Comics, daily stories

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After dinner, the task of washing dishes naturally fell on Nomiyama.

He was already very familiar with this job, as skilled as an unidentified mechanical dishwasher in an American restaurant.

But today he was a little distracted.

Part of his attention was in the living room.

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There was no competition or anything like that in the living room at the moment, because the three of them were playing games that Eriri sent them every year.

This year's version of the game has been changed a bit.

The black twintails were removed.

Now in the game there is a childhood sweetheart with blonde twintails, and the rest are all black-haired.

All the black-haired characters are not difficult to conquer, but they will break up in the end. Then the blonde with twin ponytails will comfort the male protagonist at this time, and the final ending will be achieved.

In the church, at the wedding, there are always several black-haired people crying in the corner.

And now, the one holding the game controller in the living room is Yukinoshita.

Tsk, play, play, it will make you full of fighting spirit, and make you want to see the winner when you see Hui playing.

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While washing the dishes, Nomiya's face gradually became happy.

In the living room, Kato Megumi quietly looked at the girl with long black hair who was dating the male protagonist on the screen.

I turned my head again to look at Yukinoshita-san, whose face was slightly blushing and who was immersed in the world.

Silent.

On the side, Eriri Sawamura was also looking at the screen, her eyes full of anticipation.

The childhood sweetheart with blonde twintails is about to appear!

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Nomiyama set the last plate, washed his hands, wiped the water, and turned to leave the sink.

He walked into the living room, and then looked at Yukinoshita who was sitting on the sofa with a frown in thought, and the corners of his mouth widened a little with joy.

Turning his head, Nomiya looked at Hui with a calm expression, and secretly gave him a thumbs up.

Kato Megumi blinked.

Oh, it turns out that Fuuhaya really likes to see Yukinoshita-san get humiliated.

After walking a few steps, Nomiyama handed Yukinoshita a piece of candy and said comfortingly, "It's just a game, don't think too much about it."

Yukinoshita Yukino sat on the sofa, took the candy, looked up at him, and shook her head slightly: "It's not the game's fault."

Nomiyama sat next to her: "Oh, what's the problem."

This time, Yukinoshita Yukino didn't respond, but just looked at Eriri who was still immersed in the game.

Nomiyama followed her gaze.

Eriri, their best friend.

Turning around: "I thought you had figured out how to deal with it."

Yukinoshita Yukino stepped on him and said, "There are always some discrepancies between ideas and reality, just like I didn't expect you to become what you are now."

Nomiyama's eyebrows knitted together: "It hurts."

Glancing at him, Yukinoshita Yukino stood up and said, "Take us home."

Then she called out, "Eri, it's time to go home."

"Oh, okay." Sawamura Eriri looked at the game that was about to end reluctantly, and finally put down the controller.

Kato Megumi raised her eyes and asked him to send Yukinoshita home. What then? Would she really come back?

Standing up, she also said: "Feng Zao, it's time for me to go home."

The living room fell silent, and the three people's eyes were focused on one person.

Nomiyama was quiet.

It’s not a big deal to send girls home, but if you send them...

First, ignore Eriri's side.

The key point is, who should be sent home first, Kei or Yukinoshita? The one who is sent home first will definitely be dissatisfied, because she will definitely think, "Did you do something else with her after you sent her home?"

So, it doesn’t matter who you send it to first.

Nomiya looked up and looked at the few people with a serious expression.

"I have quite a few empty rooms at my house. It's quite late now, and I have to get up early for school tomorrow. How about I?"

"Don't go home tonight?"

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"Good."

Kato Megumi's voice was simple and ordinary when she agreed.

She knew one thing very well, if she stayed here, Yukinoshita-san would definitely stay as well.

Since there is no way to prioritize sending him home, let's just keep them together.

In short, no one should try to steal food.

Yukinoshita Yukino was silent for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay."

Eri Sawamura blinked her eyes. Yesterday she entered his house after many years, and today she moved in directly?

Nomi-san looked up and thought for a moment, "Well, the second floor is all bedrooms. Every room has bedding and other things. Once you go upstairs, the room directly opposite the stairs is Kei's, and the two rooms on the left are empty. You two can each choose one."

Hui's room?

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at him coldly.

Nomiyama turned around and headed towards the clothing room on the first floor: "If you want a change of clothes, here are a few sets you haven't worn yet. You can change into them later."

The gaze from behind was even more scorching, but Nomiya remained expressionless as he quietly walked into the room to help them find clothes.

His house is actually very big. Maybe he felt the space was too small and uncomfortable when he first came down the mountain. In short, there are five bedrooms, a living room, a toilet and a bathroom on the second floor. In addition to the clothing room, utility room, bathroom, living room and other facilities on the first floor, there are actually three empty bedrooms.

As for the clothes...I bought them for Gong Yu before, but she went home before I could give them to her, so they have been kept.

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In the bathroom, Nomiya lowered his head and looked at the water in the bathtub that had not yet been drained.

If I remember correctly, the last one to take a bath was Yukinoshita.

It’s a pity that I am not Durant.

Reach out and open the gate to release the water.

He turned around, walked a few steps, and turned on the shower.

Let’s take a shower. There’s a lot to do today, so I’d better take a shower early and go back to bed.

After showering, he dried his hair until it was almost dry, then pushed the door open and walked out of the bathroom.

He turned off the lights, went upstairs, and after glancing at the girls' quiet doors, he opened his own door and walked in.

There was still milk tea on the desk, just like in the past year. Whenever Hui was here, milk tea would be prepared for him before bed.

Today, I have two cups...

"Please consider my stomach. I ate more tonight than in the past two days combined."

Muttering, he walked over and brought both cups of milk tea to the bedside table.

Then he leaned back against the headboard, took out his cell phone and started to kill time.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Looking up, Nomiya saw Yukinoshita walk in and was not surprised.

He just put away his phone and looked at her quietly.

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't speak to him immediately, but walked towards the bookshelf.

She reached out and pulled out one of the books: "You still like Dragon Ball."

Nomiyama stood up, walked over to her, took down a book as well, and flipped through it: "After all, this is the first gift you gave me. I put it on the bookshelf so I can see it every day."

Yukinoshita Yukino put the comics in her hand back on the bookshelf, glanced at them, and said helplessly: "34 volumes, it takes up too much space here. It will be more atmospheric if there is some space for literary works."

"This bookshelf is placed here just to hold the 34 volumes of Dragon Ball. The other books are just there for convenience."

Yukinoshita Yukino stared at him for a few seconds, then turned and walked towards his desk: "Really? Nomi-san is still the same as before, like a little kid who can't leave Dragon Ball."

"Yeah, yeah, I can't leave."

Yukinoshita Yukino casually sat on the square stool, then opened the drawer and, not surprisingly, saw a pile of envelopes inside.

After closing the drawer, she picked up the small notebook that was still open on the desk, glanced at it, and closed it.

His voice turned cold: "Nomi-san, are you looking at this stuff every day?"

Nomiyama looked at the small notebook. Oh, it was Eriri's, a real notebook.

"Speak nicely, this is your friend's proud creation."

Yukinoshita Yukino was silent for a moment, then put the notebook on the desk. She rubbed her brows and asked, "When did Eriri learn this?"

"I don't know. Anyway, very early on, probably during the three years we were away, she started learning how to draw in a book."

Nomiyama looked down at her long hair. The beautiful black color was reflecting the light, but it was not smooth because it was still a little wet.

Turning around, he went to the closet and took out the hair dryer that he rarely used.

"Let me blow dry your hair."

Yukinoshita Yukino's voice was slightly lowered: "Yeah."

Nomiyama turned on the hair dryer, then stood behind her, picked up a strand of black hair and blew it gently.

Yukinoshita Yukino sat quietly, enjoying his attentiveness with peace of mind.

Neither of them spoke. The only sound in the room was the sound of the hair dryer, and the boy would occasionally bend down to smooth his beautiful hair.

Time seemed to have given them preferential treatment. They spent half an hour on simply blow-drying their hair, but it seemed to pass in a flash.

At some point, a voice interrupted the sound of the hairdryer.

"Nomi-san, why did it become like this?"

Nomiyama turned off the hair dryer and placed it in the corner of the desk.

He looked at the rare bitterness on Yukinoshita's face, walked behind her, bent down, and gently held her in his arms.

"I didn't handle it well."

Yukinoshita Yukino leaned against his chest and rubbed it: "I thought we knew each other best."

Nomiyama kneaded a tuft of black hair between his fingers: "We are indeed the ones who understand each other best."

"A long time ago, I thought it was just a matter of time for us to be together."

"We are truly together and can't be apart."

"I like you too."

"I know."

Yukinoshita Yukino murmured: "You know..."

Nomiya squatted sideways and carefully laid Yukinoshita down on his hands.

Then, he looked at the person lying flat on his arms, gazed at the confusion, and carefully embraced her body.