Tokyo host

Chapter 289 The Tauren Painter Consistently

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After the plan is set, it will take a little time and preparation to implement it, but the holidays are already over.

In other words, go to school.

Perhaps it was because I overdid it at the Ninomiya's house, Yuyou and Nana didn't come over last night, Makoto Futaba also had a more solid sleep.

He woke up from the bed, and the time displayed on the phone was still very early.

The room was dim, and the curtains were closed tightly, only a faint light was revealed through the cracks.Futaba Makoto sat up slowly, but found that Meilin had been lying on his quilt, almost shrinking into a hair ball.

As he got up, the fat cat rolled all the way to the bedside like a sausage, and when he was about to fall, he was supported by Futaba Makoto with one hand.

Merlin hung on Futaba Makoto's arm like a curved towel, and was still snoring: "Gululu..."

"Sleeping really hard." Makoto Futaba licked Merlin's head and stuffed it into the cat's litter.

Putting on the slippers, Makoto Futaba came to the window, then stretched out his hand and yanked open the curtain——

A gust of wind swept over, accompanied by the morning light, which took away his few tiredness.

"It's a good weather." From the window, he could see Merlin Street. Although it was very early, he could already see that the shops were almost ready to open.

Sure enough, you still have to work hard.

Thinking of Kaoru Suzuki's plan, Makoto Futaba stretched.

After washing and leaving the room, he saw Suzuki Kaoru busy in the kitchen wearing an apron just as he went downstairs.

Perhaps because her cooking skills are getting better and better, the sound she makes with a knife on the chopping board is rhythmic and melodious.

"Are you awake?" Kaoru Suzuki turned her head, and when she saw Makoto Futaba go downstairs, she turned around and continued cutting vegetables, "There is a glass of warm water on the table, drink it first."

Makoto Futaba scanned the table, and sure enough, he found a cup of hot water.

"Just prepare it for me?" Futaba Cheng picked up the cup and took a sip, and found a slight salty taste, as if salt had been added.

"I went out for a morning jog in the morning, and the other two haven't gotten up so early." Kaoru Suzuki was talking about Miyabai Yuyu and Kojima Shoko, of course. These two have almost the same schedule, and they both sleep late and wake up late.

After Makoto Futaba drank the water in one go, he went to the kitchen to help Kaoru Suzuki.

"Why is there natto?"

"Aunt Futian gave it to me last night."

"I don't like natto." Futaba Makoto looked at the natto in the small plastic box in front of him, picked it up and smelled it.He has always disliked the stinky smell.

Kaoru Suzuki took the natto back from Futaba Makoto, and said: "The subtype of Bacillus subtilis in natto can kill bacteria, and as a microbial peptide, it has anti-oxidation and anti-free radical effects, and so Don't you eat excellent protein?"

"My grandfather likes to eat it." Shuangyecheng couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he thought of how his grandfather ate it. "He just poured it into his mouth after mixing it. I think my dislike of eating has something to do with him."

After hearing the words, Suzuki Kaoru turned around and scooped up a bowl of rice, then stirred the natto dozens of times in the box, and then spread it on the rice.She beat in a sterilized egg, chopped green onion and soy sauce, sprinkled sesame seeds and seaweed, and handed it to Makoto Futaba: "Try eating like this."

"Is this my breakfast?" Makoto Futaba asked while looking at the bowl in his hand.

"perhaps."

Hearing this, Makoto Futaba picked up a spoon and tasted it, and found that the taste was not as unacceptable as eating it directly, but it was quite delicious. In other words, there must be something wrong with the way grandpa eats.

"How does it taste?" asked the short-haired girl in front of her.

"Try it." Futaba Cheng took a sip and brought it to the other party's mouth.

Suzuki's smoked amber quiet eyes glanced at Futaba Makoto, then lowered her head, brushed her drooping temple hair behind her ears, and she took a bite.

"It's okay, isn't it?" Futaba Makoto said with a smile.

"It's my first time eating it too." Kaoru Suzuki chewed carefully.

Makoto Futaba let out a sigh, and then was a little speechless: "Then you just told me the benefits of a lot of natto?"

Kaoru Suzuki: "I read it in the book."

Shuangye Cheng: "..."

Seeing Makoto Futaba's speechless expression, Kaoru Suzuki smiled suddenly: "But the taste is indeed not bad."

"Come again?"

"Ah."

Futaba Makoto and Suzuki Kaoru quickly finished a bowl of natto rice, but the two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding about sharing a spoon, and neither of them said anything.

With Futaba Makoto's help, the two quickly prepared breakfast.

At this time, a voice came from the entrance in the distance, a long-legged girl walked in wearing short-sleeved shorts, with a towel hanging around her neck: "I'm back!"

"Hey, Cheng, you're awake." The energetic voice was naturally Nana's in the morning, but at this moment Futaba Makoto said, "Why don't you wear more clothes and go for a run in winter?"

"It's okay, I'm not cold." Nana said with a smile after jumping on the spot in the morning.

"You have to wear it too."

"Yes~~~"

In the morning, after Nana responded, she went upstairs to take a shower.

"I'll go wake them up." Makoto Futaba said to Kaoru Suzuki next to him after Nana went upstairs in the morning.

Kaoru Suzuki was serving miso soup at this time, and after hearing Makoto Futaba's words, he nodded slightly.

Makoto Futaba took out his glasses from his pocket, put them on, and glanced upstairs. As expected, the two girls were still sound asleep.

Just looking up from the perspective of the living room, it's somewhat funny.

"I guess he stayed up late again." Taking off his glasses, Makoto Futaba returned to the second floor and planned to wake up Shoko Kojima first, because he was afraid that Gong Baiyuyou would delay him.

Coming to Kojima Shoko's door, Futaba Makoto reached out and knocked on the door: "Kojima, wake up."

There was no response from inside, but Futaba Makoto noticed that a corner of a manuscript paper was exposed under the door.

Ok?
Makoto Futaba bent down, then slowly pulled out the manuscript paper, and found that it was indeed a draft of the book.

Holding the draft of the book in his hand, Makoto Futaba looked at both sides with a guilty conscience. After seeing that there was no one else, he glanced at the contents.

"Have you changed the painting style?" Futaba Makoto realized something was wrong with just one glance, because Kojima Shoko's paintings have always emphasized the visual impact, so some body parts will be deliberately drawn larger, but it is not against the harmony. But the contents of this sketch seem quite normal.

"This is the last page?" Futaba Makoto glanced at the ending, but always felt something was wrong.

[I like you the most, Makoto! ]
[Me too! ]
Makoto Futaba always feels that the characters in it are a bit like himself, and the petite appearance of the heroine is also a bit like Shoko Kojima.

And the most critical and most critical.

Is this the end of pure love? !
Has the tauren painter become a good teacher? !
Makoto Futaba was a little unbelievable, but at this time, the door in front of him opened, and Shoko Kojima's small face came into view. She seemed to have finished washing, and there were still water stains on her face: "Senior, I'm ready!" Hey, is Xiangzi cute today?"

The next second, she suddenly noticed what Futaba Makoto was holding in his hand, which always felt inexplicably familiar.

"..."

"Ah?!!!" The cry, like a groundhog emoji, instantly resounded through the second floor.

(End of this chapter)