(Hmm...... Every Monday, I feel unusually lazy...... ）

Going home, this action of returning to the residence, just under the rendering of the sunset, has a beautiful feeling that countless people are intoxicated by. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, for a man and a woman walking side by side, this kind of behavior is not really anything to look forward to.

There was no so-called family in the empty room, and the people who traveled with them were only passing by, and even for the apartment that the two people were going to return to, that kind of temporary residence could not be called home in the first place.

The shadows in the setting sun are long, far away, and look exceptionally lonely.

"Now, under the snow."

"What?"

"I'm going back today."

Where to go back?

If it's an apartment, you don't need to say much.

The reason why Qianyu said it specifically was naturally to go back to his own family.

Although, for Qianyu, it is quite complicated to face the relatives over there.

To call parents people of similar mental age always makes Qianyu feel wrong.

After a moment of silence, the voice under the snow floated leisurely: "You can go wherever you want, you don't need to report everything to me." ”

"After all, we're living together—uh, I'd better send you back and go."

"I can walk myself."

"The security situation has been worrying recently, so it's better to be careful. What's more, in your situation, you need to be more vigilant, right? ”

"Yes."

The distance between the two people was not too far, nor too close, but they kept a distance of more than passers-by until they reached the door of the apartment.

"Well, I'll send it here."

It was nearly dusk, and it was already past mealtime.

Under the snow, his lips moved, but he didn't speak, just silently watched as Qianyu walked farther and farther in the direction of the station.

Fortunately, the train system in Japan is relatively developed, and it didn't take much time to get from Makuhari to Nagagayamachi.

I had made a phone call before getting on the train, so as soon as I walked to the door, I could hear the sound of footsteps clappling inside.

The door was opened from the inside, and Momiji was already looking at Chiba with a smile on her face, "Welcome back".

"Welcome back, Ernie sauce~~ Haven't you eaten dinner yet? Come in, Sasa, my mother and I are waiting for you. ”

Because his father, Shuichi, is the president of the company and has a busy job, it is generally unlikely that he will be home at this time; And her mother Aoi is a full-time housewife, and she basically takes care of everything in the house.

And at home, the only thing Qianyu can easily face is his sister. Because both the actual age and the psychological age are younger than themselves, so you can unscrupulously put on the shelf of your brother.

"Ah, I haven't seen you in over a month, have you? How's it going? ”

While walking inside, Qian Yu rubbed the head of the small leaf. The soft and smooth hair feels good, but it's a pity that the experience time is not very sufficient.

"Ahh

Aoi, who is a housewife, is dressed in elegant home clothes and stands in the restaurant with a smile and beckons to Qianjiao, because she usually likes to cook very much, and Aoi is still responsible for the three meals a day at home. What's more, today's rare trip home for my children is a rare time, and a table of exquisite dishes has been neatly placed on the table.

"Mother, I'm back."

Aoi smiled and dragged the thousand trees standing in front of him into his arms, pinching here and there.

Because it was too close, the soft feeling and the faint elegant aroma made Qianqi's movements a little stiff.

"Hee-hee, Ernie Chan is like a rag doll on Mommy's side."

"Momiji, watch your demeanor. Also, hurry up and do your homework. ”

deliberately taught his little daughter a lesson, but because of Aoi's usual gentle temperament, this kind of deterrence looks gentle.

"It's—Mom."

Secretly made a face at Qianyu, and Momiji turned around exaggeratedly and went upstairs.

"Okay, haven't eaten yet, have you? Go wash your hands first—"

Aoi forcibly took the schoolbag in Qianyu's hand and pushed her child in the direction of the bathroom.

Although from the perspective of Chikashi, Mother Aoi can be said to be a model of Yamato Nadeshiko. But because of this, this kind of natural maternal care makes Qianqi somewhat unbearable.

"Yes, yes—I see, Mother."

"Mo—yes, just say it once."

Although he didn't look back, listening to the voice, he could guess that his mother must have a puffed face at this time.

I really don't know why Aoi Kinoshita, who usually looks like a noble lady outside, has such a young temperament in her own home. And these two temperaments are so natural that they can't tell which side is pretended......

"Mother, did father say when he would be back?"

Sitting at the dining table and watching her mother look at her son, who was eating by herself, she was really embarrassed, so she asked.

"Yes, Xiaoqian didn't come back because she wanted her mother. Boom ......"

As for Qianyu, she always feels that her mother is in trouble, and it's not just because of the previous reasons. Let's just talk about the eye drops in Aoi's hand now, where did she get her outfit with no pockets at all!

"Mother's ......"

"Boom ......"

"Mother's ......"

"Boom Boom ......"

"How can I stop crying!"

"Because, Xiaoqian doesn't call me mom anymore......"

Qianyu looked at Kinoshita Aoi who was beginning to enter an awkward state in front of him with a black line, and said Okay, what about Yamato Nadeshiko? What about the housewives who say good? The temperament of a lady who was dismal at the beginning!

What a hassle......

My own mother is so troublesome......

Also, this nickname isn't used for boys, right......

However, based on past experience, if she did not do what she asked, it would definitely develop into a more serious situation.

I always felt that the sight of the unknown direction was shining from the top of my head, and I glared back at the cold eyes that I could see almost every day-Kinoshita Momiji was frightened, and Kinoshita Momiji shrank into the room.

Taking a few deep breaths, Qianyu lowered her head and voice. Therefore, I didn't have the opportunity to see my mother secretly looking at her state through her fingers.

"Mom's ......"

The Thousand Horns are broken.