Can't Stop Drawing

"There's no difference."

Hearing this answer, Link touched his chin and turned to look at Haruhi Suzumiya.

While Link was distracted, the boss quietly pushed the sword of light with his fingers to keep it away from his neck.

When Link came back to his senses, the boss immediately stopped his small movements.

"Okay... Thank you so much, boss." Putting away the sword of light, Link patted the boss on the shoulder with a smile.

"As long as you're happy. Then~ what do you want?"

……

In the early morning, Mrs. Suzumiya got up early, and after tidying herself up briefly, she began to prepare breakfast for her husband and daughter, as well as lunch at noon.

Every morning is a busy day, and today is no exception.

The rice is steamed, the side dishes are fried, and the bento boxes for two people are taken out and placed on a plate.This is a loving bento from my wife and mother, where she can give free rein to her own ideas.

After finishing all this, she needs to go upstairs to wake up the two people who are still sleeping, let them wash up and wake up, and taking advantage of this time, Mrs. Suzumiya can prepare a table of delicious breakfast.

The relatively troublesome fried egg sausage in breakfast has just been prepared, and the relatively simple milk bread is left, which will be ready in a few minutes.

To wake up her husband, Mrs. Suzumiya knocked on the child's door a few times.

"Haruhi, wake up!"

dong dong.

"Chunri, it's getting late, you should get up too, or you'll be late if you don't get up."

dong dong.

Knock twice more, but there is still no response in the room, Mrs. Suzumiya frowned, feeling puzzled.

Holding the doorknob tightly, Mrs. Suzumiya turned it lightly, but did not open it.

Of course, as soon as a child enters adolescence, he will want his own space and have little secrets that he does not want adults to discover.

Mrs. Suzumiya certainly understands her child's thoughts, after all, she had a similar experience when she was young.

But understanding is understanding, respect is respect, and the preparations that should be made still need to be done. For example, she took out the room key and opened the door to enter.

"Haruhi, how many times have I told you, you..."

While roaring, she pushed the door open and entered, seeing everything in the room, Madam Suzumiya was stunned.

The quilt was neatly folded on the bed, the student uniform was hung on the wall, and the schoolbag was neatly placed on the table, as if to go out at any time.

It's just that at this moment, Haruhi Suzumiya is not here.

Looking at the open window, Mrs. Suzumiya went to the window, looked out, and found a few shoe prints.

"Why did this kid run out in the middle of the night again!?"

The angry Mrs. Suzumiya felt that Haruhi Suzumiya must be educated this time to let her understand how wrong her behavior was.

Walking quickly back to the living room, Mrs. Suzumiya met Mr. Suzumiya who came out of the bathroom in the corridor.

Seeing his wife's angry look, Mr. Suzumiya glanced at the direction she was coming, and knew that it was Haruhi who made her angry again.

"What's the matter? Did Haruhi make you angry again?"

"Hmph! She's about to turn upside down!"

"What the hell can she do?"

The angry Mrs. Suzumiya pointed to Haruhi's room: "She went out again in the middle of the night yesterday!"

"Oh, isn't that the only thing, it'll be fine when you come back."

"But she didn't come back."

"I didn't come back... what!? Didn't come back!?" Mr. Suzumiya was also anxious now, and he became more panicked than Mrs. Suzumiya.

Seeing her husband panicking, Mrs. Suzumiya rubbed her forehead and shook her head. She couldn't understand why she chose this guy in the first place, when she had several more reliable and better suitors.

Ignoring her husband who had become unreliable, Mrs. Suzumiya picked up the cell phone in the living room, and called Haruhi Suzumiya's number.

After a few seconds, the call was connected.

"Haruhi! Where did you go yesterday!? Why haven't you come back yet!?" Mrs. Suzumiya asked loudly without any explanation.

Mr. Suzumiya went to his wife, hugged her, and asked him to listen too.

With some disgust, she pressed the speakerphone, and Mrs. Suzumiya put the phone on the table so that her husband could also hear it.

At this time, Suzumiya Haruhi's voice came from the phone.

"Mom, I eloped with my boyfriend."

In an instant, both Mr. Suzumiya and Mrs. Suzumiya stopped breathing.

……

Sakurajima, the imperial capital, the mansion of the Nuragumi.

This is an old Japanese-style building, which is a real historic site. Although necessary modernization has been carried out over the years to make its occupants live more comfortably, it still cannot change its own attributes.