27. Don't be unpredictable
It's almost over, and if you take another walk, Mr. Chihara's legs will probably be useless.
He took an egg tart from the bag of the girl next door and threw it into his mouth, and the boy chewed it twice and swallowed it.
"Chiharaβ" The girl squinted.
"As a return gift for taking care of you so much, what's wrong with giving you a few bites of Brother Qianyuan?"
Stuffing the light novel back into his pocket, someone is quite reasonable, and he doesn't see the embarrassment just now.
"I regret that I didn't take a picture of your shy look just now."
"Less nonsense, hurry up."
Mr. Chihara stood on the side of the platform and looked back and forth, waiting for the train that would arrive at about this time.
It's 3:20 p.m., and the sky is still blue, as blue as the sea. Fish-scale white clouds drifted slowly in the air, not knowing where to go. Just now, the mall was crowded to death, but there were not many people taking the tram at this time, the carriage was empty, and there was only the sound of wheels colliding with the rails, and the female radio with full words.
The shadow of the telephone pole outside the car window kept flickering.
The two of them did not sit down very tacitly, but each found a handrail and put it on it.
Because of her height, Miss Caimeow floated with the carriage like clouds in the sky.
"You don't have to take the train to and from school every day, do you?" Zhu Dacai asked.
"Why don't you run away?" The boy replied angrily.
The curve was more than a dozen kilometers away, and Mr. Chihara wondered how the idiot had come up with such a way of talking.
Zhuda Caimeow let go of the armrest, sat on the blue seat, pinched the tip of her small nose and thought for a moment, and said, "Why don't you buy a car?" As a mature handsome guy with a car, you will park directly at the entrance of the university in the future, and put a bottle of mineral water on the roof of the car, plus your face...... Ah, don't step on it! I just wiped these shoes today. β
"It's unlikely, it's too expensive, I don't want to take the driver's license test, and there is a high probability that I won't be able to pass it." Mr. Chihara, who had just interrupted the adult's dirty fantasies, sighed lightly, "When you say that, the contemptible suddenly wants to get a Japanese-style bicycle and miss my high school youth." β
After all, this thing seems to be a regular in cartoons.
"Buy one with a back seat?"
"Yes." Mr. Chihara nodded.
"With girls?"
"If I can, I'll try to wave my sister inside at the gate of the high school next time after school to see if anyone is willing to let me take it."
"Aren't you tired?"
"That's not bad to buy a battery car."
Takeda Caimeow lowered her head and rubbed her eyebrows with her thumb.
When the tram arrived, the two got off the bus, bought two bottles of mineral water from the vending machine, and walked out while drinking.
There are not many people in the commercial street near my home. There are two international students who are handing out flyers at the entrance of the mall, and they are dressed very thickly, like two balls. Seeing a couple of men and women passing by, they hurriedly handed over two fitness flyers.
Chihara took the two, folded them in half and folded them in half, stuffed them into his coat pocket together, and prepared to go home and fold them into paper airplanes, but just thinking about it, he felt that it seemed that folding too much would affect the strength of the fuselage.
So he folded one on the spot and threw it into the trash can next to him.
Accurate hits, but also extra harvest of the resentful eyes of young workers.
Mr. Chihara snickered and quickened his pace to leave.
Also, it's time to go to the supermarket today to buy some vegetables and meat and store them in the refrigerator. After all, after the New Year's holiday, Mr. Chihara doesn't want to go out tomorrow or the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to go out to buy vegetables, and he has to be hit by the couples and couples who are holding their arms around him.
It's better to buy more at once.
As for Mr. President, who is in the office......
I believe that this middle-aged Internet addict will also be reduced to squatting at home for the New Year like him, and I hope he can go out and order food on time.
Oh yes, there is also a poor high school student Yui Mizukura, who has a good chance of having a good and easy holiday in the New Year.
In other words, this supermarket is also quite large, and there are a lot of ingredients. Mr. Chihara and Miss Coolie have purchased a large number of ingredients and seasonings, but unfortunately they can't buy the freshest ingredients at this point.
Carefully putting a bottle of Lao Gan Ma, which is sold at a high price in Japan, into the shopping basket, Mr. Chihara glanced behind him impatiently.
Then he said with a sad face: "May I ask the big sister over there, when will you catch up with the despicable footsteps?" β
"Huhu...... You said it lightly, why don't you change it? β
Zhu Da Caimeow panted in response, and the 10KG rice bag in his hand was eager to throw it on the man in front of him.
"That's free, the contemptible person is weak and weak, has a loss of appetite, is sluggish, and is full of debuffs, and is not suitable for such barbarian physical work." The young man shook his head helplessly, feeling that he was still jealous of the heavens when he was in his prime, leaving only a not very strong body.
I stayed up late last night and took some notes, but I didn't know that now I was frozen and tired.
Mr. Chihara was full of remorse, and after repeatedly trying to move the rice bag to no avail, he had to tearfully ask his younger sister for help.
"You can't be pretending, are you?"
In response to this questioning, Mr. Chihara did not look up, but said softly:
"Miss Caimeow, work hard, go back and I'll make hamburger meat."
"After you say this, I will have strength."
Mr. Chihara couldn't help but smile, and sure enough, it was the material rewards that were the most motivating.
"It's time to settle the bill." The girl couldn't help but urge.
"Ah, are you done with your pick?" Mr. Chihara was still watching, and he was stunned when he saw that she was already planning to go to the checkout.
"Or else!"
"And potato chips, don't you want to see it? I've been looking forward to this cucumber flavor for a long time, and it was originally said that it was only available in China, but I didn't expect to see it here. Chihara exclaimed at his old friend.
"The chips are delicious, but who came up with the recipe for cucumber flavor?" Miss Meow shook her head.
"There's still a freshly imported Philippine pineapple flavor over there, and the daily sales are limited, and now there's left, don't you want to try it?"
"Don't talk about it, I've been getting tooth decay lately, and I don't want to eat snacks." The girl declined.
"Isn't that even fruit candy to eat?" Mr. Chihara was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed, "Wait, I'll buy something more, and we'll go back." β
"Spare me!"
The girl, whose arms were already 10 kilograms, lamented.
"You're the one who spared yourself." Mr. Chihara glanced at her in surprise, "Wouldn't it be nice to pick up a cart?" β
"That's right!" The girl was stunned.
Mr. Chihara sighed with emotion that his sister's intelligence value was so low, and he kept groping in the happy area of the fat house with both hands.
Blue-skinned? Dogs don't drink!
Green-skinned? Is there a difference with mineral water?
Sure enough, she is still a pretty woman in a red suit, and it is most suitable for Mr. Chihara's young man.
Well? Why is there still yellow hair to rob me?
How can such a simple love allow the appearance of the Minotaur!
"This gentleman, can you let go of your hand, you pressed my delicate and delicate fingers."
"I think it's kind of disgusting for men to say that." The man next to him showed disgusted eyes, and one hand firmly grasped the red-skinned happy water.
"Loyalty is good for deeds, I have good words to persuade you, young men don't know what to do."
Mr. Chihara said in a deep voice: "Don't be unpredictable! β
The man raised his eyebrows: "Huh?" It's a drink, and now you're going to have to grab it from me, right? β
"And you drink Pepsi?"
"It's better to drink Pepsi than to drink toilet cleaner!"
"So you're going to grab Coca-Cola with me?"
Mr. Chihara has always been easy-going, sincere, and has the attributes of a male mother who is loved by everyone, but unfortunately he can't tolerate others touching his beloved.
Yes! Such a dog breed that doesn't know whether it is alive or dead should be bombed down on the spot!
Mr. Chihara trembled, when he wanted to roll up his sleeves and have a powerful big ring match, let this young boy who didn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth understand the ability of the Chihara Sea Emperor.
"Yuma, what are you doing? Haven't come back for so long? β
"Also, don't cause trouble to others."
Oh, what a beautiful voice.
Mr. Chihara couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and tilted his head to look behind him.
She is a beautiful girl with a youthful and beautiful face.
This unpretentious outfit, a familiar face, and a faint dark circle.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my brother's discipline is not strict, it's really rude."
Seeing his appearance, the girl was stunned for a moment, and then changed her face.
She slapped off the salty pig's trotters that some of the little brothers and Mr. Chihara had snatched of the happy water, and embarrassedly took another can.
"Why don't I pay for it?" The girl smiled.
ββ¦β¦ Belch? Mr. Chihara took two steps back in fear, "Do we know each other?" β
"Don't you know?" The girl tilted her head and said.
It's kind of cute.
It made Mr. Chihara's heart tremble.
But the face changes so quickly, and the takeout is so old, the teenager feels that he will definitely not be able to play.
As soon as he stuffed the rice bag on the ground into the car, Zhuda Caimeow looked at the boy who suddenly ran behind him and was a little speechless.
"No, what kind of nerves do you have."
The boy shook his head and said, "It's not an illness this time. β
"I'm going to be jumped by an immortal, people I don't know over there say they know me, and the tea power is so high, Miss Caimeow will block it for me." Mr. Chihara pointed in the direction of the drink cabinet, "By the way, I took the Coke." β
"Absolutely, isn't it just being accosted by a girl? How did you come up with Immortal Jump? β
Zhuda Caimeow patted his forehead, feeling the incredibleness of his brain circuitry.
But after all, she reluctantly pushed the shopping cart over, after all, she really wanted to drink now.
"What just happened?" Miss Caimeow pulled someone's clothes and walked over, and her thumb pointed at the person behind her.
"Oh, I owe this gentleman a drink last time, and this time I happened to run into ...... again," the girl explained.
But in the middle of speaking, his eyes stopped on the face of Miss Caimeow opposite.
"You're Miss Zhuda, aren't you?"
I don't seem to dare to say my full name.
"Yes, yes, let's say it first, this little ghost and I are just going out for a walk, and it's forbidden to guess the relationship."
Zhuda Caimeow solemnly cleared up all the improper conjectures of outsiders in advance.
"No, I've worked with Zhuda's seniors a few times before......" the girl reminded after thinking for a moment, "It's in The World Only God Knows." β
Knows?
What a beautiful name.
Chihara couldn't help but get closer to her sister and asked, "What is that talking about?" β
Zhuda Caimeow replied in a deep voice: "The dead otaku who is addicted to the second dimension raids the reality girl." β
"I'm sour."