Tokyo host

Chapter 224 Together

"Ah!"

Futaba Makoto shrunk his thick coat and blew his nose with a tissue placed by the bedside.

It was really unfortunate that he caught a cold.

"Don't go to school today, get a good night's sleep." At this time, a short-haired girl picked up the thermometer and looked at the reading by the bed, and said calmly.

Futaba Makoto also showed a helpless expression. He felt that his whole body was sore, and he was indeed unable to go to school.

Although medicine can be used to solve this problem, it is only a cold after all, so using medicine is a bit of a fuss, and Futaba Makoto's points do not allow him to use it indiscriminately.

"Can't sleep." Makoto Futaba said.

Kaoru Suzuki glanced at him with beautiful eyes, and then said: "Close your eyes and you will be able to fall asleep soon."

"I need a pretty girl to tell me a bedtime story."

"When did you learn to be poor-mouthed?"

"I was infected by you, so take responsibility."

Hearing Makoto Futaba's slapstick words, Kaoru Suzuki slowly closed his eyes, as if he couldn't refute.She got up and left the room, and came in a few minutes later with a book in her arms.

She sat on the edge of the bed and brushed her sideburns behind her ears.

"Knee pillow." Makoto Futaba said.

Kaoru Suzuki looked at Makoto Futaba, and asked with a half-smile, "Why do you feel like you've changed after you caught a cold?"

"It's your illusion." Makoto Futaba said.

Kaoru Suzuki didn't continue talking, but directly put her slender legs on the bed, leaned her back against the head of the bed, and patted her thigh lightly.

Makoto Futaba directly laid it on the pillow, her thighs were full of elasticity, and they were still very smooth to the touch.

"You." Seeing Makoto Futaba touching her thighs wearing white pantyhose, Kaoru Suzuki couldn't help but trembled slightly, she stretched out her hand and pinched Makoto Futaba's nose, "Keep an inch! "

"It hurts, it hurts, I was wrong." Futaba Makoto immediately begged for mercy, and then put his face on Suzuki Kaoru's lower abdomen, "Please tell me."

Seeing that Makoto Futaba was completely different from usual, Kaoru Suzuki sighed softly.But she doesn't hate being treated like this by him, it's just that she's not used to someone touching her body.

No matter which part it is, being touched is a tingling sensation similar to electric current, which makes Kaoru Suzuki very uncomfortable.

Seeing Makoto Futaba close his eyes, Kaoru Suzuki opened the book in his hand and read slowly——

"A long time ago, there was a landlord."

"He was seriously ill, so he was in bed all year round and needed someone to take care of him."

"On this day, the maid who was in charge of feeding him the medicine suddenly killed the landlord directly."

"It turned out that she had long planned to murder the landlord, and the maid cruelly divided the landlord's body into several pieces..."

Futaba Makoto suddenly opened his eyes.

"Wait, why does this story sound so weird?"

"It's just an ordinary suspense story." Kaoru Suzuki said lightly.

"Is this suitable for listening to before going to bed?"

"perhaps?"

"Don't tell scary stories before people go to bed, huh?!"

After hearing the words, Suzuki Kaoru slowly closed the book: "In that case, you should rest well."

"...How do I feel that you did it on purpose?"

"No, you misunderstood." After Kaoru Suzuki finished speaking, he slowly lowered his eyes to look at Futaba Makoto, "But you can sleep a little longer."

Futaba Cheng slowly closed his eyes, and continued to enjoy the knee pillow service: "Then I won't be polite."

Suzuki Kaoru's body has a faint fragrance, which smells quite comfortable.

Not long after, Futaba Makoto fell asleep.

Kaoru Suzuki looked at his sleeping face quietly, then stretched out his hand and gently brushed aside the bangs on his forehead, his facial features were straight and sunny, it was no wonder that girls liked him so much.

After watching for a while, Kaoru Suzuki's face slowly leaned towards Makoto Futaba.

Perhaps it was the itching caused by the drooping hair, after Futaba Cheng frowned slightly, he turned over.

After Kaoru Suzuki saw this scene, she slowly straightened up, and then adjusted her attention to the books.

Her face was calm and natural, but the red ears seemed to have betrayed her.

……

I don't know how long it took.

Makoto Futaba woke up.

The sky outside the window had already darkened, and he slept all day.

At this time, there was a soft and warm touch from the quilt. Futaba Makoto froze for a moment, then slowly opened the quilt, and found a girl lying in his arms, hugging him tightly.

"Nana?" Makoto Futaba originally thought it would be Kaoru Suzuki, but it turned out to be Nana Asakara.

"Ah Cheng, you're awake." In the morning, Nana got her head out of the quilt, leaned her chin on his chest and asked with a smile, "Is it better? Do you still have a fever?"

The girl's slightly ruddy cute face made Futaba Makoto couldn't help reaching out and stroking the other's face.

"Eh?" Being touched by Futaba Makoto so tenderly, Nana's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then obediently rubbed his palm.

Seeing Morning Nana who was like a small animal, Futaba Makoto couldn't help but move his hand down.

"Don't do bad things." Morning Nana stuck out her tongue,
"The door is not locked."

"You can do bad things if you lock it?" Makoto Futaba smiled.

"That, that's not impossible." After Nana twitched a bit in the morning, she suddenly found Futaba Makoto's courage increased, "Ah Cheng, you seem to be different from usual."

"Really?" Futaba Makoto couldn't help but think about it after hearing Nana say the same words as Kaoru Suzuki in the morning.

What's the difference from usual?
Without continuing to think about it, Makoto Futaba looked at the girl in his arms and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Because I want to help you share a little bit, as long as you pass the virus to Nana, you will be better." Nana said in the morning.

"Although I am very happy to hear these words, the virus will not disappear through transmission."

Makoto Futaba also stood up at this time. He found that his body was not as sore as in the morning, so he put on thick clothes and opened the door.

Suzuki Kaoru was preparing dinner, Miyabai Yuyou seemed to be still in the room.

When he saw Makoto Futaba go downstairs, Kaoru Suzuki said, "Go and drink the glass of warm salt water on the table, as well as the medicine."

Futaba Makoto looked at the table not far away, and found that there was indeed a glass of water and a few capsules.

In the morning, Nana jumped down the stairs lightly in two steps, and then brought up the medicine and water: "Here, Ah Cheng."

"Thank you." After Futaba Makoto finished taking the medicine and water, Chen Nana on the side showed a curious look, "How is it, is it better?"

Shuangye Cheng: "..."

How can it work so quickly?

"Where's Gong Bai?" Futaba Makoto asked.

"In the room, it seems to be busy with something." Kaoru Suzuki said.

Probably because the CM comic exhibition is coming soon, Gong Bai is hurrying up, right?
Makoto Futaba put on his glasses and looked up, and sure enough, he saw Gongbai Yuyou who was busy in front of the drawing board, but his angle just happened to be able to see more things clearly, whether it was lines or petals.

"Ah Cheng, are you short-sighted?" Nana asked curiously when she saw Futaba Makoto raised her head and remained motionless.

"Ah, no." Makoto Futaba glanced at Nana in the morning, took off his glasses, then shook his head with a smile, "As expected, Nana is stronger."

"More powerful?"

"Yes, some protruding places." Makoto Futaba said.

"A place to exercise?"

"...Well, it can be regarded as exercise."

During dinner time, everyone saw Gong Bai Yuyou staggering down the stairs wearing a full-footed insect doll costume. She picked up the plate on the dining table with a blank expression, and then staggered up: "Skin."

"..."

Everyone looked at each other.

"What are you up to?" Suzuki Kaoru seemed to feel something special.

"Yuyou has a part-time job as an illustrator, and the part-time work may be busy these days." Makoto Futaba helped explain.

Suzuki Kaoru nodded lightly, and Haruka Nana was not surprised to be an illustrator of Miyabai Yuyu because she had worked as a model.

Of course, Gong Bai is not an illustrator, but a serious book artist.

And he is still the god of pure love who has no plans to go ashore.

……

The night gradually deepened, perhaps because he had slept all day, Futaba Makoto was not sleepy at all.

He was lying on the bed and swiping his phone, and he didn't forget to send a greeting message to Ke Kejiang.

But Coco Sauce hasn't responded to messages recently and the game is online, Futaba Cheng thinks she probably has something to do.

Two in the morning.

"Ding."

There was a shake from the window, which attracted the attention of Makoto Futaba, who was holding the handheld and playing games——

He froze for a moment, then turned his head, only to find that with the sound of a window being pushed and pulled, a girl came in directly through the window.

Seeing the girl's cat-like proud expression, Futaba Makoto's face showed surprise: "Nanai, why did you come in through the window?"

"Hey, because it's not easy to be found." In the morning, Nana took off her shoes and got under the quilt, then stretched out her hands and hugged Futaba Makoto's waist coquettishly, "I know Gong Bai often goes to your room, so I You picked the right time to come here, isn't it smart?"

"And you won't be found if you climb the window."

Seeing the girl's smiling face, Futaba Makoto suddenly felt distressed for some reason. He stretched out his hand and gently squeezed Nana's face in the early morning: "Just come in through the door."

"No, it would be bad if Gong Bai finds out." Morning Nana shrugged her nose, then stuck out her tongue, "After all, I'm not your girlfriend either..."

"Gong Bai is the one."

"You too." Makoto Futaba said.

In the morning, Nana was taken aback, her face turned red immediately, she looked away: "Yes, is it?"

Then she buried her face directly in Futaba Makoto's abdomen, and made a muffled voice: "Ah Cheng is really cunning."

Futaba Makoto just gently stroked the girl's long dark brown hair.

After a while, Nana sat up slowly in the morning, propped her arms on the bed, and then leaned forward to look at Futaba Makoto's expression: "Um..."

"what happened?"

"I was wondering, if Ah Cheng wasn't so handsome, wouldn't it be so easy to provoke girls?"

When Nana said this in the morning, she was very serious, and Makoto Futaba couldn't help laughing with that little expression: "Aren't things like appearance natural, and it's not that I want to provoke girls."

"It's all your fault, Cheng, for being too gentle."

"Not at all."

After chatting for a while, Futaba Makoto picked up the handheld and continued to play, and planned to let Morning Nana go to bed first.

"Acheng, don't you have a cold? Don't you go to bed early?"

"I slept for a whole day from morning to afternoon, so you go to bed first, I'm not sleepy." Makoto Futaba said.

"Oh." Nana lay on his lap in the morning, then looked up at Futaba Makoto who was playing a game.

After a while-

Futaba Makoto's finger pressing the game console suddenly stopped, he slowly picked up the game console, and then looked at the girl in front of him: "..."

"Aren't you sleepy, Nana?"

"Cheng...you know, these two can be used together...it's pretty cool." Morning Nana showed what she had learned in the comics.

"It's better to go to bed now, after all, I have to go to school tomorrow."

"Hey, I'll sleep when I'm tired." Seeing the girl's insistence, Makoto Futaba continued to play the handheld - but his game rhythm has been disrupted.

Facing the BOSS on the screen, Makoto Futaba controlled the character to hold an energy crystal block, and then put pieces of energy into the laser rail gun beside him.

Accompanied by the streamer sound of the game console, all the blue energy poured into the BOSS, and with a loud bang, a white mushroom cloud rose——

"Well, it finally came out."

"Ah."

Putting down the game console, Makoto Futaba lay on the bed and slowly relaxed his body, while the girl got up and planned to take a shower before going to bed.

Futaba Makoto's bathroom actually has Nana's spare toothbrush in the morning. After all, Nana used to do things like climb over the wall in the morning to rub against each other, so naturally there are girls' toiletries in the bathroom, and there are also clothes for changing in the closet.

After turning off the light, Makoto Futaba put his arms around the girl in his arms and planned to go to sleep.

"Good night."

"Good night, Cheng." In the morning, Nana's face rubbed against Makoto Futaba's arm, and just as she was slowly falling asleep, there was a sound of unlocking the door not far away, "Crack——"

Makoto Futaba was stunned for a moment before remembering that he didn't lock the door tonight.

For a moment, the hearts of the two went cold.

The door was slowly opened, and a huge black bug appeared at the door with the moonlight, looking very intrusive.

She walked in with a sway, under the moonlight, the beautiful face under the darkness was expressionless.

Insect with legs Miyabai Yuyou

"Gong Bai?"

I saw the big black bug slowly shed its carapace, and then directly got into the quilt.

There was an extra warmth and softness in his arms, which made Futaba Makoto realize that something was wrong, he quickly turned sideways and hugged the girl directly into his arms, and then took the opportunity to block Morning Nana.

Gong Baiyu didn't speak, but lay her pillow on his chest, quietly and motionless.

What's going on here?
Futaba Makoto looked at the girl in his arms, while another soft and warm line was sticking to his back at this time, because Nana was behind him in the morning.

"..." Nana blinked her big eyes in the morning, she seemed a little guilty and didn't dare to move at all, she just quietly shrank behind Makoto Futaba, for a while, the room was so quiet that it was a little weird.

And Makoto Futaba was caught in the middle like a hamburger, making the corner of his mouth twitch uncontrollably.

What should I do next?
(End of this chapter)