The bosses cry and put down the butcher knife

"Ah, Xiaoshen." The other party said with a smile, "I'm out to throw out trash, are you too?"

The young woman named Ye Naakura was still sitting in the wheelchair, with a large bulge on her back, a dark bag.

Oda Miyuki was about to nod, when he heard the other party continue to say, "This...is also Xiao Shen's distant relative?"

As a person with the personality of "picking up people", the probability of new faces entering and leaving Oda Miyuki's house far exceeds the so-called normal social frequency.

Although most people come and go in the early hours of the morning, she has lived here for more than a year, and there will always be a few people who are seen by neighbors.

Oda Miyuki always used excuses like "distant relatives over there" to deal with it.

Anyway, as long as you get in touch with her a little bit, you will be more or less aware of the fact that "the Oda family is a big family with a huge population".

Although the actual situation is different from most people's imagination, Oda Miyuki acquiesced to this misunderstanding in order not to get into trouble.

Nakura's attitude is very natural, and the tone of the question is also familiar.Oda Miyuki nodded, and then saw the woman's eyes thinking about something:

"We're meeting for the first time. Since we're all going downstairs, how about going together if it's convenient?"

The dead handle wooden hanging was silent.

Oda Miyuki glanced at the woman in surprise.

Nakura's smile is somewhat familiar. In Oda Miyuki's memory, every time the other party talks about something interesting, he has this kind of expression that can be called "interested".

Uh, so she is interested in Xiaozhuan... in that respect?

Shigaraki didn't answer right away, but Nakura suddenly remembered something, and turned to Oda Miyuki: "By the way, Xiao Shen, when you go shopping tomorrow afternoon, remember to bring the discount card from the mall last time. I heard from a friend that Unified discounts for women's clothing on the third floor..."

"You can go."

At this moment, Shigaraki showed an impatient expression, interrupting Nakura's increasingly interested voice.

Naicang glanced at the young man in front of him, and didn't get angry because of being interrupted, shrugged and said: "Then I'm not polite, let's take a step first—Xiao Shen, I still have something to say, come later Looking for you."

Oda Miyuki: "...Oh, good."

The young woman took another look at the dead handle wooden hanging, and then started the wheelchair.The set instrument automatically pops up the wheel, and the person sitting on it is "sent" down without any haste.

Sigang Muhang's expression was not very good-looking, he stood there for a while, and finally followed.

"Contact me later."

He said.

***

The next morning, when Oda Miyuki was tying her hair in front of the mirror, she heard the doorbell ring.

This familiar situation caused the girl's braiding hands to pause for a second.Then she didn't move her feet, she just yelled towards the door:

"Nakura—?"

Two seconds later, an equally loud female voice came from outside:

"It's me, Xiaoshen—are you okay—may I come in and wait for you—"

"..."

Oda Miyuki remained silent and continued to braid her hair in front of the mirror.Then he strode to the door and opened it with a bang.

The wheelchair woman sitting outside the door raised her head, showing no sign of impatience, but smiled at her: "Good morning, Xiaoshen. Ah, your shirt is not buttoned properly, and your chest is exposed."

Oda Miyuki: "..."

Oda Miyuki: "..."

"Please, you, at, home, etc., to, ten, o'clock, whole, out, send, can, with, do you, ye, little, sister."

Oda Miyuki took a deep breath, and said each word in a voice as if grinding his teeth.

Then with a bang, the door was slammed shut.

Standing behind the gate, the girl looked down at her skirt, and silently buttoned it to the one below her neck.

... Pretending not to hear a certain undisguised "puff" sound a second before closing the door.

But Ye Naikura's happiness only lasted until the two of them went out.

Wait until they get into a taxi and arrive at a shopping mall in the city center 10 minutes later.Under the strong leadership of Oda Miyuki, pushing someone's wheelchair straight to the women's clothing department on the third floor——

A young woman who was obviously pretty and handsome had an expression as if she was starving to death with a plate of shit-smelling chocolates in front of her.

Oda Miyuki didn't seem to notice the change in her face, and pushed the semi-automatic wheelchair behind her effortlessly, talking to the other party about the next plan: "Let's go shopping for an hour first, and then go to the men's clothing section—oh, I I really don't know much about male aesthetics, and I feel that those clothes look similar.

Thanks to your help, you should be a good wife and mother in the future, Nakura-chan. "

Because she was in a good mood, she even used an intimate ending.

However, after hearing such praise, "Nakura-chan"'s expression became more complicated.It's like having two plates in front of you, one with shit-flavored chocolate and one with chocolate-flavored shit.

Oda Miyuki had a rare luxury because of the shopping card that was also given by his friends, and the discounts on several floors of the mall today.In addition to the clothes she bought for the next season and two long skirts for the reluctant Nakura, she also helped half a dozen younger siblings who needed to buy new clothes at home, and selected several samples.

Then I took pictures and sent them to Oda Sakunosuke and netizen "Snow White Cotton Candy".

While she was editing Marshmallow's message, Naakura, who was sitting next to her and staring at the hang tag boredly, caught a glimpse of her sender.

Then she raised her eyebrows, showing a slightly surprised expression:

"Is this also Xiaoshen's...relative?"

When she said the word "relative", her tone became a little playful.

Oda Miyuki glanced at her inexplicably, and continued to lower her hair to message: "It's a netizen, let him help to see if there is any problem with the discount."

Nakura: "...huh?"

The girl sent the last photo, looked at the [send successfully] prompt on it with satisfaction, put away the phone and said, "Marshmallow seems to understand this very well, maybe they are doing marketing work at home? Probably a few years ago , I happened to chat with him when I went to the vegetable market to buy something, and then he told me not to buy watermelons that day."

"Don't buy watermelons?"

"He said, wait until the day after tomorrow at most, and the price of watermelon will suddenly drop. If you buy it again at that time, a piece of watermelon can be nearly [-] yen cheaper."

"..."

Oda Miyuki put the phone back into his pocket, turned around from the back of the wheelchair, and pushed Nakura towards the other direction: "I didn't quite believe it at first, but I still waited for two days, anyway, I didn't It's extremely hot."

"Two days later, the price of watermelon has really dropped?"

Nakura looked at her expression and followed the other party's words.

Oda Miyuki nodded naturally, and then sighed a long time: "It's really accurate. Including going to the mall to buy clothes later, or buying some big items at home, and even Asuke two years ago... My father considered renting I asked him to refer to the address of the house."

"Really? It sounds really powerful." Naicang's tone was surprised, but there was no expression on his face, "I feel that the friends Xiao Shen mentioned are very interesting guys."

Oda Miyuki thought about it, and finally gave a groan of agreement: "Although chatting is quite awkward, sometimes people want to block friends and delete friends. But the guy who can keep in touch for several years is still more interesting. "

She was thinking about something, and suddenly looked down at Naicang: "That's right. Among my netizens, there is a guy named 'Gan Le', who is very similar to you, Naicang—it's like twin brothers and sisters who have been separated for many years!"

"'Ganle'?" Naicang said the name again, "It sounds like it should be a girl's name."

"It's a female account, but he chatted with me privately, saying he is a male."

When Naicang heard this, he suddenly pressed the pause button of the wheelchair: "Xiao Shen has no doubts, is there a possibility that the other party is lying?"

Oda Miyuki looked at her blankly, with a huge "Huh?" on his whole expression.Nakura looked at her for a few seconds, and suddenly let out a breath that seemed to be sighing and laughing.

Oda Miyuki was baffled.

In the next second, she felt that the wheelchair under her hand started to work again, and at the same time, Naicang waved her hand: "I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable, go to the bathroom. Xiaoshen, let's go to the men's clothing area first, and I will go find it in a while." you."

Although the subject of the other party changed quickly, Oda Miyuki had long been used to it, and just oh when he heard it.

She didn't ask the other party "Can I go to the bathroom independently?" After all, Ye Naicang is a single woman who lives alone.

If you didn't even have the basic self-care ability, you would have starved to death at home.

So she just asked one question: "Did you bring the paper?"

Nakura: "..."

Nakura: "If you don't leave, let's go to the toilet arm in arm :)"

The girl looked at the other party's vicious smile, and recalled what she said just now, feeling both inexplicable and aggrieved.

never mind.Maybe Nakura-chan's stomach upset is because of her aunt.

she thinks.