Tokyo host

Chapter 200 Woe Guilty!
A dazzling array of dolls are displayed on the shelves, looking very cute - Makoto Futaba picked up the Pikachu doll beside him, pinched his ears and glanced at Kaoru Suzuki.

At this time, the girl was also observing the dolls intently, it was hard to imagine that Kaoru Suzuki would be interested in these dolls.

"It looks cute." Makoto Futaba said.

Kaoru Suzuki nodded slightly.

She stretched out her fingers slowly, and when she was about to touch one of the dolls, Makoto Futaba smiled: "Suzuki, you still have the side of a little girl occasionally."

Fingers stopped in front of the doll, Kaoru Suzuki slowly looked away, and then put his hand down again.

"What's wrong?" Makoto Futaba asked curiously when Kaoru Suzuki avoided his gaze.

"Dont look at me."

Kaoru Suzuki blushed slightly, muttering.

"Eh?" Makoto Futaba was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, "Suzuki, you look a little cute."

"If someone finds out that you like dolls, you will be shy, what, junior high school student?"

"It's kind of surprising though, I thought you'd like something more hardcore."

Perhaps Futaba Makoto's appearance at this time slightly angered Kaoru Suzuki, she stretched out her hand expressionlessly, bent her index finger and middle finger, and then directly clamped Futaba Makoto's nose.

"It hurts—"

"What's wrong with liking dolls, perverted landlord?" Suzuki Kaoru said with a smile, but his face seemed to be covered with a shadow, and his smile was very scary.

Futaba Makoto immediately confessed: "Please forgive me, Miss Suzuki."

After Kaoru Suzuki let go of her hand, she picked up the pigeon doll beside her and squeezed it. Maybe she felt that the pigeon doll was cute, which made her want to buy it.

"Actually, you like dolls. Don't we have a big doll at home?" Makoto Futaba said with a smile. Of course, he was referring to a certain girl.

"The reason why dolls are dolls is because they have no emotions." Kaoru Suzuki looked down at the dolls and said, "They can carry my emotions. Although they are not alive, they can be a 'friend' who listens to me. They There is no resistance, no need to communicate with me, and because of this, the doll can accept all my emotions without any complaints."

"That's not something that a big doll can do."

"Dolls as friends." Although Futaba Makoto didn't know him very well, he somewhat understood the other party's thoughts.

Kaoru Suzuki always buried her inner thoughts deeply and was unwilling to share them with others. Makoto Futaba was also worried that she would be suffocated one day. If the reason why she likes dolls is really just like this...

"If there is someone who is willing to accept all your emotions without complaining, wouldn't it be better than a doll?" Makoto Futaba said, "Such a listener, a listener with emotions, will definitely be better than a doll." Dolls are stronger, right?"

Kaoru Suzuki heard this, she looked at Makoto Futaba for a long time, then turned her head away:
"Yes, so where is that person?"

"Or, does he exist?" There was a hint of indifference in the girl's question.

"Existence!" Futaba Makoto said seriously, "I..."

"This sentence, wait until you really do it." Suzuki Kaoru suddenly raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and then shook his head, "There are many things that can't be done just by talking."

"I'm an actionist." Before Makoto Futaba could finish speaking, Kaoru Suzuki had already gone to check out with the pigeon doll in his arms.

After seeing this, Makoto Futaba had no choice but to follow.

At this time, Kaoru Suzuki's footsteps suddenly stopped, she pushed her temple hair behind her ears and turned her head, her amber eyes rested on Futaba Makoto's face, she said softly:
"Of course, I am also looking forward to this day."

It was obviously a smile, but it fell into Futaba Makoto's heart, but he repeatedly pulled it hard.

After leaving the doll's house, Makoto Futaba tactfully did not bring up the topic just now, and Kaoru Suzuki was also kneading the pigeon doll in his arms.

Perhaps it was the soft touch on the doll that eased the girl's expression a lot.

"Buy a mobile phone first."

"Ah."

In the end, Makoto Futaba and Kaoru Suzuki chose AU's store. After choosing a package, they quickly settled on a cherry blossom-colored flip phone under the introduction of the clerk.

"Thank you for paying in advance." Kaoru Suzuki said to Futaba Makoto after walking out of the shop, looking at the phone in his hand.

"There is nothing to thank." Makoto Futaba shook his head, and then asked, "Is this phone all right?"

In fact, Makoto Futaba planned to replace Kaoru Suzuki with a SIM-type mobile phone at the beginning, but the girl finally chose the brand phone of the operator, and it was an all-in-one phone.

"It's enough for me. I can contact other people and go online." Kaoru Suzuki touched the screen with his finger, then turned to look at Makoto Futaba,
"Exchange address?"

"I almost forgot something important." Makoto Futaba took out his mobile phone, "Exchange the account number of Line, email is not as convenient as software."

Kaoru Suzuki had no objection, she pressed the button on her mobile phone, and after registering a Line account, she directly added Makoto Futaba.

Looking at the profile picture lying quietly in the contacts, Kaoru Suzuki put away the phone.

Perhaps for her, at present, only Makoto Futaba's contact information is needed in her mobile phone.

Of course, only for now.

It was noon before they knew it, so it was naturally impossible for them to rush back to eat, and the main reason was——

Gong Bai Yuyou doesn't know how to cook.

Neither will Nana in the morning.

Sister Tang Xiaoke went out to work part-time.

So when they go back to cook, it is naturally too late. Perhaps because they are aware of this, Makoto Futaba and Kaoru Suzuki originally planned to have a meal near here.

The two walked side by side, looking for a suitable restaurant to eat.

In the end, Kaoru Suzuki's eyes fell on a steak restaurant, and it was also a restaurant that specializes in civilian steak.

1999 yen Steak Set for Two.

"Want to eat steak?" Makoto Futaba asked.

Kaoru Suzuki said: "Of all the restaurants I saw just now, this one seems to be the cheapest."

"After all, the consumption in the city center is not low." Makoto Futaba smiled after finishing speaking, "Actually, we can eat something better. I'll treat you."

It is said to be a treat, but the income is actually obtained from the girls.

Of course they don't know either.

"No, this is fine." Kaoru Suzuki said.

Since Kaoru Suzuki decided to eat this restaurant, Futaba Makoto took her in together.

There are square tables in the clean shop, and there are quite a few people sitting inside.

"Two." Makoto Futaba said after the clerk came over.

"Yes, please come here."

After sitting down, Makoto Futaba ordered a set meal for two. The price/performance ratio of this restaurant is really good. In the price of less than [-] yen, there are rib eye steak, lemon music, pasta and fried eggs with black pepper sauce. Ning Le is in unlimited supply.

Suzuki Kaoru took a knife and fork and skillfully cut the steak into pieces of the same size. Because it was medium rare, the inside was not very red.

After doing all this, the girl slowly put down the knife and fork, and then reached out to switch the steak in front of Makoto Futaba with her own.

"Huh?" Makoto Futaba still hadn't recovered.

Kaoru Suzuki said with no expression at this time: "Just eat it directly."

Futaba Makoto reacted, and picked up the fork:
"She really looks like a virtuous wife, so I won't be polite."

Kaoru Suzuki didn't say much about Makoto Futaba's compliment. After she cut up her own steak, she gently rolled up the pasta with a fork and put it in her mouth.

Perhaps because of his good tutoring, Kaoru Suzuki's elegant appearance seems to be enjoying delicious food in a top western restaurant.

But this is just an ordinary steak fast food.

While eating, Kaoru Suzuki accidentally glanced at the passers-by outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and suddenly his face changed.

Futaba Makoto only felt his shoulders sink, and then found that the girl next to him was lying on top of him!

"Suzuki?" Just as Makoto Futaba was wondering, he subconsciously looked out the window, and found a familiar man walking side by side with his female companion on the street.

"Huh?" Futaba Makoto was a little surprised, "Ah, it's Mr. Suzuki Kusu."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Kaoru Suzuki beside him.

The girl hid her body, and the soft body and temperature were transmitted to Futaba Makoto's brain. Perhaps because she understood the reason, Futaba Makoto turned his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, and then directly hugged the girl into the in his arms.

Kaoru Suzuki was a little surprised by Futaba Makoto's actions, but he didn't resist and let Futaba Makoto hold him.

At this time, Suzuki Nan, who was passing by outside the window, didn't care about the actions of the two in the restaurant. He chatted and laughed with his companion, and left here soon.

After a while, Kaoru Suzuki suddenly whispered, "How long will you hold me?"

"Ah, I'm sorry." Futaba Makoto let go of his hand and apologized with a smile.

Kaoru Suzuki's clothes were full of wrinkles, she stretched out her fingers to smooth out the wrinkles on her chest, and then continued to eat the steak quietly.

Futaba Makoto didn't ask any more questions, and continued to eat.

Putting down the fork, Kaoru Suzuki glanced at Makoto Futaba, "Don't ask why?"

"I can probably guess it. After all, your surname is Suzuki, and... it should have something to do with your running away from home?" Futaba Makoto shook his head,

"Since you have no intention of speaking, I will not take the initiative to ask."

"Because I want to listen more than ask questions."

Perhaps the simple words touched the heartstrings, and a faint smile appeared on Kaoru Suzuki's face.

She sat up straight, gently rolled the spaghetti in front of her with a fork and said, "As you said, he is indeed someone I know."

"family?"

"Cousin." Kaoru Suzuki said.

"No wonder." Shuangye Cheng suddenly seemed to think of something, and looked at the girl, "The firm Tang Xiaoke interviewed before, could the friend you mentioned be..."

Kaoru Suzuki admitted generously: "It's me."

"Mr. Suzuki Kusu asked me about you at the time, but when he heard your name, he said he didn't know you."

"Because he is a smart man." Kaoru Suzuki said.

Makoto Futaba thought about it, but he understood everything. It seems that Kaoru Suzuki ran away from home, and this cousin chose to help her.

"But why did you avoid him just now?"

"I don't want to see you, that's all."

"Really." Makoto Futaba did not ask further, because he also found that the girl had no intention of continuing.

After eating, the two left the restaurant and prepared to go back to Xiaoxiongzhuang.

After all, I'm going to meet Ninomiya Night in the afternoon, so I have to go back early.

……

As soon as he got home, Futaba Makoto smelled the burning smell of the house, which made his expression slightly taken aback.

Where is the fire? !
He took off his shoes and ran quickly to the living room. When he turned his head to look at the kitchen, he saw a 'Pikachu', Zao Nana and Yuko crowded in front of the stove. In the morning, Nana's face was as dirty as if she had come back from digging coal, and even Gong Baiyu's furry yellow face had turned into Pikachu's black face.

Today's explosion rate is really high.jpg
The scene in front of him made Makoto Futaba suddenly think of the emoticons in his mobile phone.

"Ah Cheng, you're back!"

"Brother Cheng!"

"Skin!"

The three of them saw Makoto Futaba and Kaoru Suzuki behind him, as if they had seen the savior.

After Makoto Futaba approached the kitchen, he finally discovered the source of the burnt smell, which was the black, inexplicable substance like coke in the pot.

"You... have you cooked?" Makoto Futaba asked suspiciously.

"No, no, I just reheated Suzuki's rice." Nana said with a guilty conscience in the morning, and then quickly explained, "Of course it wasn't on purpose, the microwave is broken!"

"Sure enough, I can't let you cook. How can anyone burn a dish like this?" Makoto Futaba sighed.

But then he saw 'Pikachu' holding his belly, and turned his back with some guilt.

"Ok?"

"Actually, Gong Bai put it in, and it was she who forgot to look at the fire." Morning Nana on the side whispered, and then raised her hand, "I just accidentally broke the microwave."

Only Yuko shrugged her little nose: "Brother Cheng, these two are the culprits!"

Perhaps because of Yuko's sonorous accusation, 'Pikachu' knelt down on the ground with a bang, and then held up a sign——

[(ω) Nest pleads guilty! ]
"Really, you are too incapable of taking care of yourself. Suzuki and I just went out for a morning, and you made the kitchen like this." Makoto Futaba sighed, and then took another look at the horrible black substance in the pot, because Everything has been carbonized, so you can't see what it is at all.

"Let's clean up the kitchen first, and I can make it for you again with the ingredients." Kaoru Suzuki didn't blame them, but said instead.

"Thank you, Suzuki!" In the morning, Nana and Pikachu showed gratitude, and even the yellow mouse hugged Kaoru Suzuki's slender legs in white pantyhose, as if acting like a spoiled child.

Kaoru Suzuki said expressionlessly: "Miyabai, please don't touch my legs."

'Pikachu' immediately retracted the little hand that was measuring the curve of Kaoru Suzuki's leg, and then obediently stood up.

"Sure enough, this family can't do without us." Makoto Futaba was wiping the faces of Nana and Yuko in the morning with a handkerchief, looking at the messy kitchen, he couldn't help sighing.

Don't let them touch the kitchen in the future.

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