[Black Basket] The medicine cannot be stopped

I don't know if Mr. S's words made me find a suitable excuse, or Mr. S himself made me relax. In short, the meeting with my parents unexpectedly went smoothly...?

Except for the part where I accidentally burst into tears and burst into tears... Generally speaking, the matter was resolved satisfactorily.My parents accepted the fact of "reconciliation" almost immediately, and my mother even pulled me to comfort me.

"Don't be self-willed, Chiyo, you have to get along well with your husband, you know? Don't let your parents worry about you anymore."

Why, why did you clearly say it was S-kun's fault, but now it seems like it's all my fault...! ?

Also, what did I do to impress my parents as "always self-willed"? !Mom and Dad, I am your biological daughter! ?

But mother is still going on...? !

"...You are going to travel soon. There are not many opportunities like this. Didn't you always complain that the two of you spend so little time together? This time, you should take good care of it."

My mother showed me a smile that you know, and I could only look at her with blank eyes.

My mother's expression changed instantly when she saw me, and she slapped me on the head with a look of hatred.

"It's really... so big and so stupid, I really don't know how I gave birth to a daughter like you!"

"It hurts, Mom...! Don't say such things! It's not you who gave birth to me... Wait, isn't your daughter stupid?!"

"Listen," my mother suddenly lowered her voice, looking at me eagerly and excitedly, "seize this opportunity, get along well, and try to get pregnant early! It's hard to find such a good son-in-law these days, so don't miss this opportunity Chiyo?"

“………………………………”

There are too many slots, right? Mom...? !

First, regardless of some strange topics, what kind of brainwashing did Mr. S do to his parents, so that they treat him like their own son...

I looked anxiously at Mr. S, who was chatting enthusiastically with my father, and suddenly felt a great sense of crisis threatening my status.

Mr. S and I = toad ate swan meat.

↑Although I don't want to admit this kind of equation, it seems that people around me have already seriously acquiesced!

In short, Mr. S and I bowed and said goodbye together with the comforting smiles of my parents, and then sent them off in the car respectfully.

After eating a meal, I feel a lot haggard...

On the other hand, Mr. S next to him, his face was slightly flushed because of drinking, but he still maintained his usual calm and self-control. The majesty of the street brushed over his bangs on his forehead, raising a beautiful arc.

Think, want to lift his bangs for him 0///0!

... No wonder Mom and Dad are going to fall, I think if this development continues, our family will become the rhythm of Mr. S's brains.

Noticing my gaze, Mr. S gave me a sideways glance.

"Relaxing now?"

"call……"

I let out a long breath, "Of course! One thing has finally been resolved, and then I can go directly to Tokyo without worrying about meeting people I know!"

Mr. S unexpectedly didn't answer the call, just went to get the car, and then went home all the way.

Although I have been secretly in love with him for three years, to be honest, I am not used to getting along with Mr. S, so even if I kept an awkward silence on the way home, I let it go... =_=.

When I kept it until the end, I accidentally fell asleep.

I woke up because I felt that my head hit something hard. I woke up because of the pain. When I opened my eyes in a daze, I realized that I had touched the metal buckle of the seat belt in a dream.

==.

Wait, why am I lying down...?

The seat that was originally upright was turned flat at some point, and I leaned against the car as if I was lying down, with... a coat?

Flattening the back of the chair can be interpreted as sleepwalking, but taking the jacket off Mr. S and putting it on myself is obviously not something I can do as a sleepwalker.

...And even if I'm not sleepwalking, I don't dare to do it!

So, so...?

I struggled to turn over, and saw Mr. S sitting on the seat next to him at a glance. He still maintained his usual posture, sitting leisurely but still upright on the driver's seat. The window was rolled down, and he His arms were propped on the window sill, and he was holding his chin, wondering what he was meditating on.

Outside, it was already dark, with only a few faint lights floating in the background.

=a=! ! ! !

It's afternoon after tea!Did I actually sleep until it got dark...? ! ! !

Am I a pig! ! ! !

Sleep like this in front of Mr. S? ! ! !

I hurriedly wiped my mouth, in case I drooled in my sleep, I had to wipe it off immediately, before I even touched my face, I heard Mr. S's voice.

"Don't wipe it, I've seen it all."

I went to tidy up my messy, weed-like hair, but Mr. S spoke again before I touched it.

"I don't need to comb it anymore, it's still so messy after combing."

……

tt.

Mr. S, what enmity do we have...?

I sat up silently, and folded Mr. S's coat. Only then did I realize that the place we are in seems to be the top of a mountain?

Looking at the past from the front window, just overlooking the angle.

You can see the lights of Wanjia flickering in the night, and a few shining stars in the sky complement each other.

"Have you been here?"

Mr. S asked me with a shocked face.

"How could I have been here...!"

Although my family is in Kyoto and I grew up in Kyoto, I have never been to a place like this.At most, it is to go around the top of the Kyoto Tower. I never knew that there is such a place in Kyoto where you can see such a beautiful scenery.

"is it?"

Mr. S smiled slightly, "But the first person who brought me here was you."

"……Eh?!"

I can't imagine that this kind of place is where I come from? !

I always feel that the place I took Mr. S should be a poor activity such as a food stall on the street. How could it be related to high-end and high-end activities such as watching the night view and watching the stars...

I wiped my sweat silently, it's really Alexander.

I glanced at Mr. S, and I always felt that he didn't finish his previous sentence, but he didn't give any explanation anymore.Just tap the display time on the car.

"It's already eight o'clock, and we have to catch the Shinkansen tomorrow morning, so let's go back today."

"……Oh."

So tonight ended like this (peacefully).

The only trip to the starry sky that seemed a little more romantic (He) also drew a curtain in my saliva and messy hair (continued peacefully).

... I really don't know whether to feel sorry for myself, or to sympathize with Mr. S.

Light the wax (candle) for both of us.

In the morning, Mr. S and I went out with our suitcases and got on the subway to the Shinkansen.

After all, he is considered a famous chess player, probably because he was afraid of being recognized by others, Mr. S wore a hat and a mask, and the only thing that was exposed was his pair of strange-colored eyes.

But even so, he's still handsome >///<.

In contrast I'm just...

When I was about to leave the house, I saw Mr. S wearing a hat. I remembered that I had seen similar ones in the bedroom. I immediately realized that this was a so-called couple hat. I immediately went to the bedroom and found a female hat, and I also put it on. .

But why do I look like a country aunt when I wear it...

I looked at my own reflection in the window next to me in a daze, and glanced at Mr. S who was concentrating on unpacking the instant bento. The soft hat on his head looked very energetic. I couldn't believe that this was actually a couple. cap.

I suddenly feel so tired, why is it swollen? qaq (lying down).

"then."

When I was making unconscious comparisons, Mr. S had already made a copy quickly with his hands and feet, and brought the bento with chopsticks to me, and I hurriedly caught it.

In view of my poor cooking skills and Mr. S's reason for not wanting to make bento, we can only buy instant food in the bento shop.

Although Mr. S didn't say anything, I always feel a little guilty.

As a housewife (?), I can't even make a bento, which is indeed a bit useless.

"...This is delicious too! Try it soon... Oh oh oh! It's super delicious!"

I am not good at cooking, but I have a lot of experience in trying to make up for it, so I played my role again.

While acting as if he was eating hard, he showed a happy expression and gave Mr. S a thumbs up, hoping that he would be satisfied with this.

Although I didn't see what I looked like, I guess it's about time for this store to invite me to shoot an advertisement...

"...Your acting skills are too exaggerated."

Mr. S acted like he didn't want to pretend to know you.

"What are you doing! It's really delicious!"

I ate the last piece of eel angrily, only to realize that I had already eaten most of the side dishes, but there was still a big lump of rice that hadn't moved at all.

Do you want to eat rice...

"Ugh……"

There was a faint sigh coming from the side, and before I had time to identify it, I saw a large piece of eel caught in my box, followed by octopus balls, cucumbers, and sausages...

Mr. S asked me while stuffing something into my bento box.

"It's like this every time I eat bento, do you have real amnesia or fake amnesia?"

"... Really, really, qvq!"

I struggled to eat a big mouthful of white rice.