Chapter 354 Alcoholic Woman

"Was Arakawa Ward so poor ten years ago?"

The group of people followed the young Nanamiye into the community openly and openly. The little rich woman raised her head and looked around.

The building density is not high, and there are many construction sites under development around the community.

There are almost no high-rise buildings, so lighting is naturally very limited.

Almost all of it depends on the scattered street lamps erected in the community, illuminating the pitiful bit of land underfoot.

This always gave the little rich woman a sense of déjà vu as if she was playing a horror game. There might be monsters in the dark surroundings, and she would only be safe if she quickly rushed under the streetlight.

Izumi Mio: "Although Arakawa Ward is close to the Imperial Palace and has the Sumida River passing by it, in my impression there are few commercial districts. When I was in junior high school, my teacher once asked us in art class to describe the districts in Tokyo that we knew. Some students even referred to Arakawa as

The district was painted into a series of farmland and factories.”

Nanami smiled slightly: "It's not only rare, there wasn't even a decent commercial street around here ten years ago. Arakawa District is the last area among the 23 districts, and the number of residents is not large, and the economy is not prosperous. In addition, farmland and factories

Maybe it’s the impression from textbooks, but Arakawa District during the Edo period was farmland, and after the Meiji Restoration, factories were rebuilt.”

"But even in the poor Arakawa District, renting an entire apartment for a year costs 20 million yen."

Amemiya Chizuru has a very good memory. She still remembers that when she was reading in her study not long ago, the head maid and her father discussed the land rental price in Tokyo.

No matter which country in the world is ranked among the top international cities, housing purchases and wages are completely out of proportion.

Few young people still dream of buying a house in Tokyo, and most of those who come to Beijing to live in Japan rent a house. In areas of Tokyo, especially in places like Shinjuku and Shibuya, houses are priced but not available.

Those who can afford it look down on civilian housing, and those who need it simply cannot afford it.

Amamiya Chizuru looked at Nanami Ye: "But you, the school doctor, seem to have survived. It's hard to imagine that the school doctor who lived in such a shabby neighborhood ten years ago has bought his own villa in Tokyo ten years later and still has money.

He eats and drinks a lot every day."

During the conversation, the three of them had arrived at the downstairs of a four-story residential building.

There is no need to follow her former self, she still completely remembers which house she rented ten years ago.

This is an unforgettable memory. The memory of renting a house for the first time when I first came out of society will follow the life of a social animal, no matter good or bad.

"The turning point of my life is right here." She looked up at the room where the lights were turned on again, her eyes full of tenderness: "I really want to see him again. If this dream can really reach this point,

From now on, it’s okay to go to Teine Shrine to burn incense and pray for blessings every year... Let’s go.”

"Why don't these old houses have elevators?"

"How can a small gray building with four floors be equipped with an elevator? Are you already delirious?" Izumi Mio looked at the panting Chizuru Amamiya, sighed helplessly, and kindly supported her.

"Obviously in the last dream just now, when you saw the maid carrying Naoki-kun upstairs, she rushed up with a whoosh."

Amamiya Chizuru pursed her lips when she heard this: "There is no dog-senpai upstairs now. But thank you for helping me. I knew you were a good person early on."

"I just don't want to be said like this by my love rival." Izumi Mio felt helpless.

Being given the good guy card by your love rival, should you be happy or sad?

"A love rival!" Amamiya Chizuru recalled every detail of the last dream, her expression became serious: "I should be glad that it was just a dream. If that childhood sweetheart is still alive, I'm afraid it will be a difficult enemy!"

"Is it really just a dream?"

Qihaiye thought silently in her heart. Although she knew that if her little niece was still alive, she would have completely lost her chance from an ethical point of view, but she still had a trace of illusion in her heart.

"It would be great if you were still alive."

More than her own happiness, she hopes her relatives are still alive in the world.

Since an accident happened to her sister's family ten years ago, and even her mentor died in front of her, she has experienced life and death, betrayal and separation from relatives, and her heart has been as hard as stone, and she has been dead for ten years.

It wasn't until she was transferred to Waseda at the beginning of this year and got to know the little guy again that she slowly became interested in "love" again.

It's just that this friendship, after all, remains on the surface and cannot be explored deeply.

The age difference between the two is really too big.

"This is where I lived ten years ago." Qihaiye led the two of them to the fourth floor, stopped in front of door 403, and then smiled: "If the house is messy, just pretend you didn't see it, did you hear me?

I don’t want there to be rumors in the school about Nanami’s school doctor’s house being in a mess after school starts!”

Izumi Mio had a smile on her face and said softly: "I will treat it as a fantasy."

Amamiya Chizuru also crossed her arms and nodded: "Yeah! It's the old man's fault anyway!"

He held the door handle and gently pulled it, and the door opened.

"Don't you, the school nurse, lock the door?" Izumi Mio was slightly surprised: "No matter what, girls should pay attention to safety when they live alone."

"Maybe it's because of the dream." Qihaiye remembered that she used to pay great attention to such details: "In order to make it easier for us to witness what happened."

Pushing the door open and going in, the smell of alcohol that hit her face made the little rich woman's face turn green. She stood at the door and looked at Izumi Mio.

Izumi Mio's expression also changed.

How much wine did you drink?!

Nanami Ye was already used to the smell of alcohol, so she just sniffed the smell in the air and frowned slightly.

"If you drink too much of such low-quality wine, it will affect your taste... But I didn't have money at the time, so I understand."

Chizuru Amamiya said: "It seems that the school doctor is the kind of person who would rather have excess than lack."

"This is just how I treat wine." Qi Haiye smiled slightly: "Relationships and unemployment are both things that are better to be in short supply than in vain."

"So you, Nanami's school doctor, are still single?" Izumi Mio's little thoughts came to mind, and she blinked.

"Men are all big pigs."

Qihaiye smiled and touched her head: "Not everyone is like you and can meet the right person in college. The major I studied at that time had more girls than boys, so I would always socialize with the mechanical and electrical department next door.

But relationships in the university rarely last long, and over time rumors spread that there are many scumbag girls in our department, and there are many scumbag men in the Department of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering."

"In that case, I was too lazy to explain and choose someone, so I stayed single for four years in college. Later, I found out that it was easiest to find a partner in school, and I lost some desire after working.

, this is how the past ten years have passed.”

She looked at the entrance and saw only a bag of garbage packed in black plastic bags. It seemed that she had thrown it away when she went downstairs.

That wouldn't be too embarrassing.

"Just leave the door open to get some air. Come in when you two feel better."

Nanami opened the door at night and entered the house wearing wooden clogs.

No one can guarantee when the next dream will collapse, and there will be no etiquette at this time. If the collapse is too great and suddenly there are no shoes to wear, the next dream may not go anywhere.

The senior sister and the young rich woman stood at the door. They looked at each other, both gasping for air. It seemed that they wanted to fill their entire chests with the relatively refreshing air in the corridor at night, and then go in and finish the battle quickly.

Later, they found that it didn't help, so they gave up and walked into the room holding their noses.

"excuse me!"

“It’s so intrusive when you first visit!”
Chapter completed!