Comics, daily stories

Because Yukinoshita's birthday is January 1rd, in a sense, it is no different from him, who assumes that he is one year older on January 3st. They are both used to giving each other New Year's gifts as birthday gifts.

Well, that saves trouble.

But this time it was indeed a little different. The other person was not the same age as me, and he took good care of me and prepared lunch boxes for me every day.

Although there are aphrodisiacs in the lunch box every day.

"Kato, what gift do you think I should give you?"

Holding up his face, Nomiya was a little conflicted.

Kato Megumi was sitting next to them, quietly picking up some rice. When she heard this, she thought about what Sawamura had repeatedly told Fuuhaya before he left: "You must come in the evening."

Looking up and thinking about it, she was a little undecided: "I don't know, after all, I don't know that elder."

"Let me think about it." Nomi-san pondered for a moment, "She probably just does whatever she wants, likes some otaku culture, and then..."

"They'll give me some aphrodisiac or something."

Her hand stopped, and Kato Megumi's calm eyes became turbulent, with some genuine confusion appearing: "Aphrodisiac?"

Nomi-san turned his head to look at Kato, whose expression rarely fluctuated, and found it amusing: "It's the kind of medicine you were thinking of."

Leaning back against the railing, Nomiyama curled his lips. "It's useless. Sayuri-san's medicine is far less effective than the pink fish I caught. But she seems to have taken this as some kind of hobby, changing the combination for me every day."

"Kazehaya means that the pink fish you caught these past two days are actually..."

"Yeah, they're all weird fish that excite people that way."

Staring at the food in the lunch box, Kato Megumi calmed down. Well, Fuuhashi is special, so it shouldn't be strange that he catches some strange fish.

No, it's still very strange. Why would I catch a fish in heat? Is it because of the restlessness of puberty?

"Kato, what gift should I prepare?"

"I don't know. I really don't know Sawamura's mother." Kato Megumi closed the lunch box and gave some advice. "But for elders, it's definitely a good idea to give them things they'll definitely use every day. It's a good choice."

“Something I would definitely use on a daily basis…”

Nomiyama fell into deep thought.

......

"I am back."

After opening the door, Nomiya didn't take off his shoes, but just put the fishing rod in the corner.

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"Welcome home."

Yukinoshita Miyayu stood up from the sofa, then stared at his movements in surprise: "Fukazawa is going out again?"

"Well, I need to go to Eriri's place, so you don't have to wait for me for dinner."

After hanging up his shoulder bag, Nomiyama turned around and prepared to go out. He grabbed the door handle, opened the door, paused, and tilted his head: "You don't have to stay at home all the time."

"It's good to go out for a walk. Even if you're not here, I'll make arrangements for myself when I get home."

Yukinoshita Miyame only shook her head slightly: "I just need to wait for Feng to come back home early."

His voice softened as Nomi-san said, "It would be boring to stay in this small place every day."

Yukinoshita Miyame still shook her head. She raised her face, smiled brightly, and her voice was also bright: "The thing I am best at and happiest in my life is waiting for Fengzhao. I have waited for many years, and I am willing to wait longer, as long as I won't be driven away."

Nomiyama looked at her with a completely genuine expression, remained silent for a long time, and finally walked out.

"As you wish."

......

When we arrived at Eriri's villa, it was getting dark.

After ringing the doorbell, Nomiyama looked at the big tree in the courtyard while waiting. There was a swing under it. He didn't know whether Eriri played with it more or Sayuri liked it more.

The door opened, and Nomiya turned his head to look at Eriri who opened the door of the villa.

She was walking towards him, wearing a pure white dress, not one of those exquisite and solemn dresses, but casual clothes.

But she was still a little shy, and when she looked at herself she couldn't help but look away.

Still as stupid and easy to understand as before.

Carrying the gift box, Nomiyama walked in the courtyard and praised: "Eri looks very cute in a little skirt."

The corners of Sawamura Eriri's mouth curled up slightly, but her first action was to step on him: "You only know how to say nice things to coax girls!"

Nomiyama opened his eyes and looked innocent: "How did I deceive a girl?"

Sawamura Eriri folded her hands and said in a dissatisfied tone: "If I'm not lying, what's going on with Kato? Why did he suddenly come to fish with us?"

Nomiyama continued forward, walked up the stairs, and pushed open the door: "You're being a bit too speculative. Kato and I are just friends. Besides, you enjoyed the grilled fish yesterday."

"Those were all caught by Kato."

"So I can fool you by catching a few fish?"

"First of all, I'm not fooled, and secondly, you can hardly catch many fish in a whole semester."

Sawamura Eriri kicked the man's calf twice with more force this time: "The first grilled fish you ate was caught by me!"

Nomi-san thought for a moment and continued to refute: "The first grilled fish I ate was puffer fish."

“Is pufferfish a fish?”

"Of course a pufferfish is a fish, Eriri, you're a bit illiterate. As a friend, this will embarrass Yukinoshita and me."

Sawamura Eriri gritted her teeth and kicked harder: "The pufferfish you caught is basically poison. How can it have anything to do with fish?"

Nomiyama shrugged, ignoring the other party's childish kicking attack, and said nonchalantly: "Anyway, it looks like a fish, so it's a fish."

He placed the gift box on the chair beside the dining table, turned his head, glanced around, and asked curiously, "Where's Sister Sayuri?"

Sawamura Eriri sat down on the chair in a bad mood: "I'm going to make a cake. Didn't you say you have a big appetite? Mom made a big one specially, but the kitchen equipment here is not enough."

"I see." Nomi-san moved the gift aside and sat on the chair as well. "It's a bit troublesome for her. I feel like I'm being a bit too nosy."

He clicked his tongue and looked at Eriri: "You didn't object to me calling Sayuri-sister this time. Eriri has finally grown up."

Raising her foot, Sawamura Eriri kicked the person opposite her under the table, staring at him but not saying a word.

Nomiyama moved his legs to avoid the attack, showing a surprised expression: "Because niece Eriri knew that she would not be able to resist Sayuri-sister's words later, she accepted her fate in advance."

Standing up, Sawamura Eriri couldn't bear it anymore and walked around the dining table to get closer to him.

Nomiyama also stood up and moved in the opposite direction of her.

Across the table, he said sternly, "Eri, today is a festive day, don't act like a child."

Her fists tightened, and Sawamura Eriri stared at him intently. After a while, she stopped moving and looking, and just sat back in the chair.

He lowered his head and his voice became lowered: "You just bully me."

Nomiyama was stunned for a moment, then showed a helpless expression and walked towards her: "Nonsense, when did I ever bully you?"

"It's now!"

The voice was high, and along with it the legs were raised high.

Nomiyama grabbed the ankle that was kicking him and turned his head away: "Eri, your acting is too bad to fool me."

Sawamura Eriri jumped twice on the spot, and found that she couldn't break free from that hand. She raised her eyes and glared at him: "Let go!"

Nomiyama said calmly, "If you don't let go, based on your temper, you'll kick me again if I let you go. If you don't let go, it'll save you some trouble."

"Let go! I promise I won't kick you!"

Nomiyama looked at him carefully for a few times and shook his head: "You are lying, I won't let you go."

"Pervert! How can you hold a girl's ankle and not let go?"

"Oh, then call the police."

"open!"

"Don't let it go."

After a few useless words, Nomiya's eyes moved slightly downwards.

Ying Lili kept jumping, and the white skirt fluttered like a butterfly.

The hands and ankles are very small and thin. Girls' bodies are always smaller, which always gives people the impression that the person in front of them is very weak.

His gaze paused, Nomiya looked at it for a few seconds, then looked away and relaxed his hands.

Evil Eriri, why did you take off your safety pants after returning home...

Eriri Sawamura suddenly found that her ankles were loosened. The moment her feet touched the ground, she glared at the person in front of her, ready to kick him again.

Then the movement stopped.

She is not as smart as her two friends, but she is not really stupid. After all, they are childhood sweethearts, so she can still see some simple things.

Fenghaya's expression was a little embarrassed, but why did he feel embarrassed?

My brain started working, then recalled, then thought of the few times he looked at me carefully, and finally crashed.

What am I wearing today? Did I wear anything today? Did he see it?

Looking up, Nomiya looked at the gorgeous hanging lamp above his head and fell into silence.

Eriri has really gone astray. Even her panties have images of female characters from the book printed on them. Ah, Yukinoshita's letter will arrive in a few days. I'll share this with her. Her expression will probably be very funny. No, that's not right. This doesn't seem to explain why I know what style Eriri's panties are.

Sayuri Sawamura walked into the living room holding a large cake. She first looked at her daughter who was frozen in place, and then looked at the boy who was looking up at the hanging lamp.

"Brother Kazehaya, are you bullying my Eriri again?"

Nomi-san lowered his eyes, glanced at Eriri, whose face was still red and smoky, took a few steps forward, took the cake, and complained: "I'm always the one who gets bullied. Eriri kicked me and I didn't fight back."

Rolling her eyes, Sayuri Sawamura said unhappily, "If you don't want to, Eriri can't kick you."

Nomi-san put the cake on the table and sighed, "That's why I'm the one being bullied. I can avoid it, but I still have to cooperate with Eriri and let her vent occasionally so that she doesn't get too frustrated."

Sayuri Sawamura stared at him for a while, tutted, and turned to the kitchen: "Brother Kazehaya has learned bad habits. He is no longer the sincere little brother he used to be."

"That's really too much." Nomi-san followed her to the kitchen. "The teachers all said that my grades were excellent and impeccable."

"Oh? What about other aspects?" Sayuri Sawamura took off her apron and put it on herself, smiling.

"A student's main duty is to study. Other aspects are not important." Nomiya said with a serious expression.

Then he glanced at the prepared side dishes, and then at the red and white kimono on the other person, which was obviously clean and new.

"Why don't I do it? It wouldn't be nice if Sister Sayuri got all dirty."

Sayuri Sawamura looked at him, smiled and shook her head: "It's just a family dinner, we don't plan to see outsiders, so there's no need to think too much about it."

Family dinner, no outsiders...

Nomiya's eyes moved slightly, and he was silent for a while. Finally, he smiled and said, "That's why I should come. I would feel a little embarrassed to ask the birthday boy to prepare dinner."

Sayuri Sawamura paused while tying her apron, raised her eyebrows, and became interested: "Can brother Kazehaya cook?"

"Well, I'm always a quick learner. I'm actually pretty good at cooking."

Taking two steps forward, Nomiyama extended his hand, indicating the apron.

"Okay, then I'll look forward to Brother Kazehaya's cooking."

Sayuri Sawamura didn't think much about it, she just took off the apron from her body and handed it over, then leaned against the wall and watched the boy putting on the apron.

He has grown taller than me and is no longer the little kid I saw when I first met him. His appearance is gradually becoming more like the person on the notice. He is very handsome and has a somewhat eccentric personality, but he maintains a gentle tone towards the people around him.

Eriri does have good vision, having seen a rare talent since she was little, but the people of the Yukinoshita family are too troublesome. If she wants to bypass them who know everything about him, the most convenient way is to take a strange path...

After thinking for a moment, Sayuri Sawamura took a few steps forward and turned on the pressure cooker she was using to make soup. "Brother Kazehaya, why are you tying a headband around your wrist? Are you planning on growing your hair long?"

"No, it's just a gift from a friend." Nomiya responded casually, flipping the spatula.

"Oh? Yukino." Sayuri Sawamura scooped a spoonful of chicken soup and put it into a small bowl.

"Hmm." Nomiyama picked up the seasoning on the counter and sprinkled it carefully into the pot.

He paused and looked back at Sayuri who was drinking soup. "She also prepared a gift this time, and wrapped it together with mine. But she doesn't have your contact information, so she asked me to tell her."

His expression turned serious, and he imitated Yukinoshita's expression, meticulously saying, "Sayuri-san, happy birthday. I'm so sorry I can't wish you in person."