In Japan, there is also wonton. In the past, Japan sent envoys to Tang Dynasty China and brought back a series of noodle products such as suobing, bentuan, and wonton. However, after thousands of years of development in Japan, everything has become chaotic. The word "wonton" has transformed into "udon" noodles, and the real wonton has a new name that sounds similar to "wandan".
The wontons made by Kiyomi Kako are quite strange. She looks at the rolling dough and minced meat in the pot, and then looks at the completed dish in the recipe. She feels that there is a huge difference between the two. She hesitates whether to continue adding small shrimps and seaweed, or to make a bold move and improve it by adding tomato slices, cucumber strips, large prawns, and eggs to make a vegetable and seafood soup.
"Good morning, Mom."
Kiyomi Ruri, with her hair neatly combed, shows her face at the kitchen door. She expressed her true feelings last night, and the intimacy between mother and daughter increased by 100. But after a night's sleep, the moment of true feelings has passed, and meeting again suddenly feels a bit awkward. Her toes can't help but pick at the tatami mat.
Kiyomi Kako is not bothered by it. She looks at her eldest daughter with great tenderness and says softly, "Good morning. Just wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon."
Kiyomi Ruri doesn't leave immediately. She looks at the steaming pot and curiously asks, "It smells delicious, Mom. What are we having for breakfast?"
Kiyomi Kako turns her head and looks at the steaming pot, ponders for a moment, and then smiles, "It's a special Chinese cuisine called 'Love in the Heart'. It's a dish made with noodles, minced meat, vegetables, and seafood soup. I made it especially for you!"
After more than ten minutes, Kiyomi Ruri leaves home with a full stomach. The intimacy between mother and daughter decreases by 10. Suddenly, she doesn't like her mother as much as before. The breakfast today tastes strange. There are various half-cooked vegetables mixed with some cooked noodles and minced meat. It's neither sour nor salty nor sweet. It's sticky. There is even a boiled egg and an unpeeled shrimp at the bottom.
Strange, it's really strange.
She ponders over this peculiar breakfast and hurries to school. Just as she sits down at her seat, she looks up and sees "Exam" written on the left side of the blackboard and "Silence" written on the right side. She is taken aback and quickly asks the girl next to her, "What's going on? Why do we suddenly have an exam?"
The girl next to her looks at her strangely, "It was announced the day before yesterday!"
Damn, why don't I remember? Kiyomi Ruri can't believe it and says, "We just started school, it's only been half a month. How can we have exams already?"
The girl next to her is even more surprised, "It's a monthly exam. From now on, we will have one every month. The teacher said so."
Kiyomi Ruri is speechless. How can there be monthly exams in high school? Shouldn't one exam per semester be enough?
She quickly looks at Sawada Yūko's position and finds that they are quite far apart. It seems that they can't cheat off each other. In fact, even if they could, Sawada Yūko is not much better than her. Even if they sit together, who knows who would copy from whom!
Soon, the teacher comes in and casually hands out the test papers. This monthly exam is similar to a quiz, with fewer questions but higher scores. It can be completed in one class period. It is just to see the students' attitude towards learning this month. The assessment of academic ability will be conducted at the end of the semester.
Kiyomi Ruri has no choice but to take the exam in a daze. After a day of exams, everyone is exhausted. She waits for Nanahara Takeshi at the shoe locker for a while. When she sees Nanahara Takeshi coming down with a dejected look, she feels a little relieved.
She eagerly asks, "Did you not do well on the exam either?"
"It's average. I just scribbled randomly!" Nanahara Takeshi sighs deeply, "There's a guy in our class who farts when he gets nervous. He farted all day today. Luckily, I cheated and got a seat by the window, otherwise I would have died in the classroom today."
Kiyomi Ruri can't understand the hardships of his daily life, but from what he says, it seems that he didn't do well on the exam either. It's not a big deal to have a difficult brother by her side.
Her mood immediately improves, and she grabs her school bag, ready to go meet Nakano Eri and Aokawa Mariko. The task has been completed, and they must give the client an explanation. The client is still too scared to go home!
They went home first to get the box of second-hand goods, made a phone call, and then went to the "Tea House", an old-fashioned coffee shop, to wait. It didn't take long for Aokawa Mariko and Nakano Eri to arrive one after another. Nanahara Takeshi directly took out the "Crime Scene Sound Effects Tape" from Kameda Atsushi and smiled at Aokawa Mariko, "We found the culprit. Your grandmother accidentally bought the music tape that the victim liked the most, which caused her to have continuous nightmares."
"Because of this tape?" Aokawa Mariko doesn't even want to touch it. She leans back slightly and observes cautiously.
"Yes, there must be a lot of the victim's fingerprints on it. If you're not sure, you can ask Nakano-san to help check." Nanahara Takeshi has always had a good attitude towards clients and is very patient. He has the demeanor of an honest businessman. "You can rest assured and go back to your place. There won't be any more problems. If there are any, I can give you a full refund."
"No need, I trust you. Then, please take care of this tape!" Aokawa Mariko feels that Nanahara Takeshi wouldn't lie about this. After all, her good friend Nakano Eri can easily check the fingerprints. As long as the problem is solved, she will feel relieved. Although Nanahara Takeshi is a very young exorcist, he is efficient and has a great attitude. She can look for him again if she encounters any more ghosts.Nakano Eri adjusted her glasses and carefully examined the cassette, but she didn't say much. After all, she wasn't the victim, so this matter didn't concern her much. The four of them chatted for a while, and Aokawa Mariko mentioned that she wanted to buy a "Nanahara Daifukujin" amulet. Her grandmother had been wearing one and felt refreshed and smelled great. She thought it was nice and wanted one too.
Nanahara Takeshi didn't care about the small amount of money and generously gave her one. With this task completed, he should be able to receive a five-star review.
Nanahara Takeshi was satisfied with this and didn't rush to leave after bidding farewell to the two skeletons. He continued to sit there and drink his purified water. Kiyomi Ruri finished her juice and waited for a while before curiously asking, "Aren't we going back?"
"We're almost done, just waiting for someone."
As Nanahara Takeshi spoke, the door of the teahouse was pushed open. The new journalist, Takura Sanae, came in carrying her large helmet. She glanced around and then sat down, eagerly asking, "Nanahara, what's the matter?"
Nanahara Takeshi smiled and said, "Of course, there's big news."
...
Half an hour later, Nanahara Takeshi and Takura Sanae collaborated to fabricate an outline for a special report titled "Psychic Detective: Secrets of Demon Exorcism." They were ready to continue deceiving hundreds of thousands of readers in Pingleiye.
Takura Sanae was very satisfied and found the special report exciting and newsworthy. She left and rode her beloved scooter, heading straight to the detention center to apply for an interview with Aiomari Harumitsu. She planned to start with the strange dreams of an anonymous old lady and then expand to the tragic fate of the anonymous victim who was deceived and subsequently murdered. She would also harshly criticize a somewhat famous company for its lack of moral standards and its cruel methods of abandoning old employees, demanding an immediate public apology!
There was potential in this story. A fraudulent resignation alone wouldn't attract much attention, but with the addition of supernatural elements, readers would definitely be interested. They might even become angry after reading it, which could lead to societal reflection and bring fame to herself.
Indeed, Nanahara Takeshi, the Psychic Detective, was reliable. She would praise him a bit more in the report.
As Takura Sanae sped away at the speed of a car accident, she laughed maniacally. Ha ha ha! Kiyomi Ruri watched her disappear around the street corner, worried that her photo would appear in the newspaper tomorrow. Then she turned to Nanahara Takeshi and, for once, didn't make up any fake news about Tibetan Foxes. She simply curiously asked, "Are you trying to fight for compensation for Kameda-san's wife and children?"
If this report could really generate public pressure, Kameda's former company would probably go crazy. To restore their image, they would have to sacrifice a few scapegoats from the HR department. They might even provide excessive compensation for Kameda's voluntary resignation. Kiyomi Ruri could probably guess that.
"It's not compensation, it's what he deserves. He worked for that company for twenty years, and it's fine to lay off employees, but the HR department used underhanded methods. They need to be taught a lesson." Nanahara Takeshi turned around and headed home, saying lightly, "I shouldn't have gotten involved, but since I'm in this line of work and encountered it, I have to speak up for him."
Kiyomi Ruri's expression softened, and she quietly said behind him, "Yes, it's good to do that."
Nanahara Takeshi sighed, "There's no other way. I'm just too kind-hearted. It's a disease that needs to be cured."
Kiyomi Ruri didn't say anything more, but secretly rolled her eyes. She thought Nanahara Takeshi had a bit of a conscience, but not much. A spoonful was already a lot for him. However, he did just do a good deed, so she didn't need to criticize him.
...
The next day, Takura Sanae was very efficient and had accurate firsthand information. Combined with her ability to gather information from all over, the special report was quickly completed and published. It immediately sparked widespread reactions, and Kameda Atsushi's former company faced a public relations crisis.
The main issue was that Aiomari Harumitsu had also turned against them. The evidence in the hands of the prosecution was too strong, and they had everything they needed. The defense lawyer couldn't find a bizarre detective like Nanahara Takeshi to clarify the situation and obtain solid evidence for a retrial. Instead, they were advising him to confess, repent, and try to reduce his sentence by two years.
With things going this way, even the lawyer was giving up. Aiomari's small company was basically finished as well. He definitely didn't want to let the mastermind go and planned to drag the head of Kameda's former company's HR department down with him. He told everything to the approaching journalist, Takura Sanae, in great detail.
Hmm, he was worried that he wouldn't have a chance to speak, but now that the opportunity had come, he spoke in great detail. He even revealed two other victims of fraudulent resignations. Within two days, this matter had become a dog-eat-dog situation, creating quite a spectacle.
Kiyomi Ruri read the newspapers for a few days and was satisfied with the outcome. She felt that it was a good ending for this case. Meanwhile, Nanahara Takeshi was full of energy and vacuumed the room. Suddenly, there was an urgent delivery from a logistics company for Nanahara Takeshi. The recipient was labeled "Psychic Detective Nanahara."
Nanahara Takeshi looked at the package strangely and rubbed his chin, saying, "Strange, I don't think anyone would send me something."
Kiyomi Ruri, on the other hand, excitedly held the package and said, "Could it be that you have fans now? Famous detectives in detective stories usually have loyal fans. Your name has been mentioned frequently in the newspapers these past few days, so maybe someone has started to like you."
"It's possible, very possible!" Nanahara Takeshi also became happy. While instructing her to open the package, he smiled and said, "It would be best if it's a rich girl. I'll treat you to a free meal."
Kiyomi Ruri turned her back to him, disdainfully pursing her lips. She thought that if he really had fans, they would immediately burst into tears once they understood his true character, and without hesitation, they would turn from being fans to haters. Meanwhile, she absentmindedly opened the package and was instantly stunned by what she saw inside.
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