The light pink sakura bento box is filled with plump white daifuku, but you can see from the outside that the filling inside is very full.
Fujiwara Yu picked up one of the edamame and cream-flavored daifuku. It had a soft touch, and he could feel the chewy outer layer just by picking it up. Worried that too much of the white cooked flour on the outer layer would fall off, he couldn't wait to put it in his mouth. With one bite, he could taste the edamame mixed with cream inside.
Fresh and plump large-grained edamame are stewed in clear water and then cooled. After being ground into emerald green edamame paste with a little fine salt and sugar, a little small-grained edamame pieces are added to enhance the taste.
Adding a little mascarpone to the cream and whipping it makes the taste richer and slightly sweet, so you must control the proportion when adding white sugar.
Emerald green edamame paste is paired with rich mascarpone cream and wrapped in a soft and chewy glutinous rice skin. The biggest advantage of the edamame cream-flavored daifuku is that it is refreshing and not greasy. You won’t feel burdened even if you eat a few more.
Fujiwara Yu finished the not-so-small Daifuku in two bites. He picked up the second one and took another bite, but he found that Saito Masami's eyes were on him. He couldn't help but say:
"Don't you want to eat it? It tastes really good."
Miyano Akemi didn't answer. Instead, she lowered her head and took out a handkerchief from her bag. She gently wiped the white cooked flour from the corners of Fujiwara's mouth and smiled faintly.
"Why are you eating like a child? The corners of your mouth are covered with powder."
The intimate action made Fujiwara Yu's eyes widen, but even in this situation he still brought the daifuku in his hand to his mouth and instinctively took a big bite, which showed that Saito Masami's cooking skills were really good... You know, he is quite picky about food.
Miyano Akemi noticed that Fujiwara Yu's ears and neck were stained light pink. She had noticed this before. It turns out that Fujiwara-kun would be like this when he was shy. It seems that his skin is quite sensitive.
"Fujiwara-kun, please eat slowly. The cream inside will be hard to wash off if it gets on your clothes."
"Ah… okay."
Daifuku is delicious and filling. After the two of them finished all the daifuku in their bento boxes, they suddenly felt that they didn't need to eat dinner. Fujiwara Yuu stood up and turned around while suggesting:
"You always cook for me, why don't you teach me in the future?"
"Okay, then after you graduate from the police academy, I'll go to your house and teach you."
"Yeah, okay."
Fujiwara Yuu looked down at his watch and realized it was getting late. He still needed to return to Fuchu City, so he couldn't stay any longer. However, he didn't want to be separated from her so soon. After thinking for a long time, he said:
"Do you have an exam soon? How about I take you out next month?"
After hearing the active invitation, Miyano Akemi really wanted to accept it, but when she thought about the summer vacation next month, the organization would definitely keep her in the apartment. She couldn't help but miss the guardian that the organization arranged when Shiho first went to study in the United States. It was a pity that the two grassroots staff members now would not give her any chance to slip away.
They let themselves go like this today, probably because they think she won't dare to run far away. After all, Shiho is still in their hands.
"Although I really want to be with you, I'm sorry... I will be spending the next two months after the exams at a distant relative's house, so I'm afraid we can only meet again in September." Miyano Akemi was a little depressed when she said this. She was just a bird in a cage, longing for freedom but unable to break free. Now every second with him was invaluable.
Fujiwara Yu was like a large dog with drooping ears, and the disappointment in his eyes was not concealed at all. He mistakenly thought that Saito Masami didn't want to go out and play with him, and even started to have wild thoughts. Could it be that she thought he was boring?
But in the next second, he experienced the feeling of seeing a rainbow after the rain, because the person he cared about took the initiative to ask to go to the amusement park with him.
"You're also graduating in September, so you must be very busy, right? Then after you graduate, let's go to Dorobiga Land together." Miyano Akemi playfully waved her fist and said with a bright smile, "Don't stand me up, please."
"Well, no, then I'll take you back first. It's getting late now."
"OK!"
When they left the Beika Shrine, the sky had gradually darkened, and the setting sun stretched their shadows very long. Walking on the street on the way back, the streets were obviously the same as when they came, but there was a subtle feeling.
Maybe they don't want to be separated. It would be better if time could pass slower.
But just as they reached a familiar intersection and turned into a residential area, a Metropolitan Police Department car parked below an apartment building caught their attention. Fujiwara Yuu, in particular, noticed that this apartment building was exactly where the elderly woman lived. A sense of unease rose within him, and he dared not speculate further, so he quickened his pace.
Just as he arrived downstairs of the apartment building, he noticed that a yellow cordon had been set up at the entrance of the stairs, with patrolmen in police uniforms standing outside the cordon.
"Huh? Aren't you the student from the police academy?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Fujiwara Yu, who still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, slowly looked up and noticed that the door of the room where the old lady lived on the third floor was full of policemen standing, blocking the already narrow corridor.
The plainclothes policeman who was talking to him was none other than Juzo Megure from the Third Division of the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division, whom he had met once before. He was still wearing the familiar dark brown newsboy cap.
After Fujiwara Yu vaguely realized who the victim was, he stretched out his long legs and crossed the yellow cordon. Under the surprised gaze of the patrolling police, he combined several steps into one and ran quickly to the third floor.
He peered toward the open doorway and saw the old woman collapsed in the hallway. Her face was pale, completely devoid of the rosy glow she had previously displayed when she smiled. This was a phenomenon that occurs in human corpses after death: blood circulation has ceased, so the capillaries in her face no longer appear red.
"You are Fujiwara classmate from the police academy, right? Do you know the victim?" When Megure Jusan saw the police officer guarding the cordon running up and waving his hand to indicate that it was okay, he looked at Fujiwara Yu who was standing there in a daze and asked softly.
Fujiwara Yu did not answer Inspector Megure's question immediately. His eyes fell on the oranges scattered at the entrance, and his mind couldn't help but replay the words that the old grandmother said when she was alive.
Those were Wakayama oranges that the old lady had specially walked to a supermarket two kilometers away from her home to buy for her grandson.
He did not go in, but answered the question irrelevantly:
"Hello, Officer Megure, could you tell me...how many victims are there?"
Megure Jusan couldn't help but sigh when he heard this, his face heavy as he said, "Two, and one is the grandson of the victim. So, Fujiwara-san, are you acquainted with the victim?"
Two.
Fujiwara Yu curled the corners of his mouth bitterly. This was really the worst answer.
"I don't know him, but I want to participate in the investigation."
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