Tokyo host

Chapter 7 Maybe the girl is not the real love of the landlord

night.

Insect chirping.

In the room, Kaoru Suzuki was lying on the bed holding the pillow, his legs were slightly clamped against the quilt, and his round toes were curled up.

After a while, she suddenly sighed and took out her phone from the pillow - after looking at the group photo on the wallpaper for a long time, she slowly sat down on the soft bed in a duck posture.

The room is clean and has all the necessary furniture except the kitchen, even the bathtub in the bathroom provides insulation, just like in a hotel.

"For such a nice room, I only get less than [-] yen a month. Is that guy too rich?"

Suzuki Kaoru recalled the smile of Makoto Futaba when he received the money. The happy emotions seemed to be painted on his face, and he couldn't see any fraud or performance at all. If it was really fake, then he could get a ten-day newspaper. Award for Best Actor.

In addition to the rent, there are other things she does to help the landlord. She chose to do hygiene, as long as she is responsible for the cleaning of the second floor.

But on the second floor, except for the floor of the corridor, which needs to be cleaned, the rest is the handrail stairs.

It can be said that the workload is quite small, but when Kaoru Suzuki suggested that the first floor should be cleaned together, Makoto Futaba said that there was already someone on the first floor.

Who is it?
That weird doll man?
Thinking of a giant Pikachu doll sweeping the floor with a broom, Kaoru Suzuki inexplicably felt that the whole painting style was different.

But no matter what, this is her temporary home, and it will not be reduced to a girl treated by gods.

Home……

Kaoru Suzuki shook her head mockingly. She put aside the absurd thoughts in her head and lay back on the bed.

After a long time, he suddenly let out a sigh:
"I really want to eat tempura."

……

[Tempura production is successful, cooking lv.3 proficiency is improved (72/100)]

In the kitchen on the first floor, Makoto Futaba used wooden chopsticks to gently shake the tempura in the oil pan, then put all kinds of tempura that were perfectly fried on a plate, and drained the oil with the oil-absorbing paper underneath.

"Perfect."

Waiting for the tempura to drain the oil, he looked forward, and after a while, a window appeared.

【Point exchange

1000 yen: 10
Detectors: 100
Perspective: 150
Flask of Speed: 250
Flask of Strength: 300
Healing Flask: 400
Attribute Points: 800
(Increase the number of tenants to unlock more redemptions)

special exchange
Single tenant recruitment: 1000
(New tenants appear within 72 hours after redemption)]

"many."

The amount of things that can be exchanged is a bit beyond Makoto Futaba's imagination, and it seems that this is only part of it, but the points he has on hand are only enough to exchange the first few items.

【detector:

You can know the basic information of the target (name, background, hobbies, etc.)]

[Perspective device:
I understand it, it is recommended to use it in no one place]

Know what it means to know...

After holding back his desire to complain, Makoto Futaba pondered for a while, and finally chose to save the points. He has not met a cute girl who wants to rent a house, so he doesn't need to exchange these items yet.

Closing the window, the tempura was drained at this time, so he set the plate and walked up to the second floor with the plate.

Knocked on Suzuki Kaoru's door, and footsteps soon came from inside, and then the door opened, revealing half of Suzuki Kaoru's face, she seemed to have just taken a shower, with water vapor all over her body, and her hair was Standing up with a headband, her face was as juicy and rosy as a peach, and her snow-white skin was slightly pink.

Suzuki Kaoru only wrapped a bath towel around her chest, and her long, straight and slender legs were exposed to the air so recklessly. After seeing Makoto Futaba, she slightly covered herself with the door:
"Is something wrong?"

"Dinner." Shuangye Cheng looked back and smiled while holding the plate:

"Eat tempura tonight."

Kaoru Suzuki looked at the dinner plate in Makoto Futaba's hands in silence, before showing a hesitant expression after a long time: "Is there still food here?"

"No, I'm practicing cooking recently." Futaba Makoto said:
"So I thought about making yours together by the way, if you don't dislike it."

Suzuki Kaoru looked at the tempura on Makoto Futaba's plate. The color and aroma were first-class. At this level, she didn't really believe that the other party was really practicing cooking, but—with the money she currently has on hand , It doesn't seem to be enough to eat a few meals. If she can really eat a few meals, it will greatly relieve her financial pressure.

But excluding the possibility of the other party's drug use, Suzuki Kaoru can't think of the other party's purpose anyway, but for safety reasons, don't take it lightly...

Oops, it smells so good.

The reason was instantly suppressed by the fragrance, and Suzuki Kaori looked at the tempura, which was delicious from any angle.

After a few seconds, her hands trembled, and she took the plate:
"Thank you."

"You're welcome, after eating, put the plate in the kitchen on the first floor or at the door, and I will clean it up." Shuangye Cheng smiled and left soon.

Suzuki Kaoru watched Futaba Makoto carry another plate to the front and back of the door at the end, but did not close the door in a hurry, but secretly observed——

"Student Gong Bai, it's time to eat." Shuangye Cheng knocked on the door.

After a full one or two minutes, the door slowly opened, and Makoto Futaba didn't seem to be in a hurry during this process.

Sure enough, it was the 'Pikachu' again.

"Come, eat tempura today."

'Pikachu' looked at Futaba Makoto for a while, then suddenly made a small voice:
"Pickup."

Shuangye Cheng suddenly blinked his eyes strangely:
"Classmate Gong Bai?"

"Skin."

"Miss Gong Bai?"

"Hill~"

"Gong Bai...Pikachu classmate?" Futaba Cheng paused and tried to speak. The other party nodded, took the plate, and staggered back to the room.

And this scene was naturally captured by Suzuki Kaoru who was not far away.

How did you hear it?
Kaoru Suzuki couldn't help but think, but when Makoto Futaba was about to turn around, she also closed the door.

"Meow~"

"Let's go Merlin, let's go have dinner."

Suzuki Kaoru leaned against the door. After listening quietly for a while, she came to the table with a plate.

After sitting down, she picked up a piece of shrimp tempura.

"Crack."

The entrance is crispy, and the ingredients wrapped inside bring plenty of sweetness because it is fresh enough.

"Delicious." Suzuki Kaori muttered.

Am I thinking too much?

late at night.

After a busy day, the landlord returned to the room. Instead of turning on the light, he sat on a sofa chair.

In the darkness, Futaba Cheng's eyes were very bright.

He touched Merlin who was sitting on his lap, squinted and said:
"It's time, Merlin."

"Meow~~~" Merlin called out.

Makoto Futaba showed a smile that was completely different from that of the day. This smile was more pure, happy, and even...a bit treacherous.

He stretched out his finger and finally pressed a button.

Immediately, the originally dim room lit up instantly, and the backlights of various colors flickered, bringing a full sense of technology.

Makoto Futaba pulls out a bottle of soda and a snack of potato chips from the mini fridge on the side.

Put on the headset, hold the cat, and hold the handle.

Makoto Futaba clicked on the game icon, and the smile on his face became even bigger:
"Tonight, have a good time hunting."

"Meow!"

(End of this chapter)