You are Toyokawa Shoko, then who am I?

(The world is here, and the future is bright)

The clear female voice echoed loudly in my ears, like a morning elf singing praises to the forest.

There is no accompaniment yet, it's just a cappella singing.

The sound is very clean and nice.

Not many tricks were used.

but.

The richness of the emotions contained in it.

Even without the embellishment of musical instruments, it can accurately reach the most painful part of the heart.

Toyokawa Sho felt that the state of being unable to say anything was broken by this song, and a big hole was opened up that could not be filled in time. The suppressed emotions seemed to have found an outlet and began to surge violently.

Then, almost the next second.

As if he wanted to hide something, he silently turned his head to the side, looking at the rain outside the window with moist eyes.

She went from lightly pursing her lips at the beginning to biting her lower lip so hard that it almost drew blood. The pain drove away the weak urge to cry, and she finally stopped the tears from flowing out.

Yao Lenai next to him was slightly stunned.

She looked at the side of Toyokawa Sho's face that he didn't want others to see.

Lower your eyes.

Then, both hands gently grasped Toyokawa Sho's palms.

It was just a small gesture.

In a dark car, two people holding hands will not be noticed.

Kaname Rana could feel Toyokawa Sho's palm holding her tightly, as if she was grabbing the last piece of driftwood on the stormy sea, and she was as fragile as a weed whose spine was broken by the strong wind.

She opened her mouth slightly.

Discover what you can do for this person.

That seems to be all.

47

Chapter 47: The cat wants it, the cat gets it, and the cat will be with you forever.

Staying here.

A word that is quite unexpected and also symbolizes a level of intimacy.

Everyone has their own home. Unless something unexpected happens or an appointment is made in advance, they will naturally not live in someone else's home.

Similarly, if the relationship is not good enough, others will not allow a stranger to step into their home, and their own little piece of land will often only be open to close people.

When the boy was lying in bed or lying on the desk, he would often fantasize about himself in a parallel world. Is it possible that he has a childhood sweetheart who always has a high ponytail, big eyes, and looks like a porcelain doll?

When I failed in an exam, or when I was hurt by my parents, she, who was as warm and bright as a sunny day, noticed my loss, hugged me gently, and told me that if I felt bad, I could come to her house to stay tonight.

Or maybe you imagine yourself entering the world of office slaves, becoming a emaciated adult tortured by endless work and countless pressures, and one day you find a high school girl squatting on the stairs, wiping her tears...

But this might be a shaving expansion, so forget it.

In short, men will more or less fantasize about staying at a beautiful girl's house, or the classic scene of a beautiful girl staying at their house.

But when the beautiful fantasy fades away, in real life, you always have to be cautious, careful and polite when staying in someone else's home.

Toyokawa Sho pushed open the door and walked into the spacious courtyard. The cool night breeze made people want to return to their comfortable room.

He had promised to call Toyokawa Shoko to let her know he was safe when he got there, but calling inside the house might disturb the boss who was a little sensitive to noise. The old man was already tired after a day and needed a good rest, so he went outside to call.

beep.

beep.

The phone is on.

"Hello? Is this Sho?"

A familiar and pleasant girl's voice came from the phone. Even though I couldn't see her face, I could hear the worry and a little bit of anxiety in her tone.

"Yes, it's me."

Fengchuan Xiang said lightly, looking up at the moon in the night sky, "I'm at the boss's house. Are you ready to rest now?"

"Not yet. That idiot dad looks like he just cried. His eyes are red and swollen, and he reeks of alcohol. He looks miserable... Sigh, I don't know why he went drinking again, but anyway, I'm going to make him some porridge."

Make porridge?

you?

Toyokawa Sho remembered the two dark dishes he saw in the refrigerator the day before yesterday, and was pessimistic about whether Toyokawa Shoko could cook well.

The look of pity was like that of a monk chanting the Buddha's name, hoping that the warrior who drank this bowl of porridge would not die from food poisoning.

But then I thought, this bowl of porridge is for that man to drink.

The memory of the man speaking his true feelings incoherently flashed through Toyokawa Sho's mind. His mouth, which was originally closed, opened slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he taught Toyokawa Shoko according to his own experience.

"Drinking porridge does help your stomach feel better. Are you making white rice porridge? As the old saying goes, quick-cooked porridge makes slow-cooked meat, and slow-cooked people make scum... No, your father isn't feeling well, so he probably won't be able to drink much. You can use less rice. Remember to stir the water frequently when it boils. It should be ready in about fifteen minutes."

"So you mean cook the porridge over high heat? Fifteen minutes... stir frequently... Okay, I'll remember that."

On the other end of the line, Toyokawa Shoko whispered the key words, "I feel like you really know how to cook, Xiang. Your meals are delicious, and your teachings are easy to understand."

"The day before yesterday, someone couldn't bring themselves to say my cooking was delicious, so why is he so frank today?"

Toyokawa Sho joked.

"..."

There was no sound coming from the phone, obviously the girl was keeping silent.

Fengchuan Xiang smiled and said with a hint of emotion, "I just took care of that person for a few more years than you did. I slowly developed my cooking and housework skills during that time. In the beginning, I was just like you, a young master who had never done housework."

"You must be very tired, Xiang..."

Shoko Toyokawa felt the same way.

"..."

Toyokawa Sho didn't answer, but changed the subject and said, "Your father also bought you a few skirts. I forgot to tell you during dinner. The pink bag on the chair is it."

"Ah? That bastard dad?"

Toyokawa Shoko was surprised at first, then murmured, "No wonder you don't call him a scumbag anymore... So that's why, but where does he get the money?"

"He sold his Patek Philippe, but it sounds like he didn't get much for it. He went out drinking to use his connections to find a job. He did it because he saw you were sad this morning, so don't blame him for going out drinking this time."

Toyokawa Sho whispered.

"He's a good father. At least he's brave enough to take on the responsibility of taking care of you. You can try to be more understanding and considerate of him. Falling from the top of a mountain to dust is a very painful thing for any man. I'm not excusing his irresponsible behavior over the past month... I just think that there shouldn't be any estrangement or alienation between father and daughter."

"...Yes, I will, Xiang. I will do everything you tell me."

Shoko Toyokawa held the phone to her ears with both hands. She had complicated feelings about her father.

On the one hand, I was touched by his renewed vigor, and on the other hand, I resented him for doing nothing and drinking excessively for more than a month. These two emotions mixed together, like a bowl of mellow and strong liquor, complex and heavy. After drinking it, I felt like my chest was burning.

But Toyokawa Sho's soft whispers in her ears drowned out the churning emotions in her heart. She closed her eyes and gently stroked the phone with her palm, as if she could touch Toyokawa Sho across the distance of time and space. Her slender fingers drew a long fingerprint on the phone, which was evidence of her attachment.

"Will you go back home tomorrow?"

Toyokawa Shoko tried to ask.

"...I probably won't be able to come back for a while."

Toyokawa Sho shook his head.

"OK then……"

Shoko Toyokawa wanted to say something more, but when she recalled the fatigue she saw in Toyokawa Sho's eyes when she saw him off, she finally suppressed her increasingly weak desire and her growing desire to rely on him.

"Xiang, go to bed early. You've been tired all day. You need to rest well and stay healthy."

"Yeah, you too, goodnight."

"good night!"

Toyokawa Sho looked down at the phone screen which had not yet shown the hang-up signal. He waited for three seconds and found that the call still had not been disconnected. He sighed softly and moved his thumb towards the red hang-up button.

He stood in the courtyard for a while, looked up at the bright moon in the starry sky, placed all his sorrow and confusion on it, shook his head, and walked back to the room.

stare……

however.

Just walked in.

He was locked in by a gaze that was difficult to ignore.

Kaname Rakuna, who had changed into home clothes, sat on a chair, staring at Toyokawa Sho.

The loose white sweatshirt wrapped around her petite body like a quilt. Her slender white legs were not wearing pants, revealing a large area of white. Her jade-colored bare feet were hooked in slippers, dangling with a clattering sound under the table.

"Do you still want matcha?"

Toyokawa Sho tried to translate her look, "It's so late, the boss will definitely not let you eat anymore."

Kaname shook her head, her silver hair swaying slightly, and the words that came out of her mouth were only aimed at the softest part, "Are you feeling better?"

"..."

Toyokawa Sho never thought that one day he would be comforted by a cat.

He gave a somewhat peaceful smile, then walked over to the seat opposite Rana and sat down.

"Thanks to Tolenai, it's much better."

"lie."

Kaname Rana supported her face with both hands and looked at Toyokawa Sho.

…Although I knew this before, I still have to say that she has such a strong insight.

Toyokawa Sho sighed silently in his heart.

Yao Lena always seems to be out of touch with ordinary people and difficult to understand, but she is actually the one who knows what she wants best.

Perhaps it is precisely because she always wanders in places different from ordinary people, so when she looks at people and things, she can always say incisive words from the perspective of a sober outsider.

"By the way, Lenai, where is the boss?"

Toyokawa Sho chose to change the subject to avoid his own affairs, "Is she asleep now?"

"Grandma is maintaining her guitar."

Kaname replied succinctly, "She won't go to sleep until a while."

"Then she doesn't urge you to go to bed?"

Toyokawa Sho was curious. Based on his understanding of the boss, it was time for Lenai to go to bed.

"Homework, not finished."

Kaname blinked her eyes, which were so beautiful that they could make people stop and stare, and asked, "Help me?"

Faced with such a cute and innocent girl's irresistible request, I believe that no matter whether it is a young and ignorant boy or an adult who has already stepped onto the ladder of success, they will inevitably feel pity for her and be willing to put their own things aside to do everything for her.

However, as a man with a life full of twists and turns, Toyokawa Sho will not be captured by mere cuteness.

There seemed to be a few more three-dimensional Araki lines on his face, followed by a meaningless color change, and he uttered the famous saying of Rohan Kishibe that was engraved in his DNA.

"I reject."

Men have no love for beauty.

"Tomorrow, I'll treat you to matcha."

But the girl was not willing to give up. She felt from the man in front of her the possibility that he could complete her studies for her.

"I have the lunch box that Lixi brought me."

The man calmly brought out the name of Saint Lixi and suppressed all enemies in an instant.

"just one time."