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"Okay, thank you. I'll look forward to it."

"What do you mean by tentatively? Questioning my judgment?"

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Yukinoshita Haruno got into her car, holding a handful of fireworks in her hand, with a happy expression on her face.

"Uncle Yoshino, drive."

"Ok."

Yukinoshita Haruno leaned back quietly in her seat, watched the person who turned and left through the rearview mirror, and shook hands with Hanabi in her hand.

The progress was smooth. Although he couldn't make rapid progress, he had already accepted it as a normal part of his life. All he needed next was an opportunity.

An opportunity to go further.

Yukino probably won't come back for the next two years. Her mother's behavior is easy to predict. Since she didn't let her come back in the first year, she probably won't let her come back in the future.

Beside him, although Sawamura Eriri is in a good position, she doesn't know how to make use of it and lacks the courage to take further steps towards him. She just hangs around every day and is at most a bouquet bearer at a wedding.

Although Kasumigaoka Utaha has some little thoughts, she is obviously immersed in her own fantasy of writing novels and can basically be ignored.

In other words, there is actually no one else around him except himself.

This is really, really great...

Just as I was thinking about it, a sirens sounded, getting closer and closer, and then it never left, and my car also stopped.

Ok?

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Confused, Yukinoshita Haruno looked at the police officer who got out of the car and walked towards her.

What do you mean?

The car windows were rolled down.

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"Hello, Ms. Yang No, we suspect you are organizing an illegal activity."

Listening to the police officer's voice, Yukinoshita Haruno became confused.

I, the heir of the Yukinoshita family, was arrested in Chiba, my own territory?

......

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Nomiyama Kaze had already opened the door and said something subconsciously.

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"I am back."

A soft voice responded from inside the house.

"Welcome home."

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Chapter 77: Fireside Night Chat

Nomiyama glanced at Miyagi Yu, who was lying under the kotatsu. She showed no intention of getting up when she saw him come back.

Just looking at myself with lazy eyes and body.

Well, the original judgment was correct. Once this woman gets familiar with me, she will become more and more presumptuous and may even start to deliberately show some courage to act coquettishly.

It’s just that I don’t hate it.

Reaching out, Nomiya placed the fishing rod in the corner and hung the scarf on a hanger.

He put on his slippers and walked into the living room, saying, "Has my letter arrived?"

"The letter arrived, and this afternoon Mr. Kato came over with a little sister. They gave me the final exam papers, a sturgeon, and a free-range chicken. They said they were New Year's gifts."

"I put the free-range chickens in the chicken coop, but they are very aggressive and keep chasing the other chickens."

"Let's eat it in two days."

"Okay." Nomi-san didn't deny it. He put down his shoulder bag and sat on the other side of the kotatsu. Instead of lying down, he opened the envelope and said casually, "Did you meet that Kato-san?"

After looking at the handwriting on the letter for a long time without receiving a response, Nomiya shifted his gaze and looked at her.

Yukinoshita Miyayu sat up, her eyes dim, "Feng has grown up a long time ago, and his first focus is on girls of the same age."

Nomiyama glanced at her, then lowered his head to read the letter: "You seem to be very interested in this aspect recently."

Yukinoshita Miyame said as a matter of course: "I am Fuhaya's wife, of course I have to pay attention to whether my husband, who has entered puberty, will cheat on me."

"Okay." Nomiyama nodded and took out a pen and paper from his shoulder bag. While he was thinking about his reply to Yukinoshita, he asked, "So where's Kato-san's test paper?"

"Hehe, here they are." Yukinoshita Miyame smiled as if she had succeeded, took out a few test papers from her side and put them on the table.

"Yeah." Nomiyama responded, then said, "Please make me a cup of milk tea."

"Okay." Yukinoshita Miyame smiled, stood up and walked towards the kitchen, "Shall we still use oolong tea?"

"Well, don't put too much tea leaves."

"I know."

After Gong Yu left, Nomiyama reread the letter. This time she shared fewer trivial matters, and most of the time she was vaguely expressing that she really wanted to come back.

【I want to go fishing】

【I kind of want to go to the Ferris wheel】

【I feel like going to the supermarket】

[I kind of want to see the snow all over Chiba]

This means that we should go fishing together, ride the Ferris wheel together, go shopping together, and even watch the snow together.

Yukinoshita-san is still as awkward and dishonest as ever, but fortunately I can see this clearly.

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Thinking of this, he raised his eyes and looked at the woman who was carefully making milk tea in the kitchen.

At first I thought it could be solved, but now it seems to have become an incurable disease.

Shaking his head, he put aside his thoughts and began to write back to her from afar.

Nothing has happened recently. To be honest, the senior has indeed achieved success and fame. It can be said that her talent and hard work have been realized together. As for Eriri, I went to visit her a few days ago because she had a cold, and unexpectedly found that she was drawing some interesting things.

A best-selling comic book illustrator, this is indeed a gifted talent for a thirteen-year-old.

If Yukinoshita knew this, her expression would probably be very interesting.

After all, her only female friend of the same age is Eriri.

With a smile on his face, Nomiya continued writing.

The twin girls next door are very smart. They learned to speak before they were one year old, but the first sound they uttered was "Kazehaya", which made Uncle Kitahara very angry. He tried to make the two little ones learn to call dad all day long, but then made the children cry and was kicked out by Aunt Yezi.

My first-year junior high school teacher, Shizuka Hiratsuka, went to teach at Sobu High School. She's a nice person, and there's a high probability that I'll run into her when I get to high school.

Then I also wanted to go fishing, go on the Ferris wheel, and see if there was snow in London.

Reaching out, he tipped over the envelope, and a few photos fell out.

This time she did not hide in the corner of the photo, nor did she avoid the camera. She smiled quietly, with the blue and white scarf they bought together around her neck. Behind her was sometimes snow, sometimes mountains, and sometimes a huge Christmas tree.

Finally, after thinking about it, he added.

Happy New Year! I'm sorry for you, so I'm sending you some Chiba specialties.

After making sure he had written down everything he needed to say, he looked up and headed towards the kitchen.

"Gong Yu, are there any leftover Japanese confectionery that I made two days ago?"

A voice came from the kitchen: "Yes, it's in the refrigerator."

"Where are the pickles? Pickled cucumbers, radish strips, and those dried chickens."

"Yes, there are still quite a few left."

"Where are the coffee beans? The ones I roasted."

"Yes, we don't drink much normally."

"it is good."

Nomiyama agreed, put all her letter paper and photos away, then took Kato's test paper and began to read the annotations.

The so-called Chiba specialties are certainly not the same Chiba specialties on the market, but since they are produced in Chiba and the products come through his hands, there is no problem in describing them as Chiba specialties.

Yukinoshita Miyasame came over with two cups of milk tea and placed one in front of him: "Fengzhao, remember to drink it while it's hot."

"Okay, I'll drink it later." Nomi Yamakaze nodded and continued to correct the test papers.

Yukinoshita Miyame held the cup wall with both hands and watched him write quietly.

Yukino is still that special one. In the past year, the time when he was most emotionally active was still when he received that letter.

But it didn't matter, because even though Yukino wasn't there, she was still getting closer to him.

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Everything is destined to have the best ending, and you are destined to get the rewards you deserve.

With a gentle tone, Yukinoshita Miyame said: "Fukazawa, it's time to drink, otherwise it will be a little cold for you."

"Okay." Nomi-san stopped writing, picked up the milk tea with one hand and took a sip.

He raised his eyebrows, a little surprised: "You put sugar in it?"

Yukinoshita Miyame still held the cup with both hands and explained softly, "If you want to solve the problem, adding more sugar will definitely help."

"You underestimate me. This kind of test paper doesn't require much thinking for me and it won't make me tired." Nomiya shook his head and lowered his head to continue writing down his ideas for solving the problem.

"I know." Yukinoshita Miyame smiled softly, "But desserts are always good. Desserts always make people happier."

His hand paused, and Nomiyama didn't object: "It's up to you."

He wrote a few sentences about his solution, took a sip of milk tea, and kept raising his pen until he turned to the end of several test papers.

Then he saw the words on the back of the test paper.

Thank you Nomi-san for your help this year. Happy New Year and a happy new year ahead.

The handwriting is not as neat as Yukinoshita's, but it looks more beautiful.

After thinking about it, he replied.

[It's just a small thing. If you really want to thank me, then just work on improving. Uncle Kato is actually very worried about your grades.]

His eyes swept over the cute little rabbit drawn at the end of the test paper and he continued writing.

Your rabbit drawing is not pretty.

After thinking about it, he picked up the brush and started painting.

It was easy for him to stay with Eriri, take a few glances at her, and learn some painting techniques.

He stopped writing, looked at the big rabbit next to the little rabbit, which was more beautiful and vivid, and nodded, covering the test paper.

When everything was over, his gaze moved to the photo frame on the wall, lingering on the woman with red eyes.

It’s another year.

Yukinoshita Miyame had been observing him, and when she noticed his gaze, she pursed her lips.

"Fukahaya, what's wrong?"

Chapter 78 What kind of life do you want to live?