I'm tired, break up

"Senior, are you hungry?"

Isshiroba pushed the door open a small crack, lowered his head and got into Fujiwara Yuki's bedroom, holding a lot of snacks in his arms.

The layout of Fujiwara Yuki's bedroom has undergone a slight change. On the giant bookshelf on the left is a person-high map of Tokyo. A general in armor.

Hearing the sound, Fujiwara Yuki flew a look in this direction, and he reminded lightly: "Eat less snacks."

"I can't help it, I'm hungry." Yi Caiyu jumped onto the bed of the scumbag senior, crossed her legs in a very unsightly way, and the pile of snacks in her arms was held by her legs. "Senior, you've been looking at this map since you woke up this morning. Are you looking for something? An effective shrine? Or a treasure buried in Tokyo? Or a beautiful girl?"

"I have done a lot of blasphemous things, and the gods will not bless me, so the shrine is meaningless to me; besides, I am not short of money, and treasures are meaningless to me; as for the beautiful girl," Fujiwara Yuki turned his head Come, meet Yishiyu's eyes. "The beautiful girl I want the most right now is on my bed."

Yi Caiyu blushed slightly, she silently looked away, lowered her head, and pretended to rummage through the pile of snacks. "Then why did Senior keep looking at this map?"

"I'm memorizing the data of this map." Fujiwara Yuki replied: "Just like a tiger will inspect the entire forest before entering a new forest, the general will send scouts to thoroughly investigate the surrounding terrain before leading his troops to the battlefield. "

Yishishiyu opened a box of chocolate bars, took one out and bit it into his mouth, and asked disapprovingly, "What's the use of that?"

"Didn't you say you were afraid of getting lost in Tokyo? Memorize this map, and you will be able to find you back faster when you get lost."

The sound of "click" was the sound of the chocolate bar Yishikiyu was biting and fell to the floor.

"Senior, didn't you come to Tokyo before?" The girl hurriedly picked up the chocolate bar and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Yes." Fujiwara Yuki nodded. "However, when I came here, I didn't go deep into the downtown area of ​​Tokyo. I went to Tokyo Tower once at most."

"Tokyo Tower?" Yishiyu was taken aback. "The one who was shot by the gangsters with helicopters and cannons? Isn't that tower closed because it hasn't been repaired yet?"

"That's the Tokyo Tower." Fujiwara Shiki nodded again, his eyes were as peaceful as an innocent passerby. "When I went, that Tokyo Tower hadn't encountered such a terrible thing."

"How long will senior have to memorize it?" Yi Caiyu rubbed his stomach and jumped off the bed. "How about I go make some lunch for you, senior?"

"It's almost there." Fujiwara Yuki withdrew his eyes from the map, he turned and walked back to Isiroha. "Get ready to go, Iroha."

"Huh?" Yi Caiyu was taken aback. "Where are we going? Shuzhiin?"

"Aren't you hungry? I'll take you to taste the delicious food in Tokyo." Fujiwara Yuki took a long black trench coat from the hanger.

"By the way, Iroha, do you like French food?"

"Tsk, why do I have to cook for you?" The man with pink hair put his arms around his shoulders. He looked at the emperor penguin sitting in front of him with disgust in his eyes.

"As a cook, shouldn't he be happy to have diners come to taste his creations?" Fujiwara Yuki asked lightly.

"But there will never be someone like you on my diner list." The man said coldly, "You don't have the soul of a chef! You are a waste of your talent!"

"I won't force you, Shinomiya Kojiro, you don't have to cook this meal." Fujiwara Yuki looked at the menu in his hand with a calm expression. "It's a big deal, I'll turn around and go to the 'Mist House' to look for Kanhiko, because senior sister Gan is grateful to me, even if she keeps making sushi for me until I pass out, will she be happy? After all, I helped her to catch up. My favorite senior when I was a student."

"By the way, you seem to have agreed to get married at the end of this year? Should I change my name to Senior Sister Sigong?"

"You actually threatened me with me, you?" Kojiro Shinomiya twitched his brows, and he stared fiercely at Fujiwara for a long time before choking out his voice between his teeth. "Please order, guest."

He gritted his teeth in his voice, wishing he could eat his flesh raw.

"Cabbage rolls, veal brûlée, vegetable quiche, puff pastry onion soup, no need for wine pairing, thank you."