Science: The Little Shota of the Maori Family

"Really?" Ayumi said in surprise: "Then I have to work harder."

"Toru didn't have to take this monthly test, but he gave up." Genta looked at Watanabe Toru with a tone of envy and incomprehension.

"Really?" Mrs. Yoshida, who had just finished cutting up cantaloupe and apples and was carrying them out of the kitchen, overheard this. She put down the fruit plate and sat down next to her daughter, her hands elegantly resting on her chin. She asked Toru Watanabe, "You're so confident in yourself, Toru."

013. Good Wife and Good Mother

Watanabe Toru smiled slightly: "It's just a monthly test. It doesn't matter if you don't do well."

"That's right." Mrs. Yoshida nodded in agreement. "Auntie has always felt that confident men are the most attractive. Come on, Xiao Che, have an apple."

She picked up a piece of apple flesh with a toothpick and fed it to Watanabe Toru's mouth.

"Thank you auntie."

"By the way, let's have dinner at Auntie's house tonight. She's going to make beef curry and pork chops today."

"This...is still not a problem..."

Watanabe Toru was about to decline, but the voices of Mitsuhiko and Genta drowned him out.

"Wow! Is that okay? I love curry and rice the most."

"Then excuse me."

Watanabe Toru coughed lightly and reminded, "Then tonight's Kamen Rider..."

"Isn't Kamen Rider on hiatus today? Don't you know, Xiao Toru?" Mitsuhiko looked at him strangely.

How would I know? I don't watch that kind of boring anime.

Watanabe Toru twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Xiao Toru, are you worried that the food your aunt cooks is not tasty?" Mrs. Yoshida looked at Watanabe Toru.

"No, it's not." Watanabe Toru denied it flatly: "I..."

He suddenly realized that apart from using Kamen Rider as a shield, he could not find any other decent explanation.

"I'm sorry for disturbing you." That was all he could say.

Mrs. Yoshida smiled and said, "That doesn't matter. Let me get the phone. You two can call home first. Otherwise, your parents will be worried."

"Okay~" Mitsuhiko and Genta agreed happily.

Ayumi volunteered, "Mom, I'll get it. You go prepare dinner, I'm hungry."

"Okay then, I'll leave it to you, Ayumi."

……

As a qualified housewife, Mrs. Yoshida is an excellent cook.

The rich aroma of curry combined with the aroma of fried pork cutlet sauce stimulates the children's appetite.

Yuantai had already started swallowing his saliva, and his stomach, which was bigger than that of his peers, made a rumbling sound, expressing his master's thoughts.

Mrs. Yoshida took off her apron and said with a smile, "Are you all hungry? I made a lot of curry, you can eat as much as you want. Come on, sit down."

"Don't we have to wait for uncle to come back and eat together?" asked Toru Watanabe.

Mrs. Yoshida's expression froze for a moment, then she returned to normal. She shook her head and said, "No need to wait for him. He has an appointment today. We can just take care of ourselves."

"That's it."

Watanabe Toru saw Mrs. Yoshida's reaction at that moment clearly. He didn't ask any more questions and sat down next to Ayumi.

It was not until eight o'clock in the evening that Watanabe Toru and the other two left Ayumi's house.

Taking the elevator back to the first floor, the glass door of the apartment lobby was slowly opening to both sides, and a handsome man in a suit and tie, carrying a briefcase, stepped into the apartment.

Watanabe Toru looked up and glanced at him. His angular face was somewhat similar to Ayumi's.

The man and Watanabe Toru passed by each other and walked into the elevator.

Watanabe Toru suddenly asked: "Yuanta, Mitsuhiko, have you met Ayumi's father?"

"No." Mitsuhiko shook his head. "I heard from Ayumi that his father is a director of a company and often has to go on business trips. She rarely sees him."

"However, every time Ayumi's father comes back, he brings Ayumi the latest toys." Genta added, his tone full of envy.

"Xiao Che, why do you ask this suddenly?"

"Nothing, just asking... Let's go back quickly, otherwise our families will be worried." Watanabe Toru changed the subject.

Maori family.

Kogoro Mouri rested his head on his right hand, lying on the tatami and watching the entertainment gossip show on TV.

Watanabe Toru opened the door and walked into the room. He tilted his head and said, "You're back? Did you have fun at your classmate's house?"

"Yeah, I'm very happy. Ayumi's mother also made beef curry and fried pork cutlet for us to eat." Watanabe Toru put down his schoolbag and looked around: "Where is Sister Xiaolan?"

"She's taking a shower."

"Oh." Toru Watanabe sat down next to Kogoro Mori and watched TV with him.

The gossip show ended, Kogoro Mouri picked up the remote control and was about to change the channel when the ramen advertisement endorsed by Yoko Okino was broadcast. Kogoro Mouri's eyes lit up, and he suddenly threw himself in front of the TV, staring at it infatuatedly.

This is Yoko's favorite ramen. You must try it.

On the TV screen, Yoko Okino was holding a bowl of hot ramen in her hand and blinking her big eyes.

Maori Kogoro echoed loudly: "Okay, let's eat Miss Yoko's favorite ramen tomorrow."

Watanabe Toru twitched his lips and shook his head secretly.

014. Mrs. Yoshida living on the streets

Heavy rain has been falling since Friday morning, and there is no sign of it stopping until Saturday night.

Toru Watanabe came out of Beika Station and looked at the world outside surrounded by mist. He frowned slightly, then opened the umbrella in his hand and walked towards the rain curtain.

He didn't stay at home on the weekend, but chose to go out and explore the surrounding area. Of course, Maori Kogoro and Xiaolan would definitely not agree to him going out alone, so he borrowed the name of his deceased uncle and told Maori Kogoro and Xiaolan that his uncle would come to see him this weekend and he wanted to go out with him for two days. Sure enough, Maori Kogoro did not object.

The night was hazy, the rain was pouring, and the lights of the shops on the street were on.

Watanabe Toru walked very carefully, stepping on the rain that reflected the neon lights.

Just by turning this street he could reach his home.

At the intersection, the traffic light turned red. He stood in front of the zebra crossing and looked around at the shops on both sides. Suddenly, he was stunned.

Under the eaves of a closed shop, Mrs. Yoshida huddled in the corner with her hands on her knees, staring blankly at the gray rain. Her thin clothes could not protect her from the cold brought by the rainy night. A strong wind blew and she shivered.

"Ayumi's mom, why are you here?"

The familiar voice brought Mrs. Yoshida back to her senses. She looked at Watanabe Toru standing in front of her holding an umbrella and asked in surprise, "Xiao, Xiao Toru?"

"What happened?" Watanabe Toru looked at her and asked.

Mrs. Yoshida in front of him had lost her former elegance. There were water droplets hanging on her bangs. On her delicate oval face, apart from the mud stains that had not been wiped clean, there was also a clearly visible bruise. Her eyes were red, as if she had just cried.

Mrs. Yoshida pursed her lips and said softly, "Nothing."

"Then I'll take you home." Mrs. Yoshida was reluctant to say it, and Watanabe Toru didn't ask. Seeing that she didn't have an umbrella with her, he offered to take her home.

"No." Mrs. Yoshida refused without a second thought. A soft look flashed in her eyes as she said to Watanabe Toru, "Little Toru, it's raining so hard. You should go back soon. Otherwise, mom and dad will be worried. Auntie is fine. She just wants to stay here for a while."

If you stay any longer you'll end up in the hospital...

Watanabe Toru looked at Mrs. Yoshida's lips, which had already turned slightly purple, and sighed softly: "Auntie, did you have a fight with Uncle?"

"Ah!" A trace of panic flashed in Mrs. Yoshida's eyes.

"After leaving home, I realized I didn't have any money on me, so I couldn't stay in a hotel. That's why I'm hiding from the rain here. Am I right?"

"I...I brought my wallet," Mrs. Yoshida explained, seemingly unbelievably. "It was only later that I remembered I used the money to pay my insurance today, and only put my ID in it."

So it is right for a couple to run away from home after a quarrel?

Toru Watanabe handed the umbrella to Mrs. Yoshida.

Mrs. Yoshida was stunned, thinking that Watanabe Toru wanted to lend her an umbrella, so she quickly refused and said, "Xiao Toru, go home quickly, Auntie is fine."

Watanabe Toru explained: "I am taking Auntie to the hotel. I can't reach you, so Auntie, you hold the umbrella."

"Go to the hotel? But..."

Watanabe Toru knew what she was worried about and said with a smile, "It just so happens that I brought some money with me, so I'll just borrow it from Auntie."

Mrs. Yoshida opened her mouth. A child about the same age as her daughter offered to help her, which made her feel indescribably strange and complicated. However, apart from this, she seemed to have no other choice.

Going back? She never thought about it.

"Auntie, if we stay outside, we will catch a cold." Watanabe Toru said with a raised face.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Mrs. Yoshida quickly took the umbrella from Watanabe Toru and accepted his kindness: "Thank you, Toru."

"It's okay, let's go, Auntie."

"Okay." Mrs. Yoshida took Watanabe Toru's little hand.

Rice Flower Hotel.

After Mrs. Yoshida completed the check-in formalities at the front desk, she said to Watanabe Toru, "Tetsu, what are you going to do? Are you going to go back by yourself? Or, call your parents and ask them to pick you up."

Watanabe Toru shook his head: "They won't come. They died a few years ago."

"Ah?" Mrs. Yoshida was unaware of Watanabe Toru's background and was surprised. At the same time, she felt a surge of sympathy and love. "Who are you living with now?"

"My uncle was busy with work, so he sent me to live with a detective uncle. He was going to take me out to play today, but he suddenly had to leave in the evening. The detective uncle also happened to be in the countryside today."

"Then you will be alone when you go back?" Mrs. Yoshida widened her eyes.

Watanabe Toru nodded and said softly, "I'm used to it."

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015. An unexpected surprise

When Mrs. Yoshida first met Toru Watanabe, she felt that he was a confident child who was more mature than his peers.

But she never imagined that this child had such a tragic life story.

Tenderness welled up in her heart. She leaned over and touched Watanabe Toru's head, saying with pity: "Since you are alone, stay and sleep with your aunt."

"Is it okay?" Watanabe Toru raised his little face and asked a little stiffly.

"Of course, the room fee is still paid by Xiao Tetsu." Mrs. Yoshida said with a smile.

The two took the elevator to the room. Mrs. Yoshida swiped her card to open the door, then inserted the room card into the card slot to turn on the power and light up the light.

"Xiao Che, auntie will go take a shower first. You can watch TV for a while." Mrs. Yoshida said to Watanabe Toru as she walked towards the bathroom because her whole body was wet from the rain. If she didn't take a hot shower quickly, she would probably catch a fever and catch a cold.

"it is good."

Toru Watanabe also had something to do, so he went to the balcony, took out his cell phone and dialed Xiaolan's number.

"Sister Xiaolan? I won't be going back today. Yeah, I'm with my uncle... I'll be obedient. Goodbye, Sister Xiaolan..."

It was raining heavily outside, and occasionally a flash of lightning would streak across the horizon, bringing with it rumbling thunder.

Mrs. Yoshida came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe after taking a shower. She had her hair tied up behind her head, and her snow-white skin was faintly red.

Looking at Watanabe Toru lying on the bed watching TV, Mrs. Yoshida said, "Tetsu, go take a shower too. Auntie will wash your clothes and pants for you later. You can wear them tomorrow after they are dried."

"Okay." Watanabe Toru responded, got off the bed and walked into the bathroom.

The bathroom was filled with steam, the light was dazzling white, and the mirror was covered with a layer of mist, making it blurry.

On the clothes rail next to the bathroom cabinet, a set of clothes from inside to outside is hung prominently.

Watanabe Toru opened his mouth and his breathing became rapid involuntarily, and he couldn't control himself.

The bathrobe wrapped around Mrs. Yoshida's body was covered with mosaics.

……

The rain gradually subsided.

In the darkness, Watanabe Toru turned over. Then, Mrs. Yoshida's voice rang out: "Toru, can't you sleep?"