Mito house, bathroom.

"Shhh The hot water washes over the body of the lost island love.

What the hell is going on?

Why did I promise Mito-san to stay here, and it was a long-term stay, and now I am taking a bath in the bathroom with peace of mind.

Why didn't he explicitly refuse just now, it seems that it was because Mito-kun's eyes were too oppressive, and just by looking at Mito-kun, the courage in his heart gradually disappeared.

What's going on?

Cohabit?!

"I don't have a change of clothes for women here, you can wear mine after you take a shower, it's all washed before."

As he spoke, Mito put his clothes outside the sliding door of the bathroom

"Ahh

Lost Island Love looked up at the fluffy head blankly, the bathroom was hot in the cold winter, and the comfortable warmth almost wrapped her whole body and melted, there were too many things that happened in the past two days.

In the past, Yakuza, who had been harassed intermittently for ten years, was solved by Mito-kun in one fell swoop.,Grandma left him.,Except for the biological father's family who is far away.,I have no relatives in this world.,If there is no Mito-kun to come after receiving the call.,If there is no Mito-kun to take him in now.,Where will I go?

If there is no Mito-kun......

But now there is Mito-kun......

Lost Island Lian narrowed her eyes, feeling that what was squirting from her fluffy head was not hot water, but slimy and sweet honey, and the whole person was wrapped in honey and would melt into a dream.

Of course, it's great to live in the Arrai Shrine, it's a pure land, there's no weird dirt, and Mito-kun is here.

"No, you can't always think about your own good, I'll cause trouble for Mito-kun if I break into Mito-kun's life like this." After washing off the foam on his body, Lost Island Lian held on to the sliding door, "Besides, I'm still a disaster star who will bring misfortune to the people around me, and if I live in the shrine for a long time, I will invite misfortune, so I can't hurt Mito-kun anymore." ”

Picking up the change of clothes of Mito Hayato in the box, Lost Island Love's face turned red.

Long sleeves and long pants are relatively loose clothes, and not only do you have to sleep at Mito-kun's place, but you also have to wear Mito-kun's clothes, and your heart will suffocate when you think about it.

She put on her long sleeves with a shy face, and her small nose couldn't help but sniff the smell of her clothes, which was the freshness of laundry detergent and another reassuring sunshine scent.

"Are you done, Lost Island? I've put a heater in that room, and although it's a little older, it should still work, so you'll stay in my room tonight. ”

Seeing Lost Island Love wearing his own clothes, Mito Hayato couldn't help but froze as he carried the heater.

What is that phrase? Beauty out of the bath?

Lost Island Love looked at herself vividly, although the clothes she was wearing were a little bigger and more masculine in comparison, but there was no sense of disobedience on the body of Lost Island Love.

Mito Hayato knows how good the clothes are that are not chosen by the original owner, and he purely thinks that the lost island love is good-looking.

Is it because I didn't wear glasses?,The last time I watched it up close, I already noticed that the lost island love was a beauty.,This time after taking a shower.、Plus I didn't wear thick glasses anymore.,The beauty of the lost island love has played more.,Is the glasses so serious for a person's appearance?

"So, where does Mito-kun sleep?"

"Well, I'll sleep on the couch in the living room first." Mito Hayato shook his head, "Although this old house has many bedrooms, I haven't lived in it for so many years, and the sheets and bedding are gone. ”

Mito Hayato is telling the truth.,Since the death of the original owner's grandparents.,The shrine is deserted.、The old house in the back mountain has not been lived in for more than ten years.,That's why the original owner's father will come over every year to clean it.,Over the years, all the bedding and stuff have been eaten by rats.。

Now the futon on the tatami mat in the bedroom is still one of the few things he brought from the house that has been forced to auction off in Bunkyo District.

"No way!" Lost Island Ai shook her head eagerly, her eyes seemed to be crying again, "It's already a lot of trouble for me to live here, if I let Mito-san sleep on the sofa again, and I can lie in the futon and enjoy the heater by myself......"

Ai Lost Island's little head swirled around the room, and she saw the closet.

The closet was half-open, divided into two levels, just the length to fit her in.

"I can sleep in the closet!"

"Are you Doraemon?" Mito Hayato couldn't help but complain.

"Doraemon?"

There is no such thing as the iconic anime of the era of "Doraemon" in this world, and Hayato Mito patted his head.

"Otherwise, we can ...... tonight" Lost Island looked at the tatami mat in front of her, which was about one and a half meters wide, which was exactly the width of a small double bed, "That's it, that, sleeping on a tatami mat." ”

Whether to sleep on a tatami mat or whether two people sleep together in the same tatami mat is an intriguing thing.

Although the two things are essentially the same, they are said with skill.

Mito and Lost Island looked at each other for more than ten seconds, and Lost Island Love couldn't bear this weird silence at first, she was obviously cowardly and weak, but she didn't know where she got the courage from, so she lifted the futon and lay down first.

The little head and two arms are exposed, and he looks at Mito with a cute and cute look.

Finding that the current situation is a little weird, Lost Island Koi has changed from lying flat to lying on his side with his back to Mito Falato.

Even the lost island love is so courageous, Mito Hayato didn't rub it anymore, raising his hand and pulling the rope hanging from the chandelier.

"Smack."

The lights are turned off and the bedroom is plunged into a dark silence.

The two men in the room were wrapped in a quilt and turned away from each other, and there were only two different breaths left in the quiet space.

Is it time to put a bowl of water in the middle? Mito Hayato remembered the joke from his past life.

Ten minutes later, Mito Hayato still didn't feel sleepy, he was originally a person who could only fall asleep at eleven or twelve o'clock, and now he was only a little more than ten o'clock.

He wanted to turn over, but it was obviously too rude, and he wanted to change his position, but it couldn't, and a baby fly on a bed was suffocated into a stone statue: "Did you sleep?" ”

"Sleep." Lost Island Love said clearly, "I slept soundly, it's not early, you can go to bed quickly, Mito-kun." ”

“……”

How can people take this downward?

Mito Hayato looked out the window at the night, a moon hanging in the sky, "We'll have a lot of things to deal with in the next few days. Grandma's funeral, fire insurance, police station...... Don't worry too much, I'll accompany you to deal with it little by little. ”

"Hmm."

Mito Hayato actually didn't have a clue how to deal with these things, after all, the national conditions of this book were different from those of China, and even in his previous life, he had never encountered a fire.

But no matter how difficult things are, one step at a time, you can go on.

"It's snowing."

Snowflakes suddenly fluttered outside the window, and it was a dreamy hazy look in the bright moonlight.

"yes." Lost Island Lian turned around when he heard this, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.