Comprehensive comic: It starts with getting little Doraemon by punching in

Chapter 64

Do you want to try out this prop tonight...

Looking at the gloomy rain outside the window, Kitahara Hao leaned on the soft chair and couldn't help but think about it.

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087: Am I broken?

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

The entire sky has been shrouded in dark clouds, and there is faint thunder in the clouds. The cold wind is mixed with fierce rain, forming a curtain of rain on the streets.

Fortunately, I have a spare umbrella in my pocket.

Standing at the door of the Metropolitan Police Department, Kitahara Hao glanced at the public umbrellas that had been taken away, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Since the last incident with Mao Lilan, he put a few more ordinary umbrellas in his pockets to avoid encountering such bad weather again.

However, just after going to the toilet, all the umbrellas below were taken away - the weather forecast is really harmful.

Taking out his umbrella in the corner, Kitahara Hao strolled out of the hall.

However, when he passed the door, his steps couldn't help but pause.

that is……

Looking at the woman standing not far away with a bored look on her face, Beihara's hazy brown eyes were stunned for a moment, and then a smile slowly appeared at the corner of her mouth.

What a coincidence, Miyamoto-senpai.

At this time, there were quite a few people taking shelter from the rain at the entrance of the warning hall. In addition, there were not many public umbrellas available, so there were always some people who got off work late and didn't get one.

Tsk, damn weather forecast...

Looking at the rain falling more and more outside the Metropolitan Police Department, Yumi Miyamoto smacked her lips helplessly and complained softly.

Then she took out her mobile phone from her jacket pocket and looked through her contacts.

Miike Naeko didn't come to work today because she asked for leave, so the only one she could find was her best friend.

I don’t know if Miwako is still in the Metropolitan Police Department...

Miwako went home ten minutes ago. There's no use calling you now.

At this moment, a lazy voice came from behind, causing Miyamoto Yumi to subconsciously stop her finger that was about to press the play button, and her expression froze.

This voice was all too familiar to her.

At this time, shouldn't you have gone home long ago?

Miyamoto Yumi slowly raised her head and asked in a weak tone.

Why do I keep running into this guy recently?

I went to the restroom when I got off work, so I delayed my get off work a little bit. Kitahara stretched out the umbrella in front of her and asked with a chuckle, Do you want me to take you to the parking lot?

Never!

Looking at the umbrella in front of her, Miyamoto Yumi looked a little moved for a moment, but she quickly suppressed it and turned her head to the side.

No matter how bad her brain was, she knew that Beihara Hao would definitely take the opportunity to do something to her.

After all, she remembered very clearly what happened in the elevator yesterday.

He dared to do that in front of Miheko. If the two of them were alone, Miyamoto Yumi would not dare to even think about it.

Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. Looking at her vigilant look, Kitahara Hao chuckled and reached out to pinch her soft cheek, I'm just sending you to the parking lot.

Don't pinch senior's face, and you told me this yesterday!

Miyamoto Yumi knocked his hand away angrily and rubbed her sore cheek with her hand.

Doesn’t she look that easy to deceive?

He said this in the elevator yesterday, but what was the result?

The result was that her waist and below were pinched all over, and she can still recall the numbing feeling.

Senior, you really don't trust me. Kitahara Hao opened the umbrella in his hand, and then reached out to hold her soft little hand, Let's go quickly, if we keep dragging here, it will be dark soon.

Wait, you...

Miyamoto Yumi was like a frightened rabbit, quickly trying to take her hand out.

But before she could react, Kitahara's tall body was pulled under the umbrella, and then walked to the lobby of the Metropolitan Police Department.

The needle-thin rain hits the umbrella surface and slowly slides down along the ribs.

The water dropped on the ground, making beautiful splashes.

You can't understand people at all!

Miyamoto Yumi listened to the sound of rain in her ears and gave him a dissatisfied look.

Really, she obviously refused to start/post directly, group 9.80?2ュ0 @5ヘ8?5♀6 was absolutely unacceptable.

Don't be so vigilant, I really won't do anything to you this time.

Beihara Hao glanced sideways at her and said softly.

Only ghosts believe you!

Miyamoto Yumi thought with half-closed eyes.

Then she turned her head and glanced at the hall behind her, which was already some distance away.

If you want to run back, you will get wet no matter what, right?

Now in this situation, I can only hold an umbrella with him.

Thinking of this, Miyamoto Yumi puffed up her mouth in dissatisfaction.

The parking lot was not too far away. The two of them walked there in two minutes under umbrellas.

This guy really didn't do anything...

Looking at his police car in front of him, Miyamoto Yumi blinked in confusion.

Then see you next week, Miyamoto-senpai.

Bei Yuanlong's voice reached her ears, making her gradually come back to her senses.

Before she could turn her head, she suddenly felt cold raindrops falling on her head, and the sky blue police uniform on her body was also wet.

Miyamoto Yumi quickly took out the keys from her pocket, opened the car door and got in.

Really, can't you wait until I open the car door before leaving!

Miyamoto Yumi wiped the raindrops on her face with a tissue, and she couldn't help but complain.

But——Kitahara really didn’t do anything this time.

Miyamoto Yumi stared at Kitahara Hagi's departing back through the car window and pursed her lips.

She didn't know why, but she always felt a slight sense of loss inside.

It was as if the scene he had been expecting had not arrived.

No, what on earth was I expecting? !

Miyamoto Yumi quickly shook her head, throwing away those embarrassing thoughts.

How could I expect to be with that guy...

Halfway through the thought, she couldn't help biting her pink lower lip, and her breathing became rapid.

I can't be broken!

Looking at the disappearing figure outside the car window, Miyamoto Yumi thought with a complicated expression.

088: Long time no see, Lan!

After putting Miyamoto Yumi in the car, Kitahara Hajime drove his car in the direction of Yoneka Town.

Raindrops like silver needles fell on the car window, and a layer of light white mist gradually rose.

Nina and the others left early.

Looking at the message Nakano Nino had just sent on the LINE interface, Kitahara replied with one hand, and then dropped the phone on the passenger seat.

Because it rained today, and because Ebata, who was the driver, had some things to do, he took the quintuplets home early at 6 p.m.

It seems that we only need to prepare dinner for two tonight.

Thinking of this, Kitahara Hajime took out a lollipop from his fourth-dimensional pocket and held it in his mouth. The sweetness of the apple made him half-squint his eyes.

…

Rice flower town.

2-chome, 8th level.

I'm back.

Closing the umbrella in his hand and leaning against the door, Kitahara Hao held the purchased ingredients in his hand, pushed the door open and walked into the entrance hall.

There was no lively sound in the living room like yesterday, and he was a little uncomfortable with the empty home for a while.

Meow~

As if hearing his voice, Xiaomi walked out of the living room with elegant cat steps, stood by his legs and stretched out her head to rub her, looking very cute and well-behaved.

Welcome back, Hazy.

Doraemon also walked out rubbing his eyes, yawned, and then responded.

The whole cat looked like it had just woken up.

You were sleeping in just now.

Kitahara Hao raised an eyebrow and asked.

I can't help it. I got bored after Ichika and the others left. Doraemon scratched his ears with his hands and said helplessly, I originally wanted to watch a TV show to kill some time, but I fell asleep after watching it for a while. …”

After all, people always get sleepy subconsciously when they are bored.

This artificial parenting robot is no exception.

What are we going to eat tonight?

After waking up for a while, Doraemon asked curiously.

Hamburger, this one is simpler.

Kitahara shook the convenience bag in his hand and walked to the kitchen.

Hey, didn't you say you wanted to eat fried steak yesterday?

I can't help it. After all, Nino and the others are not here, and I don't want to do those troublesome dishes...

Why is this happening!

The cat ears on Doraemon's head were half hanging down, looking a little listless.

I'll do it for you over the weekend.

Kitahara took out a can of beer from the refrigerator and rubbed its soft cat ears with his hands.