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Chapter 74: Under the sunset, ask if you like

The Nomiyama family's noodles were not considered troublesome.

His family usually has homemade lard in the kitchen. After heating the pan, he would scoop a spoonful of lard into the pot and wait until the light yellow fat melted, then pour in a large amount of water.

He was lazy and didn't want to bother making the topping, but he was still willing to chop the meat.

Wait until the water boils, pour in the minced meat and minced ginger, and then beat in a few eggs.

Next is salt, a little soy sauce, and finally the noodles.

It can't be called delicious because it's just simple noodle soup.

But it can’t be said to be unpalatable, because the broth itself is delicious, and with the addition of eggs and noodles, the noodle soup is actually quite rich.

Holding his big bowl, Nomiyama quickly put noodles and soup into it, and then added a few eggs.

After making sure that the bowl was indeed full, he grabbed a handful of chopped green onions from the chopping board and sprinkled them into the bowl, and also got himself a spoonful of chopped pepper to enhance the flavor.

After all, his taste is a bit heavier than Yukinoshita's. The chopped peppers at home were marinated by both of them, but the other party refused to eat a single bite. Most of the time, he was the only one who used it to mix with rice.

"Just take as much as you want to eat, and if you feel it's not enough, keep eating."

After saying this, he walked around the woman who was watching him cook noodles and walked out of the kitchen.

"Okay." Yukinoshita Miyame still responded softly.

But she didn't go to get the bowl immediately, but watched him leave first.

After Nomiyama walked out of the kitchen, he did not go to the dining table or sit on the sofa to watch TV. He pushed open the door with the bowl in his hand.

He probably has a quirk. When eating noodles at home, he always likes to go outdoors and squat by the wall to eat, as if it tastes better this way.

Yukinoshita doesn't like to squat with him, but will stand next to him with a bowl in her hand and then mock him for his lack of manners.

Nomiyama slurped the noodles, raised his eyebrows, and looked to his side with his cheeks puffed out.

The woman was squatting on the ground, imitating him, holding a bowl that was several sizes smaller in her hand.

Of course, the posture is not good-looking, but she is good-looking, and she looks unexpectedly cute when squatting on the ground holding the bowl of noodles.

Turning his head, Nomiya looked into the distant sky, where the sun was setting. The clouds were not as flaming as in the summer, but were also light red.

Slurping his noodles, Nomiyama looked at the clouds and asked, "What kind of person was I before?"

Yukinoshita Miyame held the bowl carefully with both hands and felt that the porcelain bowl was a little hot in her hands.

After hearing his words, she was stunned for a moment, and then surprise appeared in her eyes.

He is trying to understand the past, but he is also actively bringing up topics to communicate with me.

After pondering for a moment, she said with a slightly serious expression: "I am a very quiet person, not talkative or active, but very serious, and very lonely."

Nomiyama paused and asked, "Are you lonely?"

Yukinoshita Miyame nodded, her words bitter: "Because she died, you no longer want to communicate with other people."

"Is that so?" Nomiyama held the bowl and leaned against the wall behind him.

He thought of the sudden stop in front of the Torii gate.

"So forgetting her is actually a good thing?"

Yukinoshita Miyame looked at him and chose not to say anything more: "I don't know, this is a matter between you and her, but I believe that all your choices and decisions are meaningful."

Nomiyama looked at her, said nothing more, and ate his noodles quietly.

Yukinoshita Miyame touched the bowl wall that was finally no longer hot, lowered her head, and said what she wanted to say: "I know Fengzao doesn't want me to stay here."

Nomiyama did not respond.

"But I really just want to be with you forever. I don't have much time left in this life. I want to stay by your side, by the side of the person I love."

Nomiyama took a sip of noodle soup and exhaled: "I don't quite understand. If I was like you said before, I don't quite understand why you like me."

Yukinoshita Miyame stuffed her mouth with noodles until her cheeks were puffed up. She tilted her head and chewed while saying, "I don't know. I just know that I'm happier around you. Even just looking at you makes me happy. If I could always be with you, I'd be even happier."

Nomiyama looked at her head turned to the side, his gaze lingering on the blush for a moment. That was not the sunset, but the shyness of a young girl.

With his eyes slightly lowered, Nomiya continued to eat his noodles.

"Then don't act like you're trying to please me. I don't like others to accommodate me. If squatting doesn't make you feel comfortable, just stand. Don't make me feel like I'm making you uncomfortable."

"Oh, good."

Yukinoshita Miyame quickly stood up and stretched her legs.

It is indeed uncomfortable to eat noodles while squatting.

She lowered her head, looked at the boy who was moving non-stop like a starving ghost, and smiled slightly.

Feng had already accepted that he lived here.

"Hey! Kazehaya! Want some candy?"

sugar?

After drinking the last mouthful of noodle soup, Nomiyama turned his head to look at the neighbor uncle outside the fence, confused.

The uncle laughed heartily: "Yezi gave birth to twins. How are they? Do you want some candy?"

Nomiyama put down the bowl, scratched his head and walked towards the fence. He was a little confused. He was kicked out by Aunt Yezi a while ago, so why did she suddenly give birth to twins today?

"Uncle Kitahara, I remember you were kicked out by Aunt Yezi a while ago."

"Oh, you've never been married so you don't understand. Beating is love, scolding is love. The fact that Ye Zi kicked me out during her pregnancy shows that I raised her very well."

Marriage? Subconsciously, Nomiyama turned around to look at the woman who was following him with a bowl in her hand.

Yukinoshita Miyame smiled obediently.

"Who is this?" Uncle Kitahara was obviously very curious.

"Hello, I'm a distant relative of Feng Zao's, kind of a cousin."

Yukinoshita Miyame bowed slightly, with proper etiquette and gentle words.

"Oh, hello. I'll give you two candies then." Uncle Beiyuan smiled and began to rummage through his backpack. "Thank you for taking care of Feng Zao. He's not the kind of obedient child."

Well, you are right, Nomiyama agreed in his heart, then glanced at the person standing next to him.

She was quite self-aware and didn't say that she was his wife, otherwise he would have to reconsider how to get her to leave his house.

Nomiyama took his own candy box and opened it casually, then heard another person speak.

"Hey, Fenghaya, when are you going to give birth?"

Looking at Aunt Yako who was holding a child in each hand, Nomiya's expression remained calm.

"At least ten years from now."

"Boring, there's no way I can become childhood sweethearts with my little darling."

Nomiyama held a candy in his mouth, expressionless. He was only thirteen years old, and ten years later would be considered too early. What about having a child as a childhood sweetheart? How could he become a father at the age of thirteen?

But he still asked a question: "Have you come up with a good name?"

Auntie Yezi smiled gently, "My elder sister's name is Yuko, and my younger sister's name is Ryoko."

Nomiyama looked at the two children who seemed to be reaching out to him, and inexplicably thought of the unlucky girl from Sanzu River. Her name was Nishino Ryoko.

"They all like Kazehaya very much."

"I'm likable, after all."

......

After finishing chatting with his neighbor, Nomiyama returned to his living room, put away the small bottle of medicine, and opened the envelope.

【See you in person】

Oh, what a cliché opening line.

Chapter 75: Letter, Fish, and Hairband

I met a boy these two days.

Oh? You want to learn my tricks and disturb my mind?

He has beautiful blond hair.

Nomiyama took a look and turned it over.

On the back, no words...

Yukinoshita, you have a vicious mind.

Lift the paper and read on.

[He's Eriri's relative, and asked him to help get a fishing license.]

It's better to change the subject as soon as possible. You are sensible.

You should be complaining about me now.

Ha ha.

I just got here and haven't fished in the Thames yet, so I'm not sure how the catch will be. If I don't catch anything, I'll try a smaller lake someday.

The Thames...

"Anyway, I'll send you some smoked fish. If Nomi-san knows what gratitude means, you might want to be my servant for a few days."

And then the servant rebelled and beat his master? That kind of plot is not bad.

My mother assigned me a lot of study, but I was able to cope with it.

After all, you are only physically weak, but your brain is quite good.

[Where I live now, there's an old man next door who likes to play the piano. He plays very well and has a freeing effect. You might like him.]

You have always liked the piano, but I have never been very interested in it. At most, I just learned how to play it to please you.

The Thames River is not far from the entrance, and there are cherry blossoms blooming by the river. I've seen them so many times in Japan that I don't really feel anything for them. But you should like them, since you'll probably grab a handful and chew on them when you have nothing to do.

Don't make me sound like I'm starving.

[Every afternoon, I can hear the sound of bagpipes. It is a very melodious sound. If there is a chance, we can find time to listen to it together.]

It depends on your attitude at that time.

I went to Sherlock Holmes' place and was quite satisfied, but there was no one around to share my feelings, which was a bit disappointing.

You can just say you want to pull me over and walk around together doing nothing and suffer.

If you need medicine, please tell me. I have plenty.

This is really meaningful. I have been feeling a little uncomfortable with the recent suppression of myrrh. Of course, the premise is that this medicine really can cure all diseases.

[You've probably entered a growth spurt recently, so you probably don't want to worry about balanced nutrition. So, just eat more. You know how to cook anyway.]

There is no need to remind me of this, the only thing I won’t starve myself is eating.

[I was really angry when you mentioned that senior]

Oh?

"You didn't take Natsume-sensei's words to heart at all. The teacher said that you shouldn't do anything reckless before the age of sixteen. Since you're looking for a senior on the first day of school, I have reason to suspect that you're deliberately challenging the teacher's authority."

Ha ha ha ha ha.

Although I've adapted to life in London, I still prefer staying in Chiba.

Ok.

I still prefer to go fishing after school.

Ok.

I will probably go back during the Lunar New Year, but I probably won’t be able to go out easily.

Well, you want me to take you away from home again. Yukinoshita-san is really rebellious.

[When I reply, I can't deliberately mention your love history. I'm afraid I won't be able to resist giving a report to Mr. Natsume. After all, I am a good student who listens to teachers.]