Tokyo host

Chapter 23 Classes are the best form of hypnosis for some people
When I got home, I quickly finished cooking dinner.

Futaba Makoto sent curry to Gong Shirao Yu Yu by the way. Although such a thing happened before, he hadn't figured out how to deal with it for the time being.

"Dong dong." There was a knock on the door, and Gong Baiyuyou's door slowly opened——

A brand new doll appeared in front of Makoto Futaba.

The headgear is a pixel-like double ponytail red-haired girl, and the lower body is a chubby snowman bottoms. Although they are two completely unrelated doll costumes, they are inexplicably combined together.

One person and one doll looked at each other.

"It's the classic Pixel Demon fashion in "Dungeon Chronicles"." Makoto Futaba looked a little surprised, then came back to his senses,
"Classmate Gong Bai also plays this game?"

Gong Baiyuyou didn't speak, just shook his head.

"Buy it casually?" Makoto Futaba smiled, feeling inexplicably close to this character in the game that he has played for many years.

Gong Baiyu nodded.

"Then this is tonight's curry. If it's not enough, there is still one on the first floor."

After Futaba Makoto finished speaking, Gong Bai Yuyu took the plate in his hand. The curry tasted very strong, and there were some pickles and soup, like a set meal eaten in the store.

Still free.

Shuangye Cheng also turned around and went back to the first floor to eat at this time. Gong Baiyu looked at the back of the other party's departure, and after a while, he slowly returned to the room.

When dinner time was over, the house bell rang.

Yuko arrived in the morning.

Shuangye Cheng put down the bowls and chopsticks he was washing. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yuko in the morning full of excitement: "Brother Cheng, good evening!"

"good evening."

In the morning, Yuko seemed to have come here after taking a shower. Her originally tied ponytails were spread out into straight hair, and her hair was a little wet. Makoto Futaba just opened the door when she smelled the scent of shampoo. .

"This, it's a mango." Yuko was carrying a small box in the morning. "These are the only ones left in the house. It's all my sister's fault for crushing those mangoes last time."

"Don't be so polite, I appreciate the kindness."

"Then try it, it's delicious."

"Okay, I'll wash the dishes first, you wait for me."

As Futaba Makoto said, he let Morning Yuko sit on the sofa beside him, while he cleaned up the rest of the tableware in the kitchen beside him.

In the morning, Yuko was sitting on the sofa shaking her tiny legs, and then looked at Makoto Futaba:
"Brother Cheng, how many tenants have you hired?"

"two."

"Oh, no, the quality of this house is so good." Yuko was a little surprised in the morning.

"Well."

In the morning, Yuko's round eyes rolled, and she suddenly asked, "Brother Cheng, can I rent your room?"

Shuangye Cheng glanced at her:
"I don't know if I can rent it. Anyway, Aunt Keiko will definitely beat your ass if she finds out."

In the morning, Yuko pouted, but did not refute.

After washing the dishes, Makoto Futaba returned to the room, and Yuko walked in like a follower in the morning.

"Show me your homework." Makoto Futaba said to Yuko Morning after sitting at the table.

"Hey."

Makoto Futaba took Yuko's math homework book and opened it. The handwriting inside was neat, but there were too many wrong questions.

"How is it, can it be saved?" Yuko's head was lying on Shuangye Cheng's arm in the morning, and her eyes were full of curiosity.

"When elementary school is laying the foundation, it's easy to get full marks with more practice." After Makoto Futaba said, he drew a little with the red pen in his hand.

Afterwards, Makoto Futaba planned to start from the beginning, helping Yuko to consolidate and learn the most basic formulas and knowledge, because there were several very basic topics in the workbook that were wrong, and it was obvious that he did not listen carefully in class.

In the morning, Yuko listened attentively at first, but after a while, she distracted herself and stared at Makoto Futaba's face.

"Why are you in a daze?" The red pen in Makoto's hand tapped Yuko's nose lightly.

"Hee hee, Brother Cheng, I think you are as handsome as a star, no, you are even more handsome than a star." Yuko covered her nose in the morning, and then said with a smile.

"I'm going to take you back after this."

"But it's easy to get distracted when I'm studying," Yuko said in the morning.

"Am I being too boring?"

"No, I just don't know why, I can't help but feel sleepy when I read a book or listen to a class." Yuko looked serious in the morning.
"I'm not ill."

"I have the disease of not loving learning." Shuangye Cheng looked helpless.

Indeed, for some people, listening to lectures in class and reading books and doing problems are the best hypnotic means.

In the morning, Yuko tilted her head at this time, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and her small fist smashed her palm: "I know how to study seriously!"

"How to study?"

In the next second, Shuangye Cheng found that Yuko had crawled over in the morning, and then sat on his lap, leaning back in front of Shuangye Cheng and grinning:

"That's it~~~"

In the morning, Yuko was very light, and she didn't feel much when sitting on Futaba Makoto, as if there was an extra pillow in her arms.

"Yuko." Futaba Cheng said seriously, "You are not too young, you need to pay attention to the distance between men and women."

"Yes, but Makoto is different." After Yuko finished speaking in the morning, she added with a smirk, "Besides, what's wrong with sitting on brother's lap, or Makoto? Do you have any weird ideas?"

"What strange thoughts can I have for elementary school students?" After Shuangye Cheng finished speaking, he suddenly patted his chest and pointed at the glass storage cabinet beside him.

"Look, those are my wives!"

The glass cabinet is filled with figures of various anime characters, among which there are many limited summer swimsuits. When Yuko saw it in the morning, her little face suddenly collapsed: "The dead house is really scary."

Futaba Cheng's heart seemed to be hit by an arrow, he wiped the blood that didn't exist on the corner of his mouth, and raised his eyebrows: "Yu-zi-chan, can you study hard now?"

Seeing Makoto Futaba's faintly angry expression, Yuko calmed down in the morning and began to study obediently.

Time passed little by little, and before I knew it, it was ten o'clock in the evening.

"It's all right!" Yuko looked at the correct topic in the homework book, and immediately raised her hands happily.

"It's ten o'clock, take a good rest."

Futaba Cheng glanced at the time, although he stayed up late at three or four o'clock every day, but Yuko in the morning was different, and this time belonged to sleeping late.

"Tomorrow is the weekend, can I play games with Brother Cheng?"

"Not tonight, but tomorrow."

"Eh-" Yuko lengthened her voice in the morning.

"No, no." After Shuangye Cheng finished speaking, he pointed to the bed beside him, "You sleep on my bed, I'll make the floor."

"Really?" Yuko was a little surprised in the morning.

Futaba Makoto nodded, because if he sleeps on the floor, it is convenient to wait for Yuko to fall asleep and get up to play games later.

"Brother Cheng's bed is so big, why don't we sleep together, I believe you."

"I do not believe you."

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