At 7 o'clock in the evening, Izumi Kurose and Chiren Shiraishi, who had been shopping for vegetables on the way, returned to their home in Jimbocho.

"I'm back."

"Excuse me."

Izumi Kurose listened to Shiraishi Chirei's greeting that was different from herself, and said with a smile: "Shouldn't it be said here, I'm back?" ”

This is the home of the two of them, nothing to disturb and not to bother.

It's good to just say it's back.

In this way, it is also more warm and has the feeling of living together...... Right?

"Well, I'm back." Shiraishi Qianren nodded slightly, and a faint red appeared on her beautiful little face.

It seems that she also realizes the meaning of this sentence and understands the hidden meaning of Kurose Springs.

And Izumi Kurose, who asked Shiraishi Chiren to say this, scratched her head when she heard her really say it.

After that, the two fell into an inexplicable embarrassment.

It wasn't until Shiraishi Chiren stretched out her hand and took the ingredients that Izumi Kurose had been carrying, saying that she was going to make dinner, that this slightly embarrassing atmosphere was broken.

Izumi Kurose watched her walk into the kitchen, her back disappearing, before she withdrew her gaze and sat down in the living room.

He first made a pot of tea, moistened his dry throat, and then took out his homework and began to write.

Time is fleeting. By the time I came back to my senses, it was already darkening outside.

The crystal chandelier on the ceiling of the living room emits a warm yellow light to dispel the darkness.

I don't know when the dining table next to the living room has been set on a plate of brightly colored dishes, exuding an enticing aroma.

But what surprised Izumi Kurose the most was that Chiren Shiraishi, wearing a single ponytail and an apron, sat on the sofa next to him, watching him quietly.

"When did you come?"

He was so focused for a moment that he didn't even notice Shiraishi Chiren.

Shiraishi Chiren thought for a moment and replied, "Five minutes ago, right?" ”

"Then why don't you call me? Dinner is ready. ”

"Seeing that you are so serious, I think it will be okay to wait a while."

"Won't it be boring? It's boring to look at me like this, isn't it? ”

"No, it's interesting." Shiraishi Chiren shook her head lightly and smiled, "Are you done writing?" It's time to eat. ”

"Good ......"

After putting away the homework, Izumi Kurose and Chiren Shiraishi washed their hands together and sat down opposite each other at the dining table.

Izumi Kurose took a bite of food, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "By the way, how about the rotten wood?" After two days, are there any eyebrows? ”

"No, there are no clues, the police said that she left no evidence, and her name does not match."

The person "Fuyuko Kuchigi" is false, and of course he will not be found.

Her hair, face, name, personality, and even her body were carefully disguised.

As for the mobile phone number of "Fuyuko Kuchigi"......

By the time the police went to check, it was already empty.

Even the registered address is someone else's, not her at all!

"Is Fuyuko Kuchigi a pseudonym......

Izumi Kurose frowned, and there was an indescribable complication in her heart.

The name is fake, and so must the hobbies?

So what the hell is true about her?

Was it gentleness, thoughtfulness, or the careful care he had taken care of for the past three days?

Or is it all false and deliberate?

Izumi Kurose doesn't understand, and can't understand, what the true face of "Fuyuko Kuchigi" is.

He only knew that she had hurt Shiraishi Chiri.

With this alone, he will be a stranger to Kuchiki Fuyuko and stand on the opposite side.

Seeing that his brows were furrowed, Shiraishi Qianren comforted him softly: "Don't worry too much about the rotten wood, now that we are staying together, she has no chance." ”

"Even if she dares to come, I will definitely keep her this time and will not let her run away again."

"So...... Shall we eat first? The food will be cold later. ”

Izumi Kurose listened quietly and nodded: "Well, too." ”

After that, the two changed the topic and chatted about tomorrow with or without a pair.

After eating, wash the dishes together and take turns washing as usual.

Then, Izumi Kurose returns to the master bedroom and turns on the computer and continues to rewrite the ending of the novel.

Shiraishi pulled over a chair and sat beside him, watching quietly.

It's not so much to look at his code words, but to say, it's to look at him.

It's a time of a little peace.

The only thing in the room is the crunch of finger tapping on the keyboard.

An hour and a half later, Izumi Kurose, who had woken up from his immersion, glanced at the number of words next to him—5,500.

Not bad.

This also relies on the outline given by Fuyuko Rottenki, otherwise it would be about three thousand in an hour if it is written normally!

Bai Shi Qianlian, who was sitting on the side, saw that the code word was over, so he spoke softly:

"Good work."

"Suddenly, I feel a little déjà vu......"

Izumi Kurose glanced at Chiren Shiraishi beside him, and remembered that when he was imprisoned, "Fuyuko Kuchigi" sat next to him like this.

At the end of the codeword, she will hand over a cup of warm tea and say that she has worked hard.

"Huh? What is the sense of déjà vu? Shiraishi Qianren tilted his head slightly, his face puzzled, "Has anyone ever been like this, watching you write?" ”

"No...... Nothing, unintentional. ”

"Yes......"

Shiraishi Qianren didn't ask any more, but her face, which was originally soft, suddenly became thoughtful.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Izumi Kurose vaguely felt it—and a little cold.

So, he couldn't help but ask, "Shiraishi, are you minding...... Sulking? ”

"No, what's there to care about." Shiraishi glanced at her face, pretending not to care.

"You're sulking, aren't you? Why don't you look at me? Izumi Kurose leaned forward and pressed her face towards Shiraishi Chirei's face, trying to make eye contact with her.

But as soon as he moved, Shiraishi Qianren also moved, and even twisted his head!

"You really mind, right?"

Now, no matter how dull Izumi Kurose is, she can understand that she is minding the matter of "Rotchiki Fuyuko"!

"What do I have to mind?" Shiraishi Qianlian's voice had a hint of shame to be seen through.

This reassures Izumi Kurose.

If you care, that's fine.

He can coax, explain, and eliminate the unhappiness that arises from feeling that the other person is special.

Izumi Kurose could understand very well why Chiren Shiraishi cared.

Empathy, if someone has a distance beyond the distance between friends, he will also be uncomfortable.

"Shiraishi, listen to me, okay?" Izumi Kurose asked softly.

Shiraishi didn't respond, just turned her head and pursed her lips, revealing a very cute and understandable expression.

At this moment, silence is better than sound.

"When Rotten Wood imprisoned me, he used to look at me writing like this, and at the end of it said, 'It's hard.'"

"But that's in the past, and there's no way I'm going to have any more contact with her, unless I'm in the police station."

"So, don't care, okay? Because...... What I like is you, Shiraishi, and only you. ”