Ms. Morita and Mr. Atobe

When Aoki opened the door and came in, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, "It's cold outside." Then he handed the coat in his hand to Morita.

Aoki has a spare key for Morita's house, Morita knew about it, but he was still a little surprised, after the coat, he looked at Aoki who was only wearing a shirt, "Why, didn't you take your own coat?"

The Aoki boy who was asked the question was slightly stunned, and then he looked cute, "...I forgot."

Morita was also stunned as if infected, then Doudou blinked twice, "...."

When I asked how this kind of personality survived to such a great extent, Morita's anger habitually went up twice, and then he was finally suppressed and turned into a sigh, "You..."

The boy immediately had a pure and innocent expression, which was his best expression, and he could almost see the swiftly wagging dog tail behind him, "But, but I brought your coat."

The implicit meaning of "please praise me, please praise me." is hard for Morita to ignore.

Coughing softly, Master Morita symbolically comforted the shiny-eyed boy's hair. With a little dampness, Morita realized that the other party didn't bring an umbrella when he came, so he couldn't help but increase his strength to make the boy soft The short hair tended to explode, and then he stretched out his hand contentedly, but was held down by the boy.

Morita hesitated for a moment, then looked at Aoki, saw the other party's originally fair face suddenly flushed, and then quickly let go of his hands, his eyes were full of caution and overflowing with brightness.The original spare towels in the store were taken away by Li Ke, Morita paused, and then threw his own towels to Aoki.

Boys have the unique innocence of teenagers, but they are cunning that people can't see clearly.

Morita was a little confused for a moment.But he still couldn't help smiling, then patted Aoki's head comfortingly, and went to prepare a new drink.

What Morita, who turned around, couldn't see, was the boy with a complicated face, and the movement of looking at his hands hesitantly.

There is a kind of thing, because I know it is not easy to get, so once I touch it, I will be full of happiness, full of... a little sad.

* It is a ferocious beast that cannot be easily surrounded by countless walls and fences. Once there is a slight sign, it will start to turmoil, and then the whole person will start to feel restless.

Could it be... so happy, the beauty of this moment came a little too fast.

When Morita looked at Aoki again, the other party was still smiling.

Morita also calculated that the time was almost up, and then he was about to bid farewell to the store manager when the drinks were ready.

Holding the hot drink in his hands, Aoki silently watched Morita prepare everything in an unsteady manner, then woke up the girl who was with him, and said goodbye to the store manager.Every move, the boy's eyes are unblinking, watching seriously.

Until Morita finished the last step, Aoki got up, and then said goodbye with Morita. When he turned around, he saw the store manager's meaningful expression.The boy's expression was sharp for a moment, showing a little hostility, which amused the store manager.

Then, the confused boy took the umbrella from Morita while the store manager mouthed "Come on".

Because the parking place was about a 10-minute walk away, the two of them held the umbrella in the store together, and Aoki tilted the umbrella a little uneasy, and then tilted it towards Morita.

"How's work going?" Morita said suddenly, then looked at Aoki, signaling him not to just lean the umbrella towards him.

"Ah, yes, it's okay!" As Morita was more than a head taller, Aoki habitually lowered his head slightly so that the other party could hear clearly amidst the rustling of the rain falling on the ground.

"The Z language is not easy to learn," Morita broke through the other party's lies, and then continued to talk about some precautions for being a reporter and management.

Aoki listened earnestly, but because of the breath between the other's lips and teeth, there was a pink mark in his ears. Thanks to Morita, he only looked forward, and then had a serious academic attitude, so he didn't notice the boy's discomfort.

"Hey...it's because I want to come to country Z, otherwise..." Morita stopped talking here. The reason for coming to country Z has always been an existence that Morita himself didn't want to mention.

Because the mood is extremely relaxed, it is rare to ignore this knot and blurt it out.

For a moment, neither of them opened their mouths. The accumulated water on the road swayed with the rhythm of their footsteps, causing ripples and water marks.

The rain falls on the umbrella, hitting rhythmic syllables.

A mix of earthy notes and spring grass.

Morita's originally relaxed mood became inexplicably heavy, and then he carried a little unknown emotion.

"I never thought... that I would come back here."

Aoki didn't understand the past without Aoki, he didn't have those special channels, everything about him was taught by Morita, and he grew into what she needed most.

But he knows the current Morita the best. He knows the Morita who has gone through various events and finally honed into his favorite appearance.

Although he didn't understand some things, he was able to guess her emotions through her words and expressions.

He felt the chest tightness more heavily than Morita.

But I am very grateful, thank you for being able to come to country Z, isn't that despicable?

After driving Morita back to the house, Morita seemed to be adjusting his mentality.

"Thank you so much for today, Ah Sang."

The boy was a little hesitant, but then with a firm look, "Morita... today, you said that you never thought you would come back here."

"Ah?" Morita looked at the other party, and then waited for the boy's next words with a little hesitation.

"...I am, I feel very happy to be able to come to the place where you once stayed."

"Uh?"

"...but I won't apologize QAQ!"

Immediately afterwards, the boy bowed and left in a hurry.

Leaving Morita with his hair sideways in a daze, he burst out laughing.

What a... more and more strange guy.If Aoki was originally a well-behaved kid who was very good at learning and working hard, now Morita has a sense of vicissitudes and high sexiness that "the child grows up, it seems that the elders can no longer keep up with the thinking".

That child has improved not only his learning ability, but also his whole being.

No matter where he is, a guy who can improve and learn quickly is really confusing.

After returning home, Morita couldn't help but let out a long yawn, and then started to get stuck on the computer.

Although he has resigned from his original job, he still pays attention to these reports habitually, and of course the scope has changed from Japan to country Z.

In addition, even if Aoki doesn't say anything, Morita knows that Aoki must not be living very well in country Z, because he is afraid to trouble himself, so he is embarrassed to say anything, and Morita understands.I just hope that I can help Aoki a little bit.

After reviewing the information of a large number of people, Morita decided to start sorting out the information from those who can grasp the clues. Now that there is no one to start, it is really a bit difficult.But I miss that feeling.

Putting on the earphones and choosing the sound of a radio station at random, Morita began to organize a little bit, and then slowly expanded the original thinking a little bit.

All possible usages were recorded in detail, and then all the resources that Aoki could use were circled.

When "Matsumoto" appeared in the circle, Morita frowned, and then firmly wrote down the name of this neither enemy nor friend.

Slightly sleepy, I stretched myself.But at the end of a program, he froze because of the radio announcer's voice.

... Open your mouth and kneel!

Because he has a lot of contact with this circle, Morita also has his own understanding of this kind of experience.

Almost instantly, I remembered this voice, opened the software, and started to check the program and host.

There are not many people in the late-night programs, and it is estimated that the radio station deliberately let such voices comfort older young women at midnight... Cough cough, come and listen to the sad stories of others.

After silently reading "voice-controlled innocence" several times, Morita silently turned the volume of the earphones to the maximum.

What Morita didn't pay attention to, the original worries and grievances about the original country are receding a little bit of the original sourness and becoming flat as they accept new life and new things.

The author has something to say: Wowowo is voice control, kneeling down

Shao Lan, Uncle Mystery, Old Tomato Wowowo is going to give birth to a baby for us QUQ