Social phobia and lonely rock

"Is there anything left to be swept?"

"Don't work if you're hungry." Ishikawa Shizuka stopped Ishikawa Hayabusa.

"It's okay. I want to prove that I am more useful than the man who goes home and only eats and watches TV on the sofa, and can't even get the remote control from his daughter."

Ishikawa Hayabusa was almost mentioning the person by name.

Then there was a shout from the living room.

"I can hear you!"

Ishikawa Jing smiled, handed the broom to Ishikawa Hayabusa, and then patted Ishikawa Hayabusa's head with a little complaint.

After she mentioned what areas were left to be cleaned, she walked down the stairs and headed towards the kitchen.

After Ishikawa Hayabusa finished sweeping the floor and walked into the living room, he saw his father sitting at the dining table with a bottle of wine and a small wine glass in front of his father.

Ishikawa Hayabusa greets.

"Good evening, Dad. Are you hungry too?"

"I'm mad at you." Ishikawa Jinpei looked at him solemnly.

Ishikawa Hayabusa smiled.

"Then it became that I went home to eat and watch TV, but my daughter couldn't get it, and my son made me angry so I ate another big bowl of rice."

"You boy!"

Just as Ishikawa Jinpei was about to get angry, he saw Ishikawa Hayabusa pick up the wine and fill it for him, then sit down opposite him very naturally.

Ishikawa Hayabusa asked.

"I'm in a bad mood today. What happened in the company?"

Ishikawa Jinpei was stunned and sighed.

"That's just a little thing."

"Tell me about it."

"never mind."

The wine glass was picked up, taken a sip, and then put down again.

There was a clatter on the table.

"If you don't want to do it anymore, I have the means to make some money, so you don't have to worry about your retirement."

"Don't do anything illegal."

"Don't worry, go through the proper channels."

"Forget it, just don't take up my pension money then."

"You should ask your daughter about this."

The wine glass was picked up and drunk in one gulp.

"No more drinking, no more drinking, let's have a midnight snack."

"Eat!" Ishikawa Hayabusa shouted, "Mom, are you ready? The two gluttons are waiting for dinner."

"Coming~"

...

The two men were eating noodles at the dining table, and Shizuka Ishikawa sat beside them as if she had realized it belatedly.

"Slower."

Shizuka Ishikawa looked at the two people panting and said worriedly.

Ishikawa Hayabusa didn't slow down his noodle-sucking speed at all, and even took the time to talk.

"My mom cooked it deliciously, and the noodles were infused with the magnet of love, which made me eat it faster and faster."

Ishikawa Jinbe raised his head with a blank expression as if to say, "What the hell are you saying to my wife all day long?"

The man's thoughts quickly turned around in his brain, and then he asked teasingly.

"Where's your harem? Could it be on the list of the most hated girls in school?"

“No one would make a list of people they hate, right?”

Ishikawa Hayabusa was helpless. Since when did his father start to talk in such a set way?

he went on.

"I will bring it back within a month!"

Ishikawa Jinpei: "Okay, I'll check the girlfriend rental app when the time comes."

Suddenly, Ishikawa Hayabusa took a breath of cold air, sat up straight, and ate the noodles upright and slowly.

Ishikawa Jinpei: ???

Then he turned around and saw Shizuka Ishikawa with a calm expression beside him.

Suddenly, cold sweat began to flow down his face like water wrung out of a rag.

And at this critical moment.

Ishikawa Hayabusa's cell phone rang.

He turned on his phone.

In the line, Pochi sent a message.

"I am home."

Ishikawa Hayabusa was a little surprised. It seemed to be a lot faster than he thought.

It's impossible that girl ran away as soon as she got off the train.

he replied.

"Thank you, I feel relieved. See you tomorrow."

Pochi: "Yeah, see you tomorrow."

Ishikawa Hayabusa turned off his phone.

"Male or female?" Ishikawa Jinbe asked hurriedly, feeling relieved for having escaped a disaster.

"What a lovely girl."

Ishikawa Hayabusa was very proud.

His mother's eyes lit up and she asked eagerly.

"Bring him back sometime and have a look, and don't do anything weird to him."

Ishikawa Hayabusa thought about it and brought it back...

Given Pochi's current condition, it's a tragedy no matter how you look at it.

He waved his hand.

"Don't worry, and be at ease. Why would I do something weird?"

When the master and mistress of the Ishikawa family heard his words, they both showed very uneasy expressions.

57. Flying

The next day, Ishikawa Hayabusa greeted his family in a perverse manner as usual, and happily skipped on the way to school.

Ask him why he is so happy.

The answer is, the royalties have arrived!

Although the soft rice of a white-skinned, big-breasted, pink-haired beautiful girl is very delicious, it is not good to eat it all the time.

Along with the royalties came some letters, which were sent by readers after he had previously proposed to the editor to stop writing and the news had been released.

He squeezed out time to read the other letters last night, and had already replied to some of them and was preparing to mail them out later.

But there was another envelope in the backpack, and he roughly knew who it belonged to by looking at the words on the envelope.

It's really amazing that in this day and age there are still people who write handwritten letters, although it may also be because he never left his social media account.

On the road near the school, I was surrounded by a crowd of students.

He looked around.

It's a pity that I couldn't find a girl wearing a skirt over a sports outfit, or a red-haired girl who was as active as fire.

He just moved forward in the crowd like an ordinary person, as if he was standing on a moving sidewalk elevator, being pushed by the crowd like everyone else.

At this time, Ishikawa Hayabusa remembered the conversation he had with his father last night.

Ishikawa Jinpei: "Compared to writing a book, part-time work requires longer hours and the hourly wage is lower, so why don't you continue writing?"

Ishikawa Hayabusa “There’s a complicated, interesting reason for this, and it comes up again and again in our conversations, wrapped in spices, sugar, and cute things.”

Ishikawa Jinpei "Speak human language."

Ishikawa Hayabusa "Waibibabu."

After entering the school gate and going to the shoe cabinet at the entrance, he greeted many friends he had met at school while walking towards the classroom.

Open the classroom door.

Ishikawa Hayabusa greets his classmates.

"Good morning!"

He was even happier after receiving such a warm response.

While responding to his classmates' greetings, he walked back to his seat.

Before sitting down, Ishikawa Hayabusa noticed Kita sitting two seats to his right.

She was chatting with her friends with a smile on her face. They were having such a happy chat early in the morning. Girls are really scary.

Just as she was thinking, Kita turned her head and looked over. Seeing that Ishikawa Hayabusa was paying attention to her, she smiled politely.

Ishikawa Hayabusa responded briefly and sat down.

But the next moment, the conversation between the two was discovered by Kita's friends, and the four girls looked at Ishikawa Hayabusa in unison.

The girls' eyes were extremely bright with various emotions, and several pairs of gazes stayed on them, giving people the feeling of being focused by searchlights.

In response to their curious gazes, Ishikawa Hayabusa calmly raised his scissor hands to his face and responded with a smile.

The girls were startled, then smiled faintly and looked away.

Only Kita stared at Ishikawa Hayabusa with an angry look, "What are you doing?"

However, her anger had just begun when she was discovered by her friend next to her.

The girls joked with Kita with laughter.

The pervert naturally possessed five senses that were much stronger than others, so Ishikawa Hayabusa didn't even need to pay attention to hear the conversation over there.

Kita's friends said to her jokingly.

“It’s really LOVELOVE.”

"Kita-chan's angry gaze is very cute. This is the first time I've seen it."

"Kita-chan, I'm sorry for forcing you to do that."

The voice didn't sound apologetic at all, but rather teasing.

"It's like this so early in the morning. I'm so envious."

"Wait..."

Before Kita could finish his words to stop him, a girl seemed to have thought of something from Kita's hesitant expression and stepped forward to hold Kita's hand.

While Kita didn't even react, he pulled her over.

"Don't worry about us, Kita, come~"