The glory of Kyoto wings

Chapter 6
Waking up from sleep, Minamoto Raikou felt refreshed.

The curtains were carefully drawn halfway.

The chirping of sparrows can be heard through the gaps in the glass windows, the clear morning air flows through the room, and the electric poles stand under the sea-like sky.

The golden morning light shone in, just reaching Minamoto's waist, so that it wouldn't make him feel dazzling.

Minamoto Raikou took a few breaths of air full of sunshine, and glanced sideways at another empty bed next to him, the futon was neatly folded as if no one had slept on it.

Having a good roommate is really a peace of mind.

At least the room will not be as messy as a pigsty, and there will be no disgusting air, and there will be no snoring and grinding of teeth at night.

I went to the small and clean bathroom to brush my teeth, and patted my face with cold water. The feeling of tightening pores made me more awake.

Minamoto raised his head to look at himself in the mirror, a familiar but slightly unfamiliar face appeared, and the hair on his forehead in the mirror was stained with tiny drops of water.

The nose is relatively high, but there are no double eyelids.

The cheeks are thin and the cheekbones are more obvious, and there is a feeling of cutting mountains and mountains, but they are not round enough.

It's not the weakness of sallow and thin face, but the normal thin face.

In the mirror, his shoulders are broad. In fact, he doesn't have much flesh on his body, and his body is supported by the skeleton of his shoulders.

I didn't have the long hair that Japanese people usually like. The sides of the ears and the back of the head are short. Only the top and bangs are slightly longer and refreshing.

This kind of appearance probably can't be called handsome, and he can't feel his temperament.

There are very few good-looking bones and skins in the world. Survivor bias often makes people underestimate their own looks. His level can only be regarded as a little above average at best.

People are more or less anxious about appearance when they are young, but as they age, connotation will always take up more choices.

Minamoto Raimitsu was not anxious about his appearance.

The main reason is that he has tried but can't do anything. This kind of thing is not something that can be changed by subjective will, and it is also possible that he is not the worst.

Jingle Bell--

Suddenly there was a crisp ringing of the phone in the bedroom.

Minamoto Raimiko wiped his face, walked out of the bathroom quickly, wiped his wet hands with a paper towel, then picked up the mobile phone thrown on the bed, looked at the caller ID and hesitated, and then slowly connected.

"Ah Guang! Why did it take so long to answer the phone? Were you working just now?" A male voice full of vigor came out of the microphone.

It even made Minamoto Raimitsu subconsciously move some phones away.

Even the eardrums were shaking so painfully.

"What are you doing with such a loud voice, old man! What if Ah Guang's work is interrupted by us? If Ah Guang's boss blames me, I will blame you!"

Before Minamoto Raikou could speak, a sharp female voice suddenly came from the other side of the microphone, and there seemed to be the friction of body movements, and the hiss of a man gasping for breath.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, old lady, don't be angry, let me keep my voice down."

A man begging for mercy came from the phone.

Soon the microphone returned to calm.

The female voice just now came again.

"Hello? Ah Guang, are you listening? Are we interrupting your work? If you're working, we'll hang up first, and we'll call you after lunch."

Minamoto Larimitsu tidied up his bed, and said in a very natural tone:
"I didn't go to work part-time this morning. Why did your second elder call me? Did something happen at home?"

"Oh, it's fine if I don't bother you. How can there be anything at home? We just missed you and called you. The old man called you last night, and he couldn't save himself. I'm sorry, but until today I still can't help it in the morning hahaha."

"What are you talking about, old woman! Do I care what's wrong with my son?"

"Then don't ask me to dial the number just now. After dialing the number, I grab the phone by myself. I have to say the first sentence myself."

The slightly domineering female voice quickly subsided, and then asked cautiously:

"Ah Guang, don't pay attention to this old man, we just called to ask how you are, how are you looking for a job recently?"

"I'm still preparing my graduation thesis, part-time jobs are fine, but I don't have a serious job yet." Minamoto Larimitsu replied truthfully.

"Otherwise, Ah Guang, you're welcome to come back. We've already prepared money for you, and I'll entrust you, Uncle Fukuhara, to contract a piece of land. We, father and son, can produce new types of agricultural products together. I heard that we can make money!"

The voice of the man on the other end of the phone seemed a little excited.

"What are you talking about, Ah Guang is a college student at Kyoto University, who would like to work with you mud legs!"

The man's sobbing sound came from the microphone again, this time it was obviously more painful than before, it seemed that he put all his strength into it.

Minamoto Larimitsu's mother changed her face very quickly, and her voice softened immediately, she just comforted softly:
"Ah Guang, don't listen to him. You can find a job slowly. Do you still need money recently? If you need it, I will call you later."

"I have enough money to spend on me, so you don't need to give it to me in such a hurry." Yuan Laiguang was a little dumbfounded by the contrast between his parents.

"That won't work. Kyoto is a big city. Although we are in the countryside, we are close to each other and we have never been there before. Even eating there costs a lot of money. Don't suffer yourself just to save money."

The female voice on the phone began to chatter.

But Minamoto Raimitsu just sat by the bed and listened quietly, and replied seriously from time to time, trying to comfort the two old people's worries and concerns about him.

After playing for more than half an hour, I hung up the phone.

Minamoto Larimitsu smiled helplessly. It was the parents' intention to miss You Zi, and it was the duty of You Zi to respond to his parents' peace of mind.

This made him even more dissatisfied with Yuan Bo's original actions.

But the Sri Lankan has passed away, so it is difficult to judge.

He occupied this body again and stole the family affection that he didn't value much, but it made him feel warm when he came to a strange world.

Whether it's the blood relationship or the warmth that allows him to quickly accept reality, he certainly won't waste or ignore this warmth.

"So if you want to repay your parents, you have to work hard."

Minamoto Raimitsu looked at the computer that was turned on in front of him.

The forum page displayed on the screen is a post about admonishing rejection of love.

"Anything that falls in love must be sacrificed!"

"Such as time, money, energy!"

"Not even perfect!"

"As we all know, dating is very difficult. Let alone confessing, you may be rejected, get a good person card and then exit in embarrassment."

"Besides, paying so much doesn't necessarily mean happiness. You might even be taken over as an honest person. This has nothing to do with backgrounds such as appearance and family background. Even a handsome guy who is glamorous may be teased, not to mention that he may be teased when he is greedy. There is personal danger."

"So the best way to prevent these problems is to refuse to associate and enjoy a celibate life."

Yuan Laiguang agrees with the content of this post.

But what did these senior warnings have to do with him?
As long as you are hated by girls, you can reverse and get rewards?

Then he has to do a few tricks with the tea art master?

Anyway, as long as you don't give your heart, you won't be hurt by anyone.

Now that he has decided to live on his own, Minamoto Raimitsu no longer hesitates, and chooses to try what he guessed last night.

Take out the phone to unlock the screen, open the communication software LINE, and select the list of contacts.

All women except the teacher and Hiromi Yoshikawa were selected.

Quickly edit the content with your fingers and send it directly with one click.

"I really like you, please date me!"

(End of this chapter)