Tokyo host

Chapter 208 Winter Day
It was less than a week before the day of the Tenjin Festival, and the weather finally cooled down completely.

Futaba Makoto woke up from the cold today.

"Hiss, as expected, the temperature has dropped today." Makoto Futaba took a breath, but when he wanted to get up, he found something pressing on his body.

The soft touch and temperature in the quilt are extremely clear, and there are furry things—Makoto Futaba slowly opened the quilt, and Gong Bai Yuyou and Mei Lin huddled inside and breathed steadily.

When did you come here?

After Futaba Makoto glanced at the door not far away, he wanted to get out of bed and close the window.As a result, as soon as he moved, the girl entangled him like an octopus, and murmured dreamily:
"Cold, hug..."

Maybe it was the girl's soft cotton candy-like voice, Futaba Makoto thought about it, and finally chose to lie down and hug the girl into his arms, and then gently stroked her head.

Is it not cold to wear so little?

Randomly pulling a pillow under his neck, Makoto Futaba put his arms around the girl with one arm, and took out his phone with the other hand to look at it.

[Today's temperature: -6°]
"I don't know if it's snowing..." Shuangye Cheng was a little curious about the outside situation at this time, he thought about it, and finally got an extra pair of glasses in his hand.

After casually scanning the sleeping face of the girl in his arms, Shuangye Cheng coughed dryly and looked down.

The courtyard has long been covered with snow, and the whole world seems to have undergone a 360-degree change, but perhaps because there is not much snow at night, there are still some places that are relatively clean.

In front of the door, a short-haired girl was quietly sweeping the snow from the yard and road with a broom. She was wearing a thick coat and earmuffs, and she was a little more clumsy.

"It's still cleaning in such a cold day, why don't you talk to her about it." Makoto Futaba murmured.

Suzuki Kaoru seems to be too serious in some aspects, so it gives people a clumsy and cute feeling.Futaba Makoto looked at the others——

Sister Tang Xiaoke went to the unified residence of the office to train, so she was not at home.

Nana was not at home in the morning either, she seemed to have gone out for a morning run.

She is probably the only one who is still alive and kicking to exercise in snowy weather. As for younger sister Yuko... Futaba Makoto didn't look for the little girl's location on purpose, but saw Suzhen standing in the yard wearing thin clothes. Ninomiya Night.

The bamboo knife swung down again and again as if making a sound of piercing through the air, and the girl's breathing rose and fell with the beating of her chest.

"It's okay to practice swords in the winter with such little clothes, but you're still wearing mats." Makoto Futaba really didn't know how to complain, but this guy...

Not too small.

Futaba Makoto originally thought it was a whetstone, but it turned out that it was not what he thought. Although it was not as good as Miyabaro and Nana, it was only slightly smaller than Suzuki.

"It's clearly within the normal range, why are you always so excited when you mention it." When Makoto Futaba was talking, he found that his glasses had been taken off.

He froze for a moment, and met a pair of beautiful eyes that were as plain as water.

"Are you awake?" Makoto Futaba said.

At this time, the girl lowered her eyes and carefully observed the glasses in her hand. They were obviously just ordinary glasses with no prescription... Why did he wear them all the time and still show such a strange expression?
Gong Baiyu tried to wear it on his face.

The girl's face was originally small, but after wearing this pair of glasses, the expressionless pretty face seemed to become a little naive under the influence of men's large-frame glasses.

After Shuangye Cheng knew that the other party couldn't find out, he couldn't help smiling, stretched out his hand and pinched the other party's soft face: "Give it back to me, Gong Bai."

After Gong Baiyu found that there was really nothing worth paying attention to, she took off her glasses and returned them to Futaba Makoto, and then buried her face in his waist.

After a few seconds, she slowly turned her head:

"Really energetic."

Thinking of what he saw with the glasses just now, Makoto Futaba felt a little guilty: "It's not like you don't know that it's normal to have vitality."

"It's cold, I don't want to move..." Gong Bai Yuyou's body stuck to Futaba Cheng like a piece of chewing gum.

"Then lie down again." After Futaba Cheng finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and wrapped the girl into a seaweed roll. Looking at the girl who only showed a small head, he also got up and closed the window.

The house is well insulated so it will definitely be cooler outside than inside.That's why he is only wearing a thin long-sleeved dress now, and Gong Bai even only wears underwear, so he won't be shivering from the cold.

"It's almost time to take out the kotatsu. This year's winter comes earlier than before. Generally speaking, it will be cold after the Tenjin Festival." When Makoto Futaba was talking, he did not forget to turn on the main computer of the computer, Because what Merlin likes most is nestling on the mainframe.

After changing into a thick coat, Futaba Makoto left the room after seeing a person and a cat lying on the bed.

At this time, Yuko also came out. As soon as we met, the girl sneezed loudly: "Chirp!"

"Oh... good morning, brother Cheng, it's so cold today." Yuko's nose was almost running down in the morning.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

"Sister, that guy is pulling my quilt!"

"Okay." Makoto Futaba can probably imagine that scene, after all, it's not like he hasn't slept with Morning Morning before.

Yuko blinked suddenly in the morning, then hugged Futaba Makoto's arm and acted like a baby: "Brother Ah Cheng, it's so cold today, can I not go to school?"

"Then let me ask Aunt Huizi for you. If she is willing, I don't have any problems."

"Eh—forget it, mom will definitely not agree..."

"Just know it's impossible. When you come back from school, you can get into the kotatsu." Makoto Futaba smiled.

"Kotatsu? Yay!" After hearing the kotatsu, Yuko seemed very happy.

Because earthquakes often occur in this country, it is impossible to install geothermal heating, and there is no need to install it. Generally speaking, kotatsu is the most suitable heating tool.

It is also something that many families cannot do without in winter.

Coming to the first floor, Makoto Futaba also saw Kaoru Suzuki who pushed the door in. She took off her gloves, and her small nose was still red from the cold.

Seeing Makoto Futaba come down, the girl took off her coat: "Morning, I'm going to make breakfast now."

"Let me do it."

"This is my job," said Suzuki Kaoru.

"Occasionally you have to learn to be lazy." Makoto Futaba said with a smile, "You are too serious about many things."

"In nature, lazy animals are frozen to death." Kaoru Suzuki responded flatly.

"It's really a sharp complaint, but this is not the natural world." After putting on the apron, Makoto Futaba held a cooking knife, "What do you want to eat?"

Kaoru Suzuki hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Tempura."

"Huh?" After hearing the tempura, Makoto Futaba was stunned for a moment. It seemed that it was not good to eat this early in the morning.

But thinking about it carefully, this guy seems to really like this.

"I guess other people don't want to eat tempura."

"You can make it for me alone." Kaoru Suzuki said, but looked away, "I want to eat what you made."

Futaba Makoto looked at the short-haired girl who suddenly showed this appearance, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, Tempura."

"I'll make one for you alone."

"need my help?"

"If you don't mind giving me a massage, my waist is a little sore just after waking up." Futaba Makoto said jokingly.

In the next second, Futaba Makoto found a pair of soft hands stretched out from his waist, and then pressed him up clumsily and jerkyly. He turned his head. At this moment, Suzuki Kaoru was concentrating on helping him relax his back muscles—perhaps because he noticed When Makoto Futaba saw him, Kaoru Suzuki didn't look up: "What's wrong?"

"No, it just feels good."

"Just for a while."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that because Kaoru Suzuki is here, he seldom enters the kitchen, and he still needs to share more work.

[Tempura made successfully, cooking skill LV.4 (177/600)]

After filling the tempura into oil-absorbing paper, Makoto Futaba looked at the girl standing beside him: "There are no ingredients, otherwise it would be more perfect."

"It looks delicious." Suzuki Kaoru said.

She couldn't help but recall that when she first came here, Makoto Futaba also made her a tempura, and she happened to want to eat this very much at that time, and she didn't know if it was a coincidence.

"Okay, let's try it." Futaba Makoto said, "It's better to eat this thing while it's hot, and it won't taste good until breakfast time."

As he spoke, he also took out his chopsticks and handed them to Kaoru Suzuki.

"Crack." A crisp sound sounded, and after Kaoru Suzuki chewed a few times, he suddenly and slowly put down his chopsticks and looked at Makoto Futaba.

After seeing the girl not eating, Futaba Makoto looked at her with some doubts: "Why don't you eat, is it not delicious?"

"No, it's delicious."

"Yum, why are you looking at me like that?"

Kaoru Suzuki hesitated for a moment, and then sighed: "It's just strange how you make it more delicious than before. Obviously, if you don't cook for a long time, you will become unfamiliar."

"Maybe I have talent?"

"Perhaps." Kaoru Suzuki ate all the tempura, but found that Futaba Makoto stretched out her fingers towards herself at this time - she subconsciously wanted to back up, and the next second, she only felt a touch from the corner of her mouth, Futaba Makoto Picked up a tempura crumb,

"You actually finished eating all of them. It seems that you really like tempura. It's rare that you have such a cute side."

Kaoru Suzuki looked at Makoto Futaba, but her earlobes turned pink. She suddenly wiped her lips vigorously, and ran directly upstairs.

"Eh? Suzuki?" Seeing Kaoru Suzuki running away suddenly, Futaba Makoto stayed where he was a little strangely.

But he didn't think much about it. At this moment, the sound of the french windows opening sounded, Futaba Makoto turned his head and saw Ninomiya Ye walking in.

"Isn't it cold, Ninomiya-san?" Makoto Futaba asked.

"It's okay, it's not even a practice. I have tried to practice under the waterfall in colder weather than this." After Ninomiya Ye finished speaking, he was still sitting on the sofa and wiping the black bamboo knife with a handkerchief.

"Only you can do that."

Imagining a girl sitting under a waterfall to be baptized, Futaba Makoto subconsciously shuddered.

"Be careful to keep warm, after all, you are still injured."

"It's okay." After Ninomiya Ye finished speaking, his gaze slowly scanned Futaba Makoto.

Perhaps because of the strange reaction of the other party, Makoto Futaba wondered, "What's wrong?"

"Come once?" Ninomiya Ye asked suddenly.

"No, I'm tired."

"I didn't say anything to a girl, just once."

"How can you be so hungry?!"

Ninomiya Ye continued to wipe the bamboo knife: "Stingy."

"Is this a question of stinginess?!" Makoto Futaba only realized how obsessed this woman is with swords after living with Ninomiya Ye. This is completely stuck, otherwise she wouldn't bring the bamboo sword with her .

"I'm going to change clothes."

"Go."

After seeing Ninomiya Ye go upstairs, Makoto Futaba began to prepare breakfast.

Although there were a lot of people living there, Makoto Futaba was quite sure about the weight, and after a while the smell of fragrance hooked Yuko, that little glutton.

"Wow, it's snowing a lot." Yuko couldn't help saying, looking at the snow in the yard outside the window.

"After all, it's ahead of schedule."

"Will it affect the Tenjin Festival?" Yuko asked suddenly.

Futaba Makoto shook his head:
"Don't worry, it won't happen."

"This kind of snow will only fall for a short period, and it will be fine to clean it up a little at this level, and it will not affect the Tenjin Festival."

"Hey, that's good." Morning Yuko seemed to be looking forward to the arrival of the Tenjin Festival.

……

……

But what Futaba Makoto never expected was that the heavy snow fell for several days in a row, and there was no intention of stopping at all——

"Due to the continuous snowfall for many days, the temperature dropped to -11°C, and many schools in Fuyuki City issued notices to suspend classes, but despite this, many citizens still choose to go out..."

Watching the news on the TV, in the living room at this time, several people were huddling in the kotatsu and peeling oranges.

"I didn't expect our school to be closed." Makoto Futaba said.

The heavy snow fell for several days in a row, and the yard was also covered with thick snow at this time. Not only Kaoru Suzuki couldn't handle it, even Ninomiya didn't go out to practice swords.

Everyone is staying in this kotatsu at this time, and has no intention of going out at all.

"Kotatsu, so comfortable..." Nana and Yuko lay down on the kotatsu table at the same time in the morning, their faces flattened and expressions of happiness.

And the quilt on Futaba Makoto's lap suddenly moved, and then suddenly showed a pretty face.

Gong Bai Yuyou was wearing a little dinosaur pajamas, she was the only one who only showed her head outside, and all other parts were shrunk in the kotatsu.

"Are you so afraid of the cold?" When Makoto Futaba was talking, everyone nodded.

The only ones who looked better were Kaoru Suzuki, who was quietly flipping through the book at this time, and Ye Ninomiya, who was holding a bamboo knife and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

"It seems that I can't go to school today." Makoto Futaba said.

But what he is worried about is not this, but the sacrifice of the gods...

If this continues, the Heavenly God Festival will really not be held.

And in such cold weather, no tourists would be willing to come to the festival, right?
"Hmm." Just as Futaba Makoto was thinking, Gong Baiyuyou, who was lying on his lap, suddenly blinked her beautiful eyes, and then retracted her head into the kotatsu.

Futaba Makoto didn't care, but in the next second, his eyes slowly opened wide.

"Um?!"

"What's wrong?" Seeing Futaba Makoto's sudden reaction, the Zaoqian sisters on the side showed strange expressions.

"Ah...it's all right." Makoto Futaba forced a smile, then looked down.

Is this guy really not afraid?

(End of this chapter)