Tokyo host

Chapter 210 Snow and Grandpa
The next morning—

"Huh." Accompanied by the sound of the glass door being pulled open, Futaba Makoto felt the coldness of the cold wind as soon as he opened the door of the yard. Even though he was wearing a lot of clothes to keep out the cold at this time, he still felt the coldness of winter .

"The temperature has dropped again, and judging from this, the Tenjin Festival should not be held." After closing the door, Makoto Futaba walked into the yard, and the snow sank slightly and wrapped around his boots.

It was still early in the morning, and there was no one in the living room.

"Ha." After taking a breath, Futaba Makoto rubbed the frost on his gloves and continued to walk forward.

After coming to the street, the goose feather-like snow was still falling at this moment, and there were almost no pedestrians on the road. It seemed that everyone was reluctant to come out because the temperature was too low today.

At this time, the road was covered with snow, making it difficult to walk a lot.

Futaba Makoto planned to go to the street to see the situation.

After walking hard in the snow for a while, Makoto Futaba soon came to the commercial street. As expected, the place was also covered by snow, as if wearing a layer of silver cotton coat - many shops were closed. , and wrote the word "out of business" on it.

"It's so early, Xiaocheng." Some uncles who were still in business greeted Makoto Futaba.

"Well, the snow fell really suddenly these few days." Makoto Futaba said.

The uncle smiled, and then his face was a bit distressed: "Yeah, the temperature dropped as soon as it said... I had prepared a lot of things to be used in the god festival, but it seems that all of them can't be used."

"Don't worry, maybe it will be all right in a few days?" Makoto Futaba smiled and comforted him, but he knew better than anyone else.

With such a heavy snow, if it is really going to be held, it is estimated that walking will be a big problem.

And no one wants to come out to participate in a festival in winter, right?

"Oh, it's hard to say." After the uncle finished speaking, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and scooped out a portion of oden from the steaming pot beside him: "Come on, it's the best time to eat some hot oden in winter." .”

"No no no, no need."

"Have you had breakfast?"

"Not yet..." Futaba Cheng took it, and there were many good things in it, "Actually, you don't need to give me so many."

"Anyway, I don't think there are any guests today, so you can eat as you like, if there is not enough." The uncle replied with a smile.

Futaba Makoto ate it unceremoniously. It was a very simple food such as radish lucky bag and beef brisket. The stewing time was long enough, and the food other than the lucky bag would melt into slag with a light sip, which was very tasty.

"Speaking of which, I just saw Nana's child go to the mountain. It's actually somewhat unsafe to go to the shrine under such heavy snow." The uncle said.

Went to a shrine?

Makoto Futaba was stunned for a moment, but he probably understood what was going on, because there were many cats in the shrine, and Nana probably went to see the cats in the morning.

"I thought I was the first to wake up." After Makoto Futaba finished speaking, he asked the uncle, "Uncle Anda, when did you see Nana?"

"About an hour ago."

"Then I'll go to the shrine too." Makoto Futaba smiled.

"Be careful, the snow that just fell on the mountain is relatively loose."

"Oh, I see."

Before going to the shrine, Makoto Futaba stopped by Grandma Ganga’s grocery store to buy some cat food before going there——

"I heard that the snow will be even heavier today, remember to come back early." Grandma Gangtian sat in the grocery store and used an old-fashioned oven to keep warm. When she heard that Makoto Futaba was going to the shrine, she told her a few words.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon." Futaba smiled.

"Here, this is the money for cat food."

"Find change in the cash drawer by yourself, old lady, I'm so cold that I don't want to move."

"If you're cold, you'd better go back to the kotatsu, it's not a good weather to open a shop." Makoto Futaba said after finding some change.

After hearing what Makoto Futaba said, Grandma Gangtian just smiled.

After leaving the grocery store, Makoto Futaba carried the bag and went up the mountain.

Perhaps because no one cleaned the mountain path, some places covered with snow and condensed into ice were not easy to walk. Makoto Futaba almost fell down not long after he went up the mountain.

"I should have changed to a pair of non-slip boots." Shuangye Cheng patted the snow on his body before continuing to walk forward.

The mountain road in winter is difficult to walk, especially the steps are generally slippery. If the cat shrine has sufficient funds, it can hire someone to clean the road, but this is only a small shrine after all.Even when the festival cannot be held, I will be very worried, and naturally I don't have extra money to hire someone to clean it.

Of course, my uncle would still come over in the morning to clear the snow himself, but this year he was injured and admitted to the hospital, so naturally no one took care of the shrine.

"Meow~" Suddenly, a weak meow sounded, attracting Makoto Futaba's attention——

He turned his head to look, and found a white kitten shivering curled up in a clump of dead leaves. Because the body was too white as snow, Makoto Futaba didn't notice it when he glanced over.

"Is it the cat in the shrine? Why did it appear here." Futaba Makoto walked over quickly, and then hugged the almost frozen cat.

The super cold body temperature made Futaba Makoto realize that something was wrong, and the cat's condition might not be very good.

The cat was just trembling, and leaned close to Makoto Futaba with the remaining strength.

"Come in first." Makoto Futaba stretched out his hand and unzipped his coat, then put the cat inside.

It was warm inside the coat, and the cat seemed to be doing a lot better.

"It shouldn't be the cat in the shrine. After all, those guys will definitely not come out in this kind of weather." Makoto Futaba held his stomach with one hand, so that the cat in his clothes would not slip off, and then he planned to continue. Go over to the shrine.

Are there any cats here?

Suddenly, a thought flashed in Futaba Makoto's mind. He first glanced at the dead leaves, and then took a closer look.

No.

Futaba Makoto breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he didn't really want to see cats frozen to death here, but wild cats were originally a group activity, so it wasn't his fault for thinking too much.

Go find Nana.

"Crack." His feet landed on the dead leaves, and with the sound of rubbing like a plastic bag, Makoto Futaba stepped on the air, and fell down to the right uncontrollably!

Oops.

Futaba Makoto opened his eyes wide, and his body lost control of his center of gravity and fell down.

Accompanied by the sound of snow salad, Futaba Makoto rolled all the way along the steep slope beside the dead leaves, and finally hit his head firmly on a rock below.

"Boom." There was a muffled sound.

……

Makoto Futaba had a dream.

It was still that strange river, with black and red water flowing, and it was completely impossible to see what was hidden in it. On the other side of the river, there were red Bana flowers swaying automatically in the absence of wind.

Grandpa was standing on the other side of the river wearing a straw hat, and couldn't see his expression clearly——

"What's the matter, what are you doing here all the time?" Grandpa's voice seemed a little puzzled.

"I didn't run away." Futaba Makoto scratched his head, but forgot why he came here.

"Hiss, why are you still a child?" There seemed to be a trace of sullenness in Grandpa's tone:
"I said it last time, I will let you taste the first-class swordsmanship of Futaba Family Tian Er!"

Suddenly, two black samurai swords appeared in Grandpa's hands, with red silk threads wrapped around them with halos, which looked quite scary.

"I, I have a girlfriend!" After seeing his grandfather's double knives, Makoto Futaba instinctively became frightened, for fear that the old man would jump over from the other side of the river.

Slowly lowering the samurai sword, the old man seemed to be interested: "Oh? Who is it?"

By the way, who is it?
Futaba Makoto suddenly became a little confused, no matter what he couldn't remember who his girlfriend was.

"It's probably Nana's child." The old man rubbed his chin and said.

"It seems to be." Futaba Makoto said with some uncertainty.

"Hahaha, who else would like you with your sick body?" From the other side of the black river, came the hearty laughter of the old man.

Futaba Makoto hesitated for a moment: "There are a few."

"several?!"

Makoto Futaba nodded, but he couldn't remember what they looked like... But then again, why didn't he remember anyone else except Nana?
"Hmph, he still looks like my grandson, go back, staying here is not suitable for you." The old man seemed a little happy.

"Eh?"

When his eyes went dark, Futaba Makoto felt as if his body had fallen into a quagmire, and he couldn't even open his eyelids at all.

Suddenly, in this dark space, a shout came: "Ah Cheng..."

Then, the sound got closer and closer.

"Ah Cheng, wake up..."

"Acheng."

The sound is getting clearer.

"Ah Cheng!" Opening his eyes, a pretty face came into view, it was a girl full of anxiety.

"Nai Nai?" The girl in front of her was naturally Zao Nana, Futaba Makoto's face was a little weak - at this time he was leaning against a big rock with a white cat in his arms.

"I'm back." Futaba Makoto said with a smile.

In the morning, Nana was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly her eyes were red: "I was scared to death, I thought you broke it."

The always optimistic morning Nana unexpectedly burst into tears in front of Futaba Makoto.

"Don't cry, am I okay?" Futaba Makoto comforted the girl in front of him, then glanced at the slope next to it, which was tens of meters high, and it was thanks to the buffer of snow that he was not in trouble.

The morning Nana next to her was still crying, so Makoto Futaba could only coax her in a low voice: "Hey, don't cry."

"Then, then you touch my head." Morning Nana sobbed, then muttered in a low voice.

"Ok?"

"Touch your head."

"it is good."

Futaba Makoto stretched out his hand, and then gently stroked Nana's head in the early morning. The girl stopped crying soon, and then sat quietly aside, like a well-behaved cat.

"How long have I been in a coma?" Makoto Futaba asked.

"I don't know. I also saw the strange footprints beside the steps, so I came over to take a look, and then I found you lying underneath."

"How did you get down?"

"I jumped down..." Nana whispered in the morning, "I was too anxious."

Shuangye Cheng: "..."

Well, it really is very Nana's style. At this moment, there was a meow in his arms. Futaba Makoto lowered his head and found the white kitten in his arms looking at him with round eyes.

"It seems to be getting warmer." Makoto Futaba scratched the white cat's back lightly, then looked up again, "How to get up?"

"Use your mobile phone, there is still a signal here." Nana said in the morning.

Makoto Futaba touched his pocket, and suddenly found that his mobile phone was missing. He glanced at the distance - at this time, there was a vast expanse of snow, and there was no doubt that it was impossible to find his mobile phone, because the snow had just collapsed. , probably buried the phone.

"My cell phone is missing, use yours to call Suzuki and the others." Makoto Futaba said.

"I, I didn't bring my phone."

"..."

It seemed that this road would not work, so Makoto Futaba slowly stood up, only to find dizziness and severe pain coming from his brain.

Chen Nana beside him hurriedly supported him: "Ah Cheng, are you okay?!"

"It's okay." Futaba Makoto stood firm and pointed down, "Can we go down there?"

In the morning, Nana shook her head: "There is a cliff over there, it is impossible to go down."

"So we are trapped?" Futaba Makoto realized at this time, two people who grew up in the shrine, can they be trapped here? !
"How about I try to climb up?" Nana asked in the morning.

"No." Futaba Makoto shook his head directly,

"The slope here is too steep, and the snow is so loose, it's dangerous for you to climb...Moreover, if you sweat in this weather, you will easily lose temperature, which is dangerous."

Hypothermia is a very terrible thing. If you are trapped, you should avoid strenuous exercise to maintain your strength and seek help.

"It's okay. Suzuki and the others will know we're gone. Find a place to rest for now." After Makoto Futaba finished speaking, he looked around and finally found a place under a stone slab to hide from the snow, " Let's go there first."

"Ah."

There are not many places under the stone slab, just enough to squeeze two people.

Futaba Makoto and Morning Nana sat there with their legs crossed, and then looked at the snowflakes falling outside.

"Ah Cheng, I seem to have had this kind of experience before." Suddenly, Morning Nana said.

"Ah."

Futaba Makoto probably still remembered that time, it was also snowing, he fought with Zaoqian Nana, and finally rolled down the hillside together - of course, he was not the opponent of Zaoqian Nana, and he just resisted instinctively at that time, Speaking of it, I seemed to cry at that time in the morning.

But crying about other things.

"It was fortunate that the adults found out in time, so it was fine." After Futaba Cheng finished speaking, he glanced at the world outside that seemed to be shrouded in snow, "This time, I am not so lucky."

In the morning, Nana looked at Makoto Futaba beside her, and then couldn't help getting closer.

Seeing the girl approaching suddenly, Futaba Makoto thought it was because of the coldness in the morning, so he stretched out his hand and said, "I'm holding you?"

"This is not good... What should Gong Bai do if he finds out?"

"Since when did you act like a girl?" Makoto Futaba couldn't help joking, "I still care about this."

"Nai Nai was originally a girl!" Nana retorted immediately in the morning, and then suddenly grabbed Futaba Makoto's hand and reached into her clothes.

The hot skin and softness filled the palm of his hand, and Makoto Futaba was stunned for a moment, as if he was a bit surprised by the girl's bold move.

In the morning, Nana also reflected it, her face flushed immediately, but she still resisted not to take it away, but stammered and looked away:

"Yes, yes, Nana is a girl..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally became like a mosquito.

"Ah Cheng is an idiot." The girl muttered,
"Big radish chicken."

(End of this chapter)