Chapter 125: Eating Melons

"That's right, everyone likes cute things." Hoshimi didn't take a step back, and didn't notice the eyes of Nanase Nishino hanging on her back, she squatted down and picked up the watercolor in the lower row of the shelf, looked at it curiously, looked up at Nishino and asked, "Na-chan has you figured out what to buy?" ”

Nishino didn't seem to hear Hoshimi's question clearly, and replied, "What kind of person would Miho like?" ”

"Huh? Why are you asking me this all of a sudden? ”

"It's just a little curious."

"What kind of people do you like? I guess I'm a person who knows how to draw. Hoshimi put the watercolor back on, and looked at the boxed paint in a daze, and suddenly wondered what Wakatsuki would want to paint now if she suddenly stuffed a box of paint. She thought it would be a strange abstract painting again, and couldn't help but purse her lips and smile.

After saying that, Hoshimi looked up at Nishino, and the lights of the supermarket were scattered on top of Nishino's head, and the lights were so bright that Hoshimi had to squint his eyes half-squinting.

Hoshimi slowly stood up, the music in the supermarket was noisy, and Nishino's heart was also agitated, and while Hoshimi looked at her, he couldn't help but pin his face away from the shelf on the right, and his fingers slid restlessly on the iron shelf, the cold and rough touch soothed the hot fingertips.

"What's wrong? Na-chan likes this? Hoshimi followed Nishino's line of sight to look at the colored pens on the shelf, tilted his head and reached out to take it and put it in the cart, "If you like it, you can buy it, it's not expensive anyway, and Ina-chan's excellent painter will definitely be able to maximize the value of this box of pens." ”

Nishino muttered in response, pecked his head lightly, and the next second pretended to confirm casually, "Does Miho like people who can draw?" So, what do you probably like to draw? ”

"Draw what?" Hoshimi frowned, but he didn't expect Nishino to be so curious on this issue, and after thinking for a moment, he said vaguely: "Probably, will you draw something unconventional?" I like people who are special and have their own ideas. ”

Hoshimi thought, abstract painting should be described like that, right?

Nishino's hand holding the cart tightened tighter, his palms oozing fine sweat, and she couldn't bear to ask the rest of the words, she wanted to ask, the so-called special, is it like to draw a special existence like a 'bean'?

"Did Kuma reply to the message?" Hoshimi put a few bags of snacks in the car, but when he turned his head, he saw Nishino looking at him in a daze, and asked strangely, "Is there anything dirty on my face?" She raised her hand and rubbed her face.

"It's not dirty, I haven't looked at my phone yet, I'll look at it now."

"Okay, then I'll go and choose the watermelon first, Na-chan will wait for me here."

"Okay."

-------------------------------------

"How did you buy a watermelon for so long?" The first thing Ikoma said when he opened the door was to question Hoshimi, who was carrying a shopping bag, "Why did you buy so many things?" ”

Wakatsuki hurriedly walked over to Hoshimi to help her carry the bag to the table, she amusedly watched Hoshimi fall straight on the bed, curiously dialed the bag, and looked at the bag full of souvenirs, fruits, and snacks and only felt a burst of amusement.

"You also bought alcohol?" Wakatsuki looked at the bottles in the bag in surprise.

Hoshimi replied weakly with a voice from the pillow, "I bought children's beer, don't worry, I'm very well-behaved." ”

When Ikoma heard Wakatsuki's words, he also leaned in and rummaged through the bag, "Didn't you buy watermelon?" Why did you still buy oranges? How can there be oranges this season? ”

Hoshimi sat up with a carp, pointed to the orange that Ikoma was holding in his hand and said, "I'm also curious why there are oranges in this season, so I only bought four, one for each of us." ”

Ikoma also unceremoniously sat directly on the chair next to the table and peeled it off, and while peeling it, he looked up at Nishino, who had nothing in his hand, and asked, "What did Na-chan buy?" ”

"Bought a box of colored pencils." Hoshimi answered Ikoma before Nishino, got up and took an orange and peeled it by himself, and after peeling it, he handed it to Nishino, who happened to come over, and picked up the next one.

"Buying colored pens?" Ikoma had food wrapped in his mouth, and his voice became indistinct, "What are you buying colored pens for?" Does Na-chan want to draw tonight? ”

Hoshimi also looked at Nishino curiously, but the other party was only slightly stunned, and said with a hint of apology in his tone: "I haven't thought about what to draw yet." ”

Hoshimi stuffed a petal of orange into his mouth, and said casually: "That's easy, just draw us, I haven't seen Na-chan draw people yet, is it okay?" ”

"Huh? Yes, but it's possible for me to draw it, it's very curious, is it okay? ”

"Curious?" Hoshimi's mind suddenly appeared with a 'bean-like' look, and he couldn't help but reproduce his face into a 'bean-like' face in his mind, his body trembled a little, and he hurriedly said: "I think it may still be related, after all, our focus tonight is not to paint, but to eat watermelon, let's eat watermelon first, and then Na-chan will think about what to draw." ”

As she spoke, Hoshimi immediately picked up the whole watermelon and put it on the table alone, and then she remembered something more important, and said with a wry smile: "Don't we have a knife?" ”

Ruoyue then rummaged through the convenience bag, looked at the wry-smiling Hoshimi and said, "It's okay, I'll just go to the kitchen and borrow one now." ”

Hoshimi shook his head and stopped Wakatsuki, "No need, I'll show you a hand, I'm a wild survival expert." With that, Hoshimi vacated the bag and put the watermelon, checked it, and the watermelon was surrounded by the bag, and then raised his hand to slash the watermelon with a neat hand knife, and the hand fell and divided, and the watermelon instantly split into two halves in front of several people, half of which fell on the bag, and the other half was caught by Hoshimi's prepared hand.

"Eat." Hoshimi pulled a tissue to wipe the watermelon juice on her hands, and beckoned a few people who were shocked by her bare hands chopping watermelons.

Hoshimi grabbed a small piece of melon meat in the middle and stuffed it into his mouth, turned sideways to look at the few people who were still with their mouths open, and smiled helplessly: "What's wrong?" Were you scared? This is very easy to split, and this melon is already relatively ripe, and it cracks as soon as it is stressed. ”

"By the way, I asked the clerk for a few disposable spoons." Hoshimi took out the small spoon that had been prepared from the goods piled up on the table and handed it to Wakatsuki, who was closest to her.

Wakatsuki took the spoon in a daze, and did not tear the wrapping paper of the spoon, but was the first to raise his hand and applaud, and Ikoma immediately clapped his hands, and there was a sudden hint of respect in his eyes.

Ikoma took the spoon for the second time and couldn't help but ask, "Miho, can you tell us directly, what else can you do with your hands other than breaking apples and splitting watermelons?" ”

Hoshimi grabbed the spoon and quickly scooped out the sweetest piece of flesh in the middle of the watermelon, thought for a while and said, "There are so many things that can be done, does it count as opening a can for Asuka Saito?" ”

"Count." Not to be outdone, Ikoma scooped off the center of the other half of the watermelon and stuffed it into his mouth.

It's just that unlike Ikoma, Hoshimi handed the spoon with the melon heart to Nishino's mouth, "Thank you, Na-chan, for accompanying me to the supermarket." ”

Wakatsuki ate the watermelon and bit the spoon and smiled at Hoshimi's actions, chewing the refreshing and sweet watermelon in her mouth, glanced at the raw pony who was immersed in the enjoyment of eating watermelon in the air-conditioned room, shook her head, and sighed silently.