Celebrity ex-girlfriend got revenge on me

Chapter 493: Problem Super Large Glass

On a quiet community street under the moon, Kitahara Kento was holding a glowing cell phone, lingering in front of the gate of his home.

"Why haven't you come back yet? What time do you plan to go home?"

On the cell phone screen was a text message from his daughter. Kitahara Kento looked embarrassed and kept rubbing his hair, wondering how to explain to the little naughty boy at home that he would not be coming home tonight.

"Let's go up first."

Kitahara Kento couldn't think of a good excuse for a while. It seemed that no matter what he said, the curious little naughty boy would keep asking questions. He simply ignored it and left his house to go to the high-end apartment building.

He took the elevator to the second floor, took out the key that Akane Takeshita gave him, and unlocked the door.

After entering the house and closing the door, without the vigilant eyes of the Amamiya homegirl watching him at all times, Kento Kitahara was finally able to explore this large apartment at will.

He walked to the kitchen counter with a surprised expression. There was no shortage of pots and pans for cooking, and all kinds of utensils were more complete than those in his home: there were pressure cookers, woks, high pots for stewing soup, and even casseroles.

Moreover, judging from the remaining amount of condiments such as oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and mirin in the bottles, it is not difficult to draw a conclusion that Amemiya the homebody often cooks at home.

This directly broke Kitahara Kento's inherent impression of Amemiya as a homely girl, and he felt it was incredible.

Kitahara Kento then opened the refrigerator, which was filled with a wide variety of vegetables and fruits in an orderly manner. The refrigerator was also filled to the brim with pork, beef, mutton, fish and seafood.

“Are you planning to open a restaurant?”

"Is it her who cooks, or is it her assistant who cooks for her?" He couldn't help but doubt deeply.

Kitahara Kento turned around and glanced at the other rooms.

"That's the bathroom. Behind that door is the room opposite my bedroom. That's Amamiya Masahira's room." He looked at them one by one, took a step, and first came to the door of Amamiya Masahira's room.

It is not polite to barge into someone's private space without the owner's permission. But when it comes to Amamiya, there is no need to be polite.

She disguised herself as a stranger and approached him quietly, and even moved secretly next door to his house without anyone noticing. Out of "reciprocity", Kitahara Kento turned the doorknob without any psychological burden.

Turning on the light, the bright wall lamp dispelled the darkness, and the room of the little housegirl Amamiya suddenly became bright.

The layout of the room is very simple, with a double bed, a desk, and a sunny window.

He walked to the desk, where there was a book and a silver NDS handheld game console.

He recognized both of these things.

The book is "Red Beans in the South".

The NDS handheld game console was the one he and Amamiya Masahira played together when they were young. He also has one, and it is still kept in a large cardboard box in his study.

He gently opened the book and turned the pages one by one.

Just like an old book in a library that has been borrowed hundreds or thousands of times, every page of "Southern Red Bean" has obvious creases. The edge of the cover of the book is even more densely packed with "wrinkles".

There is no need to turn the pages manually, the pages will unfold "rustling" when the wind blows.

Kitahara Kento reached for the silver handheld game console, picked it up, and unfolded the dual screens. The familiar game interface allowed him to control a cartoon character, walking in towns and forests, and having his own little home. He could earn money by fishing and catching insects to buy furniture and decorate his home, and he could also connect with friends via wifi.

He couldn't help but recall many memories. He put down the handheld game console, slowly walked around Amamiya Masahira's room, stepped out, and closed the door for her.

"Inside that door." Kitahara Kento looked towards the mysterious room that made the little homegirl Amamiya nervously stare at his movements.

He walked over, put his hand on the door handle and twisted it.

What you see is a huge transparent floor-to-ceiling window in front of you. There is a round table in the middle of the room, with a telescope, a charger, a coffee can and a kettle on it. There is also a tatami bed on the floor against the wall.

Kitahara Kento walked to the round table while looking at the four corners of the room. Through the huge transparent French window, he could clearly see the view of the next room outside the window.

Kitahara Kento slowly sat down on the chair.

Sitting here, looking at the bedroom next door, Kitahara Kento gradually felt strange. Looking at the things on the round table and the tatami bed against the wall, even a fool could tell that the little homegirl Amamiya was tinkering with something in this room every night.

Kitahara Kento took out his cell phone and sent a text message to his daughter.

"I'm at your uncle Sugawara's house, discussing arrangements for the school anniversary celebration with him. I won't be home tonight."

"Go to my room and look for my guitar effects pedal. It should be in the box under the table."

He put down his phone and raised his telescope.

After a while, he saw clearly through the telescope that the light in his room was brightened and Hua Gu walked into the room holding the fat rabbit "Snowball Louis XVI".

My daughter walked to the table, squatted down, reached inside, dragged out a big box, and then rummaged through the boxes with her little hands.

Kento Kitahara stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and watched his daughter searching for his guitar effects pedal through the glass from a distance of a few steps.

Throughout the whole process, he was the only one who clearly saw his daughter's every move, while Hua Gu could not see him at all.

The text message alert sounded on the mobile phone.

"Found it."

"Are you really at Uncle Sugawara's house?"

Kitahara Kento lowered his head to read the last word of the text message, and his phone rang with a video call tone. It was Hanatani calling, and it was obvious that the little mischievous boy didn't quite believe his reason for not going home.

Kitahara Kento hung up the call with a swipe of his finger.

In the opposite room through the telescope, the little rascal curled his lips, muttered something, turned around and left, turning off the lights.

"The sound insulation is quite good." Kitahara Kento put down the telescope, reached out and touched the glass with huge problems.

"How long have you been sitting here, secretly observing me?"

"Could it be that you have been sitting here observing me since the day you transferred to Fenggao, or even earlier?"

"At least you had moved in during the band competition. You even came to my doorstep to play with me in the evening."

Kitahara Kento was in a state of confusion and didn't know how to evaluate the behavior of the little homegirl Amamiya.

He turned around, put the telescope back to its original position, and left the room.

Maybe it was because he played the guitar outside in such a cold day, then came back and had a chase with the little homely girl, and then carried her on his back and supported her up and down the stairs. He had consumed a lot of energy and Kitahara Kento was feeling hungry.

After all, it was at Amamiya Masahira's house, not someone else's, so there was no need to be so formal with her. He opened the refrigerator again, thinking about what to cook.

"Let's cook some porridge."

He took out a box of chicken thighs, a box of shrimps, mushrooms, corn kernels and celery. The chicken thighs and shrimps were already processed semi-finished products, so he didn't need to remove the bones or shells. He just needed to slice the mushrooms and dice the celery.

He marinated the chicken thighs with scallions, ginger and cooking wine, then sprinkled some salt to add flavor. He then went to collect the rice and rinsed it several times.

Turn on the fire to cook the porridge and set the time. Kitahara Kento sat on the sofa, picked up his mobile phone, and sent a text message to Takeshita Akane, asking how your Miss Amamiya's foot is doing.

"I just finished taking a CT scan."

After waiting for a while, the other party did not reply to ask what was going on. The alarm clock rang, and Kitahara Kento got up and went to the kitchen to add ingredients to the porridge.

Twenty minutes later, Kitahara Kento, who was standing in the kitchen cooking, heard the sound of a lock being unlocked and looked up towards the door.

Akane Takeshita pushed a wheelchair into the room. The little homegirl Amemiya was sitting in the wheelchair. Her right foot was covered with a thick layer of white plaster, her right leg was firmly fixed with a splint, and she was holding a pair of medical crutches in her arms.

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