Bab 128: Late-night communication
Sayuri was worried about her job, while Takayuki was thinking about something else.
It was truly unexpected to hire a freshly graduated electrical engineer with bodyguard capabilities.
Should I give Sayuri double pay for this?
"That... I'll compensate for the damage to the door and floor, Takayuki, you..."
Takayuki interrupted Sayuri: "These are all trivial matters. The most important thing is that you're safe. The damage to the door and floor is minor. You protected this home. Without you, the damage to this home would have been much greater."
Sayuri had been fretting over the door and floor.
Takayuki had to explain to her patiently to reassure her.
Upon hearing Takayuki's words, Sayuri seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but she quickly became nervous again.
"Takayuki..."
"Yes?"
"Can I still continue working, right?"
"Of course, that's not related to your work. In fact, I should give you a bonus. You bravely protected the president's property and deserve encouragement. But it's best not to have a next time. If you encounter such a situation again, you should choose to escape rather than confront the other party."
Takayuki still remembered the half-faced appearance of the opponent.
How severe must that slap have been? People can be deceiving.
Although Sayuri appeared seemingly powerless, the reality was completely different.
The explosive power hidden in her somewhat fragile body was astonishing.
"No, it wasn't a slap, it was a knife hand strike, taught to me by my father. I treat the knife hand strike as my sword, wielding it forcefully against the enemy."
As Sayuri spoke, she gestured with her hand in the air, demonstrating the knife hand strike.
For a moment, Takayuki felt a sense of déjà vu.
Then he remembered.
The bald-headed Masashi Oda.
The first time he met Masashi Oda, there was a clear red mark on his head, exactly like the shape of a knife hand strike.
At the time, he didn't understand what had happened.
It turned out to be Sayuri's doing.
Masashi Oda had never mentioned it to him. Otherwise, he would have known much earlier, and wouldn't have just found out about Sayuri's hidden identity now.
Takayuki interrupted Sayuri's gestures and said, "Alright, you don't need to perform anymore. Anyway, as long as you're safe, the burglary at home is actually not a big deal."
Sayuri finally relaxed, realizing that Takayuki didn't intend to fire her.
In the past, whenever she revealed her extraordinary combat abilities, every man around her would instinctively distance themselves from her, without exception.
Of course, this was also related to her occasional 'stress reactions'.
Takayuki was one of the very few people who knew about these things and didn't mind.
Suddenly, she felt a little touched.
"Have you eaten? I saw half-eaten instant noodles. You probably haven't eaten enough yet, right?"
Sayuri blushed, then nodded slightly.
She was indeed hungry.
Especially after expending energy during the one-sided confrontation with the intruder.
Takayuki stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to a big meal. You can choose wherever you want. Consider it a reward for protecting the house. But I really hope there won't be a next time."
"Yeah yeah." Sayuri nodded repeatedly, feeling genuinely happy again.
Finding a place to eat supper at night wasn't difficult.
Due to Japan's prevalent culture of overtime work, most people could only finish work after ten o'clock.
At this time, roadside stalls serving oden or barbecue became their relaxation spots.
It seemed that having a little drink and snack here could completely dispel the day's frustrations.
The two quickly found a small but famous barbecue restaurant.
This was still one of the best places to eat at night in the memories of the original owner of the body, part of which included memories of eating with his ex-girlfriend at night.
But this was very unfamiliar to Takayuki.
Since Takayuki had already eaten about seventy to eighty percent before coming back, he didn't need to order much more. The main thing was to order some dishes for Sayuri.
Being treated by someone made Sayuri very happy, seemingly forgetting about what happened at home earlier.
Seeing the grilled meats served on the table one by one, Sayuri clasped her hands together and closed her eyes.
"I'm starting!"
After saying that, she picked up a piece of grilled meat and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing with a satisfied expression.
"Slow down, no one's competing with you." Takayuki chuckled.
"Boss, you're really generous. I was actually a bit afraid you would fire me because of this."
Takayuki said helplessly, "How could that be possible? You are now one of the key figures in our company. I won't easily let you go."
Upon hearing that he wouldn't easily let her go, Sayuri's chewing stopped for a moment, but quickly resumed.
"Speaking of which, you have never told me about your family's situation. When you came over during the New Year, you said there were many students at home, are they students from the kendo hall?"
Sayuri nodded, "Yes, it's that bunch of guys, all of them were trained by my father. In fact, they should be considered as master-disciple relationships."
In Japan, it seemed quite normal for disciples to go to their master's house to celebrate New Year's.
In the past, there might have been similar traditions in China as well, after all, Japan had been continuously learning from China before. However, it was now very difficult to see such traditions in China.
Takayuki nodded, "I see. So if you didn't come out to find a job by yourself, according to tradition, you would probably marry one of your father's disciples, and then your disciple would inherit the kendo hall?"
"Yeah, that's why as soon as I graduated, I stopped using any money from home. At the same time, I'm working hard to earn money to repay my family. I just don't want to be bound by my father. I also want to have my own life."
Sayuri sighed as she spoke, continuing to eat. In any case, her mouth would never stop.
"Every family has its own difficulties and troubles."
Takayuki couldn't help but recall his past life.
In his past life, he had many troubles as well.
But life always had its sunny side.
Takayuki had always believed in this.
Even though the 996 in his past life was very hard, he still managed to find joy in hardship.
Speaking of which, coming to this world, he hadn't escaped 996 either. Occasionally, he still needed to work hard.
But this was more for himself, and he felt very fulfilled.
"Takayuki."
At this moment, Sayuri looked at Takayuki seriously.
"Yes?"
"Thank you for giving me this job, giving me the ability to say no to my father, and thank you for accepting me."
"No need to thank me, it's the reward you earned through your own efforts."
This guy really doesn't understand anything.
Sayuri rolled her eyes inwardly, but couldn't help but smile slightly.
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