what tennis

◎But he can cook◎

Although Echizen Longya said that she doesn't need to apologize, because this is not a matter of truth.

Under Echizen's politeness and consideration, Nishijima Mari felt more and more guilty.

She immediately changed the subject, and discussed with Echizen Ryuya about the 'assistant's salary'.Mari Nishijima has no experience in hiring assistants, and originally wanted to send a message to the editor to ask about "industry prices".

But Echizen Ryuya said that he didn't need a salary, as long as Mari Nishijima temporarily provided him with shelter, including food and lodging.

"As you can see."

He stared at Nishidao Truth with those cat eyes that were extremely lethal, and said: "All my documents are soaked in seawater now, including bank cards and credit cards. I can't go out and rent a hotel to rest, if there is no place to stay , I can only sleep on the street.”

After being stared at by Echizen Ryuya for ten seconds.

Mari Nishijima rubbed her burning ears, her eyes drifted away: "But you can only sleep on the sofa, you can't go in my bedroom."

Echizen Ryuya chuckled lightly: "No problem."

……

Mari Nishijima felt that even if he didn't take Echizen Ryuya in, he wouldn't sleep on the street.

All he had to do was take a 'Adoption' sign, go to Kabukicho and sit down on any chair.In less than 3 minutes, there will be a lot of mobile meal tickets looking for this young man with good appearance.

The sofa of Mari Nishijima was originally a folding sofa, which can be used as a small bed after the backrest is put down.She took out spare quilts and blankets from the bedroom closet, as well as the pillows she used for washing before—Nishijima Mari, who has no housework ability, rolled these things into a ball on the sofa, and patted the pillows vigorously with her hands .

The duvet in the pillow was patted and puffed up, looking very soft and comfortable.

Mari Nishijima was very satisfied with her "results", and patted the quilt again in the same way.Due to the large size of the quilt, Mari Nishijima's hands were sore from patting it, but she couldn't completely soften the quilt.

Echizen Ryuya wanted to laugh from the beginning, but couldn't stand it anymore.He moved his position and walked to the sofa: "I'll do it."

Mari Nishijima rubbed her red and hot palms, and stuffed the quilt to Echizen Ryuya without hesitation.

"There is a spare disposable toothbrush for guests in the second drawer in the bathroom. If you want to brush your teeth, you can use it first. You can also use my facial cleanser and lotion first."

"We will go to the supermarket to buy other daily necessities tomorrow, and help you reissue all the necessary documents by the way."

Echizen Ryuya naturally had no objection.

When the alarm clock rang the next day, Nishijima Mari quickly and mercilessly pressed the alarm clock, and then quickly retracted into bed.

The indoor air conditioner is fixed at a comfortable 25 degrees, and the quilt wrapped around the body can provide just the right amount of softness and security.

She buried her face in the pillow and pretended the alarm clock hadn't gone off.

Then the second alarm clock went off soon after.

Mari Nishijima took a deep breath, reluctantly climbed up holding the quilt, and turned off the alarm clock.She sat on the bed in the same posture that she had just turned off the alarm clock, her eyes blank in a daze.

Why do I set my alarm so early on weekends?

Obviously it's not the deadline!

Could it be that my brain is broken... Ah, yes.

Mari Nishijima finally remembered the true meaning of the alarm clock: Yesterday she promised Echizen Ryuya to take him out to buy daily necessities.

"It's like having a cat and promising to take him to buy cat claws, clippers and cat litter..."

Mumbling to himself, Nishijima Mari quickly got up and changed his clothes.

She locked the door of her room before going to bed last night, and opened the door more slowly than usual.But the moment he opened the door, Mari Nishijima smelled the aroma of food.

She stared blankly at the breakfast on the transparent coffee table in her living room: ham and fried egg sandwiches, steaming milk.

Damn, is this breakfast?

"you're awake?"

Echizen Ryuya came out of the kitchen, holding steaming vegetable soup in his hand.He should have slept well last night, he didn't have any dark circles under his eyes, he had short green hair with messy ends, and he could still show a refreshing smile to Nishijima Mari.

Mari Nishijima covered her heart, and asked weakly, "Did you do all of this?"

Echizen Ryuya: "You said yesterday that the kitchen can be used, so I made some breakfast on my own. Don't you like sandwiches for breakfast?"

Nishijima Mari wiped away the tears that did not exist in the corner of her eyes, and choked up: "No, I am too touched."

"Echizen-kun, you really are an angel."

She decided to retract her foreword.

Although Echizen Ryuya is a frivolous vagrant, he is good-looking and can cook and help carry things.

He is simply a sexually transformed version of the snail girl!

After breakfast, Echizen Ryuya took the initiative to clean up the dishes.

Mari Nishijima, who felt that she couldn't help anything, tried to help wash the dishes, but when she walked into the kitchen, she watched Echizen Ryuya wash the dishes, and Echizen Ryuya chatted with her by the way.

Until she walked out of the kitchen dizzy, Mari Nishijima couldn't even touch the sink.

Echizen Ryuya, your previous job was either a cowherd or a salesman, right? !

It is hard for Mari Nishijima not to have such complicated thoughts.

Mari Nishijima plans to take Echizen Ryuya to buy daily necessities, and by the way, supplement the daily necessities at home.

She turned on the mobile phone navigation and searched for the nearest department store, and took the tram with Echizen Ryuya to go there.

"Echizen-kun, do you want to buy a cell phone?"

While checking the navigation, Mari Nishijima suddenly asked such a question.

Echizen Longya was originally standing beside her, but when he heard this, he looked down at her in surprise.He was about to speak—a stop announcement sounded in the tram, and then the tram door opened, and a new wave of passengers boarded.

The tram was heavily trafficked, and the influx of new passengers pushed others along.

Before Echizen Ryuya could speak to Mari Nishijima, Mari Nishijima was bumped by the person next to him, hitting his forehead on the handrail.

She subconsciously yelled in pain, but after she yelled, she felt that it didn't hurt that much.Mari Nishijima looked up, only to see that Echizen Ryuya's palm had been placed between her and the armrest at some point - she just bumped into Echizen Ryuya's palm just now, so she didn't feel any pain.

The people around are still crowded.Echizen Ryuya switched positions, pushing Mari Nishijima between himself and the side wall.

Mari Nishijima was not as tall as him, and he could only vaguely see the moving heads from behind his shoulders.She raised her head: "...Thank you."

Echizen Longya lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his lips: "Then, as a thank you, can you just call me Longya next time?"

"..."

Echizen Ryuya: "Well, it's really crowded. It seems that someone hit my back just now."

Mari Nishijima looked left and right, pretending he didn't hear.

Echizen Ryuya: "The palms of my hands also hurt a little, and I feel like I've been knocked to the bone."

Nishijima Mari: "...Long Yajun, if it's really crowded, you don't have to force yourself to separate me from the crowd."

After getting the desired response, Echizen Ryuya smiled slyly: "With the care of Zhen-chan, I feel much better now."

-Complete-