Ke Xue: The thief Cao is actually myself

Chapter 617: Open the door, the god of death is coming to take people away! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

"Oh, that!"

Mao Lilan pursed her pink lips and asked the question that had been lingering in her mind since Nakamichi Kazushi appeared, "By the way, Uncle Nakamichi, why are you still here?"

If she remembered correctly, when they left the billiard room, the other party should have gone to return the rackets and the net, right?
She and her boyfriend returned halfway and called Horikoshi Yumi. So much time has passed. It is reasonable to think that the other party should have returned the racket and net during this time and rushed to the fireworks venue, right?

But the Nakamichi Kazushi in front of him was not only still in the hotel, but also wearing a yukata, emitting water vapor all over his body, as if he had just finished a bath. It was so strange that it made people suspicious.

Hearing what Mao Lilan said, Nakamichi Hezhi was slightly startled, and a trace of barely perceptible panic flashed across his face, but he quickly regained his composure, wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, and explained: "I was sweating all over playing basketball just now, so I went to take a shower first. Just after I finished showering, I heard the sound of you running upstairs. I was just thinking it was strange, after all, there are only a few of us staying in this hotel!"

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously wandered and flickered, and he never dared to look at Mao Lilan. Then he subconsciously moved to the side, as if he couldn't wait to change the environment, escape this uneasy atmosphere, and find a corner where he could completely relax, as if there was some unspeakable secret hidden here.

"Why are you two still here?"

Nakamichi and Zhi were walking when they suddenly stopped as if they were nailed to the ground. There was an expression of uncontrollable surprise on their faces and their voices rose unconsciously. It was as if they had seen a ghost.

It turned out that not far away, there were two figures standing there that he was quite familiar with.

One is a tall and thin man, with an upright posture but a bit reserved; the other is a woman wearing a pair of exquisite glasses, with gentle manners but also a bit of shrewdness.

They were none other than the couple Ayashiro Yukio and Ayashiro Noriko.

"Ah! Why are you here too?"

Ayashiro Yukio was also very surprised when he saw Nakamichi Kazushi's figure. His eyes widened instantly and his face was full of surprise.

Nakamichi Hezhi was slightly startled, and then he pulled a slightly awkward smile at the corner of his mouth. There was a hint of discomfort in that smile, as if he was trying hard to hide something. He said: "I just took a shower and was about to go to the venue. What are you doing...?"

As he spoke, he adjusted his collar inconspicuously, trying to make himself look more calm, but his slightly trembling fingertips still exposed his inner nervousness.

The slight tremor was like ripples on a calm lake. Although it was not noticeable, it could not escape the sharp eyes of those who were watching.

Ayashiro Yukio slapped his forehead suddenly, making a crisp sound, and suddenly realized: "So you went to take a shower first because you were sweating all over!"

When Kogoro Mouri took Atsushi Omura and a little kid who had been unhappy ever since he found out that Ran Mouri liked Byakuya and that Kogoro Mouri, as a father, supported their relationship to the venue of the fireworks festival, he did not leave with them, but chose to go to the bathhouse with his wife to clean themselves up first.

After all, going to watch fireworks while sweating all over is a bit uncomfortable and strange no matter how you think about it, as if the body is tightly wrapped in a layer of sticky discomfort. That strange feeling can make people less excited about the upcoming beautiful fireworks.

Originally, he thought that only he and his wife thought this way, and he also thought that this idea would be out of place in the anxious atmosphere of everyone rushing to the fireworks display venue. After all, everyone seemed to be eager to experience the splendor of the fireworks.

But now, after seeing Nakamichi and Zhi, he realized that, besides them, there were other people who held the same idea.

This slightly reduced the sense of uniqueness in his heart, and at the same time, he felt more intimate and identified with his old classmate Nakamichi Kazushi.

Nakamichi Kazushi raised his hand and casually wiped the sweat from his forehead. The sweat rolled down his cheeks and dripped onto his bathrobe, leaving a small dark mark. He nodded and said, "Yes! But I'm different from you. I go to a big bath. The water temperature and atmosphere are so comfortable to soak in."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, outlining a satisfied arc, and his eyes flickered with aftertaste. He seemed to be still immersed in the comfortable time in the big bath, unable to extricate himself, and even the tone of his voice carried a bit of lazy comfort.

Ayashiro Yukio replied with great interest: "Oh, we went to a single bathroom. Although it is more private, it does lack the relaxing feeling of a large bath. Hearing you say that, I really regret it. If I had known earlier, we would have gone to the large bath like you."

After saying this, he shook his head with a hint of regret, his eyes full of longing, as if he had already pictured in his mind the cozy scene of himself soaking in the large bathtub, with misty water vapor and a relaxed body and mind. The scene made him feel even more regretful, as if he had missed a grand enjoyment.

Ayashiro Noriko gently took her husband's arm, leaned slightly towards him, and said with a smile, "Okay, we'll go next time."

When she said this, she paused, changed the subject, and looked at Mao Lilan, with a trace of concern in her eyes, "By the way, Xiaolan, are you and Bai Ye going to call Yumi?"

Mao Lilan looked at Bai Ye beside her and nodded slightly, her hair swaying gently with the movement, "Well, we planned to ask Aunt Yumi to watch the fireworks together, but Uncle Nakamichi stopped us because he was worried that Aunt Yumi would be angry if we woke her up."

Noriko Ayashiro gently adjusted her glasses, and looked at Ran Maoli through the lenses. With a faint smile on her lips, she said softly, "Ran, you didn't wake Yumi up, but it was the right decision, because Yumi hates being woken up by others when she's sleeping. No one can stand it when she gets mad at waking up. We've seen this happen many times before."

She narrowed her eyes slightly, as if recalling the scene when Yumi was woken up before, and shook her head gently, with a helpless smile on her face, and a bit of familiarity and tolerance for Yumi Horikoshi's unique temper.

"Really?" Mao Lilan was slightly stunned, an embarrassed blush appeared on her face, and she was secretly shocked in her heart.

Not only Nakamichi Kazushi said this, but even Ayashiro Noriko emphasized it again and again. It seems that Aunt Yumi's bad temper when she wakes up is really bad!
Ayashiro Yukio stroked his chin and said thoughtfully, "But, come to think of it, if I don't wake her up now, when she gets up later and finds out that she missed the fireworks, she'll be angry too!!!"

As he spoke, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he had foreseen the scene of Yumi Horikoshi getting furious after getting up. That scene seemed to make him shudder, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"That's true." Noriko Ayashiro nodded quickly, agreeing with her husband.

Mao Lilan listened quietly at the side, and couldn't help but mutter in her heart: If I wake someone up, they will get angry. If I don't wake them up, they will also get angry after they wake up. Isn't this a bit unreasonable? But in her impression, Aunt Yumi was always kind and gentle when they were around each other. She didn't seem like someone who would make trouble for no reason.

Or is it that the other person's temper is only revealed in front of acquaintances? Or is this the so-called "don't judge a book by its cover"?
However, she quickly shook her head, feeling that this idea seemed a little inappropriate.

After all, everyone has their own personality and habits, and maybe Yumi Horikoshi is just more sensitive about sleep issues.

Thinking of this, Mao Lilan pursed her pink lips, looked up at the closed door of Horikoshi Yumi's room, and a hint of hesitation flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"How about...I should go call Aunt Yumi?"

She said tentatively, her slender fingers unconsciously twisted together, "After all, the fireworks display is about to start. It would be a pity if we missed it..."

It would be a real pity if you travel thousands of miles to get here and miss this rare fireworks display.

Moreover, she was somewhat worried about the condition of her elder.

Before he finished his words, Nakamichi Kazushi suddenly took a step forward and stood in front of Mao Li Ran.

His movements were so hasty that the hem of his yukata raised a gust of wind.

“No!” His voice suddenly rose, and then he seemed to realize his own mistake, and quickly lowered his voice to explain: “Xiaolan, you don’t know Yumi’s temper… Last time I came back from a business trip, I accidentally woke her up, and she threw a pillow at my face…”

As he spoke, he rubbed his nose exaggeratedly, as if the pain was still fresh in his memory.

But Bai Ye keenly noticed that Nakamichi Hezhi never dared to look anyone in the eye, and his right hand was unconsciously clenched, his knuckles turned white due to the force, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

Seeing this, Ayashiro Noriko also stepped forward, with a gentle smile on her face, and said softly, "Yes, Xiaolan, Yumi's morning temper is really terrible. Once, Yukio accidentally woke her up, and she ignored us for the whole day."

As she spoke, she sighed softly, her tone full of helplessness, as if she was recalling the days of the cold war. Even after so much time, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

Hearing this, Mao Lilan looked at Bai Ye hesitantly, her eyes full of confusion and help. Bai Ye gave her a comforting look, then turned to Nakamichi Kazushi and asked casually: "Mr. Nakamichi seems to know Ms. Yumi's daily routine very well?"

This question seemed ordinary, but it made Nakamichi Hezhi's body visibly stiff for a moment. The sweat on his forehead suddenly increased and slid down his cheeks.

He laughed dryly twice, with a hint of embarrassment in his laughter, and explained: "Ah... well... after all, we have been classmates for many years..."

However, this explanation was pale and powerless, like a thin veil that could not cover up his guilty conscience at all, and every word seemed to make it more obvious.

Bai Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze as sharp as a hawk, staring closely at Nakamichi and Zhi, and said slowly: "It is normal for old classmates to understand each other so well, but Mr. Nakamichi's extreme reaction makes me a little curious. Is there some unknown secret behind Miss Yumi's morning grumpiness?"

His voice was low and magnetic, yet it carried an unquestionable sense of oppression that slowly spread in the air, as if it wanted to pull out all the secrets hidden in the darkness.

Nakamichi Hezhi's face turned pale in an instant, and beads of sweat on his forehead became more and more dense.

He opened his mouth and made a few unclear sounds in his throat. He wanted to say something, but it was as if an invisible hand was strangling his throat and he couldn't make a clear sound.

Ayashiro Yukio and Ayashiro Noriko looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion and worry.

Obviously, they were also led into deeper thinking by Bai Ye's words, with all kinds of possible guesses and associations constantly churning in their minds, and a feeling of uneasiness quietly spreading in their hearts.

Bai Ye did not give up. He took a step forward, emitting an invisible aura, and continued, "Besides, are you sure Miss Yumi is just sleeping? She was not in a good condition before. I always feel that something is wrong."

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Nakamichi and Zhi, not missing any of the other's dodgy glances.

Nakamichi Hezhi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he avoided Bai Ye's gaze in panic, looked away, and said with forced calmness: "I'm not sure either. I've been taking a shower since I came back, and I didn't pay attention to her situation."

"But..." He paused, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, trying to make his voice sound steady, "She likes to say negative things on weekdays, making everyone worry about her."

Nakamichi Kazushi continued to speak, his eyes wandering, his fingers subconsciously tugging at the edge of his bathrobe, as if trying to ease his inner anxiety, "Maybe this time I'm just hiding away and sulking, it will be better after a while."

As he spoke, he anxiously tried to signal with his eyes that they should stop discussing this topic, but Bai Ye seemed to have seen through his thoughts and had no intention of letting it go easily.

""Yeah?"

Looking up at him deeply, Bai Ye's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a smile, which seemed to hide endless deep meaning, "Then we might as well go and confirm it. If Miss Yumi is really just sleeping, then of course there is no problem. But if she is in trouble and needs our help, as friends, shouldn't we lend a hand and fulfill our due responsibilities?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mao Lilan beside him nodded quickly, her face full of concern, and said sincerely: "Yes, Uncle Nakamichi, let's go see Aunt Yumi. If she is really unwell or encounters any trouble, we can help her in time..."

(End of this chapter)