Then let them go back to their respective homes and find their own mothers.

Hey, it's still not right, Kawasaki has to come to his house because he has a maid and typo correction work here.

Well, it's okay, Yang Nai doesn't come to his house, it's fine to play outside with Yang Nai.

Kawasaki also let her.

She is paid, so she should work.

And she is not a lazy guy, she will not go back easily.

Cleaning must be at his house.

Modifications cannot be taken back for modification.

One is the need for confidentiality, which is a contractual constraint.

The other is that you need to consult your own opinions when making revisions.

A simple typo is of course okay, but wrong sentences, or something that is not smooth after revision, such as wrong sentence structure, inconsistent sentence meaning, and the like.

Then Ryunosuke needs to make a decision.

Therefore, Kawasaki still has to come, which does not affect anything.

Playing with Yang Nai in the afternoon, having dinner together, and then going to bed, Yang Nao is already an adult, right?

In the last matter, Ryunosuke fell into contemplation and entanglement, eager to try and uncertain.

Even when Yukinoshita shook his shoulders, he didn't wake up for a while.

Not for a while, but for two.

Ryunosuke blinked, and looked at Yukinoshita's belly standing in front of him in a little confusion.

Although the coat covers the waist shape, it can give people a graceful and beautiful feeling.

He raised his head and eyes again, and said at the same time, "Sorry, I accidentally lost my mind."

"Well, I know what you look like." There was no trace of depression or helplessness in Yukinoshita's eyes, face, voice, or tone.

Ryunosuke nodded, got up and pushed the chair to the desk, and then walked to the back door of the classroom with Yukinoshita, who was dressed.

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Arriving at the school gate, Ryunosuke stopped with his hands in the pockets of his wasabi yellow jacket.

Yukinoshita also stopped and looked sideways at him.

When you get here, you should go to your destination. It's a cat cafe. It's a long way away, so you have to take a car.

Ryunosuke found a suitable direction to block the car, walked with Yukinoshita, and took a taxi to a place with fewer people.

----

Waiting for a taxi next to the curb.

With his hands in his pockets, Ryunosuke suddenly turned his head towards Yukinoshita and asked:

"By the way, your apartment is not far from here. Why don't you put a schoolbag first, change your clothes, and then go?"

Yukinoshita heard the words and thought about it, but didn't reply for a while.

"Anyway, it's only past three o'clock, so there's plenty of time." Ryunosuke said again.

Yukinoshita thought about the troubles he encountered when he went back last night, and sighed: "Forget it, it's just you and me, whatever you want."

"It's okay, let me carry your schoolbag? You don't wear gloves, it's cold, today."

Yukinoshita looked up at the sky and said gloomyly, "It's like a smog."

"Almost, it's cold anyway."

Looking straight ahead, Yukinoshita raised his arm sideways and handed the schoolbag to Ryunosuke.

Then she put her hands into the navy blue jacket that she could only wear on the way to and from school, and waited silently for the car.

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After waiting for a while to get a taxi, they all sat in the back row.

Not much was said in the car.

The words are still waiting in the cat coffee room, let's talk alone, and there happened to be a lot of things to say at that time.

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The taxi gradually stopped. It turned out that I just glanced out of the window and realized that my heart is open. Anyone can know, um,

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Walk into Lucky Cat Cafe together with Yukinoshita.

The clerk at the front desk this time was still Sayoko Ninomiya, Miss Ninomiya.

She watched Ryunosuke come over and her eyes lit up.

After all, he still has a deep impression of Ryunosuke. The last time he drove a red sports car, his female companion was also very beautiful.

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