Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 5 Landlady
  Fujiwara took the money and got in the car to his original home, which was located at the junction of Shimokyo District and Zhongping District. A small house with an area of ​​18 square meters.

On the wall were items such as certificates of honor obtained by the original person, as well as some awards from shogi competitions. Although these did not belong to him, he felt that they could at least be displayed for a pretense and add to the atmosphere.

Originally, Fujiwara was arranged to live with them in the large courtyard. Although he would still encounter those strange looks, fortunately, he had some protection.

But later, for some reasons, Fujiwara moved out on his own and never came back.

This place carries his memories of the world, a special memory that belongs only to him.

Although this house is shabby and small, it is the only place he can go. There is no other place in the world that is willing to accept him.

But it won’t be like this after tonight…

After taking off his coat and shoes, he fell directly onto the bed, stretching his body to his heart's content and getting rid of the fatigue on his body.

"hu~hu~"

After taking two deep breaths, he picked up the banknotes that had just arrived from the Ooka family and stacked them on the bed, just covering the entire bed.

The box he got back from Ooka's house contained 100 million in cash, which was enough to keep him relaxed for a while. After all, the system was out and he no longer had to worry about his future life.

Feeling slightly thirsty, he opened the cupboard and took out the large bottle of imported mineral water he bought the day before yesterday.

This was not because of luxury and money but for his own safety. Due to the fear of nearby waters in his previous life, he even drank bottled water.

After all, people live for peace of mind and comfort.

Today's dinner is still instant noodles. He just didn't care about eating at the banquet and was kicked out. His stomach is hungry and needs to eat.

In fact, there was no choice for dinner. It was just a different kind of instant noodles in a different package every day. In order to maintain the freshness, every time he went to get it, he would try to close his eyes and eat whatever he got, even if he had already eaten continuously. It smells like tomato and egg soup for several days.

"Today is……"

He stretched out his hand and started groping along the feeling. Sometimes he would like to move his favorite rich soy sauce ramen to the outer layer so that he can get it easily, but this behavior is undoubtedly cheating.

As long as a person indulges himself and breaks the rules once, it will be difficult to correct himself in the future.

After making a selection, I took out a box and opened my eyes to find that it was my favorite rich soy sauce ramen.

It seemed that he was lucky today. He thought it was tomato noodles again. He had really had enough of the taste of tomatoes before. It was all tomatoes for a week in a row. Every night when he went to sleep, he was always being laughed at by throwing tomatoes in his dreams.
  First, boil water to soak the noodle cakes. When the noodle cakes are soaked, pour out the water. Start adding seasonings and soy sauce to the noodles. Stir vigorously. Stir the noodle cakes while the heat has not dissipated. Then pour the boiling water back in and cover it. Leave the lid on for one minute.

While waiting, he took out the cell phone battery, opened the universal charger, and clamped the two electrodes.

The red light starts flashing to indicate that it has entered the charging state.

When the minute is up, I take off the lid of the instant noodle book, mix it with fine-tipped chopsticks, stir it on the chopsticks and take a bite.

"Dong dong!"

The knock on the door interrupted his happy smile. You must know that the most fearful thing when eating is being interrupted.

Fujiwara held the noodles in his mouth and turned to look at the door in displeasure: "Who is it?"

The landlady who was outside the door shouted: "Pay the rent!"

After such a reminder, Fujiwara remembered that he had been in arrears with rent for nearly a month. Although the Ooka family said at the time that they would bear the rent, nothing happened since the second month.

When he went to the housekeeper who had been in contact with him to report this problem, the other person said: "The Oka family has no reason to pay rent to an outsider. Why don't I make money to support myself when I have the skills?" He was turned back. .

At that time, he realized that this was true. If he wanted to survive, he had to rely on his own efforts.

So he looked for part-time jobs everywhere to maintain his basic life, which resulted in him never having time to make friends and fall in love.

"Fujiwara Hoshikai, what are you doing!"

The wife's roar frightened Fujiwara so much that the money in his hand fell to the floor. Without any time to think, he quickly hid the money under the bed.

"Wait a minute, I'll get dressed and come out."

If that woman saw this money, she would definitely think that she had robbed the bank.

After hiding the money, he slowly walked over and opened the door.

"You guy..."

The landlady didn't care about other people's feelings at all. She pushed Fujiwara away and rushed into the house to look around, trying to check whether her imagination was correct.

(There must be something wrong with me for opening the door after so long)
  After looking around a lot, I didn't see any pornographic magazines or videos as I imagined.

When she wanted to turn over the sheets, Fujiwara stopped her.

"Here's the rent for this month plus last month. Count it up." After saying that, he took out a few 10,000 yuan bills and handed them to the other party.

The landlady was surprised when she took the money. When she saw the brand-new banknotes, she thought Fujiwara had gotten lucky and made a fortune, so she looked at him with a lot of ambiguity.

"So you have money, do you want it?"

Fujiwara understood what she was going to say, so he refused bluntly, "I'm very tired now, don't disturb me and let me rest for a while."

The landlord who got the money simply counted it and found that the money was just right, so he didn't want to continue to find trouble and chose to leave.

Fujiwara breathed a sigh of relief after the landlord left. If she saw the money, it's hard to say she wouldn't run out and call the police. Although the police came, he could still prove the source and purpose of the money, but it was more troublesome and cumbersome to explain this way.

When Fujiwara returned to the table and was about to continue making instant noodles, he suddenly thought that he didn't need to eat such tasteless food anymore. He might as well go to eat something nearby while it was not too late. He remembered that there was an izakaya nearby. I usually only come here occasionally on the day when wages are paid.

After ordering a barbecue set meal, he drank it with a bottle of beer. Only after he added two more orders did he leave with satisfaction.

The sky was very bright tonight, and the snow-white moon illuminated the somewhat dim land. He was experiencing the long-lost relaxation, and the road under his feet became much more cheerful.

Oh, this is not joy, it is drunkenness.

When he came here, the original owner was still a student, a sophomore at Kyoto Senshin High School. He just took a break from school due to various reasons during the first period of his arrival, and learned Japanese conversational writing. Almost half a year passed.

He also said that the original owner was also very strange. He won the Dragon King at such a young age and actually left him nothing. The winnings were all gone. It was said that they were all donated to welfare organizations. When he cleaned up the original owner's house, he actually received these. The sponsored children wrote a box full of thank-you letters.

(End of this chapter)