Yuichi Futami stiffened his hands and put the briefcase and the pad showing the stock market candlestick on the entrance countertop.

He looked at the man next to his daughter.

Is this cruel world finally going to take away my last treasure?

"Hello uncle, it's the first time we met, I'm a classmate of the second classmate, Asama still water.

At present, he is ranked 66th in his grade, and he is entrusted by the teacher to make up for the second student.

Please forgive me for any interruptions. ”

Asama stood up, bowed at a standard right angle, and greeted the elder Futami with a heavenly spirit cover.

"Ah, tutoring, that's good...

Yuehai-chan, Dad has never eaten a dish you made so carefully. ”

Yuichi Futami spoke with a sad cry.

Divorce and bankruptcy can't defeat him, but the collapse of middle-aged people came so suddenly.

"Daddy———!"

When he saw his father's gaffe, he was soft-hearted and angry.

"This dinner is made by Asama-san, besides, you live in the company every day, and I don't have a chance to cook it for you!"

"Uncle has had dinner, because I don't know if you can go back, I specially got some more dishes, if you don't mind, let's eat together."

Yuichi Futami felt like a guest, and was invited by his daughter's classmates, and was pushed by his daughter to sit at the table.

So, this house is actually the wedding house I bought for my daughter?

"Uncle, in terms of staple food, do you want to eat, omelet rice, or Chinese-style egg fried rice?"

...

Yuichi Futami had dinner with his daughter and his daughter, who was very good at cooking.

When he took the first bite of egg fried rice, he felt that this man was a good man.

And when he ate the brucella, he felt that if his daughter married such a man, it would actually be good.

Looks average, and the chances of extramarital affairs are not very high.

The top students of Yinghe College are both rich and promising.

Good demeanor, very polite, cooking is first-class, my daughter will not suffer, and I can enjoy oral therapy in my old age...

Yuichi Futami suddenly scolded himself,

Yuichi! Is your blessing more important than your daughter's happiness?

Asama and Futami ignore the middle-aged man's inner struggle.

Seeing that the time was half past eight, Asama asked,

"Is the tuition place today in the living room or in the bedroom of the second classmate?"

"The living room, of course!" Yuichi Fumimi answered.

"Daddy!"

"It's okay, I'll go into my room, I won't disturb your study."

Yuichi Futami picked up his briefcase and flashed into the room.

The two sat on the carpet, used the coffee table as a desk, bowed their heads and began to study seriously.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect Dad to come home."

"It's okay, today I saw my classmates for the second time and said that I would come to my house, what exactly do you need help with?"

"No... It's nothing... I just want to learn more,

If there is an honor student like Asama-kun to help by the side...

I just thought, everything, everything is going to be fine. ”

"Don't worry, it's okay to learn 11 o'clock."

"Won't it cause you trouble?"

The sight behind Tuesday, as if traveling through time and space, came from afar and shot into his eyes.

Asama shook his head,

"No, on the contrary, if I could, I think the rest of the days will be like this.

Let's make progress together and surprise everyone. ”

Futami laughed.

"What's so funny?"

"I just feel that Asama-kun has changed a lot, maybe only when you are really close, will you understand a person."

Worst! The character collapses!

Asama said expressionlessly,

"Oh, is that so?"

Looking at the eyes of the second sight and looking at himself, the character set failed to save it!

Futami walked over to the storage box next to the platinum speaker with the letters DEVIALET printed like a camera,

I took out a few CDs and asked if I wanted to listen to some songs.

A shallow look at the CD, good guys, it's all rock.

Is this sure this isn't anti-interference training?

Asama shook his head, unlike others, if Asama listens to songs, then he can only listen to songs.

Running, reading, doing homework, listening to songs at these times will affect his thinking.

If there is a favorite song in the coffee shop, he will even stop communicating with other people and start to get distracted.

Maybe it's only when he's sleeping that he can really enjoy music.

Futami put the CD back in its place, and the two officially started a new round of learning.

Asama brushes the questions very quickly, and when he sees the time to make a paper, Asama can make four or five papers.

Then it is for the second to mark the test paper and explain the wrong questions.

Erjian himself is not bad, and now there is no bullying by his classmates, and his learning efficiency has improved a lot.

It's just that today's second sight will desert from time to time when doing the test papers.

If it weren't for my dad, I would have been able to study with Asama in my pajamas after taking a bath...

If it weren't for Dad, we would have been able to study in the bedroom, and I could sit close to Asama...

If it weren't for Dad, I could study late today and let Asama rest in his own home...

Asama can wear Dad's pajamas, the clothes are dried in a dryer, and Asama's underwear is hand-washed...

I can rub his back too...

If you need tools, the convenience store is downstairs...

Ah, that's a bit too fast!

Does Asama feel like a frivolous girl?

Sneaking a peek at Asama, who is serious about learning,

Why can't Dad work harder?

Is it bad to work overtime at the company?

Futami thought with a little guilt and regret.

...

Time passes quietly,

Yuichi Futami stayed quietly in his room.

Through the smart camera in the living room, I watched my daughter and classmates study in the living room for more than 2 hours without blinking.

Although this male classmate didn't have any strange behavior during the whole process, who called his daughter so cute?

I have to continue to watch out, protecting my daughter behind her back is every father's natural skill.

...

Every time Futami looked up at the wall clock in the living room, he wanted to hide it.

But what's the use of hiding it?

Asama said that he would try to finish it around 11 o'clock, and now it's half past eleven.

Every minute after 11 o'clock, she would worry, and Asama would suddenly remember the time.

Don't make a reminder, just play stupid.

It's best like that, and it's better to go on like this forever.

...

The sound of the door opening.

"Yuehai, it's not early. Don't delay Asama's break. ”

Yuichi Fumimi's words broke the silence of learning.

"I'm sorry to bother for so long."

Asama stood up and apologized to Futami Kuo,

"Then, second sight, classmate, I'll go home first.

Isn't the study group meeting scheduled for the afternoon?

Let's move on tomorrow. ”

Watching Asama say goodbye to himself without any mud and water, pack up his things,

Futami can only watch Asama walk out of the apartment.

Seeing the moon sea for the second time, I felt for the first time in my life,

It may be better for my father to live in the company for the rest of his life.

...

If it was in the previous life, and I met such a girl for the second time,

Maybe I'm already ecstatic.

However, at this moment, I am no longer the same person I used to be.

Asama walked on the road, introspective.

Conditional love, disgusting.

Love without reason is intimidating.

It's a world bewitched by appearances,

Chasing the real people, few like the stars,

All values that don't look at the face are covered.

So, why do you have a good impression of yourself?

He wants to achieve tranquility through a dozen self-denials,

But the pride in his heart made him feel fluttering about this matter.

The love master Asama still water is troubled by the problem of love at the moment.

Can't a healer self-medicate?

...

Opened the room lightly, and it turned out that Poch had not yet slept,

Wearing his own "I was born to be human, I'm sorry" cultural shirt,

Hold your pillow and watch a late-night show on TV and laugh backwards.

Seeing Asama come back, Pochi's face suddenly changed color, like a hamster with melon seeds stuffed with his cheeks,

"Hmph~!"

"Won't the master greet him when he comes back?"

"The smell of a strange woman again! Ah Shui, you big carrot! ”

Asama put the thick workbook on the desk,

"If every knowledge is a beauty, I am indeed on the path of the king of the harem."

Running over to the workbook that he didn't understand at all, Poch's mood was a little better.

"Ah Shui really likes to learn~"

"It's ok. By the way, Pochi, are you hungry? I'll give you the following to eat. ”

Asama smiled kindly.

"Really?"

Speaking of supper, Poki is really not sleepy.,I asked Asama to make a supper before.,Never succeeded once.。

However, this is out of the guilt of the cheating husband for his wife, it must be!

Pochi, who has watched a lot of morning housewives dramas, suddenly feels a lot less happy.

Let Pochi play next to him, and Asama cooks a dish of braised beef noodles.

After tasting the soup base, I felt that there was no big problem, so I beckoned Pochi to come and enjoy it.

Watching Pochi drink all the soup base.

Asama fell into deep thought, and this time, the skill of [Love Brain] was not activated.

In other words, in Pochi's limited brain capacity,

The two keywords "love" and "study" don't exist, do they?

Sure enough, it's a pet that only wastes my resources.

Somehow, Asama was a little lost.

A simple shower,

With a bit of self-loathing, Asama lay on the sofa in a daze and fell asleep.

...

When the weekend arrives, Asama is woken up by Pochi to start a new round of long-distance running.

Asama only felt that the taste of yesterday's braised beef noodles was still lingering in his mouth.

Haven't you already brushed your teeth?

The running gear purchased online was delivered to my home yesterday.

Given that Pochi is half-Russian, Asama bought all Adidas.

Dressed in his new tracksuit and sneakers, Pochi looked back and said to Asama, who was still tying his shoes:

"Ah Shui, it's just a long-distance run, and it has a limited effect on enhancing physical fitness."

"Isn't that enough?"

"You need to work on your core to strengthen your control over your body."

"Mean, do you want to go to the gym?"

"No, Ah Shui, who is not in good health, can do exercises such as crunches at night.

Because Ah Shui's physique is not good, he will be easily injured if he does weight-bearing exercises.

In summer, you can also swim together, which is very suitable for Ah Shui, who is not good at physique. ”

You don't need to say that your physique is not good three times!

"In short, I am Ah Shui's personal coach for exercising his physique!"

You don't have to be close-fitting!

The number of people who go out for morning jogs on weekends has increased significantly.

Almost every 10 steps Asama runs, one person overtakes him.

Pochi was in a particularly good mood today, running ahead in the wind.

The bright yellow sports vest that perfectly sets off the milk-colored skin,

As the running flutters in the wind, the light white sunscreen clothing of UPF50+,

Dark leggings that show off the curves of the hips and thighs perfectly,

It seems that the whole summer sun has become a spotlight,

Shine on her blonde hair, face, eyelashes, neck.

Pochi, who grimaced at Asama, turned back like an elf pampered by daylight.

Several boys in their 20s, with a toned body and bare arms, kept running to Pochi's side to talk to Pochi.

Pochi pretended to be a foreigner who couldn't understand Japanese or English.

After Pochi refused 5 group photo requests and 3 requests to add friends in a row,

The men of the social cattle returned home collectively.

Today, I endured the pain and successfully ran 2 kilometers of Asama,

I think people who like sports must be shaking M.

Pochi's massage today expanded from the legs to the whole body,

Pochi rode on Asama's waist and pressed wildly with his elbow against his back,

10 minutes of time, let the shallow seconds like a year, like a world away.

You have to buy a fascia gun right away, and you can't let Poch get a personal vendetta!

...

...

...

Someone once described the Viennese writer Peter Murphy. Altenberg:

He wasn't in the café, he was on his way to the café.

Reading, studying, and working, these seem to have been deeply bound to coffee for a long time.

Asama's fifth study group weekend study meeting was held at a famous coffee shop in Tokyo, FUGLEN.

Futami and Asama met at the station, and together they crossed the heart of Tokyo, transferring from the Mita Line to the Oedo Line and then to the Chiyoda Line, and finally arrived in front of this café in Shibuya Ward.

Two-story building, white wall, red round LOGO, a white bird soaring upward.

FUGLEN IS THE NORWEGIAN WORD FOR BIRD.

This coffee bird from Oslo, Norway, took advantage of the Nordic literary style, crossed to Siberia, and stayed in the bustling city next to Yoyogi Park in Tokyo.

I thought that the wealthy Imperial Palace would charter the venue, but it didn't.

He was sitting on an outdoor chair under the big umbrella with Fukasawa and chatting.

In the early summer afternoon, I was able to endure it.

If it's July or August, I'll kill Asama and don't sit outside.

Who doesn't know that Tokyo is hot.

"You're here, second sight, Asama~"

Goxingin raised his left arm and shook his palm, and after a few days of studying together, everyone got acquainted with each other.

"Futami-san and Asama-kun always act together?" Fukasawa smiled and greeted the two who had just arrived.

"The line is just the same." Asama replied for Futami.

"What do you order?"

Goxingin carefully introduced several signature coffees to this coffee shop for the two people who had never been there.

"I'll just have an iced Americano."

"I suggest you try their daily recommendations."

"Then I'd better go in and have a look."

"I'm with me, too." Futami followed Asama into the store.

There is no air conditioning in the store, and the aroma of coffee fills the entire space.

A few of the bird-headed men in white suits and different poses are very interesting, close to the style of pop comics, but also have a touch of the modern flavor of the early 20th century metropolis.

The coffee beans of various varieties and flavors on the display shelves are packed in white paper bags that are also printed with Birdman caricatures.

Everyone came after lunch.

Asama casually ordered a cup of Las Clomenas, which Goyuin had just recommended, and ordered another croissant.

The second time I saw it, I ordered a glass of iced mocha.

The coffee waited about 15 minutes and was served by the waiter.

Asama's coffee was hot, and he shouted to step on the pit, but the coffee smelled like apples, which was very special.

"What a unique fragrance, Asama-kun, can I taste it?"

Futami leaned closer, and Asama smelled a hint of fireworks from a Chinese restaurant on her.

Before Asama could reply.

And he saw the Imperial Courtyard get up and enter the store,

"Second meeting, wait a minute, I'll order you another cup of this."

Looking at the deep snow that suddenly sank in his eyes,

Tsk, is the Shura Field coming again?