Tokyo host

Chapter 330 Active

this morning.

The rhythmic tapping of kitchen knives and chopping boards echoed in the kitchen.

The short-haired girl was wearing an apron, quietly preparing breakfast.

"morning."

"morning."

At this time, there was a faint sound coming from the second floor.

Kaoru Suzuki didn't look up, but from the corner of his eyes, he noticed that Ninomiya Ye came down from the second floor at this time.

"Ms. Suzuki, good morning." Seeing Kaoru Suzuki busy in the kitchen, Ninomiya Ye greeted.

"Good morning, are you going to school?"

"Ah...that guy Hayasaka is on duty today, so I can save it so early."

Kaoru Suzuki moved his eyes and stayed on the bento box beside the table: "So, it seems that this breakfast is a bit wasted."

"Sorry to worry you, I forgot to mention this last night."

"do not mind."

"Let me help."

"Ok."

Ninomiya Ye also walked into the kitchen wearing an apron. After seeing the ingredients on the table, she couldn't help but said, "It's hard work, preparing so many dishes every day, Miss Suzuki, aren't you tired?"

"No, it's better to say that I have found one of the few things that can be done." Kaoru Suzuki cut the ingredients without seeming to be embarrassed at all.

"Also, everyone will come over to help, so it's really not worth talking about being tired."

"So it is."

At this moment, there was a loud noise from the stairs, and Futaba Makoto walked down with Yuko in one hand.

After Ninomiya Ye glanced over there, he quickly looked away.

"Very concerned?" Kaoru Suzuki asked suddenly.

"No, no, what do I care about?" Ninomiya Ye felt as if her heart skipped a beat when asked so suddenly by the girl beside her, and then quickly began to deny it.

Kaoru Suzuki nodded slightly.

"That guy." Seeing Makoto Futaba sitting in the living room, Ninomiya Ye looked at Kaoru Suzuki, "Have you always lived alone before?"

"Before?" Kaoru Suzuki put down the knife, and couldn't help but recall the first time he came to Xiaoxiongzhuang.

She seemed to think of something funny, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly: "Well, I think so."

"I see." Ninomiya nodded, as if thinking about something.

Leaning her back against the stove, she couldn't help asking the confusion in her heart: "Miss Suzuki, is the blood relationship between parents and children really important?"

"I do not know."

"Eh."

"It's better to say that I'm also waiting for an answer." Kaoru Suzuki's voice was faint, "Some people are obviously not related by blood, but they are as close as father and son. Some people are obviously close relatives of flesh and blood, but they are as cold as a machine."

"Blood relationship, is it important?"

"I think whether it is important or not depends on what you think."

She laughed: "If I have a really good relationship with my parents, then whether I have a blood relationship is actually not a very important thing."

"For me, knowing they love you is enough."

"..."

After Ninomiya Ye heard it, she was slightly silent. She subconsciously looked at Futaba Makoto for a few seconds, then looked away: "Where is Futaba? What did he think before his parents had an accident?"

"I do not know."

"Is it."

"But he must have had a happy family before, as can be seen from the photos." Kaoru Suzuki said.

"photo?"

"The photo frame next to the TV is the photos of their family of three."

"...the one that was put up recently?"

"No, it's always been there."

"Sorry, I didn't observe carefully."

breakfast time—

"Senior, ah~"

"Skin!"

Futaba Makoto, who was caught in the middle, was ruthlessly fed by two girls on the left and right.

"Well, I can eat it myself." Makoto Futaba seemed a little helpless with Gongbai Yuyou and Kojima Shoko sticking to each other like this, "Also, isn't the thing you put in a little weird?"

"Strange?" Shoko Kojima looked at the pickled cucumber he had picked up, and was a little puzzled, "Would it be?"

Does anyone eat pickles early in the morning? !
Gong Baiyu lowered his eyes expressionlessly, and glanced at the oyster he was holding with chopsticks.

And where did you get the oysters, which shouldn't be on your morning table? ! ! !

At this time, Gong Baiyuyou seemed to have read Futaba Makoto's thoughts, and silently gave a thumbs up.

【This is a great tonic】

"Hey, there's a good way." Nana next to her suddenly raised her hand and said, "I promise to eat well."

The three of them glanced at her: "What?"

In the morning, Nana was holding a knife in her hand, and brought the food between the two women...

A few seconds later, an oyster sandwiched between two pickles appeared in front of everyone——

"Clang clang clang clang! Nana's secret little hamburger! Doesn't it feel good?" The girl still looked a little complacent, "Try it quickly!"

Two slices of pickled cucumbers are used as bread, and the filling in the middle is oysters...

"No, no, no, in a sense, this is already the category of dark cuisine, why can you turn ordinary food into dark cuisine without going to the kitchen?!"

"Hey, Ah Cheng is mean, it's not a bad combination at all." Nana muttered aggrievedly in the morning, "Is my cooking so bad?"

"It's not a question of whether it's hard to eat, it's a question of whether it can be eaten!"

"Big radish chicken, I'm ignoring you."

"Eh?!"

It was still lively breakfast time, and Ninomiya Ye who was sitting in the corner watched all this silently.

After a few seconds, she sighed softly, then put down her chopsticks: "I'm full, thank you for the hospitality."

"Going to school early?" At this time, Makoto Futaba asked.

Ninomiya Ye did not answer, but held the sword and planned to go to the yard to exercise for a while.

Seeing this scene, Yuko asked in the morning, "Is there really a quarrel?"

"Shh, Yuko." Sakuragawa Keke hissed.

"Okay, don't ask so many questions." Futaba Makoto stretched out his hand and tapped Yuko's head lightly.

"Oh."

The people in the house left for school one after another, and Ninomiya Ye was still practicing his sword——

It wasn't until Makoto Futaba and the others left that she slowly put down the bamboo knife, then turned and went back to the living room to take a shower before going to school.

Inadvertently, her eyes fell on the photo.

The girl's pupils shrank slightly.

……

……

……

"Is it your father?"

In the gymnasium after school, the girl stopped, looked directly at Futaba Makoto and asked this question that didn't need an answer.

Sure enough, the man in front of him fell silent.

"Well, if it's not twins, probably yes." Makoto Futaba said slowly.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Ninomiya Ye took a deep breath, as if trying to calm himself down.

"Because I want to know the truth before making a decision. I know my father, so I want to know what happened in the first place." Futaba Makoto smiled, "Although it is strange to say that, you are very likely to be my biological sister .”

Ninomiya Night: "..."

After a few seconds of silence, she suddenly said, "Let's go to my house."

"Ah."

……

The Ninomiya family.

Ninomiya Yizhi, with a body like an orangutan, even sitting on the ground feels oppressive.

But at this moment, he sat on the ground, folded his arms and remained silent.

There is no other reason, just because of the two young people sitting in front of him.

Futaba Makoto, Ninomiya Ye.

There was no one else in the quiet room, and the three of them didn't make any sound at this moment. The silence was a bit scary.

Futaba Makoto and Ninomiya Ye were all staring at Ninomiya Yizhi at this time, and what was placed in front of the man was a photo——

"Ugh."

It seemed that after some internal struggle, Ninomiya Yizhi sighed.

"It's an old thing that shouldn't be brought up, you two guys...why do you like to expose people's scars so much?" Ninomiya Yizhi's tone was filled with indescribable sadness.

"Sorry, Father, I really want to know what happened back then! And, my life experience." Ninomiya Ye bowed his head and said.

"That's right, the man in that photo, strictly speaking, is indeed your biological father." Ninomiya Yizhi sighed again and said the answer.

Ninomiya Ye clenched her fists, even if she knew the truth, when the man in front of her said this sentence, she still gritted her teeth: "So, father, you have been betrayed..."

"And the object is Futaba's father." Ninomiya Makoto looked at Futaba Makoto.

At this time, Futaba Makoto scratched his cheek with a strange expression.

"No, that's not the case at all, Ye, your mother didn't betray me at all."

At this time, Ninomiya Yizhi suddenly said.

"Eh?" Ninomiya Ye was stunned for a moment, what does this mean.

"How should I put it, because I took the initiative to ask Futaba."

"Eh?!"

(End of this chapter)