Zongman: Starting as a Prop Master

Chapter 1020: Morning Exercise, Morning Exercise

When he got home, Ichinosuke was surprised to find that there were only his mother, grandmother and grandmother at home.

Not only did grandpa and grandpa not come back, but even Shin-chan disappeared without a trace.

While pouring dog food for Xiaobai, Ichinosuke asked Nohara Misae in confusion: "Mom, where are Grandpa, Grandpa, and Xiaoxin?"

Nohara Misae, who was arranging the dishes beside the table, replied nonchalantly:

"Xiao Xin called earlier and said that they went to play at the home of an elder named Dr. Agasa and had lunch there, so we don't have to wait for him."

"As for your grandpa and grandpa, they didn't come back for dinner either. I guess they're still fighting somewhere."

Knowing the personalities of the two old people well, Nohara Misae had already guessed their actions.

Hearing this, Ichinosuke nodded without saying anything more.

Without Shin-chan, the lively and troublemaker, the family seems to have become a normal family at first glance.

For the entire afternoon, the Nohara family was extremely quiet and harmonious.

Towards evening,

Ichinosuke, who was watching a TV series on the second floor, suddenly heard a roar downstairs.

"Dad, father-in-law, what's going on with you? Why did you buy so many things?"

After going downstairs, Ichinosuke saw the living room surrounded by a lot of dolls and stuffed animals, with Haibara Ai's mouth twitching constantly, and two old people being caught by Nohara Misae and being scolded.

In the face of Huibara's pleading eyes, Ichinosuke gave a helpless expression, which made the other party roll his eyes fiercely.

Finally, with the help of Ichinosuke, the two of them took several trips before they were able to move the dolls and dolls to the second floor.

At dinner time,

As if they had made an appointment, Hiroshi Nohara, who had worked hard all day, and Shin-chan, who had been running around all day, returned home just before dinner.

At the dinner table, Hiroshi Nohara couldn't wait to report the good news to Ichinosuke.

"Xiaoyi, the movie Superman's Girlfriend will be broadcast on TV soon. How is it? Are you looking forward to it?"

Ichinosuke paused with his chopsticks, looked at Nohara Hiroshi happily, and asked expectantly:

"Dad, when exactly is it?"

Although he didn't know why it happened so quickly, Ichinosuke didn't think about it at all.

He just wanted to get 320 out of the meteorite immediately, then transform into Superman and become truly invincible in this world.

Seeing Ichinosuke's anxious look, Nohara Hiroshi didn't want to keep him in suspense and directly told him the date.

"The date has been set. It's next Sunday?"

"Next Sunday?"

The smile froze, and Ichinosuke turned around and asked Haibara Ai.

"When was that?"

Looking at Ichinosuke in confusion, Haibara Ai didn't know why he asked such a simple question, but she still answered:

"Three days later!"

After dinner, probably because he had been running around all day, Shin-chan didn’t even take a shower. He lay on the tatami and fell into a deep sleep.

Shin-chan didn't make a fuss, but the four old men almost came to blows for the opportunity to take a bath with Ichinosuke and Haibara Ai.

In the end, naturally, no one succeeded.

Having just bought new clothes and socks, Ichinosuke of course wanted Miyano Shiho to try them on.

Ichinosuke stayed awake late into the night, and even though there was no bonus from the new items, he was still quite satisfied.

Of course, it’s still a little bit inferior to the nervousness and uncertainty when trying to develop new props.

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The next morning, at five o'clock,

At this time, most parts of the country are still dark.

In the Sakura Province, due to the longitude, the sky has already brightened up.

Yoshiharu Koyama, who was born as a teacher and has a strict and old-fashioned personality, naturally would not stay in bed.

I still maintain the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early, and exercising every day.

Just as the sky was getting light, he was already stretching his limbs in the yard and shouting loudly.

"It's already daybreak, hurry up and get up."

On the second floor, there is an exclusive private space with door stickers created out of nothing.

Although Ichinosuke had made some soundproofing arrangements, he still couldn't handle Yoshiharu Koyama's loud voice.

Ichinosuke was awakened by his grandfather's yelling. Without even opening his eyes, he fumbled under the pillow out of habit and found his cell phone.

He raised it to his eyes and pressed the power button with one hand to wake up the screen. Then Ichinosuke reluctantly opened one eye and checked the time.

Seeing that it was only five o'clock, Ichinosuke immediately turned off the screen, put the phone back under the pillow, and prepared to continue sleeping.

His arms were tucked under the pillow and his eyes were closed again.

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed through Ichinosuke's confused mind.

He seemed to have overlooked something just now.

After thinking about it, Ichinosuke took out his phone again, woke up the screen, and then looked at it in detail.

The screen is intact and not crushed.

The date is a bit strange, very different from yesterday, but there is nothing wrong with it in this world.

On Sunday, this is no problem.

"Ok?"

His thoughts paused for three seconds before Ichinosuke controlled his gaze and moved back to the three words "Sunday".

Just waking up, my still somewhat sluggish brain began to slowly start working.

"If I remember correctly, Sunday is right. So, it should be fine!"

"But why do I feel something is weird?"

Holding the phone, Ichinosuke pondered with a gloomy expression.

After a few seconds, the heavy brain finally woke up.

"What the hell? Sunday?"

Looking at his phone in disbelief, Ichinosuke checked his calendar and browser again.

After three or four attempts, I finally confirmed it.

Today is the day passed down from the ancient Dragon Kingdom and is internationally known as Sunday.

Holding the phone, Ichinosuke, who was fully awake, fell into a daze.

"Didn't Ai say last night that Sunday would be three days from now? It's impossible that Sunday would be three days from yesterday. Could it be that today is Sunday, and in two days, there will be another Sunday?"

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Ichinosuke realized that he had a cognitive impairment with time, so he immediately prepared to seek advice from someone.

Needless to say, who to look for.

"Shiho, Shiho!"

Shaking Miyano Shiho's shoulders, Ichinosuke tried to wake her up.

However, Miyano Shiho moved drowsily, changed the direction of her head, leaned on Ichinosuke's chest, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Seeing Miyano Shiho's cute performance, Ichinosuke burst out laughing.

"I worked too hard last night and I haven't recovered yet!"

After taking a glance at the silk fabric that had turned into fluff in the bedside trash can, Ichinosuke gave up the idea of ​​waking up Miyano Shiho.

"Forget it, let her have a good rest."

Taking out a pair of crystal balls, Ichinosuke flexed his wrists while studying the strange date on his phone with one hand.

After recalling the date on my phone yesterday and comparing it with the date I saw today, Ichinosuke was speechless.

"If my memory has not faded, when I looked at today's date yesterday, the calendar showed it was Friday. But after just one day, the date changed completely and strangely became Sunday."

Suddenly, Ichinosuke had the urge to smash this broken phone.

These days, statistics are starting to lie.

After a long while, he still couldn't bear to part with the phone that stored so many of his resources.

(aeej) As for the photos and videos, in this world where the Internet is becoming increasingly developed, how could Ichinosuke possibly take these things with a mobile phone?

If it were seen or copied by some reckless hacker, or if it were spread out, Ichinosuke would be willing to kill people and destroy the world.

For the sake of the world, it is not impossible to have photos, but they are limited to digital cameras in the system space or mobile phones without cards.

After turning off his phone, Ichinosuke felt a little complicated.

"I am becoming more and more confused about this timeline."

"Well!"

At this moment, Miyano Shiho in his arms let out a muffled groan.

The sudden movement instantly brought Ichinosuke back to his senses.

In an instant, he understood what had happened.

"Sorry to hurt you."

I was distracted just now and failed to control my strength well, thus waking up Miyano Shiho.

Ichinosuke smoothed her frown and whispered softly in her ear:

"It's okay, Shiho, you go to sleep, I'll take care of mine."

Seeing that Miyano Shiho was already disturbed by him, Ichinosuke simply started to draw one item every day.