74 This kind of unlovely woman is not tsundere!
"Anyway, that's it, I'll look for you tomorrow."
Miyasui Sanye covered her mouth and mobile phone with one hand and said that the reason why she did this was because there were a bunch of classmates and seniors sitting behind her.
"Huh? Let Hojo-san come over and play together, I also want to see that kind of handsome guy. β
The girl sitting in the center shouted loudly, the sitting posture was impeccable, and the town was wearing an elegant kimono printed with a peony pattern, and the hairstyle was also a classic Ji hairstyle. Ignoring the words in her mouth and the lazy expression on her face, she is completely a Chinese noblewoman.
"Ah, really, don't talk nonsense, president."
Miyasui Sanye turned around and protested, these seniors usually seem to be more educated than the other, but when it comes to this time, they all start to mess around.
"That's right, that's right, I took away all the girls who fascinated me quietly, and I have to give everyone an explanation!"
The girl who spoke was also dressed in a kimono, and her hair was braided into a slender braid, which was fastened to both sides of her head in circles with black ribbons.
"Vice President, you too, don't say that shameful nickname anymore, you first attendant of the Ochasui Witch."
The corners of Sanye's eyes twitched slightly, and he really wanted to hang up the phone immediately. It doesn't matter if you don't care, it's a shame to let Kyosuke hear these words.
"Absolutely unforgiving!"
"Yes, yes! Unforgive! Unless you bring three, no, ten of the kind of treats that Kaori brought back last night, can give you a chance to explain! β
"Ayumi, you're too unproductive, haven't you heard Kaori say, that Hojo-san's cooking level is the first in neon, just a few snacks can satisfy you? Of course, I'm going to eat kaiseki cuisine.,Just visit the love nest of the three leaves.γ β
"Of course, if you want to embody your cooking skills, you have to be sushi, you are not productive!"
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Seeing that the external struggle had shifted to the inside again, Miyasui Sanye breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said into the phone:
"If you're going to have hot pot, Kyosuke, you can eat more for me, and come back to my house next time to make it for me."
"Hahaha, okay, Sanye, you can have fun too."
With Hojo Kyosuke's ears, of course, he heard the voice over there, and his heart was naturally full of joy that the girl could make so many friends.
If someone mistakenly thinks that he is going home to eat hot pot with other beautiful girls, so he will not save Miyasui Sanye when he sees death, it is too stupid. If there were only kendo club and baseball club activities today, he would definitely rush to Ochanomizu University without saying a word.
Show your affection in front of many of Sanye's friends,Present a sweet and shy sincere performance,Let them fully feel their love for Sanyeγ This is the obligation and responsibility that a man should fulfill, and there will never be behaviors such as not posting on Moments. After all, as early as when you fall in love, you should have the consciousness that your rights are halved and your obligations are multiplied.
Of course, the preparations for the sports festival could not stop him.
At around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, there were already many elementary school students playing in the open space on the side of the road before they had time to build houses, and it is difficult to see the so-called declining birthrate from this part of Tokyo, but as long as you trace the hometowns of those children, you can see that there are not even 100 students in the elementary middle and high school schools.
Looking at the little children in sunhats playing dodgeball under the big sun, Kyosuke Hojo, who was already so hot that he took off his coat and was wearing only a white shirt, thought wildly in his heart.
His home is located in an area with mouth-watering educational resources, with more than five options available from kindergarten to university. Public and private, boys' and girls' schools. The children who live here can really become childhood sweethearts from kindergarten. If you work harder, you can continue to be in this area even when you go to work.
However, there are disadvantages to the density of schools, and it is better to spread them out.
"Hojo Fellow, how is our time machine research?" A serious voice came from the front.
"According to Director Yamauchi, a lot of progress has been made compared to before school."
Kyosuke Hojo took his eyes off the children and responded casually.
"Oh? Could it be that the space-time string theory has been cracked? Sakura Yamauchi turned around, her eyes wide, and her two hands let go of the beautiful girl on the left and right, swinging to strengthen her shock.
"No, it's just that I just learned about the time machine, and it's gratifying to say that this research has made great progress from scratch."
Kyosuke Hojo didn't stop and wanted to overtake and go to the front, but just now the supermarket staff sent him a message saying that the ordered ingredients were about to be delivered.
"I see, it's really a lot of progress, then the next step is to crack the space-time string theory, no matter what you need, you can ask the Ministry of Service for help, we are your strong backing!"
Sakura grabbed someone who wanted to sneak away and said solemnly.
"Yes, yes, yes."
Listening to the conversation between the two, Xue Xia first looked inexplicable, and then became speechless. The glass next to her pursed her lips and chuckled as always, she was used to the improvisation of Sakura and Kyosuke-kun.
The identities of the two can seamlessly switch from the cosmic man of the M78 nebula to the mole thirty meters underground, and the plot ranges from a sad woman suffering from Alzheimer's disease to a queen who pampers one person. And it's not a unit drama, but a serial drama that will slowly form a setting.
For example, the current "research institute", the full name should be "the fantasy research institute that worked hard to satisfy Sakura Yamauchi's own opinion", and it is not easy to write it down even if you hear the name. The reason why Glass can remember it is because the name has appeared many times, and even the people around them have been assigned corresponding settings.
"Sakura-san, if you want to study a time machine, the first thing to consider is not the space-time string theory, but the material of the time machine. Although theoretical research is important, a study should start with the substance, and the emergence of new materials can also provide follow-up funding for research......"
Under the snow, he shook his lips covertly, trying to join the conversation, but the opening turned into something like this. This filled her heart with distress, but she could only bite the bullet and continue.
"I see, Hojo Fellow, downgrade! Under the snow Yukino, you have become the deputy director! β
The white coat has a balance printed on it, and justice on her head, this is her, the absolutely fair and just Yamauchi Sakura.
"Will my salary go down?" Someone asked.
"Bastard, what kind of capitalist do you think of me, we are a fantasy research institute, and the salary or something depends on imagination!" Sakura rebuked.
"Glass announcer, remember to inform the whole office of this news."
"Yes~~" Glass happily agreed.
I've become the deputy director?
Under the snow, I didn't expect that I would complete the whole process from entry to promotion with just one sentence, and this speed is also well-known in the family business, if my sister knows...... No, no, this is just a child's nonsense, be sober, don't be led astray by this guy Sakura.
Except for the two people who looked at the open space and the child at the same time, no one knew why there was this sudden role-play,
While talking, Ruyiliao was already in front of him.
As soon as I walked into the street, under the snow, I saw the red, yellow and blue mansions behind the building.
This is......
25 places in Bunkyo-ku, Shiradai 3-chome
At home, the company's real estate house has been hanging for several years and has not been able to sell, and the buyer is - Kyosuke Hojo. As a result, he entered his mother's sight, and his name appeared on the "list of candidates for brother-in-law".
She had read these materials, and her mother would not avoid her sister at all when she was doing these things. My sister will also calmly discuss the advantages and disadvantages of these candidates with her mother, as if it is not her life's event, but just a simple business plan.
At the same time, my sister will not hide these things from herself, and will show them to herself as if showing off, for fear that she will not understand, and will explain patiently.
"Oh, it's so distressing, so many good men don't know which one to marry. I really envy Xiao Xuenai, it doesn't matter who you want to marry. β
At this time, under the snow, he would carefully stare at his sister's face, trying to see a trace of reluctance under that delicate and bright smile. But no, nothing.
My sister, who has been trapped in a cage called an heir by her mother since she was a child, seems to be really happy that she can't do it, and she is happy that her future husband will be such a good person.
The black-haired girl felt a little sad in her heart, if her sister was reluctant, then what was the matter with herself, a person who wanted to inherit her father's career?
"Sakura-san, is your home the same place as Kyosuke Hojo's house?"
She's not stupid, and she'll figure it out when she gets here.
"Ah, I see! Kyosuke, why didn't you tell me sooner! Sakura Yamauchi suddenly realized, turned his head and began to criticize Hojo Kyosuke.
"You guys take your time, the supermarket people have arrived at the door, I have to sign for it." Someone didn't mean to take the blame at all, and quickly stepped forward after dropping this sentence.
"I'm going to help!" Glasses smiled embarrassedly at the snow and trotted after him.
"That~~ I'm not wrong.,This is my home.,Kyosuke and Glass, they come to my house every day to play.γ I also go to their house every day to play.
However, the first time I went to a friend's house to play, it was three at a time, Xiaoxue Nai, you really made a lot of money! β
Sakura grinned at the corners of her mouth to reveal her eight snow-white teeth and gave her standard thumbs up.
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Sure enough, this person's head is not normal, and he should have been infected by Kyosuke Hojo. Why do you think so, because under the snow, Yukino found that he actually had a little agreement with Sakura's words in his heart, and even had such a thought in his heart:
"Sure enough, it wasn't my problem that I didn't have friends before, as long as I could meet normal people, I could even go to three friends' houses to play at one time"
Sakura Yamauchi, terrifying, even the strong-willed self will be fooled.
"Okay, okay, isn't it just right, come to a friend's house to play and supervise Kyosuke's practice."
"That's just as well." Xue Xia nodded, just in time she didn't know what it took to play at her friend's house. With Kyosuke Hojo, you can also avoid the embarrassment of having nothing to do.
"Let's go, let's go, I'm going to eat hot pot tonight~"
"Hot pot?"
"Uh-huh, I'll tell you......"
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"Ruyiliao"
Standing in front of the black metal gate, Xue Nai whispered three words on the wooden table.
"Well, that's my name!" Sakura smiled and pushed open the courtyard door, but the two people who had entered before had not locked the door.
"It's a beautiful name."
The black-haired girl's voice was unusually soft, and such a name that unabashedly expressed her good wishes made her can't help but rejoice. In my own life, I have never had such simple happiness.
"Come in~" Sakura beckoned with satisfaction.
As soon as he raised his left foot under the snow to step through the courtyard door, a question arose in his head: "That sentence is disturbing, do you want to say it now, or will you say it later when you enter the door?" β
I didn't seem to mention such a thing as a courtyard gate in the article I read before.
Even this kind of thing can make her frown and struggle for a long time. The girl named Yukino under the snow.,It's such a person who insists on principles to the point of headaches.,Stubborn and ignorant to cute.γ
In view of the joke he made before, Yukishita decided to sincerely consult Sakura Yamauchi.
"Sakura-san, what should I do now? Need to say 'excuse me'? β
Sakura Yamauchi turned his head and looked at the seriousness and nervousness on the face of the black-haired girl.
It seems to have just woken up and entered human society for the first time as a bipedal walking robot. She thought.
Looking at such snow, Sakura couldn't help but feel a little distressed, his heart became soft, the smile on his face faded slightly, replaced with a gentle smile, and said seriously:
"Generally speaking, these social terms need to be spoken at the entrance of the house. But for friends like us, some unnecessary politeness can be dispensed with. β
"I see." Under the snow, he nodded solemnly, and he would not forget it again. Although she couldn't think of any other place besides in Ruyiliao, where she needed to use this knowledge.
Walking into the yard and carefully closing the door, she raised her head and began to look at the house she had seen before.
When she was in middle school, she came up with the idea of helping her family solve business problems so that her mother would value her. Humble and high-quality, but that was the best she could think of at the time.
The building, which had been backlogged in the company for several years, was a natural target. Needless to say, the final result is needless to say, such a house of hundreds of millions of dollars is not something that she can sell without connections, and it is almost the same as her sister who has been taken by her parents to meet with various relationships since she was a child.
The "genius" idea not only did not succeed, but made her further realize the gap between herself and her sister.
Sure enough, the house still has to be inhabited to be beautiful, thought under the snow.
There wasn't much to see from the front of the house, only the repainted white faΓ§ade and the canopy of trees in the direction of the courtyard, but she could feel it.
"Come in, Yukino." Sakura greeted.
"Hmm."
With a word of agreement, he walked under the snow on the black stone path to the door. This kind of house full of "popularity", even the bluestone pavement under your feet can feel the owner's intentions, which is completely different from your own empty apartment.
"Excuse me."
She lowered her head slightly and shouted, then put on the disposable slippers that Sakura handed over. But a glance at the shoe cabinet she saw made her frown, and before she could think about it, Sakura had already closed the shoe cabinet.
When you walk up to the entrance, the first thing you see is a few boxes of ingredients piled up at the kitchen door. It's hard not to notice that there are so many foam boxes of all kinds, and that Sakura Yamauchi is already yelling there.
"Oh, this snapper is so big!" Sakura held up a large fish wrapped in plastic wrap with both hands, and shouted exaggeratedly in his mouth.
"What a big ......"
Under the snow, he couldn't help but raise his head slightly, and his eyes looked at the pink snapper and sighed. But as soon as the words came out, the expression on her face was stiff, it was just a relatively large fish, why did she have to say such stupid things with Sakura. Children will happily shout big and big around the big fish, although they don't have that kind of childhood.
"Be careful that the water comes out, it's hard to wash the smell away."
Kyosuke Hojo came out of the kitchen and took the snapper from Sakurara.
"But it's really beautiful, the boss said it was only delivered to the store this morning."
"I see, the time to die is not more than five hours." Sakura nodded with a serious expression.
In the kitchen, the glass that was unpacking the other ingredients couldn't help but smile bitterly, and no matter how many times I heard about Sakura and Kyosuke-kun, it was still so unbearable.
These two people have no taboos at all, broth or something can be said to be soaked in xx water, and so is tea. Fortunately, it has converged a lot now, and it will be the most serious in Watergate City, because although Aunt Mei Jizi is afraid of blood, she likes this kind of joke very much, and the three of them are happy to talk about it every day.
"This is a real sea bream, right?"
Yukishita stepped forward and saw the pink scales of the fish like cherry blossoms, and agreed with Kyosuke Hojo's words for the first time. It is called "Sakura sea bream", and it is more oily and beautiful.
"Well, are you going to eat sashimi under the snow?" Kyosuke Hojo asked.
"Huh?"
"Because our family rarely eats sashimi, if you don't eat it, I'll use it all for hot pot."
One person explained that sea bream is much less active than tuna and the like, the meat is not chewy, and the taste is relatively light, and he would not buy it if he wanted to eat sashimi.
"It's up to you."
Yukishita replied, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, listening to Sakura's words before, she thought that it was Sakura Yamauchi who was in charge of cooking. But now, I looked at the stupid guy who was crouching in front of the box and looking at the scallops and exclaiming, "It's so big", and then at Kyosuke Hojo, who had already carried the fish to the kitchen to deal with it.
She understood that the cooking that Sakura said about making it herself probably meant putting the ingredients in the hot pot and soaking it for a while.
However, is the person in charge of cooking actually Kyosuke Hojo? This is something she didn't think about at all, no matter what piece of information you look at, Kyosuke Hojo doesn't look like a person who is good at cooking, but Nishinomiya-san, who seems to be a good cook.
After a moment's hesitation, she asked, "Is there anything I need help with?" β
Although she is capable of housework, she is not really good at cooking. After all, it's a bit of a waste of time to cook if you live alone.
"There is no reason to let the guests do it, you can go there and wait a while under the snow."
Kyosuke Hojo responded with a smile, and then kicked Sakura's ass with his foot:
"Stop playing, wash your hands, and be responsible for entertaining under the snow."
"Stupid Kyosuke, kicked me in the ass!" Sakura shouted.
"I know, I did it on purpose."
"I'm talking about real ass!"
"I know...... Stupid, don't use that posture since you're wearing a skirt, Venerable, give me a good lesson! β
Kyosuke Hojo sighed, even though he was still wearing socks, he could indeed feel the smooth and elastic touch when he brought out the feeling just now. It's a body that has been exercised with me since I was a child, it's really great! A sense of shameful pride grew in his heart.
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I don't know if it's an illusion under the snow, it seems that she shouldn't be here at this moment.
βanikiοΌοΌοΌ You're finally back, I miss you! β
Momotaro, whose body control chip was wrong, walked with a step that his six relatives did not recognize, and his four legs were upside down, and he ran over one by one.
Of course, this is something that only he and his own aniki can understand (Momotaro is sure that he can understand aniki, after all, it is an invincible aniki!). οΌγ In reality, it becomes:
"Boom~~~"
At first under the snow, I wondered what the sound was, as soon as I lowered my head, my little face turned green with fright, and I retreated like a teleportation, retreated, and a few flashes had already run to the side of the room, clinging to the locker in the back, and staring closely at the little fluffy thing on the ground.
The girl's pale cyan eyes trembled in panic, stretched out her slender index finger and pointed at Momotaro, and asked in a trembling voice:
"So, what's that?"
"Huh? It's a dog. β
Sakura, who had finished washing his hands, tilted his head, and Momotaro, who was startled by the black-haired girl, also tilted his hairy little head.
"That's right, the eldest sister is right, I'm a dog."
"Boom~~"
"Of course I knew it was a dog!" The voice under the snow was still shaking.
"Oh, it's Momotaro, it's cute."
Sakura held up Momotaro, who echoed in agreement.
ββ¦β¦ Forget it, anyway, please keep me away from it. He took a few deep breaths under the snow and whispered, as if he was afraid of disturbing the little white furball.
"Well, Xiaoxuenai, you said it, if you're afraid of dogs, I can let Momotaro go to other places to play, it's very obedient."
Sakura held Momotaro in both hands and shook it, as if showing off a plush doll.
"Hey, that woman, don't be too presumptuous, my Momotaro is here to find Aniki, and the ghost wants to get close to you! Really, although I can't understand what I'm talking about, Yingli is much cuter than you! β
Momotaro protested and never touched this woman's head!
"Although it is a dog, it is also the native of this house, and I can't trouble it for my own convenience."
Under the snow, he tentatively walked over cautiously, leaning as close to the sofa in the living room as possible:
"And! I, let me say first, I'm not afraid of dogs! It would be accurate to say that there is nothing wrong with them! After all, you see...... Anyway, this is completely different from being afraid of dogs! β
"Hmph, woman, I think the title of the first tsundere of Yingli Ruyiliao is going to be given to you, but never, only cute is tsundere, and the woman who hates Momotaro is never cute!"
Momotaro's muffled voice startled the snow again, and the three people next to him couldn't help but laugh.
This person is really too reasonable, what kind of vegetarian should really be asked to see, what is a real dog lover.
Hojo Kyosuke complained in his heart, and then lowered his head to find the seasoning from the cupboard, the hot pot is a mandarin duck pot as usual, and he doesn't plan to use a bag of hot pot base for the spicy soup base, but plans to fry it himself.
I hesitated for two seconds whether to fry in the yard or in the kitchen, well, in fact, I only thought about it for half a second. While the neighbors may drool, it's better than filling the house with smells, and the embarrassment of an open kitchen isn't something that can be solved with a range hood.
"Momotaro, let's go."
With the necessary spices in hand, he called out to his dog and walked out into the courtyard, where the outdoor stove and the like were in the tool room.
Momotaro glanced at Yukino under the snow with disdain, and then happily ran after Kyosuke Hojo.
"Sit down and take a break."
Sakura, who was already sitting on the sofa, greeted her, and she saw that a thin layer of sweat had already surfaced on her forehead under the snow. It's really an exaggeration, even a dog as small as Momotaro is afraid of someone.
"Hmm." The black-haired girl replied softly, but then she saw the smile on the other party's face, and hurriedly emphasized:
"I'm not afraid of dogs!"
"Uh-huh, I know I know~" Sakura-sama said casually, the world is very big, and it is tolerant of people who like dogs, and people who are afraid of dogs.
"Under the snow, please drink tea." Glass brought three cups of tea, well, chilled barley tea, neon treasures.
Shout~
Hearing this, Xue Xia immediately stood up, took it with both hands, and thanked him. I was so scared that the glass trembled.
"Relax, relax, don't be so nervous, Xiao Xuenai, just treat this place as your home." Sakura hurriedly said, she thought that her new friend might be a guest at someone else's house for the first time, and she was too nervous.
"Hmmm......"
If it's my house, then it's time for me to make tea, and choose the tea strictly according to your rank as a guest. No, Sakura was talking about the apartment where she lived alone. That...... I should have put the bento in the microwave by now.
Thinking of this, he looked out into the courtyard under the snow.
A green meadow is dotted with colorful plants and a rain flower stone path. The small verdant maple tree, with its outstretched branches and leaves, seems to be waving hello to the people in the living room. The small garden in the middle, the hyacinths in the wind......
There is a sign by the pond that is illegible, and you can vaguely see the pattern of a goldfish. The most eye-catching thing is, of course, the cherry blossom tree in the lower left corner of the garden, and the boy tinkering with the stove below.
It's beautiful, cosy and a lot like home.
The girl thought so in her heart.
Although the fluffy puppy at the feet of Kyosuke Hojo made her a little afraid, it was this "distinctiveness" that made her feel the breath of life.
The hand that did not hold the water glass gently stroked the sofa cover, not a high-end leather sofa like in the apartment, but a very ordinary fabric. It was done by hand, and she was proficient in housework and immediately made judgments.
There are some strange knick-knacks in front of the huge LCD TV, and there are many disc boxes neatly placed in the cabinet below, which is not at all like the TV used as a decoration in my house.
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It turns out that other people's homes are like this.
The girl thought so in her heart.
"Koyukino, shall I show you around?"
Seeing what it looked like under the snow, Sakura spoke up.
"Is this convenient?"
Among the tutors that the black-haired girl received, the only things she received were "don't look around in other people's homes", "don't make requests that might cause trouble to the owner", "don't mess with other people's things", and "don't go where you can't go".
She always kept it in mind, although she never had the opportunity to use it.
"Haha, that's what you should do when you go to a friend's house." Sakura responded with a smile, then turned to look at Glass:
"Nitrate sauce, please help me use that to send two bags of snacks~"
What it was, Glass knew as soon as she heard it, and knew that Sakura was about to start showing off. He smiled with a small pout, and decided to cooperate fully.
"Let's go, let's start in my room first."
Sakura stood up and held out her left hand under the snow.
Walking up to the second floor, under the snow I saw a sign hanging on the doors of all the rooms. The closest to the stairs is a white lily, and to the left is a red rose. Before she had time to think about it, she was pulled to the end of the corridor by Sakura.
"Nitrate-chan, let's get started!" Sakura shouted downstairs.
The sound of the machine was heard, and looking at Sakura Yamauchi, who was squatting next to a small cabinet, he understood what it was after thinking for two minutes under the snow.
Conveying elevators, or whatever they are called, are very few things that few people will have in their homes. There is only one function, so that the child is happy.
Looking at the smile on the face of the stupid crouched on the ground, she was sure that this thing had done its job.