death of hope

Chapter 680 "Savage Growth" Visiting the New Home

After walking out of the flower shop, Toru Yama stopped a taxi and took out a note with the address on it and showed it to the driver.

There was a series of car crashes on the viaduct, and we were stuck in traffic for two hours.

The house rented by Jinguji Takatoshi is in a remote location, in the southernmost part of Xiacheng District.

This is a high-rise apartment building that has been in disrepair for a long time. The exterior walls are peeling off and the drainage pipes are rusted and broken.

Due to the lack of supervision, the randomly connected wires on clothes drying poles and private buildings are like dense spider webs, which can make people’s scalp numb.

It doesn't look very good, but this is the best apartment building Jinguji Takatoshi can afford.

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The hall on the first floor was filled with colorful tents, and the snores of homeless people could be heard from inside.

A group of dirty children were chasing and playing in the dark corridor with toys in hand.

The elevator room is very warm, and there are a group of old people sitting around. The old man is playing chess, and the old lady is knitting a sweater.

When he passed by, the old people all cast curious glances at him. They looked very uncomfortable.

His dim old eyes stared at the SUPERME trendy brand sweatshirt he was wearing and his Escada custom-made jeans.

Staring at his limited-edition Nike shoes, staring at his trendy hair, smelling the scent of his high-end cologne.

The exquisite bouquet he held in his hand was enough for the residents of this place to consume for a week...

The old people didn't speak, they were all playing chess or knitting.

But Tetsuya could feel deeply that the eyes and expressions of the old people seemed to be talking to him.

Young man, you don’t belong here, you don’t belong in Xiacheng District,

You don't belong in these bleak streets, in these musty apartment buildings,

You shouldn't be here, you shouldn't be dating the poor girl who rents here,

She and you are not from the same world,

As the old saying goes, if the door is not in the right place, it will lead to disaster over time...

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Under the disturbing gazes of the old people,

Yamato Tetsuya pressed the elevator button hard, wanting to leave this place quickly.

However, two of the three elevators were broken, and the only good one was still moving furniture.

"What bad luck!"

Impatient, Tetsuya dived into the fire escape and climbed the long, dark staircase.

Even though he exercised regularly and climbed more than 20 floors in one go, he was still out of breath from exhaustion...

Floor 24...Room 2408...

I glanced at the address on the note, confirmed it was correct, and walked to the door.

Wipe the sweat from your forehead, brush off the dust and cobwebs on your clothes, arrange your clothes and hair, hide the bouquet behind your back...

Everything was ready, and I knocked on the rusty security door covered with advertisements;

"Dong dong dong..."

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There was a beautiful sound coming from within;

"Is it Tetsuya-kun?"

"it's me!"

"Come here!"

The sound of slippers getting closer and closer,

The door opened, and Jinguji Yuna's smiling face was like the first ray of warm sunshine in the early morning in the cold winter.

In just this moment, Toru Yamayama felt that the hard work of traveling, being stuck in traffic, and climbing stairs were all worth it.

"Hello, Miss Yuna~"

Yuna Jinguji wears a floral apron, blue sleeves on her arms, a thick heat-resistant glove on one hand, and her face is stained with flour;

"Tetsuya-kun, welcome to my new home! Please come in!"

There was a pair of huge plastic slippers on the floor, they must be at least size 50, and they looked like they were worn by Jinguji Takatoshi;

"I'm wearing your brother's slippers. Oops, they're too big. It's like stepping on a small boat."

Jinguji Yuna couldn't help laughing; "You look like Mickey Mouse when you put on these big slippers."

"Are you making a cake?"

"Ah? How did you know?"

"See the raw material, in your face."

Jinguji Yuna was stunned for a moment, and then saw the flour on her face in the mirror;

"It's all my fault! You're so clumsy. I originally wanted to give you a surprise..."

"Don't rub it, you look even cuter like this."

"Hate! You're making fun of me again!"

Jinguji Yuna lifted up a corner of her apron. It didn't matter if she wiped it, but the more flour she wiped on her face, the more she wiped it:

"Ouch! What should I do..."

She was feeling worried, and as soon as she turned around, a bouquet of flowers almost hit her face.

appear suddenly, as if by magic;

"Wow! What a beautiful bouquet. Did you give it to me?!"

"There is a poem that says hibiscus is not as beautiful as the makeup of a beautiful woman.

Compared to Miss Yuna's gentleness, even the most delicate flowers seem tacky. "

Jinguji Yuna's face turned red:

"A country girl like me, who is sick and ill-informed, can't be elegant. It's because I'm not worthy of this flower..." Even though she said this, she still accepted the bouquet, and her expression showed that she loved it very much.

Yamato Tetsuya put his nose in and sniffed: "Is that the kitchen over there? I smell cake.

There are... chocolate flavors... and matcha..."

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Jinguji Yuna held the flowers and her silver-grey eyes widened:

"This sense of smell... is so amazing!"

Che also raised his eyebrows: "Didn't your brother tell you that I am a dog~"

Yuna was amused; "Tetsuya-kun knows so much, and he even knows the Chinese zodiac signs."

"Your brother taught me this. He loves studying this kind of folk culture the most.

Let's not talk about this, let's eat first. The traffic jam on the road was too long, plus climbing the stairs, my stomach was growling. "

"Uh... I'll... bring it up right now..."

Jinguji Yuna nodded hesitantly, showing that he was not confident in his cooking skills.

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When the baked cake was served on the table, Tetsuya Yamama was shocked:

(This thing... is a cake?

It looks like briquettes...)

Each piece of cake is different in size.

They are so tightly stuck together that it is impossible to separate them unless you cut them with a knife.

Perhaps too much of a certain additive caused the dough to expand extremely large.

The space in the oven is limited and it is squeezed to the limit, resulting in such a dumbfounding appearance.

Not only is the shape strange, the skin of the cake is also dark and gives off a burnt smell, which greatly reduces your appetite.

It may be due to lack of cooking experience and the oven heat is too strong.

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Yamato Tetsuya looked at the large plate of so-called "chocolate cake" in front of him and was stunned for more than ten seconds without saying anything.

I want to boast a few words against my will, but I really can’t find anything worthy of boasting...

"What's wrong, Tetsuya-kun, take a bite~"

Due to living in poverty since childhood, Yuna Jinguji had very few opportunities to be exposed to desserts.

So much so that she didn't even realize how poorly her "works" were selling.

Seeing her nervous and expectant expression, Tetsuya swallowed, cut off a piece, closed his eyes, stuffed it into his mouth and started chewing.

The moment the cake touched his taste buds, he opened his eyes suddenly and chewed it carefully.

The flavor is fragrant, the texture is soft, and the faint burnt smell enhances the aroma...

The ugly cake that looked like briquettes was actually more delicious than the one he had eaten at a seven-Michelin-star restaurant.

"This is too..."

Yuna became nervous; "Is it too delicious..."

Che was too lazy to cut it, picked up the plate and started chewing:

"good to eat!"

A large baking pan of "briquettes" was quickly eaten.

Toru also launched an attack on the next dish, which looked equally unsightly: Matcha cake:

"It's so awesome! The taste...is simply amazing!"

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you..."

Jinguji Yuna was shocked by this crazy eating scene:

"Huh? No...

Is it so exaggerated..."

Tetsuya licked the cake residue at the bottom of the baking pan and gave a thumbs up:

"Miss Yuna, you went to cooking school to learn it!"

"No...no...

I just learned it from the old books my brother picked up... from gourmet cooking journals..."

"Then I can only call you a genius, right...

He is a genius~

Cake fairy! "

"Is it really so delicious?" Jinguji Yuna was a little unbelievable,

Because all the cake was eaten, she didn't even have a chance to verify it herself.

"Keep doing this for me tomorrow! Please!"