Pei Ziyun stood on the steps and saw that all the corpses were quickly drying up and turning into ashes, while the wooden swords were getting darker and darker, and the patterns became more gorgeous.
"Yamada-kun."
Pei Ziyun looked back when he heard the sound and saw Bandou Yuanzi coming out and talking to Tsubouchi Nagako: "Yongzi, organize the rescue of the injured."
Pei Ziyun took a look and said, "Yuanzi, why did you come out? It may not be safe now."
"There are no more enemies."
"Fifty years of life are nothing compared to the sky. Looking at the world, it is like a dream."
Bando Enzi sighed, looked at the rain, and stretched out her little hand: "The blood and fire, the rain and the night are really like the day before Lord Nobunaga was killed in battle."
Pei Ziyun didn't say anything. In this world, General Shinkawa fought from north to west. When he reached the end of the war, he ordered Oda Nobunaga to surrender. Nobunaga led 3,000 men to attack at night. It was raining at the time, and he desperately attacked the general's main formation, but he arrived. The general's location is 700 meters away and cannot be advanced.
Oda Nobunaga sang this song and was picked to death with several spears. His official position was demoted from the fifth position to Shochutada.
In this world, he is just an inconspicuous name, a flash in the pan, only remembered by people like Bando Enzi who have been familiar with history at home for a long time.
"If you let your life last once, you will be destroyed immediately."
Bando Yuanzi continued to sing in a low voice, looked at the night sky, and suddenly whispered: "Actually, I was born at 11:17. After 11:17, I will officially turn sixteen."
"And it's already eleven and one."
She mustered up the courage to tell her biggest secret. Her long eyelashes were pressed down and turned into a light shadow.
"I like your books very much, I... like you very much!"
Before she finished her next words, Pei Ziyun looked at her and said, "Bend down."
"...Huh?" Bandong Yuanzi stared blankly. She bent down and Pei Ziyun came closer. She seemed to understand suddenly and opened her lips slightly.
But her expectations were dashed, and a kiss fell on her forehead.
Then, Pei Ziyun stood up and said: "Now that the matter is settled, I will go down the mountain. There is no need to see him off. I will walk back slowly."
With that said, Pei Ziyun took the wooden knife in his hand, turned his hand, and entered the rain.
"Do you think it's too fast?" Bando Yuanzi stretched out her hand to call her back, but she didn't make a sound. After a long time, she lowered her head and said, "But I don't have time."
It's not that she doesn't understand her own psychology. In fact, she has seen classic cases about male tutors and female students in her free time.
In psychology, this is the empathy psychology generated in a closed environment.
An ignorant girl stays in a closed mansion or a girls' school all year round. The teacher who teaches her is the only way she can see the whole world and the only man she can come into contact with.
He is the light and the world. The girl has no choice but to fall in love with him.
My situation is similar now, it's just time that forces me.
My time is too short, and I am getting closer every second. In this situation, even if I prepare myself mentally repeatedly, I still can't bear it.
So I fell in love with him, the man who saved me - even though he was only twelve years old.
"How fragile." Bando Yuanzi laughed at herself slightly, her hands hanging down weakly, she closed her long eyelashes, waiting for her fate.
Eleven o'clock eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen.
She sank into darkness.
West End Inn
There were two girls lying on the large bed in the room.
One of them was petite, lying on the bed with his back, chewing and drooling, as if he was having a sweet dream, it was Saeko.
The other person was Naomi Hayakawa. She was wearing pink pajamas with a doll cat painted on it. She was lying flat on the bed, her eyelashes were slightly twitching, and her eyes were half-open, showing that she had just woken up.
It's midsummer now, and the weather is hot. Even in Hokkaido in the north, the highest temperature is 30°C. Hayakawa Naomi seems to be very afraid of heat now, and has a fear of such temperatures.
Fortunately, the Nishio Hotel arranged by the Bando Foundation is a high-end hotel with very complete facilities. The air conditioning in the room is very basic and the temperature is very comfortable. Naomi Hayakawa had a good sleep last night.
This time, the accommodation arrangement in the Nishio Hotel was as follows. The two girls in the club, Saeko and Hayakawa Naomi, shared a room, Pei Ziyun was in a separate room, and the other three in the club shared a room.
Five rooms in total.
After waking up, Naomi Hayakawa lay on the bed for a minute, sat up, and prepared to tidy up before getting up.
However, Xiezi was covered with a thin quilt and appeared to be soundly asleep.
Naomi Hayakawa looked at Saeko sleeping and thought to herself: "At this time, Saeko who doesn't speak is still quite cute."
However, it seemed that Naomi Hayakawa's actions were too big. Just when Naomi Hayakawa was packing her things and preparing to go out, Saeko also woke up.
The sleepy-eyed Saeko looked at Naomi Hayakawa, rubbed her eyes with her little hands, and muttered: "Huh? Hayakawa, why are you up so early?"
"Saeko-chan, yesterday's seafood was very delicious and everyone was very happy, so I told the chef of Nishio Hotel." Naomi Hayakawa pulled her hair with her hands, turned to Saeko on the bed and said, "I told the chef He said, I want to learn how to cook seafood today."
"In this case, I can make seafood for Saeko and the minister to eat in the future." As he said that, Hayakawa Naomi smiled.
Now she feels that she is happy and must keep living like this for the rest of her life!
"Hey, is this okay?" Hearing this, Zizi was very surprised, and his sleepiness also dissipated, and asked: "This should be the chef's own craftsmanship, and it won't be spread casually, right?"
"Yes, I felt rash at the time. It was too impulsive!" Naomi Hayakawa showed a hint of shyness: "But I didn't expect that the hotel would agree to my request after considering it."
Speaking of this, Naomi Hayakawa was a little surprised and felt lucky: "So, although I don't know why the hotel agreed to my presumptuous request, the opportunity is rare and I must learn it."
Saeko's eyes fell on Hayakawa Naomi's face, and after a moment of silence, she asked suspiciously: "Hayakawa, are you working so hard because he saved you?"
"Yes!" Hayakawa Naomi always felt that Saeko was very precocious and didn't want to lie to her. After thinking about it, she answered in a positive tone: "What about you, Saeko-chan?"
"I want to protect mom!"
"Besides, I want to fight side by side with Onisan!" Saeko said, no longer sleepy, and got up from the bed, raising his fist hard, showing a determined look.
…
The morning in Hokkaido is a bit cool. The kitchen in Nishio Hotel is on the first floor. The kitchen is very large. At five o'clock in the morning, there are many people busy, and sometimes the landlady will come to help.
Hayakawa Naomi arrived at the kitchen and found that the proprietress was there, so she said hello to her, bowed and saluted: "Hello, Nishiura-san!"
The proprietress of Nishio Hotel is called Natsumi Nishiura. She is a very gentle-looking woman. She wears a light-colored kimono, has soft body lines, and is always smiling. Everyone who comes to this hotel is very fond of her. Have a good impression.
The landlady returned the favor and said politely: "Hayakawa-san, are you getting up so early? You can sleep a little longer before coming back."
"It's still just the food preparation stage."
"The preparation stage of ingredients is also very important. I hope I can learn the complete process, please."
The boss lady teased: "Who is it for?"
"Hi, yes." Naomi Hayakawa looked at the many ingredients in front of her, her eyes filled with anticipation for happiness: "I don't need him to talk sweetly to me, as long as he eats the food I made!"
"I don't need to watch concerts or go shopping in Ginza, as long as he can walk with me on the street." As he said this, Naomi Hayakawa fell into imagination.
"My mother said that you must strive for your own happiness. There are many regrets in life, but try not to leave regrets because of your laziness."
After hearing this, the landlady was silent for a while and said sadly: "You are right."
If only I had had such courage back then, the two of them worked together in silence.
Hayakawa Naomi helped the hotel today, and the hotel staff also taught her how to make delicious seafood. While Nishiura Natsumi worked with Hayakawa Naomi, she explained the breakfast making process, as well as the tips and tricks for making various seafood. Precautions.
Natsumi Nishiura removed the heads of the shrimp and said to Naomi Hayakawa: "Naomi, I will now teach you a simple and classic seafood method, how to make delicious seafood noodles!"
"You have to know that seafood noodles are one of the three signature dishes of our hotel, and the reason why our seafood noodles are delicious is mainly due to the following two reasons."
Naomi Hayakawa listened to what the landlady said and hurriedly listened carefully, because the seafood noodles in this hotel were indeed very delicious.
Yesterday, Toyama Shinta, because he ate seafood noodles from this hotel, he let go of his stomach, saying that he wanted to make up for the loss of not eating delicious food on the ship, so he ate three large bowls in one go, and finally said I want to pack a bowl for midnight snack.
At that time, if Saeko and Naomi Hayakawa hadn't seen Toyama Shinta's exaggerated appearance and thought he was too rude and stopped him, maybe he would actually take action.
However, seeing Toyama Shinta's behavior, Hayakawa Naomi also tasted it and found that the seafood noodles in this hotel were indeed delicious.
Natsumi Nishiura said: "When we make seafood noodles, the first step is very clear. Put all the seafood ingredients in the pot and cook for 6 to 7 minutes. After cooking, take out all the seafood ingredients, keep the seafood soup, add an appropriate amount of water, and then cook it. , put out into bowls."
"This step seems simple, but if you don't distinguish the order, it will affect the taste of the noodles."
"Of course, there are some precautions. If you are doing it alone, you must pay attention to it." Natsumi Nishiura reminded Hayakawa Naomi.
"That is, when processing seafood, if it is shrimp, you can use cooked shrimp, raw frozen shrimp, or fresh shrimp, but the heads must be removed."
"If you make seafood that contains crab sticks, crab sticks are easy to cook. So when you see the crab sticks are cooked, you must remember to take them out immediately." Natsumi Nishiura said, pointing to the crab sticks.
"Also, you can use fresh shelled clams, and the seafood noodles made this way will be more beautiful."
"The most important thing is that after cooking the seafood soup, it is best to add some water, otherwise the fishy smell will be strong!" Natsumi Nishiura solemnly told Naomi Hayakawa and demonstrated it with her own hands.
"As for the ingredients of this soup stock, I'll read them to you now. If you can't remember them, you can copy them down later."
"The cooking time for the base must be more than six hours."
Several chefs looked at all this in amazement. This is simple to say, but they taught them almost without reservation. Even their own daughters can only do this, right
Could it be her beauty
Or is it because she is Bando's distinguished guest
At this moment, someone came over and reported. The proprietress Natsumi Nishiura heard this, and her whole expression immediately changed. She said to Naomi Hayakawa: "Hayakawa-san, I have something to do. Let's go out and take a look. You are right here." , let’s try it first.”
"Hi!" Naomi Hayakawa agreed. She was immersed in learning better food at this time. She didn't care about the boss lady's expression and continued busy.
After a while, the proprietress Natsumi Nishiura came over again.
She was now the same as before, smiling and calm, as if nothing had happened, but her slightly swollen eyes showed traces. She said to Naomi Hayakawa: "Good news. Yamada-kun is back and said he wants to eat the food you made, so come with me!"
"Ah, is it true?" Hayakawa Naomi was overjoyed. She didn't even ask Pei Ziyun why he didn't come home all night. She just nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, um, you'll be fine soon. Please wait a moment!"
"I'll take care of the final touches!" Naomi Hayakawa put the food into the tableware and hurriedly carried it over with Natsumi Nishiura. They saw Pei Ziyun, who had taken a bath and changed into a kimono, with a tired face.
"Yamada-kun." Both of them saluted and carried it in.
The hotel bowl was black with red flowers, elegant in color, and filled with soup stock. She remembered Pei Ziyun's taste and added thick pork chops.
The noodles are long, shiny and smooth.
Pei Ziyun took a bite, smacked it, and couldn't help but praise: "It's so delicious and smooth. Naomi, your skills can make you a chef."
"You're so complimentary." Hayakawa Naomi shook her head gently. Her craftsmanship was still far from satisfactory, but when she saw that Pei Ziyun was satisfied, she immediately became happy - great, Yamada-kun is very satisfied, very good.
Hayakawa Naomi's food is indeed very suitable for Pei Ziyun's taste. The most important thing is that after fighting all night, it was too troublesome to walk all the way back, and she was indeed hungry.
Seeing Pei Ziyun swallowing the food with big mouthfuls, Hayakawa Naomi brought another plate, and she felt even more happy.
The proprietress, Natsumi Nishiura, watched Naomi Hayakawa bow her head and offer her, exposing her snow-white neck. Even she was moved by such amorous feelings.
To be honest, Natsumi Nishiura has never seen such a beautiful girl. I am afraid that even the eldest lady is not even half as good. But when she thought of the blood-stained clothes she had just packed up, she couldn't help but sigh to herself: "Hey, it's a pity that the person you like is a warrior."
"The road of a samurai is bumpy and difficult, and the love of a samurai is rarely superfluous." Natsumi Nishiura thought of the news she had just received, her heart sank, and she almost shed tears on the spot.
A samurai dies because of his generosity. How much love does he have left for women
I'm so angry. I've already been completely in despair. I've already married someone else. Why does my heart still hurt so much when I hear this news
(End of chapter)