A moment later, Makoto Kyushu sat in the living room of Keiko's house and poured her a glass of warm water.

"Are you alright?" Makoto Kyushu pushed the steaming glass in front of Keiko.

"Uh-huh, thank you" Keiko took the glass and carefully pinched it with both hands.

Keiko didn't refuse an offer to let Makoto Kyushu into the house—rather she didn't have the guts to refuse a terrible male neighbor who stabbed the thug toll collector five or six times.

As for Kyushu Cheng, he thinks that his heart is like a clear mirror, so he has no intention of avoiding suspicion at all, and there is no need to pay attention to the red tape of "men and women do not kiss".

As a martial artist, Makoto Kyushu is so confident in his concentration. Even if he is allowed to share a bedroom with a stunning and defenseless beauty, there will definitely be no plot of a romantic movie in the room. He didn't even bother to glance at any of the girl's sensitive parts, otherwise it would be an insult to his martial virtues.

"Do you usually live alone?" Makoto Kyushu asked.

"Hmm" Keiko put her hands under the table and nodded slightly.

"It's not easy for a girl to live alone." Kyushu Cheng casually wrote a string of phone numbers on a note and pushed it in front of Keiko:

"This is my contact information, if you are still pestered by NHK salesmen these days, please contact me to help."

“.” Keiko's fingers curled up and hesitantly accepted the note: "Thank you. Ling."

"It's not too early, you go and rest first." Makoto Kyushu smiled as kindly as he could and stood up:

"Call me if you have a problem, don't worry."

After coming out of Keiko's house, Makoto Kyushu returned to his apartment and took another shower before going to sleep.

It's three o'clock in the morning, but fortunately it's summer vacation, so I can get up a little later tomorrow morning, and it doesn't hurt to stay up late.

Kyushu Makoto was lying on the bed, just about to fall back asleep, but suddenly heard the sound of "tuk tuk" coming from the wall next to him, as if someone was knocking on the wall with his knuckles.

"Who is it?!" Kyushu Makoto opened his eyes impatiently and snorted angrily.

Isn't there a scary ghost knocking on the wall in this apartment building? It's ironic that there are ghosts in the special offering houses sold to soul slayers.

"Ahh——!h Hearing Makoto Kyushu's voice, the other side of the wall suddenly screamed in fright.

Makoto Kyushu recognized it, it was Keiko's voice.

"Keiko, what are you doing?" Makoto Kyushu reverted to a kind tone as much as possible.

"Ahh No, I'm sorry." Keiko was a little flustered: "I didn't expect that behind this wall was Mr. Kyushu's room!" ”

"Why are you knocking on the wall?" Kyushu asked.

"Because." Jingzi said ashamedly:

"I'm sorry, because it was so scary, I really can't sleep, I'm bored. I'm really sorry! ”

"Well, that's what happened after all." Makoto Kyushu sat up, leaned close to the wall and knocked twice:

"Through the wall, I feel like you're speaking more fluently."

"That's because. I didn't see a real person. Jingzi muttered: "It feels like chatting with people on the Internet~"

Makoto Kyushu thought for a moment and asked, "Since you can't sleep, why don't we talk for a while?" ”

"Really, really?" Keiko was surprised: "Is it really good to disturb your rest?" ”

"It's okay, I'm curious about you too." Makoto Kyushu leaned against the wall and asked:

"I heard that the toll collector called you 'Miss Zuo', and said that you are a foreign student."

"That. I am an international student from Yan Huanglai, and I am in my third year of high school at the private Starlight Pavilion High School. Keiko introduced herself crampedly:

"But you can just call me Keiko!"

"And what's your real name?" Jiuzhou Cheng coughed lightly, and directly switched to Yan Huang to chat with her.

Although Jingzi's Chinese language is quite fluent, there are often problems with non-standard pronunciation and grammatical errors, and a heavily pronounced "desu" is added at the end of each sentence, which sounds a little tiring. If he could, Makoto Kyushu would prefer to communicate with her in Yanhuang.

"Eh, do you actually speak Yanhuang?" Keiko sounded surprised, and hit her head against the wall:

"My name is . Zuo Jingtang."

"Zuo Jingtang, Jingzi... I see. Kyushu Cheng smiled slightly, and continued to say in Yan Huang:

"I'll also introduce you again, my name is Makoto Kyushu, and I'm in the second year of the private Xiushen Academy High School."

"Second and second grade?" Zuo Jingtang exclaimed: "Actually younger than me? ”

"It's only one session away, and we're about the same age~" Makoto Kyushu laughed. If you count the age of her life, this girl still has to call herself a big brother.

"Then I'll call you Brother Cheng in the future, right?" Zuo Jingtang asked tentatively:

"I feel that you are very powerful, and you are a very reliable person."

"I'll just call you Xiaojing." Kyushu Makoto said: "This title is much more pleasant than Jingzi. ”

"Well, no problem" Zuo Jingtang nodded and said, "Thank you so much today, Brother Cheng." ”

"It's a little meaning~ neighbors should help each other, shouldn't they?" Makoto Kyushu chatted casually, trying to relax Xiaojing:

"Speaking of Xiaojing, do you plan to go to college after graduating from high school?"

"Well, I'm applying to the University of Tokyo," Zuo Jingtang responded:

"And. The University of Tsukuba and Tokyo Institute of Technology will be considered. ”

"Oh, it sounds like they're all prestigious schools!" Kyushu Makoto was pleased: "Then your academic performance must be very good, right?" ”

"It's okay, it's not bad." Jingzi smiled: "I have all studied abroad, so I have to be admitted to a famous school~"

"Yes, then you're really trying." Makoto Kyushu exclaimed.

In this era, studying abroad seems to have gradually become a popular trend, and many families will choose to send their children to study abroad.

International students like Xiaojing come to a strange world alone, with an unknown and confused road ahead, and lamentations when their parents squander a large amount of money. An introverted and timid person like her must have been under a lot of pressure to stay here.

"After coming to the country of Wano, it feels really hard~" Probably chatting about the topic, Xiaojing began to share his experience endlessly:

"It's very troublesome to deal with Chinese people, they are very restrained, they have to say honorifics, and they have to abide by messy social etiquette, and they must not eat the last bite when they go out to eat, what "read the air" and "look at the atmosphere" and other Yanhuang restaurants are also very expensive, and I have been cheated of money by the Yanhuang people here"

Makoto Kyushu didn't say a word, leaned against the wall with a smile and listened, and from time to time gave her a little useful advice:

"Then when you chat with me, just treat me as a Yanhuang person, and you don't have to care about any honorifics."

"Is it really possible, Brother Cheng?!"

The two didn't know how long they chatted, but Xiao Jing suddenly lost his voice.

Makoto Kyushu was startled, first banging on the wall to call her, and then hurriedly ran to her door to take a look to make sure that the door had not been opened again.

"Did you fall asleep in the middle of the conversation?" Makoto Kyushu guessed.

It is impossible for that NHK salesman to escape from the police station in the middle of the night and climb through the window into Xiaojing's house, right? And her house is on the fifteenth floor, how obsessed does the salesman have to do such a thing?

After confirming that Keiko was safe, Makoto Kyushu breathed a sigh of relief and went back to his room to sleep.

(End of chapter)