Days as a Reincarnator in Yokohama

The black cat nestled obediently on Hirakawa Masaki's chest, and the fluffy and warm touch spread into his palm.

It is not like the coldness and loneliness in the regenerative research institute, but the scorching heat of real life.

"Chuya?" he whispered, staring into the black cat's eyes.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his head and responded.

A trance flashed in Hirakawa Yaji's eyes, and he suddenly asked: "Didn't you say you want to invite me to your house to watch a movie? When?"

The black cat suddenly couldn't get on its knees anymore, and stretched its hind legs up to his cheek. In the dim lounge, the red cat's eyes stared at him, shining like flames.

Looking at Hirakawa Masaki's serious eyes, Nakahara Nakaya tilted his head, realizing that he was really inviting him.

The cat's ears froze immediately, and the barbed cat's tongue licked his cheek. The next moment, the red cat's eyes closed, and Nakahara Chuya's consciousness returned to his body.

With a sound of "ding dong", Hirakawa Masaki sat up, put Chiya on the bedside table beside him, and picked up the terminal.

"Boyfriend: I'll be there in a while!"

Pingchuan Yaji knew that he already understood what he meant, but he couldn't help but smile when he thought that the model workers and cadres in front of others were showing the impatience of a young boy in front of him.

but……

Hirakawa gathered his long silk pajamas, went to the window and opened the window, the window was facing the road from Mafia to Buteisha, the night wind blowing his cuffs, and the cornflowers beside the window Shaking his head in the wind.

He stretched out his fingertips and gently touched the soft petals. Chi also jumped up from the ground, the tip of his nose "just enough" to push his fingers away from the petals, and his wet nose touched the pollen, shaking his whole body. Sneezed.

The black cat Chi also squatted on the window sill, flapping his nose with two paws, and heaved at the cornflower, looking very fierce.

So cute.

Hirakawa Yaji twitched his fingertips, half-folded beside Chiye, his brows and eyes crooked with a smile, his long blue hair was blown by the wind and flew around behind his head, and some strands were tangled around Chiye's tail.

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Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that Pingchuan Yaji was waiting for him, but when he rode a motorcycle to the window of Pingchuan Yaji and saw the scene of him lying on the window shaking his hands and smiling at him in the dim light of the window, he still couldn't help but There was a shock.

Likes will begin with love at first sight, but deepening is a steady stream of time and time again.

His knees were slightly bent, and he was leaning on the motorcycle sideways, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed.

Taking a deep look at Pingchuan Yaji at the window, he put down the motorcycle stand, looked left and right, a red light flashed on his body, his toes touched the ground, and his body flew upwards like a feather.

Seeing that he was about to jump in through the window, Pingchuan Yaji quickly took a step back.

The next moment, he was dragged into his arms by someone who came in through the window, and the scorching breath rushed towards his face.

Messy breathing was rough, panting, the airflow between the nose seemed to be entangled, entangled, and the slightly closed lips couldn't wait to respond.

Hirakawa Yaji leaned back, his back was tense, and the numb feeling flowed through his whole body like an electric shock.

The excitement and euphoria that was completely different from the penance in the institute made him unable to resist climbing up, and his white fingertips pierced through the gorgeous orange-red hair, and his fingertips gradually exerted force.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also surprised at his enthusiasm today, leaning against the window, he kissed him very cooperatively until his cheeks turned red.

The black cat on the windowsill disappeared at some point, leaving only the blooming cornflowers.

The blue petals fell on the window sill and stuck to the thin silk pajamas one by one. The moon white pajamas were also wrinkled by Zhong Yuanzhong.

After the kiss was over, Nakahara finally let go of their stuck lips.

The palms were controlled on the waist of Hirakawa Yaji, and the forehead was pressed against the forehead of Hirakawa Yaji who was dazed by the kiss, and both of them breathed hot heat.

He licked his lips, a look of satiation flashed across his eyes, the enthusiasm that he didn't feel yesterday, arrived today even though he was late.

This is the best way to get married.

He couldn't help feeling elated.

Both of them knew that asking Nakahara Nakaya to go to his house to watch a movie was just an excuse, or in other words, it was a vague hint that both of them understood, similar to wanting to say "I like you", but they would say "the moonlight is so beautiful".

The moonlight at this night is also extremely beautiful, approaching the summer festival, the moon is nearly full, the sky is full of stars, and the silver light falls into the room.

So this excuse of going to the movies was dropped by the two of them at the same time.

On the floor, white silk pajamas were tangled with black overcoats, and hats and chokers fell beside cornflowers on the windowsill.

The small single bed in the lounge was covered with several layers of mattresses by Kunikida Asami, which was as soft as a cloud to ensure that Hirakawa Masaki could rest well after work, so it was as comfortable as at home.

But at this moment, the quilt room that contains the care of the family has sunk deeper.

The light blue cotton sheets were also washed clean by Kunikida Mama, with a faint fragrance of lavender laundry detergent, laid flat and neatly, and matched well with the slightly thick dark blue embroidered silver and white kitten quilt.

But at this moment, sweaty fingers rested on the light blue cotton cloth, tightening it unbearably, leaving creases and creases on the soft and skin-friendly cotton cloth.

At the end of the bed is a carved white wooden bed rail. Jade's calves stick out of the dark quilt, the back of the foot is tense, and the tip of the shell-like toe is exerting force as if trembling.

The wind blows into the room through the window, and the thin curtains made of gauze flutter in the night wind.

When the fingers holding the cotton cloth were so hard that they trembled slightly, but suddenly loosened, a darker and more powerful hand covered the back of his hand, and the fingertips opened the gap between his fingers, and moved away from under his palm little by little. bed sheets.

In the rest room facing the street, the street lights on the road outside were gone, and it was dark.

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The lounge near the road is much noisier than the residential area.

Early in the morning, Hirakawa Yaji was woken up by the sound of the siren rushing to work.

But he nestled tightly beside Zhongye Zhongye, trying to cover his ears and steal the bell.

Because of the strange recovery, except for some individual exceptions, Yokohama at night is generally no one outside the residential area, so it is mainly near the red brick warehouse of Buteisha in the office area. At night, the buildings are empty and there is no one. .

But the bustle of the crowd during the day seemed to give people the excitement that someone might come over at any time and find them.

In short, he slept a little late last night, and now he is very reluctant to get up.

There are two adult men crowded into the small single bed, which looks cramped, and it is easy to wipe the wooden warehouse away, not to mention Hirakawa Yaji's reluctance to get up, so he subconsciously clings to others.

Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned and hissed softly, finally couldn't help it, pulled his arm out of Hirakawa Yaji's, pulled himself off the bed, and picked up the clothes he wore yesterday one by one.

While wearing him, he couldn't help but look gloomy.

He still found it exciting last night, and couldn't help teasing Pingchuan Yaji every sentence, but now he couldn't help but dislike the noise here, because he couldn't have another wonderful morning.

After washing up, he wore Yaji's little rabbit slippers and walked outside to the restaurant.

He planned to make some breakfast to vent his dryness, opened the refrigerator in the kitchen, but couldn't help but marvel at the assortment of ingredients in it.

He took some familiar beef, eggs, rice, etc., and took them to the washing table to wash. The black cat Chi also appeared beside him, controlling the water in the basin, and helping him make breakfast.

Since he talked about Kai Chiye with Hirakawa Masaki, Chi no longer needs to eat cat food with less salt and less oil alone, and because it is not a normal cat, it is actually a virtual body composed of energy, and there is no need to eat it. I am worried that Chiye will lose hair or have germs on her body, so Chiye can also be used to assist cooking.

Zhongyuanzhong also put the washed frozen rice grains into the pot, add water to boil, hold the knife wrist firmly, roll the beef slices into medium-sized but thin slices into boiling water, turn to low heat and cook until it is sticky, nest two Eggs, sprinkle some chopped green onions...

When Hirakawa Masaki was awakened by the smell of food, but couldn't find any slippers, after a brief wash, he came out of the lounge with bare feet, and when he looked up, he saw Nakahara Chuya who was making breakfast in the kitchen.

The feeling of satiety on his body made him lazier than usual. He hugged Akaya, the black cat who was assisting Nakahara Nakaya in cooking, and stroked its smooth fur.

Then one person and one cat hung behind Zhongyuan Zhongye.

Relying on the advantage of being a little ten centimeters taller than Zhongyuan Zhongye, Hirakawa Yaji just leaned forward slightly, covering Zhongyuan Zhongye's neck.

Taking a deep breath of the aroma in the kitchen, he sighed: "It smells so good. When will it be good, chuuya~"

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned around and pecked his lips lightly, and flipped the omelette in the pot neatly with his hands: "It will be ready soon. Do you want milk, I will warm it up."

"I can do it, do you like to drink milk?" Hirakawa Yaji chatted.

Thinking that if Zhong Yuanzhong also likes to drink milk, he will pay more attention to some special milk ingredients in the future.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought for a while and said: "It's not that I like it, but I'm used to drinking it, and I'm used to drinking a cup in the morning and evening."

Hirakawa Yaji hugged Chi Ye, blinked, thinking of Chi Ye's blessing, and thinking that today's check-in has not been signed yet, thinking of trying, he entered the system space and signed it.

[Ding, get ten "Milk Peach (Level 2)". 】

[Milk flat peach (level 2): ​​The milk flat peach grown on Yaochi Island is a special member of the flat peach family. After ripening, the color is as white as milk and the skin is smooth. Insert a straw into the peach skin and you can drink it. Thick milk, mellow milk flavor will bring the sweetness of flat peaches, rich in calcium and vitamins, deeply loved by parents and children who want to grow tall.Yaochi Island Tourism Bureau's advertising slogan for milk flat peaches is widely circulated - "Mom no longer worries that I don't like drinking milk and eating fruits!"]

"Hey, I actually signed up for milk ingredients." Hirakawa Yaji didn't expect it to happen.

Taking out a large flat peach weighing two catties from the system backpack, the sweet smell of peach milk suddenly appeared in the air.

"Chuya, here, try this."

"This is?" Zhongyuan Zhong also hugged the big flat peach, a little confused.

Masaki Hirakawa poked the plump peach skin with a straw, and the milk gushed out immediately, and the light of supernatural power flashed on Nakahara Nakaya, and the overflowing milk flowed back into the peach obediently.

He took a sip, and the faint peach flavor did not cover up the mellow aroma of the milk. It wasn't very sweet, but he could indeed taste the sweetness of peaches. It was the kind of sweetness that people who don't like sweets can accept. .

"How?" Hirakawa Masaki asked Chuya Chuya's opinion curiously.

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded: "It's delicious, drink some too."

Hirakawa Yaji leaned on his shoulder, padded his feet to hold the straw he had just used, and the mellow and peach-flavored milk poured between his lips and teeth.

"It's really good." He nodded.

Nakahara Zhong also saw the light white on his lips darken.

The next moment, Hirakawa Masaki licked his lips, the white color disappeared, revealing slightly red and swollen lips.