"What's wrong with you?"

Amuro walked over with two glasses of juice, breaking the "sabre-rattling" atmosphere.

"Nothing." He went as long as he wanted, although he didn't like strangers stepping on his private territory, but his room was not impossible to see, and dangerous items had long been removed.

"He's having dinner at our house tonight, and Mr. Amuro will do a little more." With the character that this guy is showing so far, he said that if he wants to wait until his parents come back, he will definitely wait until his parents come back, and when his parents come back, they will definitely invite him to have dinner together, so it is better to say hello first, and Amuro Toru will do a little more.

"Do you have any favorite dishes?" Amuro asked Osamu Hoshino.

"Nope." Osamu Hoshino's answer was still flat like a line. He has no preferences, nothing in particular, and even food is normal for him.

"Mr. Amuro, just cook your specialty." Kamikawa instantly looked at Osamu Hoshino, and casually sent a wave of Amway to this guy who was suspected of having "emotional cognitive disorder": "Enjoying life starts with enjoying food." ”

"Enjoy the food?" Osamu Hoshino doesn't have this concept.

"What's the best thing you've ever eaten?"

"No impression, they're all about the same." Osamu Hoshino shook his head.

Is emotional cognitive impairment so serious? Don't even have a desire for food? Or maybe you haven't found a favorite food yet?

Kamikawa felt that he might need to go to Great China to be immersed in food. The most important thing to live up to in this event is the food.

Toru Amuro also saw a little problem, this Hoshino-san, he seemed to lack some feelings, and the whole person exuded an aura that had nothing to do with the world.

The eyes were gray, long and covered half of the eyes, with a sense of depression. If he hadn't noticed that he had no eyesight, he would have thought he was blind.

"Then I'm going to have to play my best tonight!" Amuro laughs, "It's a pleasure to enjoy food!" ”

Osamu Hoshino didn't refute or agree, and just stared at Toru Amuro with his unwavering eyes.

Amuro was a little uncomfortable staring at him, his eyes were half covered by hair, and there was no highlight in his eyes as if they were blackened, obviously there was no emotion, but it looked a little oozing.

"What's wrong?" Amuro asked.

Hoshino Shu silently retracted his gaze, it is instinct to avoid evil, there is nothing wrong with some words to talk to Kamikawa, but there will be trouble if you talk to this person.

Although the time spent together was very short, Hoshino Osamu felt that Kamikawa was not the kind of person who was black and white, he didn't have a strong sense of justice, and he wasn't the kind of person who wanted to be arrested and put in prison when he met a criminal. Although he can't fully see through him, he can see some basic things clearly.

He is more of a state of not caring about himself, if it is not related to relatives, friends or himself, he will rarely take the initiative to do anything, and most of the time he is in a state of cold observation.

The reason why Hoshino Osamu feels that Kamikawa is the same kind as himself is also based on this, and the eyes that seem to be observing the world and staying out of the world are very similar to him.

Everyone was a bystander, but he was standing farther away.

"My room is upstairs." Kamikawa instantly picked up his schoolbag and walked to his room. Hoshino got up and followed.

Kamikawa's room is in that simple style, and it is also very clean, and the things in the room are slightly untidy, and there is no good return after use, but it is not messy at all.

Kamikawa instantly put his schoolbag on the desk and moved a chair for him to sit on.

"I won't greet you, you can do whatever you want." This guy is here and he can't do anything else, only homework. He took out his homework book from his schoolbag and began to write his homework on his own.

"Do you do your homework every day?"

"If you have homework, you can write it, and if you don't have homework, I will write homework."

As a student, it's my job to write homework. Compared to the mountains of workbooks in China, his homework in Japan is really nothing.

"A student's job is to learn. When I left the campus, I wanted to go back to the classroom and relive the young but beautiful student life, but I didn't have that opportunity. Rather than reminiscing later, it is better to live each day seriously and treat learning as fun rather than annoyance. ”

As a person who came over, Kamikawa involuntarily sent another wave of chicken soup.

"Of course, you probably can't understand it."

Osamu Hoshino didn't reply, going to school was something he could do or not, if he wanted to, with his IQ, he could skip a grade and study at the best university in the world many years ago. It's just not interested.

He learns the life of a normal person, everyone goes to eat, so he goes to eat, everyone goes to school, so he goes to school...

He struggled to make himself no different from the people around him, but felt like he was getting more and more out of the way with them.

He looked at Kamikawa's guitar hanging on the wall and took it off. The guitar is very well maintained and has signs of regular use.

"You like to play the guitar?"

He asked.

"Hmm." Kamikawa instantly saw him take off his guitar, frowned slightly, and didn't say much.

"Why do you have so many hobbies?"

Does the "uh......" hobby need any justification? It's like Kaito likes magic and Conan likes Sherlock Holmes, and you ask them why they like these? The reason why I like it is nothing more than because it is fun, which can bring happiness and satisfaction.

"If you think life is boring, then everything is boring." Kamikawa stood up and took his guitar from his hand, stopped doing his homework, sat cross-legged on the ground, and plucked the strings gently.

The sound of music came out like a gentle wind, and the light tone seemed to narrate all the beauty of the world.

You see, the sun is rising, the weather is not hot at all today, the white clouds are very white, the flowers on the trees are blooming, the kittens on the side of the road are meowing, and today's ice cream is special and flavorful......

Osamu Hoshino felt like he was feeling something, but he couldn't fathom anything. He looked at Kamikawa, and the expression on his face was the same as this song, quiet and gentle.

Why?

He turned his head to look out the window, the blue sky was still blue, and the white clouds were as soft as silk. Obviously, the sky that I didn't feel much when I used to look at it, but now when I listen to the sound of the piano, it has a different color.

It's called cozy.

He suddenly became a little interested in music.

"What's this piece called?"

"No name, I wrote it myself." Kamikawa stopped playing, "But I just thought of one." ”

He said word for word: "Look, this is the world. ”

Room?

Osamu Hoshino looked out the window.

The wind chimes by the window rang softly and crisply, and the small note tied to the tail swayed gently in the wind.