Tokyo: Something's wrong with my label

Chapter 132 [Mastery of Tea Making] and [Tea Master]

Chapter 132 [Mastery of Tea Making] and [Tea Master]

"Fujiwara-kun, are you here?"

Yasushi Aragaki imitated Mashiro Fujiwara's tone in the past, sat in front of his desk, and spoke to Mashiro Fujiwara.

Fujiwara Mashiro felt a bit strange in his heart as he listened to the voice in his ears.

This made her not know what to say for a moment.

He answered subconsciously and then sat on the sofa nearby.

At this time, Aragaki Yasushi, like Fujiwara Mashiro in the past, walked to the side of the cupboard, took out the teapot and teacup, and brewed black tea.

He took some tea leaves from the tea can and put it into the teapot. He poured boiling water into it and the tea leaves began to tumble in the pot, releasing a richer aroma.

As Aragaki walked toward the sofa, he gently shook the teapot, allowing the tea leaves to fully stretch and communicate deeply with the water.

When he walked in front of Fujiwara Mashiro, he poured tea into an exquisite tea cup.

The tea was clear and bright, exuding a light fragrance and revealing a touch of orange-red, just like the sunset outside the window.

"please."

After Aragaki poured himself a cup of tea, he spoke to Fujiwara Mashiro.

Hearing this, Mashiro Fujiwara picked up the teacup and took a sip, with an expression of satisfaction and enjoyment on his face.

"Aragaki-san is good at making tea."

This is the second time Fujiwara Mashiro drinks black tea brewed by Aragaki himself.

The last time was last week, when she was busy reviewing and forgot to make tea for the members of the student council.

Aragaki Yasu took the initiative to do it for him.

Last time, Fujiwara Mashiro had a feeling that Aragaki Yasushi's tea-making skills were good and not inferior to his own.

Aragaki Jing shook his head and said indifferently: "The president's tea is good."

Although he said this, Aragaki's eyes stayed on his own label.

I could see that among the tags worn by Aragaki Yasushi, [Housework Mastery] was shining faintly.

In a sense, making tea is considered as part of housework.

With the tag of "Housework Proficient", Aragaki Yasushi's tea-making skills are at least not too bad.

Moreover, maybe other tea-related labels will be condensed.

Just after Aragaki's idea came to his mind, he suddenly looked at the tab bar on the side.

Among the ordinary labels, a new label appeared.

【Mastery of making tea】

“You’re not [proficient in tea art]?”

Aragaki Jing's heart moved slightly, feeling a little pity.

"Probably because tea art doesn't just include making tea."

“And tea art has other meanings.”

"Just like the label [Tauren] does not only refer to the monster Tauren."

"However, if I have a good tag in hand, maybe I can synthesize a tag like [Master of Tea Art]."

"But that kind of label is usually gender-specific."

"It's not easy to get it through normal channels."

Aragaki Yasu retracted his thoughts and continued to look at Fujiwara Mashiro in front of him.

Fujiwara Mashiro was holding a cup of black tea that was about a third full in both hands, staring at the calm water surface, seemingly in a daze?

"Fujiwara-kun, how did you do in the midterm exam?"

Aragaki Yasushi's voice woke Fujiwara Mashiro.

"well enough."

Fujiwara Mashiro raised his head and said calmly.

For a moment, there was some silence between the two.

Just when Aragaki Yasu was about to take out his mobile phone to watch videos.

A somewhat erratic sound of footsteps appeared outside the student union room.

Aragaki Jing raised his head slightly, he had already sensed the identity of the visitor.

The next moment, the door to the student union room was pushed open from the outside.

Yuta Kurokawa appeared at the door with a tired face, his schoolbag slung over his shoulder, and his steps were slightly heavy, as if he was carrying endless fatigue.

Aragaki Yasushi was about to give Kurokawa Yuta a cup of tea.

Fujiwara Mashiro took over his responsibilities again, picked up the teapot and poured a cup for Kurokawa Yuta.

Kurokawa Yuta sat down next to Aragaki Yasushi, took the cup of black tea, and said casually: "Thank you."

His voice was slightly hoarse, obviously exhausted by the midterm exams over the past few days.

"Eh?"

"It tastes better than usual."

Maybe Kurokawa Yuta just said it casually.

However, Fujiwara Mashiro seemed to be a little concerned about this comment, and she frowned slightly.

However, it soon recovered.

Aragaki Yasu smiled proudly when he heard Kurokawa Yuta's comments.

"Of course, I brewed this tea myself."

"Ah?" Kurokawa Yuta obviously didn't expect that this cup of tea was brewed by Aragaki Yasu, and there was a trace of surprise on his face.

Then, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "It's just average. I can barely drink it, so I can make do with it."

“A cow chews a peony and doesn’t know how to appreciate it.”

"Yes Yes Yes."

Kurokawa Yuta casually dealt with it.

Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, he looked at Aragaki Jing, and spoke with malicious intent.

"Aragaki, we have finished the exam, let's check the answers."

Aragaki glanced at him doubtfully, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Okay, no problem."

"it is good!"

"Let's get the math right first."

Kurokawa Yuta said excitedly. Unexpectedly, Aragaki Yasu agreed this time.

Doesn't this mean that I can show off a lot?

Finally, it was finally his favorite part.

Later, the two fiercely argued about the answer in the student union.

Although neither of them is a genius boy with a photographic memory, Aragaki's epic label "Traveler" only allows him to completely remember the memories of his previous life.

It didn't give him the ability to have "photographic memory".

But when Aragaki Yasushi and Kurokawa Yuta discussed with each other, they were able to recall the contents of some test questions.

Mashiro Fujiwara, at first, just sat aside and listened to the discussion between the two.

But as the discussion between the two became more intense, and after noticing some of Aragaki Yasushi's answers.

Fujiwara Mashiro also participated in the discussion between the two.

"How could this question be done like this?"

Kurokawa Yuta looked at Aragaki Yasushi unconvinced.

"You definitely did something wrong!"

Yasushi Aragaki did not refute directly, but looked at Mashiro Fujiwara on the other side.

Fujiwara Mashiro was currently staring at a scrap of paper in front of him. After noticing Aragaki's gaze, she nodded towards Aragaki.

"Aragaki-san did it without any problem."

Hearing this, Yasushi Aragaki glanced at Yuta Kurokawa provocatively.

"Look, I didn't do anything wrong."

"what?"

Kurokawa Yuta's face was full of shock, and he fell into self-isolation.

If Yasu Aragaki got this question right, wouldn't it mean that his math scores were not as good as Yasu Aragaki's?

Although Kurokawa Yuta's overall performance is not very good among Jindaiin.

But as a partial subject student, Kurokawa Yuta's math scores are quite good, and he can at least be ranked among the top 50 in the school.

He never expected that Yasushi Aragaki's math scores would be even better than his own this time.

Moreover, what Aragaki said was clear and logical, and it didn’t feel like he had made a cheat sheet.

Fujiwara Mashiro put down the draft paper in his hand and looked at Aragaki Yasushi.

There was also a bit of surprise on her face.

"Aragaki-san did well in this midterm exam."

Aragaki Jing nodded: "It's not bad."

"I feel that Aragaki-san can be among the top ten in the school this time."

Fujiwara Mashiro praised.

But in his heart, Fujiwara Mashiro felt a little lonely.

Because she was surprised to find that Aragaki Yasushi's answers were not much different even compared to hers.

At most, the difference is only a dozen points.

"I have reviewed it carefully."

……

On the second day of the midterm exam, swimming lessons started for Grade 1 Class B.

Like other physical education classes, swimming classes are also held in two classes at the same time.

This time, Class D is in class together with Class B.

That is, the class of Yamaura Kyoko and Miyasaka Hayami.

But unlike usual physical education classes, there are two physical education teachers in swimming classes, one male and one female, who are responsible for teaching male and female students respectively.

The male teacher in charge of teaching Aragaki Yasu and the others today is Yukio Toyama, who is usually Aragaki Yasu's physical education teacher.

He is a middle-aged man with dark skin and a strong build. When he was invigilating the exam, he had invigilated the Chinese language subject for Yasushi Aragaki.

Arriving near the swimming pool, Aragaki Yasushi and the other boys came to the locker room, changed into swimming trunks and put on swimming caps.

Although boys generally do not need swimming caps, Jindai-in does not restrict boys from having long hair.

There are also boys with longer hair like Yuta Kurokawa.

Therefore, you still need to wear a swimming cap when swimming, which can not only protect your hair to a certain extent, but also avoid certain accidents.

When changing his swimsuit, Kurokawa Yuta sat next to Aragaki Yasushi and changed clothes.

As he unbuttoned his shirt and changed his clothes, he muttered to Aragaki Yasu, seemingly dissatisfied.

"Really, it doesn't matter if men and women are separated. Why are the locker rooms so far away?"

Unlike the locker rooms in previous classes, this time the locker rooms between male and female students are also far apart.

It's impossible to go out and meet girls who have changed into swimsuits like before.

"Just be content, it's just a little distance."

"I heard that in some schools, when swimming classes are held, boys and girls take classes directly separately, not in the same swimming pool."

Tachibana Shinji from the volleyball club took over. While answering Kurokawa Yuta's complaints, Tachibana Shinji took off his shirt, revealing some abdominal muscles hidden under his short sleeves.

"Indeed, one must be content."

Aragaki nodded and stood barefoot on the floor. He was wearing the same pure black swimming trunks as everyone else, revealing eight perfect abdominal muscles.

The sunlight shines on him through the window, reflecting the texture of his muscles and highlighting the beauty of his lines, as if every muscle is telling his hard work and persistence.

"Oh, it's just worse than it is."

Kurokawa Yuta shook his head.

Suddenly, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Tachibana Shinji's abdominal muscles.

Kurokawa Yuta glanced at his abdomen again.

Although Yuta Kurokawa can't be called fat, he is even a little thin.

But on his abdomen, there were no obvious abdominal muscles.

Kurokawa Yuta was stunned.

"I actually have abdominal muscles..." Yuta Kurokawa muttered to himself.

He is from the volleyball club and trains every day, so having abdominal muscles shouldn't be a big problem.

Kurokawa Yuta shook his head, trying to get rid of the inexplicable feeling of frustration.

Where is Aragaki Yasushi?

In my memory, although Aragaki Yasushi had abdominal muscles during his junior high school days, he only had one abdominal muscle.

In his words, the ninety-nine have returned to one.

When Kurokawa Yuta turned his head, his expression changed again.

His eyes fell on Aragaki Jing's well-defined abdominal muscles. Each muscle seemed to have been carefully sculpted, exuding the unique charm of men.

If these abdominal muscles were photographed, they could be put on the cover of a magazine.

Ok?

Why does Aragaki Yasushi have abdominal muscles?

At this moment, Kurokawa Yuta felt bad all over.

Looking around, you are the only one who is useless, right?

Tachibana Shinji's eyes also stayed on Aragaki Yasushi at this time.

Of course, his eyes were not just focused on Aragaki's abdominal muscles like Yuta Kurokawa, but he was looking at Aragaki's toned body.

He was wearing simple swimming trunks, but they couldn't hide his toned muscle lines. Instead, they gave every muscle a chance to show off.

Every muscle is full of strength and beauty, as if it were a carefully crafted work of art.

Not only are the abdominal muscles clearly visible and well-defined, giving people a strong feeling, but his chest muscles are thick, powerful and quite strong.

Tachibana Shinji couldn't help but sigh: "Aragaki-kun, your figure is really outstanding."

Aragaki Jing smiled slightly and replied humbly: "No, I still need to work harder."

But deep down in my heart, I couldn't help but feel a bit strange.

Aragaki Yasushi and Tachibana Shinji stood beside Kurokawa Yuta, carrying him out of the locker room and to the swimming pool.

At this time, physical education teacher Yukio Toyama was standing by the swimming pool waiting for them. He had already put on swimming trunks and a swimming cap, and had a whistle hanging around his neck.

Although he is slightly overweight, Totoyama Yukio's figure is still strong and powerful, and his muscle lines are clearly visible. His shoulders are broad, his chest is thick, and his arm muscles are smooth, giving people a sense of calmness and strength.

After noticing Aragaki Yasushi coming out, Totoyama Yukio looked at Aragaki Yasu, with some admiration in his eyes.

"Aragaki-san, have you joined the club?"

Totoyama Yukio walked next to Aragaki Yasuo without concealing his intentions.

In his opinion, if a promising young man like Yasu Aragaki does not join a sports club, it will not only be a loss for the school, but also a huge waste for Yasu Aragaki himself.

"Teacher Gaishan, I have joined two clubs and the student union." Aragaki Yasushi didn't hide it, it was not a secret.

Moreover, Toyama Yukio's intention was not concealed, so Aragaki Yasushi naturally guessed it.

Yukio Toyama was slightly startled when he heard this.

It is quite rare for students like Aragaki Yasushi to join two clubs at the same time after joining the student union.

"What club did you join? Is there a sports club?"

Yukio Toyama asked.

(End of this chapter)

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