The izakaya, which depends on the family's livelihood, suddenly has a major crisis, and Fuyumi is actually very stressed these days. That alone was enough to annoy her, and the fact that she didn't know which bastard had taken the umbrella in the classroom cupboard today made it even more annoying to her - she had the feeling that the whole world was against her.

Now Kitahara Shuji is here again with a shy face, and he is preaching there for some reason, as if everything is her fault, which makes her mood turn sharply again, and it is ten times worse.

She began to gasp.

If Kitahara Shuji dares to talk nonsense again, she is ready to fight with Kitahara Shuji, but she will do it - she has never been a person who swallows her anger, if Kitahara Shuji hadn't beaten her before, she would have a little psychological shadow, maybe she would have jumped up and given him an uppercut at this time.

It's already out of the school park.,What can I do even if I fight!I'm wrong for having my umbrella stolen?

Fortunately, Kitahara Shuji has no plans to say more. This kind of thing reminds him that even if it is interesting enough, he can barely help the old fox of Fukuzawa Naokaka take care of his daughter, and as for whether she listens or not, then he can't care about it.

Sow melons and get melons, sow beans and get beans, there is a cause and there is an effect, and people are ultimately responsible for their words and deeds. If the little radish head has to run wild on the road to death, then he can only give her two pillars of incense during the New Year's holidays.

He didn't continue to ramble, and Dongmei didn't say a word, and he kept filling up his anger tank and didn't have a chance to amplify the move, but instead of fighting her, she was even more angry, her small mouth was pursed into a line, and two small pear vortices were exposed on her cheeks.

Soon the two of them arrived at the bus stop, and it happened that a bus was slowly stopping. Kitahara Shuji hurriedly walked a few steps to send Fuyumi to the car, and Fuyumi got into the car and picked a window seat and sat down, staring at Kitahara Shuji tightly through the glass with a stinky little face.

The two of them got closer, Kitahara Shuji couldn't see the little radish head and face when he walked normally, the height difference was too big, and he could only see the hair on the top of her head, and then he suddenly found that her eyes were full of anger, and he couldn't help but be inexplicable. However, he still smiled and waved his hand to say goodbye to her, very gentlemanly, but looking at his relaxed appearance, Dongmei's anger suddenly became three points stronger, and finally couldn't help it, he pulled the car window and pointed at him and shouted: "I just like people to be afraid of me, I just like others to hate me, those people don't matter to me at all, why should I care about their feelings! They hate me better, and I hate them! What qualifications do you have to preach to me, what is wrong with me? You arrogant little white ......"

She was under too much pressure and felt that her aggrieved mentality was out of control again, and she scolded and was pulled away by the bus, while Kitahara Shuji stood at the bus stop dumbfounded, and the eyes cast around him made him feel slightly embarrassed.

This damn little radish head forgot to take medicine again? What kind of nerves do you have all of a sudden?

He stood there for a while, shook his head and left, and began to reflect on what he had just said that caused the little radish head to be unhappy - he had developed some good habits of reading miscellaneous books during this time, and he bowed down to reflect on himself when he had nothing to do.

But, I just said two words, and it was already very tactful.

Friends are three benefits, friends are straight friends, and friends are more than everybody, and they don't think they've done anything wrong, right? Probably the little radish head is the kind of person who can't be regarded as a friend! This thing is wrong because he wants to treat her as a friend, and he talks a lot about things.

In the future, we must pay attention and not be blind.

Kitahara Shuji reflected all the way back to the apartment, and when he went upstairs, he saw a pair of men and women hugging each other and laughing on the stairs, walking very slowly, not to mention, and making trouble, and the stairs of this cheap apartment building are extremely narrow, and the pair of men and women twisted around to block the corridor, and he suddenly couldn't walk.

He took a closer look and saw that there was an acquaintance among the man and woman. The woman's one was Yoko Ono's mother, Yumiko, and she was a little drunk at noon, writhing desperately in the arms of the man next to her, in a profligate posture - or maybe she had drunk last night and had just come home.

Although I've known each other for almost two months, Kitahara Shuji still can't figure out the woman's age, and can only roughly estimate that she is about thirty years old, but the man next to him, Kitahara Shuji, can tell the difference, at most in his early twenties, but he looks very handsome, with a suit and leather shoes, a gold watch ring, and the charm of a mature man.

Kitahara Shuji followed behind to observe that the man noticed him, and glanced at him very unpleasantly, while Kitahara Shuji raised his eyebrows and said directly: "Please let go, don't block the stairs, I want to pass." ”

He was very disgusted with Yumiko, and this man was definitely not a good bird when he mixed with Yumiko, so he was unceremonious, and only maintained the basic self-cultivation without evil voices.

The man was even more displeased, seeing that Kitahara Shuji was young, his eyebrows were raised and he wanted to get angry, but Yumiko noticed that it was Kitahara Shuji, and was startled, and hurriedly lay on the man's shoulder and whispered a few words, and the man was slightly stunned, and took a closer look at Kitahara Shuji, although he was a little suspicious, but he also swallowed the words back into his stomach.

Yumiko turned her head again and greeted with a smile: "It turned out to be Kitahara Junyo, I'm sorry, you go up first!"

Since the last group fight, the residents in this neighborhood are a little afraid of Kitahara Shuji. In the eyes of ordinary people, being beaten by gangsters may be a good person, and it's hard to say whether it's chasing and beating gangsters - this Yumiko is no exception, she can't even mess with the Ota family, let alone chase the Ota family from upstairs all the way to the main road Kitahara Shuji.

Kitahara Shuji was not polite, and went upstairs directly, and said lightly to Yumiko by the way: "Yumiko-san, we don't know each other, let's say honorifics to each other in the future." ”

He didn't want Yumiko to call him Kitahara-sama or something in the future, honorifics are probably divided into three systems, respectful, humble and Dingning, of which Dingning is suitable for strangers, Kitahara Shuji means that he doesn't want Yumiko to look too familiar with him - he recognized Yoko as his sister, but he didn't recognize this woman as an elder.

He walked past the man and woman and went straight back to his apartment, and no matter what Yumiko's reaction was, he didn't really want to deal with this woman, just keep his distance.

On the way back, he bought a quick bento box, and as soon as he lifted the lid, Yoko Ono came running, and brought her big lunch box, and as soon as he entered the door, he smiled sweetly at Kitahara Shuji: "Onisan, let's have lunch together, okay?"

She is already very familiar with Kitahara Shuji, and the relationship is even more consciously unusual, without the timid posture she used to have, and her vigilance is nowhere to be found.

Kitahara Shuji smiled: "Okay!" This poor little girl squeezed out of the apartment for her mother again, and she didn't know where she hid before she came.

However, Yangzi smiled like a flower and didn't say anything, so as not to embarrass the child.

Yoko opened her large lunch box, and as before, the salted plums sat in the center, surrounded by umeboshi vegetables—she didn't eat them all at once, she had to eat this box of lunches three times a day—and Kitahara Shuji stretched out his chopsticks and took a third of the umeboshi vegetables, and divided half of the chicken cutlets, fried eggs, and side dishes in the instant bento box.

Yoko knew that Kitahara Shuji doted on her very much, gave him a sweet smile, didn't mean to refuse at all, and gave him the salted plum - she had completely made up her mind, she would repay Kitahara Shuji in ten years anyway, and if she couldn't return it, she would give him herself, so it was not a problem to eat some bento or something now, anyway, it would be equivalent to returning to Kitahara Shuji in the future.

Momojiro, who was sleeping in the bathroom, smelled the smell, and cleverly dragged his own rice bowl and ran over, squatting on the side and looking at the two masters with a flattering face.

Kitahara Shuji glanced at it, this thing is either lying on its stomach or lying down all day long, and it has nothing to do, it is basically equivalent to a waste dog, and it is just a little bit of spirit to eat. He doesn't care about this dog, Yoko will take care of it, he eats his own by himself.

The two of them and a dog huddled together in a small apartment to eat, and then Kitahara Shuji sat down at the desk, and Koyonoko also set up camp with him, lying on the tatami mat and kicking her calves to read magazines.

Kitahara Shuji's cheap apartment has become her second home, and she is more comfortable here than in her own home, and she likes it very much.

More than half an hour later, the snow came running, and this afternoon she had to find Kitahara Shuji to tutor. As soon as she entered the door, Yoko called her sister with a sweet smile and brought her a dry towel, but Yukiri's expression was very depressed, and she sadly put a small bag on the tatami mat, and said sullenly: "Haruna asked me to bring you a melon." ”

Kitahara Shuji couldn't help but smile, although it was not necessary, but he could see that Haruna was really a child who understood the world! This guy will be happy to help people fight or carry them, but will not easily share food with others.

He opened the bag jokingly, and found that there were indeed three melons inside, the small ones were only one circle larger than an adult's fist, but each one was incomplete, and each of them had a circle of tooth marks on their waists.

He was a little stunned, what is the situation? Have you tested for poison or for crispness and sweetness?

Sitting there sullenly in the snow, he may feel wet and uncomfortable, and he didn't think that Kitahara Shuji was an outsider, so he took off his socks directly, curled up his white feet and said depressedly: "No, there is also my share in it, but my sister is too much, I am going to leave and she saw it, and I grabbed the melon and took a bite of each, so rude!"

She didn't understand what was wrong with her sister! She didn't want to eat, and she wouldn't just bite a row of tooth marks if she wanted to eat! But why did you bite it if she didn't want to eat it?

Kitahara Shuji was also speechless, what kind of trouble is this neurotic little radish head?

Yukiri looked at the melon, then at Kitahara Shuji and Yoko, and asked hesitantly: "I don't think my sister is dirty, do you think so?" She waited for a while after asking, seeing that Kitahara Shuji and Yoko didn't speak, knowing that they wouldn't eat, she sighed and touched one and gnawed it, and said helplessly: "I'll ask for two to compensate you next time I look for a monkey, his family has a fruit shop, there should be, I'll eat it all this time, don't waste it." ”

She sat there cross-legged and munched on her legs depressedly, as if she had made a special trip to Kitahara Shuji in the rain to eat melons, and Kitahara Shuji was convinced by the two sisters, took out the test paper and said, "Let's do the questions while eating!"

Yukiri nodded: "I'll try to pass this time." ”

Kitahara Shuji didn't speak, I'm thankful that you improve by five points a week!And Yoko already felt that Xueli couldn't be a threat, and raised a small fist on the side to cheer her up: "Sister Xueli, come on!"

When Yukiri finished the question, Kitahara Shuji told her again, and after finishing the lecture, she continued to do it, and three hours passed with her eyes intent, and finally Yukiri lay on the tatami like a dead dog, completely weak - she lay there motionless, her face full of grievances, as if she had just been tortured.

Kitahara Shuji sighed, and said that everything in this world requires talent, and it is indeed a wise saying. He had seen physical education class in the snow, this guy ran like a cheerful rabbit, and could throw his classmates a whole circle, but how did he become this bear when it came to studying?

Although it was still early before the time to work, he couldn't bear to continue to destroy Xueli, and he also had his head exploding when he gave Xueli a lecture, sighed and said, "That's it for today, get up and let's go to the store." ”

Xueli finally got up and asked sadly, "Is there any medicine for a stupid person like me?"

Kitahara Shuji slowly nodded and comforted her: "Of course, if you keep going, sooner or later, you will be able to pass." "It's hard to say how long it will take......

Kitahara Shuji still believed in Yukiri's words, and finally regained a little confidence, felt a little better, and after saying goodbye to Yoko, he followed Kitahara Shuji back to the pure taste house. Today, Kitahara Shuji came much earlier than usual, and was about to go directly to the library to kill time, but Xueli grabbed him and said depressedly: "Every time I finish studying, I'm in a bad mood, so accompany me to the dojo to play for a while, right?"

"I'm not going, you can go by yourself!" Kitahara Shuji replied casually and prepared to part ways with the snow at the entrance of the building - the Fukuzawa family used to open a dojo, and later changed to a medical hall and then changed to the current izakaya, but only the front door was separated and simply renovated and pressed the necessary equipment, and the rest did not even change the floor, and the back retained the original appearance - about one-third of the total area of the first floor, it is a small dojo that can only be practiced by a few people.

But he didn't move a step, and Xueli stretched out his hand and dragged him to the other end of the corridor, and said aggrievedly: "No one in the family is on par with me, and it's not interesting to always split dummies! I've been obedient and study hard in the afternoon, and you can also play with me for a while, can't I beg you? We are friends who play the piano to the cow with heart and soul! Isn't it a matter of course to hold swords and slash each other together?"

Kitahara Shuji really didn't want to go, but he struggled so hard that he couldn't get it in the snow, and she kept dragging him in the direction of the dojo. He was really speechless, what did you grow up eating, why do you have the power of a bear?

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