He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

After finishing his instant noodles, Shirakawa slept soundly in the second bedroom until dawn.

Shirakawa doesn't like big beds; he feels empty when he sleeps in them.

Shirakawa rubbed his sleepy eyes, struggled to get out of bed, and began to get dressed and wash up.

His haggard face was reflected in the bathroom mirror.

After all, I only ate bread and instant noodles yesterday, and my wound is still healing, so I'm not getting enough nutrition.

I opened the small cabinet behind the mirror, found some mercurochrome and bandages, and treated the wound on my right hand.

I'm still so sleepy...

Boom boom boom!

A quick knock on the door.

"Shirakawa, it's time to get up!"

It was Mitsu Kana's voice coming from outside the door.

Shirakawa, still half asleep, went to open the door.

"Good morning, Aunt Mido, haha~~" Shirakawa yawned.

"Shirakawa-kun, breakfast will be ready soon."

"Okay, Aunt Meidu."

“And…” Midori Kana turned her head slightly, her face flushed, and pointed to Shirakawa’s body.

"how?"

Shirakawa then realized that he was shirtless and wearing only a pair of shorts.

With a snap, Shirakawa quickly closed the door.

My mind immediately cleared up.

"Auntie Midu, I'll be there as soon as I'm done tidying up."

"Okay, hurry up."

It's still a bit embarrassing to let the older woman next door see your body.

---

After getting ready, we arrived at Mei Du's house.

Mido Sakura and Mido Maki have already taken their places, while Mido Kana is still cooking in the kitchen.

Midori Maki had a faint dark circle under her eyes, looking listless.

Mito Sakura is playing on her phone.

"Yo, good morning." Shirakawa also found a seat and sat down.

Upon hearing Shirakawa's voice, Maki instantly straightened her back and quickly tidied her messy hair.

She placed her two small hands on her lap, pressing her thumbs back and forth, looking preoccupied.

Shirakawa also noticed Maki's unusual behavior and began to feel uneasy and panicked.

He believes that Yayoi Akiyama might have done something to turn Maki into this state.

Kara.

The door to the master bedroom opened, and the middle-aged man woke up, still dressed and disheveled.

"Shinichi, you're awake," Midori Kana said from the kitchen.

Good morning, Uncle.

Good morning, Uncle.

"Good morning."

Shirakawa also greeted him. Although there had been a disagreement the night before, he was, after all, a guest in someone else's home, and basic etiquette was necessary.

"Good morning." Shinichi Midoriya was a completely different person compared to his drunken self yesterday.

Suddenly, he saw strange men sitting around the dining table.

"Who is this......"

"This is Akira Shirakawa, a classmate of Maki Mido. She just moved next door today."

Shirakawa was a little surprised. Just as Aunt Mido said, Shinichi forgot who was who as soon as he woke up in the morning.

Shirakawa doesn't dislike drunk people. After all, middle-aged people often have moments when they have no choice but to drown their sorrows in alcohol. However, whether someone is a good drinker or whether they drink excessively or in moderation is another matter entirely.

As Shinichi Mitsu approached Kana Mitsu, he lowered his voice and asked, "What's Shirakawa Akira doing here?"

“His parents weren’t home, and it wasn’t safe for a child to cook at home alone, so I invited him to come over for dinner.”

"Don't bring these shady characters into your home next time."

Mei Duxin's tone was sharp and sarcastic.

Midori Kana was quite displeased, since yesterday it was Midori Shinichi who had inexplicably lost his temper while drunk.

It was clearly Shirakawa who came to the rescue.

How did Shirakawa become that scoundrel now?

But Midori Kana didn't dare to refute him to his face.

Shinichi Midori's older brother is Kana Midori's husband.

Not long ago, her husband died in a car accident while taking the family on a trip.

Thanks to the timely rescue, the others were unharmed.

Other relatives of the Mido family, including Mido Kana's parents-in-law, could not accept his death and secretly gossiped about Mido Kana, calling her a jinx or a poisonous woman who killed her husband for having an affair with someone else.

Rumors spread, and since Kana Midori's salary couldn't cover all the expenses for her two daughters' schooling, she had no choice but to make do with living with Shinichi Midori, her husband's younger brother.

Shinichi Midori will cover some of the expenses, but Kana Midori will take over all the housework.

They can be considered partners.

Therefore, as a dependent, Kana Mito had no choice but to swallow her anger towards Shinichi Mito.

When he is sober, apart from being a bit controlling and mean, Mito Shinichi is generally alright and not a bad person.

However, when drunk, the long-suppressed negative emotions erupt, leading to the situation that happened last night.

"I'm going to work." Mei Duxin straightened her clothes and prepared to leave.

"Sakura, don't dress so flamboyantly."

"Okay, I understand," Misaki replied, then went back to playing on her phone.

"So disobedient," Mito Shinichi muttered as he left home.

After he left, the tense atmosphere at home eased considerably.

The food was served, and Mito Kana took off her apron and sat down.

"Come on, Shirakawa, try Auntie's cooking."

It was supposed to be breakfast, but it was made to be unusually lavish.

There was saury, miso soup, rice, fried egg, and bread slices.

The taste is quite good.

Shirakawa was already starving, but faced with so much delicious food, he didn't act rudely by grabbing whatever he could and stuffing himself with food.

They ate slowly and methodically, appearing very well-mannered.

Midori Maki ate with unusually neat and ladylike manners, but her eyes kept glancing at Shirakawa.

Midori Sakura, on the other hand, worked hard to eat.

"Shirakawa, don't be so formal." As she spoke, Midori Kana thought Shirakawa was being too polite, so she kept piling the prepared saury into Shirakawa's bowl.

"Mommy~~" Misaki pouted and forcibly took a fish from Shirakawa's bowl.

"How rude of you, Sakura."

"Hmph! Giving it to him would be a waste. I'm still growing, I should eat first!"

Mido Maki suddenly interjected: "Actually, in theory, girls' puberty should be from elementary school to junior high school, while boys' puberty is a little later, from junior high school to high school."

“I don’t think that’s right,” Midori Sakura retorted. “Since you’ve already developed, why is it still so small here?”

As if showing off, Midori placed two large lumps of meat on the table and pointed at them with her finger.

Shirakawa lowered his head, fixing his gaze intently on the white rice in the bowl.

"You! Sakura!" Midori Maki blushed, but couldn't find a way to refute it, because something that doesn't exist simply doesn't exist.

"Haha, no wonder my sister has never been in a relationship, she just lacks feminine charm!"

"I don't need to get up early every day and spend an extra half hour putting on makeup to gain that 'feminine charm'!"