Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"This also meant that his happy, albeit abnormal, cohabitation with the bird had to come to an end."

"Miss Maria... you are not talking about "The Crane Returns"... are you referring to Jialuo as the Peeping Tom?"

"You guessed it. To put it simply, that's it. You are absolutely right..."

The terrifying rumor about the union of a middle-aged man and a large bird told by Maria Utsunomiya turned out to be a well-known fairy tale.

I really don't know which version she was exposed to, as she ended up telling the story in such a confusing way.

"Huh? Then why are you telling me this?"

Ginjou, who was in total darkness, was completely confused by her.

"What I mean is that you should tell Sousuke not to peek at me while I'm cooking. If you do that, our happy life will come to an abrupt end."

Maria Utsunomiya's explanation did not have the effect it was supposed to have.

Yincheng even wondered if it was because she grew up abroad that caused such a big cultural difference.

All in all, she gave an even more baffling example to illustrate her point.

It’s such a simple thing, why not just say no?

"Okay, okay, I get it. Now that you've said that, I promise I won't peek."

Ginjo, with his mind in a state of confusion, responded to her casually.

"Great, it's great that Sosuke understands! Absolutely! Promise me! If you take that off and peek, I'll arrest you in the act!"

"Then the big bird will spread its wings and fly away to the distant land in the north, carrying with it the warm memories of sleeping in the same bed with the uncle every day. -"

"..."

“There’s no need to mention this anymore…”

"Okay, then face that way and don't move."

Forced to turn his back to the kitchen, Ginjo Sousuke sat upright on the sofa.

"Yeah, I knew Sousuke was the best. I'm going to work in the kitchen~"

As the soft touch left her body, the footsteps gradually faded away. Even though she couldn't see anything, Ginjo could be sure that she had left the living room.

He emptied his body, crossed his legs, and simply lay down on the sofa.

Before we discuss the strange examples she gives, it's important to ask what exactly the abnormal behavior is all about.

From "I'm going to treat you a good meal" to being forced to play with a blindfold on, he had never encountered such a sudden change in the style of the painting.

This eye mask should be used by her when she sleeps, right? Rather than being some prop of unknown meaning?

"Anyway, I'll be nervous if you're watching me! So please, okay? Don't take it off until I'm done. Just sit here and wait, okay? Please, please, please!"

Utsunomiya Maria begged so desperately that even if he couldn't see it, Ginjō could imagine her kneeling in front of him with her hands folded.

Since she said so, even though it was incomprehensible, there was no way I could refuse.

Could it be that this is to let him experience the basic gameplay first, and then slowly evolve to things like handcuffs or whips?

Even his fantasies began to deviate from the normal track, and Yincheng couldn't help but start to recall whether he had read any heavy-tasting books recently.

However, even if she told me not to look or move, I had to sit here like this until the cooking was finished, but I had to obey completely...

Ginjo Sousuke said nothing, his body still, and tried to move the muscles on his face.

It was really boring, so he thought he might as well watch some TV. If he faced this direction, as long as he moved the eye mask slightly, he should be able to see the TV which had not been turned off.

Ginjō tried his best to frown and wrinkle his nose, making his expression look like a terrifying great devil. If someone who didn’t know the situation was around, they would definitely think that “that guy is extremely angry right now”.

Finally, the blindfold was pushed aside a little, opening up the view below.

That's great, Ginjo thought, since he couldn't see her cooking anyway, this should be forgivable.

He opened and closed his mouth several times, and finally succeeded in regaining his sight using only the muscles on his face, not his hands.

As it turned out, it was really a coincidence. Unexpectedly, in front of Yincheng, who was facing the kitchen with his back, there happened to be a dressing mirror in the living room.

Through the gap in the blindfold, I could just see the back of Maria Utsunomiya as she washed her hands in front of the operating table.

I saw it by accident, but it was really a coincidence, so I can't blame him.

Utsunomiya Maria had no idea that she had been seen by Ginjō. The bun on the back of her head swayed loosely, and she looked very energetic.

"Okay, let's do our best! Let's make some delicious curry fried noodles!"

The apron belt was tied into a bow on her slender back, and she looked inexplicably cute while talking to herself.

Ginjo Sosuke gratefully accepted this coincidence and quietly entered appreciation mode.

Kitchen knives, vegetable washing baskets, chopping boards...Maria Utsunomiya took out the various cooking tools that she had carefully arranged from the small cupboard and placed them one by one on the workbench.

Perhaps she was not used to the narrow space of the apartment kitchen, Utsunomiya Maria's movements did not seem smooth, and even Ginjo felt a little dangerous.

"Um...be careful not to cut your hands..."

Pretending to see nothing, he quietly reminded inside.

"Don't worry, Sosuke, don't underestimate me!"

Maria Utsunomiya turned on the faucet and let the water flow into the sink on the kitchen counter.

"First, start washing the vegetables~"

She would mutter a few words before taking each step, and Yincheng found her habit quite interesting.

All the selected vegetables were thrown into the washing basket and rinsed clean by the running water.

In order to see more clearly, Ginjo couldn't help but stretch out his fingers to secretly pull the blindfold up a little more.

The more you are forbidden to do something, the more curious you will be. This may be an instinct that humans can never get around.

The field of vision became wider, and every move of Utsunomiya Maria was exposed to Ginjo's eyes.

"Next, we need to cut vegetables and meat~"

As she entered the kitchen, her cute and sweet side once again replaced her usual hot and sexy side.

He turned on the faucet, shut off the water, pulled the chopping board close to him, and used his upper body to hold the knife in exactly the same way as in the recipe book; it looked like there was some real skill involved.

"Hehehe? Lala? Um, hehe, hey~?"

She hummed a song through her nose and moved her arms to the rhythm.

The next second, Utsunomiya Maria seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around to look at the living room.

Fortunately, Ginjo Sosuke reacted quickly. In order to prevent her from noticing, he quickly pulled down his blindfold and put his hands in his pockets again...

Chapter 449 Peeping at the Criminal

Maria Utsunomiya has a lively and outgoing personality. Whether it is singing or dancing, she can show herself in front of others as she pleases.

Before she graduated, she was considered a versatile figure in school.

But there was one thing she was not used to doing under the watchful eyes of others, and that was cooking.

The reason can be traced back to when she was very young.

She was probably still in kindergarten at that time. Other girls liked to put makeup on their dolls or put on all kinds of beautiful clothes, but she was always fiddling with some cooking toys in the corner.

"Maria likes to cook at such a young age. Is she preparing to marry someone?"

The kindergarten teacher just asked her casually when passing by, and had no ill intention, but for some reason, it caused the other children to burst into laughter.

From then on, the children in her class gave her the nickname "Bride Maria", which made her feel more or less isolated.

After Maria Utsunomiya returned to China, her father was always busy with work, so she often learned to cook for herself.

When she is alone in the kitchen, she always hums a song and keeps talking to herself.

In short, it is a state of letting go of oneself and being very relaxed.

But when it comes to cooking classes at school, she always feels indescribably restrained.

Every time someone stared at her, those trivial memories from her childhood would come back to her, making it so difficult for her to cut vegetables smoothly.

Maria Utsunomiya also knew that this sounded a bit strange, but everyone has some secrets that ordinary people can't understand, right?

So every time she cooks, she chooses a space where she won’t be disturbed by others.

Just as she had said to Ginjo Sosuke before, she would become very nervous if someone saw the cooking process.

After confirming that Ginjō was not peeking, Utsunomiya Maria turned around contentedly and continued adding the spices needed for curry into the stew pot.

Use one pot to prepare the soup base and another pot to cook the ingredients, and finally mix them together to make a fragrant curry fried noodles.

Hearing the noise coming from the kitchen again, Ginjo Sousuke realized that his danger was no longer there.

He made a gap in the blindfold again and continued to observe Utsunomiya Maria's every move through the mirror in the living room.

"Next, let's start cooking the vegetables and meat!"

Although she doesn't want any audience, her habit of explaining every step makes her look like a food blogger who teaches people how to cook on IG.

Clang, put the pan on the gas stove and pour in salad oil.

Hmm? Did I pour too much?

Ginjo Sousuke frowned slightly, like a silent judge.

Light the fire, bend down, observe the heat carefully, turn the adjustment switch to make some fine adjustments, and then when the oil temperature is right, put the ingredients in order.

Using one hand to hold the spatula, I stir-fry the ingredients, and using the other hand to hold the spoon to stir the curry soup in the pot.

He boldly held the long cooking chopsticks horizontally across his mouth, and seemed to be immersed in a state of ecstasy.

"Okay~ Let's throw in the noodles too! The curry soup is almost thick enough, all that's left is seasoning!"

Attracted by Maria Utsunomiya's solo kitchen show, which was completely different from Tomoko Matsumoto's, Sosuke Ginjo was gradually mesmerized.

He sat upright with his hands behind his back, and unknowingly had lifted half of the blindfold he was wearing.

Whether it's the delicious aroma of curry, the rich aroma of sauce, or the aroma of beef fat...

The mixed-race beauty who I met on the first day cooked for me personally. Now it all seems a little bit weird.

Maria Utsunomiya added the cooked curry soup into the ingredients in the pan little by little with a spoon, and then stir-fried the noodles again with long chopsticks.