My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

After some delayed lunch, Kitahara Kazuka took Fukuzawa and Suzuki along the indoor aisle to pack their luggage. They lived in Kitahara Hideji's room—this room was in relatively good condition, although it was still very simple. .

The room is very large, the floor is covered with homemade tatami mats, and the surface layer is rush grass, but the thick straw on the bottom layer can be vaguely seen from the gaps or corners; the ceiling is made of wood, and the walls are covered with plain flower wallpaper. There is a large bookshelf, and there is a hanging scroll next to the bookshelf, which reads "Floating life is empty and mourning, dreams are gone, and hatred is drifting away".

Both Fukuzawa and Suzuki looked at the room where Kitahara Hideji grew up with some curiosity, recalling that the little Kitahara Hideji was working hard here in a serious way, and finally broke from this small mountain village to Nagoya.

Kitahara Ichika took out the prepared electric heater from the closet and turned it on. It was borrowed, for fear that the temperature in the mountains would be low at night, and these delicate girls would be frozen to death. Guests can feel comfortable here.

Fukuzawa rushed forward to help, while Suzuki Noki walked slowly to the bookshelf, wanting to see what books Kitahara Hideji read when he was young. If necessary, she would get a set and go through it carefully when she went back. Understanding Hideji Kitahara's subconscious will help a lot.

After a busy day, Kitahara Kazuka said apologetically: "Although the quilts are not new, they have been cleaned carefully. It's very cold here at night, and the electric heater doesn't need to be turned off... If you need anything else, please feel free to let me know. It's really rude to be poorly entertained."

On behalf of her younger siblings, Dongmei thanked, "Aunt Yihua, I've troubled you so much, I've really troubled you."

Kitahara Yihua smiled happily and said, "Where, I'm glad you can come."

After she finished speaking, she looked at it, and felt that there was nothing to prepare, so she quickly turned around and went to the kitchen, where Kitahara Hideji insisted on cleaning up the dishes, she was worried - in his impression, the former Kitahara Xiuci had never done these jobs before.

There is no shortage of space in the countryside. Hideji Kitahara used to squeeze the seven of them into a single room. Anyway, there is no one who takes up special space except Yuli. The average height is less than 1.5 meters. Fuyumi instructed everyone to pack their luggage properly. After putting it into the cabinet wall, seeing Suzuki Noki watching the "tsk tsk" sound of the bookshelf, he couldn't help but also leaned over - that kid is very strong, what books did he read at home before?

Dongmei raised her head and glanced at the bookshelves, and found that the books on them were very old and dilapidated. They were either flipped through frequently or bought from second-hand bookstores. The contents were mixed, and they were basically poems and prose that were widely circulated in the world. Collections, such as "Jiaxuan Long and Short Sentences", "Shelley Poems", "Bai Juyi Poems", "Hundreds of Waka", "Essence Sanxinglu", "Fifty Selected Haiku" and the like.

She looked around and didn't find anything out of the ordinary, but she felt a little strange—I didn't think that kid usually likes to recite poems, why are there so many translations of poems in the room?

She turned her head to look at Suzuki Noki again, and found that she was flipping through a large tome, and Suzuki Noki also noticed her gaze, and showed her the cover—"Marquis de Sade"— There was also a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he felt that reading this book was very rewarding.

Fuyumi has never seen or heard of this book. Seeing that Suzuki Noki's pale face was flushed with blood, she seemed very excited, so she couldn't help asking: "What is this book about?"

Suzuki Noki glanced at her with a smile, reached into the bookshelf for a while, took out another book from the back of the vertically placed books, looked at it again and threw it to Fuyumi, and said with a smile: "I know this book, right?" ? The content is almost the same... I really didn't expect it!"

Dong Meiman took the book over and looked at it strangely, and found that the title of the book was "The First Generation of Men", she shook her hand and threw the book out.

This book is the work of Saizuru Ihara, a writer in the Edo period. The content of this book is full of passionate descriptions, and its type is close to the Chinese strange book "Golden Dragon".

Dongmei hadn't read it but had heard of it. She blushed for a moment and asked in surprise, "That book in your hand... is that one too? Are you still reading it?"

Suzuki Noki used to be very strict with her grandma, but now that her grandma is gone, she is a bit overbearing, but the habit she has developed over the years is still there, she has never taken the initiative to read this kind of book, and her heartbeat is actually very fast after turning a few pages , I couldn’t even breathe well, and I wanted to take out the respirator to take a few breaths, but I didn’t want to lose the wind by guarding Dongmei, a short winter melon, so I could only smile reluctantly: “What do you know, the literary quality is still very high , It's just... that kid might be a slut, this is really unexpected, I don't usually see it at all, he really pretends!"

The book she is holding in her hand is Hitomi Fujimoto's work, which is even more fierce. Although it focuses on the psychological exploration of human desires, but for abnormal X hobbies, X things, and polysexuality, it will be thirty or fifty pages after turning three or five pages. The detailed description is extremely evocative and explicit...

Exciting, really exciting!

Dongmei was shocked. It turns out that everyone has an unknown side behind them. That kid has been hiding in the room since he was a child and studying it desperately? Just like this, can you still do better than yourself?

Suzuki Noki persisted in turning over a few pages to prove that she is also an old driver. This kind of book is not worth mentioning. She is more mature than the short winter melon, but her heartbeat is too fast and she feels dizzy. He closed the book and stuffed it back on the shelf, and smiled at Dongmei: "I won't say it, are you going to say it?"

She guessed that this was the secret of Hideji Kitahara's heart, and he would probably be furious if he said it, and she didn't want to get that bad luck.

Dongmei picked up the book "The First Generation of Men" and handed it to her, asking her to put it back as it was. After thinking about it, she said depressedly, "What am I talking about!"

She can't say it, otherwise Suzuki Noki won't admit it later, and she will be flipping through Hideji Kitahara's bookshelf.

Suzuki Noki hid the book, and then ran to the kotatsu, got into it and sat down, forced himself to take a deep breath, so that his hot face could cool down quickly——so dangerous, that blind kid has a lot of theoretical experience , even if he didn't get the driver's license, he had passed the written test. Before molesting him, he almost fell into the mouth of a sheep!

Isn't he playing hard to get himself? Fortunately, I didn't have the brains to get into his bed, otherwise I was afraid that I wouldn't scare him, but I would be eaten alive by him like a little white sheep!

Fuyumi didn't dare to touch the bookshelf anymore, and quickly hid away, thinking that Hideji Kitahara really deserves to be a boy who has hidden two boxes of small H books, and she has liked these since she was a child.

No, I have to guard against that kid again!

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Beiyuan’s kitchen is half traditional and half modern, and the stove is dual-purpose for firewood and artificial biogas. Japan's resources have long been exhausted, and it basically does not produce coal, and imported natural gas cannot be transported to such remote mountain villages, so it can only be done in this way. Many people say that Japan's environmental protection is good and it respects nature. They say that because they don't understand Japan at all, and they can't help it.

There will be mudslides if the primary forest is cut down. If you want to burn coal, you need to import it. The cost is too high. The villages can only use straw-generated biogas and diseased and dead trees as daily fuel.

Kitahara Hideji washed the dishes and chopsticks quickly with his hands and feet, then looked at the pots and stoves and the cutting board, and scrubbed them all again, but he was actually half a guest, not as much as in Chunwei House, he had to put Brush the bottom of the pot with steel wool so that it can be used as a mirror.

As soon as he finished his busy work, Kitahara Yihua came running over. Seeing that the work was done in such a short time, he couldn't help being slightly surprised, and said distressedly: "Xiuci, let me do these things."

Hideji Kitahara smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm used to it...well, I work in an izakaya, so I'm used to it."

"Have you suffered a lot?" Kitahara Kazuka felt even more distressed.

Kitahara Hideji didn't think there was anything wrong, and no one did it for him before, if he didn't do it, would he pile it up there? He smiled and said, "No, they are all trivial matters, not to mention suffering."

Washing dishes is considered hard work, so what is it to move bricks? It's not that he never worked as a laborer in his previous life.

Kitahara Kazuka was really relieved, her eyes softened, she felt like she was a different person after just eight months, she really grew up. She hurriedly said: "Go and accompany your friends. You can play flower cards or mahjong. I put it in the closet. It gets dark and early in winter. They all grew up in big cities and there are many people." , don’t rush outside the village, and go out with them tomorrow.”

Kitahara Hideji nodded and smiled, "Yes, I understand."

Fukuzawa's family and Suzuki are standard guests, and he must accompany each other to fulfill the friendship of the landlord. He didn't say anything else, just smiled again, then turned around and went to his room along the aisle in the longhouse. The structure of this Japanese-style longhouse is very simple, just a straight intestine. If it is placed in a city, it will be used by several families, but in a rural area with a large number of people, it will be occupied by one family.

He heard the sound at the door, and thought it should be here, so he knocked on the wooden lattice sliding door and asked with a smile, "Is it convenient for me to go in?"

"Come in, Onisan!" Haruna knelt and opened the door, bowing her head to greet him.

Hideji Kitahara thanked him, and was about to go in to ask them how they planned to pass the two or three hours before dinner, when he saw Fuyumi staring at him while curled up in the kotatsu, and Suzuki Noki gave a seductive pooh , suddenly a little inexplicable. But he didn't care too much, this dead radish loses his temper every day, and Suzuki is a monster every day, it's not bad that he can pretend to be like this this time as a guest, and it's normal to show his nature behind closed doors.

He smiled and asked, "Do you want to play cards? How about mahjong?"

Xueli didn't want to play cards, so she leaned over and asked cheerfully, "Xiuci, can I ride the tricycle outside?" Xiazhi Xiasha just urged her to take them for a ride on a tricycle, and she was a little moved.

Just as Kitahara Hideji was about to agree, he walked around the yard and thought it was okay, just don't run towards the mountains and rivers, but Fuyumi said angrily, "No, no one would ride a tricycle as a guest at someone's house!"

Is there still a girl? Never!

Xueli was very disappointed, but Xiazhi Xiasha didn't care, they were just free, if this didn't work, they would change, and said in unison: "Then let's play mahjong?"

Dongmei thought for a while, and felt that it was not an option to let these restless guys just sit around. It was better to hide in the house and play cards than go out and go crazy, so she said: "You can play cards, but you are not allowed to shout like you are at home." !"

Xia Zhi Xia Sha had no objection, so Kitahara Hideji went to the closet to find mahjong tiles and asked with a smile, "Who wants to play?"

Haruna shook her head, expressing that she didn't want to play, and she couldn't do it in Yukiri. In the end, Suzuki Noki, Fuyumi, and Natsuori Natsusa came on the stage, and immediately the four little girls played mahjong—they gambled for money, and it was called the New Year's Mahjong Tournament.

It is true that mahjong was invented in China, but the country that plays mahjong the most in the world is Japan, and there are many mahjong halls on the streets. According to the statistics of "Yomiuri Shimbun", among the number of participants in various street entertainment activities in Japan, mahjong ranks second, only losing to pinball halls, winning shogi and go, and mahjong friends are spread across all age groups, from 5 to 105 years old. The Japanese sent a team to the Antarctic scientific research and did not forget to bring a pair of mahjong, and even the automatic mahjong table was invented by the Japanese, which shows how much they like it.

Fuyumi closed the door, and then started gathering people to gamble.

She wanted to win back the salary paid to Xiazhi Xiasha, and by the way, Suzuki Noki owed a "huge debt" for future ridicule of her. Xiazhi Xiasha has a lot of money this year, and proposed to double the betting amount, intending to make a small fortune by borrowing the New Year, and Suzuki Noki said that she never brought any money, but it doesn't matter, she can't lose.

There was a rattling on the table, Kitahara Hideji brought a plate of nuts to Xueli, and Xueli Duck sat beside him and ate happily, Akitaro was drawing alone in a corner of the room, while Kitahara Hideji watched for a while, and found that this group of mahjong players There are basically no good people...

Haruna sat in the corner of the room and pretended to read a book, but she touched her eyebrows and pinched her ears from time to time, obviously peeking at other people's cards before signaling to Fuyumi. Xia Zhi Xia Sha kept exchanging glances, Kitahara Hideji also noticed that they were secretly exchanging cards with their feet under the table, and Suzuki Noki seemed to have played with grandma before. Suddenly swiped and pulled, but the good cards have been pressed under the fingers without moving. After building the Great Wall and touching, the starting hand is very good, and the cards are very good.

Hideji Kitahara was really speechless after watching it for a while, do you also want to do the same in daily leisure?

The four of them played mahjong, but everyone cheated a thousand times, and no one could do anything to the other. They got up in a fit of anger, and it was dark in a blink of an eye.

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