[Comprehensive] The Curse of Love at First Sight

"Speaking of which, Boom." After putting on his school uniform, Kurosawa looked at Boom who was washing the dishes very consciously, and couldn't help asking, "You must be a rich young master, right?"

"No." While cleaning the dishes seriously, Hong replied flatly, "It's just that my father's name is more famous and his income is more, but it has nothing to do with me."

"..." Kurosawa thought hard for a while, and then asked a question: "How does the size of my house compare to yours?"

"En..." Hong's fingers paused for a moment, as if he was in deep thought: "Probably...a bit bigger than the bathroom in the old house."

Kurosawa: "..."

"Okay, I've fully understood how rich your family is." Kurosawa held his forehead with one hand, and quickly picked up his schoolbag, wanting to escape from this poor world, but just two steps away, he seemed to remember something As if hurriedly folded back, he took out a few big bills from his wallet and threw them directly in front of Hong.

Hong silently looked at the banknotes in front of him, with a hint of incomprehension at the end of his eyes: "This is..."

I saw Kurosawa raised his head proudly, stepped on the stool with one foot, half-closed his eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth arrogantly: "Hmph, here it is, take it and spend it."

A sense of sight of a local tyrant and domineering president!

boom:"……"

He looked at Kurosawa who seemed to have changed his style of painting, and shook his head in confusion: "I'm just going to complete the task, the money is useless to me."

Looking at his pocket money for almost a week, Kurosawa almost felt pain in his heart. Before he regretted his pretense, he heard Hong say this, his eyes lit up immediately, and he pretended to say: "... Well, think about it. ha."

After all, he quickly pulled back the three banknotes from the table and put them back into the wallet. Feeling the thickness of the wallet, he pulled back his leg on the stool contentedly, and looked at Hong with a gentler gaze: "Would you like Where can I find that animal?"

From the painting of Hong, Kuisawa almost confirmed that the other party was looking for an animal similar to a pig, but how could there be such an animal nearby: "It's better to go to the zoo."

Hearing his question, Hong suddenly frowned, and opened his mouth to say something, but he still couldn't say anything, so he had to change the phrase: "I'm going to the bookstore."

bookstore?Looking for animal information?

Kurosawa thought for a moment and concluded two possibilities:

1. I only know the appearance of the animal, but I don't know the scientific name of the animal, so I have to look it up.

2. All he was looking for was a painting, or a book.

No matter what the conclusion is, it can't help me who can't tell the content of the mission, everything can only be solved by myself.

"Well, come on." In the end, Kurosawa could only give him spiritual encouragement: "If you remember to use AI to send me a message after completing the task, I will receive it at night, otherwise I won't be able to tell if you are lost Still go back."

"I won't get lost." Hong wiped his hands with water droplets, his eyes were very calm: "I see."

"Okay, see you tonight, I'm off to school~"

"Bon Voyage."

……

For the next few days, Kurosawa would eat a thoughtfully prepared breakfast almost every morning. When school was over in the evening, he would open the door to see a spotless room and delicious dinner.

Looking at the very natural figure of Hong who is wearing an apron and cooking, Kurosawa almost wants to look up to the sky and sigh why so many people want to marry a good wife. He is so caring, and he doesn't want to let Hong go away!

As soon as this idea came out, Kurosawa called out that the big thing was not good, and his vigilance was instantly raised in his mind.

If this goes on like this, he will soon become a useless person, no, he can't continue to degenerate like this!

"Boom, have you made any progress on the recent mission?" He couldn't help asking Hong.

Hearing this, the action of frying vegetables still did not stop: "There is still no progress."

"...Then what did you read in the bookstore?"

"Hmm... a complete recipe for cooking and the like."

Kurosawa: "..." What the hell!

Although he wanted to complain, he couldn't help with this matter, and there was nothing he could do.

He opened his mouth, but in the end Kurosawa swallowed the fact that he wanted Hong to hurry up and complete the task, and turned to another topic: "Tonight is the summer festival, let's go together?"

"Summer festival?" Hong couldn't help being slightly startled by this unfamiliar word: "I haven't been there for a long time, and I only remember going there when I was a child." As if recalling something, his eyes gradually dimmed , the movement of the hands also slowed down.

"Then let's go together." Kurosawa showed a bright smile: "Nozaki and Mikoshiba are going to go shopping too, so let's join in the fun."

Boom: "OK."

The two had a delicious dinner together, and they rushed over in casual clothes until the seven o'clock gathering time was approaching.

And Nozaki and his party had already gathered together, and they were the only two left.

"Oh, Kurosawa is here too." Kashima, who was the first to see them with sharp eyes, waved happily: "This way."

"So everyone is here." Holding Hong's wrist and walking quickly, Kurosawa greeted everyone happily, then pointed to Hong beside him and introduced: "This is my friend, Hong Jiaodong , living in my house temporarily."

Bo greeted politely: "Please give me more advice."

"Well, this hair color is so cool." Because of the eye-catching hair color, Kashima instantly focused on his hair, with a shiny envious expression: "I also dyed this half white and half red hair color." How's your hair color, isn't it handsome?"

"He's so handsome!" As soon as he said this, he was suddenly punched in the head by Hori: "You still have to perform on stage, okay, such a prince will only be more frivolous!"

Ignoring the big bag on the top of his head, Kashima suddenly looked at Hori with a bewildered gaze, and said with a subtle smile, "I know Senior Hori, you also want to dye this hair color but dare not take a step, right? , well, don't be jealous of me, I can..."

The answer was a roundabout kick from Senior Hori's veins: "Damn you!"

"Anything is fine." Jieyue, who had nothing to do, looked at the crowds of people coming and going, and suggested first: "Let's go shopping quickly, more and more people are gathering."

"That's true." Nozaki skillfully took out a notebook and a pen from his bag, and made a look of keeping a record: "We have too many people, why don't we start shopping in groups of two, just let me refer one time."

"But the grouping has already been decided." Miko Chai happily counted the number of people in the team: "There are 9 people in total, two people, so... ah, there will be one more person."

In the end, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he froze in place suddenly, only then did he realize that the remaining people... probably probably were himself!

He quickly turned around and looked at Kurosawa with pitiful eyes, but Kurosawa was focusing on introducing his surroundings, completely ignoring his gaze.

Woo, damn it!

Gritting his teeth, Mikoshiba immediately clenched his fists and forcibly looked away, angrily wanting to go with others, but Kashima and Hori-senpai were in the same group, Yuzuki and Wakamatsu were in the same group, Sakura and Nozaki were in the same group. Already matched each other.

"Nozaki!" He rushed towards Nozaki, and said in Sakura's fierce gaze: "...Let's go together, the three of us!"

"Yes." Nozaki accepted him very happily, and put the camera into his arms casually: "Then you are responsible for taking pictures, and take pictures of all the beautiful clothes."

"Ah, but be careful of being mistaken by the administrator as a pervert and sent to prison."

Miko Chai: "...so dangerous, hey!!"

Putting aside the hard-working little Yuyu here, Kurosawa, who was talking and laughing with Hong while strolling around the summer festival, was in a very relaxed mood. He even had the time to introduce the gameplay of each booth to Hong.

"Shooting?" He glanced at Kurosawa calmly, stopped in front of the shooting booth, stared at the huge plush toy in front of him and fell into deep thought.

"Do you want to try?" Seeing that he was interested, Kurosawa took out the banknotes very boldly: "Then play, you can only shoot five shots at a time, and you can win if you hit the reward."

Hong nodded, picked up the toy pistol/gun on the table, aimed at the largest cat-shaped plush toy, and shot decisively.

With a bang, a cork flew out from the muzzle of the gun, and hit the head of the plush toy precisely along a parabolic trajectory. However, the plush toy that was hit did not move. The first attempt It just failed.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Hong looked at the pistol/gun thoughtfully, quickly calculating the way to win.

"Because it's a cork, there's a high possibility that it won't move. Don't be discouraged." Kuisawa encouraged him from the side.

After only a few seconds, Hong got ready to shoot again, and fired three shots in a row, hitting the head and the sides of the plush toy respectively. This is a plush toy as stable as Mount Tai. I couldn't help maintaining my balance, and shook it violently twice, but unfortunately, it still didn't fall in the end, and now there was only one bullet left.

"It's a pity, little brother." Seeing that the most expensive reward was not given out easily, the boss who was finally relieved said cheerfully, "There is one more chance."

Hearing this, Hong shifted his gaze to the boss and stared blankly for a few seconds. When the other party was looked at inexplicably, he suddenly pointed behind him and made a perfect feint.

Deceived by his upright expression, the boss looked in the direction of his finger in bewilderment.

At this moment, Hong's eyes narrowed, and the tip of his right finger holding the hand/gun suddenly shot a small piece of ice forward, and at the same time pulled the trigger.

The strength of this ice cube is much stronger than that of a cork. After the ice cube hit the head of the plush toy at a high speed, the plush toy could no longer support its body, and fell back directly to the ground. The cork is useless.

But the most important thing is the sound of the cork shooting. Sure enough, when he heard the shooting sound, the boss quickly looked over here, and happened to see the scene where the plush toy fell to the ground.

"Beat, knocked down?!" The boss yelled in disbelief.

This is unscientific, obviously no one has ever knocked him down, so it's hard to understand what this kid did in a place he couldn't see?

He stood suspiciously and searched slowly around the stall, but found nothing.

Of course, that piece of ice had been melted long ago, turning into a small piece of water.

"Boss, this guy is the type who gets nervous when people look at him, that's why he turned your head away." Kurosawa, who had witnessed everything, twitched the corner of his mouth with difficulty, and finally couldn't help but make a rescue: "We won, right? ?”

"...En." Unable to find any evidence, the boss had no choice but to attribute all this to his own bad luck, and handed the plush toy to Hong with a bitter face: "Here, take it."

"Okay, let's go." Seeing Hong calmly accepted the prize, Kurosawa hurriedly pushed his back and walked a little farther away, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "It was dangerous just now, in case someone finds out What can I do!"

"Sorry, that's why I made the boss look away." Although he said this, there was no sign of guilt on his face, and he passed the plush toy in his hand: "Here."

"Give it to me?" Kurosawa blinked in confusion, and reached out to take it: "Don't you like it?"

"Because you looked at it several times." Hong explained very succinctly.

But Kurosawa understood it in an instant for some reason. Because of the more conspicuous reason, he did look at this toy several times just now. Could it be that he thought he liked it so he went to play with it?

As if his heart was filled with something, he smiled unconsciously, and hugged the plush toy tighter: "Thank you."

"By the way, do you eat apple candy?" He glanced at the red apple candy on the stall from the corner of the eye, and Kurosawa suddenly felt the desire to return the gift: "Have a taste?"

"Thank you." Hong took the apple candy, observed it carefully, and then took a bite carefully.

"Very sweet." He made such an evaluation while chewing slowly.

Kurosawa smiled at this: "Well, I really like sweet things."

And Hong, who has been cooking for Kurosawa, naturally knows his taste very well, just nodded in agreement, and handed over the apple candy he took a bite of: "Do you want to eat it?"

Kurosawa: "En."

Because he was holding the plush toy in both hands, he couldn't spare one hand to take it, so he didn't bother, just bent slightly, moved to Hong's palm, and took a bite of the candy apple.

He stood under the dim candlelight, half of his face was submerged in darkness, and on the other half of his face that was clearly visible, his eyelids drooped slightly, and the light shadow of his eyelashes covered his amber eyes, making him look cute and delicate.

"It's really sweet."

This action lasted only a few seconds, but in Hong's dazed sight, it seemed that a century had passed.

"Boom?" Seeing that Boom just stood there with a gloomy expression, Kurosawa called out in doubt.

What answered him was Hong's movement of looking away instantly, and his palms clenched tightly, expressing the master's restless heart.

"……fine."