I slept early, but I didn't rest well at all.

I had a nightmare.,Caused Asama's whole person to be very bipolar.。

The scenes in those dreams about the Immortal River, about Fumimi, and about Pochi made him a little breathless.

It turns out that my subconscious mind is also warning myself, won't greed have good results?

Outside the window, it was already dark, and familiar passerine birds such as sparrows, blackbirds, white-headed bulbuls, and white wagtails were calling one after another, just like last night's insects, but the cicadas were not so prominent.

Generally speaking, as soon as he wakes up, he will get up directly to start a new day of exercise and study.

But this time he chose to close his eyes again, cover the quilt, and try to find warmth in the depths of the ashes of the dream.

He hates dreaming. Whether it's a good dream or a nightmare, it will give him a feeling of [reading a book with a lot of energy] or [brain hit with a sledgehammer/brain stuffed with a foreign object], and this feeling will drag him to waste a lot of time, just like now.

He is not a love brain that is easy to get out of control of his feelings, he is used to restraining his desires and pretending to be dull, but this does not change the fact that he feels uncomfortable at the moment.

The act of closing your eyes and continuing to dream is not only a waste of time, but also ridiculous.

Because in non-lucid dreaming, he is only a witness, not a creator. Those dreams that are not under his emotional control, even if they are continued, are mostly counterproductive.

Before the brainwaves switched, there was already the sound of brisk footsteps in the corridor outside.

He didn't even have to listen to it to know who it was.

"Big lazy worm Ah Shui~~~ How did you sleep here~~~ Get up!"

The door was opened, and the blonde girl in a light hooded sweatshirt, with a smile on her face, flew towards the bulging futon in the room.

Asama, who had been on guard for a long time, immediately turned over and flashed people, and at the same time threw off the air conditioner, grabbed Pochi's whole person from the beginning, and then rode on the quilt, and locked the person in the quilt with the kneeling stunt of the American police, and asked,

"What did you want to do just now?"

"Mmmm

The sanction lasted 15 seconds, and Asama loosened the quilt.

"Alright, got it."

The restraints were untied, and Pochi rolled over and lay flat on the futon, posing with a large letter, and breathing in the fresh air.

Ah Shui, this guy, why is his sleeping skills getting more and more dangerous?

She looked at Asama and found that Asama did not get up at this moment, but looked at her in an ambiguous posture in this strange room.

Asama, who doesn't wear glasses, seems to have untied the chains and torn off the seal, and there is an indescribable charm that erupts. The calm eyes, the ice-like face, and the clearly visible collarbone made her cheeks a little hot.

Asama was also stunned for a moment, and he was sure once again that the sad and distorted Pochi in the dream was a ridiculous fictitious construct, and the real Pochi in front of him were two different creatures.

He stood up, rubbed his eyebrows, looked for glasses to put on, and asked,

"Have you washed up?"

"Not yet."

Why do you ask me if I brush my teeth? Difficult. Is it to kiss?

Ah Shui, did he return to his hometown before revealing his true form?

"Let's start reading in the morning after washing up."

"Huh?"

"You missed all night of homework yesterday, you have no right to refuse."

Ah Shui, didn't you skip class too!?

Watching Asama pick up the sheet and start folding it, Pochi also got up and asked,

"Don't you do morning exercise first? Ah Shui, it's not a good thing to give up halfway! ”

"Pochi, do you know what exercises work out your dexterity and coordination?"

"Ah Shui, you have such good coordination, you dodge the ball like a game, don't you know?"

"I don't know."

"Just play dodgeball."

Asama was silent for a moment.

Isn't it stupid to look for answers from Pochi?

Dodgeball is not a one-man sport.

Forget it, Asama decided to buy an agility ladder and try to do basic training for a while. If the effect is average, then trouble Daiki and their people from the Infinite Society to help. In dense throwing and pursuit, parkour may be able to jump high and be agile.

As soon as the two of them reached the entrance, they heard the doorbell ring.

As for the vegetables, my dad gave them last night.

It's only half past five, who will come to Asama's house so early?

Asama opened the intercom in the entrance.

"This is the Asama family, who are you looking for?"

"Looking for you"

The very weak voice is Reiko Yoshida, who passed the words yesterday.

"Wait a minute."

Asama hung up the intercom and motioned for Pochi to go upstairs first.

Poki asked, pouting and hugging his chest,

"Goo-you want to break me away again. Could it be Ah Shui's unsightly ex-girlfriend? ”

"They probably won't appear until they break through the dimensional wall."

Hearing [them] Pochi couldn't help laughing, Ah Shui really dared to say it~ She had already heard from Aunt Katsuko that Ah Shui was a single mother.

The blonde girl touched Asama's head and cast a sympathetic look,

"Wow, Ah Shui is so pitiful, he can only treat the two-dimensional girl as his girlfriend - it's better like this, Uncle Pochi, and me."

"Don't talk nonsense, go upstairs to wash, and then read early, I'll send you the knowledge points."

After eating Asama's slap, Pochi scolded and went upstairs, and then quickly ran to Asama's room on the second floor, and watched Asama slowly walk through the courtyard from the window and behind the gate.

The girl named Riko or Rinko, wearing a blue sleeveless shirt, a white pleated skirt, and a huge hiking bag, stood at the iron gate of Asama's house.

Poki took out his mobile phone and pointed it at the door, and was about to zoom in on the focus to take some evidence, but found that the girl and Ah Shui didn't say a word, so they left crying.

Sure enough, it's a ruthless Ah Shui who has never been interested in falling in love all his life!

Asama returned to the room on the second floor, and Poki was pretending to hold up his book and read, a pair of smooth white feet rhythmically tapping on the floor.

"Ah Shui, are you done so soon? What is that girl looking for you? ”

"It's none of your business."

"Confession?"

Asama picked up a book, rolled it up in his hand, and gave Pochi a kick in the face.

"It's not. You give me a little serious, I'm here and you're like this, when I go to Tokyo, can you still read a word? ”

Short in stature, his curiosity followed the frustrated Pochi, his mouth muttered something inexplicably, and he held the pen between his upper lip and nose, and unhappily memorized the knowledge points.

Asama went back to the bathroom on the second floor to wash up, and went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

The melody of Taylor Swift's "Blank Space" came from the direction of the living room, and Asama's mother was already in the kitchen, humming a song and sizzling fried bacon.

Since the release of Howl's Moving Castle, many housewives have fallen in love with the simple dish of bacon omelette.

"Morning, Mom."

"Little still water is early~ Did you sleep well last night?"

"It's good, it's still comfortable to sleep at home."

Looking at the dark circles under Asama's eyes, Asama's mother laughed,

"Why did you sleep downstairs yesterday? Can't sleep upstairs? ”

"Pochi couldn't sleep on the floor, so he made the bed and let her make a transition for the day."

Asama's mother didn't ask any more questions, and beat three eggs in a row in the pot, and as soon as the transparent egg liquid touched the iron pot, it turned into a tender white color.

She sprinkled a little more water into the pot and covered it with a transparent lid, and the surface of the egg yolk was quickly covered with a layer of milky white.

Asama's mother picked up the onion from the bowl full of water again.

Asama observed the preparation and knew that her mother was going to make a beef sandwich with cheese and onions.

"I'll come, Mom, you go and do something else."

Asama took the kitchen knife from Katsuko Asama's hand and began to quickly chop the onion.

"Xiao Jingshui, I will be much more worried as soon as you come back, your father is still sleeping, I really don't know why he is so sleepy."

Because Asama has insisted on getting up early since he was a child, he advanced the breakfast time of Asama's family by nearly 2 hours, so the fact that his father slept lazily has gradually become his mother's main weapon to criticize him.

"Let him sleep, I'll call him later."

Although my father likes to sleep in, he still does most of the work in the house, and occasionally cooks.

According to my dad himself - if you don't rest, you won't work, and a good night's sleep is the guarantee of efficiency. Although he may seem to have at least 1/4 less time of waking experience than others, he can get a much more fulfilling real-life experience than the average person as long as he uses his time more efficiently.

This statement basically agrees that the meaning of life does not lie in length, nor in efficiency and energy, but in whether it finds its mission, completes self-consistency, and creates itself.

Asama's father's statement could not convince Asama's mother. The reason is also because Asama is too self-disciplined.

Mom will always say, "You can't even do what your son can do, are you embarrassed?"

And my father will probably reply: "To tell you the truth, if someone says that still water is the reincarnation of the Buddha, I also believe / Is he an ordinary person?" I'm only compared to the average person. ”

Aunt Asama put the bacon omelette on a plate, opened the refrigerator, and asked,

"What do you want to drink in the morning? Orange juice? Milk? Coffee? Or the tea you sent back home? ”

"Coffee bar."

"Don't want milk and sugar, right~"

"Hmm."

Asama put a small piece of butter in a hot pan, stir-fried the onion, and then put the marinated beef in the pan, added tomato paste, tomato paste, salt and pepper, stir-fried and put it in the toasted bread, added a few slices of cheese, and covered it with another hot slice of bread. Heat the knife again and cut the sandwich into triangles along the diagonal line of the bread.

"By the way, is Xiao Jingshui going to Tokyo tonight?"

"Well, it's not good to miss too many classes."

"Isn't it about to be a holiday? It's the beginning of August, right? ”

"August 2nd."

"It's so late for the holidays, your school."

Katsuko Asama cut a plate of oranges, and with Asama a whole plate of cucumber, onion, tomato, and avocado salad, she picked up a bottle of salad dressing and asked,

"Little still water, is ginger salad dressing okay? Your dad has been eating this salad a lot lately. ”

"Let's wait until the meal is served."

The two put all the dishes on the table, and Asama's mother said,

"Xiao Jingshui, since you have made friends, invite them to come to our Ito to play for a while during the summer vacation. Soaking in hot springs in the summer is also good for your health. ”

"Well, if they want to come."

"You haven't sent me your friend's picture yet, what if they say hello and I don't know them?"

"When the time comes, you can get to know each other."

"Are there any girls?"

"There are all of the third gender."

"I'm going to joke with my mom. Don't digress from the topic. Did you meet a girl you like in Tokyo? ”

"Not interested in this for the time being."

"Is there a girl chasing you?"

"Are you too confident in your son?"

"Of course, I'll tell you. Before."

"Mom, I'm going to call Dad and Pochi for dinner."

"This kid"

Asama, who retreated in time, even sighed that he was late to buy a ticket back to Tokyo.

Pochi at breakfast time also gave Asama's father a glimpse of the power of praise. Nine paragraphs! ] power.

Asama's mother even had the urge to have a daughter.

When the blonde girl laughs, she will have an affinity comparable to the immortal river, and that innate sense of naturalness makes many people unconsciously feel a sense of security from intellectual superiority.

Anyway, that's what Asama thinks.,After all, a lot of the so-called [moe] is essentially a pretty stupidity.。

Somehow, even if Poki didn't say anything and didn't do anything, she gave the illusion that her ears were filled with noise.

After accompanying Poki upstairs and assigning a lot of study tasks, Asama walked to his backyard and began to practice agility.

Human reflexes should be innate, but conditioned reflexes can be acquired through exercise, even if reflexes lag behind others, they can also cope with unexpected situations by skipping the reflex action of thinking time.

Somersaults, lateral movements, and small turns, while doing these boring exercises, Asama is also reciting Heidegger's labyrinth-like terms in his mind.

[Language], language is the home of human beings.

Sinking, the manifestation of sinking, is wasting one's life in gossip, curiosity, and choice.

One of the characteristics of summer in Ito is that the hot weather that used to be under the sun as if it was being tortured in ancient times becomes fresh and pleasant when you change to a cool and ventilated place. The sea breeze plowing over a few mountains carries a sweet smell from the grass and trees, and the wind chimes under the eaves are cool and pleasant.

A cow cat that I don't know whose house it is rushed into the backyard and ran after Asama like crazy.

Where did the black cat sheriff come from?

For the sake of it also liking black and white, Asama didn't drive it away.

Pick up the cat in one hand and make eye contact with its eyes that are as bright as brass bells.

"Hungry?"

"Meow~~~"

The big cat sniffed it and looked at Asama again, indicating that he was not interested in the minced beef that he hadn't finished for breakfast.

"Pregnant?"

"Meow~~~"

When I picked it up again, I found the bulging balls, which seemed to be a mistake in judgment.

"The system is different here, you shouldn't be a sheriff. However, Kung Fu Tomcats can give it a try. ”

"Meow~"

Do you really understand human speech?

"Don't be stepped on by me, and besides, don't shed your hair!"

After playing with Asama for 10 minutes, the cat with its tongue stuck out like a husky suddenly said that it would not play, and rushed into the fence of the farmhouse next door and disappeared.

Returning to distraction-free movement and thinking, the flow of time quickens again, and a morning passes in the blink of an eye.

The blonde girl upstairs nodded knowingly in her room.

"Ah Shui's hometown has a cat who can do physical arts, this rumor is actually true, but it's a pity that I didn't see Ah Shui's master."

The study time so far is equal to none.

But Asama doesn't feel like a waste of time.

Helping his parents is like repairing an old house, and the renovation of every corner means that the house will stay with him for a longer time.

Teaching Pochi is like watering an unknown sapling that has been in drought for a long time, and he expects the tree to grow on its own and produce flowers of her own.

The afternoon passed quickly, and after dinner together, the family Gapoch sat down in Old Highax.

Asama hugged her school bag and sat in the back seat of the car with Pochi.

The car was playing songs from Pochi's phone.

Pochi felt that his home was too close to Ito Station, and before he could say a few words, Asama had already entered the station.

"Come back to your senses, little Pochi."

Asama's father also quipped,

"If the still water is not there, will you feel lonely?"

"Absolutely."

Especially the stomach.

"It's okay, Xiao Jingshui will be back in a few days."

"Hmm."

The phone rang, and it was a text message from Asama.

"Remember to do your homework on time and turn it in on time."

Thinking of the large stack of handwritten daily knowledge points and memorization skills that Asama left her before leaving, and the daily submission of homework lists, Pochi felt that he had not left at all.

(End of chapter)