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Why does Ichika always like to annoy Nino when leaving?

As the four people present said hello, he couldn't help but look at Nakano Miku who was lowering his head.

Still shy?

Perhaps it was because what happened in the toilet was too difficult to accept. It can be seen that she has not recovered yet...

Even while eating, he kept his head down, and his blue eyes would subconsciously dodge aside when facing him.

Then...that, see you...tomorrow.

As if aware of the gaze not far away, Nakano Sanjiu buried her face in the headphones, covered her expression with long bangs, and said with a stumbling voice.

Her voice sounded very small, and combined with the sound of rain around her - if you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't be able to hear it clearly at all.

Well, see you tomorrow.

He nodded with a smile.

…

After a brief farewell, he turned around and walked back to the villa.

He hung the wet black coat on the hanger, then took out his cell phone from his pocket and took a look.

The time is now approaching nine o'clock in the evening.

It's almost time to take a shower and go to bed...

Looking at the time on his phone, Kitahara stretched slightly and whispered to himself.

I don’t know if it was infected by Miyamoto Yumi.

Ever since he came back, he felt a little sleepy.

It seems that I can only use the horse charm tomorrow to restore the bite marks on my body.

He didn't want to suddenly become very energetic and cause disruption to his schedule the next day.

Xiao Doraemon, remember to lock the doors and windows before going to bed, and - Kitahara leaned against the door of the living room, looking helplessly at Doraemon who was watching TV, and reminded him, Don't do it in the big room. Feed kitty cat food in the middle of the night!”

Because he can talk to cats, Xiaomi always wakes up Doraemon every time late at night and asks him to add some cat food to him as a midnight snack.

In just two or three days, Xiaomi's weight has increased a lot.

If you continue to eat like this, I'm afraid you will turn into a pig soon.

...I understand.

Doraemon glanced at Xiaomi who was sleeping soundly in his arms, hesitated for a moment, then nodded in response.

Xiaomi really needs to control her weight.

Then I'll leave the rest to you. I'll go up to the second floor and take a shower first.

Kitahara yawned softly, and then slowly walked towards the wooden stairs leading to the second floor.

Okay~

Doraemon responded in a long tone.

In the bedroom on the second floor.

Warm-colored lights illuminated the room, and slender raindrops hit the floor-to-ceiling windows, making a crisp and soft sound.

It sounds like it can calm people's hearts.

It is perfect as a lullaby at night.

Ding dong~

Just when Kitahara Hajime took off his shirt, the cell phone that was thrown on the bed made a pleasant ringtone.

Who...

Kitahara opened the phone screen in confusion. A message from LINE was displayed on the lock screen.

Who would send him a message so late?

It can't be Nino.

With this in mind, Kitahara Hao opened the message interface with a tap of his finger. After seeing the name of the sender, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Yumi Miyamoto...

Has this woman not slept yet?

He remembered the sleepy expression on Yumi Miyamoto's delicate face as she was about to get off the bus.

Miyamoto Yumi: I can't sleep, it's all your fault!

What the hell……

After seeing the news, Kitahara Hao looked a little confused.

Why he couldn't sleep was also his fault.

Kitahara Hajime: ...So, you are thinking about me and can't sleep?

As soon as the message was sent, the status instantly changed to read.

Just staring at the phone.

Miyamoto Yumi: Stop being narcissistic, you wanted that pizza to be so spicy on purpose, right?

Weirdly spicy pizza?

Beitahara thought carefully for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth twitched.

Because he had to go home in a hurry, he just ordered one - it seemed to be spicy.

But he really didn't expect that it would be so perverted!

Kitahara Hajime: I said I didn't mean it...do you believe it?

Miyamoto Yumi: Do you think I'm an idiot?!

It’s not like it, it’s what it is.

Kitahara Hao sighed, then turned around and walked into the bathroom with his mobile phone.

Let’s chat with Miyamoto Yumi while taking a bath...

Looking at the angry words in the chat interface, he estimated that he would be chatting for a long time tonight.

Half an hour later.

Miyamoto Yumi: When you come to pick me up tomorrow morning, remember not to be late!

Kitahara Hajime: I understand, just go to bed with peace of mind.

A white towel hung around Kitahara's neck. He looked at the gloomy environment outside the window with a pair of dead fish eyes, and lay down on the soft bed with some weakness.

This woman's resentment is really great...

From the moment I entered the bathroom to the end, I have been complaining for half an hour.

By the end, he was too lazy to reply and just dealt with it perfunctorily.

Looking at the chat interface that read but no reply on the phone screen, Kitahara Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally I can go to sleep well.

Today is inexplicably tiring...

Beihara Hao lay flat on the soft bed, stretched out his hand to rub the red tooth marks on his shoulders, and his brown eyes gradually closed.

It's better to go to bed early, after all, we have to get up early to go to Cupido Town tomorrow.

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The next day, early morning.

Kitahara stood up and opened the curtains in the bedroom. Gloomy clouds covered the sky, and small water droplets fell from the eaves, splashing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It's raining again...

He rubbed the tips of his somewhat messy black hair and complained to himself.

This light rain has been falling for about two days.

According to what we see on the weather forecast, the next four or five days will be covered in rain.

Forget it, let's prepare breakfast quickly, and then...

Beitahara yawned and glanced at the clock on the wall, the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

Let's go pick up Sayumi in Abeido Town.

He didn't believe that after five o'clock in the morning, Miyamoto Yumi could complain.

As for whether she woke up or not, that was beyond Kithara's consideration - who allowed that woman to torture him for so long last night.

After having a simple breakfast with Doraemon, he drove to Kitahara's apartment.

Because it was a rainy day, there were very few vehicles on the street and it was not too congested.

It took a total of more than ten minutes to arrive.

.?...We're here.

Looking at the apartment in the rain, Kitahara Hao looked at Yumi Miyamoto in the contacts on his mobile phone, and a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As his finger pointed on the dial button, the phone's ringing also started ringing in the silent car.

After almost half a minute of ringing, the call was answered.

...who?

After a moment of silence, Miyamoto Yumi's sleepy voice gradually sounded. It sounded soft and cute, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

When you answer the phone, don't you look at the contact's name?

Kitahara Hao lightly tapped his fingertips on the steering wheel and said with a chuckle.

Kitahara, why did you come so early...

After hearing this familiar voice, Miyamoto Yumi seemed to be more energetic, but her tone was still listless.

Didn't you tell me to come earlier? Kitahara Hao looked at the rainy scene outside and said softly, After all, I listen to my seniors very much.

What do you think, according to senior, you did it all on purpose, right?

Miyamoto Yumi sighed feebly, then covered her head with the quilt, and said in a muffled voice: I want to sleep for a while, I can't get up so early in this weather.

Getting up at five o'clock on a rainy day is simply torture for someone like her who stays up late.

Then what should I do? I have to wait here for you.

Beitahara asked thoughtfully.

...Who cares about you?

Miyamoto Yumi gasped slightly, and then responded belatedly.

It's like being in a semi-sleep state.

It is estimated that if he had not spoken, Miyamoto Yumi would have fallen asleep directly.

Tell me your house number. I don't want to wait outside.

Kitahara opened the car door and walked to the door of the apartment holding a black umbrella.

When a person is asleep, the brain does not think as fast as usual.

...Room 308, remember to tell me when you arrive.

Miyamoto Yumi was no longer defensive at this time and responded in a soft voice.

We'll be there soon. Kitahara Hao pressed the elevator button and said with a slight yawn.

After getting up so early, he would inevitably feel a little sleepy.

The elevator was very fast and reached the third floor in less than half a minute.

Room 308.

As the doorbell rang, Miyamoto Yumi, who was wearing pink pajamas, rubbed her sleepy eyes and opened the door, looking at Kitahara Hajime with dissatisfaction in her dark brown eyes.