[Comprehensive] Kinomoto Rabbit

Negligence is often the root of trouble.

Moon City Snow Rabbit thought he would recover after eating breakfast, obviously he overestimated his recovery ability, he squinted his eyes and dozed off after class, and something worse happened after class, when he turned on the kettle to drink water, he actually softened his hands , did not hold the kettle firmly, the body of the kettle swayed, the mouth and the mouth of the kettle were staggered, and all the water in it spilled out with a "splash".

A jug full of water, without a sip.

Moreover, the Moon City Snow Rabbit was still sitting, and even if she wanted to back away, there was no room for it. Once the water was spilled, her clothes and trousers were all wet.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Yuecheng Snow Rabbit choked on the water, put down the water bottle while coughing, frantically took a paper bag from the bag, and took out a tissue to wipe it.

Kinomoto Momoya looked back at him when he heard the voice, got up from the chair when he saw it, and came to help.

But the water had seeped into the clothes, and there was no other way but to dry them, but the weather in January was the coldest time, and before the clothes were dried, people couldn't stand it anymore.

Seeing that even his innermost clothes were soaked, Kinomoto Momoya simply pulled him up and walked out: "Go change into your sports clothes first, so as not to catch a cold. I will accompany you home to change at noon."

"It's okay, I can do it alone."

"I'm worried."

In that case, I can only thank him for his concern.

At noon, Kinomoto Momoya took his bento and rode out of the school with Tsukishiro Yukito, first went to a nearby bakery to buy a large bag of food, and then went to Tsukishiro's house.

"Please come in."

This is the second time Kinomoto Momoya came to Tsukishiro's house, but it was the first time to enter the house, and he encountered a little embarrassment when changing shoes.

"Sorry, I didn't expect any guests. There are no other indoor shoes here. Wait for me here." After speaking, Yuecheng Snow Rabbit ran into the room.

Kinomoto Momoya had nothing to do, so he just looked around casually, and when his eyes glanced over the shoe cabinet inadvertently, he was stunned.

The wooden brown shoe cabinet has an ordinary structure with four horizontal rows. Several pairs of shoes can be placed in one row, and the space is very spacious. However, there are very few shoes in it. Only the top row has three pairs of shoes, which is conspicuously empty.

It didn't take long for Yuecheng Snow Rabbit to come back, holding a pair of blue slippers, the color looked very new.

When he walked over, he noticed Momoya Kinomoto staring at the shoe cabinet, and he understood why he was surprised, so he explained: "I don't have many shoes, and I haven't bought new ones recently, so it looks empty."

"It's pretty clean." At least no dust can be seen with the naked eye.

"That's because I rub it a lot."

"yes……"

Yukito Tsukishiro led him into the living room, then went to the kitchen to make a pot of tea, before the tea was poured, Momoya Kinomoto shook his head and waved him to change clothes.

Yukito Tsukishiro went back to the room, Momoya Kinomoto was sitting in the living room waiting for him, he had nothing to do, so he casually looked at everything around him.

The interior is very clean and tidy, except for the necessary furniture and a shelf full of snacks in the corner, there are no other special things, no hanging decorations on the wall, and nothing on the counter covered with a dustproof cloth.

Inexplicably, people have a strong sense of disobedience.

As in the case of the shoe cabinet, there seemed to be something missing in this room that should have existed.

But what is missing?

This question troubled him for a long time.

After the lunch break, they went back to school together, listening to the teacher's lecture, but he was distracted thinking about this.

After school in the afternoon, Momoya Kinomoto sent Tsukishiro Yukito back, and then went back to his own home. He was thinking about this while cycling.

After dinner and cleaning the kitchen, he was still thinking about it when he was resting on the sofa.

He asked Sakura to pack up her clothes and prepare to take a bath. He went to put hot water in the bathroom by himself, hugged his arms and stared blankly for a while. When the water was ready, his sister went into the bathroom to take a bath. He went upstairs while thinking, preparing to return to himself. I happened to bump into Fujitaka's father who was going downstairs, and almost staggered and fell.

Fujitaka's father had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed his son. Seeing him in a trance, obviously absent-minded, he couldn't help but told him: "Be careful when you go up the stairs, don't get distracted by things."

"Sorry... by the way, Dad."

"What's wrong, Toya?"

"I remember you told me that when my mother was still alive, she often went abroad because of her modeling work, and then she stayed for several months."

Fujitaka's father nodded: "Yes, my mother is very busy with work and has a full schedule."

"So, during the period when she is not home, will you put away some of her seldom-used things?"

"What exactly do you mean? If it's clothes, it's naturally washed and folded and put in the cabinet."

"What about the shoes?"

Fujitaka's father thought about it carefully, and then said: "Mom has a lot of shoes. If there is not enough space in the shoe cabinet, I will put away some of which I don't often wear."

"I think so too..." Momoya Kinomoto nodded thoughtfully, thinking of the empty shoe cabinet in Tsukishiro's house in his mind, and a complicated emotion sprouted in his heart. He couldn't find suitable words to describe it, but it was not feeling well.

Fujitaka's father saw a clue, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Momoya Kinomoto shook his head, "I'm going back to my room."

"Wait, Taoya, even though my mother is working abroad, she always misses us. From time to time, she will send some postcards and souvenirs back, as well as the photos she took with her camera, although she said they are not as good-looking as those taken by professional designers. But it still looks like an angel to me, would you like to see it?"

Kinomoto Momoya's eyes lit up: "I want to see it."

"I put it in the study, come with me."

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The relationship between parents plays a vital role in the growth of children. Kinomoto Momoya was lucky to be born in a very kind family. When he was seven years old, a lovely younger sister was added to the family, which made the family happy. more lively.

If it wasn't for the early death of his mother, the Kinomoto family would definitely be a happy family that everyone admires.

After the death of the mother, the father did not undergo any negative changes like the plot in the dog blood TV series, and there was no sequel. He shouldered the responsibilities of both parents and became stronger and gentler.

Sakura is still young, only three years old, and still doesn't understand anything.

He himself became more sensible. In order to reduce the burden on his father at home, he learned to cook and clean.

At this time, Kinomoto Momoya opened the album and saw the familiar smile inside, a nostalgic smile suddenly appeared on his face, but the nostalgia was nostalgia, he still couldn't help complaining: "Mom, she really doesn't know how to take pictures. One shot was very dark."

"Yeah, but these are already selected by her." Fujitaka's father was also happy when he thought of the past, "These pictures are full of faces, and others are only half faces."

"I want to see those."

Fujitaka's father shrugged helplessly: "Mom said those were not good-looking, so I didn't keep them."

"What a pity." Kinomoto Momoya said regretfully.

There are not only photos in the album, but also many plastic-preserved postcards, which are arranged and pasted according to the year, which shows Dad's intention and care.

Momoya Kinomoto turned to one of the pages and stopped, her eyes fixed on a photo inside. This photo was not a photo of people, but a photo of utensils. It was a vase filled with flowers of various colors. The middle section is very thin, and the mouth of the vase is shaped like a flower. Even if no flowers are placed, the vase itself looks like a blue transparent flower.

Kinomoto Momoya looked at it, frowning slightly: "I always think this looks familiar."

"This is a vase that your mother bought from a trip abroad when you were just in elementary school. The flowers on it were put in by your mother, aren't they beautiful?"

"Then this vase now?"

"I accidentally broke it."

"Ah?" Kinomoto Momoya was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that with his father's careful and prudent personality, and cherishing the things left by his mother so much, the reason for breaking the vase must not be simple.

He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell Sakura."

Fujitaka's father froze for a moment, then looked at his son's knowing smile, and nodded helplessly.

The older the son, the smarter he is, so it's not easy to fool him.

"Before the vase broke, I would change the flowers every two or three days and put them next to my mother's photo so that you can see them every day."

"I seem to have a little impression." Momoya Kinomoto nodded.

He continued to turn the pages, and found that the latter were basically photos of beautiful objects.

"These are souvenirs bought by my mother. Because there are too many and some are fragile, it is not convenient to put them all out, so I took pictures of them all and put them here, and occasionally opened them for a look. If you look Whatever you like, we'll take it out another day when we clean up."

"I like them all, but most of them are decorations, Sakura likes them more than me."

"Yes, but she has to do her homework at night, so as not to distract her, let her read it another day."

"Ah."

Kinomoto Momoya closed the photo album, put it back to its original position, glanced at a certain book on a certain row of bookshelf next door, and then left the study room with Fujitaka's father.

He was very happy to learn more about his mother, but after solving some doubts about Yuecheng Snow Rabbit's house, his heart became heavier.

Two diametrically opposed emotions were intertwined and written on his face at the same time, making his expression at this time look very strange.

Fujitaka's father could tell at a glance, but he didn't ask directly, but encouraged him gently with a gentle and tolerant smile: "Taoya, if you have anything else you want to tell me or ask me, you can Just come and find me."

Fujitaka's father is a very open-minded person.

His son Taoya fell in love when he was in junior high school. After Fujitaka's father found out about it, he did not accuse him, but gave the necessary lectures.

"You've reached the age of first love. It's normal to have a good impression of the opposite sex. I don't need to interfere with your school life, but you have to make an appointment with me."

Don't embarrass teachers, classmates and people around you, don't affect your studies, and don't do things you shouldn't do.

During the relationship, Taoya did not violate the above three principles. Later, her first love went abroad to study and offered to separate from him, and the relationship ended.

After Fujitaka's father found out, he just comforted his son and didn't say anything else.

"Thank you, I know." Kinomoto Momoya never thought that he would be able to hide this from his delicate father, "I have asked all the questions I want to ask, and I have answers to questions that I couldn't understand before, but now..."

"What question do you not understand?" A childish voice interjected from the side.

The two turned their heads, and saw Xiao Ying who was holding on to the door frame and looking up at them, her little face was reddened by the heat, and she had already changed into pink pajamas.

With my sister around, this topic cannot continue.

Kinomoto Momoya changed the topic: "Of course I don't understand why you haven't come out after taking a bath for so long. You must have stepped on the bathroom, monster?"

"I'm not a monster!" The little girl was suddenly distracted, and her face puffed up with anger.