"Mom, it's me, Yousha."

"Yousha is back."

"Well, I forgot my keys."

"You're such a kid, I'll come over and open the door."

After a while, the door of Qingshui's house opened, and a middle-aged woman wearing an apron appeared in front of the two of them.

She is neither thin nor fat, her height is about the same as that of Qingshui Yousha, her hair is tied into a low ponytail, hanging down from her neck to her chest, and she has a kind face. She is a very common image of an island country housewife.

When Shimizu's mother saw Mogami Kazuto next to Shimizu Arisa, her expression was obviously startled. She originally wanted to say something to her daughter, but suddenly something stuck in her throat.

At this time, Mogami Kazuto introduced himself: "Hello, this is the first time we meet. I am Arisa's friend. My name is Mogami. I am here to disturb you today."

"Eh...? Oh, you're very welcome. Please come in first." Qingshui's mother, who couldn't figure out the situation, instinctively agreed and immediately stepped aside to let the two of them enter the house.

"Excuse me."

Mogami Kazuto nodded slightly, pretending not to see the questioning look Shimizu's mother gave to Shimizu Arisa.

After entering the house, Shimizu's mother took the two of them to the living room, letting Mogami and Kazuto sit wherever they wanted, and said polite words not to be formal.

However, this was the first time he came to visit Mogami Kazuto. Naturally, he couldn't be so casual. He followed Arisa Shimizu and sat down on the carpet in the living room.

Mogami Kazuto handed over some of the condolences he had brought: "Here is a small gift, not a sign of respect. Inside is yokan."

"Mr. Mogami, thank you for your trouble."

Qingshui Yousha looked at the living room: "Mom, where is dad?"

"I'm going out. I should be back soon."

"Hey~~ I clearly said that I would take He Rensang home with me today."

Shimizu's mother took a deep look at her daughter. She must have been worried that Mogami Kazuto was still present, so she didn't make it too obvious. She didn't know anything about it.

"Arisa, you chat with Mr. Mogami first, while mom prepares tea."

"Okay~~"

Qingmizu Yushara echoed in a voice, and soon Qingmizu's mother left with a gift box containing yokan.

"Dad, really, he said I would go home today, but no one is at home."

"It's okay, maybe I came to disturb you too early."

"It's us, right?"

"This is your home, how can you be disturbing me?"

"Hmm... It seems that is indeed the case."

The two of them were sitting on the carpet chatting, while Shimizu's mother in the kitchen kept glancing this way, a little uncertain, cut the yokan into pieces, put it on the plate, brewed a pot of tea, and brought it over.

"Mr. Mogami, please have tea."

"Thank you, you're welcome."

Shimizu's mother knelt on the carpet, handed over tea and snacks, held the round tray in her arms, and looked at Mogami Kazuto's eyes, curious to the point of being exposed.

Mogami Kazuto looked a little unnatural, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only smile and remain silent, making the atmosphere slightly awkward.

Qingshui Yousha broke the stiff atmosphere at this moment: "Mom, don't keep staring at Kazuto-san, Kazuto-san will be at a loss."

"It's okay." Mogami Kazuto said humbly.

"Mr. Mogami is really handsome. Isn't it normal for an aunt like me to look at you more often?"

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Qingshui Yousha looked a little anxious. Her mother's attitude really made her feel embarrassed.

"Don't Yousha think so too?" Qingshui's mother looked at her daughter.

Hearing this, Mogami Kazuto subconsciously glanced sideways.

"Well... well... Kazuto-san, you're right." Shimizu Yusa stammered in reply, not daring to look into Mogami Kazuto's eyes.

"Let's see."

"Really, don't let me say such strange things! Kazuto-san will be scared."

"It doesn't matter, I'm used to Yousha's appearance."

"Huh? Does this mean a good thing or a bad thing?" Qingshui Yousha's eyes widened.

Mogami Kazuto smiled and said nothing.

Qingshui's mother calmly observed the interaction between the two. They called each other by their last names, which showed that their relationship was unusual.

Then I thought about it, it was natural. After all, they brought each other home, so it couldn't be an ordinary relationship.

"Um... Arisa, don't you want to introduce more about Mr. Mogami?" Shimizu's mother began to hint.

"This is Kazuto-san, my good friend."

"Friends?" Qingshui's mother was stunned. This was an answer that really exceeded her expectations.

Mogami Kazuto nodded slightly: "Arisa and I are very good friends. I came to visit today because I borrowed precious photographic equipment from my uncle, and I came here to express my gratitude."

"Eh? Is it just... like this?"

Qingshui's mother seemed a little confused. After all, she had been observing the interaction between her daughter and the young man since they entered the house.

Although there was nothing particularly intimate, she still subconsciously thought that the two of them had that kind of relationship, and couldn't help but worry about her daughter.

Because her daughter is a voice actor, Shimizu's mother naturally looked up a lot of information about this job. In addition, Shimizu Arisa is an idol voice actor, so she understands that there is an unspoken rule in the industry that you cannot fall in love before the age of 30.

It's not that she's worried that she won't make money, but that she's worried about whether she will be pressured from the outside world.

"Yes, what else?" Qingshui Yousha agreed at the side.

"This is true. Because this is the first time that Yousha has brought a male friend home, I thought it was a relationship."

Mogami Kazuto smiled lightly: "Arisa is a very good friend, and we get along very well."

Qingshui Yousha nodded in agreement.

"I see, that's really rude."

"That's not the case. You're too polite."

"Then you guys talk first. It's almost time for me to prepare dinner."

After Shimizu's mother left, Mogami Kazuto took a sip of tea and said, "Arisa, your mother is a very kind person."

"Right, hehe~" Qingmizu Yousha held his fork in his mouth and ate the yokan in small bites.

In the blink of an eye, half of the snacks on the plate had disappeared, and Mogami Kazuto didn't even notice when she ate them.

It's incredible.

After sitting in the living room of Qingshui's house for about half an hour, the sound of the door opening and closing came from the entrance, and soon there was the sound of slippers stepping on the wooden floor.

Dong-dong-dong, as if the electric knife kept falling on the piglets waiting to be slaughtered.

Perhaps this description is a bit strange, but to the ears of Mogami Kazuto, who has an absolute sense of pitch, there must be no joyful emotion in this series of footsteps.

If possible, Mogami Kazuto would like to block out the emotions contained in the footsteps.

Even so, he couldn't show timidity here.

"Ah...Dad, you're back." Qingshui Yousha said sweetly.
Chapter completed!