"That's special!" Kitahara Shuji is not a local after all, and he has no experience of living in a heavy rainfall area, but he didn't expect that there is a tradition of opening a drain on a rainy day, and the street lights near the apartment are not lit, and the place where the drain is opened is not like other neighborhoods with luminous markers, and he almost fell into it with a foot in the air when the black light was blind - thanks to the practice, otherwise it would be hard to pull the egg.

RB is a country with frequent natural disasters, in addition to volcanic earthquakes, then this rainstorm must also be counted - every year during the typhoon season from July to November, RB is swept by typhoons an average of five times, each time causing more or less property damage, and the highest record of frequent rainstorms killed more than 100 people at a time.

Although this has a lot to do with the geological conditions of RB, there are too many tectonic plate layers and volcanic geological layers, which are quite fragile, and the rain is slightly heavier or either collapsed or collapsed, or it is a mudslide rolling, destroying houses and injuring people, and the lethality is huge, but after all, it is still the problem of too much rain.

RB's local governments are also desperately investing heavily in sewer projects, but in terms of effect, they can only barely maintain - in the largest city in this pass, the sewer system is fully covered and desperately swallows rainwater, but Kitahara Shuji still comes back with water, and even feels like he can swim a few meters in the water.

He pulled one leg out of the drain, his shoes were already filled with water, and he was extremely uncomfortable to step on, and when he returned to the apartment with his breath, he saw the door of his apartment open as soon as he went upstairs, revealing two small heads, which were Yoko Ono and Momojiro.

Yoko Ono smiled sweetly and shouted, "I knew it was Oni-san who was back when Momojiro desperately grabbed the door, and sure enough, why is it so early today?" Momojiro swallowed desperately as he swallowed his saliva as he shook the green light in the dog's eyes at her feet.

Kitahara Shuji went directly into the house, took off his shoes and raincoat at the simple entrance, and responded with a smile: "I'll come back early if there are no guests in the rain today, but Momojiro shouldn't be in a hurry to welcome me, just waiting for dog food, right?"

Momojiro squatted on the side and smiled flatteringly, his tail wagging out a series of afterimages, trying not to squint and not look at the dog food bag in Kitahara Shuji's hand, indicating that it didn't think about meat or bones at all, it was really just looking forward to the owner's homecoming, and it was 100% loyal.

Kitahara Shuji was amused by it, handed the dog food bag to Yoko Ono and said, "You can help it put it in the basin, and I'll change my clothes." ”

Yoko Ono picked up Kitahara Shuiji's wet shoes and dog food bag, led Momojiro to the bathroom, and said with a smile: "Okay, Onisan, you can change your clothes, I'll brush your shoes." ”

"No, Yoko, I'll just come by myself later. ”

"Change your clothes, Ernissan, don't catch a cold. As she spoke, Yoko went into the bathroom and made room for Kitahara Shuji to change clothes. This can't be helped, this apartment can really only be described as a little bigger, barely the size of three pings.

Although it didn't rain much, the clothes were still very damp, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to the body, especially the pants, wearing a raincoat and pants were still wet to the knees, Kitahara Shuji called again and asked Yoko Ono to leave the shoes, and then picked up a slip, opened the closet and changed into a full set of dry home casual clothes, and then looked at the books in the plastic bag to see that it was okay, but the envelope given by Fukuzawa Naokaka was a little soft.

He opened the envelope and looked at it while shouting that he could come out, and found that Naokaka Fukuzawa had praised him in the employer's recommendation letter, and he was an absolutely perfect employee, so he almost wrote a certificate of merit and stuffed it inside, as well as ten brand-new thousand-dollar bills as severance pay.

Kitahara Shuji lowered his head and silently calculated, and found that it was equivalent to giving him an extra hour's salary every day. If you calculate it this way, the salary of the part-time job this time is higher than the average level, and it has become a small favor.

Fukuzawa Naokaka is too particular, although he seems to be a sick and drunkard, but he is sophisticated and mature, understands accidents, has been in contact for so long without the slightest fault to pick up, and has a generous bearing, which makes people involuntarily have to look up.

Kitahara Shuji shook his head lightly and packed the envelope and money, smelled it and found that the smell in the house was not quite right, there seemed to be a faint smell of disinfectant in the air, I just wanted to ask but found that Yoko had not come out of the bathroom, and I couldn't help but walk in and take a look, and found that Yoko's little face was serious, and he was squatting there to clean his shoes, and suddenly his head was big - this is considered child labor, which is also too inhumane.

He hurriedly went up to stop him, but Yoko refused, twisted his body to block his hand, and just smiled sweetly: "Onisan, it's okay, I also wash clothes and maintain shoes at home, I'm very capable, I can do any housework!"

Kitahara Shuji also enjoyed the treatment of others brushing his shoes and washing clothes in his previous life, and he was very uncomfortable for a while, but the bathroom was really small, and there was Momojiro pouting and gobbling up and down next to it - its tail is now swinging vertically up and down, so it can be seen that there is really not much place here - there is no way to grab it at all, and in the end it can only be left to Yoko.

But he was embarrassed to accompany him, watching Yoko Ono pull his tongue and laces very skillfully, it seems that there was no lie just now, it is estimated that he usually does a lot of housework, and Yoko Ono does have two brushes, very orderly, first wiped the shoes inside and out with clean water to remove the dirt, and then used a muslin cloth with good absorbency to absorb the water, and then rolled the toilet paper into several balls and stuffed it into the shoes.

She looked up and smiled sweetly as she was busy, and said with confidence: "Ernissan, just apply a layer of shoe polish when your shoes are dry tomorrow! Don't worry, the shoes will not be deformed!" After a pause, she looked outside again and asked, "Ernisan, where are your wet clothes?"

Kitahara Shuji looked at her as if he was going to wash his clothes, which he really couldn't accept. He was a little sympathetic to Yoko's experience before he extended a helping hand, and he didn't want to trick her into working as a child laborer, so he hurriedly said: "I can't dry it after washing it now, let's put it there first and wait for the weather to improve!"

He felt a little uncomfortable, and he wasn't quite used to what others were doing for him......

Kitahara and refused to let her work more, Ono Yoko was a little disappointed, she really wanted to repay Kitahara Shuji, and at her current age, to be honest, there are not many people who can do it, and it is estimated that it is the limit to take care of her shoes and wash her clothes.

She had no choice but to continue fiddling with her shoes there, wanting to soak up a little more water and prolong the life of her shoes as much as possible, and Kitahara Shuji remembered what he was going to do when he saw Yoko Ono busy there, and he somehow gave birth to the illusion of family life - he did sometimes really want to have a normal family life in his heart.

He smiled and asked, "By the way, Yoko, why does it seem to smell of disinfectant water at home?"

Yoko Ono squatted there and raised his little face, and when he saw that he finally found out, he hurriedly said goodbye: "I painted the ceiling, Onisan, and I don't have to worry about mold until next year." ”

She is happy and hopes that Shuji Kitahara will be even happier.

Kitahara Shuji understood in seconds, and finally knew why the mold on the floor was always inexhaustible, and it was a long sigh of relief. This is really good, those molds go to brush, can't be brushed, don't brush, look at the trouble, now it can be regarded as in addition to this scourge. He put his hand on Yoko Ono's head, rubbed it desperately, and said happily: "It's amazing, Yoko, I didn't expect it!"

Yoko Ono was even happier, turning her little head left and right desperately rubbing his palm, closing her eyes and shouting, "Oni-san is happy, and I'm so happy!"

Kitahara Shuji listened to her words and felt the silky touch in his hand - it was really strange, and it was really addictive to touch her head. It's not a lie, there is a kind of comfort that science can't explain - sincerely thank: "Thank you so much, Yoko, I've been worried about this for a long time." ”

Yoko Ono smiled sweetly and said, "It's really nothing~~ Don't thank you anymore. ”

She said that, but she felt that her expectations had been fully met, her heart was beautiful, her little face was full of happiness, and even the occasional pain in her little stomach seemed to be much better.