Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

"Okay? He's starting to take care of himself!" The noble horse in this field snorted, but before he could continue, a vague voice next to him interrupted him.

"Please, please drink tea."

Sorata Honjo, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, with several bags on his head, brought the tea to Kotegawa Kamimi with trembling hands.

Furutegawa Shinmi hurriedly took it and looked at him sympathetically.

This Uncle Benchang deserved to be as famous as the Second Uncle Jian back then. He was unambiguous in beating people, regardless of whether he was born or not.

Seeing him like this, Sorata really wanted to cry this time, just now his father dragged him into the room without saying a word, just gave him a big beating, look at him.

Even after the beating was over, he still had to continue to serve tea and water and wait on him.

"Is this really the treatment of a biological son?"

The young man with a bruised nose and a swollen face moved his butt to one side, and sat obediently on his knees, with his body bent slightly, as if he was sitting on an earthen seat, really waiting for the tea to be poured.

Seeing his posture this time, the noble horse couldn't help but clenched his fists, and said to Furate Chuan Shen in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, I really made you laugh today."

Furute Chuan Shenjian lowered his head and took a sip of his tea. It was the first time in his life that he had encountered such a thing, and for a while he really didn't know how to smooth things over.

In fact, he also couldn't understand why Sorata suddenly yelled and rushed over like he was dying.

This is definitely a deliberate faultfinding!

If he had been attacked by this kind of sneak attack, no matter how good his temper was, he would definitely screw the opponent's head off.

Konta Sorata quietly moved to the corner, away from his father and Furutekawa Shinmi.

He didn't know why he did this, but maybe this was the subconscious instinctive reaction of intelligent creatures when they encountered danger?

The noble horse doesn't want to stay here anymore, anyway, after the fat beating just now, his anger has almost disappeared.

He stood up: "I'll go and see if the sushi has arrived, you're welcome to Xiaojian, just treat it as being at home."

He and Kenji Furategawa have been good friends since kindergarten, so he really didn't see Kamito Furudegawa as an outsider.

Furutekawa agreed and watched him go out.

Then, Sorata Honjo next to him lay down on the tatami with a "click", and then jumped up again, dragging his numb feet, with a panicked expression: "Let's go! Go to my room ! Otherwise, when he comes back, I will have to kneel again!"

"If you don't go up, Uncle Kima probably won't come back either..." Furate Chuan Shen saw a solemn expression on his face, got up and followed upstairs.

There are two rooms on the second floor. Benchang Sorata limped towards the inner room while leaning on the wall, and said by the way: "My sister's room is next to her. She probably hasn't come back yet. That person is usually Entering the door during the locked time."

Furutegawa Shinmi glanced at it, and saw that the door was locked, and there was a small wooden sign on the door with the name "Youjia" written on it.

This field Sorata opened the door of his room casually, and there was only a lonely handle on his door, and there was no chain eye.

"Don't look under the bed and the lowest drawer of the desk, you can do whatever else you want, I'll go get some drinks."

Furutegawa Kami saw Moran, and thought that if this was in ancient times, Sorata would definitely be the protagonist in the story of "There is no silver 300 taels here".

"I'll go with you."

"The refrigerator is downstairs, and it's too noisy for the two of you to go down." Benza Sora ran to the stairs and looked around for a while, probably feeling that his father hadn't come back yet, so he tiptoed down quietly.

Seeing that Furutekawa didn't insist on following, he stood at the door with his legs rooted, watching his eyes, nose, nose, and heart.

Soon, Benchang Kongta came back, holding a bottle of happy water in his hand, but he had a bitter expression on his face: "You go in and sit down first, my father is calling me to run errands, and by the way, I have to ask my old sister to come back." Home, this is bad luck..."

Kotekawa Kamitami subconsciously said, "I'll go too."

"No need, it's on this street anyway, and I'll be back in a few minutes!" Benchang Sora waved his hand, and went downstairs a few more steps.

Furutekawa Kamimi held the ice-cold happy water, hesitated for a moment, then turned and entered the room of Honjo Sorata.

It seems that it is not good to stand still and be a door god.

The room in this space is not too big, with a small single bed, a desk, and a small wardrobe.

The wall next to the bed was covered with posters, and the desk was lined with books.

There is a guitar by the side of the bed.

Kotegawa Kamimi took a general look, pulled the only chair over, and sat at the door farthest from the bed and desk.

But as soon as he sat down, there was a sound of the door opening in the corridor outside.

A long-haired girl in light yellow pajamas appeared at the door here.

"Sorata, help me get a bottle to drink..." The girl stopped abruptly before she finished speaking.

Obviously, he didn't expect a stranger to be sitting in his brother's room.

Kamito Furutokawa reacted very quickly, turned his head as soon as he glanced at it, and explained by the way: "He went to help run errands."

The girl didn't answer, she turned around and ran back to her room with a whoosh.

"Bang!" The door next door slammed shut.

Furutegawa Kamimi shook his ears.

She should be Sorata's older sister, right?The one with the girlfriend.

Didn't you say you were not at home?

But the two siblings look different, the elder sister is much prettier than the younger brother, and has fair skin, slender and straight legs... and is at least five centimeters taller than Sora Sora.

The only fly in the ointment is probably that the front is a little dull.

He was thinking wildly, and not long after, the girl who ran away just now came again.

She poked her head at the door, with an embarrassed expression on her face: "Well, I'm really sorry just now, I thought it was Sorata."

Furutekawa got up and said politely: "I'm still being too presumptuous, he is indeed back, but just now my uncle asked him to help with errands."

"So that's how it is, that's how it is..." This field Yujia quietly sized up Furutegawa Shinmi, observing his reaction.

In fact, it doesn't matter what happened to my brother.

The point is that her hair is disheveled and her face is upright, so she looks upright.

Fortunately, he was wearing pajamas. If it were shorts and a vest, he would probably have to consider another planet to live tonight.

Furutegawa Kamimi's eyes were clear, there was nothing unusual about it, and there was nothing uncomfortable about it, which made the embarrassment in her heart dissipate a little.

She stopped hiding, stood at the door, folded her hands in front of her body, and bowed slightly: "Well, it's the first time we meet, I'm Sorata's older sister, I'm going to have a good time."

Furutegawa Kammi cupped his hands and bowed: "It's the first time we meet, my name is Furutegawa Kami, and I'm from Ina City, Nagano."

This way of greeting is a bit strange, but Youjia didn't have time to get entangled in this scene, and said with a surprised face: "So it's you? The child of my old friend's family."

Today her father asked her and her younger brother to pick up someone at the station, but she found it troublesome and didn't want to go, so she found an excuse to sleep in the house.

She carefully looked at Furutegawa Kamimi, her cheeks suddenly turned red.

"Oh, this young man is so, so handsome! He looks better than the popular idol...Look at the eyebrows, the eyes, the nose, the mouth, the shape of the face...it's as if a god has licked it himself! If I had known how good-looking she was, I shouldn't have made excuses not to go..."

Furutegawa Kamito hummed: "It's me."

This time, Youjia came back to her senses and apologized: "I'm sorry, Sorata and I were supposed to pick you up together."

This matter still needs to be discussed quickly, after all, she should go to this matter and her brother knows it well, so she can't hide it.

Kamito Furutokawa didn't take it seriously at all, waved his hand and said: "No, please don't be so polite, Mr. Sorata has helped me a lot, I am very grateful... and it is true that the things of the people around you are more important."

"People around you? What people around you?" A trace of doubt flashed in Youjia's mind in this field, but quickly flashed out from the other side.

Her brother hasn't come back yet, so it doesn't seem to be a problem for the two of them to stand and talk like this.

But in my brother's room, there is only one chair. If she goes in, she will probably have to sit on the bed... This, seems a little frivolous?

Youjia hesitated for a moment, and said, "Well, if you don't mind, please wait in my room first?"

Furutekawa was stunned at the sight, and declined politely: "It's pretty good here."

It's not his style to rashly enter a girl's boudoir.

Just like when he was at home, he would never enter Xiao Chihaya's bedroom when she was alone at home.

Not guilty of anything, just don't want to do it.

"Hmm..." Youjia rubbed her little hands in this field, a little shy: "It would be too rude to let the guests just stand like this, so please don't be polite... Please rest assured, my room doesn't stink, Always cleaned well."

"Do not……"

"Please be sure to take a look!"

"..."

Furute Chuan Shenjian thought for a while, then cupped his hands and said, "Then I will disturb you."

In this field, Youjia hurriedly said "this way please", and then took the lead.

Furutegawa Shinmi followed behind her and took a few steps.

"Please, please come in!" Standing at the door, Youjia's heart beat uncontrollably faster.

The guests did as they wanted, and Kamito Furudegawa walked in without looking around, and sat cross-legged at the small round table beside the bed.

This room was at least twice as big as the one in this field, and it was indeed clean, with a faint fresh fragrance in the air.

In this field, Youjia sat across from him very politely, his mind spinning quickly, thinking about what to talk about next.

hobby?Entertainment gossip?Blood type constellation?Or a game?

"Huh?" Furutegawa Kamimi, who was not looking around, caught a cold glimpse of something he couldn't ignore out of the corner of his eye—it wasn't the pajamas he just took off on the bed, but a sheath with a handle beside the desk. long sword.

In this field, Youjia followed his gaze, but saw the pajamas that had just been changed in a hurry and hadn't had time to pack.

She blushed instantly, and in an instant, a great sense of shame overwhelmed her.

"Ah, I clearly swore that the room was cleaned properly, but when I turned my head, people saw the pajamas lying around... It's really shameful!"

"What should I do? I want to die a bit..."

Chapter 6 A family in this field ([-])

Guate Chuan noticed her strangeness, thought that his gaze was too impolite, and hurriedly said: "Sorry, I was just a little surprised, nothing else."

"Surprised? Surprised that what I said was different from what I did?" Youjia felt even more ashamed in this field, covering her face with her hands tightly, wishing she could find a hole in the ground and slip in.

"No...it's me who should apologize."