Sure enough, there is no such thing as a sudden sex conversion.

There can be overtime in the game where the winner is not determined, and the reunion that is not enjoyable can also be connected to several stalls in a row.

Living upstairs and downstairs, whether you come or I go, it's also very convenient.

Since I came back from Hiroshima, I've been at Sakai Izumi's house almost all the time, and the kitchen hasn't had time to restock, and in addition to tea, there is only a lot of alcohol left that I have temporarily quit because I want to protect my throat.

"It's only tea. If you don't mind, just give me in. Ye Zhao checked the inventory in the kitchen and said to her.

"It's okay," Sakai replied.

Originally, he was very empathetic here, however, he added another sentence immediately after, teasing him: "Anyway, there have been situations where you haven't even prepared for anything." ”

"Please, please spare me," Ye Zhao smiled, "I've already reflected on it." ”

That said, this "black history" is also a good thing to some extent.

If you bundle breakfast and lunch together, so far, the breakfast, lunch, and dinner reservations have been made, and now the tea has been brewed, and the rest of the work is the concert with its own background music.

"In this way, it is all cashed in. Ye Zhao took out the guitar and said to her while debugging.

Since it is background music, the music played has no rules and themes, and just changes the rhythm freely and casually with the topic.

In this case, musicians who are addicted to music always have to talk while playing the piano to feel more comfortable when participating in talk shows.

For them, of course, it's just for fun.

After chatting like this for a while, Ye Zhao pressed the sound hole of the guitar and stopped playing, "This feeling is not bad, right?"

"I'm very happy. Sakai spring water returned.

Hearing her say this, Ye Zhao smiled, put the guitar aside, and held her with his free hand, "However, I still feel happier this way." ”

The tip of her nose rubbed back and forth between her ears and neck, nothing special, but like Wang Sauce playing a game.

After taking a shower, the two of them lay down on the bed.

After spending a leisurely day, each other's spirits are quite sufficient. Talking about the afternoon paintings, Sakai Izumi mentioned his childhood.

"When I was young, I used to make images of small animals with my fingers and project them onto paper sliding doors. In order to be able to make more tricks, I deliberately saved my pocket money and bought such picture books. ”

The paper sliding doors, which are used in traditional Japanese houses, are natural shadow screens, and are perfect for playing this type of projection game. Of course, because of this, the situation of seeing a terrifying shadow through the paper sliding door is also often seen in thrillers.

“…… When I went to experience the film painting today, I thought about what happened when I was a child. ”

"However, my sister is quite attached to things related to crafts. Ye Zhao remembered that she quickly found the essentials and enjoyed it, and said with heartfelt emotion.

"If I hadn't been a singer, I might have become a craftsman. Sakai Spring Water half-jokingly.

As she spoke, she raised her hands, her fingers changing dexterously, as if recalling the tricks that she had studied and put into practice seriously.

Seeing her do this, Ye Zhao also raised his hand, "I only remember the technique of the pigeon...... "I don't know what to do," fiddling with the essentials, "Probably so?"

I looked around, got out of bed, turned on the lights, and tried the wall as a curtain.

"There shouldn't be any such pigeons, right?" said Sakai Izumi, smiling.

"Probably because I accidentally ingested some strange medicine that transforms...... Ye Zhao muttered quietly, facing the wall, and continued to change his technique, trying to help the transformed pigeon find the antidote to its original body.

Sakai Izumizu couldn't stand it, so he got out of bed and took his hand and corrected: "It should be like this, this is the right ......" With her help, the pigeon reflected on the wall finally regained its original form.

"Thanks, thanks. Mimicking Natsume Soseki's cat's tone, the pigeon on the wall nodded to her in reciprocating.

Sakai Izumizu couldn't help laughing, and his hands turned into a dexterous pigeon, and he said to him: "Please don't take it to heart. ”

Then, as if by magic, her hands turned into docile rabbits, sluggish snails, and mischievous cats.

And when she is enjoying herself, there is always a dumb pigeon on the wall.

"Sister," the pigeon finally couldn't bear to be left out in the cold, and landed next to the cat, and pecked her lightly.

The magician finally put away her magic, and the cat transformed back into the nimble dove, rubbing his neck soothingly.

The appeased dove flapped its wings and flew away from the wall, turning into a pair of strong arms, restraining the magician and holding him up by the waist.

"Let's go!"

……

No matter how close the game is, there are moments when the winners and losers are separated, and no matter how lively the party is, there is always a time to break up.

In the same way, although I had a good time with her after returning to Tokyo from Hiroshima, I had to take a break from this gentle village when I returned to work the next day.

To Ye Zhao's surprise, just one day later, Akichichiri came to Tokyo from Osaka and found his office according to the address and phone number reserved for her at that time.

In the afternoon, Ye Zhao, who returned to the office, saw her again.

"Your office looks pretty imposing. After the pleasantries, Choakichiri said.

The reason why she said this was because after Shibuya's house was cleaned up, the office had already moved over during his trip to Kochi Tottori Hiroshima Triple Tour.

"Thank you. Ye Zhao said politely, half-jokingly: "Seeing such an office, my heart should have settled down a lot, right?"

Choakichiri nodded and replied quite sincerely, "Indeed." ”

Not...... At such times, it would be nice to say, "Even if you don't have such a firm, you can be trusted."

However, if such words came out of her mouth, it would be strange.

"Still, it's really fast, I thought you'd have to take some time to deal with Osaka. ”

"There's nothing to deal with anyway, so you can go at any time. Tyujichiri replied.

"Is it......" Ye Zhao nodded, remembering one thing, "Speaking of which, the contact information you left on the register at that time was also fake, and it seemed to be a skewer shop." ”

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