Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

But even so, she understood that few girls could resist his charm simply based on his looks and figure.

Can you do whatever you want as long as you are good-looking? It seems that this is indeed the case in many cases. The rules of this world are really simple.

She couldn't help but complain in her heart.

"Hmm? You mean I am just an empty shell? I am also excellent in other aspects..."

Ginjo was used to people complimenting him on his looks, but it was still sad to hear that he was nothing but a nobody.

"No! I didn't mean that. I was just saying it casually. Don't take it seriously. Of course I know you are very good..."

As if she was afraid that Ginjō would misunderstand her, Imai Natsuka hurriedly explained.

He would help Granny Shimizu, whom he had just met, with odd jobs in the store, would fearlessly protect Lisa when she was harassed, and would also willingly accompany him shopping for a whole day...

Apart from his occasional sharp tongue, it seems that there is no other flaw in him.

At least since Natsuka Imai grew up, she felt that Ginjo was the closest to perfect boy she had ever met.

"Is that so? Then tell me what I am good at?"

Ginjo leaned forward, waiting for her answer with interest.

"Really? Who would say this to your face..."

Well, besides being a bit venomous, add a little bit of narcissism...

Imai Natsuka could have easily told her all the advantages she had just listed in her mind about him, but she just couldn't say it out loud.

If she did that, she felt she would be so embarrassed that she would explode.

I am obviously not such a timid woman, why do I become like this in front of Ginjo? It's really annoying.

Natsuka Imai could only mutter to herself silently in her heart.

"Haha, I didn't expect Xia Hua to have a shy side. It doesn't match your cool outfit at all."

Natsuka Imai, who was dressed in black, actually blushed, which made Ginjo feel a little cute.

"Who, who is shy? You must have seen it wrong..."

Imai Natsuka argued weakly, and now even she herself realized that her cheeks were getting hotter and hotter.

"Stop talking nonsense. This delicious sandwich looks like it has been sitting there for a long time."

As if trying to hide her embarrassment, she quickly picked up the knife and fork and started waving them around.

"Eat slowly, be careful not to choke."

Seeing her little mouth full, Yincheng kindly reminded her.

But then again, could she really swallow so much at once?

Maybe in some special field, this can be considered a talent.

Ginjo also put his hands together and started eating the French Cook sandwich in front of him.

Although it has been a while since it was served, it does not affect its taste at all.

The golden toast slices are slightly toasted and crispy, exuding an enticing aroma.

Between the toast slices is a thick piece of ham, which has been carefully cooked, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with every texture filled with the deliciousness of gravy.

The watercress salad surrounding the ham not only adds visual beauty to the sandwich, but also brings distinct changes in taste.

In addition, this store also provides a special secret sauce that can be eaten with it.

This exclusive sauce has a slight coolness and is slightly sour and spicy. It can not only neutralize the greasiness of the meat, but also enhance the sweetness of the vegetables, making the taste of the entire sandwich even better.

"Mmmmm...this sandwich is so delicious..."

Natsuka Imai spoke incoherently with her mouth full of food.

“It looks like ordinary French toast, but it tastes really special.”

Ginjo Sousuke also nodded, agreeing with her assessment.

"what."

Natsuka Imai was still feeling a little embarrassed about what had just happened, so she immediately turned her head and looked away.

She was anxious to find another place to rest her gaze, but ended up turning around and making eye contact with Ginjō who was sitting right opposite her.

For a moment, she noticed that there was a certain warmth in Ginjo's eyes.

So, will he also...

But the more likely possibility is that I'm just overthinking it, right?

Just as she stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say, Ginjo leaned forward and moved towards her.

Natsuka Imai seemed to be under a spell and couldn't move. She could only stare with wide eyes as he got closer and closer to her.

"Look, I told you that you were eating too hastily. There's a lot of sauce on it."

Ginjo picked up the tissue on the table and gently wiped away the thick white marks from the corners of her mouth.

The moment she heard this line, the puzzle in Natsuka Imai's heart seemed to snap into place with the last piece.

"Thank you... thank you..."

She paused for several seconds before slowly opening her mouth to thank Ginjo.

These few short seconds seemed infinitely long to her.

The touch of Yincheng's hand was clearly transmitted to her skin even through the tissue, and the breath he exhaled when he approached seemed to have a unique smell.

Natsuka Imai has kept boys at a distance for a long time, and this is the first time she has allowed a boy to get so close to her.

His face was only a few centimeters away from me, right? I could even see his lips trembling when he spoke.

If she had built a barrier to separate herself from others with her unique dress and vicious words, then at this moment, it had shattered into pieces.

"Phew, after eating this sandwich, I feel much better and my stomach is full. I guess I can skip dinner tonight."

Ginjo Sousuke didn't pay much attention to her strangeness, but returned to his seat and leaned back with a satisfied expression on his face.

"That's true. Although I didn't have a proper meal today, I tried many signature snacks from various restaurants along the way. I might gain a few pounds."

Imai Natsuka calmed down and continued what Ginjō said.

"Xia Hua shouldn't have such troubles, right? After all, you already have a great figure."

It is said that black clothes make people look thinner. Yincheng felt that her outfit today made her rich chest look more subtle.

"Wow, you really listen to advice. You learned to pretend to compliment girls so quickly? But it doesn't matter. I'm really happy."

Natsuka Imai crossed her hands in front of her chest and looked very surprised.

"I really mean it this time. Besides, my aesthetic standards for girls' figures are quite high."

Yincheng has seen too many graceful bodies in the past few months, whether they are youthful and tight or mature and plump.

This also makes his aesthetic standards rise, so when it comes to body shape, he will never lie against his conscience.

"Ahh, then I should be even more excited, right?"

Natsuka Imai gently pressed one hand against the corner of her mouth, and the joyful feeling of happiness overflowed like a flood.

And while she was speaking, she deliberately sat up straight, with her head held high and her chest puffed out, as if she was declaring something.

Ginjo looked at the two soft masses that suddenly rose from the table, and his neck trembled as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Sousuke, is this shop called Deer Horn Coffee because the fern planted in the courtyard looks like a deer horn?"

After a while, when Natsuka Imai was looking around to examine the environment, she made this discovery.

After she said this, Ginjo Sousuke turned his head and looked towards the courtyard.

Just as she said, the plants in the courtyard that looked like deer antlers grew very densely.

"Staghorn fern is one of the most popular ferns. Its huge leaves are like majestic antlers, which can inject vitality and a lazy atmosphere into the entire space."

“Because it is easy to grow and looks pretty, you can often see Staghorn ferns of all sizes in many people’s homes or cafes.”

Yincheng picked up his phone and took a picture of the plant in the distance, and the software automatically recognized its information.

"Also, Staghorn Fern was called a spiritual herb or magic herb a long time ago. People would use it to exorcise demons or as a medicinal herb."

Ginjo continued to add after flipping the page.

"Wow, they look so mysterious. I don't know why, but after listening to your explanation, I feel calmed down when I look at them again."

"The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the large windows, creating a great atmosphere. Such a beautiful view will really make you linger~"

Natsuka Imai said this intoxicatedly while gazing out the window, then quietly turned her head to look at Ginjō.

"Um, Sousuke, thank you for everything today."

"Ok?"

After she mustered up the courage to speak, Ginjō showed a slightly surprised expression.

"Did I do something?"

Ginjo didn't know why she suddenly thanked him so affectionately.

"What you did is not the point. Thank you anyway!"

Natsuka Imai didn't know how to explain it, she just felt that the day she spent with Ginjo was really happy.

"Really? You seem to be a little weird. Stop being so polite. It's about time for us to go back, right?"

Ginjo smiled softly, somewhat puzzled as to what the girl opposite him was thinking.

"Yeah, that's true. It's almost dark outside."

Natsuka Imai stood up and stretched her body hard after sitting for a long time.

It was just that her T-shirt seemed a little too short, and her small and delicate belly button was accidentally exposed.

A healthy skin color gives people a feeling of vitality, and if you exercise, you will definitely have good skills.

Although it was quite a distance from Ginjo's apartment, considering that neither of them liked overly crowded trains, they finally decided to walk back.

In the summer evening, the sun sank toward the western mountains. The blue and red colors competed with each other and slowly extended horizontally like lingering fragrance. Looking at the red sky on the right, the two walked forward leisurely.

On both sides of the path, lush trees swayed gently, making rustling sounds.