Didn’t you say you were just using me as a substitute?

For her, whether it is boring or not depends on who is with you.

Katsura Kotonoha never feels bored when she is with Kitahara Takashi.

The two walked out of Odori Park and went to eat sea urchin and salmon roe rice bowl together.

This is a famous delicacy in Hokkaido. First, a layer of crystal clear sturgeon roe is placed on the fragrant rice, then covered with delicious sea urchin, sprinkled with mustard and seaweed, and then mixed well and enjoyed.

Kitahara Takashi chose an old shop that claims to have a fifty-year history of making sea urchin and salmon roe rice bowls.

After taking a bite, Kitahara Tsutomu felt that the craftsmanship of this fifty-year-old shop was really good. It was not a lie, it was really good, and there was not even a hint of fishy smell.

The sea urchin paired with salmon roe and rice is simply sweet, delicious and extremely fresh.

Kitahara Takashi and Katsura Kotonoha were both very satisfied with the meal.

As they walked out of the old shop, the cold wind blew in their faces, and Gui Yanye couldn't help but wrap her clothes tightly.

"It's so cold."

Katsura Yanye's opponent was breathing heavily.

"Although Sapporo has four distinct seasons, the temperature difference between day and night is still quite large."

Kitahara Tsutomu was full of blood and energy, and he placed his hands on Gui Yanye's cold little hands to warm her.

"So warm."

Katsura Kotonoha was first surprised by the warmth of Kitahara Tsun's hand, then she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Tsun, aren't you cold?"

"Do you know how the southerners who grow flowers spend the winter?"

"How?"

"With integrity, I persevered through it."

Friends who have spent a winter in the south know that the cold in the south is wet and cold, which is a magical attack.

Unlike the north where there is heating, people in the south rely on electric blankets and fire boxes to survive the winter.

The rest depends on your integrity.

"Zun, you know a lot."

Because that’s all my personal experience.

"Where do you want to go next?"

Katsura Yanye pondered for a moment and said, "Can I visit your house?"

"Of course you can, but it's been a long time since anyone cleaned it, so there's a lot of dust." Beiyuan Zun said indifferently.

"I can help you clean." Gui Yanye said quickly.

"Okay, let's go."

*

Kitahara Takashi's house is a three-story single-family house.

The style of the house is similar to that in Doraemon, but it is newer.

Kitahara Takashi reached out and took the key that was stuck to the wall of the yard with transparent tape, and opened the gate with a "click".

The front yard was originally used to grow some potted plants or hang clothes, but because no one had taken care of it for a long time, the yard was overgrown with weeds, and the grass grew taller than the ankles.

Since Sapporo has a northern climate, there are almost no insects.

"Be careful."

Kitahara Takashi gave a reminder, then inserted the key and turned it gently.

Maybe the door hadn't been opened for a long time, so it took some effort to open it.

As soon as I opened the door, it was pitch black inside.

"You wait."

Kitahara Takashi simply stopped wearing slippers.

The floor was probably dirtier than the soles of his shoes, so he walked right in and turned on the main switch.

pat!

Soon, the room was bright and white.

"come in."

Gui Yanye closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then exhaled the air in her chest. She opened her eyes and said nervously, "Sorry to bother you."

"No one came into the room." Kitahara Tsutomu didn't quite understand her behavior.

My parents are both dead, is it really that serious?

The two walked into the living room.

Katsura Yanye looked around the house quietly.

The living room is spacious and luxurious for ordinary people living in Tokyo.

From the living room you can see the yard that extends outwards, just open the door.

Through the window, you can enjoy the beautiful night view of Sapporo.

Here you can actually see stars that you can never see in big cities.

The furnishings in the living room are quite simple, with only an oversized sofa and a three-inch oversized TV.

Probably because the possibility of guests visiting was not taken into consideration, the facilities here are pitifully few.

Kitahara Takashi threw back the covers on the sofa and gestured to Katsura Kotonoha, "Sit down."

Katsura Yanye sat on the sofa, as if she could feel the family of three who once sat there.

Kitahara Takashi went to the kitchen and found two cups, poured in 150 yen of barley tea he had bought at the supermarket on the way, and handed them over.

"Thank you."

Katsura Yanye took it with both hands, took a sip, and continued to look around the room.

Kitahara Takashi went to look for rags, mops and other things.

Soon, Kitahara Takashi came back and said to Katsura Kotonoha: "Let's not bother anymore, let's go back to the hotel directly."

He found that the mop, broom and other things seemed to have been thrown away by him and he didn't know where they were.

He would definitely find it if he wanted to, but he didn't want to destroy this god.

Gui Yanye wanted to say something but stopped.

"Just tell me what you're thinking."

Gui Yanye mustered up her courage and said, "I want to stay here tonight, is that okay?"

"Live here?"

　In the group chat, another person said, "Yeah!"

Kitahara Takashi scratched his head and said, "Then I have to go to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities."

"It's troublesome."

"It's not a big deal, just look around, I'll go by myself."

Kitahara Takashi was ready to go out again.

"Wait a moment."

Katsura Yanye accompanied her all the way to the entrance and suddenly called out to Kitahara Takashi.

She walked up to Kitahara Tsutomu, untied his crooked tie, and tied it again.

"All right."

Gui Yanye was satisfied.

"take care."

Kitahara Takashi looked at Katsura Kotonoha, who was bowing. He tilted his head, pondered for a moment, and said, "Are you playing house with me?"

Katsura Yanye was suddenly guessed by Kitahara Takashi's thoughts, and a blush flashed across her face.

"No, no, ah!"

Katsura Yanye wanted to argue, but was pulled into Kitahara Tsuyoshi's arms.

"Shouldn't a wife give her husband a parting kiss before he leaves?" Kitahara Takashi said with a wicked smile.

"Yes, is there?" Katsura Yanye looked at Kitahara Tsuyoshi's handsome face so close to her, and she turned her head slightly.

"Of course, that's how it's played out in Japanese dramas. No kissing allowed."

Katsura Yanye hesitated for a moment, but still stood on tiptoe and kissed Kitahara Tsutomu.

"No no no!"

She wanted to touch their lips, but Kitahara Takashi anticipated her prediction and simply pressed the back of her head with one hand and stuck out his tongue.

Katsura Yanye was quickly attracted by Kitahara Takashi's temperature, height, and disheveled clothes.

As for why the clothes are messy.

Whose scumbag only kisses when he kisses?

Just like when your girlfriend sleeps with you and tells you not to touch her, will you really not touch her?

Then you have to kiss, touch and rub it.

It was not until Kitahara Takashi skillfully unhooked her bra with one hand that Katsura Yanye came to her senses and pushed Kitahara Takashi away with force.

"Okay, okay, you should go."

She covered her chest with her hands, lowered her head, and was too shy to look up again.

"Ok."

Kitahara Takashi manually adjusted the gun barrel before going out.

It was not until Kitahara Takashi left that Katsura Yanye had the time to undress and prepare to fasten the bra again.

At this moment, Kitahara Takashi pushed open the door as if on cue: "I forgot to take my wallet."

Volume 304: Oh My God, the God of War of Hokkaido!

"Is she a Kardashian? How come she's so big?"

In Daimaru Department Store, while Kitahara Takashi was waiting for the cashier to finish shopping, he was still thinking about how he had just deliberately opened the door and saw Katsura Kotonoha adjusting her coat.

He knew the other person was big, he could sense it when they hugged him.

But after seeing it with his own eyes, he suddenly felt that his life, having traveled through time and space and grown up before even having a drink of milk, was incomplete.

He is also still a baby of one year and one hundred and ninety months.

"Sir, the total is 5,671 yen."

The counter lady's voice interrupted Kitahara Takashi.

Kitahara Takashi came to his senses and took out cash from his wallet.

In Japan, cash payment is still a very common payment method.

This is quite unusual for Kitahara Takashi, who is used to using WeChat and Zhifubao.

Of course, Japan is not without electronic payment wallets. Apps such as PayPay, Line Pay, Rakuten Pay, Apple Pay, and Google Pay all complete payments by scanning QR codes or using communication technology (NFC).

However, not all merchants accept cash payments, and many only accept cash payments, especially small businesses and individual merchants.

Many businesses prefer to accept cash payments in order to avoid payment fees.

"Sir, here is the change of 4,329 yen, please keep it." The cashier counted the money in front of Kitahara Tsuyoshi, and then handed the money to Kitahara Tsuyoshi.

Kitahara Takashi carried the vacuum cleaner on his shoulder with one hand and carried toothpaste, toothbrush, towel and other things in the other hand and went to KFC downstairs to pick up the bucket of fried chicken he had ordered.

Take the exit near KFC.

The flow of people in and out never ceased, so the automatic doors remained open. The customers on the first floor and those going up and down the escalator intertwined, making the scene somewhat crowded.