Chapter 437 Encountering Shinji Asakura in the supermarket
Fujiwara Yu, who had finished showing off, showed a satisfied smile after receiving an email full of expletives from Matsuda Jinpei.
He now understands what "the filial piety and incompetent rage of a single man" means. At least his friend Matsuda Jinpei interprets it perfectly, even a little beyond the scope.
In order to avoid being disturbed during the next alone time, he also very considerately adjusted his mobile phone to silent mode, even turning off the vibration, as if he was not being disturbed regardless of sincerity or not.
"Fujiwara-kun, I've dressed up and let's go."
Fujiwara Yu looked aside. When he saw a head of long straight wine-red hair, he thought there was something wrong with his eyes. He raised his hand and rubbed it subconsciously twice, and then he was sure that the beautiful girl in front of him was his daughter.
friend.
Her original black and shiny hair turned into a burgundy color. Thanks to the exquisite makeup technology, her slightly droopy eyes turned into the same phoenix eyes as her own. Coupled with the blessing of a pair of black thin-framed glasses, the whole person looked perfect.
Their temperaments have also changed dramatically, and they can no longer be recognized as the same person.
Miyano Akemi was very satisfied with Fujiwara Yu's reaction. She smiled and held her boyfriend's arm, raised her head and said:
"Fujiwara-kun, you have to get used to my current appearance quickly, otherwise your secret will be exposed."
"I was just thinking about why you chose to go to the supermarket with me. Now I don't need to worry at all." Fujiwara Yu's ears were slightly hot. He had obviously had a more intimate contact just now, but now he still feels it when his arm is held.
shy.
"In order to be able to go shopping openly, Miss Yukiko and I were very serious when we were studying. Of course, the reason why you learned so quickly is because I know how to put on makeup. In the future, Fujiwara-kun, if you need to disguise yourself at work, you can leave it to me.
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Miyano Akemi studied hard not only to live a normal life, but also to hope that she could help Fujiwara Yuu. He helped her break away from the organization and she always wanted to do something for him.
"Then I'll leave it to you."
Fujiwara Yu touched his trouser pocket and suddenly thought that his car keys had been handed over to Yin Dahang. It seemed that even if the car was parked in a nearby parking lot, he would not be able to drive at all.
The two of them finally had to take a taxi to the nearby Aipado Department Store. There was a large supermarket on the underground floor here. The items in it were all very fresh, making it a good place to pick up ingredients for tonight.
Fujiwara Yu pushed the shopping cart and followed Miyano Akemi obediently, his eyes always falling on his girlfriend, so much so that he accidentally bumped the shopping cart into some unlucky guy.
"Sorry, I wasn't looking at the road. Are you injured?"
"It's okay, it's just a shopping cart, not a car. My body is still very strong." The black-haired boy rubbed his lower back. He raised his eyes and looked at the purple-haired young man who apologized to him. He always felt that this person in front of him was
It looks a bit familiar.
Fujiwara Yu noticed the boy's gaze, tilted his head and asked:
"Excuse me, is there something on my face?"
"No, I just think you look familiar...Wait a minute, are you Sosuke Takaji? The policeman from the First Investigation Division who often appears in the news?"
"Well, yes." Fujiwara Yuu also felt that the person in front of him looked a bit familiar, especially the somewhat deceptive baby face. This person and Rei Furiya are of the same type, they are both adults with a bit of childlike face.
The dark-haired boy's eyes couldn't help but light up. He smiled and took out a business card from his pocket and sent out an invitation:
"It's really Officer Ying. I've admired your name for a long time. Hehe... I wonder if you can take the time to attend the party I'm holding at my home in a month? Because I want to change my painting style in my next book and try to create a police officer.
s story!"
Fujiwara Yu looked down at the business card that was forced into his hand. When he saw the name column, he couldn't help but be startled. No wonder the person in front of him looked familiar. It turned out that he was Shinji Asakura, the author of "The Rules Straight Men Must Follow in Love."
What a coincidence. After I successfully confessed my love, I went to the supermarket and met my "love mentor".
Fujiwara Yuu's favorable impression of Asakura Shinji is quite high. He politely put away his business card and said with a smile:
"It turns out to be Mr. Asakura, please give me your advice. If I am free next month, I will definitely go."
"Really? That would be great. Can we exchange email addresses?"
"no problem."
Miyano Akemi, who found rosemary from the seasoning area, just walked back when she saw Fujiwara Yu talking to an unknown boy. After the stranger left, she stepped forward and said curiously:
"Is that person just now your friend?"
"We're not friends. He and I just met." Fujiwara Yu had the nerve to tell Miyano Akemi that he usually read some love teaching books. It was a bit embarrassing to say such words.
Miyano Akemi didn't ask any questions. She smiled and pointed out the direction of the next stop. In order to make rosemary red wine braised lamb chops, freshly cut lamb chops are essential.
There are not many supermarkets selling lamb chops in Tokyo. After all, this is not a common meat that Japanese people often serve on the table. Fortunately, this supermarket has a complete range of varieties, including lamb hooves, which almost no one will eat.
After purchasing all the ingredients, the two took a taxi back home. In order to cook a delicious meal, Fujiwara Yu also took off his suit and put on a more homely black hooded sweatshirt.
"Do you need me to help you?"
Miyano Akemi sat on a bar chair in the bar area, holding her chin and looking at Fujiwara Yu who had lifted up his sleeves and was washing all the ingredients. She liked to watch her favorite people cooking up close, especially the muscles of her arms when they exerted force.
With lines and clearly visible veins, this male image is worth appreciating.
Fujiwara Yu didn't even look back. He shook his head and said that he had full control over today's meal, and Akemi just had to sit and wait for the meal to be served.
Under Miyano Akemi's surprised gaze, he calmly took out the measuring tape he found out from somewhere, and after gently using the blade to mark regular markings on the carrots, he decisively cut the carrots into equal-sized pieces.
Hob block.
No wonder he was so careful when he was picking carrots just now... If these two carrots hadn't been so iconic, it would have been really difficult to cut them into such uniform pieces.
Out of curiosity, Miyano Akemi couldn't help but ask:
"Fujiwara-kun, do you often do this when cooking?"
"Are you talking about using a scale?" Fujiwara Yu turned to look at Miyano Akemi. After nodding, he explained aloud: "Well, I feel that the uniform size will make the whole dish look more neat, like writing.
When the upper and lower parts of the font are on the same straight line, it will give people a very comfortable feeling."
Miyano Akemi couldn't help but smile when she heard this. She felt that Fujiwara Yuu's obsessive-compulsive disorder was reflected in cooking. No wonder some people say that medical students have little quirks, just like her mother who used surgery to cut fruit.
Knife Habit.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little sad. The time she spent with her mother was still too short. The one who felt most distressed was Shiho. Her parents passed away not long after she was born.
She clasped her hands together and silently made a wish in her heart, hoping that her sister could leave the organization as soon as possible and regain her freedom.