Daily life in Zongman

"Thank you, A-P!~"

This is Hoshino Ai, who is full of energy every day.

"Thank you."

This is the cold Futaba.

"Thank you, Fujiwara-kun."

My good brother's sister Sayu came to join in the fun today.

"Would you like to eat more, Haru-kun?"

Glass looked a little distressed, as if she couldn't finish the big bowl of shaved ice in front of her.

"I made myself a huge portion. If you can't finish it, keep it. Don't eat it all thinking about not wasting it or anything like that. It will give you a headache."

"Yeah, okay~"

"Onii-chan~ Onii-chan~ I want a super large one too!~"

This is the naughty Yuzuru sister, who is deliberately begging for a super large portion of shaved ice in a coquettish tone.

"No, I'll get you some more once you've finished and are still able to eat."

There were seven people sitting in the living room today, including Sister Fuyufuyu, Glass, Yuzuru-chan, Futaba, Ai-chan, and Sayu Ogiwara.

The summer homework at Fujimi Academy wasn't much. Compared to what Fujiwara Haru remembered from his high school summers, it was definitely quite light. It took several days, along with Naoko, Futaba, and Ai-chan, to finish it all at intervals.

As for the new team at the welfare home, it was the weekend off, so he took it with him. Just then, the newly bought shaved ice machine arrived, so he called all his friends who lived nearby over to have some shaved ice together, which made the house more lively.

The movie "Ready Player One" was playing on TV and we were all watching quietly together. Speaking of which, I watched this movie with Glass in the cinema last year, but watching it again now, I still think it's great.

A film with wonderful content.

"Onii-chan, we're done! Another bowl please!"

"You can't eat that much. The second bowl is only half a bowl."

"Hey~ Give Yuzuru a full bowl~"

“Only half a bowl.”

"Pfft, stingy."

Nishimiya Yuzuru took the half-filled bowl of shaved ice, muttering angrily, and then looked at Nishimiya Glass beside him: "Sister, give me what you can't finish."

"Um~ No~ Don't eat too much~"

"Ahhh! Why did you refuse so bluntly? Sister, you shouldn't just listen to him. I'm your sister. It's a waste if you can't finish it, so why not give it to me?"

"that's not allowed."

"Ignore you!"

Nishimiya Yuzuru was angry, then she watched the movie, took a mouthful of shaved ice, and continued to eat and watch with a smile on her face.

Looking at Yuzuru, I wondered when our relationship started to improve. It seemed like, probably, it was during the first year of high school?

One day, she came over mysteriously and asked her sister if she had healed her ear on her own. At that time, she didn't think too much about it and just nodded and said yes. After that, Yuzuru's sister became more and more lively and would occasionally come to visit and play together, but most of the time she came with her sister Nozomi and rarely came alone.

Ai-chan looked up and behind her: "Ah~ I also want to play virtual games, can A-P think of a way?"

"You'll have to ask Futaba about this, Ai-chan."

The one at home today was Futaba, who hadn't been able to do her summer homework with her. She glanced at Hoshino Ai and said in a flat voice, "If all goes well, 2022."

"Huh?! Really?"

"Watch a movie in peace."

"Futaba-san is so cold today."

"I just don't want to talk too much with idiots."

The movie was playing, and the midsummer sun seeped into the room through the glass, bringing some warmth, and combined with the cool air from the air conditioner, it made people feel comfortable.

The chirping of cicadas outside the window came one after another, and after being soundproofed, it could faintly be heard in the room. It was not loud at all, but added a bit of summer atmosphere.

Fujiwara Haru ate some shaved ice and watched a movie with everyone, spending the afternoon doing nothing.

Ding~Ding~Ding~Ding~Ding~

As the door opened, the wind chimes rang crisply, and after the hot afternoon, we began to say goodbye to our friends.

Nishimiya Shoko and Nishimiya Yuzuru were the first to leave. They chatted with each other about the plot of the movie they had just watched and turned the corner to their homes.

Next came Ogiwara Sayu. After she went out, she stood at the door waiting. The last one to stay was Hoshino Ai. She paused at the entrance, turned around and opened her arms.

An obvious gesture of asking for a hug.

I reached out and hugged her, and found that her head was right at my chest. She was really short, about 1.5 meters tall.

Noticing her tilted head back and trying to raise her feet, I guessed what she wanted, but couldn't help but smile. Ai-chan is cute, but she's too short. Even kissing her requires some help.

He squatted down slightly, reached out and picked her up a little, lowered his head and touched her lightly. Then she climbed up the pole, and his hands hugged her neck.

Hoshino Ai's toes were completely off the ground, and her slippers fell to the ground under the action of gravity, revealing her delicate feet. They were as small and delicate as she was, with pink and white toes curled up, the arch of the foot slightly concave, and tender and delicate.

The lips parted for a long time.

Looking at Hoshino Ai in his arms: "Ai-chan, are you eating well? I feel like you haven't grown any taller. Your height is about the same as when I first saw you."

"Hehe~ Idols don't need height~"

"Make more nutritious meals and don't always eat curry and rice."

"I know~ Sometimes Ai-chan really thinks A-P is my dad, always disciplining me. Eh? By the way, A-P, how about I just call you dad~"

"Don't joke around."

"Ai-chan, I'm not kidding~"

"Go back early, don't make curry rice again tonight."

"I know, I know~ Actually, curry rice is also very nutritious. Haven't you noticed that Ai-chan has actually grown up a lot? It can ensure that when Ah P becomes a father, the child won't go hungry~"

Ai Hoshino had a teasing smile on her face, and she hugged her neck with her hands even tighter, keeping it close.

After feeling it and confirming it, he responded: "It's true that he has grown a lot."

"Hehe~ Right~ Ai-chan is eating well too~ Don't worry too much, A-P~"

"So you're planning on making curry and rice tonight?"

"Hey~"

Hoshino Ai gave a silly smile.

"Don't try to get away with it. Take a picture and show it to me later. If it's curry rice again, Em..."

After thinking for a while, he continued, "If you want to eat curry rice again tonight, I'll see you the day after tomorrow."

"Guwu... Ah P is bad!"

"Ogihara has been waiting for you outside, go back quickly."

"Bad Ah P, see you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow."

Hoshino Ai rarely says goodbye or bye lately. She usually says see you tomorrow, and then she always comes over the next day, or sends a text message begging to go see her.

After spending a long time together, I have a good impression of her, so I don’t reject or hate her, and I will try my best to meet her needs.

I watched her leave and closed the door. The wind chimes at the door stopped swinging and the crisp sound gradually dissipated.

The summer day ended like this. There were no exciting adventures or exciting events, just casual conversations with everyone. We talked about shaved ice, movies, and where we would go on the second semester field trip. It was a fairly interesting summer day.

The content of today's conversation will be forgotten years from now, and the movies we watched will gradually become blurred and mottled, but the leisurely feeling of this summer will often appear in my memory. Air conditioning, shaved ice, watermelon, a grainy movie, noisy friends in the living room, and the final sound of wind chimes, all make up today, and also make up summer.

Summer will become a blur, but it will remain in memory forever.

Time passed quietly, and by the end of July, fireworks displays had already begun in various places.

Looking at a fireworks display nearby, he turned to look at Futaba, the girl with the single ponytail: "Futaba, do you want to go watch the fireworks display together?"

"Okay~"

"I want to see you in a yukata."

"Do you have a favorite color?"

"Blue, I think blue will look better."

"Okay~"

Futaba spoke softly: "Hey, Fujiwara~"

"Well, what's wrong?"

Futaba Rio looked at her lover beside her. She vaguely guessed what would happen at this fireworks display. A smile appeared on her face, and her words became softer: "After we go to watch the fireworks display together, remember to invite the other me. Let's all go to watch the fireworks display together~"

"of course."

Chapter 333 Summer, Fireworks, Starry Sky, Tonight’s Moonlight is So Beautiful (Part )

Every fireworks display is the first and last performance of fireworks.

A flash of light, a dazzling display of fireworks, only lasts for that moment. Compared to humans, fireworks live for only a moment, yet they bloom with full color in the world, leaving behind beautiful memories.

Perhaps it is because a hundred years is but a moment in the long river of history. Watching fireworks is like watching yourself. I always want this life to be as brilliant as those fireworks, blooming brightly enough, so that when the moment of life ends, I can leave behind the words: "This life has not been in vain."

Or maybe there aren't so many emotions, just watching the beauty of the fireworks.

There were a lot of people watching the fireworks today. Many people on the street were walking towards the beach in groups, chatting and laughing with each other, talking about recent events and future plans. Most of them were like that.

It was a summer evening, the sun still high in the sky, and the air was warm. Fujiwara Haru was waiting at the station. Futaba Rio had said they would meet there, and there was no need to pick her up. She wanted to get ready.

There were still ten minutes left before the agreed time, but he arrived a moment early, carrying a camera bag, scrolling through his phone, and looking at the Line group messages.

In the handicraft club group, we are talking about the Summer CM Exhibition in August. Everyone is a veteran of the two-dimensional world. Compared with talking about the fireworks festival, the group is more about participating in comic exhibitions and the latest new shows, and occasionally discusses games.

Especially Kitagawa Umi, after getting familiar with everyone, she found that no one minded her R18 preferences, so she would share the games she played in the group, but most of them were humiliation-themed porn, and some of them were terrible.

The number of downloads for the demo file is usually 3, sometimes 5.

The Handmade Props Club has six members plus one manager. Kitagawa himself doesn't know how to download it, and Fujiwara Haru, as the manager, has never downloaded it either. After all, there are rarely any occasions when it is needed.

I was looking through the group chat and heard words not far away from me.

"Jinta! Hurry up, hurry up, all of you, please move faster~"

"There's no need to be so anxious."

"Hey~ But if you go too late, the good seats will be gone!"

"We just played together at the amusement park this afternoon. How come you're still so energetic, Meijian?"

"Yes, Renta, you lack exercise. Bobo is taller and stronger than you now."

"Huh? Popovich is taller than me? I compared him last week. I'm taller than Popovich, okay?"

"I don't understand why you care so much about height."

"It's just like how you, Hezi, care so much about your grades and always want to compete with Xueji."

"I don't care about that kind of thing."

"Then who always looks for Xueji's rankings before looking at his own?"

"I'm just concerned about my friend. You're the one who's so competitive, Jinta. You compare your height with Popo every month."

The sound of chatting gradually faded away. Fujiwara Haru looked up and saw her pure white hair swaying as she and her five friends disappeared into the crowd watching the fireworks display.

He still remembered the girl who had just walked past. She hadn't changed much, just a lot taller. But he had changed a lot, he was completely different from when he was ten years old.

There was no need to recognize each other. When Fujiwara Haru lowered his head and was about to continue browsing his phone, a strand of gray hair floated in front of his eyes.

"Fujiwara~"

Looking up, I saw Futaba in front of me wearing a light blue printed yukata, holding a small pouch in her hand, and her warm feet wearing wooden clogs, looking very traditional and elegant.

Today she wore glasses as usual, but this time they had a gold chain, which gave her an intellectual and seductive look. Paired with the beautiful glasses on her yukata waist belt, she exuded a touch of charm amidst her cool and intellectual temperament, which was full of contrast.

"Well……"