I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 99 Returning to Twenty Years Old

"Big shock! Young A single-handedly challenged hundreds of evil gang members, and no one could stop him."

Fujii looked down at the news on his phone. Except for his identity as a high school student, no information about him, codenamed Boy A, was leaked. However, Minister Ichikawa's gym has become famous. People have been signing up these days. His father, Ichikawa,

Long Ping is also out of the dangerous period and has developed on the bright side.

"It's done, Fujii-kun."

The gray-haired old woman behind the small shop packed up the oden ordered by Fujii and handed it to her.

"Thank you, Granny Noto."

Fujii has already paid, put away his mobile phone, and received tonight's dinner. After moving back to Tianhai's old house, he often buys and cooks food in this small shopping street nearby, and occasionally buys ready-made food.

food.

"Honey boss, please bring me some kelp strings."

A short man carrying a black suitcase appeared next to him, with a short build of less than 1.2 meters and a well-dressed suit pressed flat. He only took a look at it, and the black box in the short man's hand began to tremble.

Strange guy, are there living things in the box?

Fujii Shu didn't think much and turned around to leave.

"Hey! This kind of decathlete is not our customer. Be honest."

After Fujii's tree disappeared completely, Yoshimura Uber patted the black box a few times to quiet it down.

After paying cash, Yoshimura Uber finished tasting Noto's mother-in-law's kombu oden, smiled with satisfaction, and handed over his business card.

"I'm a salesman, fair trade, one thing for another, genuine goods."

"You should need this. In exchange, I will get your excellent cooking skills."

He took out a lipstick from the black box. It was ordinary, like a popular item in a 100-yen store.

"I don't need sales, it's all lies."

Granny Noto thought that this was a salesman who traveled all over the street and used some low-level deception techniques to defraud housewives and the elderly out of their money. She had seen this kind of person all the time.

"That's really a pity. Miss Noto Kiko, when she was young, she was a famous beauty. Now beauty is getting old, and she has to miss the opportunity to become younger."

Yoshimura Uber took out a black and white photo. The bright and moving beauty on it looked somewhat similar to the Noto mother-in-law in front of her.

"Where did you get it? It was obviously burned."

Grandma Noto stretched out her trembling hand and took the photo. This photo was destroyed in a fire more than 20 years ago, so why is it still here?

"Signing a contract to exchange cooking skills and lipstick will be beneficial to you. Apply it and you can maintain your youth for three days. How about it? Are you excited?"

Taking out a piece of paper from the black box, with the conditions of the transaction simply written on it, Yoshimura pointed at the signature and gestured to press it with his finger.

The lipstick he took out in advance was suspended in the air, like magic.

By some strange coincidence, Granny Noto pressed her fingerprints, and the piece of paper spontaneously ignited without wind and turned into fly ash and got into the black box of Yoshimura Uber. The lipstick fell into her palm. When she looked up again, the mysterious salesman had disappeared.

Three days of youth?

Grandma Noto, who was over sixty years old, looked at the lipstick lying quietly in her palm and thought silently.

After closing the shop on the first floor, Grandma Noto went up to the second floor and dug out her favorite printed butterfly dress from the bottom of the cupboard. She was 1.67 meters tall when she was young. She was considered tall during the Showa period. As she got older,

Later, I could barely maintain my height of 1.6 meters, and my figure was no longer as slender as before.

In the floor-to-ceiling mirror of the bedroom, an old man wearing a light yellow dress, his skin is full of wrinkles, and scattered brown age spots appear on his dry and dull face. Only the kindness between his eyebrows still has a little bit of his former look.

Is it really possible? To become younger?

Noto's mother-in-law turned away her lipstick suspiciously. The bright red color was different from her, an old woman in the sunset, and exuded a eye-catching and seductive color.

She applied lipstick doubtfully, and when she pursed her lips, a stream of heat spread from the applied area, and she immediately lost consciousness and passed out.

And when the sun set outside the window and starlight spilled into the bedroom, the young woman with black hair reaching her waist on the ground faintly woke up.

Ah?! Have you really become younger? And your skin seems to have gotten better too!

Noto Kiko stood up and looked at the floor mirror, reaching out to touch the woman in the mirror. She was in her early twenties, with long flowing hair, a delicate and generous face, and a unique bright temperament, no worse than the top female idols of the Showa era.

There is a tear mole in the corner of her eye, which adds to her beauty. Her smooth and smooth jade arms can be touched inch by inch without any flaws.

Such a miracle made her unable to believe it. She pinched her face and felt the pain.

"Three days of youth? What an amazing thing!"

Noto Kiko put away her lipstick and found her bankbook. She had been single all her life, experienced the extremely luxurious bubble economy era, and had saved eight figures in savings.

"Sixty-seven million yen, just spend 60 million yen."

Closing her bankbook, she made up her mind that the three days of hard-won youth were worth cherishing more than money.

After putting on the high-heeled sandals that she had not moved for a long time, she tidied up her appearance, picked up her shoulder bag, and returned to the twenty-year-old Noto Kiko to start these three days of wonderful time.

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At seven o'clock in the evening, the streets of Shibuya are bustling with lights and people coming and going.

Noto Kiko, who is tall and slender but not skinny, adapted to the high-heeled sandals on her feet and entered a Chanel store under the sidelong glances of passers-by.

"Welcome, guest."

The receptionist at the door bowed for a long time, and she imitated the celebrities on TV and walked in with her head held high.

There were not many people in the store, Chanel was considered an expensive luxury product, and there were only twos and threes of customers, mostly one man and one woman.

Mr. Miyagi's former suitor, rich second-generation Yuki Hiroshi, was taking his new girlfriend to buy gifts for tonight. He smelled a faint fragrance and someone passed by behind him.

Turning around and looking around, I saw only the dazzling array of shelves. The beautiful figure disappeared around the corner, leaving only the elegant and quiet fragrance in the air, lingering around my nose and lingering for a long time.

This is not the smell of artificial perfume.

Yuuki Herang, who has been hunting flowers for many years, has definitely come to the conclusion, what kind of woman would have such a fragrance?

He left behind his new girlfriend, who was still picking out gifts. It was just a fling, and it wouldn't be a pity to lose her.

Finally, he spotted Noto Kiko who had just come out of the dressing room. She was wearing a pure white haute couture silk gauze skirt with a ribbon tied around her waist. She had elegant long hollow gloves on her two jade arms and a matching handheld hand.

Her folding fan, elegant and bright face, and a little teardrop dripping from the corner of her eyes all make people admire her beauty, especially those eyes as deep as the abyss, as if they have witnessed the passage of time and the vicissitudes of life, what kind of eyes are contained therein

What about interesting souls?

"Miss, this high-end exhibit was flown over from Paris last week. Several customers have tried it but it didn't work well. But when you put it on, it looks like it was custom-made."

The shopping guide next to her started praising her without any pretense. Noto Kiko spun around a few times, her skirt flying like a beautiful blooming flower.

"How much? I want it."

She asked with satisfaction, asking for this dress.

"Six million yen is the exact amount, and you have erased the change."

The shopping guide girl smiled and replied that if the negotiation was successful, her commission would be quite large.

"Can I pay with a bank card?"

Noto Kiko took out a bank card, which contained 60 million yen for her entertainment expenses.

"Of course, do you want to change back to your original clothes? We have a full set of packaging."

"No need, I have new clothes, of course I have to wear them out to show off."

This dress by Noto Kiko has the skirt just reaching the crook of the calf, which is convenient for daily use.

After swiping the card without any heartache, Noto Kiko walked out of the Chanel store carrying a bag containing old clothes.

“That lady just now, what’s the card number of your bank card?”

Yuki Herang held two 10,000-yen bills between his fingers, took them to the cashier, and bribed the cashier. He had a way to use the bank card number to find out the registration information of the head of the household. The reason why he didn't strike up a conversation on the spot was because he was the one who

With an ordinary face, it is obvious that he cannot win over Noto Kiko, who is also not short of money. He has a relatively clear self-understanding.

The cashier quickly accepted the banknote, wrote a note, took it from Yuuki, and looked at the string of numbers on it, his expression full of longing.

How can a little woman like Miyagi compare to this great beauty? I must win her.

He didn't know that a few hours ago, Noto Kiko was an old woman with wrinkles on her face.

(End of chapter)