Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

Natsuka Imai had never seen Ginjō with such a serious expression, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond.

"Well, let's not talk about this. I know Sousuke is joking. Come on, eat quickly. It's getting cold."

She seemed to come to life suddenly. She quickly picked up the fork and stuffed a big mouthful of pasta into her mouth, while eating with a slightly awkward smile.

Seeing that the misunderstanding between him and her was resolved, Ginjo picked up a piece of scallion with his fingers, put it into his mouth, and began to chew it.

Is she Natsuka Imai? She is a girl that I really want to get to know better.

Ginjo Sousuke couldn't help but think in his heart.

"The goddess is gone... The cold and aloof Joan of Arc was once a light that illuminated the darkness..."

"But now it has been burned to ashes by the ignorant fire of the fools... and fallen from the altar... We believers have also lost our goal and don't know where to go..."

The two of them lowered their heads and ate quietly. After about a few minutes, Imai Natsuka's chanting-like mumbling broke the silence between them.

"Huh? What does this mean? Please translate it for me..."

Yincheng was confused by her incoherent text and asked her with a bewildered look on his face.

"Hahaha, there's nothing special about it. It's just a passage I saw in a book recently. I don't know why it just came out of my mouth."

"Oh, do you think it's hot today?"

After realizing that she had said some strange words, Natsuka Imai felt sweat all over her body and she couldn't help but fan her face with her hands.

After she explained that to Ginjo, she felt that something was not right between the two of them.

She seemed unable to talk to him as freely as before, and began to become inexplicably nervous.

Maybe when the human brain is controlled by emotions, it will say some incomprehensible words?

This is the only way Imai Natsuka can comfort herself now.

"Really? The air conditioning here is turned on very high..."

Ginjo answered her casually, but his thoughts were still on understanding her previous sentence.

What did she want to express?

Do you want to say that you are in a confused mental state now?

So why was she confused?

Girls' minds are really hard to figure out. Even though Yincheng has had in-depth communication with many girls from the inside out, he still thinks so.

"Maybe it's because Tokyo is too hot and I'm still not used to it. Anyway, we've almost finished eating, so let's go to the next store."

Natsuka Imai got up and took Ginjō out, thus hastily ending their inspection of "Old Time".

She felt that if she continued to stay here, she didn't know what nonsense she would say, so changing the environment as soon as possible was the best option.

“What do you think of this store?”

After they reached the street, Ginjo turned around and asked her.

"Not bad, it's worthy of being the place chosen by Lisa."

"Although the pilaf is not quite to my taste, it is indeed very unique. The Napolitan pasta is very good, and the ingredients make it feel very luxurious."

While answering, Natsuka Imai was taking notes on her phone, but she seemed to be deliberately keeping a certain distance from Ginjo, always walking two or three meters behind him.

"Why are you so far away from me? Someone who doesn't know would think you are following me."

"Who, who would follow you? I was just busy summarizing, you narcissistic guy."

Natsuka Imai quickly chased after him and slapped Ginjō on the arm again.

"That's more like Xia Hua. When you said those incomprehensible words just now, it was as if you were possessed by something."

Ginjo said with a smile as he watched her return to normal.

This time she obviously controlled the strength of her hands, and even made Ginjo feel like he was being tickled.

"Okay, I want to take back what I just said about you. You are not a narcissist but a masochist, right? You can laugh even when you are beaten."

Natsuka Imai raised her hand and prepared to take another shot, but this time Ginjo grabbed her wrist first.

"I don't have that kind of hobby. I'm just happy that you've returned to your original self."

Ginjo Sosuke looked down at the girl, who seemed a little complicated to him, with a gentle gaze.

With Ginjo holding her wrist tightly and feeling his burning gaze at such a close distance, Natsuka Imai was stunned for a moment.

She didn't try to break free or argue. She just felt her heart pounding as if it was going to burst out of her chest in the next second.

The dazzling sunlight cast an almost psychedelic halo on the tall and handsome boy. From this angle, Natsuka Imai felt that the most perfect boy in her dreams was no more than this.

At this moment, time seemed to stop flowing, and only two people were left standing there frozen in a strange posture.

After a few seconds, seeing that she didn't respond, Ginjo slowly loosened his hand. Only then did Imai Natsuka come back to her senses from the dreamlike scene just now.

"What? I don't have a split personality. I won't change all the time."

Natsuka Imai lowered her head, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise up, her soft and gentle voice actually gave people a rare feeling of shyness.

This strong contrast surprised Yincheng a little. Both of them paused for a moment, then tacitly said nothing more and walked towards the next target together.

The second store is located in a quiet residential area away from the downtown area.

Surrounded by a group of slightly old houses, there is a small shop quietly opened.

On the plain cement wall without any decoration hangs a doorplate with only the three words "Arisaema" written on it.

A casual passerby would never know that there is a shop here that is quite famous on the Internet.

However, after opening the wooden door of the entrance hall and climbing to the second floor, an extraordinary space immediately comes into view.

The overall interior decoration is dominated by dark brown. Not only is the lighting dim, but the volume of the background jazz music is also very soft, creating an elegant and mature atmosphere.

All the tableware and utensils used in the store are plain and old items. They never have the problem of being too distinctive and are very consistent with the style of the store.

This is "Arisaema", one of Tokyo's famous casual cafes.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting. This is blended coffee."

The owner, whose temperament was as calm as the atmosphere in the store, served coffee to Ginjo Sosuke and Imai Natsuka who were sitting at the bar, and also gave them two pieces of homemade chocolate.

"I'm going to start."

Natsuka Imai quickly took a few photos with her mobile phone, then clasped her hands together and spoke softly.

Her entire sequence of actions, including the photo shoot, looked so natural, almost like a ritual.

“This coffee is delicious!”

As soon as Natsuka Imai took a sip of coffee, her dark eyes immediately lit up.

That’s great, at least her mood is now completely fine.

“This place seems to be quite famous among coffee lovers, so it must taste good.”

Yincheng actually didn't know much about this store. He just did a quick search when he entered the store just now. Only then did he discover that this small store hidden in a private house actually has many fans online.

As he said this, he also took a sip of coffee.

A light sour smell and elegant aftertaste fills the nasal cavity, making people feel relaxed physically and mentally.

Then Yincheng took a small bite of the homemade chocolate given by the boss. The rich flavor of chocolate and coffee blended in his mouth, making him sigh.

Just as Ginjo was enjoying the aftertaste of his coffee, he noticed that Natsuka Imai, who was sitting next to him, was staring at him.

"What's wrong, Xiahua?"

Ginjo looked at her curiously, and their eyes soon intertwined.

"Isn't this the first time Sousuke comes here to drink coffee with someone?"

Natsuka Imai hesitated for a moment, then asked.

"Yeah, that's right. I'm not a die-hard coffee fan, and I rarely read restaurant reviews online."

Ginjo Sousuke answered her honestly.

"You've never been here with Lisa?"

When Imai Natsuka asked again, she couldn't help but emphasize her tone.

"Of course, I told you this is my first time here."

Ginjo didn't know why she was obsessed with this question.

"So Sosuke's first experience was with me?"

Natsuka Imai murmured as if talking to herself.

"Huh? What are you muttering about?"

"No, nothing. I just wanted to say that it's such a waste that Sosuke has never tasted such delicious coffee before, haha."

Imai Natsuka laughed a few times to fool the conversation, then turned back to drink her coffee, but this time, she kept glancing at Ginjo beside her out of the corner of her eye.

With the soft music playing, everyone in the store had a contented expression.

This small and secluded space seems to have become a safe haven for many people to escape from the hustle and bustle of the city.

About ten minutes later, Yincheng put the empty coffee cup back on the coaster.

Because they had already eaten a lot in the previous restaurant, they did not order any other snacks such as cakes except coffee this time.

The topic has just come to a close and it's almost time to leave.

"I'll treat you this time, as compensation for the joke I just played on you."

Ginjo Sosuke took the bill in his hand and slowly stood up and left his seat.

Although everything that happened today happened a little suddenly, he felt very fortunate in terms of the results.

If it weren't for this opportunity today, he probably wouldn't have known more about Imai Natsuka.

However, he couldn't predict what would happen to the next two people.

"Let's go, it's getting late."

After Ginjo said the agreed upon lines, he prepared to go and pay the bill.

But this time, it was Natsuka Imai who reached out and grabbed his wrist.