Chapter 72: Chen Yongren wants to learn Japanese

The structure of the train station warehouse was fresh in his mind, and Chen Yongren immediately began drafting a battle plan.

After the battle ended, the overall structure of Songhu Station hadn't changed much.

Chen Yongren, relying on memory, quickly drew the station's floor plan on paper.

A concave-shaped warehouse was built on the right side of the tracks, while the left side housed the station's garrison squad and the station office.

Given the suddenness, trying to impersonate station staff would be too risky; we might as well wait for the Japanese to catch us all in one go.

The plan, in short, is to infiltrate, plant explosives, and retreat.

To prepare for any unexpected developments, Chen Yongren readied three retreat routes and the explosives needed for the team's nighttime operation.

These explosives were all transported in by Boss Dai through secret channels, and Chen Yongren currently doesn't even know the exact route.

After the supplies arrived in Songhu, Boss Dai would notify him to pick them up at the target point—no route given, and even who delivered them is unknown.

For safety, the supplies that arrived have always been stored by Chen Yongren in the system warehouse.

All preparations were complete; checking the time, it was already 7:30 p. m.

Although according to Fujiwara Chinta's thoughts, the special train departs at 9 p. m., we cannot rule out the possibility that the Japanese might send it early.

After getting dressed up, Chen Yongren immediately went out to inform the other team members.

Making contact, exchanging signals, confirming both parties' identities, issuing the mission, and distributing the explosives.

As the station chief, Chen Yongren doesn't need to handle everything personally.

This kind of demolition task can be left to his subordinates to complete.

Before heading home.

Chen Yongren also deliberately went out to buy a batch of daily necessities.

For his own safety, ever since Songhu fell, Chen Yongren has kept the Insight and Full Focus skills activated whenever he goes out.

Fortunately, everything was safe.

Back at his doorstep, Chen Yongren was about to put down the groceries, take out his key, and open the door.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice in his ear.

"Wouldn't it be too abrupt to suddenly invite Chen Sang?"

"What if he rejects me?"

"Ah, this is the first time I've ever invited a boy to eat; I'm so shy."

"But, I suppose it won't be."

"I dressed up specially before going out; my mother even said I look pretty."

"But, with an outstanding boy like Chen Sang around, would he be lacking girls?"

"Looking at my mother's demeanor, she seemed eager to come with me, so why didn't she in the end?"

……

Hearing this stream of thoughts, Chen Yongren, who was about to open the door, felt his heart stir.

Huh?

This voice sounds a bit familiar…

Fujiwara Yuko?

How did this Japanese little slut find her way here?

After rescuing Fujiwara's mother and daughter, Chen Yongren had also been scheming how to use them to gradually get close to Fujiwara Chinta.

And now this little slut actually came to him of her own accord?

Chen Yongren was thinking that when he saw a figure gradually walking toward him.

It seemed to be in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Fujiwara Yuko had changed into a red kimono; although the kimono was loose, it still couldn't hide her perfect figure.

Her forehead featured swept‑in bangs, her long hair casually fell over her front, and a red ribbon bow was tied at the back of her head.

"Chen Sang?" Fujiwara Yuko looked at Chen Yongren, a flash of surprise crossing her eyes; then she wore a look of doubt: "Chen Sang, why are you standing at the doorway?"

Chen Yongren quickly made up an excuse: "I'm carrying too much stuff, trying to figure out how to get my key—by the way, how did you find me?"

"Ah, I went to your unit, and they told me." Fujiwara Yuko felt a bit embarrassed.

"Chen Sang, where's your key? Let me help you open the door." Fujiwara Yuko bowed slightly, changing the subject: "That way, you won't have to lug your things around."

"May I, Miss Yuko?" Chen Yongren turned slightly: "My key seems to be in the left pocket of my pants."

Chen Yongren was holding a bunch of things; reaching into his front pockets was inconvenient, so Fujiwara Yuko could only stand behind him.

Feeling Chen Yongren's solid back, Fujiwara Yuko's cheeks flushed; she slipped her hand into his left pants pocket—by chance, his baton was stuck there.

Fujiwara Yuko touched the baton and exclaimed, "Chen Sang, what is this?"

No sooner had she spoken than Fujiwara Yuko realized what it was, hastily stepping back a few steps: "Sorry, Chen Sang, I didn't mean to."

"Ah~" It seemed she had retreated too quickly and lost her balance.

"Miss Yuko, be careful—that's my baton,"

Just as she thought she would fall, she heard a voice in her ear and then felt a pair of strong, powerful hands wrap around her waist.

Fujiwara Yuko involuntarily let out a soft "heng" sound.

Even through a layer of clothing, Chen Yongren could feel the delicate, smooth sensation of her slender waist in his hands.

Feeling the warmth transmitted from her waist, Fujiwara Yuko only felt her heart suddenly race.

Like a startled fawn, her face flushed red enough to seem about to drip, and the fair skin of her neck took on a charming pink hue.

It's truly astonishing—an E-cup surprise.

Fujiwara Yuko, even as a child, was always well‑fed; I just don't know if I'll ever get the chance to taste the food she's eaten.

The flavor must be quite good.

Chen Yongren pretended not to see, lifted her waist, and said with a solemn concern: "Miss Yuko, how are you? Are you okay?"

No… no, I'm sorry, I misunderstood...

Looking closely at Chen Yongren's handsome face, Fujiwara Yuko's face flushed with embarrassment; she gently turned her head aside and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Chen Sang, your hand..."

"Sorry, Miss Yuko, I was just trying to help you, please don't blame me." Chen Yongren pretended to react, and straightened Fujiwara Yuko.

Looking at the things scattered all over the ground, Fujiwara Yuko said with a face full of apology: "Sorry, if it weren't for you trying to help me..."

"Compared to Miss Yuko, these things A Ren't anything." Chen Yongren said nonchalantly: "Miss Yuko, why are you here?"

Fujiwara Yuko suddenly reacted, and said: "Chen Sang, that's how it is. Because you saved us this afternoon, I want to treat you to a meal to properly thank you."

After a pause, she quickly added: "But my parents A Ren't free, so I can only come myself; wouldn't that be too much of a bother?"

"It's my honor to treat Miss Yuko to a meal, I'm happy to accompany her." Chen Yongren nodded and said.

Hearing Chen Yongren's agreement, Fujiwara Yuko seemed very excited, quickly cleaned the ground for him, then took him to a sukiyaki restaurant in Rainbow Mouth District.

Inside the private room.

"Chen Sang, I heard this sukiyaki restaurant's taste is pretty good." Fujiwara Yuko's face broke into a smile.

Chen Yongren is tall, handsome, and capable, completely matching all her fantasies about a future husband.

The only problem is, he's not Japanese.

Looking at Chen Yongren's handsome face, Fujiwara Yuko became a little dazed.

After this meal ends, what excuse will I find to keep seeing him?

Hearing Fujiwara Yuko's inner thought.

What a coincidence, I was thinking the same thing.

After pondering a moment, Chen Yongren tentatively asked: "Miss Yuko."

"Huh?" Fujiwara Yuko tilted her head.

Chen Yongren said: "Could you please teach me Japanese in the future?"