My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

The next day Hideji Kitahara went to school normally. I thought the school would talk to him about the fight yesterday, but the school didn’t know if it was the slow response or the policewoman in charge of the case kindly didn’t inform the school at all. Nothing happened all day long. It was strange that he didn't even see the little carrot head who should be rushing to make trouble.

He was bored and studied for a whole day, and when he finished school at three o’clock, he went to the pure taste house as agreed, ready to thank Fukuzawa Naotaka for his help-don’t worry about Yoko, he was worried and told him in the morning. Once again, I told Yoko not to think about anything that happened today, press the minor's alarm for the first time, call the police first, and then call him, he will handle the next thing, don’t be afraid Cause trouble.

He also gave the spare key to Yoko's apartment, in case she could not return home again, she thought it should be foolproof-in fact, he thought that Fukuzawa Naotaka's character could call and say, "This is the end of this matter." That should basically be fine, but in order to avoid any accidents that would lead to lifelong resentment, he was still a rare mother-in-law.

Hideki Kitahara consulted Shishimaru during lunch and asked where to buy gifts for those who are older and in poor health. Shishimaru recommended a store for him, so he turned around on the way to Chunweiya. Bend, I bought the gift along the way—I didn’t expect that the store was quite famous, and there were a lot of people in line, which made him waste some time, but the gift is pretty good, packed in a beautiful wooden bento box, it looks like Very decent.

　　Gift is a kind of snack called yokan. Origin Kitahara Hideji also said that it was not very good, but looking at the introduction picture in the store, it seems that it originated from a soup made from mutton in northern China. Originally, this soup was frozen into pieces and used as a meal, but the RB was passed through the hands of the monk and it was changed to be made of soybean flour, chestnut flour and wheat flour. At the same time, because the monk loves to drink tea, it has been a long time. Kinds of dim sum has now become one of the most famous refreshments in the RB tea ceremony.

　　 Kitahara Hideji was quite satisfied with this gift, and let Fukuzawa Naotaka eat dim sum and tea. How could this not be a problem, right? Of course, the most important thing is that the dim sum is cheap enough. He has some doubts that the exquisite wooden box on the outside of the dim sum may be more expensive than the dim sum itself-he is tight now and can only show his heart.

　　 He took the gift directly to the door of Chunwei's house. He looked at it and found that the curtain was not hung, which meant that Chunwei's house had not officially opened for business. He stood at the door calmly, ready to meet the anger of Dongmei's little carrot head.

　　 If Dong Mi got angry this time, he would not be so arrogant. He opened the door with a little guilty conscience and greeted softly: "Excuse me."

In the lobby of Chunwei House, Chuncai is still standing behind the chopping board quietly and busy, while Dongmei is holding a pick pole to hang today's seasonal dishes wooden sign, and at the same time kneeling in the corner of the lobby holding a broom in the snow, listening to it. Look at him.

Kitahara Hideji at the door didn't care about Haruna or even the snow for a while, and focused entirely on Dong Mei, preventing her from stabbing her with one shot. She couldn't react, but to his surprise, Dong Mei gave him a blank expression. He tightly squeezed his small mouth, revealing two small pear vortexes, and continued to hang signs one by one, as if he was a transparent person.

　　 Xueli originally knelt there and lowered his eyebrows to pretend to be the child. He was a little excited to see Kitahara Hideji, got up and exclaimed: "I heard you were fighting, why didn't you ask me to help you..."

　　 Dongmei suddenly roared: "Kneel, you still have the face to talk!"

　　 "Yes, sister!" Xueli knelt down again with a plop, but secretly winked at Xiuji Kitahara, motioning him to come over and say a few whispers.

　　 Kitahara Hideji didn’t know what happened to Xueli again, and refused to touch the mold. He walked towards Haruna and asked in a low voice, “What’s wrong with this?”

Haruna wiped her hands with her apron, lowered her head and replied in a low voice: "Second sister ran back without participating in the club training. The eldest sister was very angry. She wanted to pinch her watch to make her kneel until the training time was over, and this will happen again in the future, either Just stay in school for training, or just come back and kneel."

　　 Kitahara Xiuji was speechless, and she looked at Xueli and was really helpless—your sister's tantrum bowed her head to beg for your future. Do you still want to get these planes?

　　 This kind of thing belongs to Xueli. The two hundred and five are looking for punishment on their own. They can't help her. Helping her is hurting her. Xiuji Kitahara didn’t see Xueli anxiously there—she seemed to be anxious to learn about the fight between Xiuji Kitahara and others—but continued to ask Haruna, “Is the store’s business unaffected yesterday? It’s Haruna’s spoon in your hand. ?"

　　There is no need to mention the matter of Xueli, Dongmei's reaction is instinctively wrong, so he should rush to fight when he meets according to the temperament of Xiaoluotou? This is reasonable!

"I don't have that level. Yesterday, my father closed the door early as soon as he left. Do you want to ask the eldest sister why he was not angry?" Haruna is quite smart, and it is easy to hear Kitahara Hideji's implication and whispered: " Yesterday the eldest sister waited for you to eat, she was a little angry, and then you called my father away just after the business started, and she became even more angry. Fortunately, there were not many guests at that time, so she apologized one by one. I apologized and sent the guests away. When my father came back, she and my father had a big fight... Well, I asked what my father was doing with you. In the end, my father couldn't help but tell you about you. She It's like this now."

　　 Kitahara Hideji heard it inexplicably, and asked: "Then is she angry or not angry like this?"

　　 Isn't it a big move?

"I can't say that the eldest sister's personality has changed a lot after her mother passed away. I guess it may be somewhere between being angry and not being angry." Haruna said still very calmly, "My father said you were trying to protect your sister from bad things. She only fights when she was bullied. The eldest sister pays much attention to family affection. She feels that you are doing it right, but she feels distressed for the money that you lost yesterday. Yesterday’s income was negative. Lost a little bit."

Haruna did not say too much. In fact, Dongmei was furious in the store after closing the store, threatening to kill Xiuji Kitahara tomorrow, even if she later learned the truth, she still suffocated her anger-luckily, she didn’t lose much. Two or three million yen, regardless of whether Kitahara Xiuji did the right thing, she would definitely have to find another reason to fight with Kitahara Xiuji before it was finished.

　　 Sister Haruna has a headache for being so careful. She didn't want to make the conflict between her sister and Hideji Kitahara deeper. She avoided it after explaining it vaguely, and asked curiously: "How many younger sisters do you have?"

　　 Their sisters have many habits, and instinctively think that Hideji Kitahara's home should be similar.

Kitahara Hideji didn’t know how Fukuzawa Naotaka had made this kind of oolong last night, but it’s not wrong to say that Yoko is his sister, so he replied: "Just one, but not a dear..." He briefly put Yang. He told Haruna about the matter, and finally said: "I was out of anger before moving my hands. I'm really sorry for causing you trouble."

As long as it doesn’t involve her respected sister, Haruna is a good, reasonable child, and nodded gently: “It’s nothing, I think you’re doing the right thing! Since you treat her as a younger sister, there’s really nothing to blame for fighting to protect her. , And it’s better for my father to help you than to help his friends..."

　　 As she talked, she felt a little gaffe, looked at the snack box in Hideji Kitahara's hand, and asked instead, "Is this coming so early today to find my father?"

　　 "Yes, is he busy now?"

　　 "It's not busy, in the study, you can go directly by yourself."

　　 Hideji Kitahara thanked him and went away familiarly. He knocked on the door of the study and heard Fukuzawa Naotaka's call: "Please come in, Kitahara-kun."

　　 Kitahara Hideji has learned well this time, listening to Fukuzawa Naotaka's "the arguing at the door" did not make a difference, and when he went in, it was as expected that Fukuzawa Naotaka was still lying down and drinking.

"Come and sit, Kitahara-kun." Fukuzawa Naotaka didn't get up to greet him either, but he changed to sitting cross-legged, coughing and smiling: "Thank you for running this early. It's my waywardness. Didn't you bother you? "

As he said, he touched the flask and poured the wine for Hideji Kitahara, and Hideji Kitahara did not object, and it is useless to oppose it. He just took out the yokan dim sum box and pushed it forward on the case table, and said politely: "Fu Mr. Ze, thank you for what happened yesterday."

　　 Fukuzawa Naotaka as a local aboriginal, UU reading www. uukanshu.com glanced at it and knew what it was, and he was not polite, so he started to dismantle it—this guy is different from ordinary RB people, he doesn't seem to pay much attention to etiquette—he smiled and said, "Is the Yokan of Naikawa Bridge? It's been a long time since I had eaten it, Kitahara-kun is interested."

　　 He knew it was not expensive, but he knew what Hideji Kitahara meant, and he was very pleased. Many young people always have the temperament that is taken for granted no matter what others do for him. It may be the habit of staying with their parents. Sometimes they refuse to say verbal thanks. On the contrary, they will be very disgusted. I didn't want you to take care of it. It was a headache.

But he feels completely different for Kitahara Xiuji. This young man is practical and sophisticated, not to mention sixteen years old, he dare to believe that he is twenty-six years old, especially when comparing the four half-salted egg daughters in the family (Spring Vegetables). Count half), this feeling is deeper.

　　 He really admires Kitahara Hideji, and always feels that he might be a little prosperous in the future.

"You like it." Kitahara Hideji said politely again, but watched Fukuzawa take a bite of the lumpy yokan, then toasted and drank a drink, holding back a little chest tightness-this thing should be served with tea, right? ? Why did you drink it directly?

　　 But he knew that even for the good of one person, he couldn’t always persuade him. It would be easy to persuade him to become an enemy. He had no choice but to ignore him and asked, "What did Mr. Fukuzawa want to say when I came here earlier today?"

　　 Fukuzawa Naotaka's smile narrowed slightly, but he was still very gentle, and said, "It's just a cliché. I'm just a little curious about why Kitahara-kun wants to learn ancient swordsmanship."

　　 [PS. Reported good news to everyone, and we reported it again, so we deleted one chapter and changed chapters 67, 68, and 69. I apologize for the inconvenience caused to everyone. 】