Chapter 36: Apron Midorikawa-kun is such a good person!
The shopping cart was piled high, and packing and checking out took quite a while. The heavy frozen meats were placed at the bottom, with fresh cuts of meat stacked up in order of tenderness and weight.
There was another large bag of fruit, with yogurt and a small tub of ice cream at the bottom. This bag seemed to have a bit of empty space. Chaomu had found two small bags of puffed food from somewhere and piled them on top of the pyramid.
The hooded young man with cat-like eyes had most of his face submerged in shadow, obscuring the silent gaze of the camera above. However, he had bought so much, and the supermarket was almost closing time, leaving few people around. Even if he tried to be discreet, he would still stand out.
The receipt that spewed out of the printer was nearly half a meter long, hanging between them like a pale cordon. Before paying, Midorikawa Kei instinctively looked for the missing figure. He saw the girl hunched over the edge of the freezer, her nose almost touching the glass, her breath puffing out a small cloud of white mist.
He followed her gaze and saw the beer in the freezer. His eyebrows twitched slightly for a moment: "Want to drink? Your age..."
"I'm an adult." Chaomu picked up a case of beer with one hand, confirmed the buy-one-get-one-free label with the cashier, and then carried another case, his body steady. "Could it be that Midorikawa-kun is underage?"
The young man with stubble and cat-like eyes, who looked several years older than his actual age, stiffened slightly under the cashier's subtle gaze and barely suppressed the urge to sigh. "No, of course I'm an adult... Just pretend I never asked."
Although this NPC teammate who had teamed up with her twice looked taciturn and withdrawn once he put on his hood, after spending some time with him, Chaomu gradually realized that this gentleman must have quite rich psychological activities and his mental journey was tortuous.
Therefore, she ignored his hesitation as usual and followed him closely, ready to go home with him - a stray cat that is easily entangled and hesitant needs to be followed closely to prevent him from shaking her off and running away alone again.
Mr. Stray Cat's thoughts were also different from hers. He asked the cashier for a cable tie, tied the two cases of beer together, and handed her the lighter shopping bag. "Is it too heavy..."
The heavy bag left red marks on his slender palms. Although it was not his habit to let ladies carry things, today's "spoils" were really too much, so he could only let her help carry a small part.
"No." The A-level player, who could easily princess-carry two police academy students for an 800-meter run, lifted the huge shopping bag with ease and said considerately, "If you can't lift it, I can carry you back. You just need to show me the way."
Midorikawa: “…………”
He closed his eyes slightly and politely declined: "No, no thanks, I can do it."
...Although she was probably a considerate and kind person...he was still, as expected, a little bit, not very good at getting along with her.
Late at night, traffic thinned, and moths fluttered against the glowing light on the top of the lamppost. The safe house wasn't far away. The young man with cat eyes led her across the zebra crossing. He caught a glimpse of the little tail trailing behind him, then suddenly veered off course. While waiting for the traffic light, he furtively touched a nearby trash can.
...I'll have to remind her to wash her hands later.
He had learned to get used to her behavior before he could fully understand it or stop it.
Dangerous people's safe houses are always chosen with great care, and Midorikawa's safe house was also chosen by him after careful investigation and selection. He led her around the winding alleys and stepped on the wet bricks and stones under the lights.
When they reached the door, he paused to retrieve his keys, and she stopped to wait. The two figures gradually merged. The door opened, and the two continued their march. Their footsteps, heavy yet still gentle, illuminated the sound-activated lights in the stairwell of the old apartment building, illuminating the muscular arms and waistline of the young man carrying the heavy object.
Judging from his figure, Midorikawa Jing seems to be quite suitable to be a gigolo.
Chaomu followed him, scanning the surroundings. This secluded apartment seemed to lack a property management office. The lights in the hallway flickered, and dust accumulated in the corners.
Compared to Shinji and Amuro Toru, who lived in luxury apartments, Midorikawa's residence was more in line with the family conditions expected of a "broken him." His apartment was on the third floor, and behind the dusty door, he was greeted by a sparsely furnished interior—one that looked like a model apartment from a magazine. While not shabby, the living room's decor and furnishings were rather spartan.
"Excuse me." Chaomu followed him, took off her shoes, and stepped into the entrance. The floor from the entrance to the living room was spotless. She secretly turned on the vacuum cleaner but didn't pick up any garbage.
It's a pity, it seems there's no way to promote my housekeeping business to him... But then again, Midorikawa said before that he was invited by Ms. Shimizu in the name of "housekeeping", so it's normal for him to have strong business skills - just look at that Amuro Toru who is proficient in the tea ceremony, and even in addition to the night shift, he also goes out to pick on people from time to time... The gigolo industry is really outrageous nowadays, and these guys all have special skills.
But speaking of Amuro Toru...
Chaomu looked around the clean but lifeless living room thoughtfully: Is this also some special habit of gigolos? It felt like the living room had been meticulously cleaned of all traces of life. There were no cups or tea sets laid out, and the trash can was empty.
Putting aside the fact that Toru Amuro may not be at home often, Midorikawa seems to be proficient in cooking and must cook often. He spends relatively longer time at home, so there should be more traces of indoor life.
Her observation took only a few seconds, and Midorikawa Jing, who was carrying the ingredients into the kitchen, didn't notice. The safe house, which was cleaned daily, couldn't have any flaws, otherwise he wouldn't have brought Chaomu back.
"Please wait outside for a moment. I need to prepare some food." He returned to the living room, hung his coat on the rack, rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, and put on an apron while gently reminding, "The TV remote is on the coffee table. You can watch TV for a while."
After putting on the apron, he immediately exuded the aura of a homely man. Chaomu watched him busy in the semi-open kitchen with some curiosity, and found that the complete range of kitchen utensils contrasted sharply with the simple furnishings in the living room.
She remembered seeing him reading a recipe in the bookstore when they met by chance before, and recalled the names of the dishes he mentioned. She felt her saliva secretion speed up again: "Midorikawa-kun seems to be good at cooking?"
"Hmm... not that I'm an expert, I just have a personal interest in this." The young man answered with the traditional East Asian euphemism and modesty. His movements of washing vegetables and cutting meat were smooth and flowing, like a chef. "Since you have invited Miss Chaomu, I will do my best to satisfy you."
The figure behind the cooking counter is tall and slender, with the apron strings hanging between the hollow of her lower back and the peak of her buttocks. The movement of cutting meat is very spectacular - if she cooks while wearing a nude apron, her efficiency in attracting rich women may be no less than that of Shinjiro or Amuro Toru.
Chaomu touched his chin and felt that the only things he could improve were his tea art and his appearance... Although Midorikawa seemed to be quite good at it, he was probably still a little short of being able to compete with professionals like Jiner and Amuro Toru.
But compared to NPC career planning, she has more important things to do.
"Can I use the bathroom?" she asked casually. There was no bathroom within her sight, so it should be in the bedroom.
The young man, with his back to her, said in a normal tone, "Sure. Just open the door of the room inside."
It seemed like the situation in his bedroom was pretty much the same as the living room, unlike Matsuda, who had to clean up first before she did.
Chaomu thanked him casually and headed straight for the bedroom, where she found it was just as simple as the living room, as she had expected. There were almost no extraneous furnishings within sight, and the wardrobe looked ordinary, with little capacity.
Her target, the trash can, sat quietly beside the bedside table, empty and devoid of anything. It was a classic card-drawing environment where even the guaranteed R-grade junk wouldn't be found. The player couldn't help but sigh, but decided to explore first.
[The Midorikawa family's trash can: He is used to hiding everything, including himself, under an empty mask.]
[Special Limited Drop: SSR Skill Book "How to Conquer Beihua Town with Cooking" and "Universal Sniper Manual"
SR Talent Book "Natural Affinity" Green River View Experience Card (5min)...]
Cooking skills, affinity, sniping...
Cooking skills aside, she wasn't surprised that Midorikawa had sniping skills. After all, Beika Town was full of talented people, and everyone had several side jobs. When Chaomu first met Midorikawa Kei, he was already carrying a gun.
She uttered a soft "hmm" and her eyes fell on the "SR Talent Book".
This seemed to be the first time she saw a special drop other than skill books and experience cards. After clicking on the details, she found that the talent book was a secret book that could directly increase the initial attribute points.
Good stuff! Could it be that her Charm D is finally going to be saved?
The player rubbed their hands together involuntarily, their eyes gleaming. While they didn't know how high Midorikawa Kei's favorability towards her was, he had already invited her home and, despite his low income and modest living conditions, had spent so much money on her, it couldn't be much lower—a guaranteed SR like Matsuda and Hagiwara wouldn't be too much of a stretch!
She reverently bowed to the trash can god and solemnly clicked the card draw button. During the card draw animation, a never-before-seen colored light circle spun and lit up, bursting into a dazzling light.
This is……!
Chaomu opened her eyes wide, staring at the golden glow in the trash can. The shadow of the skill book emerged from the light and floated into her hands.
Congratulations to the player for obtaining the SSR skill book: "How to Conquer Beika Town with Cooking Skills"
[Congratulations to the player for achieving the achievement: One Shot Hit the Target (Raccoon Coin +100)]
Congratulations to the player for achieving: Leaving Africa and Joining Europe? (Raccoon Coins +20)
Chaomu: "..."
Chaomu: “!!!”
She suppressed her voice and let out a small scream in her throat: Ah! She got it!
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The author has something to say: Because there is still some card drawing content, I didn’t finish writing the shaving... I’ll post Hiro-chan in the next chapter!
We spent too much time on the road today. No matter how hard we tried, we still failed to find the right place... Red Bean Paste Private Marseille (Dogeza)
This chapter is the update for the 30th, and I will try my best to update it as usual in the evening.
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