[SD] Logic of Wild Dogs

On Saturday, June 6, the Kanto region officially entered the rainy season.

Aaron looked at Mitsui for a while.

The guy was sitting in the corner, frowning, his eyes fixed on the electronic display screen in his hand, pressing something on the machine with his hands from time to time.

Aren't you tired of maintaining this posture all the time?Aaron peeled off the edamame and threw it into his mouth in boredom.

Suddenly, Mitsui's expression became tense, he frantically pressed the button a few times, and then his eyes widened in disbelief.As if a little sad, Mitsui bit his lower lip dejectedly, and brushed his hair back in a frustrating expression.

Aaron: "Hey! Mitsui, why are you sitting there sad! Come over to eat edamame and have beer!"

Mitsui looked up at Aaron, and stood up slowly: "What's so good about beer, it's so boring to stay in the room on a rainy day."

Tetsuo smiled with a cigarette in his mouth: "Mitsui, what were you playing just now?"

Mitsui sat down next to Aaron and reached out to peel the edamame: "It's nothing, the electronic chicken raised yesterday... accidentally died."

"Huh?" Aaron looked over incredulously, "Do you still raise chickens?"

Mitsui: "It's an electronic chicken! An electronic pet game! Here, this is it. It's not long ago."

Aaron took over the colorful palm-sized electronic pets, and saw a simple chick made of lines on the small screen, looking dead.

Aaron threw the electronic chicken to Mitsui: "Hey, what's so interesting about this thing, look at your disgusting expression."

Mitsui unscrewed a bottle of oolong tea: "You don't understand, this kind of chicken is very difficult to raise, you have to feed him, be careful not to starve him to death, bathe him, let him exercise and grow healthy Big. It's bad if he's sick, take good care of him. Or he'll die too."

Aaron: "Ah? What is this, a mother-in-law's game. Mitsui, are you a woman? Hahaha, you actually play this kind of thing!"

Mitsui: "You are the woman! Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

Tie Nan took a sip of beer: "Let's not say a few words, it's just a boring game."

Mitsui muttered unconvinced: "...it's not just a boring game."

Aaron: "Hey, Tie Nan, you can't spoil this brat all the time! Look at him like this."

Mitsui stood up abruptly: "Who are you saying didn't grow! Bastard!"

Aaron squinted his eyes and glanced over: "Fighters only hide behind, their fists are as soft as cotton, they only bark like a dog, and they rely on being handsome and handsome to fool bad boys, but they are just hiding in the corner and playing chicken raising games The guy... is he good enough?"

Tie Nan: "Aaron!"

Mitsui: "Aaron! Do you want to fight?!"

Aaron's face darkened: "Oh? I can't wish for it..."

Tetsuo glanced at Aaron and waved at Mitsui: "Mitsui, sit down. Come and drink."

The golden beer was poured from the brown glass bottle, and white foam appeared in the beer glass.

Mitsui looked at the corner of the table and turned around: "No, I'm going back."

Aaron: "Cut, ran away."

Mitsui tightened his hand to pick up his coat, and walked out without saying anything.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Tie Nan took a breath of cigarette: "Aaron, what's wrong with you today?"

Aaron lowered his head stubbornly and remained silent.

Tie Nan breathed out the cigarette slowly, the cigarette lingered in the air, leaving gray trails: "No, I should ask, what happened to you these days?"

Aaron looked at the electronic chicken that was dropped by Mitsui: "It's nothing, I just don't like him. I think...he is not the same as us."

Tie Nan extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray, stretched out his hand and rubbed Aaron's head.

Aaron pouted and remained silent.

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Tie Nan looked out the window, it was raining heavily, and the toon leaves at the door were shaken here and there after being beaten.

Tie Nan: "Let's go, go for a drive on the beach."

Aaron was stunned: "Huh? But it's raining today..."

Tetsuo: "The sea on a rainy day is great."

Aaron: "Tie Nan...?"

Tie Nan stood up and put on his coat: "Are bad boys still afraid of rain?"

There was light in Aaron's eyes: "...Of course not!"

Tie Nan smiled slightly and strode out.

Aaron grinned and jumped up, following closely.

"Yohoo!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Mitsui stood on the overpass, watching Tetsuo riding a motorcycle and Aaron racing past one after the other.Tie Nan's long hair was flying in the rain, and the two locomotives were chasing each other, nimbly weaving through the traffic.The loud roar of the engine died away in a flash, leaving only a few harsh whistles and futile swearing.

Mitsui held an umbrella and stood there for a long time.

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It began to rain in the morning and gradually increased in the evening.The sky was extremely gloomy, and there was no wind. The raindrops fell straight from an invisible height, knocking the puddles on the roadside into crystal nails.

Qi Haixue looked out of the window for a while, then stretched out her hand to fasten the casement and lock it.

It's inconvenient to go out when it's raining, and I don't want to do things in dark weather.After cleaning the room and finishing her homework on Saturday night, Nanami Xuexue had nothing to do and was at a loss.

Kneeling quietly on the tatami mats in the living room without a TV, watching the raindrops splashing on the eaves lasts most of the day.

What else needs to be done?Always do something?If you don't do anything, the panic seems to be swallowed by the entire empty house... Quickly think about what to do!

Ah, because it is rainy season, so put away the dehumidification and anti-mold medicine... Qihai slowly stood up.

Starting from the first floor, the doors of each room were opened one by one, and the dehumidifier and antifungal agent were carefully placed in the corners of the furniture.

In the reception room, storage room, guest room, kitchen, and washroom, lights lit up one by one,

Qi Haixue was barefoot, patrolling the entire mansion, like a helpless prisoner, but also like a forgotten gatekeeper.Walking step by step on the dark and narrow wooden stairs, only the sound of my own footsteps is left in the whole world.

On the second floor, turn left, the bedroom of the younger brother Nanami Touji.The key turned the spring of the keyhole, and the girl's hand gently pushed the maroon wooden door, and the clean and tidy room exuded a stale atmosphere that had not been lived in for a long time.Fumbling to turn on the switch on the wall, the energy-saving lamps on the ceiling were brightly lit.Qihai touched the hero doll by the bed, stared blankly at the blue sheet with the pony printed on it for a while, and then remembered, carefully placed the medicine in the bag at the foot of the bed and under the table.The potion is small, wrapped like a candy bar.Qi Hai tilted her head and said softly, "A-Dong, this is not edible."

Go out of the room and continue to the left, which is Dad's study.Qihai turned on the overhead light, and brushed her hands across the hard spines of the books row by row. The soft yellow warm light spread from the floor lamp on the bookcase, then lit the lamp on the large desk, and finally the wall lamp on the balcony.Qihai sank into the soft black leather swivel chair, stretched out her hand and fiddled with the water-stained pen in front of the ink bottle.Staring blankly at the incomprehensible abstract paintings on the wall for a while, Qihai took out a potion and threw it towards the balcony. The potion rolled twice on the long-haired carpet and disappeared without a sound.Grabbing a handful of potions casually and scattered them all over the study, Qi Hai locked the door and walked towards the end of the corridor.

Mom and Dad's room is Japanese-style, and everything is stored in the closet. At a glance, eight and a half stacks of tatami mats are empty.Qihai stood at the door and threw all the remaining medicine in the bag into it. The pills bounced and rolled on the tatami, and then gradually stopped.

Qihai: "I can't fill it...it's empty..."

Next to Qihai's room, it can lead to the attic.Turn on the floor lamp in the attic, and among the neatly bundled sundries, an old-fashioned piano is covered with black velvet cloth.

Qihai took off the velvet cloth, opened the piano cover, and sat on the footstool.The slender and strong fingers pressed the black and white keys one by one, and the melody jumped out clumsily and stubbornly, and it flew into the boundless rainy night one by one...

On this day, Qihai House was brightly lit all night.

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The update will be resumed slowly in the future, and it is estimated that it will be updated every day during the summer vacation.

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