to the apartment, he didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he hurried to the kitchen.

I opened the refrigerator and looked at the inventory, and I probably had an idea.The ingredients inside have just been replenished, and they are quite rich.

Grab your apron and unscrew the gas stove.He began to prepare Chinese cuisine for tonight.

Washing vegetables, cutting into sections, and heating the pan, with the sound of pricking, and the sound of water droplets colliding with the oil pan, curling white air rises upwards.

What followed was the long-lost aroma in memory, Kazuki Akiyama closed his eyes and took a deep breath before nodding in satisfaction, the smell was right.

Then it started to stir-fry non-stop, and even turned the pot when it was proud.

"Ding dong~, ding dong~" The crisp sound of the doorbell interrupted Kazuki Akiyama's realization of the God of Cooking.

"Hay..." He turned down the heat, walked quickly to the entrance, and opened the door.

"Good evening, Akiyama-kun." Izumi Sakai was wearing a white T-shirt and loose trousers.

Dressed casually, with long hair loosely loose.Holding a handbag in his hand, he looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Good evening, Miss Izumi, please come in." Kazuki Akiyama hurriedly moved away, motioning for Izumi Sakai to enter the room.

Izumi Sakai changed his shoes at the entrance, saw Kazuki Akiyama's apron, and sniffed the air again.

"Is Akiyama-kun cooking? It tastes really good."

"Ah, sister Quanshui, wait a moment, you sit down for a while." Then he hurried to the kitchen.

Seeing his hurried back, Izumi Sakai couldn't help laughing, such Akiyama-kun seemed surprisingly kawaii.

Kazuki Akiyama came to the kitchen, opened the pot and took a look.Fortunately, he didn't mess up, and then he seriously devoted himself to his great career of Chinese cuisine.

"Miss Quanshui, please sit down for a while, there is coffee and drinks in the refrigerator, and there is also tea on the table.

We may have to wait a while here, it's really rude to not finish it so late. "

"It's okay, it's still early." Izumi Sakai smiled when he heard his voice from the kitchen, and casually looked at the layout of the living room.

It was the first time she had come to his place, and it was a little different from the messy room she imagined for boys.

The light-colored decoration style is quite in line with her taste, there are not many things, and it is very clean.

I don't know if it's because I came here and cleaned up in advance, thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on my face.

The only place that is a little messy is the sofa.The guitar was casually placed aside, and a few pieces of manuscript paper were scattered on the table.

She quietly walked over to pick up the manuscript paper and glanced at it, and it looked familiar.

It seems to be the scene in the novel that he sent to himself, but it is a little different, and a lot of annotations and explanations have been added.

There are still many traces of revisions and deletions, and even some of my own questions will be added, and the eyebrows are frowned cutely, and I don't understand.

She picked up a few more and looked at them, and finally they were the notes of the melody she was familiar with.

Many are just fragments, and some have no lyrics, only melodies.Holding the manuscript paper that recorded the melody, she hummed unconsciously.

Humming the melody while pacing, she unknowingly came to the edge of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The bright yellow Tokyo Tower seems to be close at hand. Looking around, the flickering lights spread from the front to the distance, and finally stopped abruptly in the dark Tokyo Bay.

The dark night sky is also full of stars, extending to the end along the vast and misty Milky Way, until it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

The whole world seems to use the horizon as a mirror, reflecting each other's brilliance.

Tens of thousands of lights, a star river together.

Sakai Quanshui was lying on the window sill, holding the manuscript paper and staring into the distance, in a daze.

Then he turned his gaze to the apartment on the left, looking at the familiar building, and his white teeth made the smile on his face even brighter.

"There is one last dish, it will be ready soon." Akiyama Kazuki greeted from the kitchen.

"Hay," Sakai Quanshui came back to his senses, and responded with a smile.

She turned and went back to the living room, saw a whole row of storage cabinets under the TV, and walked over curiously.

Through the glass window, you can see the inside, where there are densely packed video tapes.

There are movies, animations, but most of them are music videos or CDs.

She made a distinction by categories in a very detailed way, and after a pause, she saw a row of CDs and video tapes placed alone.

The label on the wooden frame of the storage cabinet is not ZARD or Sakai spring water, but "sister".

Sakai Quanshui squatted down, stroked the label lightly, pursed his lips and smiled, and his eyes softened.

"Okay." Kazuki Akiyama came out of the kitchen, holding the freshly prepared dish in his hand.

Only him and Izumi Sakai did not do much.One serving of sweet and sour pork ribs, one serving of cola chicken wings, one serving of tomato scrambled eggs, and one serving of fried dumplings.

After spending so long with her, he also knows that she has a sweet taste.She likes to eat sweets, so the few home-cooked dishes prepared are also biased towards her taste.

"Oh, by the way, I seem to have forgotten to prepare a soup. But..." He is really not good at making soup, especially the Japanese-style miso soup, and he has no idea how to start.

"Give me the miso soup, please." As if seeing his embarrassment, Izumi Sakai rolled up his sleeves and was about to go to the kitchen.

"Hey, I'm so troublesome, Miss Quanshui." He smiled mischievously, and then followed her into the kitchen, ready to help.

However, he didn't need his help, but within 10 minutes, a steaming miso soup was on the table.

He took off his apron, and the two sat opposite each other.

"The Chinese cuisine that Mr. Qiu Shan promised has finally come true." Izumi Sakai teased on purpose. He invited her at the beginning, and it was only today that the trip took place.

Akiyama Kazuki chuckled, "It's really rare."

"Then let's start." The two said in unison, clasping their hands together in a tacit understanding.

Sakai Quanshui tasted the sweet and sour pork ribs first, with a satisfied expression and narrowed eyes, the smile on his face could no longer be concealed.

Then he tasted the remaining dishes, "Si Guoyi, it's really hard to see."

"How about it, did you not disappoint Miss Quanshui?"

"It's a surprise, and there are some contrasts."

"Contrast?"

"Well, it's hard to imagine that Mr. Qiu Shan, who is usually clean and refreshing, can cook well.

Even so, I feel that Mr. Qiushan is getting more and more real.

that is…"

"clear"

"Eh?"

Then there was a chuckle from the two of them in unison.

No matter how many stars there are in the sky, they can't match this spark in the world.

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