"Never mind then." Makoto Kiyono naturally wouldn't insist, and pointed, "The bathroom is on the balcony. Eriri, take your clothes there. It has a dryer... By the way, you know how to use a washing machine, right?"

"Stop nagging." Eriri put her hands on her hips, raised her delicate chin, and couldn't help but scold her, "I'm not some caveman, of course I know how to use a washing machine."

Kiyono Makoto clicked his tongue softly: "Eri, a young lady from a prestigious family in a manga, has never even eaten instant noodles. She actually knows how to use a washing machine. Impressive."

"That's just an exaggeration in manga," Eriri retorted. "Like in many doujinshi, the girls' breasts are bigger than a person's head, it's beyond the realm of humanity, and then there are those... well, you know..."

Before she could finish speaking, Eriri suddenly widened her eyes, quickly raised her hand to cover her pink lips, and her face turned red rapidly at a visible speed.

As a doujinshi artist, Eriri has naturally drawn many mature-themed works, but saying them in front of boys is still incredibly embarrassing.

Kiyono Makoto’s expression was subtle:

"Ms. Kashiwagi Eri seems to be very knowledgeable."

"Who's so knowledgeable, you idiot!"

Eriri was both embarrassed and angry, and she clenched her little fists and pounded on the ground:

"That's common sense!"

"I'm going to cook."

Kiyono Makoto let Takumi knock twice, then turned and went into the kitchen:

"Hurry up and do the laundry."

"call……"

Eriri secretly breathed a sigh of relief, covered her burning cheeks, turned around and went into the bathroom to gather her clothes.

Carrying the clothes, Eriri slowly made her way to the balcony, where she quickly spotted the front-loading washing machine in the corner.

"It's a bit different from the washing machine at home, let's take a look at it first..."

Eriri wanted to ask for help, but remembering what she had just said, she held back.

"The operation of washing machines should be largely the same, with no major differences."

Eriri carefully tucked the clothes inside and pressed the virtual button.

Splash!

Strange noises soon came from the washing machine.

"Hey, what's that sound?"

"Wait... when I bought the drink earlier, I think I put the change in my pocket and forgot to take it out."

Eriri slapped her forehead, quickly turned off the washing machine, and bent down to take out the coins.

After a long while, Eriri finally found the coin, and then realized that she suddenly couldn't get up.

"W-What happened?"

"My hair hurts...it feels like it's being pulled?"

Eriri nervously tries to save herself.

Unfortunately, the front-loading washing machine is quite small, and a person gets stuck inside and can't move at all.

With no other option, Eriri had to call for help.

"You idiot, Seino...you, you come here right now."

Hearing the shouts, Kiyono Makoto stepped out of the kitchen, initially thinking Eriri was having trouble using the washing machine. He was immediately shocked to see the blonde girl stuck inside.

"Eri Kashiwagi-sensei, are you gathering material for your new book?"

"I wasn't collecting materials!" Eriri's voice, both embarrassed and angry, came from inside the cylinder. "A coin accidentally fell into the cylinder, and I was picking it up!"

Kiyono Makoto's gaze shifted downwards, landing on Takumi's waist.

The shirt slipped down due to gravity, revealing a glimpse of her snow-white waist, which looked exceptionally slender. Kiyono Makoto felt he could easily grasp it with both hands.

The King of Chu had a fondness for slender waists, and suddenly I felt a deep empathy for him.

"This position is so tiring, I can't get up," Eriri said in a plaintive voice. "You idiot, Kiyono, come and help me."

"receive."

Kiyono Makoto stepped forward and placed his hands on Takumi's waist.

"Ugh~~!"

Eriri felt a tingling electric current instantly sweep through her body, her legs trembled, and she almost fell over.

"What are you doing?!"

Eriri's voice trembled as the sketchbook she had drawn involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

In that story, the female protagonist got stuck in an elevator, but now she's stuck in a washing machine—the story has suddenly become reality!

Eriri suddenly felt a little flustered.

If that idiot Seino saw her own elevator sketchbook, what would happen next...?

No!

I would never agree to something like that!

Kiyomi Neiba?i Chess 罒 Wu Liye Cheng justified:

"Of course, I pulled you out."

"Idiot!" Eriri was so angry she wanted to bite someone. "You can't just pull your hair out like that!"

"Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"Shut up!" Eriri's voice was filled with shame and indignation. "Take your hand away right now!"

"..."

When Kiyono Makoto looked down, he realized that his hands were still on Takumi's waist.

"Sorry, I forgot."

Kiyono Makoto removed his hands and then squatted down.

A moment later.

Zhai Li, who was stuck in the washing machine, was successfully rescued.

"call……"

Eriri let out a long sigh, covering her chest with her hands, her pretty face flushed crimson, almost as if it were about to bleed.

"I...I want to go home...Today has been such a terrible day..."

"Let's wait until the rain stops; we can't go back in the rain."

Kiyono Makoto's gaze shifted, landing on the girl's wet hair:

"Go dry your hair quickly, or you'll catch a cold..."

After a pause, Kiyono Makoto suddenly sighed:

"Never mind, let me blow-dry your hair for you."

"No way, I'll blow it myself." Eriri instinctively refused.

Seino Makoto seriously counted on his fingers:

"You get carsick, get soaked in the rain, step on soap, and just got stuck in the washing machine... Today is probably your Mercury retrograde day. If you're left to blow-dry your hair, you might get an electric shock."

Yinglili: "..."

Although she really wanted to refuse, Eriri felt guilty when she thought about all the unlucky things that had happened to her today.

Blow-drying your own hair... seems really dangerous.

Kiyono Makoto turned off the washing machine, set the automatic drying function, and then walked towards the living room:

"Come and sit down."

"..."

Eriri bit her lower lip lightly, blushing as she obediently followed and sat down.

Makoto Kiyono found the hairdryer and walked behind Takumi.

"Waaah—"

A warm breeze quickly blew out.

As the damp, cold feeling quickly dissipated, Eriri comfortably squinted her eyes.

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhai Li's hair was finally completely dry and looked particularly dazzling under the lights.

"I'm going to the kitchen to prepare the food. You can watch TV by yourself for a while."

Kiyono Makoto turned and went into the kitchen.

Not long after.

An enticing aroma wafted out from the kitchen.

"It smells so good..."

Eriri clutched her stomach and couldn't help but glance towards the kitchen, only to realize how hungry she was.

It's still raining outside.

I just finished showering and drying my hair, and I feel refreshed and incredibly comfortable.

The overhead light was warm.

The TV was playing an 8 PM primetime program, and the host had a very magnetic voice.

Inside the kitchen, a boy wearing an apron was preparing food, and the aroma was incredibly enticing...

Eriri suddenly realized something.

The feelings and scenes of this moment will likely be etched forever in my memory...

Twenty minutes later.

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