Daily life in Zongman

She had been practicing since last year's Chinese New Year, constantly practicing and singing. Using singing to practice speaking, she also wanted to sing this song to her lover. She persisted for half a year and finally practiced the song to perfection.

At this moment, she is Ikaros. She holds the microphone and sings softly along with the music.

"Fallen Down"

"Ha~"

"Blue 青い空どこまでも飞んでいきたい"

Awesome...

I like, no, I love Glass. I want to hold her in my arms, I want to be with her, I want to spend the rest of my life with her.

Seeing Nozomi singing in front of him, he felt extremely happy. When his past memories were restored, Fujiwara Haru was very fond of Ikaros in "Heaven's Lost Property". She was not only beautiful, but also an all-purpose angel for entertainment who obeyed his orders.

Ikaros perfectly fits the female fantasies that Fujiwara Haru had when he was just developing due to his ignorant desires. She can perfectly satisfy all the strange desires and ideas in his heart.

Fujiwara Haru initially suppressed his desires, believing them to be wrong, dirty, and ugly. It wasn't until he received sex education from Yukino Shinfu that he realized physiological reactions were normal, and that corresponding psychological reactions were also normal.

After realizing that this was a normal thought, he was able to rationally control his desires. He no longer suppressed his self-blame, nor did he let them gradually distort in his heart. He clearly knew that these desires were a part of him.

However, control only prevents one's desires from spreading unchecked. These desires still exist and have always existed.

Unless he completely loses the relevant physiological reaction.

Fujiwara Haru still likes Ikaros, the entertainment angel who can satisfy any strange desires of his in fantasy.

But he would control his desires and actions. He knew that he could not let Nishimiya Shoko become a maid who obeyed his orders, could not let her sink into inferiority and become a vassal, and could not let her lose herself.

Therefore, we have been working hard, whether it is verbal encouragement, behavioral support, or the "voucher agreement" that the two have always insisted on.

From tiny details to daily behaviors, and even supporting Glass behind the scenes after encountering events, he makes her braver, more confident, and move forward.

Now, Nishimiya Glass has become the "obedient" Ikaros.

But he is not the obedient Icarus.

Nishimiya Glass is still Nishimiya Glass. She is not doing this out of inferiority, cowardice, or hypnosis. She is genuine. She cooperates with this cosplay because of her love, her gentle personality, and her desire to make her lover happy.

And gave a perfect performance.

There was no more sound coming from the speakers, the song ended, and Glass put down the microphone.

At the same time, Fujiwara Haru's love for Ikaros faded a lot, but his love for Nishimiya Shoko skyrocketed.

"Master, can you listen to it again?"

Glass asked softly. She looked at the expression on her lover's face and felt very happy in her heart. She found that her behavior made her lover happy, and she became happy too.

It was not self-deprecating flattery, nor was it cowardly fear. These were her genuine thoughts and feelings that came from her inherently gentle character.

"I want to listen to it again, but take a break. I'll go get you a drink. What do you want, Glass? We have cola, watermelon juice, ice water, and hot water."

"Hmm~ Iced watermelon juice, this is the best way to quench your thirst in the summer."

During the ordinary chat, Glass unconsciously regained her original gentle personality and no longer maintained the three-no attitude.

I went to get two glasses of iced watermelon juice. When I passed by Sister Shendong, I asked her to put two cubes of ice in them to prolong the cooling time.

I rested with Nitro, drank watermelon juice together, and then listened to her sing again. I felt relaxed both physically and mentally.

Finally, he took off Glass's wings and held her while she lay on the bed.

"Let's sleep together tonight."

"Yes, my Master."

I pinched her face gently, which was a little fleshy. Suddenly I remembered something and gestured to Glass.

Very good, the glass is still on the nose wing now, and there is no sign of height being surpassed.

When Glass noticed this, she couldn't help but chuckle: "Qixi~"

She had always known that her lover cared a lot about height. Ever since the first year they met, when they had measured their heights, he would compare his heights with her every once in a while, and it was very obvious.

Glass's laughter was really annoying, so he used his palm to pout her mouth, making her look indecent.

After playing around for a while, she crawled on him and whispered in his ear: "Master, Glass's current height is 168cm~ and her breasts are D cup~"

She was his girlfriend, so he didn't restrain himself but went straight for it.

Pleasant experience.

After playing with Glass for a while, I held Glass and played a two-player game on the computer with her. It was late at night when we were getting ready to go to bed. When I went to take a shower, Glass made a small request.

"Master, remember to wrap the chain tightly after washing."

I remembered this incident. When I was cosplaying Ichigo Kurosaki, Glass asked me to wrap myself in chains, saying that it was part of her props.

It's easy to guess, it's the Icarus cosplay prop collar, the missing half of the chain.

But why bother sleeping?

Forget it, since it was a rare request from Glass, I just wore it as a bracelet after taking a shower.

When I left the bathroom, I found Glass sitting at the head of the bed, with two pillows stacked next to her.

She noticed the bathroom door open, looked over, blinked slightly, and patted her thigh.

The thighs under the stage costume are exceptionally soft and white.

After turning off the main light in the bedroom and leaving a light strip dimmed, he lay down on the bed.

The knee pillow was really nice, soft and fragrant. I closed my eyes and waited for Glass's head massage, but it didn't start right away. I felt Glass bend down, and after being held by her, I moved my right hand to her chest.

The chain was taken off. After opening his eyes, Glass attached one end of the chain to the other end of the Ikaros collar prop. The magnetic design made them stick together instantly.

Then it was wrapped around the palm of the hand again.

Nishimiya Shoko performed her final cosplay, but she also used this sentence to express some of her true thoughts.

"I don't need freedom. It's enough for me to stay by Master's side. Don't abandon me."

By-"Heaven's Lost Property Final: My Eternal Birdcage".

There are many definitions of freedom, but for Glass, her freedom is just to do what she likes: to make her lover happy and to be happy with her lover.

——The next day——

In the early morning, I don't know when Glass ran into my arms again. She seemed to like curling up to sleep like a cat.

I got up, washed, and went out for a morning run. When I came back, Glass had just woken up.

Sister Shendong made breakfast for three people. After eating together, Glass changed her clothes back, and then the Cosplay costumes and props were stored in her exclusive wardrobe.

Glass went home. Summer vacation is always long and short. Fujiwara Haru has nothing to do for the time being, so he chooses to continue playing games.

It wasn't until the afternoon that I received a text message from Futaba Rio.

Futaba: [Are you free tonight?]

Typed reply: [Yes, what's up, Futaba? ]

Futaba: [Come to my house and have dinner together.]

Fujiwara Haru calculated the time and thought that Futaba's menstrual period should last about a week. He wondered what was going on when she called him over today.

Moreover, usually when Futaba says that she wants to have dinner together, the subtext is that she wants to stay at her house and sleep at night.

If you leave right after dinner, Futaba will become very troublesome in the next few days. She will probably keep saying words like idiot, shameless, and pighead, and will be in full venomous tone.

I told Sister Shendong that I would go to Futaba's house for dinner, then sleep at her house, and then I went out.

After moving, Futaba's house was right next door, and it was only a few steps away. After pushing the door open and going in, he changed his shoes and said, "Is Futaba at home? Sorry to bother you."

"Don't talk so as not to disturb."

Today's Futaba Rio was a little sharp-tongued.

"Understood. Keep quiet."

When I walked into the living room, I found Futaba sitting on the sofa reading a big book. I walked behind her and took a look. It was all in English. I glanced at it and saw many professional terms.

For areas that you cannot access for the time being, just use your phone.

Fujiwara Haru sat on the other side, playing with her phone until five in the afternoon, when Futaba's alarm went off. She turned off the alarm, closed the book, and put it back on the shelf.

"Curry tonight."

With a calm tone, Futaba put on a pure white apron.

"Am looking forward to."

I didn’t play the game where I wouldn’t speak unless I was allowed to, so I replied to Futaba.

Then, accompanied by the sounds of cutting vegetables, the sound of the range hood starting up, the sound of ignition, and the aroma of stewing drifted into the living room.

After Futaba finished everything, she took off her apron and placed a pot of curry and a pot of rice on the dining table, most of which would end up in Fujiwara Haru's stomach.

“I’m starting.” ×2.

Having dinner with Futaba, it was just an ordinary time, without too many words or interactions. Just like the two of them in the apocalyptic world in the past, plain, ordinary, yet warm.

After dinner, they rested together, watched the news, and Futaba went to take a shower.

After she finished washing, I helped her wipe her hair and blow it clean, and then she pushed me out of the bedroom.

"Wait ten minutes."

With doubts, I waited at the bedroom door for a while, and heard Futaba's calm voice from inside the door: "Okay, you can come in."

He opened the door and walked in.

Under the bedroom light, a young girl, dressed in long clothes, held a short stick, a pointed wide round hat on her head, and long leather boots on her feet. Her long gray hair was light and soft, and she combined beauty and talent in one, like a flower set off by many green leaves, and also the most beautiful flower.

So, who is she?

That’s right, it’s the Gray Witch - Irena!

Fujiwara Haru didn't expect Futaba Rio to cosplay Irena. He was a little curious: "I asked Futaba if she wanted to go to the comic convention before, and she said she didn't want to go and wanted to stay home. What's going on now?"

Futaba adjusted her large witch hat and tapped Fujiwara Haru on the head with her short stick. "I don't want to go because I don't want to be crowded, but I didn't say I won't cosplay. As a thank you for your company tonight, I can fulfill some of your small requests."

"Really?!"

I'm getting a little excited. Fujiwara Haru has read the light novel "Witch's Journey". Futaba's current image is basically the same as Irena in the illustration.

Therefore, he did have a small request.

"It can only be a small request."

Futaba reminded emphatically.

Frankly speaking: "Can I see your feet?"

"..."

Futaba was silent for a while, then said, "Pervert Fujiwara, you actually have a special hobby for feet."

"Ah, no, no, I don't have any special fondness for feet. It's mainly about this role, how should I put it..."

Fujiwara Haru thought for a moment, confirming that his next request didn't involve any intimate physical contact, suggesting it was something close friends could ask. So he said, "Irena has a plot where she steps on the wine, so I want to see if her feet are clean. If possible, I want you to brew me a bottle of wine, stepped on."

"..."

Futaba was silent for a long time this time, and sarcastically said: "Fujiwara has finally reached the age of a pig head, and his head is full of perverted ideas."

Fujiwara Haru's request was partly driven by desire and partly by curiosity. I'd been reading a light novel and noticed a lot of discussion online about the difference between the wine that a beautiful girl steps on and regular wine, so I wanted to try it.

Moreover, Futaba is her best friend, and she happened to be cosplaying Irena, so she took the opportunity to express her thoughts.

If it doesn't work, forget it. Just as Fujiwara Haru was about to say this, he heard Futaba sigh.

"Ah... August and September are the winemaking season. If I can buy some good grapes tomorrow, I'll give a bottle to that perverted Fujiwara."

"Oh! Futaba Saigao!"

"I mean, if you can buy good grapes, not necessarily."

"Great! Futaba Saigao!"

"Pervert Fujiwara, listen to me!"

"Great! Futaba Saigao!"

So, we will soon get a bottle of wine produced by "Irena's" feet.

——The next day——