tokyo soulful legend

Chapter 7 Going Home, Then Picking Up the Female Neighbor
"Oh, by the way, it's about time we went to say hello to the new neighbor, right?"

When opening the door of his house, Bei Chuan Che mentioned this matter.

About three days ago, the building next door to them that had been vacant finally moved in. According to Ejima Miao, the neighbor who moved in was a single woman who didn't have much luggage.

Originally, Beichuan Che planned to say hello that day, but because of the Baiyuanchuan library, it has been delayed until now.

On the day the neighbor moved in, he mentioned it to Ejima Miao, but when he mentioned it, the environment happened to be noisy, and the latter might not have heard it.

"Now?"

Ujima Miao looked at her young master, but she could hear the meaning behind Beichuan Che's words.

Here in Tokyo, neighborhood relations are something that must be dealt with. Unlike living in towers or high-end apartments, which emphasize the sense of distance, because of the special nature of a single-family building, almost all people living around it will be acquaintances. They are all seen when you look up but not when you look down.

Therefore, necessary greetings must still be made, which represents basic courtesy. As for communication, if you can chat, then have more contact. If you can't chat, then just nod your acquaintance.

click.

With the sound of the key turning and opening the door, Kitagawa Che opened the door of his house, gently placed the plastic bag in his hand against the wall of the entrance, then squatted down and took out the small bag from the fruit part. Got two oranges.

"Yes." Bei Chuan Che stood up, took out a plastic bag from the cabinet in the entrance, and put the oranges in it, "Just please put these things in the refrigerator, I'll go say hello , be back soon."

"it is good."

Ejima Miao nodded slightly and stepped aside.

Turning around, Beichuan Che didn't waste any more time, went out from his own yard, and soon arrived at the door of the one-family building next door.

Just when he was about to knock on the door, he suddenly found that the door was unlocked and the key was inserted in the lock but had not been removed.

Ok?
He peeked inside the door.

Through the half-closed door, you can see that there are no lights on in the house. The curtains in the living room are tightly closed. Under the cover of thick curtains, the sunset light is blocked out, making the whole room look a little dark.

Beichuan Che lightly knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside.

After waiting for about 30 seconds, he knocked on the door again, but this time it was the same.

The dark room seemed to be swallowed up by darkness. There was no response from anyone, and there was no sound at all.

Maybe I went out in a hurry, so I forgot to close the door?
Kitagawa Che thought so, and when he was about to turn around and leave, his peripheral vision was fixed on the ground behind the door - the entrance.

A slender figure curled up on the cold marble floor tiles, unconsciously groaning in pain.

Beichuan Che hesitated for a moment, then finally opened the door and walked in.

The person lying on the floor in the entrance hall was a young woman of about 25-[-] years old, wearing formal clothes, but due to the light and her posture, he could not see her face clearly.

"Are you okay? Are you all right?"

Beichuan Che squatted down, stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder gently.

What responded to him were groans of pain, eyes still closed, and the strong smell of alcohol.

have to……

Kitagawa Che frowned, and most of the speculations in his heart were dispelled. There was no issue of domestic violence, and there was no drama of being abused. It was just that this person was simply drunk.

The evening sun passed over his body and sprinkled into the entrance.

Borrowing the golden sunset light, Bei Chuan Che's gaze followed her curled body slightly downwards, and landed on her ankles.

The left ankle is significantly redder and swollen than the right ankle.

He turned his head sideways, and his eyes fell on the high-heeled shoes that she kicked off at will. The heel of his left foot was obviously worn out.

Now, there are two options before Beichuan Che. The first is to leave it alone and go home to cook. The second is to take care of her, but it is relatively more troublesome.

Caring for a drunk person is more complicated than most people think.

Beichuan Che looked at her side face.

It was a rather beautiful face.

But it seemed that because of the pain in her ankle, this beautiful woman had a frailty on her face that I felt pity for.

Before time travel, he had heard an older friend complain that taking care of a drunken woman would not have the romantic encounters he imagined, and there was basically no possibility of drunken sex, only being spit all over, or being thrown into the sky Possibility of swooning from alcohol.

As for whether he was vomited all over his body or frowned due to the smell of alcohol, it depends on how much the person drank and whether he is still conscious.

Hope you don't get vomited all over you.

Beichuan Che sighed and helped the woman up.

*
On the sofa of Beichuan's house.

Myo Eshima turned down the sound of the TV to the minimum, turned her head, and her eyes fell on the face of the woman lying on the couch, with undisguised indifference between her eyebrows and eyes.

She didn't know the luck of her young master, so she went to say hello to the neighbors, and sent some fruit by the way, but she was able to find a beautiful drunk woman.

The most important thing is that his young master still carried her back.

Gee.

Ejima Miao couldn't help but smacked her lips.

Originally, according to the original plan, she should be helping in the kitchen at this moment.

But it was this woman who caused her to stay here now, watching this boring TV show, worrying in her heart whether something would go wrong in the kitchen, and she had to take care of her at all times.

This TV show is the same. How could there be such a plot?

Ejima Myuu looked back at the woman, and turned to the TV screen.

The urban TV drama that has been on fire recently is being played inside.

It is roughly about two young people in Tokyo, because of an accident, they have a relationship.

The drunken heroine came out of the izakaya. Not long after, she collapsed on the roadside due to lack of consciousness. She happened to meet the hero who had just gotten off work.

After a considerable psychological struggle, the hero took the woman home.

Get off work, and then pick up the female OL.

Then, after the woman woke up, the two chatted for a few words, and after expressing their gratitude, the almost sober heroine said that she was going to leave, and then suddenly found out that the two were neighbors.

Coincidentally, the current plot has just progressed to this stage.

The more he looked at it, the more Ejima Miao's brows knitted together.

She has a very subtle feeling.

This TV series seems to be foreshadowing something.

"Well."

Accompanied by a murmur like waking up from a big dream, Eshima Myo met the woman's opened eyes.

It seemed that because she had just woken up, the woman's eyes were still a little bit hazy when she first woke up from a big dream.

The eyes of the two met in the air.

When their eyes met, the sound of the faucet turning on in the kitchen was particularly clear at this moment.

(End of this chapter)