Tokyo host

Chapter 13 I just want to chat with you
When Makoto Futaba returned to the door with the game he bought, he suddenly realized a problem.

If he goes straight home like this, that guy Ninomiya Night might hunt him down with a bamboo sword...

The other party has indeed done this.

Futaba Makoto stood there in deep thought.

But he didn't promise the other party to go, after all, Ninomiya Ye left after talking on his own.

Forget it, don't think about it.

Opening the door, Shuangye Cheng entered the house. When he was changing his shoes at the entrance, he noticed a familiar figure on the sofa in the living room, and was quietly looking at the book in his hand.

There was a cup of clear tea on the table in front, surrounded by white mist, one book per person and one tea, plus the sunlight from the floor-to-ceiling windows falling on her body, there was a slightly hazy beauty.

Suzuki Kaoru lowered his head at this time, his short hair on the temples fell naturally, and a pair of quiet eyes read the contents of the book.

It was "The Social Contract Theory", Makoto Futaba glanced at the book cover.

That book was a decoration on the bookshelf in the living room. It was just an old book that was collected. I didn't expect Kaoru Suzuki to read it.

"People are born free." Suzuki Kaoru suddenly muttered.

"But everywhere is in chains."

Hearing the familiar voice, Kaoru Suzuki raised his head and found Makoto Futaba standing beside him.

Maybe it was because she was so focused on the book that she didn't notice that Makoto Futaba had returned.

"Sorry to bother you?" Makoto Futaba smiled when Suzuki Kaori looked over.

Suzuki shook his head.

She put down the book, and then noticed that it was just four thirty in the afternoon, and it was a little strange:
"Why did you come back so early?"

"I didn't join the club, so I came back early." Makoto Futaba explained.

"Homecoming?" For some reason, Kaoru Suzuki's tone softened a bit.

Futaba Makoto pointed to himself: "Minister."

Kaoru Suzuki looked at Makoto Futaba and tapped his chin:
"It's completely beyond my imagination. You should be in the popular category at school."

"Because I'm handsome?" Shuangye Cheng put the bag on the sofa and sat down.

"Recalling the foreword, such a thick skin may not necessarily be popular."

"You're not cute at all when you're mean."

"I like where I'm not cute."

The two of them talked one by one, and they were no longer cautious when they first met, but instead they were somewhat familiar with each other's character.

"Do you like reading books?"

Seeing Suzuki getting up and putting the "Social Contract Theory" back on the shelf, Makoto Futaba asked.

"Not to mention liking."

"Then why?" Futaba Cheng wondered.

Suzuki Kaoru glanced at him, and after a while he said, "You can spend time in books, that's all."

"I thought you were a literary girl."

"Did you disappoint?" Suzuki Kaoru returned to the sofa and sat down: "I'm just an ordinary person."

"Just being cute is not an ordinary person."

Hearing this, Suzuki Kaoru suddenly raised a smile: "Mr. Landlord is a visual animal?"

Makoto Futaba shrugged: "Perhaps, have you heard of Merabin's Law?"

"If I remember correctly..." Suzuki Kaori turned his head to the side and thought for a few seconds, placing his thin white fingers on his chin:
"Melabin's rule states that 7% of a person's first impression is determined by the content of the conversation, 38% by gestures and other physical actions, and 55% by appearance."

"Positive solution, if it was the misunderstanding at the beginning, my appearance is a little more obscene, and you won't trust me so easily later, right?" Shuangye Cheng asked.

Suzuki Kaoru held his arms: "I don't refute the importance of appearance to impression, but your appearance does not affect my judgment of you."

"Just an example." Shuangye Cheng smiled:
"When there is no actual contact, people only rely on appearance, so I think humans are generally visual animals, including you and me."

Kaoru Suzuki didn't object, just looked at him with interest:
"You said so much, just to prove that I am also a visual animal?"

"Not at all."

"That's why."

"I just want to chat with you." Futaba Cheng said.

Kaoru Suzuki was stunned for a moment, then looked away a little unnaturally, she wrapped her temple hair behind her ears, and her small ears turned pink.

[Because of what you said, Kaoru Suzuki's mood has improved, and as a reward you got 80 exchange points]

After seeing the faint window, Makoto Futaba was a little surprised, because this was the first time he got the exchange points, and his point income in one day was only 8 points, and this reward was 80 points, which is ten days' worth.

"I want to chat with you." Makoto Futaba repeated to Kaoru Suzuki seriously.

"Why say it again?"

Kaoru Suzuki gave him a strange look.

"Cough, it's okay, I thought some key lines were triggered."

"Lines?"

"Please forget this."

……

It was not time for dinner yet, when Shuangye Cheng was going to go back to the room to rest for a while, the doorbell rang from the entrance not far away.

Nana wouldn't ring the doorbell so honestly in the morning, could that be a new tenant?
Makoto Futaba walked to the entrance and opened the door, only to find a courier in red outside the door.

"Hello, is it Teacher Gong Bai? There is a courier for you to check." The courier said.

Teacher Gong Bai...

"Are you talking about Gong Bai, I am her landlord." Shuangye Cheng explained.

"It turned out to be Mr. Landlord. Is Teacher Gongbai at home?" Although it was a little surprised that the Landlord was so young, the courier still asked.

"This point should be there, but she didn't leave the room so soon. Let me hand it over to her for you."

"Okay, please, please sign on this behalf."

After the courier left, Shuangye Cheng came to the end of the second floor with the courier box in his hand - he reached out and knocked on the door: "Student Gong Bai, there is your courier."

There is no response inside.

Shuangye Cheng tapped again: "Kong Bai classmate?"

There was still no response. Just when he thought Gong Bai Yuyou had gone out again, there was a sudden sound of small footsteps and the rustling of clothes in the room.

About a minute later, the door slowly opened the gap, revealing only half of 'Pikachu''s face, as if it was an emoji watching secretly.

"With your courier, it was sent from a place called Tiger's Den."

After hearing the address, 'Pikachu' suddenly stretched out his hands and snatched the box in his hand, very quickly.

"Student Gongbai?" Shuangye Cheng looked at this scene strangely, because he could feel the other party seemed a little nervous.

"Pi!" There was only one onomatopoeia in response.

"Okay, then I'll go back first, it will be dinner time." Shuangye Cheng smiled, although he was a little curious about why Gong Baiyuyou was so nervous, but he would not ask the other party, because it was a very rude behavior .

But just as Futaba Makoto was about to leave, 'Pikachu' reached out and grabbed the corner of his shirt.

(End of this chapter)