Even with chuunibyou, let's learn together!

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After all, it was the first day of the trip, and she didn't want to let a few words affect her and Hayakawa's mood, which would leave a regret for their entire high school life.

"I'm fine..."

Hayakawa paused for a moment, then said, "Let's order the one you mentioned. It has a pretty long name, it should be good."

"Ah."

Fumino Furuhashi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again.

Hayakawa silently avoided his gaze, sighing inwardly.

Even if you care so much about traveling, this trip will ultimately not be perfect because you are born free and unbound by shackles, and you will eventually run away.

You have your travel plans, and I have my spiritual practice plans; we can't do them together.

Just like you have your path and I have mine, we each go our own way. We were together in high school, but after graduation we still have to go our separate ways.

Just like when I was in elementary school.

Life is barely alright now, but it probably won't last long.

"..."

Hayakawa pursed her lips and silently turned her head toward the aisle beside her.

It’s really…

……

The noodles ordered by the three people arrived shortly afterward.

The signboard for the noodle dish ordered by Furuhashi was actually ordered by Furuhashi herself, while the noodle dish ordered by Ogata Riju was called "Special Hokkaido Udon with Three Kinds of Cheese Crumbs".

It's here! It features Hokkaido and has an incredibly long name.

"Udon again,"

Hayakawa glanced at the thick udon noodles in Ogata Rizu's large bowl and his eye twitched slightly: "Haven't you had enough of eating this every day?"

"will not."

Rizu Ogata shook her head, picked up her chopsticks, and slurped her noodles: "Because I've been used to it since I was little, I don't dislike it."

"Let's not discuss Ri-chan's hobbies,"

Fumino Furuhashi said something, silently separated her chopsticks, put her hands together and whispered, "I'm starting to eat," before carefully lowering her head to eat her noodles.

"good to eat."

Fumino Furuhashi's eyes lit up, and she ate noticeably faster: "The seafood is very fresh, without any off-flavors, and the seasoning is excellent; it's exactly my type..."

Hayakawa also took a couple of bites, but his expression didn't change much. He casually said, "It's alright."

He was pampered and spoiled since childhood, and the food at this tourist spot was not even as good as what his family's chef could provide, so naturally, he didn't react at all.

Moreover, Hayakawa possessed a heart as firm as iron, rejecting all desires.

"Very novel,"

Rizu Ogata's reaction was much more unusual. She took a serious bite of her udon noodles, savoring the soup and cheese topping, and then said with a serious expression, "I feel like I could learn from this."

Chapter 261 Turning Against Each Other and Preparations for Cultivation

"I feel like there's so much I can learn from this."

Rizu Ogata ate her noodles with such seriousness that it was as if she were in a laboratory, not a restaurant.

"study?"

Upon hearing those two words, Hayakawa's lazy demeanor immediately turned serious, and he asked with a stern face, "What makes you say that?"

"That's right. The udon noodles at our restaurant are mostly lightly salty. The broth is made with bonito flakes, kelp, shiitake mushrooms, etc. The resulting broth is mild, with a subtle sweet and salty flavor that won't overstimulate the taste buds. It suits the taste of a small restaurant like ours. Our customers are mainly city dwellers, such as students or office workers. After a long day of studying or working, they're tired, so we can't use spicy food to further agitate them..."

Rizu Ogata explained earnestly, “This is the kind of food we eat at small restaurants in our ordinary city. But when I came to this restaurant today, I found that the food in tourist cities is completely different. The soup is rich and flavorful, probably made with dried scallops and clams. The three kinds of cheese are also very sweet and unique. How should I put it? It’s all about novelty. The most important experience that food in tourist cities needs to give people is novelty. After all, people come here with great enthusiasm, seeking excitement and freshness. If they come all the way here just for the taste of the masses, then anyone would feel like they’ve wasted their trip.”

"I think...at tourist attractions, even bad food is better than average food,"

Ogata hesitated for a moment, then said, "Being bad can be excused by having a unique flavor, but being ordinary is truly mediocre."

"Um…"

Hayakawa blinked upon hearing this, frowned as he pondered Ogata Riju's words, and couldn't help but recall his own youthful days as a child emperor.

At that time, with no hope of escape, he was in a dark and furious state, basically ignoring everyone around him. Even his parents didn't dare to provoke young master Hayakawa, let alone anyone else.

Hayakawa, who was about to enter his third year of junior high school, entered a rebellious phase (which continues to this day). Every day, his left cheek was marked with provocation and his right cheek with troublemaking. He exuded a violent aura and looked like he was about to hang himself all day long. This caused sighs and complaints every day in the villa, and the people were living in misery. The "common people" dared not speak out and shed countless tears in silence.

Especially in terms of cooking, Hayakawa didn't like to eat much to begin with. She usually preferred to eat some liquid food and vitamin capsules. This time, she was in a bad mood and didn't eat at all. She could only eat one meal out of three a day, and even then, she could only eat a few bites. She was almost going on to starve herself, which made the chefs at the time very anxious. They had no choice but to change the dishes for each meal to restore Hayakawa's appetite.

Now Hayakawa finally recalled that it was the novelty that made him realize that the food he ate each time was completely different. The subtle anticipation he felt before each meal helped to alleviate the frustration he felt at the time due to his failed escape attempt and transfer schools.

I see…

Hayakawa suddenly realized, then frowned.

That chef... dared to corrupt my will through such subtle means, and it actually worked. Luckily it was me; I managed to get back on the right path through my own efforts. I don't know what would have happened if it had been someone else.

This person cannot be allowed to live.

Hayakawa's expression gradually turned cold. He absolutely could not allow such a treacherous person to appear around him. Although he didn't know if the man was still employed by the Hayakawa family after all these years, if he wasn't, that would be fine. If he was, he had to be eliminated immediately.

Did they think that because it happened a few years ago, they could get away with it?

Justice may be delayed, but it will never be absent. All evil will be brought to justice!

"Ugh…"

Hayakawa sighed softly, and couldn't help but marvel at his own greatness. He had easily discovered a criminal undercover agent who had been hiding for several years through just a small incident in his life. He thought his keen eyes could be considered those of a famous detective.

Rizu Ogata, unaware that her few words had caused a chef to suffer unnecessarily, continued earnestly, "Although our cooking style isn't really suitable for tourist attractions, we can still create a menu. Maybe some people will like it. Adding cheese to noodles shouldn't be too difficult, right? And there are other things too..."

"It's pretty good."

Hayakawa was in high spirits after discovering the traitor, and was reluctant to praise Ogata Risu, saying, "Ogata, being able to find details in the corners of life that can help you is already a sign of wisdom."

"Hehe~"

Rizu Ogata blushed slightly at the praise and lowered her head, giggling foolishly.

"Rika is amazing!"

Fumino Furuhashi, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but praise, "Uncle will definitely be very happy now. His daughter has discovered an improved way to make udon noodles."

Rizu Ogata turned her head away: "Tch~"

Fumino Furuhashi: "???"

Did she just click her tongue? Did Ri-chan just click her tongue at me dismissively?

It must be my imagination...

Fumino Furuhashi looked at Riju Ogata with some uncertainty, then shook her head vigorously and smiled again.

It must be my imagination. I didn't do anything to Ri-chan, so why is she being so cold to me?

We are comrades-in-arms in our studies, and lifelong friends!!

Let's go back together after we finish eating.

Fumino Furuhashi smiled and said, "We can play cards or something together, aren't you looking forward to it?"

Rizu Ogata glanced at her and said, "Oh."

Fumino Furuhashi: "..."

It wasn't just my imagination!

"Ahhhhh..."

Fumino Furuhashi let out an inorganic scream, staring in terror at Riju Ogata, who turned her head away and refused to look at her. She was lost in confusion and despair.

Why? When did I offend Riko so much that she developed such a strong dislike for me, and she didn't even react to her favorite board game anymore?

He was just chatting away with Hayakawa, but when it came to me, he just scoffed and said "oh." This differential treatment is too obvious. Am I really not even as good as Hayakawa?

I actually knew Riko-chan much earlier...

Eeyore!!!

Fumino Furuhashi felt tears streaming down her face, as if she had fallen into an ocean whirlpool and was being swept away by the swirling currents into bottomless darkness. Her desire to eat noodles completely vanished.

"call…"

Hayakawa placed his chopsticks on the edge of the bowl and muttered to himself.

"I'm done eating."

……

"Time for cultivation is up!"

"I want to cultivate myself, I want to cultivate myself!"

Hayakawa hummed a cheerful song as he packed his luggage in his room, preparing to leave for the temple first thing tomorrow morning.

My luggage was very simple, just one set of clothes. After all, I was going to the temple all alone and couldn't bring any other things, not even my phone.

In addition, he wrote a letter to Guqiao and the others in his room, explaining the reason for his departure. His words were precise and intense, and he made it clear that he felt uncomfortable if he did not go to the temple for arduous practice.

Chapter 262 Let's Make Up

I left a letter explaining the reason. By the time they saw the letter, they had no idea where I was. Moreover, they couldn't use their phones in the temple, so they couldn't contact me at all and couldn't catch me.

I am a person of great wisdom.

Hayakawa felt smug and kept pricking his temples with his index finger. In his pleasant mood, he packed his things even faster.

"dong dong dong~"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

Hearing the sound, Hayakawa frowned and looked towards the door.

Who is disturbing me at this time? Don't they know that this is the crucial moment to prepare for my escape?

Hayakawa walked a few steps to the entrance of the hotel room, opened the door, and saw Fumino Furuhashi standing prettily at the door.

Her skin was as white and luxurious as silk. Her eyes were an endless expanse of deep color, sparkling with her favorite hue, the color of the brightest starry sky, dazzlingly bright. The lines of her pretty face were smooth, and her blue hair had natural waves and curves, falling across her face, making one want to gently stroke those strands with fingertips. Following her exquisite face down was her delicate, snow-white neck.

Looking further down…

Ok…

"What are you here for?"

Hayakawa's previously agitated heart calmed down, even becoming somewhat listless. He stood expressionless in the doorway and said, "It's already quite late."

"Hayakawa, I...I..."

As soon as Fumino saw Hayakawa come out of the door, her strange expression instantly changed. Her beautiful eyes glistened as if tears were about to fall, and she looked up at Hayakawa with a pitiful expression: "Ri...Ri-chan!"

"Rika suddenly stopped talking to me."

Hayakawa: "..."

I'm very sorry, but this is the least important thing to me this century, so could you please go ahead first?

Just as Hayakawa was about to answer, he suddenly frowned as if he had thought of something.

It doesn't seem to be that simple.

Hayakawa's expression changed slightly. He lowered his head and began to think deeply, once again employing his great wisdom.

Thinking about it carefully, their bad relationship is a big problem for me.

Hayakawa couldn't help but recall his youthful days as a child emperor, running away from home under the setting sun—that was his lost youth… uh, I digress.

In short, after his failed attempt to run away from home, his parents were afraid that he would run away again during his rebellious phase. So they transferred him to a better school and stayed home with him, hoping to heal Hayakawa's wounded young heart through the power of family love.

However, the Emperor's resolve was unwavering, and trying to influence him was no different from trying to influence a stubborn rock. His painstaking efforts to transfer schools only backfired, making Hayakawa's heart even more closed off.

During that time, his parents were often at home. Although Hayakawa didn't pay much attention to them, he overheard their conversations, such as discussing politics and officials. This was the beginning of his ability to "control" others.