Zongman: Starting as a Prop Master

It fell to the ground, and Ichinosuke smiled foolishly again.

"Hehe, this kick is not a loss, it's a huge profit."

At this moment, it seemed that the buttocks that hit the ground so hard didn't hurt so much.

Ichinosuke remembered the oath he made.

"God, I am guilty and I sincerely repent. I will definitely go to hell after I die."

He now seems to be going further and further down this road.

"Humph!"

He snorted coldly,

Haibara Ai glared at Ichinosuke in shame and anger, while reaching out to fix the buttons that were broken by Ichinosuke's actions, revealing her plum-patterned teddy bear pajamas.

"You guy!"

Seeing Xiao Ai getting angry, Ichinosuke quickly put his hands over his face, while rapidly defending himself.

"Wait, Xiao Ai, listen to my excuse..."

Feeling that he had said something wrong, Ichinosuke turned his head to the other side, spit twice, and then turned back to continue his defense:

"No, listen to my explanation. I did it unconsciously. I couldn't help myself."

As he spoke, Ichinosuke did not forget to wave his right hand, explaining his innocence and that it was all because of his disobedient right hand that caused the trouble.

However, seeing Ichinosuke swinging his wrist,

The blush on Xiaoai's face spread rapidly, as if she had been injected with chicken blood, until it reached her slender neck.

It was that big hand that was causing trouble just now.

Even at this moment, she could still feel a tingling sensation like continuous static electricity.

The wonderful feeling made her body still tremble slightly until now.

This made her involuntarily straighten her body.

Chapter 32 Shopping

Three days passed in a flash.

For three days, because her cold had not fully recovered, Haibara Ai began to live the life of a stay-at-home girl, never leaving the house.

Every morning, she would kick Ichinosuke out of bed as usual, then tidy up her messy pajamas, get up, brush her teeth and wash her face, and then accompany the Nohara family to enjoy a nourishing breakfast.

After breakfast, Hiroshi Nohara would rush to catch the train day after day.

The few people left at home all relaxed.

Ichinosuke and Shin-chan, who haven't even started kindergarten yet, are wandering around the house with nothing to do. In the end, one of them watches a documentary about Ultraman, while the other reads a new comic.

In an era without smartphones and the Internet, this was the only way to kill extra time.

At this time, Nohara Misae didn't need to ride a bicycle to take Shin-chan to school every day.

So, it’s a lot easier.

Either he would take a nap, or chat with the aunt next door, or talk on the phone with Aunt Xiaohui for a long time.

Originally, she also needed to wash the dishes and bowls after breakfast.

But after Xiaoai came, this job was also taken over.

On the one hand, it was to train telekinesis, and on the other hand, after being taken in by someone, Haibara Ai also planned to do what she could for this family.

After three days of recuperation and food supplements from Nohara Misae.

Haibara Ai's health improved rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her face became rosy, no longer as pale as when she was picked up by Ichinosuke.

At the dining table, Nohara Meisai asked Xiao Ai with concern:

"Xiao Ai, how is your recovery?"

As for her eldest son who was grimacing and covering his belly and buttocks, and Shin-chan who was jealous, they were completely ignored by her.

She gracefully put down the cutlery in her hands, picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped the oil stains on her mouth, while sincerely thanking Nohara Misae:

"Thank you, Auntie. I am almost fully recovered now."

"Yeah, that's good."

Nodding, Nohara Misae first glanced at Ichinosuke's pajamas, which Ai was still wearing, and then turned her head to look out the window.

Outside the window, the sky is cloudless and the sun is shining brightly.

Seeing this, Nohara Misae suggested excitedly:

"Xiao Ai, the weather is nice today. How about we go shopping together? I'll buy you some shoes and some clothes to change into."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xin immediately became interested and couldn't wait to shout: "Mom, I want to go too, I want to go too."

"Yes Yes!"

Nohara Meiya, who had been prepared for this, sighed helplessly.

"You are the most obedient only at times like this. If you are going, then go change your clothes quickly."

"it is good!"

Seeing that Nohara Misae agreed, Shin-chan hurriedly responded,

Then he put down the dishes in his hands and ran to the closet to find the clothes to wear.

With a tired sigh, Nohara Misae shouted at Ichinosuke who was sitting calmly on the chair:

"And Xiaoyi, you too."

Seeing Ichinosuke disappear instantly, Nohara Misae rubbed her bruised head and said resentfully:

"Really? This kid, can't I worry less about him?"

After breakfast,

In front of the dressing table, Nohara Miya was getting herself ready while chatting with Xiao Ai.

"By the way, Xiao Ai, is there anything you like?"

Looking in the mirror and drawing eyeliner, somehow, Nohara Misae suddenly changed the topic to hobbies.

Without waiting for Huiyuan Ai to answer,

At the side, Ichinosuke suddenly spoke lazily,

"Fashion magazines and Fusa's bags."

With a gleam of light in her eyes, Haibara Ai did not make any extreme move, but her eyes inadvertently glanced towards the direction where Ichinosuke was.

"He really knows me."

Nodding silently, Huihara Ai had no intention of refutation.

Hearing this answer, Nohara Miya felt overjoyed.

"Hey, it turns out that Ai is just like me, she also likes brand-name bags and luxury goods."

"This is even better."

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes fell on Kazunosuke.

Seeing that Ichinosuke had no intention of speaking, Nohara Misae spoke with undiminished interest:

"Okay, let's go shopping today."

"Xiaoyi pays."

After she finished speaking, Nohara Misae stared at Ichinosuke, wanting to see his performance.

Originally, Huiyuan Ai wanted to decline: "Wouldn't it be too expensive?"

Because she heard from Shin-chan that the Nohara family still had 32 years of mortgage repayments (owing Nohara Ichinosuke countless unequal treaties).

So in her opinion, Ichinosuke's family was just an ordinary working-class family and had no ability to buy luxury goods.

However, after hearing what Nohara Misae said about Ichinosuke paying,

She had no intention of persuading her, but was extremely curious about why Nohara Misae said that.

"Aunt, Xiaoyi, no, it's Ichinosuke. Does he have a lot of money?"

Haibara Ai looked at Ichinosuke in confusion. Even though he had super powers, Ichinosuke's current body was only that of a five-year-old.

It’s probably not that easy to make money with this body.

And judging from what he had experienced during these few days, Ichinosuke had not shown any means of making money.

As a luxury bag, Fushahui is not cheap.

Even an office worker like Hiroshi Nohara can't afford it, let alone a child who has nothing to do all day.

Hearing this,

Nohara Meisai poked her chin lightly with her index finger, looked up at the ceiling, and said thoughtfully:

"Although I don't know how much money Xiaoyi has, I think,"

Smile brightly at Xiao Ai,

"I think he still has at least a few hundred million yen."

As she said this, she glanced at Kazunosuke calmly, wanting to see his reaction.

However, to Nohara Misae's disappointment, Ichinosuke's expression did not change at all.

A little frustrated, Nohara Misae continued to say to Xiao Ai:

"After all, even our home loan was borrowed from him."

With a gleam in her eyes, Haibara Ai looked at Ichinosuke with even more passion.

"I remember that you bought this house two years ago, aunt."

Haibara Ai looked at Ichinosuke curiously and asked tentatively,