Capítulo 15: Visit

Even though there was a teacher around.

However, can Sengoku Chihiro be considered a teacher?

She's not even a normal woman!

Just in time, the phone vibrated and the answer button was pressed.

Sonoko's familiar voice came out: "Hey! Asahi-san, sorry, have you left the agreed place by now?"

Without asking why the other party knew, Asahi said indifferently: "I just left for a while."

Sonoko: "You've been waiting for so long, actually, it's my fault.... I've been busy since this morning, so I didn't see the message that Utako sent me. It looks like she caught a cold after soaking too long last night. She has a fever in the morning, so please tell me that she can't go because she's sick, but I didn't pay any attention at all!"

Asahi: "..."

Is there such a thing?

You were so punctual in letting me know.

No wonder he waited for a long time and didn't see any figure. It turned out that Utaha couldn't come from the start.

"Woooooo, I was wrong, I'm sorry."

Sonoko deliberately put on a pitiful voice.

"Remember to show your boobs."

"Eh?"

"Wouldn't it make sense to show your boobs when you're apologizing?"

There was silence on the cell phone.

After teasing Sonoko, Asahi somehow felt a lot better. Usually at this time, Sonoko would loudly "rebuke" him, but today she suddenly fell silent.

If something is abnormal, there must be something, Asahi knows without thinking, this person must have something to ask him.

Sure enough, as she silently counted to ten, Sonoko said again: "Because Utako lives in a rented house alone, I was a little worried when she got sick and there was no one to take care of her, and I can't leave now, so..."

"So let me visit?" Helping her say the rest, Asahi rubbed the center of his brow.

If it wasn't intentional, it was because of an illness and he had been told beforehand, then his depression would have disappeared, which was understandable. But it would be better to say that the person he should be looking for is Sonoko.

"Please!"

This request sounded very sincere on the surface, but Asahi was sure that what Sonoko was thinking in her heart was "to make a compromise now, and wait for the old lady to let go of her hands before coming to deal with you, and dare to molest me".

After all, after hanging out for so long, how could he not understand Sonoko?

However, when the time comes, it is not yet certain who will clean up after whom.

Asahi didn't say much: "What's the address?"

Soon, he got the specific address from Sonoko, turned around, and got into a taxi.

Although taxis in Japan are a bit expensive, they are within an acceptable range.

In exchange for some of Asahi's works including other income, even if he buys a house in the Chiyoda District, Tokyo... Ahem, forget it in the Chiyoda District.

The land price there was changed to RMB, which was nearly 300,000 yuan per square meter, which was a bit unbearable.

Shinjuku or Shibuya are slightly better, barely acceptable.

Based on his work, his monthly income was around 10 million yen, equivalent to around 700,000 RMB, not even including the monthly cash.

Most light novelists can't reach his level, but if Asahi is willing to work harder, his income can double.

But recently he was pondering whether it was not good to just live like this. Now that he has come to this world, if he doesn't do something, he always feels a little empty.

It's just that he hasn't set a goal for now, so he'll think about it later.

While calming down, Asahi got out of the taxi, and his goal was achieved.

It should be considered a suburb.

In a small town, there are not many pedestrians on the street. In front of it is a Japanese-style low-rise apartment.

Asahi's first impression was that it was small. If you look from the outside, it is estimated that the rental house is less than forty or fifty square meters.

The environment is good, and there is almost no chaos, Kasumigaoka Utaha chose this place after considering it.

After all, she had just debuted and had no spare cash to rent a good venue.

If Asahi remembers correctly, Utaha's first work was [Love Metronome], even having a crisis that was nearly cut in half.

Later, it was revived with the help of publicity, and finally achieved good results, selling 500,000 copies in five volumes.

Even though this amount is only a small part of Asahi's sales.

"No elevator." He complained and went up to the fourth floor according to the door number Sonoko had given him.

Walk side by side until he stops at the innermost door on the right.

"This is it." After confirming that the house number on it was exactly the same as Sonoko said, Asahi stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

After pressing it three times in succession, a wary voice sounded from within: "Who?"

As there was no peephole in the door to see what was going on outside, Asahi immediately heard the sound of a metal chain being hung on the back of the door.

The door is open!

The owner behind the door carefully stuck his head out from the crack of the door to observe the visitor.

Unlike Utaha in Asahi's impression, the girl in front of him was not wearing a white headband on her head, her face was red with sickness, and only her upper body could be seen wearing a tracksuit.

Her burgundy eyes stared at him warily, but she stared at him clearly, and looked stunned.

While he was dumbfounded, Asahi took the initiative to say: "Hello, I thought you should have seen my photo at Sonoko-san's place. This is the first time we have met and introduced ourselves. My name is Hasegawa Asahi, didn't invite me in?"

Only then did the girl realize that it was extremely impolite to chase guests away. She quickly removed the iron chain and opened the door completely: "Sorry, I didn't know it was you."

"It's okay, a girl has to pay special attention to safety when she's alone outside, and I learned from Sonoko-san that you were sick." Asahi took off her shoes at the entrance, but couldn't find sandals for them.

It was then that he remembered that Kasumigaoka Utaha, despite being excellent, had ranked first in the school year since entering the school, and became the object of student aspirations. But she had no friends, and there was no need to prepare guest slippers.

Seeing this, Utaha took off her pink slippers: "If you don't mind, use mine."

Due to his illness, his head still hurt a bit, and his reactions became much slower.

"No, I can go barefoot." Asahi immediately refused.

Not to mention that the pink sandals were too feminine and awkward to wear, and the fact that the floor was cold and the other party was sick made him disapprove.