I teach kendo in Tokyo

The maid came in with a plate of simple meals, glanced at Nanjo Honami sadly, and said softly: "Miss, please eat something to relieve your stomach."

Although it was said to be a banquet in the evening, there was probably nothing to eat.

So it’s normal to eat a little beforehand to fill your stomach.

Nanjo Honami glanced at what the maid brought in, and said with a bad temper: "I want to eat steak."

The maid was stunned for a moment. After all, Matsuya is a Japanese-style restaurant, and Western food like steak does not exist on Matsuya's menu.

The maid looked embarrassed: "This...I can try to have the kitchen at home prepare it and then deliver it...No, I can call a nearby Western restaurant and let them prepare it."

Generally speaking, Western restaurants do not have takeout services, let alone takeout, but if the buyer is the Nanjo family, that is another matter.

Nanjo Honami showed displeasure, looking like a completely angry young lady: "I don't want it, I want to eat it now! Immediately, immediately! I will eat it in twenty minutes!"

"Miss, this... I really can't do it." The maid apologized.

"Then take me to the kitchen. I want to see if there's anything I want to eat." Nanjo Honami stood up, still acting like she was having a bad temper.

The compassion accumulated among the maids these days came into play at this moment. The maid sighed: "Okay, I'll talk to the SPs."

SP is actually a bodyguard, but this is Japan, and various imported words are directly transliterated and used, including abbreviations.

The maid left for a while, and when she came back, she said to Honami Nanjo: "SP will follow us.

"The head chef of Matsuya is very unhappy, so he may not have a good attitude towards you, Miss, but... he did agree to let Miss enter the kitchen and choose any dish from the dishes that have been prepared to taste in advance."

Nanjo Honami nodded.

"Then let's go."

The maid immediately led the way and led Honami Nanjo out of the preparation room.

The bodyguard guarding the door followed immediately.

Nanjo Honami silently memorized the internal structure of Matsuya - even a young lady like Nanjo Honami didn't have many opportunities to come to Matsuya, so she had to memorize the terrain on the spot.

When they arrived at the kitchen, the chef was indeed stinking, but he still directed the kitchen workers to place the prepared dishes on the long table for Nanjo Honami to choose from.

But Honami ignored these and went directly to the fresh food.

"I want to eat fish!"

While shouting, Honami approached the fresh food processing table and hid a small kitchen knife in the sleeve of her kimono while everyone was not paying attention.

Great, we have the weapons.

The next question is how and when to run.

While Honami was relieved, her shoulders were grabbed by the chef, who then forced her to turn around and face him.

"Hey! Even if you are the eldest lady of the Nanjo family, you can't do whatever you want in the Matsuya kitchen!" the head chef yelled angrily.

Nanjo Honami keenly discovered that the tattoo could be faintly seen in the cuffs of the chef's long-sleeved chef's uniform.

Combined with the fierce face of the chef, Nanjo speculated that he might have been a Hunjido before.

The head chef of Tokyo's top Japanese restaurant is actually a former yakuza - this really shocked Honami Nanjo.

At this time, the bodyguard who followed took a step forward: "Please let go of the eldest lady!"

"Huh?" The head chef turned to glare at the bodyguard, his face elongated, "Who do you think you are? Do you think you are great just because you wear a black suit and headphones? Do you really think you are a golden bodyguard in a Hollywood movie? ?”

"It is my duty to protect the eldest lady. Take your hands off the eldest lady's shoulders..."

"Okay," Honami Nanjo spoke. Although the bodyguard and the head chef were fighting now, she might be able to escape during the chaos, but she didn't want to involve too many innocent people in her escape plan. "I started with the finished dishes. Just choose one to eat."

After saying that, Nanjo Honami walked to the long table with dishes, and then picked the dish that seemed to have the highest calories.

Add calories and sugar so you can get away later.

Nanjo Honami was about to put the food into her mouth, and the maid hurried over: "Miss, it's unsightly for you to eat like this. I'll take it back to your preparation room, and please go back with me. If you stay away for too long, I'm afraid the master will be angry."

Nanjo Honami nodded.

Her purpose of coming to the kitchen had been achieved, she had already got the knife, and she didn't want her grandfather to be alert.

After a while, she returned to the preparation room and began to eat silently, hiding the knife better.

The kimono she is wearing now is a very formal furisode kimono with several layers, which is very suitable for Zangtou.

Honami continued to pretend to be desperate while adding calories.

At this moment, she heard footsteps coming from the corridor again.

The steps were heavy and he felt like a man.

Then the voice of the bodyguard at the door came: "Stop, Mr. Asakura."

Then Asakura Yasumi's voice came in: "I'm here to meet my fiancée, isn't this okay?"

"No, Mr. Nanjo has specially ordered that you cannot be let in."

Asakura Yasunumi was silent for a few seconds, and then snorted heavily: "I still do this kind of thing now! That's all, at night anyway, she will be mine."

As the words fell, Asakura Yasunumi's footsteps gradually faded away.

The maid sighed: "Oh, how could the eldest lady meet such a person?"

Nanjo Honami also sighed softly, cooperated with the maid, and further mobilized the maid's sympathy.

At the same time, Nanjo silently made up his mind that he must run tonight.

If you can't run away, you can't be tainted by something like Asakura Yasumi.

If it really doesn't work, just bite your tongue and commit suicide.

Just like those princesses who perished in the Warring States Period, they committed suicide in order not to be insulted.

To be honest, Nanjo Honami didn't want to die. When she thought about death, she instinctively felt scared.

So she will try her best to make her escape plan successful.

**

Finally, the banquet began.

Nanjo Honami was "escorted" by bodyguards and maids to the banquet venue.

On the way to the banquet venue, Honami suddenly discovered that this old store actually installed the latest fire alarm device, the same style used by the Koshikawa woman.

Nanjo served as a disaster prevention committee member in school and systematically learned the working principles and usage of this alarm equipment.

So a brilliant plan was formed in Nanjo Honami's mind.

She was going to create a fake fire alarm and then escape in the chaos.

In order to increase the chance of success, it is best to implement it in the second half of the banquet when everyone is drunk.

Thinking about these things, Nanjo Honami walked into the banquet hall.

The first thing she saw was Asakura Yasumi, who was already sitting in his seat. He was also looking at her, and his eyes were wandering around Nanjo's chest without concealing any obscene intentions.

Girls like Nanjo are actually very sensitive to male gaze and know which parts of themselves receive special attention.

She wanted to turn around and run now.

But now the bodyguards are staring at her, and they will definitely not be able to escape.

We can only endure it temporarily and wait for the second half of the banquet.

Then he excused himself to the restroom and launched into action.

Honami made up her mind, while maintaining a despairing expression, and sat down next to her "fiancé" Asakura Yasunumi.

Last Friday, because of her impatience, she messed up her big plan.

She won't make the same mistake again.

She will try her best to deal with problems as wisely as her late grandmother did.