Tokyo host

Chapter 277 The Lively Futaba Family
"Let's go senior, I've already packed everything."

In the rental house, Kojima Shoko wiped the sweat from his forehead, then hugged Makoto Futaba's arm, rubbing against her like a kitten, "Thank you for your hard work."

"What's my hard work..." Makoto Futaba withdrew her gaze from the room, and suddenly asked curiously, "Xiaojima, where's your mother?"

Hearing Makoto Futaba's words, Shoko Kojima's expression suddenly turned lonely. After Makoto Futaba realized that he had asked something that shouldn't be asked, he chose to change the subject: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Perhaps it was because Futaba Makoto's ability to change the subject was too blunt, causing Kojima Shoko to burst out laughing.

Then he reached out to pat Makoto Futaba on the back.

Crackling and a little sore.

"Senior, I like you more and more." Shoko Kojima raised his head and smiled very straightforwardly.

"I have a girlfriend." Futaba Makoto replied.

"I know, that perverted girl." Kojima Shoko looked indifferent at the moment, "Anyway, I have a chance before you get married, no..."

The girl glanced at Futaba Cheng with an ambiguous look, "Even if you get married, you can get a divorce."

Kojima Shoko's appearance is petite and cute, very similar to Saito Niao Niao in a certain girl group, as long as she says this to a normal man, she will always feel itchy.

but……

Futaba Makoto suddenly gave a wry smile, did he go too far?
Although it was a matter that Gong Baiyuyou strongly supported, he still received a little condemnation in his heart.

"By the way, let's eat hamburger meat tonight." Futaba Makoto smiled.

"Senior~~~ You changed the subject again."

"..."

night.

Futaba Makoto came to the yard. He was wearing thin long sleeves and holding a samurai sword.

The one in his hand was not a bamboo sword, but a real Katana sword, pure black, about one meter long, shining sharply under the moonlight.

"Whew." Futaba Makoto clenched the handle of the knife with concentration, and chopped it off with all his might.

once.

twice.

……

Simple Suzhen training is an indispensable basic skill in kendo. After what happened this afternoon, Makoto Futaba realized that he should practice well.

After messing with a woman like that, who knows what kind of trouble will happen next time.

That extremely powerful bodyguard was the strongest opponent Makoto Futaba had ever met. If he hadn't been taking drugs, he might really have collapsed there.

"You can't always rely on the system." Makoto Futaba's dark eyes were extremely firm, and he swung his katana again and again.

Before he knew it, sweat had soaked the back of his long sleeves, but in such a cold night, Futaba Makoto's exercise speed did not slow down.

After Suzhen finished, Makoto Futaba started the training of double-sword style. The Ertian First Class taught by his grandfather requires a lot of physical fitness. This is why Futaba Makoto gave up kendo. A sick man who would vomit blood after running a few laps.

But now, he can devote himself wholeheartedly to the way of swordsmanship.

"Only if you are strong enough, can you have the capital to fish." Makoto Shuangye also gradually understood this truth.

[Special · Two-day first-class proficiency improvement]

【Currently: lv.2】

Suddenly, Futaba Cheng's hand was put down, he was stunned for a moment, and as if he had realized something, he picked up the pair of knives and swung to chop.

The sound of piercing the air kept ringing, and occasionally there was a metal buzzing. After several lights of swords in the night, Futaba Makoto looked at a dead leaf that was falling in front of him...

After it landed on the ground, Makoto Futaba slowly inserted the two knives back into the scabbard, and then gently swept the ground with his feet - the dead leaves were blown by the wind, and the original complete appearance suddenly broke into pieces in the next second. Cut two pieces, four pieces... and finally turned into powder and dissipated.

Futaba Makoto thought for a long time after seeing this scene.

"Did I realize it myself, or did the system upgrade it for me?"

Futaba Makoto pulled out a samurai sword, the black blade gave off a slight cold light, as if telling him the answer.

continue.

Futaba Makoto rubbed his sore arm, and continued to chop.

And on the wooden corridor in the distance, a short-haired girl was sitting in the corner holding a cat, quietly watching him practice sword.

She has been there since the beginning of sword practice.

"Meow." The fat cat in his arms seemed a little restless. After all, the corridor outside the house was a bit cold, which made the cat who always liked warmth want to go back to the house.

After noticing this scene, the short-haired girl let go of her hand slightly.

Perhaps it was better to know that it was better for her to accompany the girl here, after the fat cat licked its nose, it slid into her arms and refused to leave.

The girl stroked the cat, but her amber eyes did not leave Makoto Futaba in the distance for a moment.

"Dong dong." But there seemed to be a noisy sound upstairs, and the short-haired girl couldn't help but look up.

……

"What are you doing?"

"Skin."

At the door of Futaba Makoto's room, Kojima Shoko was standing there in loose pajamas with a pillow in his arms, and beside her, 'Pikachu' was also holding a small pillow.

The two women looked at each other.

"..." Shoko Kojima seemed a little unhappy, thinking with his butt, he knew what Gong Baiyu wanted to do.

At this time, 'Pikachu' just held the pillow with his hands, and then looked at her straight.

"What are you doing? I came here to sacrifice myself for Senior." Shoko Kojima said.

'Pikachu' flicked on the spot, ears raised high, "Skin."

"I don't understand what you mean." Shoko Kojima said, suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and pointed out, "Ah, there is strawberry cake on the first floor!"

"Skin?!"

'Pikachu' appeared at the fence in an instant, then stood on tiptoe and looked down.

Plastic eyes full of question marks, where?
"Idiot." Kojima Shoko let out a smirk, then slammed open the door and rushed in, then locked it directly with his backhand.

Hmph, fight with me.

Seniors are mine now.

Kojima Shoko turned around, but found that Makoto Futaba was not in the room, and on the balcony not far away, a brown-haired girl opened the balcony door and walked in, wiping her wet hair with a towel.

After seeing Shoko Kojima, Nana froze for a moment in the morning, and then asked curiously, "Student Kojima, are you looking for Makoto? He hasn't come back yet."

"Morning Senior, why are you in Senior's room?" Shoko Kojima pointed and was still taking a shower here.

"Of course I wash it up and wait for Cheng to come back..." Nana suddenly blushed in the morning, and then looked away, "Come back and play games."

"game?"

Just before Kojima Shoko recovered, the door behind her was suddenly kicked open, and short furry legs appeared, and 'Pikachu' staggered in, and then directly put the little Shima Shoko fell to the ground.

[(°д°)Where is the cake? ! ]
"Is this the point? Get up quickly, your chest will be crushed by you!"

"Skin!"

……

Downstairs, a certain short-haired girl listened to the noise upstairs, and she took a sip of tea slowly.

Really lively.

(End of this chapter)