"Yuki, see you tomorrow! I had a great weekend today!"
"Well, see you tomorrow."
In the evening, as the sun set, the withered yellow maple leaves were swept into the air by a dry and cold wind, and then fell to Yuki Tsuruto's feet.
After saying goodbye to her friends, she set out on her way home.
"Karaoke is 1,500 yen, parfait ice cream is 700 yen..."
After recording today's expenses on his mobile phone, Tsuruto Yuki suddenly discovered that he spent a total of 5,000 yen just for an afternoon of shopping with friends!
"Maintaining so-called friendships is such an expensive thing."
Yuki Tsuruto couldn't help but let out a long sigh and walked into a dilapidated old apartment.
On the second floor, after opening the door, the pungent smell of alcohol hit her face, which made her frown slightly and quickly covered her mouth and nose with her hands.
At the entrance, a sexy lady with heavy makeup was lying on the floor, her cheeks were flushed, and she looked like she was drunk.
"Keiko, you drank too much again."
Yuki Tsuruto seemed not surprised by the sight before him. He squatted down and dragged the drunk woman to the sofa with a look of disgust on his face.
"Yuki, you've been disrespectful to mom again."
The woman pouted, her expression full of resentment and grievance.
"How many times have I told you to call me mom, don't call me Keiko!"
"Know it!"
Yuki Tsuruto impatiently handed the woman a cup of sobering tea, his eyes filled with complicated expressions.
She lives in a single-parent family. The woman in front of her is her mother, Keiko Tsuruto, and her father is unknown.
Yes, Tsuruto Yuki asked her mother many times who her father was, but she kept silent every time.
Over time, Yuki Tsuruto no longer struggled with this matter.
After all, her mother was a waitress, so she naturally got the answer that might be true from the rumors around her.
Therefore, she hates Keiko Tsuruto.
Hate it very much!
But the other party gave birth to her, which made Yuki Tsurudo extremely painful.
Since you are not prepared, why did you let me come to this world?
"Yuuki..."
At this time, Hedo Keiko's call made Hedo Yuki suddenly come back to his senses.
"Mom, it's so cold. Can you give me some money to buy a coat?"
"That's just because you feel cold after drinking too much!"
Yuki Tsurudo scolded him coldly, but still took out the quilt from the room and threw it to Keiko Tsurudo. After hesitating for a moment, he took out a wad of cash from his bag and threw it on the table.
"Here is 10,000 yen, which is enough for you to buy several coats."
"Yuki, thank you! I knew my daughter was the best!"
Keiko Tsuruto was obviously a little moved. After burping loudly, she wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and stretched out her right hand to point somewhere.
"By the way, Aiko came to play with you. She is in your room now. Remember to send her home at night."
A beloved son?
Hearing this somewhat familiar name, Tsuruto Yuki was obviously a little confused, but after thinking about it, he finally found the memory about her from the depths of his memory.
It seems to be the child of my aunt's family. What is her name...Momonogi Aiko?
Why is she here?
Could it be that my aunt has moved to Tokyo?
With all kinds of questions, Tsuruto Yuki quickly returned to his room.
After pushing the door open, she found a little girl with twin ponytails who looked to be only seven or eight years old, sitting obediently by the bed, reading the book in her hand carefully.
After seeing Yuki Tsuruto come in, she just glanced back indifferently, quickly closed the book in her hand and said softly.
"Sister Yuuki, excuse me."
"Aiko? When did you come to Tokyo?"
After seeing Momonogi Aiko, Tsurudo Yuki was obviously a little surprised, but when he saw the book on her lap, his expression became even more stunned.
"The forest in Norway"?
A little girl who has just entered elementary school actually reads this kind of book?
"Sister Yuuki, I'm sorry for reading your book privately."
Seeing Tsuruto Yuuki staring at the book in her hand, Momonogi Aiko stood on tiptoes and put it back on the bookshelf.
"This book is very nice."
"Can you understand?"
Yuuki Tsuruto was obviously a little shocked. After all, he originally bought this book because he was bewitched by a friend. After flipping through a few pages and not being able to understand it, he threw it on the bookshelf to gather dust.
As a result, you, a seven or eight-year-old girl, can actually understand it?
"can't read."
Momonogi Aiko shook her head and spoke softly and thoughtfully.
"For this kind of book, you can only really understand it if you don't understand it."
"..."
Tsurudo Yuuki didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, in her impression, Aiko was an innocent little girl.
When did you become such a mature little adult?
"Sister Yuuki, can you take me home?"
Momonogi Aiko came to Yuki Tsuruto, tugged on the corner of her clothes and begged.
"Today the creditor came to collect the debt. Mom was afraid that something would happen, so she sent me to your house in advance."
"Auntie, does she owe money?"
"Um."
Momonogi Aiko slowly and carefully told Yuki Tsuruto about her family situation, which made her even more surprised by the precise logical thinking of the little girl in front of her.
"...So I'm worried about mom."
"I see."
Tsuruto Yuki squatted down, holding Momonogi Aiko's shoulders with both hands, and then took out a wad of bills from the bag and stuffed it into her pocket and said in a deep voice.
"You should take this 10,000 yen first. Although it won't alleviate your family's current predicament, it will still be of some use."
"Sister Yuuki, thank you."
Momonogi Aiko did not refuse Yuuki Tsuruto's kindness, and a strong sense of determination suddenly appeared on her childish face.
"I will definitely return the money to you."
"You're a little kid but you're a big kid!"
Tsuruto Yuki scratched Momonogi Aiko's nose lovingly, took her hand and asked.
"You should know where your home is, right?"
"Um."
"Then I'll take you back."
After saying hello to Keiko Tsurudo in the living room, Yuki Tsurudo pulled Aiko Momonogi and left the house, muttering casually.
"I don't know what my aunt is doing so late at night, or whether she's sleeping."
…
"sorry!"
Hanekawa Shirasawa quickly took out a tissue and handed it to Momono Mina, his expression full of apology.
"Are you okay?"
"No...it's okay!"
Momonogi Mina did not accept the paper towels handed to her. Instead, she stood up and moved her beautiful legs to the toilet, washing her hands and face continuously.
Looking at her water-stained blushing face in the mirror, she pursed her soft lips, unable to calm down for a long time.
I actually helped Hanekawa-kun do that kind of thing!
This is too shameful!
But it’s true, Hanekawa-kun, that his wrists are sore...
"Mrs."
At this time, Hanekawa Shirasawa came to the toilet door with a ring and cash and said softly.
"You forgot your things."
"Huh? Sorry."
After receiving what Hanekawa Shirasawa handed over, Momonogi Mina said in a panic with a shy face lowered.
"Hanekawa-kun, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
"You walk slowly."
Looking at his wife's hurriedly escaping silhouette, Hanekawa Shirasawa couldn't help but recall his wife's shocked look with her slightly open red lips, and couldn't help but feel a little bit of emotion in his heart.
This time it was my hand, so can I ask for a different place next time?
