It's not the first time I've possessed Honda Toru, and Izawa doesn't understand why he can only possess her, and he doesn't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing for them.

As a floating and just a mass of spirits, Izen is already a little strange to feel the world in a down-to-earth way. The last time I helped Honda to shoot at the best relatives, I didn't have such a clear feeling, At this time, everything seems to be a little different.

"Xiao Tou! Xiao Tou?"

Izawa turned around, looked at the grass and the red leaves, and looked at it quietly for a while before slowly speaking: "What's wrong?"

Feeling that there seemed to be something wrong with Honda Toru, and he couldn't say it, Kusama Momiji scratched his head and decided not to bother thinking about it, he threw himself in front of Honda Toru and took out a lollipop with a rabbit head from his arms: "I bought it with Ayame just now, you taste it, it's sweet!"

Take the lollipop, unwrap the transparent package on the outside, and put it in your mouth, "What does it taste like?"

"Strawberry milk, there's one flavor left, and Ayame didn't give it to me if she wanted it. "The grass and the red leaves smiled and invited the merit, and the big eyes flashed and flashed.

I couldn't hold back, patted the top of his bright golden hair, and rubbed it with my hand, "It's delicious, I like it very much, thank you little red leaves." ”

After saying that, Honda walked to the yard with a lollipop in his mouth and stretched. It's been a long time since I've felt this kind of down-to-earth feeling, even if it's a little distorted, but it's unexpectedly nostalgic.

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly, enjoying the general upward look and feeling the warm sunlight on her body, her fingertips were slightly cold but did not affect the pleasure in her heart.

The people in the room were busy coming and going, the sound of chirping, the sound of thumping and tidying up, noisy and lively.

I turned around and looked at the living room on the first floor, where Kusama Shigo and his editor were scurrying around, Saki Hanama and Yuki Kusama who were helping to clean fruits and prepare tea in the kitchen, Ayame Kusama who was smiling happily behind her younger brother, and Uotani Uo, who was still putting a mouth cannon with Kusama while helping.

When Izawa withdrew his gaze and paid attention to his feet, he had already unconsciously walked to the edge of the strawberry field.

Strawberries in all seasons bear bright red fruits in winter and summer, and they are roundly adorned under the green leaves, and they are full of surprises when they open the leaves.

Squat down and take a deep breath, and it seems that the air is full of strawberry sweetness.

Reaching out and touching the vigorous leaves, Izawa looked at the faintly exposed fruit.

"Xiao Tou, do you want to eat strawberries? Let's pick some and eat it, it just so happens that you didn't eat the strawberry jam you made last time. Yuki Kusama saw Honda squatting in the yard and mistakenly thought she was going to pick strawberries, so she took a small bamboo basket out of the kitchen.

Collecting the distraction in his eyes, Izawa turned his head and kept his original posture to look at Strawberry Yuki, "Is it delicious?"

"Huh?"

"Strawberry ...... And is the strawberry jam delicious?"

I didn't quite understand why the other party asked like this, but Yuki Kusama still smiled softly: "It's delicious, and everyone likes Xiao Tou's craftsmanship." ”

Since Honda moved in, they have changed from a quick meal to a hot soup with a variety of small desserts and snacks that are not the same, which couldn't be more perfect. Even the original tangled and suspicious Kusama Ziwu also fell to Honda Toru's cooking skills.

I can't say how amazing the dishes are, but they do have a homely taste, and that kind of taste is irresistible to everyone in the Kumama family.

"You look happy. ”

"Well, isn't Toru happy?" Yuki Kusama smiled as she squatted down next to him and reached out to pick strawberries.

Even if the girl faces the harsh criticism and difficulties of her relatives and the ridicule of her classmates, she still smiles stupidly, she should be happy.

But what about him? In addition to the coping and acting of the task, when did he really feel from the bottom of his heart that it was not bad or good? It seemed that he could not find a time to be called happy.

Izawa shook his head, trying to shake the jumbled thoughts out of his head. The soul has been floating in the air for a long time, and even the mind is out of his control.

"What's wrong, Xiao Tou?

Izawa raised his head to meet Kamikuma Yuki's worried gaze, and after a while, he raised the corners of his mouth and stood up, "I'm fine, maybe it's been a long time since I've been so happy." ”

At this time, the fruits and tea in the kitchen were also ready, and Uotani Mao Xu walked with a stack of bean paste balls and shouted to Honda Toru: "Xiao Tou, come and eat!"

Just as he was about to open his mouth to reply, the lollipop candy stick that he didn't know when he finished eating fell out of his mouth, Izawa was stunned and bent down to pick it up, and said, "It's here!"

Yuki Kusama, who was standing in place, didn't immediately follow, and there was some confusion in his eyes.

Ize, who had walked to the door, stopped, pretending to tie his shoes and closing his eyes.

In the living room, the grass Mo Momiye who was waiting for someone to come couldn't sit still and ran out, just saw Honda Toru squatting in a corner, and ran to her side, "Xiao Tou, Xiao Tou go in, everyone is waiting for you to eat." Xiao Tou?"

Izawa stiffened for a moment, he raised his palm to look, collected the complicated emotions in his eyes, and followed the grass and the red leaves back to the living room casually.

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The houses of the Kusamoto family are very large, and when the weather gets cold, the heating in the room has already begun.

Almost everyone in the house is in the room, and if they can, they don't go out to blow the cool breeze.

However, the Grass Men are definitely an outlier among them.

Cao Mo Bo Bird, who came to the main house again with the outpatient box, saw the windows and doors of Cao Mo Man's room open in all directions, and only wore a single coat on his body, his brow was almost wrinkled to kill flies.

He put down his toolbox, strode in, closed everything he could, took up the coat that had been thrown on the ground, and draped it over the shoulders of the grass man, before he said, "If you think you have nothing to do alone, you don't have to use this method to toss." ”

The rare poisonous tongue came to the head of the family, and it seemed that he was really angry.

The grass man sat quietly by the window, looking up at the gray sky, as if he had not heard what the grass had said to him.

Cao Mobo Bird was also accustomed to the silence of the other party, he routinely opened the toolbox, took out a thermometer to measure the temperature, and asked his subordinates to bring warm water and ordered to cook porridge. Take out the cooling medicine from the pocket of your coat, and open a few pills according to the measurement and give them to the grass man.

Cao Moren pinched the white pill and looked at it, and casually threw it into the water cup held in his other hand, and after shaking it a few times, the pill began to dissolve.

Seeing the movement of the grass mo, the grass mobo bird paused, and dismantled a few more, intending to hand them over. But when he saw the other party raise his hand and drink the water and medicine in the cup, he put away the movements in his hand.

The two of them sat at a distance, and after some time, the grass Mobo bird took the temperature again, and after seeing that the degree above did not increase, he stood up and picked up the toolbox and prepared to leave.

"Is it cold outside?" said the grass in a low, soft voice.

"It's best not to go out until you've completely cooled down. If you really can't sit still, I hope to wear something thicker. I don't want to walk out the door and be called back to repeat what I did before. Obviously, the grass mobo bird has not yet deflated, and his tone is flat but the words are full of fire.

Ignoring this intentional offense, perhaps the sick man had lost his usual sense, and turned the empty cup in his hand and said something inconsequential, "I hate this kind of weather, this cold feeling always reminds people of something unpleasant." You know, Bird, how much I hate this house this season. ”

It's a very soft tone, but it just reveals a gloomy hatred in it, which makes people sound creepy.

Kusama put down the things in his hand and sat down again, "Yuki and they are doing well, Momiji has also found the direction of his efforts, Ayame is now trying to follow Yuki every day, and her energetic appearance makes people want to shake ......"

"Don't say it," said the grass man coldly, "don't say it, it has nothing to do with me. ”

However, the grass mobo bird seems to have made up its mind to say everything that wants to be said in today's era when the grass people break the convention.

"Everybody has their own things they want to be busy with, and they may have their own sadness, but they don't cling to them. Even the most confused Bo Chun can chase hard, we couldn't have imagined it before. ”

"It's not that they've forgotten, they're just more cherishing it and don't want that to happen again. It's not that he's left behind, it's just a different way to commemorate him. ”

"It's been a long time, even if I can't put it down. ”

"Qianren, we are all still there. ”

"Hahaha, that's funny. After sneering, he said indifferently, "Isn't it me who has a fever, but you?

"So, disgusting?!"

Completely ignoring the attack of the Cao Mo people under the anger, the grass Mo Bo Bird Cloud said lightly: "Maybe the position of the head of the family is indeed different from ours, the things that the humble people carry are things that we can't imagine and can't understand, so everyone feels sad about the feeling that people who can understand but can't accompany them, and this is the same." ”

This sentence seemed to hurt the nerves of the grassy man, and he waved his hand and slammed the cup on the ground, with a crisp "snap" sound, glass shards splashed everywhere, accompanied by an irrepressible roar: "Who can understand me! You can't! Neither can he! I don't need you to pretend to understand! I don't need your pretentious pity! Since you can't do it, don't say it casually! The kind of people who say and turn their backs are hateful liars!"

The grass mobo bird who was scratched on the side of the face by the glass shards, didn't care about his own injuries, and stepped forward to hug the grass mob who was constantly fighting, this action was extremely skillful, and it seemed that it was not the first time, "Why should you be sad for a liar, as long as the grass mob man is not himself, is it good that the grass mobo man just needs to be himself?

The grass man leaned on the shoulder of the grass mobo bird, the hanging hair covered the pale face, and the cold water droplets dripped under the hot temperature, I don't know whether it was tears or sweat.

As if Fang Cai's struggle had used up all his strength, he gasped silently. For a moment, in the silent room, only the sound of breathing remained.

The cold wind outside the window suddenly rose, startling the winter birds in the forest.

Bare branches and dark clouds swept in, and before the room was clouded, a hoarse and slightly feeble voice rang out—

"Proof it to me. ”