Tokyo: I took in a homeless girl

However, her good upbringing helped her suppress her depressed mood. After noticing that the water in the teapot was empty, she casually called out to the door, "Come in."

"excuse me"

The maid carefully opened the door of the room and came in with a new pot of tea.

In addition to drinks, she also thoughtfully prepared some cookies and butter biscuits.

Seeing this scene, Kaori Ishizawa immediately raised her eyebrows and smiled happily.

Well, the maid is quite discerning.

"Although it's the weekend, it's already very late. Miss, please just watch for a while and then go to rest, okay?" the maid said cautiously.

Taking back what she said, she felt that this maid was really ignorant.

I was enjoying the show so much and you're just saying these things to spoil the fun.

You know, it's only twelve o'clock now.

"I know, I know."

Ishizawa Kaori said impatiently, "I'm almost done reading this book, and then I'll go to bed."

"Then I won't bother you anymore. Miss, please call me anytime if you need anything."

The maid quickly left the room.

After getting some food and tea for the night, Kaori Ishizawa immersed herself in the novel again.

Even after she finished reading the last part of Mr. Shibata's work, she still felt a little unsatisfied.

"As expected of Mr. Shibata."

She leaned back in her chair, throwing cookies into her mouth, and muttered to herself contentedly, "This is so well written!"

It perfectly describes the sadness, grief, and groaning of unrequited love between young boys and girls.

Compared to the first book, it is so much better. The culprit this time is either Mr. Shibata or the culprit behind it.

That's right, she felt that in order to prevent the emergence of shady dealings, she needed to hint to the people from the four major groups to be fair, just and open.

This is all to protect Mr. Shibata's pearl from being tarnished, but it cannot be said that she abused her privilege.

"what"

"Is it past one already?"

Kaori Ishizawa clapped her hands, looked at the time displayed on the tablet and shrugged.

Looks like I stayed up late again tonight.

In that case, let's just make it an even number and wait until two o'clock before going to bed.

Anyway, there are less than twenty minutes left until two o'clock, and it will feel weird if I don't make it an even number.

Ishizawa Kaori didn't feel that she was so sleepy that she had to sleep.

In that case, I'll find a book to read and kill time until two o'clock.

The plan was clear, and the little princess, who was still in junior high school, immediately smiled happily.

But when she returned the page on the tablet to the first five documents, she fell into a moment of contemplation while looking at the book with the strange name.

"Let's just take a look at what you wrote." Ishizawa Kaori casually touched the hair by her ear and murmured, "If it's so bad, you probably wouldn't send it to me."

Although the title of the book is very literary, it doesn't seem to be related to love.

But it’s okay this way, after all, the material I dream about at night will be saved for Mr. Shibata’s work.

If you watch other romance works at this time, the material for your dreams will become disordered.

Reading this kind of purely literary book can help relieve the stress.

Thinking of this, Kaori Ishizawa no longer hesitated. She casually clicked on "Norwegian Wood" and lowered her chair, intending to watch it while leaning back.

But she seemed to underestimate the content of the book.

Obviously, at the beginning, I just wanted to kill time and kill time until two o'clock.

But for some reason, as she watched, her expression became a little strange.

As she watched, she changed from lying on the chair to lying on the bed.

As she watched more, her breathing became more rapid and her body trembled uncontrollably.

It turns out that this type of work is still a bit too advanced for her, a middle school princess who was raised in seclusion.

Chapter 188 A new type that I have never encountered before [asking for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month]

"How dare you write something like this?"

Ishizawa Kaori put the tablet down with a flushed face.

She felt that it might be wrong to continue reading, but if she didn't, the words would keep circling in her mind and wouldn't go away.

No, that's not right.

The right thing to do is not to keep watching, but to keep criticizing.

That's right, Kaori Ishizawa felt that as the organizer and sponsor of the competition, she needed to take a close look at the book with a critical eye.

How could anyone write a book like this?!

Kaori Ishizawa even suspected that the author might have written the book based on her own experiences, otherwise why would it be written so well?

Feeling somewhat embarrassed, she quickly returned to the document homepage and looked at the author's information.

"Misty mountain. Winter sea."

She muttered softly.

It's a name I've never heard of, but judging from the content of his text, he doesn't seem like a newcomer.

Ishizawa Kaori became a little suspicious.

Not to mention the description, just the other party's writing style gave her a refreshing feeling.

Although the other party's text also reveals a sense of "distortion" and "sadness", it makes people feel more clear and smooth, and not just whining.

Intertwined behind this are deeper reasons that are even more thought-provoking.

In terms of this skill, the other party seems to be even better than Teacher Shibata.

At least Kaori Ishizawa felt comfortable when she read it.

It's twisted, but really well written.

Make her want to continue reading.

For some unknown reason, Kaori Ishizawa picked up the tablet again.

She comforted herself inwardly and read the next one or two chapters, but with a critical eye.

Just like that, before she knew it, the little princess of the Ishizawa family had been holding the tablet and watching it for the entire night.

Haruno Sawayama, who was still unaware of the situation, did not realize how deep an impression "Norwegian Wood" had left on this pure-hearted junior high school girl.

The next morning.

What woke Sawayama Haruno up faster than the alarm clock was the noise coming from around him.

With the creaking sound of the sliding door, he, who was half asleep and half awake, soon realized that someone was approaching him, so his confused consciousness instantly cleared up and he looked towards the door.

——It was indeed the other party.

"Sorry, did I scare you?"

"No, why are you here so early?" Sawayama Haruno rubbed his eyes, sat up straight on the mattress, and said helplessly to Ezaki Suguha, "It's not a good habit to come in without knocking."

He was the one with the most authority to say this because he had witnessed an embarrassing moment for a girl in the house the last time he didn't knock on the door.

Although considering their current relationship, the little episode at that time might still be viewed as a little fun during the time when the two of them were in an ambiguous relationship.

But if possible, try to knock on the door, just in case the other party is doing something inconvenient.

“After my body recovered, it became a habit to wake up naturally again.”

Ezaki Suguha slowly knelt down on the tatami and said softly, "I couldn't sleep, so I wanted to come over and take a look."

She was still wearing pajamas, but not the black silk nightgown she wore the day before. Instead, she was wearing light blue pajamas and pants, which seemed to be made of silk.

Looking at Ezaki Suguha who was slowly approaching, Sawayama Haruno couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

He was in the most awkward period of just waking up, and Ezaki Suguha's action made him afraid to move.

"Haruno, my body has recovered."

Ezaki Suguha crawled over little by little and whispered, "We will be back to Tokyo in about two days."

"."

Sawayama Haruno opened his mouth, feeling a little shaken.

But soon, he suppressed those chaotic thoughts.

Looking at the proactive tall girl, he said helplessly, "It's not a matter of whether I want to or not."

"At least, we have to wait until we have resolved these relationships and your family affairs, right?"

He turned his head away, as if he couldn't bear to look directly at it and said: "."

He does not reject Suguha Ezaki, nor does he not want to take responsibility.

But there are still many things that have not been resolved. I haven't visited Ezaki's house, nor have I made things clear with Maki.

He wanted to be as responsible as possible, even if he had to be patient for now.

"but."

Ezaki Suguha pursed her lips.

She whispered, "What if it can't be solved?"

"This is my last chance, Haruno, do you want to watch me spend it alone?"

Looking at the mess in the room, Sawayama Haruno felt a headache.

"I have to clean up again." He said helplessly.

"Why don't you just lie down for a while and let me do it."

Hearing this, Suguha Ezaki wanted to get up and clean for him, but was stopped by Haruno Sawayama.

"Forget it, I'll just clean it up later and leave the details for the evening." Zeshan Haruno rubbed his brows and said helplessly, "We're leaving soon, right?"

They also have to go to Kiyomizu Temple, which was the itinerary they had agreed on yesterday.

Since we don’t know what will happen on Monday and Tuesday, the only free time we have left to go out and play is today.

Thinking of this, Sawayama Haruno looked at Ezaki Suguha and said, "You should go back and change your clothes first. After I change my clothes, I have to go find Shiori."

"Ah."

The girl responded obediently.

Chapter 189 Shiori decided to indulge herself [ask for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month]

In the courtyard on the other side.

In the dark room, the petite girl woke up slowly.

She stared at the wooden ceiling decoration in a daze.

Memories kept coming back like a tide, and she soon remembered what happened yesterday.

After returning from Arashiyama, she felt groggy and had no energy to do anything, so after taking a shower she quickly went back to her room to rest and sleep.

Then when I opened my eyes again, it was now.

“Why is this happening?”