Tokyo host

After walking to the stairs, Makoto Futaba seemed to have two options in front of him at this time——

←Go to Kojima Shoko's room (trigger favorability event)
Go to Gongbai Yuyou's room (trigger favorability event) →
"It's not the hero of the galgame." After Shuangye Cheng complained slightly, he put aside all the miscellaneous thoughts in front of him, only children made choices, and he went for them all.

Let's go to Kojima's room first, she should suffer more damage.

Thinking of this, Futaba Makoto walked to Kojima Shoko's room, then reached out and knocked on the door lightly.

There was no sound in the room.

"Xiaojima, can I come in?" Makoto Futaba asked, but there was no response for a long time. Just when he was about to ask again, there was the sound of the door being unlocked—Xiaozi Shoko hugged him. Holding a doll, standing behind the door with red eyes, then looked up at Makoto Futaba, "Ex...Senior."

Futaba Makoto showed a gentle smile, "Can I go in?"

Shoko Kojima didn't answer, just lowered his head, and then turned his body sideways.

Futaba Makoto walked in directly, Kojima Shoko's room was not lit, but a weak lamp was lit on the desk, and Kojima Shoko was dressed tightly, standing at the door looking at a loss look like.

Futaba Makoto looked around Kojima Shoko's room slightly, but noticed that next to the desk where the sketches were placed, there was actually a photo of himself, which was carefully packaged into a photo frame.

"Don't, don't look."

Kojima Shoko stepped forward a few steps, and after covering the photo frame on the table, he stretched out his hand to grab the corner of his clothes.

After a while, she twitched her lips, "Senior, everyone...have you seen it?"

Seeing her sad appearance, Futaba Cheng didn't choose to lie to her, "I see, everyone is very worried about you."

Kojima Shoko lowered his head, then squatted on the ground hugging his knees, and buried his face in it.

Makoto Futaba also sat on the floor, then stretched out his hand suddenly, and took the petite Shoko Kojima into his arms—the girl subconsciously exclaimed, and felt the warmth from her chest, Makoto Futaba Just hugging her like this, stroking the back of her head gently.

"Senior, senior?" Kojima Shoko felt the initiative from Makoto Futaba almost for the first time, his face turned red, and his clear eyes showed surprise.

"Don't you like it?" Makoto Futaba asked.

"Hi... I like it..." Shoko Kojima's voice was almost as low as a mosquito, without the boldness of the past at all.

Shoko Kojima held it very lightly, as soft and petite as holding a doll, soft and comfortable.

After seeing her docile in his arms, Futaba Cheng coughed lightly, and said silently in his heart:
Sorry Grandpa, give your Ripple one more time.

"Xiangzi, in fact, the Futaba family has an ancestral secret medicine for treating scars, which was passed down to me by my grandfather." Makoto Futaba said.

At this moment, Kojima Shoko was still obsessed with Futaba Makoto calling her Shoko, but when he heard what he said, he froze for a moment, then shook his head,

"Senior, you don't need to comfort me, these marks of mine...even using laser to remove the scars won't work."

What Futaba Makoto said just now was taken by Shoko Kojima as comforting words, but Futaba Makoto looked at her seriously, "It's true, trust me."

A high charm value is not only attractive, but also has another effect, that is, the words are full of convincing magic, not to mention that the intelligence of girls in love will plummet.Even though Shoko Kojima knew that such scars could not be completely removed even by laser, and that the so-called secret medicine was nonsense, she still believed in Makoto Futaba,
"Senior... really?"

"Really." Futaba Makoto then took out the potion he had prepared, and even packed it in a crock pot like an izakaya, just to give it more historical traces.

Kojima Shoko looked at the bottle in front of him, but saw a line of small characters in the corner——

【Appreciation period 2020/1/21】

"Senior, your medicine... seems to have expired." Shoko Kojima said hesitantly.

Shuangye Cheng: "..."

"No, you read it wrong." Makoto Futaba turned the bottle a little bit away, and then took a look at it, but he didn't expect this thing to have an expiration date, and Shoko Kojima actually saw it.

Gee.

"Okay, this is not a problem that needs to be concerned about. I can try the effect for you first." Makoto Futaba said, but remembered a problem, and his face became slightly stiff.

Kojima Shoko noticed the change in Futaba Makoto's expression at this time, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong, senior?"

"If you want to take medicine, you have to take off your clothes." Futaba Cheng thought for a while, then coughed in embarrassment and said, "But trust me, I don't mean to take advantage of you."

Kojima Shoko's eyes bent into cute crescents, "Senior, I'm all yours."

After finishing speaking, she slowly took off her clothes in front of Makoto Futaba, and she was still facing the front.

It also reminded Makoto Futaba of a famous line,

"Hello, thank you, Xiaolongbao, goodbye."

A line from Gong Bai Yuyou——

【Small and cute】

At this moment, Shoko Kojima's face was already flushed, but she turned around slowly, revealing the place she was least willing to show, which was covered with hideous wounds, which were shocking but heart-wrenching.

Her crystal-clear eyes fluctuated with water, and she whispered, "Senior, it's alright."

Futaba Makoto also knew that Kojima Shoko trusted him, and after taking a breath, he put his palms on those scars.

The wounds on Kojima Shoko's body can no longer be described as bad. Apart from the chasm-like wounds, there are also some protruding scar sarcoids. The combination is moving.

The potion can be taken directly or wiped off.

Makoto Futaba pressed his palms on those wounds, but the touch made Shoko Kojima whisper, "Senior, it's ugly there."

"No, you are cute in my eyes."

"Seniors seldom praise me, do you think I am pitiful now?"

"No, a good boy like you who is working hard, who has the right to pity you?" Makoto Futaba said with a smile, "These scars can't hide your shining point."

His words were like a warm current, and Kojima Shoko couldn't help but open his mouth, but the haze in his heart seemed to be lifted a bit.

Her lips were pursed, and finally burst into a bright smile,

"Senior, I really like you the most."

"Yes, yes, yes." Being confessed by the other party again, Futaba Cheng didn't say anything, but poured out a little of the medicine in the bottle, and then gently rubbed it on her back.

The cold touch first made Kojima Shoko yelp softly, and then dense itching sensations came from his back.