I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

She put down the hairless cat, tugged the hair on her chest a little awkwardly and looked away: "Then I'll go home first~ Goodbye Kira-kun~"

The hairless cat placed on the table lost its warm embrace and barked in dissatisfaction.

Its cry was arrogant and coquettish, and its wet eyes stared at Shiyu of Kasumigaoka without blinking.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was a little unable to walk.

Kira Yoshikage sighed and felt the phone in his pocket rang again, so he could only pick up the hairless cat, Shiyu of Asaka Hill, and waved: "Goodbye."

The hairless cat didn't struggle at all, but instead became wonderfully happy.

It rolled in Kira Yoshikage's arms, and even if it couldn't find a comfortable position at all, it settled down safely.

After watching Shiyu of Kasumigaoka leave, it is time for Yoshikage Kira to go back.

As he walked, he checked the text messages with a subtle resistance, not good or bad——

Newsletter from Lilith on April [-]st.

[By the way, Azusa is already waiting for you at the school gate~ Kira is super helpful! 】

Say something.

Yoshikage Kira felt that the word "helpful" in the newsletter was sarcasm or...weird encouragement or something.

He held the phone tightly, and frowned slightly.

Did he give Lilith the wrong signal on April [-]st to make her think that just two text messages and a hard candy... could make him change his schedule?

An apartment in Duwang Town

Today is a good day for quilting.

It was a dry and sunny day.

Chiba Yu took his quilt out to dry in the backyard, and looked up at the cemetery in front of him.

Because the sun was shining brightly, she had to narrow her eyes slightly to look straight ahead - the only advantage of living next to the cemetery was that...the feeling of being "alive" was more real.

She nodded to the landlord's grandfather, who was sitting in the backyard basking in the sun. Realizing that the old man's eyes were not good, she said softly, "...Hello."

"Hey, little girl, you are okay, you are okay..."

The landlord's grandfather was a little sleepy, but he still smiled with his old face: "I bought an oven a few days ago, I don't know if it will cause you to trip, if there is a power outage, remember to tell me! "

"it is good."

"Hey, you young people have so many tricks. Old man, I saw a cake maker on TV a few days ago. I'll make it for you later!" The older people may speak loudly, and the landlord's grandfather's voice is high. "I can still study and make biscuits when I go back!"

Chiba Yu has no intention of attacking the landlord's grandfather. In fact, if the requirements are not high... it seems that the rice cooker can also make cakes.

only...

'Why give it to me? '

She was puzzled, but she had no intention of telling others.

After answering "yes" to the landlord's grandfather, Chiba Yu walked towards his room.

The Hirose House next door was very lively, and there was a sound of heavy objects being flipped inside.

Possibly a fall?

Chiba Yu remembered Hirose Sizuki's legs that had nothing to do with "convenience" at all.

Before she could even think of a step, the door of Hirose's house was opened.

The suddenly open door brought out the sweet taste and smell of smoke inside the house.

"It doesn't matter if you don't give it! I'll be back tomorrow!" Walking out from the door of Hirose Sisi's house was a man whose eyebrows and eyes were subtly similar to those of Hirose Sisi.

The man looked in his early 30s and looked violent: "Do you want to save the subsidy to marry?! Who wants you! Tomorrow, tomorrow I must see the passbook!"

Glancing at Chiba Yu hurriedly, he turned and left.

"Sorry, can you help me?" Inside the house, Hirose Sisi, who was slumped on the ground, cast a questioning look at Chiba Yu.

Her eyes were "dead", and she was not embarrassed by similar "family scandals".

Chapter 033 A Small Experiment (2/4)

On a sunny day, Azusa Sasaki was still standing in the crowd in black.

Even in the gloomy winter, her dark colors seem to be different from others.If I have to get to the bottom of it... Maybe it's because the atmosphere she gives is too out of place with the students around her.

Azusa Sasaki was still smiling.

She always deliberately distanced herself from the people passing by her, and from time to time she turned her head and glanced at the corner behind her with complaining eyes.

Her "family" always cared so much about her that she worried that they might lose their lives because of it.

But now it seems that those concerns may be necessary.

Azusa Sasaki looked down at her right hand with the half-glove on, and sighed slightly—it's the third day, and I haven't noticed any worrying changes for the time being.

But the quieter it is, the more disturbing it is.

The insect parasitic on her nails quietly made Azusa Sasaki wonder if it was brewing some irreversible disaster.