[SD] The daily life of a girl with snake spirit disease

AM6: 00

get up.After a brief tidying up, I went into the kitchen to make breakfast and lunch for two.

During those years in Hokkaido, I became a Japanese girl who can do housework well.Sakurako's mother, who has changed her surname to Morishita, told me with peace of mind, "If you want to be sheltered under this roof, you must learn to be grateful and reciprocate."When I was young, she only asked me to wipe the floor and do the laundry.When I was ten years old, all the work in the Morishita family was left to me alone.Kumiko Morishita just needs to say modestly to her neighbors when she goes out, "That kid is pretty obedient, it's just one more mouth to eat, it doesn't matter if I'm tired alone."

Hehe, she is indeed a woman who only cares about her own divorce and can throw her daughter to an abusive ex-husband.In my opinion, even if Sakurako Kitajima didn't have a stepfather, this mother wouldn't be able to kiss her anywhere.

Although I still like to cook Chinese-style meals, Huadao's refrigerator is very empty, not to mention the ingredients for cooking, and the seasonings are all in short supply.But there are a lot of instant noodles and sausages ╮(╯_╰)╭.

I turned it over and saw that there was still some leftover rice from last night, so I took it out and mixed it with sushi vinegar, sugar and salt, and prepared to stand for a while.Beat a few eggs and fry them into omelets.One part is made of Kanto-style egg rolls, and the other part is cut into strips.Blanch the shiitake mushrooms and lettuce, cut into strips with cucumber and ham for later use.Spread nori on the sushi mat, and I quickly make sushi.

La la la, a lot of meat floss is needed~φ(≧ω≦*)~.

I remember that Huadao is a big eater. After I rolled all the leftovers into sushi, I opened the pot and served him a big bowl of noodles.This time, I didn't bother to make Japanese flavors. I just sautéed the onion, ginger and garlic in the pot, and gave him two candied eggs.

As for the prepared egg rolls and sushi, take a part of it and put it in a bento box with fruits and lettuce. Although it is not rich, it is red, green and green, and the appetite is full.

Because Japanese people are afraid of the smell of hot food, it will bring burden to others, so Japanese bento is almost always raw or cold.I also really admire this country that is afraid of causing trouble to others with every move.Ordinary Japanese people wish they could be carved out of the same mold as others, without being conspicuous or conspicuous.In such an aggrieved environment, it is inevitable that there will be a few people who "let themselves go", so perversions always emerge in endlessly.

After finishing my breakfast, I went upstairs to wake Huadao up.

Opening the door without any psychological burden, I happily looked at the flower arrangement that was sleeping into a large font——

Bare|Naked upper body completely reveals a good figure, broad shoulders, eight-pack abs, like the big breasts that fascinated the world after playing Captain America for many years~ Although the head of the plane sleeps like a bird's nest, scattered stubble grows on the chin , but these are not important... I looked down and stared at his pajama pants that were exposed outside the quilt.

Hmm... this bulge... tsk tsk...

I was concentrating on watching when Huadao suddenly straightened up and sat up awkwardly.Unprepared, I met his turned face.

sharp!Animal-like intuition (～·▽·)～

"Good morning~ Hanadaochan~ Sakura is ready for breakfast~ Please come down and eat soon~" I cupped my cheeks with both hands, smiled purely, and quickly disappeared before he could react.

At mealtime, we all acted like nothing happened in the morning.

Looking at the breakfast I served, Huadao, who has always been idiotic and happy, was a little dazed, and he was stunned for a while before moving his chopsticks.The fried noodles made him look a little strange, and asked me what it was, and I said it was Yingzi's exclusive secret pork shredded noodles.

He didn't say anything, and quickly ate it all in the bowl.

When I put down the bowl, I noticed that the corners of his eyes were moist.

……

AM7: 30

I dragged the flower path and went out.

With a constipated expression on his face, he muttered that he was not suitable for studying in such a morning.

I glanced at him, stepped on my little mount, and asked in a flat tone: "Aren't you going to be a sports boy, how can you not get up early for morning exercises? I don't think you can run from home to school, right?"

The single-cell king Huadao really became mentally handicapped in a second.

"Hmph, how can this be so rare that I am a sportsman, Hanamichi Sakuragi!"

Then, without waiting for me, he rushed out, leaving only a string of "hey|hey hey|hey hey|hey', which makes people think...

Shaking my head, I pedaled the car and chased after him.Sometimes I also sigh, why am I unrequitedly in love with such a man who is always making people laugh intentionally or unintentionally?Could it be that my five elements are short of jokes? ╮(╯_╰)╭

Huadao and I chased each other to the school like this.Mito, who came later, was still yawning, but when he saw Huadao was sitting on the seat flipping through a magazine, his eyes almost fell out of the window in shock.

"...Is the sun coming out from the west today?"

Huadao hugged her chest and boasted complacently: "Yanghei, you came too late, so lazy and lack of exercise!"

But this guy does have pride. I didn't expect him to run from home to school in one go, and at a speed that I could only catch up with at full speed.However, after resting for more than ten minutes, he was resurrected on the spot with full blood and mana, as if nothing happened.Rather, I was exhausted from riding a bicycle, my calves were sore like soaked in lemon juice, and I had exercised too much... I smiled wryly.

I don't know why, but after entering the school, Huadao stopped talking to me.Sometimes when he was talking happily with Mito, he would subconsciously want to turn around and say something to me, but his neck would always stiffen, and he would turn back abruptly.I think Mito must have also noticed his strangeness, and looked at me several times with twinkling eyes.However, based on the Japanese classroom principle that disjointed groups do not talk, he never spoke to me.

It doesn't matter to me, ╮(╯_╰)╭Anyway, I am used to code words to find peace in the middle of the noise. During the school term, I can't shake the time to rush to write. After all-the stupid Hanako must only think about Akagi Haruko now.

I can't help thinking that when the third class is over, Akagi Haruko appears like a fixed-point plot NPC in a stand-alone game.After greeting Hanamichi who was in close contact with the backboard yesterday, she dutifully released the plot task to Sakuragi:

"Sakuragi Hanamichi, the basketball team is recruiting new blood. Although my brother once said that no one without perseverance will be allowed to join the team, if it's you, it will be fine!"

Hey hey hey, can the heroine be like this who looks cute but is actually green tea and comes to hook up with suitors you don't actually like? ? ?

When Huadao swears and swears that he has "perseverance", even if I am mentally prepared, my heart is already a hundred times more sore than my legs, and I can't help scratching the roots of my teeth. window glass—

The ear-piercing sound of "squeak" made Hanamichi, Akagi Haruko and Mito's hairs stand on end.In the end, before accusing me of making noise, Akagi Haruko was frightened by my gloomy expression and hurriedly said "class is over" and ran out of the classroom.The rest of Mito and Huadao stepped back three feet, staring at me and not daring to approach.

"Is there something wrong with her?" Mito couldn't help but asked Huadao in a low voice.

There's something wrong with your uncle's head!

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_Because the author Jun’s family has two babies who need to be taken care of, so the daily update is from Monday to Friday, and Saturday and Sunday stop for rest~