Chapter 203 Hojo Kyosuke never denies his greed

When he opened the door, Gongshui Sanye observed it immediately. The room was about seven meters by seven meters, and it was a bit empty. The ground was covered with a maroon wooden floor and the walls were simple white. On the side close to the door was a white double bed, and on the right side of the window was a red double door wardrobe.

After confirming that this was not a room where someone was already using it, the girl relaxed a little. Logically speaking, it was not a big deal for the two to experience the love that transcends life and death, and it was not a big deal to stay in each other's house temporarily. However, due to the lack of memory, the situation became a little complicated.

After putting her sportswear on the mattress with plastic film, she walked to the window and looked down. The first thing she noticed was not the five-needle pine tree she liked, but the verdant little maple tree under the light of the scenery.

Whether it is the Miyasui family or the Gourou family, they are all families with a long history, so Sanye also has a good understanding of Japanese courtyards. At the corner of the harbor and living room, it is obviously an important position for the entire courtyard. The trees planted here are also called "正在", which are trees that play a certain role, either highlight the interest of the scenery or coordinate with other scenery.

However, in the eyes of the former witch who is about to enter the School of Science of the Yuchashui Women's University, the little tree is obviously not qualified, and even feels a little incongruent throughout the courtyard.

"It would be much better to move that pine tree over."

She muttered in a low voice, Sanye pulled up the three-layer blackout curtains, and the room that suddenly fell completely dark even scared her, and then she couldn't help laughing:

"Haha~ This guy Kyosuke hasn't changed at all."

When I just looked at the memory pictures and memos in the living room, the boy who felt relieved rarely showed his childish side:

"Every time I exchange my body, I will not wait until the alarm clock rings and I will be woken up by the sun. Although it is very warm, I still can't get used to it."

I was muttering something, but I fell asleep without changing clothes or pulling the curtains at the beginning of the exchange. That's strange, how could I be such a person!

Thinking happily in her heart, she had already adapted to the dark environment slightly and walked over and turned on the lights.

Remove the label on the clothes first. Although the new clothes should still be washed before wearing them, if they are not underwear, it doesn’t matter if they come once in such a short time.

When she took off her skirt, she thought of herself at Kyosuke's house and thinking of him waiting for her below, a strange feeling surged in the girl's heart, and a small layer of bumps suddenly appeared in her tender skin.

She was still wearing her shirt on her upper body, just putting her coat on. She put her skirt into the sportswear packaging bag and walked downstairs.

"How is it?" Looking at the boy standing at the stairs staring at her, while secretly delighted, the girl also looked at the other person's eyes and asked softly.

"Good look!" Hojo Keisuke gave a thumbs up as usual. He always thought that his behavior was more sincere when praising girls, so he kept staring at them.

"Hehe, let's go~"

Picking up his little handbag from the sofa, Sanye said happily.

When you arrive at the garage, the sensing light will automatically light up. The pure red "God of War" and the pure black Rocket 33 parked side by side. The stout motorcycle looks no smaller than a sports car at first glance, and it has a very visual impact.

"Ah, exactly the same as in memory!"

Miya shouted happily, and walked over and wanted to ride it up and feel it. But as soon as she got in the car, she turned her head and asked Hojo Kyosuke:

"May I?"

Although she had ridden many times in her memory, she still knew the boys' habits in these things very well.

"Of course." Hojo Keisuke threw the key directly over.

After rubbing Miyamizumiya a little, he put the induction key into his pocket, then started the motorcycle, and the dashboard lit up.

"Kyosuke, can I take you home today?" There was a swelling feeling in my mind, as if my memory was constantly reviving.

"Haha, I've been waiting for this day for a long time." How could someone refuse such a thing?

It is a little cool in Tokyo in March, and the temperature in residential areas such as Megatadae-cho Sancho-cho is even lower, but the two people who are tightly squeezed together cannot feel it at all.

Miyamizu Miya is very nervous now. Although the Rocket 33 handlebars feel very familiar, it is not the same as they are. She is less than 1.7 meters tall and she is still a bit difficult to drive such a large-displacement sports cruiser. In her memory, the Rocket 33, which is as gentle as a toy and can be tacted with at will, is now like an irritable beast.

After thinking for a while, the girl knew that it was a problem caused by the difference in size and strength between the two.

Hojo Keisuke didn't think so much. He was naturally timid and hugged the girl's slender waist tightly. Because the back seat was very narrow, the two of them could be said to be completely fit together. The faint smell of white plum blossom kept drilling into his nose, and the soft and elastic feel of the girl's waist made him wish Miya could ride a little slower.

Just like what I saw during the last exchange, probably because of kendo training, Sanye can feel the shallow abdominal muscles if he feels it carefully.

There are not many bustling shopping streets along the way, so the traffic is very smooth. No matter how slow it is, the trip of less than two kilometers will end quickly.

This is an ordinary two-story and one-house building. The white door sign is written in black font.

"Then I'll pick you up to the apartment tomorrow morning?"

"Yeah, please trouble you."

"Oh, are we so unfamiliar?"

"No! It's just basic politeness!"

Hearing the lost voice of Hojo Kyosuke, Miyamizu Miyaha hurriedly explained.

"Haha, just kidding. Get off early and see you tomorrow." Seeing the girl's posture, someone smiled satisfied.

"Yeah, see you tomorrow."

When she said this, the girl's fair and pretty face turned red quietly, and her heart was filled with satisfaction.

I finally arrived in Tokyo, only two blocks away from Kyosuke's home, and I could even stay together every day if I wanted. In the past, I could only fill it with hard study, and the sense of emptiness caused by memory loss disappeared today.

This beautiful happiness even made the girl feel unreal, and she couldn't help but confirm again:

"Let's go see the apartment we lived in tomorrow?"

Hojo Kyosuke, who had just been attracted by the movement from the door of the house in front of him, turned his head and looked at the glimmer of Miha's big eyes, and he was slightly stunned, then raised a bright smile:

"Well, go see the apartment we have lived with."

He said this sentence very slowly and vigorously.

"Yeah!" the girl nodded vigorously.

"Sanye, you are back, who is this?"

The sudden sound from behind was so scared that Miyasu Miya's shoulders shrank.

"Dad?! What are you doing here?"

Compared with other girls, Sanye obviously felt much less respect for her father because of her special family experience. After a brief shock, she quickly fell into shame and annoyance.

When Gong Shui Junshu heard this, his chest was stuffy. What did I do when I came out? My daughter hadn't come back in the middle of the night and was worried that she couldn't handle it even when she was working. Then she heard a motorcycle stop at the door, and then my daughter talked and laughed with strangers. The clothes on her body were different from when she went out. What did I do when I came out?

"I'll come out and take a look..." Look at the whereabouts of this guy who doesn't know why he doesn't like him at first sight.

"Hello, I am Hojo Kyosuke, and I am Miya's friend." Putting down the helmet in his hand, Hojo Kyosuke bowed slightly. To be honest, he almost blurted out "father" just now, and he was so restless that he was so anxious.

"Come in the house for a cup of tea." Ignoring the expression of the daughter driving people beside her, Miao Shui Toshiki sent an invitation in a deep voice.

"Then I'll disturb you." Hojo Keisuke agreed happily, and he came to the door of his house, so he should have gone in and sat down.

After looking at his father, he looked at Kyosuke who looked calm. Miyamizu Miya ran over with a red face and pushed open the gate of the courtyard, asking Kyosuke Hojo to push the motorcycle in.

Miao Shui Junshu glanced at his daughter and turned into the house.

"Kyosuke..."

At night, I was sent home by someone I liked, and was seen by my father when I said goodbye outside the house. Now my father still invited Kyosuke home for tea with a serious look on his face. Although I had experienced so many magical things, the girl was still a little nervous.

"Safe, I will handle it."

After parking the motorcycle, Hojo Kyosuke held Miyamizu Miyaha's small hand, pinched it gently, and said softly. Dating is never a matter of two people. Isn't the reason why he struggled to become a mystery novelist just to be useful at this time?

He knew that he was not a perfect husband, but he still wanted to work hard to make his beloved girl's family think of him, "If you eliminate the fickleness, Hojo Kyosuke is really a perfect man."

Just as Miyamizu Miya thought, the father did not choose the place of the conversation in the living room with a sofa and coffee table, but sat in the room early and waited. Although the expression on his face could not be said to be fierce, it was not much better.

This made the girl a little funny. Since the family reconciled, the father seemed to have to make up for the debts he had suffered in the past few years and was so doting that he was extremely addicted to the two sisters. Even Nara's grandparents wanted them to go to high school in the local area, her father asked for their opinions as soon as possible. She felt that if she did not agree, her father would rather run away from home again than leave them in Nara.

It turns out that this is the unique posture of the father when facing his daughter's lover. Sanye thought of it unexpectedly.

Seeing Miyamizu Toshiki who had already set off, Hojo Kyosuke just patted the girl's little hand that was still holding her tightly, and then slowly walked over.

"I'm really trouble you to send Sanye home so late." Miyamizu Toshiki squeezed out a stiff smile.

"You are so kind. I should have done it to ensure that Sanye arrives safely."

Although he was a little uncomfortable with sitting, Hojo Kyosuke's body still did not shake at all.

You kid called Miss Gongshui a good name! What is your relationship with Sanye, and when did you meet...

Countless questions were blocking Miyasu Toshiki's chest, but he sadly found that he had no position to ask. This was just his daughter's friend, not a partner. It was too rude to interrogate like a detective when he met.

"I'm so, I'd like to thank you. Sanye is really a kid. I should call me to drive to pick her up next time."

Bang!

Myeon Shui Junshu, who lowered his head to drink tea, slapped himself hard in the face in the face, what is next time?

"No, no, actually, my house is not far from here, just in Megumi, Megumi," Hojo Kyosuke explained.

A big man with the word "chuan" appeared between his eyebrows and raised his head suddenly, so close!?

"Actually, Miya just wanted to try my motorcycle, otherwise we would come back for a walk together."

It was actually my daughter who rode a motorcycle to carry him back? Could it be that she changed her clothes because of this?

"So that's the case. It's indeed a bit more suitable for riding a motorcycle." The gully between the old man's eyebrows became deeper.

"Dad! I bought the sportswear when I went out shopping with Kyosuke during the day!"

Miyamizu Miya, who was sitting quietly beside him, only remembered this when she heard this. Her nervousness was immediately replaced by shyness. Her face turned red in an instant, and her tone increased unconsciously.

Miao Shui Junshu turned his head and looked at his daughter, but didn't say anything. He sighed, lowered his head and took another sip of tea. The tea cup, which was not much bigger than his thumb, drank it for a long time.

He is worthy of being the "miracle warrior", this observation.
To be continued...