Tokyo, night.

The boy rubbed his head against the pillow underneath, yawned a long time before slowly opening his eyes.

It was obviously a strange bed, but for some reason, Qianyuan slept very soundly during this period, as if all the fatigue and depression that came from these days had been wiped out.

I lifted the quilt upwards. The temperature difference in summer is really big, so it shouldn't be a problem to stay in the crib for a while.

It took him a lot of time before he sat up from the bed with his eyes squinted lazily, trying to adapt to the light in the bedroom.

Obviously, the curtains were not pulled well when I was sleeping.

Tear open the curtains, and with the moonlight outside and the faint lights on the roadside that faintly shone in, Chihara barely found the switch of the lights in the room.

When the hazy lights in the room slowly shone down from above, he blinked instinctively, and then couldn't help but start looking around.

The high shelves in the room are full of cute little things and mysterious Asian-style ornaments, and fashion magazines are piled up like mountains.

A huge ragdoll bear toy was placed next to the bed, and a few dresses and underwear were placed on the desk next to it, messy and lazy.

It seems that the owner of the room should not have tidyed up the room often, it is really much more sloppy than Mr. Chihara's bedroom.

There are also several short-sleeved and even sleeveless clothes hanging on the seats - you can probably see the armpits after wearing them.

According to logical reasoning, people who dare to buy such clothes are likely to have no body odor.

The only thing worthy of praise is the fragrance floating in the room, which made the boy a little envious.

The smell came from the bed. Qianyuan subconsciously narrowed his eyes and glanced in that direction, and found a small bottle next to the bedside table with a few thin sticks inserted into it.

It seems that that is the source of the fragrance.

After sitting on the bed with his eyes closed and his energy was restored for a while, he yawned lazily and rubbed his eyes and walked out of the bedroom slowly.

The corridor outside was dark and dark, leaving only the murmuring at the end of the turn on the right.

Qianyuan turned around and walked slowly with the wall, until a corner of 270 degrees suddenly appeared on the wall, and a bright TV screen light.

"Are you involved in Miss Uchida..."

"Oh, Qianyuan Jun, you're awake."

The boy nodded.

The light illuminated her figure, and Qian Yuanzi leaned against the shadow in the corridor, far away from the light source, and could not even see the movements clearly.

The girl pressed the menu button in the handle to pause the game, then stood up and walked towards the light button in the living room with a lollipop in her hand.

With a light tap, a light that was obviously much brighter than in the room illuminated the entire living room. The strong visual stimulation made Qianhara, who had just woken up, unable to help but raise his hand and squint his eyes.

"How long have I been sleeping?" the boy asked with his eyes closed.

"It's nine o'clock in the evening now..." The girl looked at the wall clock in the room, "It's about seven hours."

It was so bumpy in the afternoon that I could sleep, which was amazing. Anyway, Miss Uchida Masaru couldn't stand it after thinking about it, especially when Yuma put him down before, the fierce shock on her shoulders... it was like treating her father-killing enemy.

"It's nine o'clock!?"

This is a bit outrageous.

His eyes glanced and noticed the white mobile phone on the coffee table beside Uchida Masaru. The boy was wearing the slippers he wore when he got out of bed and was about to pick up his mobile phone.

"Is Chihara-kun trying to notify others to sue for safety?" Uchida Mari asked in advance with her head tilted.

"Well, it's almost the same." Qianyuan pressed the home button lightly but found that there was no response at all. He decisively and habitually pressed the power button.

"I'm sorry to say, Chihara Jun's cell phone is out of battery..." The girl shook her head, "And because I don't have a linghting cable at home, charging is also very troublesome."

It can only be said that the charging port data cables of this era are blooming, and there is no unified standard at all. As a special limited edition, where does the cables come from if you don’t use them?

Looking at the boy's anxious appearance, Uchida Mari gently took out the lollipop in his mouth and asked curiously: "Does Chihara Jun want to call others to report on Hei?"

"Yes." Chiyuan nodded, and then suddenly thought, "Miss Uchida, can you lend me your phone to use?"

"Yes, yes..." The girl turned back, stretched her arms and picked up her cell phone from the sofa she had just lying down and was about to hand it over.

"Thanks."

Seeing him taking it, he looked at him with a look of looking directly at him, Uchida Mari asked with some amused feeling: "Who are you calling?"

"The sister at home." The young man answered immediately.

Uchida Mari smiled, and her slender arms held her chin and looked at the boy's face, with a hint of playful expression, "Shenhara Jun really has the habit of calling girls who are many years older than him to call them sister..."

"Ahem..."

The boy with a cramped look suddenly burst into laughter, as if Uchida Masaru's words had revealed some of his secrets. Then the boy turned his head and looked subconsciously in one direction.

It was the dark night outside the window, but there were still no stars today.

"Don't worry, when you were sleeping just now, Senior Zhuda had called..." The girl waved her hand, "She said she was full after dinner."

Recalling the tone of gritting teeth when talking to each other, Uchida Mari sighed helplessly and said quietly with resentment: "However, Senior Chihara, you have so many requirements for sleeping..."

Hum? What does this mean?

When Chihara's face was filled with surprise when she heard Masari Uchida's words.

The girl paused, put the lollipop back in her mouth, gave him a blank look, and then said slowly: "Senior Zhuda said that he only slept on a new quilt and a new pillow. He would want to vomit when he smelled other people's smells. The air had to circulate, but the windows should not be opened too much. The most important thing is..."

“The room has to have lavender aromatherapy!”

When it comes to this, the girl’s resentment becomes deeper.

"Senior Chihara, do you know that I went to the supermarket for this lavender aromatherapy?"

In the next time, Uchida Masaru's eyes were full of the same meaning - [Reimbursement]

Looking at the person standing in front of him, the girl's slender fingers gently tapped the tabletop back and forth, making a not-so-dollar dong sound.

"Well... although it's a bit too much." Qianyuan hesitated for a while, and finally said it while rubbing his chin.

"This lavender was probably Zhuda who deceived you because I never smell other fragrances when I sleep."

"?"

She had candy in her mouth, pinched the handle in her hand, and stared at Chihara with wide eyes.

...

Just play games and have fun.

Uchida Mari sat cross-legged on the wooden floor beside him, leaning back, and the handle in his hand was pressed very loudly.

Then the girl asked vaguely: "I bought the aromatherapy in the room in vain?"

"Yes, you bought it for nothing." Qianyuan nodded.

“…can it be reimbursed?”

"Yes, but I have to take it back."

Uchida Mari turned his head in surprise, "Don't you need it?"

Qianhara did ask back: "I have paid all the money, how could I waste it?"

Frugality is the high-quality character engraved into his DNA.

Seeing his stingy look, he originally thought that he could rub a bottle of aromatherapy with just running legs, but now the girl whose plan was broken shook her head and said with gratitude: "Fortunately, I'm not willing to buy a new quilt and a new pillow..."

Otherwise it would be a waste of money.

After saying this, Qianyuan recalled the quilt that had been wrapped in her for a long time when she woke up, and the pillow that was very comfortable to lie down.

So he suddenly asked with a heavy expression: "Then what I just built up..."

"Of course my room is only my bed!" the girl said naturally.

“…”

"No, what does your look that is still disgusting with [disgusting] means?" The girl frowned, looking at his sudden itchy and fleas crawling, and hummed gently.

Uchida Mari knocked on the table again, signaling to answer the question quickly.

Qianyuan was silent for a while, but no positive answer was answered.

After all, I have been lying down for seven hours, and I have probably been exposed to any sweat and bacteria that may appear on Miss Uchida on the quilt.

"Why don't I dislike Chihara Jun, you slept on my bed? Now you are disgusting me?" Chihara's unconcealed look seemed to arouse the girl's strong dissatisfaction. Uchida Mari couldn't help frowning and mosquito hummed.

Putting others on them, maybe even facing the girl's bed and quilt, Sihas got up.

Chihara thought about it repeatedly and wanted to answer seriously "Because I'm clean", but considering that Miss Uchida has an extremely amazing biological brother, she would rather choose not to commit suicide.

The boy looked at the clock in the living room, pulled a button on his shirt, and suddenly asked, "Where is Yuma? You shouldn't go out to play at night..."

"He's gone to bed early."

After a brief answer, the whole house was left with the sound of Uchida Mari sizzling candy sucking, and the creaking sound of her constantly pounding on the game controller.

Two or three seconds later.

Uchida Mari paused the game interface, pulled the collar of the high school uniform, and turned to look at the silent boy.

"Why are you so shocked?"
To be continued...