The walk from the dormitory to the cafeteria takes about fifteen minutes. By the time they arrived at the cafeteria, two batches of students had already finished dinner and returned to the dormitory.
There are not many people in the cafeteria now, so there are a lot of empty seats.
Fujiwara Yuu silently lined up behind Morofushi Kagemitsu with an empty tray. When it was his turn to choose the dishes, his expression changed instantly, and the index finger that wanted to point to the dishes was retracted and clenched into a fist.
The main dish is mackerel stewed in miso, the side dish is cold saury fish, and even the soup is miso soup with dried small fish floating in it. You must know that there are two types of food he hates most, namely fish.
He ate raw meat and fish. It looked like everything was about fish, which instantly made him lose his appetite.
Fortunately, when I walked to the end, I found the standard curry rice every day. Fujiwara Yu would rather eat the same curry rice that has not changed for half a year than touch a fish dish.
It's not that he dislikes the appearance of fish, it's just that he once ate unprocessed sashimi once, and after tasting the strong fishy smell, he never wanted to eat fish dishes or raw meat again.
Kagemitsu Morofushi sat opposite Fujiwara Yuu with a tray, only to realize that he had brought nothing but mineral water and curry rice. Considering that today was an all-fish feast, it seemed that Fujiwara-san didn’t like to eat fish.
"Fujiwara, can I sit next to you? I don't like having no one around me when eating." Datehan, who was also late but still wearing sportswear, stood beside Fujiwara Yuu with a plate in his hand.
asked.
"sure."
After Fujiwara Yu said this, he didn't speak again. He didn't like talking very much while eating.
He picked up the spoon and scooped up a spoonful of curry rice. The sweet and glutinous rice grains were paired with the spicy curry with spicy flavor. It pulled back his declining appetite twice. The frequency of putting the spoon into his mouth gradually increased, obviously.
It was a silent recognition of the taste of curry rice in the cafeteria.
Datehang, who was sitting next to him, was immersed in his rice, but soon he stopped and asked aloud:
"Fujiwara, you probably haven't forgotten that you are on duty in the bathhouse today, right? Remember to clean it up before the blackjack check."
Fujiwara Yu's drinking hand trembled slightly, and he could clearly come up with the answer that "he has forgotten".
Especially when he recalled now that he was on duty with the natural-curly Matsuda Jinpei, he didn't know if he could get along well with him. He always felt that that guy was the type to cause trouble - he still remembered the threats he made during the interview.
I want to beat up the police chief for his statement.
"Well, thank you monitor for reminding me, I really forgot."
"You're welcome. If you need help, feel free to come to me at any time. My room is just one room away from yours. I also ask you to inform Matsuda Jinpei who is opposite you. I think he will also forget."
"OK."
Fujiwara Yu looked at the time displayed on his watch and found that there were less than two hours left before the sanitation inspection. He had not purchased toilet cleaning fluid yet and had to go to the instructor to complete the procedures before leaving school. He roughly calculated the time it would take in his mind.
He picked up the dinner plate and said:
"You guys eat slowly, I'll go to the instructor to apply for leaving school first."
"Well, you go ahead!"
After Yu Fujiwara put the tray in the recycling position, he had just finished eating and could not trot but could only walk as fast as possible. He did not go directly to the teaching building where the instructor was located, but planned to go back to the dormitory first and take the natural paper student with him.
Boom, boom, boom.
After a knock on the door, there was a faint sound inside.
Then he saw Matsuda Jinpei with a towel hanging around his neck and a dissatisfied look on his half-moon eyes. He shouted to himself, "Hagi, what are you doing again?" But soon he discovered that the person outside the door was not his.
acquaintance.
"Huh? How come you have something to do with me?" Matsuda Jinpei asked.
Fujiwara Yu calmly pointed in the direction of the bathhouse and said:
"Today we are cleaning the bathhouse. We need to purchase toilet cleaner outside, so I am here to inform you to go to the instructor's office with me and apply for a travel permit."
"...Oh, I thought something was wrong, let's go."
Matsuda Jinpei casually threw the towel back from his neck and closed the door without even looking at it. But all of this was seen by Fujiwara Yuu, especially the towel that was pitifully thrown to the ground by its owner.
Thinking of the dust everywhere and the shoe prints on the ground, he couldn't stand it because he loved cleanliness. He quietly used the power of the wind to hang the towel on the railing next to him, and then followed Matsuda Jinpei's steps towards the office.
Go upstairs.
The two of them were silent all the way. It was obvious that neither of them was the type to strike up a conversation, and neither of them liked the other very well.
Yes, it's both sides.
Matsuda Jinpei has long noticed that Fujiwara has a vague "hostility" towards him, which can make him, a good student, have such emotions towards him. After a little reasoning, he can conclude that he became disgusted with him on the day of the interview.
Yes, the reason was that he threatened to beat up the police chief.
Therefore, Matsuda Jinpei also has no good impression of Fujiwara Yu. He doesn't like rigid-minded people with rigid personalities, and he doesn't like "simple creatures" who respect all police officers and have not experienced the golden keys of society.
After successfully applying for an outing permit, they also obtained funds to purchase toilet cleaner from Onizuka Hazou. Under the instructor's instructions - both of them promised not to cause trouble during their outing time.
After Matsuda Jinpei took out his travel permit and confirmed it with the guard at the door, he put his hands in his pockets and walked out. As he walked, he noticed that there were no footsteps beside him. He turned around impatiently and saw someone walking in the opposite direction.
Fujiwara Yu.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
"You can tell by looking at it with your eyes?" Fujiwara Yu pointed to his feet with an expressionless face and said calmly: "I am walking to the convenience store with my feet."
"ha???"
Matsuda Jinpei stared at his half-moon eyes and felt speechless. For a long time, you are a road idiot. You are a road idiot and you still don't follow him. Who gave him the confidence and courage?
Fujiwara Yu, who didn't want to admit that he was a road idiot, saw that Matsuda Jinpei didn't speak, so he took the initiative to ask:
"Is there a problem?"
"Of course there is a problem, and it's a big problem, okay!" Matsuda Jinpei's voice was raised because of helplessness. He pointed to the correct route behind him and said: "My side is the correct one. If you go that way, there are no bank offices.
There are only restaurants left, not to mention convenience stores, not even a canteen!”
Fujiwara Yu realized that he was going the wrong way. He pursed his lips but couldn't say sorry to the guy in front of him. He could only say "Oh" in a dull voice and passed by Matsuda Jinpei. He walked forward on the right path.
route.
But he had only been walking for more than ten minutes when he felt his arm being grabbed by someone. When he turned around, he met Matsuda Jinpei's disgusted eyes and pursed his lips to the side.
He looked to the side and realized that he had arrived at the supermarket, and he passed by the supermarket as he walked further.
Matsuda Jinpei let go of his hand with a complicated mood. At this moment, he felt as if he was leading a child who was unwilling to cross the street hand in hand with an adult. He even wanted to know if he could go all the way to the end of the world without reminding him.
"Hey, why are you standing there? You'll be scolded if you come back late."
Fujiwara Yu originally thought that this guy would scold him, but he didn't mention anything. So he was not as bad as he thought, so why did he say that he wanted to beat the police chief when he became a police officer.
I'm a little curious, so I'd better apologize first.
Seeing Fujiwara staring at him without saying a word, Matsuda Jinpei frowned uncomfortably and said:
"Hey, are you having trouble with me? I said you guy -"
"I'm sorry, I wasted my time."
"?"
This apology made Matsuda Jinpei not sure how to answer. He rubbed his natural curls irritably, and his harsh tone gradually became gentle:
"Is it necessary to apologize for this matter? Come in quickly and don't worry about it."
He now has the right to wonder whether Fujiwara Yuu is faking his age. He doesn't look like a vigorous teenager in his prime, but looks like a sixty-year-old man with his hands behind his back inspecting his son's company, career, and family.
Matsuda Jinpei's favorable impression of Fujiwara Yuu increased by one percentage point, but when he saw that the other party actually took out alcohol disinfectant spray from his pocket and sprayed it twice on the area he had just scratched, his favorable impression instantly dropped to the bottom.
Damn, this guy can't be sick, right?
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The author's thoughts:
Fujiwara didn't think much about it and didn't dislike Yu. He said that he didn't know he had offended Matsuda.