In the mist-filled bathroom, two young girls sit on a small bench and help each other wipe their backs.

Mai Majima deliberately removed her makeup before the second meeting.

The color difference between the acellular allogeneic dermis and her skin is very light, and it is completely indistinguishable without looking closely. The wound on the face is almost completely healed, except for the shoulder and upper arm, and there are still traces of surgery.

"Mai-chan, the operation, it was Jingshui-kun who accompanied you to do it, right?"

"Well, in addition. He also borrowed the money for the operation. ”

Mai Majima doesn't shy away from anything.

The action of wiping his back stopped for a moment,

"It's because of this that you like Jingshui-kun?"

Hearing Futami's questioning without warmth, Majima replied very calmly.

"No, before that."

At this moment she lied, and she did not lie.

She fell in love with this man on the day Asama borrowed her money, but the reason why she fell in love with him was not the money, but everything he said before that.

[That girl, she will cut a beautiful short hair and show a big smile to every kind person. 】

She will always be a better one when the second sunrise comes. 】

Those words stitched up her almost broken heart more precisely than Dr. Kimura's surgical threads.

The memories that filled my head flew like a card in the hands of a magician, and it was as if a beautiful pigeon had been conjured.

Asama is not as cold and numb as he usually appears.

He went to the welfare home on the weekend to donate a truckload of supplies, and she also heard from Ermi, and it only took him half a day to get along with the children, which was diametrically opposed to what he said about "I don't like children and childish ghosts".

That's it, Asama still water, the layer of indifference on his outward, with the ability to pass through more indifference in society. He possesses empathy for the feelings of others, wisdom for direction, and tenderness for igniting others.

The self that almost wiped out all her wishes by debt and life, and the iron cage she built for herself, were melted by his unusual gentle heart.

Pretend to be an indifferent arsonist?

Thinking of his never-ending appearance, Mai Majima laughed.

Wow –

Futami poured a spoonful of hot water on Majima's white back, and the undulation of the shoulder blades on his back was like a pure white Pamukkale next to the ruins of the ancient city of Hierapolis in Turkey.

Majima turned around, motioned for Futami to turn back, lathered the transparent body soap through a bath pad, and evenly applied it to Futami's delicate and smooth skin. The poor girl sighed at the beautiful skin of the rich girl who was more vibrant than herself.

"When did Tsukikai like still water?"

"I liked it at first sight."

"Really?"

"There's no need to lie."

"That's right. Since he didn't respond to anyone, there is no point in our feelings coming first and coming first. ”

"Yes, I know that if I like him, it will cause him trouble, but I still can't help but like it."

The two were silent for a moment.

"Mai-chan, what do you like about Shizusui-kun?"

I don't know exactly what it is, it's not the kind of active liking who picks one out of 10,000 people, but passive, and can't help but want to like him. It's not so much that I'm attracted to him, it's that I'm filled with him. Sorry, wouldn't that be too vague to say? ”

"I can understand that."

"What do you like about still water?"

"Oh, all the places of the still water kun, they can't be annoying."

"What a cunning answer, I thought you would say that still water is smart and handsome."

Futami took Majima's hand and gently put it on his chest,

"If it's just a shallow liking, maybe it's even less qualified to like him. Fortunately, here in me, every liking for him is unconscious and unreserved. ”

Majima took advantage of the situation and hugged Futami,

"If we don't catch him properly, he'll go far away, where we'll never see him again."

Futami also hugged Majima's arm and said,

"So, even if you can't get a response, you have to hurry up and follow him."

The girls are skin-to-skin and feel each other's body temperature.

"Shizusui-kun said to keep your distance from all of us."

"But he acquiesced to the relationship with his friends, and there was such a place as the Relationship Counseling Department."

"Jingshui-kun has his own measure in everything he does, even if he has a sense of alienation, he also has a warm side."

"You say that, still water feels like a Finn."

Seeing that Yuehai's face was slightly red, she thought of a trivia - when the Finns stripped naked in the sauna, they seemed to be enthusiastic and talkative.

"Anyway, come on, Yuehai, your opponent is not just me."

"Well, it feels good to be six people like this. However, I am not going to lose. ”

"Well, the time with still water is the most important daily routine of the day. If only it could always be like today. ”

"If you don't have enough awareness, you'll be left behind. Also, Mai-chan, welcome back. ”

"We're so united, it's a bit like a league of lovelorns."

"Didn't Jingshui-kun say that you should win first and then fight?"

"He also said that if you don't think about winning, you should think about defeat first."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

It would be nice if Asama's stance on feelings was as contradictory as what he said.

Poki slipped into the bathroom, and in less than seven minutes he climbed into bed steaming again, urging one to take a shower.

Ichijo Masumi glanced in the direction of the quiet sofa and asked,

"Did Hero-kun sleep? He doesn't seem to have washed it yet. ”

"Maybe it's because I'm afraid of a short circuit in the water~"

"I'll take a look~"

Pochi walked lightly across the living room, around the couch, and saw that the shallow room was covered with a thin blanket and had fallen asleep.

"Ah Shui is asleep."

"How can you sleep at a young age?"

"Do you need to wake Ah Shui up?"

"Jingshui-kun has been working hard lately, and he has worked so hard at the sports festival, so let him sleep well."

"Sister Pochi, has Robert-kun been sleeping at this time lately?"

"Aha, how do I know~ But according to his biological clock in the sixth grade of elementary school, at least he has to read a book until 12 o'clock."

"I should be too tired, still water sometimes returns messages in the early morning."

"Is the battery aging due to the overdraft of the power plant at the sports festival?"

"Excuse me, your idiot to speak less."

In front of the immortal river, Ichijo Masumi steadily plays the role of a merciless complaining service.

"Na Na~~~ Since he slept so deeply, let's draw a turtle on Ah Shui's face, right?"

Looking at Pochi's expectant look, Ichijo and Futami seemed to know the reason for Asama's lack of respect for his cousin.

"I'm going to take a shower."

A pair of Asama T-shirts and cold shorts made of nylon spandex blend walked into the bathroom.

Seeing that no one else had the intention of participating, Pochi had no choice but to give up.

"By the way, it seems that only Xiao Zhencheng brought a souvenir."

"Originally, I wanted to pick out gifts with Shizumi-kun after school. I just trotted all the way, just caring about getting to Jingshuijun's house early. ”

"What kind of souvenir is Ichijo-chan preparing? I saw Ah Shui put him in the refrigerator. ”

"It's supposed to be a jelly snack."

Futami replied.

Ichijo Masumi told her a few days ago that she wanted to learn how to make dim sum, and this morning when I was cooking lunch with Ichijo, Ichijo took a picture of the jelly dim sum and pork cutlet together with his mobile phone and sent it to himself.

Poki clicked his feet, ran to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to take a look,

"Really—there's only one, wouldn't it be a pity if you don't eat it today?"

"Probably because Matsumi only made 1 serving, so Shizusui-kun didn't take it out."

Isn't it easy to divide 6 equals? Immortal Chuan suddenly remembered the memories of his research on the equal cake. Could it be that Stingy Robert thinks that borrowing flowers to offer Buddha will affect the mood of the giver, Xiao Zhencheng, so it is better to eat alone?

Majima also remembered that he was so focused on choosing clothes in the morning that he forgot to prepare a gift for his first visit to the Asama family. She glanced at Poch, who was standing in front of the refrigerator, and turned to the other two girls sitting on the edge of the bed and asked,

"Souvenirs or something, why don't we make them together?"

"Yes~ There are a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator to make Japanese sweets."

Immortal Kawa and Futami nodded when they heard this, and ran to the kitchen refrigerator with Majima to check the materials. Kneaded dough, gelatin slices, cake flour, vanilla powder, cinnamon, grated cheese, lemon, sweet orange, and fruit jam are neatly arranged in the "dessert snack corner" written by Asama, and the seasonings are also available on the kitchen island.

So, what is the core ingredient that Asama said about making confectionery is gone?

"Do you do it together, or do you do it separately?"

"Together, right? How about making scones? ”

"Still no, a strip of mulberry hasn't come out yet, and she's already made one independently, I see that the air fryer, oven, and microwave oven in the still water house are all complete, so let's do their own."

Majima shook her head and declined the invitation of the Immortal River, holding a piece of Meiji's chocolate and preparing to make iceberg lava cake that didn't need to be used in an oven. Although Valentine's Day has passed, the traditional Valentine's Day Tanabata is coming soon, so give a chocolate-flavored snack as a seasonal souvenir.

As soon as she sees low-gluten flour, she will think of eggs, whipping cream, butter, milk, baking powder, sugar, these ingredients list for scones, add some red beans and cinnamon powder, let's try it?

Futami chose the peach heart type and confectionery that Asama taught her before, after all, she saw the semi-finished raw materials in the refrigerator, and if she didn't throw them away, it means that she can still use them, right? It's not bad to add a little strawberry jam to make the heart redder.

Pochi chose to fry the quick-frozen dumplings, and she found a bottle of apple cider balsamic vinegar in the corner of the refrigerator, probably because she was hungry again

At 8:47 a.m., the thunder that lasted for nearly three hours still did not stop.

But whether it is the sleeping Asama, the bathing one, or the dim sum recipes that start to face the mobile phone, the girls who are busy with handmade souvenirs have not been disturbed by this thunderstorm.

This rainstorm is, in a sense, really good weather.

After taking a shower, I took a Asama T-shirt and smelled the scent of laundry detergent on it.

"Miss Pochi, you've finished the dumplings by yourself."

"Well, didn't everyone take a picture? Anyway, dumplings are unhealthy to eat overnight, and it is impossible for Ah Shui to get up in the middle of the night to find something to eat. ”

"It's worthy of being a person with the surname Asama."

Majima couldn't help but nod his head as if he looked at each other.

The girls put all their snacks in the refrigerator and sat around the queen-sized combination bed in Asama's pain shirts.

"So, it doesn't look like a boy living alone."

Ichijo Masumi looked around the apartment and sighed, she found that everything in the room, like Asama, was full of meticulous feeling, except for his hair.

"It is said that the boys whose rooms are too clean have mental illness~ Of course, Robert Jun is an exception~"

Immortal Chuan hugged a pillow, sat cross-legged on the bed, shook it and said with a smile.

She had already discovered that Asama had a tendency to obsessive-compulsive disorder, the way the ingredients in the refrigerator were sorted into categories, the books on the shelves from high to low, and the transparent dust panels on each layer of the shelves.

People who obviously seem to have a habit of cleanliness can also smile and shake hands with children with dirty hands, and he always has multiple standards in his mouth, which is not bad at all.

It's the same reason he went to contact Satsuki and Mai.

Being harsh on himself and tolerant of others may be his unique way of maturity.

"It smells good at home, too."

Futami put his chin on the pillow on his chest and said with a red face.

The deformation of the pillow in her arms was most noticeable.

It is likely to be the usual pillow of Jingshui-kun, and the taste is as comfortable as the one on his body.

Sniffing the pillow, the second sight of the head was a little dizzy.

"The fragrance of Hero's body soap and shampoo tastes good, as does the smell of laundry detergent."

"Actually, he doesn't use much perfume for still water, does he? I don't see anything like aromatherapy at home, but the storage room of the love counseling department is full of these things. ”

I don't use it myself, but I sell it to others. Thinking of this, Majima laughed.

“？？？ Storage room? Why didn't I see it? ”

Pochi asked curiously.

"Because it's a secret door, behind a painting between two bookshelves."

"Hey, there's a bed in there?"

The other four girls looked at Pochi with strange eyes.

"Ahaha, I said, it's time to start the game of kings, right?"

"Isn't it going to be noisy?"

"Then turn off the lights first, let's be quiet~"

"Well~ Let's talk about ghost stories~ I have a lot of stories here~"

"I said, don't you want to, maybe Hero-kun sleeps very lightly?"

"With such a big thunder outside, it is impossible for still water to sleep very shallowly."

"Ah Shui is really heavy when he sleeps, uh, he's been like this since he was a child, maybe he won't wake up with a slap in the face!"

"If one slap doesn't work, maybe two will wake up~"

"Let's go to bed now."

Futami decided to pretend to sleep first, drive everyone to sleep together, and then start acting in the middle of the night.

"Huh? At this point in time, it's too early to go to bed. ”

"If you want me to say, then pull a water to play together, there is no question of whether to disturb or not!"

Girls, you look at me, I look at you.

Eventually, Asama was woken up and it became a consensus that he could vote without raising his hand. (End of chapter)