Even the whole world is trying to match us up

Chapter 161 Is this a club activity? (Thanks to LensNiaz for the reward!)
The destination has arrived.

In front of a small building.

"Hatsukano-san."

"what happened?"

"You coming or me?"

Hatsukano Suzune looked at Natsume Kiyoha immersedly, wondering why she was still mumbling after knocking on the door.

He didn't answer, he just stepped forward and tapped a few times.

"In Adler's psychology, psychological counseling is not considered a kind of 'treatment', but is regarded as 're-education'.

This is why anyone who wants to be a good teacher will learn about teenage psychology. And education is something that cannot be accomplished in an instant. "Natsume Qingyu said minding his own business.

"Of course I know." Hatsukano Suzune nodded.

"I think so too."

A few minutes later.

"Welcome, welcome." Chiharu Komatsu stepped aside sincerely and enthusiastically, holding a huge washed white radish in her hand.

"Hello, aunt, are you cooking so early?" Natsume Qingyu greeted politely.

As a senior diner, Natsume Qingyu had a hunch that they would have a meal here at noon.

"Making soup, cooking soup." Chiharu Komatsu stepped back sincerely and enthusiastically, "We don't have many slippers at home, so please be casual and there is no need to change shoes."

As soon as she said this, Suzune Hatsukano took off her shoes, revealing a pair of brand new white socks, and walked in as if she were barefoot.

Natsume Kiyoha didn't dare to look too much, fearing that Hatsugano Suzune would say gently in front of Aunt Komatsu, 'Natsume Club member, why do you keep staring at my feet? '

Recalling the disgusted look in his eyes, he took off his shoes and followed quickly.

Compared with the dark outdoor environment, although the lights need to be turned on during the day in the narrow cabin, it is not depressing.

The wall paint is light blue and dotted with many kawaii stickers.

Astronauts, little stars, crescent moon, dolphins... sea otters.

Ok?
Natsume Qingyu subconsciously glanced at the girl in front of him.

Unfortunately, Hatsukano Suzune's soft gaze also happened to be turned away from the wall.

"What's the matter?" The girl who stopped asked softly, but her eyes became visibly fierce.

The atmosphere is here.

Of course it is...

"It's okay." Natsume Qingyu shook his head.

Is it really cuter on LINE?
"What would you like to drink?" Chiharu Komatsu opened the refrigerator and stuck her head out.

Then have a cup of non-flammable oolong tea.

Natsume Qingyu was about to say something, but was interrupted by a clear voice.

"Thank you, auntie, let's get down to business first."

"Well... the tree is in the room, so I can't scream." Komatsu Chiharu showed a bitter smile.

Natsume Qingyu suddenly discovered that the mother's dark circles were very heavy. She must have used foundation to cover them when she came to school that day.

"It doesn't matter, let him try." The girl glanced at her side unwilling to give up.

"Ah? Me?" Natsume Qingyu pointed at himself, tilting his head slightly, his expression dull.

"Well -" Hatsukano Suzune raised her snow-white neck, "Do you have any objections? I'm a social expert."

"That's not true." Natsume Qingyu said he was obedient, but his heart was impetuous.

The second time?

Could it be that the soup bag in the morning was filled with gunpowder?

He was so angry that he crossed his shoulders with his hands and trembled all over.

With Popeye's attitude, he walked proudly towards the only closed door in the house.

Chiharu Komatsu was really stunned.

"It's good to get used to it. He will be normal once in a while." As his superior, Suzune Hatsukano explained, stroking his forehead with his hand.

The big monster general is troubled by the little monster corporal.

"It's okay, this is good. It's very... oh, yes, the vitality of young people." Chiharu Komatsu's eyes gradually brightened and she agreed.

"Hello." Natsume Qingyu stood in front of the door and knocked lightly.

"Who is it?" The childish voice was mixed with a little irritability.

"Huh? He really asked me. I told him my name, but he didn't know." Natsume Qingyu scratched his head and made the famous gesture of pointing his finger at the friendly troops.

[What kind of weirdo is here again? 】

"Mom! Forget about hiring a psychiatrist! Why bring a comedian to your house!!" The room shook.

"No, they are what I told you before, big brother and big sister." Chiharu Komatsu explained quickly.

"Commissioner Natsume, please be more serious in your work."

"I'm serious, but if you can't see anyone, you can't break in." Natsume Qingyu said speechlessly.

The air was quiet.

"Wait, I'm just joking." Natsume Qingyu saw the girl who was thinking seriously.

It's said to be a club activity, but the protagonist has nothing to do if he doesn't go out.

The focus was on the conversation with Aunt Chiharu.

The child's name is Fujimotoshu.

Children from single-parent families take their father's surname and their mother's surname.

Currently studying in junior high school.

Although life was full of challenges and difficulties, his mother never gave up on her care and education.

He even works multiple jobs to support his family.

She wants to use her actions to tell Xiaojie that even if the role of father is missing in their lives, they can still live a happy and fulfilling life.

How to face difficulties and become a responsible person.

But for some reason, after entering second grade, Fujimotoshu suddenly became passive and stayed at home.

To this end, she also painstakingly tried many methods.

Although she didn't say it, Natsume Qingyu thought that the cute wall paint, the fresh flower arrangements in the dark rental house, and the various educational books on the bookshelf were probably all for this purpose.

The conversation ended and it was almost noon.

Natsume Kiyoha found Hatsukano Suzune who left midway.

She stood quietly in front of the closed door, seeming to be thinking about something.

"What are you doing standing there? Becoming the door god and wishing you good weather all year round?"

"Stand... to eat." Hatsukano Suzune's eyes wandered and she said absentmindedly, "Fujimoto-san is not going out, so we will be here today."

"Then you can just sit at home and have lunch before leaving." Komatsu Chiharu poked her head from the corner of the wall and invited.

"No, no need." Natsume Qingyu politely refused.

"I came here on a big weekend and spent so much time on the road. Auntie will feel bad about it."

"Auntie, please let me help." The young man changed his face quickly.

"No, no, just wait." Komatsu Chiharu beamed.

"I'll feel bad if I come here without doing anything and have a free meal." Natsume Qingyu tried to get inside.

Hatsukano Suzune calmly watched the two pulling, her temples aching.

If they didn't stop it, they might still be struggling for a long time.

"Then let's break it down and do it together."

As soon as the scene stopped, the other two people's eyes moved over.

They haven't said anything yet.

But as Suzune Hatsukano walked towards the kitchen, things were already settled.

Oops.

Natsume Qingyu smiled.

The farce is over. The kitchen is not big, just big enough for three people to move around.

Division of labor has become indispensable.

The girl carefully observed the structure of the kitchen and made arrangements: "Auntie cooks the rice, Suzune cooks, and members of the Natsume team help wash and peel the vegetables."

In silence, the first person to speak with a strong voice can easily become the center, allowing the weaker ones to obey subconsciously.

"Then...it's troublesome." Komatsu Chiharu smiled dullly.

"Leave the menial work of chopping vegetables and spooning to me." Natsume Qingha took into account the identity of Hatsukano Suzune and felt that this arrangement was a bit inappropriate.

"I owe you a whole meal." Hatsugano Suzune raised her eyes with a fierce look.

"...Okay." The young man who was attacked felt inexplicably warm in his heart.

It's an unexpected development.

The mean lady doesn't seem to be that mean after all.

"Auntie, please steam less rice at noon. I have a small appetite." Seeing that Natsume Qingha had become more honest, Hatsukano Suzune did not forget to mention it.

"It's okay, the young man just asked me to steam more. He said he didn't have breakfast but he was starving." The enthusiastic Chiharu Komatsu responded loudly.

"...Oh oh, okay, please, auntie." Hatsugano Suzune thought far away, clenched her hands, and looked at the boy who was squatting beside the trash can and already peeling potatoes with some confusion.

Complex, really complex.

Sure enough, it has research value.

I really want to dissect him.

"Girl, put on an apron. It won't be good if your clothes get dirty." Chiharu Komatsu has been a housewife for many years. She is really an efficient person. She is washing rice and preparing to put it in the rice cooker just by talking.

"Okay." Hatsukano Suzune turned around and was stunned.

The apron on the wall is also almost blue, because it is a Doraemon model. The pattern of the mechanical cat is printed on the front, and the pockets are designed to just stay on the abdomen.

After only a moment of hesitation, he easily hung it up and fastened it tightly behind his back with his hands behind his back.

"I'll do it." The young man peeked over at this side from time to time and stood up.

"I can do it myself." Hatsukano Suzune replied in a deep voice.

next moment.

"ah."

Her fingers seemed to be touched by electricity and she quickly retracted them.

Her beautiful eyes opened and her body trembled.

The two little claws that were retracted stopped slightly stiffly in mid-air.

Obviously, the hand suddenly reaching for her waist from behind startled her.

"What's the matter? Are you injured?" Komatsu Chiharu turned around and asked with concern without knowing it.

"I told you I'm here. Look, I got an electric shock." Natsume Qingyu tied the apron for her while smoothing things over.

Since Hatsukano Suzune's waist was very slender, the apron was a little too tight.

Doraemon's eyes suddenly had a murderous look.

"I really miss it." Seeing the harmonious appearance of the young couple, Komatsu Chiharu smiled slightly and felt quite emotional.

The speed of sound propagating in the air is approximately 340 meters per second.

At this distance, information can only be transmitted in an instant.

The girl who thought of something had her blush extending to the base of her ears.

The young man standing behind him and witnessing everything finally couldn't hold back his lips.

Laugh out loud.

But within a moment, there was another scream like a pig being slaughtered during the New Year in the Eastern Kingdom.

In the narrow space, the light seemed to get slightly brighter.

An interlude ends.

As the chef, Hatsukano Suzune quickly got into the mood.

Standing in front of the chopping board, looking attentive.

Her fingers were light and flexible, like a butterfly dancing among the flowers.

The blade flew in her hand, and every time it fell, it cut the vegetables into evenly sized pieces.

Her long, silky hair was gently tied back, with a few strands of hair hanging playfully beside her cheeks, swaying gently with her movements.

Her eyes were clear and bright, like two bright stars.

He is always serious about what he does.

Natsume Qingyu finally noticed something was wrong, stopped what he was doing, lowered his voice and asked, "Are you really the eldest lady?"

"It's just a stereotype." Hatsukano Suzune knew that Natsume Kiyoha was not sarcastic, so she responded calmly without looking at him.

Of course she knew that in many books, everyone seemed to be vilifying the image of the rich.

As everyone knows, people with real financial resources will even receive better quality education.

In short, it is...

"That's not entirely the case. It must be out of good family tradition." Natsume Qingyu peeled off the last piece of dirty skin from the potato in his hand, put it cleanly on the cutting board, and said sincerely.

"That's right." Hatsukano Suzune's eyebrows moved slightly, as if there were bright pearls in her eyes, the light was wandering.

The movements of his hands became lighter.

The scraps on the cutting board danced more cheerfully.

Food.

Chiharu Komatsu put the lunch box in her hands and handed it to Fujimotoshu's room through the crack in the door, then returned to the dining table.

The boy wearing anti-scalding gloves was happily walking out of the kitchen holding a small pot.

He was still shouting.

"Here comes the chicken soup."

"Why are you looking at me? You are all sitting here, eating." Natsume Qingyu took off his gloves, sat down, and said something like 'you're welcome'.

The two ladies looked at the steaming soup and had an indescribable feeling.

After all, there are adults present.

The dinner was not quiet, the topic was school.

"Do outstanding children like you have any unpleasant experiences when you go to school?" It was Chiharu Komatsu who started the topic.

"Yes, yes." Natsume Qingyu's rice was not stained at all.

"tell me the story."

"When I was taking chemistry class, I just closed my eyes and rested for a while..."

"Are you sure you just closed your eyes and rested your mind?" Hatsugano Suzune replied almost reflexively.

"It's rude to interrupt others, Hatsugano-san." Natsume Kiyoha pursed her lips as if she had tasted garlic.

"You're not... sorry." Halfway through her words, Hatsugano Suzune used her chopsticks to put a small ball of rice into her mouth and held the chopsticks in her mouth.

Annoying reflexes.

"Then the kind teacher handed me a piece of chalk and asked me to go to the blackboard to solve the problem. I hesitated for a long time and couldn't write a word. The sun outside the window was also extremely bright that day. I didn't dare to look back at all. My classmates His eyes are like gleams on my back, my T-shirt must be soaked." Natsume Qingyu continued to tell the story of the past vividly.

"Excellent members of the Natsume Club, have you ever had such an experience? What age are you in?" Hatsugano Suzune asked with interest.

"Junior High School." Natsume Qingyu didn't lie, but he didn't tell the complete truth either.

"How does it feel?"

"I am young and thin-skinned, my ears are red, and I am afraid of being laughed at. I feel it is normal, but as time goes by, I can also laugh and form a group with other buddies behind the classroom." Natsume Qingyu smiled and said, A bowl of warm chicken soup was served, "Attitude is very important."

NPCs can also gradually adapt to the environment.

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