Misaki Saki.
Kasuga leisurely looked at the four words on the band-aid in her hand and suddenly felt like crying. No wonder she had to use a set as a quantifier.
Co-authored This is the autographed set?
What do I need this for?
Collect? Or...fight at it...
The band-aid is very small and can only cover a small area, but it is completely enough for poached eggs.
I just don’t know if it will be uncomfortable to have this thing on my body.
The soft light in the room shone on the two pieces, and the unknown material seemed to have a faint sheen.
"Bang bang bang!"
At this moment, a knocking sound suddenly came from outside the door.
Kasuga Youran was startled by the sudden sound, and quickly stuffed the band-aid and bear under the mattress.
Also stored inside are the mission rewards obtained from Mrs. Onodera last time.
Kasuga Youran suddenly felt a headache. If others saw this, her reputation might really be lost.
However, generally no one will dig under your mattress, right?
You have to find a place to seal it up. How can it be more private in a room?
He shook his head, neatly pressed the band-aid and the bear under the bed, and then went out to open the door.
Standing outside the door was Misaki Saki who couldn't wait for a long time.
The moment Haruhi opened the door, her little body wanted to squeeze in.
"Let me see, let me see, what were you doing alone in the room just now?"
Blinking her big bright eyes, Misaki Saki's little head looked curiously into the room. However, the boy's tall body was standing at the door, and the girl could only rub her body against Haruhi in vain, unable to squeeze in at all. .
"I didn't do anything, what do you want to see?"
In particular, Misaki Saki was wearing a large T-shirt, and the wonderful touch seemed even more real.
After Kasuga stood there leisurely and felt it for a while, he stepped aside and let the girl in.
"Now, look, there's nothing. Don't think I'm so dirty, okay? Besides, what can you do with just such a little time?"
Saying that, Haruhi sat down on the big bed, spread out her hands, and remained indifferent to the world.
Misaki Saki looked at the boy suspiciously, and finally came closer, sniffing gently with her little nose, like a kitten, discerning the smell.
Looking at the cute little face so close at hand, Kasuga Youran was stunned for a moment, then stretched out her hand to push the girl's face aside.
"You look exactly like you did when you were trying to eat."
"Don't compare me to that fat cat."
Misaki Saki wanted to puff up her face angrily, but found that the little face on the left side was being squeezed by Kasuga Yuran, and could not puff up no matter how hard she tried.
The girl's funny look now looks particularly like the expression of an adult bullying a child.
Interesting.
...........
after dinner,
Misaki Saki quickly ran back to her bedroom because she wanted to go back to her room to work.
According to her, when inspiration comes, you have to create immediately, otherwise you will be suffocated to death after that period of time.
Without one person, Kasuga leisurely accompanied Mrs. Onodera to clean up the housework.
In fact, it seems that there is no difference whether or not there is that guy who only knows how to fish. Misaki Saki's only role is to liven up the atmosphere.
Oh, and it can also provide 5000+N money to Kasuga every day.
Other than that, it has the same purpose as barbecue.
"Are you still used to working here?"
Kasuga leisurely wiped the plate handed over by his wife with a dry towel and asked with a smile.
"Well, I have completely adapted to it. Everyone is very nice to me."
Onodera Reiko picked up the plate in the pool and used hot water to clean the bubbles on the porcelain, and then handed it to the boy next to her.
"Actually, I can do these things alone. You can go sit on the sofa and watch TV."
It was like this every time. My wife wished she could just let Kasuga lie in bed every day, and then leave all the chores to her.
"What's the matter? When you weren't here, I was doing it all by myself."
Haruhi said with a leisurely smile.
"ah?"
Onodera Reiko was stunned. This sentence was obviously beyond her expectation.
Do all the eldest sons of big families do these things by themselves?
"Is there anything strange about this? My parents are not in Tokyo, and I am usually alone. I must do it by myself."
The boy smiled and put the washed dishes back into the cabinet, as if he was lamenting his past life.
"When I first came to Tokyo, I was alone in the villa. Every day after I came home, the villa was empty, especially in the evening. I felt lonely and uncomfortable. Then I would choose to go back to the bedroom with a barbecue."
The boy was half leaning on the exquisite marble table. His tall and straight figure looked a little tired, and his handsome face looked up at the sky at a 45° angle.
"That's why I chose to use cheap rent to recruit roommates to accompany me."
The temperament of the melancholic handsome boy slowly spreads, and the lonely handsome boy can best arouse the loving hearts of these beautiful women at home.
Onodera Reiko looked at the boy and couldn't help but stop what she was doing. When she thought of the boy coming to Tokyo alone, she couldn't help but feel distressed.
"Haruhi..."
"It's okay, it's all over."
Kasuga stood up straight leisurely and said with a smile,
"I should thank you, Sister Reiko, for giving me the feeling of home instead of a big empty house."
With that said, the boy stepped forward and gave his wife a warm hug.
"I should be the one to thank you, Haruhi..."
Onodera Reiko didn't struggle, and gently stroked the boy's solid back with her little hands, with a peaceful smile on her face.
This is a process of mutual healing.
The beautiful woman was in his arms. Even though the atmosphere was very warm, there were some things that were really uncontrollable.
After a while, the wife felt something on the boy's body placed on her stomach.
"Haru, Haruhi...clean the dishes and chopsticks first."
However, Chunri Youran no longer wanted to listen. He stretched out his hand to lift his wife's fair face, stared at her rosy mouth, and tasted it first.
Tonight, my wife is wearing that white tight-fitting vest and black shorts, exposing a large area of eye-catching snow-white skin. It is very refreshing and convenient...
Finally, the wife slowly squatted down and used everything in her upper body to choose various combinations of skills to defeat the boy.
...........
The next morning, the weather was sunny and gentle,
The morning air also gradually became humid.
Chunri took a deep breath leisurely, and her whole body seemed to be rejuvenated. There was an indescribable refreshing feeling all over her body.
After saying goodbye to his wife, Kasuga leisurely picked up her schoolbag and headed to school.
The black jacket was open in a chic way, revealing the white shirt underneath. The boy's face was filled with a sunny smile, making the girls in sailor uniforms around him blush.
However, it seems that there are no bold seniors today, only shy girls whispering there.
After smoothly passing the corner by the intersection wall, the face of the school also appeared in sight.
When they arrived at the school section, the students on bicycles also got off their cars and started pushing their bicycles, talking and laughing with the people on the side.
Kasuga Youran looked at the virtual panel casually, with a hint of astonishment flashing in her eyes.
【Tenant: 003】
[Name: Misaki Saki]
[Tenant wish list:]
【1. I hope I can eat tuna sushi today! Slobber.......】
[2. I encountered a bottleneck in my creation today. I hope I can break through myself and find inspiration! sluggish.......】
【3. Being able to produce a work that shocks the world, and being respected as Master Misaki! 】
[Complete wish list 1, task reward: 5,000 yen]
[Complete wish list two, mission reward: invitation letter from Misaki Saki]
Another weird mission reward.
Seeing this wish list, Kasuga Youran felt a headache. Where can a painter who writes a notebook find inspiration?
How to find inspiration?
Is it possible that I want to go see a specialty movie with her?
The figure of that sinister little girl once again appeared in my mind, with a sinister smile on her cute face.
Why is her wish list always so weird?
Tired.
He sighed softly, and even the passionate shouts from the club's morning exercises could not make the boy interested.
