Amamiya Nanase's apartment is about a forty-minute drive from IM - this refers to the time spent driving, not counting the time spent stuck in traffic and waiting for red lights.

If you are taking the subway or something, it will take more than 1 hour from Amamiya Nanase's apartment road IM to the IM company, close to an hour and a half.

After all, the place where the IM company is located is also the business district of New Tokyo, and as a voice actor who couldn't even get a job before, Amamiya Nanase is unlikely to be able to afford to rent a nearby house.

So if Amamiya Nanase wants to go to IM, he has to squeeze the subway every day, and it takes three hours to go back and forth.

Voice actor, in fact, is such a profession.

Hao Ping drove his old-fashioned business car to the downstairs of Amamiya Nanase, and took out his mobile phone to call Amamiya Nanase: "Nanase, I've arrived, you guys come down." ”

"Hao Pingsang, come up. My room is in room B301. On the phone, Amamiya Nanase said.

"Come up?! Didn't you say to go to dinner? Hao Ping asked strangely.

"Anyway, you come up first."

After saying that, Amamiya Nanase hung up the phone, and he didn't even have time to give Hao Ping a reaction.

"What's going on?" Hao Ping put away his phone and muttered in his heart.

I locked the car and walked up the stairs next to the apartment.

Japanese housing habits are somewhat different from those in China, except for the wealthy, who can choose according to their preferences, and the average person usually prefers to live in an apartment rather than a single-family house. But this does not mean that apartments are necessarily more expensive than detached houses, and sometimes, there are cheap apartments like dormitories for the poor to choose from.

Amamiya Nanase's apartment doesn't look like a particularly bad budget apartment, it's just that it's cheaper because of the bad location.

Follow the stairwell up the third floor to find Room B301 where Amamiya Nanase is located, which is about the first room on the right side of the stairwell.

Hao Ping had come to the neighborhood many times to pick up Amamiya Nanase and others, but this was the first time he walked to the door of Amamiya Nanase.

Suddenly remembering that this was the first time he came to the door of an eighteen-year-old girl's room, Hao Ping suddenly felt a little flustered.

"This ...... Is it appropriate? Hao Ping, who kept his single record and date of birth in sync, was a little hesitant, and he didn't know if it was rude.

In the end, though, he chose to ring the doorbell.

"Nanase, I'm here." After ringing the doorbell, he didn't hear a reply, so he had to shout.

"We're all here, come in, the door isn't closed, Hao Pingsang." Through the door, I heard the voice of Amamiya Nanase, and it seemed that he was very busy.

"Enter...... Get in? Hao Ping was a little embarrassed.

But I thought that since Amamiya Nanase asked him to go in, there should be nothing inconvenient in the room.

After convincing himself so simply, Hao Ping pushed open the door and walked in.

"This ......" Hao Ping saw the appearance in the room, and didn't even come up with anything to say for a while.

It's not that Amamiya Nanase's room is like the news, it's obviously a glamorous-looking girl, but the room is actually dirty and messy. On the contrary, Amamiya Nanase's room is actually quite clean and tidy.

The house is divided in half, half used as a living room and half blocked by a wall, which is supposed to be used as a room.

After all, it's a girl's boudoir.

I don't know whether to be disappointed or rejoicing, Hao Ping thought.

What left Hao Ping speechless was that in the middle of the living room, there was a hot pot on the table, the soup in the pot had begun to tumble, and the blisters were coming out of the pot that was full of stuff.

Unlike Chinese hot pot, Chinese hot pot is generally more do-it-yourself, but Japanese hot pot is eaten in a pot full of local food from the beginning.

"Hey, hey, hey......" Ami Aono, who was sitting at the table, looked at Hao Ping, who was speechless for a while, and said with a strange smile: "How about it, Nanase-chan and Michiko made the dishes themselves, did Mr. Hao Ping saliva flow out?" ”

"This ......" Hao Ping shook his head, took off his shoes, changed into the slippers that Amamiya Nanase had prepared, and walked to the table and sat down.

If he doesn't know anything until now, he's a bit idiot.

"I thought I was going to eat outside." After taking a seat at the table, he said with a wry smile.

"Originally, I planned to do it this way, but then I don't know why Nanase-chan and Michiko were talking and talking, so why did they plan to do it themselves." Ami Aono leaned on the table and smiled.

"What about you?" Hao Ping looked at Ami Aono who was slumped on the table and asked casually.

"Me?" Ami Aono said, "Originally, I was going to help, but Nanase-chan kicked me out after seeing me holding a knife. ”

After speaking, he complained to Hao Ping, "Mr. Hao Ping, did you say that Nanase sauce exceeded the points?" ”

Hao Ping didn't answer, but looked at the kitchen separated by a glass movable door on the side, and said, "Then I'll go and see if there's anything I can do to help." ”

After saying that, he got up and walked into the kitchen.

Pushing open the door of the kitchen, Amamiya Nanase and Michiko Yasumi are inside, Michiko Anyuan is washing vegetables, and Amamiya Nanase is cutting the clean vegetables she has washed into sizes that are almost completely indistinguishable.

"Hao Pingsang? How did you get in. Seeing Hao Ping walking in, the two girls turned their heads and asked strangely.

With this turn of his head, Hao Ping found that there was something that was a little discordant.

It took a while to realize it.

Amamiya Nanase and Michiko Yashiroki actually wore light makeup.

was originally a beautiful and lovely girl, but after makeup, she looked more bright and moving, plus she was wearing an apron and carefully selected clothes, which made Hao Ping, who had been getting along with several girls, feel quite fresh.

"Hao Pingsang ......" was looked at by Hao Ping, the two girls were a little embarrassed, and An Yuan Michiko called out even more shyly.

"Ah......" was awakened by An Yuan Michiko's voice, Hao Ping reacted: "What's that...... I'll come in and see if there's anything I can do to help. ”

"No, just leave it to us here." Amamiya Nanase smiled and put the things in his hand into place, then handed them to Hao Ping, and finally pushed him out of the kitchen.

Hao Ping held the vegetables that had been loaded over by Amamiya Nanase in his hand, looked at the kitchen door that had been closed, and did not react for a while.

After a long while, he shook his head with a smile and put the plate on the table.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Has Hao Pingsang been fascinated by Nanase-chan and Michiko? Ami Aono was next to her, looking at Hao Ping, who was pushed out of the door, and asked with a grin.

"Ahem......" Hao Ping coughed lightly and did not answer.

"Speaking of which, Hao Pingsang thinks that Nanase sauce is good-looking or Michiko is good-looking?" Ami Aono asked suddenly.

She was watching Amamiya Nanase and Michiko Yasumi from the side, and suddenly ran home, putting on makeup and changing clothes, of course, after that, they looked bright and cute.

Although she still doesn't understand why she has to be so formal for a meal.

But most of them can guess three or two points.

The sound in the kitchen was a little quiet, and I couldn't hear the sound of Amamiya Nanase chopping vegetables and the knife gently cutting into the cutting board; I can't hear Amamiya Nanase, the sound of the vegetables in his hand playing in the water.

"Ahem......" Hao Ping suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Nanase and Michiko are very cute. ”

"Hey, hey, hey......" Ami Aono laughed.

Just as he was about to ask something more, suddenly the kitchen door opened, and Amamiya Nanase and Michiko Yasumi walked out with plates one after the other: "Yami-chan, what nonsense, it's time to eat." ”

"Oh-" Seeing that she could officially start eating, Ami Aono put things aside and cheered.

Amamiya Nanase and Michiko Yasumi walked to the table, put the things in their hands away, and then said to Hao Ping: "Hao Pingsang, try it, in fact, I am quite confident in the peony pot." ”

"Hehehe...... Good. And Hao Ping, who had just been asked by Ami Aono, could only laugh awkwardly.