As soon as Kitahara Shuji returned the clothes, household items, and books he had brought to Kansai back to their original places, he faintly heard an alarm.

He was a little strange, and hurriedly walked over and opened the attic door to look down, and found that the smoke alarm in the corridor on the second floor was flashing blue light and beeping.

Is this a misfire?

His heart tightened, and he hurriedly jumped down from the attic, and at this time Haruna's door also opened, and she also heard the sound of the smoke alarm, so she hurried to the corridor to check - it may not be a fire, sometimes the fire alarm battery is about to run out of power, and it will scream, but of course, you have to look at the house to rest assured.

Kitahara Shuji was about to beckon her to look around, but his pupils shrank suddenly. Why are you dressed as a maid? Is this playing cosplay in your room? I really didn't notice that you still have this hobby, could it be that you are a legendary otaku?

I didn't expect you to be such a spring flower!

Haruna looked at him calmly for a while, then looked down at the maid suit on her body, and was silent for a moment without explaining, but said, "Onisan, please go to the first floor to have a look, I'll go and call Natsuori and them first." ”

It doesn't seem like a big deal at the moment, but it's obviously not time to go to bed, so you have to gather the little ones first, just in case.

"Okay!" Kitahara Shuji didn't say much and asked, playing cosplay is a personal hobby, what family members like to do in their own rooms, it belongs to absolute personal stability, and parents can't control it, let alone him, but he just turned around halfway, and the door of Natsuori Natsusa's room was suddenly kicked open, and these two little things rushed out with Akitaro's cape, and shouted: "It's a fire, run!"

The two of them fell asleep in a daze, and when they heard the fire alarm, they got up and ran, and they ran fast, Haruna was just turned around and was blown out by the two of them, and Natsuri Natsusa dragged Akitaro and fell on his back - Haruna and Natsuori Natsusa's room was next to each other, and they bumped into it when they opened the door.

Kitahara Shuji was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Haruna up, and shouted to Natsuori Natsusa: "Don't panic, there will be no danger." ”

This is the second floor, and even if there is a real fire, there will be no danger, and it will be over with a jump.

Haruna leaned into his arms and gently pushed him, and said calmly: "I'll take care of them, Ernisan will go to the kitchen first, where something is most likely to happen." ”

"Okay!" Kitahara Shuji turned his head to leave after helping Haruna up, but after hesitating for a moment, he turned back to help her straighten the lace bow on the neckline, and smiled: "Next time I tie a double-buttoned bow, so that the symmetry will look better...... The dress is beautiful and has a good eye. ”

HE'S ALWAYS FELT THAT HARUNA HAS A GOOD PERSONALITY.,IT'S JUST A LITTLE TOO COLD.,ACT SILENTLY AND LIKE TO WATCH (TOU) AND INSPECT (KUI) OTHERS.,SOMETIMES IT'S REALLY LIKE A LITTLE FEMALE GHOST - CHANGE HER INTO WHITE PAJAMAS AND STUFF IT INTO THE TV IS THE MIDDLE SCHOOL VERSION OF SADAKO.,It's good to have a hobby right now.,Even if it's cosplay.,Maybe you can find some like-minded friends because of this!

And besides, this dress is really good-looking.

Kitahara Shuji thought crankily and walked downstairs quickly, smelled the smell and entered the lobby again, and found that the semi-open kitchen was indeed full of smoke, and Fuyumi was holding a fire extinguisher and spraying violently at the stove.

Fortunately, everyone in the family is here, otherwise the house would have burned down, and the loss would have been great!

Kitahara Shuji hurriedly went over to help, but the fire was not big at all, and it was completely suppressed almost instantly, that is, the smoke was very thick, and Fuyumi's little face was smoked black and white, one hand covered her forehead, her two eyes were swollen to the point of a peach, and her body was covered with dry powder, which was extremely embarrassing. Kitahara Shuji swept around to make sure there were no open flames, and asked Fuyumi, "What's wrong?"

Dongmei pursed her mouth tightly, and there were two small pear vortices on her cheeks that didn't make a sound, and at this time Haruna also arrived, and hurriedly ran over to support Dongmei: "Sister, are you okay?"

Fuyumi opened her mouth depressedly, but coughed suddenly, Kitahara Shuji suspected that she was choking on cigarettes, and hurriedly ordered: "Take her to drink some water first, wash her face too, and check if there are any injuries." ”

Haruna hurriedly greeted, and Natsuori Natsusa, who was guarding Akitaro in the corridor to observe the situation, also ran over, and the three of them ignored Fuyumi's coughing and waved their hands to refuse, picked her up and left-these four guys looked about the same height, and Fuyumi's pet Yaci didn't know where to come out of nowhere, and followed closely behind.

They left, Kitahara Shuji heard a knock on the door at this time, and hurriedly went over to open the door to take a look, and found that it was the uniformed police of the nearby Koban and the people of the Commercial Street Autonomous Committee - they didn't come together, the community police happened to meet on foot patrol, and the people of the Autonomous Committee found that Junmiya had an automatic fire alarm to verify.

Kitahara Shuji hurriedly thanked him, saying that it was just a small accident in the kitchen that touched the smoke sensor in the residential part, and it was really embarrassing for everyone to run away. The people who came didn't dig deeper, just reminded them to pay attention to daily fire safety and then left, and Kitahara Shuji returned to the kitchen to check the situation carefully.

He took a brief look and found that it seemed that someone wanted to roast the beef but the beef was on fire, and the grill was burned black, but nothing else was too important, and then he looked at the kitchen to see that the ghetto was crooked, the cutting board was a messy cut of ingredients, the faucet was not tightened, and the water line was still dripping, and the ground was even more white - it was a bit like the place where the tanuki youkai had just finished pounding in Japanese mythology and legend.

He frowned, and found that there were still two pots on the stove, so he couldn't help but lift the lid to see what it was, but as soon as he lifted the lid, a burst of hot air gushed out, almost knocking down a strong man like him who had been killed for a long time.

He couldn't help but take a big step back, what the hell is this?

He pulled a towel and wrapped it around his mouth and nose with one hand, then took a large long-handled spoon and stirred it from a distance, and found that the smell was stronger. It's not that it's smelly, it's a smell that is hard to describe, and it's hard to describe the smell of fishy, muzzle, and rotten plants.

To put it simply, it feels like a three-year-old salted fish, weasel and skunk stew in one pot!

He pulled it twice, and he couldn't see what it was originally, and he couldn't help but be a little distracted - the little radish head wouldn't have embarked on the road of crime, and killed a person when he went to Kansai to participate in the Koshien competition, and as a result, he had been secretly dealing with it in order to destroy the corpse, but she didn't finish it when she came back too early, and this was the last remaining part?

It's no wonder he thinks so, it's really not like something that can be found in the world, and it's very reminiscent of some horror movies, such as human barbecued pork buns, human head offal soup, and the heat treatment scene that destroys DNA evidence after the crime.

However, he was distracted for a moment and then retracted the distracting thoughts in his mind, killing people is obviously impossible, Dongmi is a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted person, regards the family reputation as life, it is impossible to do illegal things, and he felt a little difficult breathing, so he quickly closed the lid again, looked at the long-handled spoon in his hand, and threw it into the trash can without hesitation - it's over, this pot, spoon and the like can't be asked anymore, and he can't allow himself to use these kitchen utensils anymore.

He didn't clean up the kitchen either, although he looked very disturbed, but now he didn't know what was going on with the little radish head, so he had better go and see how she was doing first. He rushed to the common room and found that Fuyumi had already washed her face and was sitting there on her knees and curled up into a small ball, and she was tearing down.

He hurriedly asked with concern, "Are you hurt?"

Fuyumi completely lost her usual mental head, and sat there on her knees with her head bowed and didn't say a word, just waiting to be beheaded, just wiping her tears with the back of her hand - the food was not made, and the kitchen was burned, and she had no face to see people, so she wanted to die.

Kitahara Shuji didn't answer even a few times when she asked her, Haruna gently leaned into his ear and explained: "Onisan, the eldest sister wants to cook some soup for you, maybe she is not used to the kitchen utensils at home, and she didn't control the heat, so she burned the kitchen......"

Kitahara Shuji's heart softened, and he hurriedly said softly to Fuyumi: "It doesn't matter if you have a kitchen, just clean it up." ”

Fuyumi still bowed her head and didn't speak, and Kitahara Shuji persuaded her a few times, but she didn't say anything, and she didn't understand, so she looked at Haruna again. Haruna could only explain to him again: "The eldest sister is not familiar with the seasonings at home, she seems to have drunk a little mountain root essential oil. ”

"Drink a little bit is ...... How much?" Kitahara Shuji was stunned for a moment, that thing is only used in some special dishes, super spicy, usually only one drop is used in a pot of soup - why is that? Not to mention that thing, who would drink normal vegetable oil?

Haruna didn't know what her eldest sister was thinking at the time, and her voice was even thinner than a mosquito ant: "It seems to have drunk a small plate." ”

Kitahara Shuji understands, no wonder he doesn't want to speak, it's so spicy that he can't speak, and his throat must hurt when he speaks. He looked at Dongmei, who was sitting there with his head down, and he really looked helpless - this is the little radish head girlfriend who has become a small mute girlfriend.

He hurriedly took Dongmei's hand and checked it with the [Looking, Smelling, Asking, and Cutting] skill, and found that his throat and stomach were strongly stimulated, and there was no major problem, but he was still a little uneasy, and asked Dongmei to open his mouth to show him, but Dongmei lowered his head and refused to pick it up. He coaxed for a long time, and Fuyumi reluctantly raised her head, but Kitahara Shuji was surprised to find that she had neatly rolled a small piece of Wuhai in the sea, probably because of the fire tongue.

shouldn't laugh, it's immoral to laugh now, but Kitahara Shuji looked at the hair curled up in front of Fuyumi's forehead, the crescent moon eyes were swollen, the small thin eyebrows were pulled, the little nose was red, the small mouth was pouting high, and with that palm-sized little face, like a wronged little milk dog, I really couldn't help it.

Dongmei saw that the corners of his lips were flattened, flat and flat, obviously wanted to laugh, as soon as he reached out and grabbed his collar, he opened his mouth and scolded him too painfully, but tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes again - his girlfriend wants to cook for you, this is all sincere, and now that you have suffered such a big loss, you can still laugh! Do you still have a little humanity?!

"I'm not laughing!" Kitahara Shuji knew her very well, and knew what she wanted to do, so he hurriedly pressed her head, that is, not to let her stand up and not to let her pounce.

Haruna also hurriedly hugged Dongmei: "Sister, don't be like this." ”

Dongmei was really annoyed and angry, she felt super embarrassed, and now Kitahara Shuji still wants to laugh, this is absolutely unbearable, so she wants her boyfriend to beat her too, and insists on fighting with Kitahara Shuji, and at this time, the door of the activity room was opened, and she came in with her hair wiped in the snow, and laughed: "It's so comfortable to take a bath!"

Kitahara Shuji turned his head to look at her according to Fuyumi, feeling quite speechless - I forgot about these two goods, but did you still insist on taking a bath when there was a fire at home?

Yukiri came in and looked inside the house, and found that Kitahara Shuji was pressing Fuyumi, and Fuyumi was grabbing Kitahara Shuji's collar, and couldn't help but wonder: "Ahhhh

Xia Zhi Xia Sha hid to the side and gloated, and laughed together when she heard the sound: "Second sister, the eldest sister cooked the soup herself!"

I have long said that my eldest sister is not the material for marriage, everyone doesn't believe it, now look at the two of us are prescient, too smart - amazing, cooking soup burned the kitchen, a stain for a lifetime, at least I can laugh at her for sixty years!

"Cooked soup?" Xue Li touched her stomach, her spirits lifted, she had to replenish her water after taking a bath, and it was just right to drink a bowl of hot soup! She turned around and ran quickly to the kitchen, "I'll help everyone serve soup!"

"Don't go, Xueli!" Kitahara Shuji hurriedly shouted, it was definitely Huangquan soup, a sip will never be overborn, but Xueli has already run away, and then a shout came from outside a moment later: "Ahhhh

"Hahaha, my stomach hurts from laughing!" Xia Ori Natsu laughed directly, and Fuyumi's whole body trembled, opened Kitahara Shuji's hand, got up and rushed out of the activity room - I don't know how to cook, but you can't insult me like this!

I drink the soup I cooked!