"Shirakawa."

When Chihara Hiroshi turned around and called him, he found that Shirakawa Katsuhiko had followed and stared straight in that direction.

About half a minute later, his eyes suddenly widened, and the expression in his eyes had already told the answer.

The next story is probably similar to some old-fashioned TV plots:

The wandering old man escaped, and Shirakawa Katsuhiko caught up until he was forced to a corner. At the beginning, he refused to admit it, but after Shirakawa Katsuhiko told him with true feelings, he finally confessed his identity.

"I am very sinful and have no shame to see them again! Katsuhiko, you should leave! Just pretend I am dead!"

Shirakawa Katsuhiko naturally refused and insisted on taking him back. After a stalemate for a while, the old man was still half-suppressed and half-taken away.

After that, he had nothing to do with Hiroshi Chihara, so he rushed to Watanabe Izakaya...

Early Saturday morning, Chihara Hiroshi shouted into the room: "Shu, are you ready?"

There was no response. After only half a minute, a girl in a dark green hooded work clothes came out. The overall work clothes were large, with the hem covering the short skirt and reaching above the knees.

Chihara Hiroshi was stunned: "Shu, why did you change your clothes?"

A minute ago, she was still wearing a light blue suspender short sleeves and a black short skirt.

Qianhara Sato grabbed the corner of his clothes, lowered his head, his eyes wandered, and his voice was very cramped: "I didn't change it, I just added a piece of clothing."

“But it’s very hot outside.”

Although the hottest month is not yet reached, the temperature is generally around 30 degrees.

Wearing such thick clothes, Chihara Hiroshi was worried that she would have heatstroke.

"It's okay."

Qianhara's voice was still pitifully small, and finally he mustered up the courage and took the initiative to take the initiative to take the lead.

Hiroshi Chihara was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he had done this since he had an impression.

"What...what, brother?"

"Well, it's okay, let's go."

He smiled and held her little hand, feeling only slender and cold.

"Wait a moment."

"What's wrong, is there anything else?"

Chihara nodded her head, then turned toward her original parents' room, brewed for a while, and said loudly in a different volume than before: "Father, mother, I'm out!"

After saying that, when he turned around, his face was filled with satisfaction and happiness.

Hiroshi Chihara was a little ashamed. At least since he traveled through time, he rarely entered the original owner's parents' room. After all, he was still quite stressed when facing the two portraits.

"Now, we're going?"

"Wait a little longer."

Chihara Sutra pulled up the hood, almost covering the upper half of the face.

"Yeah, it's OK now."

Qianhara Hiroshi put his hand on the door handle. As soon as he heard a pronunciation, he suddenly turned the handle. With the girl's whisper, she was finally taken to the outside world.

"Shuh, how do you feel?"

Although she tried going out last week, she was limited to the corridor of the apartment, and there were still no one. There were many people she saw today.

"Well, I...I'm fine!"

However, Chihara Hiroshi felt her little hand holding his thumb tightly, and the force was quite strong.

He breathed a little relieved when he thought of the calming medicine in his pocket.

"Okay, let's start to go to the Nishitsuji Dojo."

As Chihara Hiroshi walked, he observed the slumber beside him, and found that as his footsteps moved, the muscles on the corner of his mouth gradually relaxed, and then he felt relieved.

It's only six:30 now, and there are not many people on the street. Occasionally, there are newspaper deliverymen and milk workers riding bicycles passing by.

On the way, Hiroshi Chihara bought a box and fruit at a dim sum shop.

After all, it was my first official visit, and if I left empty-handed, it would seem a bit unethical.

About forty minutes later, they arrived at the Shizuitsu Dojo, and the gate was already open.

Walking through the courtyard, Chihara Hiroshi led his sister to the inner door and rang the doorbell.

But after waiting for nearly five minutes, there was still no movement inside the door.

"Yo, you're here."

Hiroshi Chihara turned around and saw Mai Nishitsuji wearing a wide training suit with white and black tops and black bottoms. He was holding a bucket in his right hand, and the water inside was already turbid.

At this time, her fair face was a little red, her voice was a little breathing, and there was a layer of sweat on her forehead, and her bangs were stuck to it.

"I was cleaning the dojo just now."

Mai Nishitsuji explained, then poured the water on the root of the big tree in the courtyard, then took out the key and opened the door of the house.

And Chihara's small hand has tightened since Mai Nishitsuji appeared.

Maybe he was nervous... Chihara Hiroshi didn't think much about it and took her in.

After taking the gift box he handed over, Mai Nishitsuji thanked him casually, led the two to the living room, and served snacks and tea. Then she knelt on the cushion and looked at the girl in a strange outfit opposite:

"Is this your sister?"

When signing the contract, Chihara Hiroshi talked about it, so she was not surprised.

"This is my sister Chihara Saki."

"Chenghara Sawa?"

Mai Nishitsuji lay on the table, looking up at her eyes, and found a pair of panicked eyes, and immediately became interested in the girl:

"Chanyuan Jun, your sister is so cute!"

This is the line of the abductor... Chihara Hiroshi had seen her approach to Samen Masumi, and when he heard this, he immediately took precautions.

Mai Nishitsuji rolled her eyes, straightened her upper body, and said angrily: "I'm not a pervert! Remember, now we are in the relationship between superiors and subordinates!"

She reminded both parties of their identities with some smugness.

However, at this moment, an unexpected voice recalled: "Nisitsui...Miss Nishitsuji, thank you for your care for your brother during this period!"

Chihara Sabu bowed forward, and his upper body almost hit the table.

Both of them were stunned, especially Hiroshi Chihara:

This was cured too quickly, right? Is this disease not as serious as he thought?

Thinking of all the past two years, he rejected the latter idea.

Mai Nishitsuji immediately smiled and said, "You're welcome. If Chihara Kwan doesn't meet the requirements, he won't be hired."

As she said that, she pushed the dim sum plate to Chihara Sabu: "Come on, eat dim sum, this steamed bun and yam soup are delicious. You can try this Dafu a little, but personally, the taste is a bit greasy, so you have to eat it in combination with tea..."

Suddenly, the phone ringing on the cabinet interrupted her introduction.

Mai Nishitsuji stood up with some dissatisfaction and answered the phone, but as soon as she put the microphone in her ear, she hung up suddenly.

Five seconds later, the phone ringing rang again.

She ignored it, returned to her seat angrily, and took a sip of tea.

"Is it a harassing call?"

The phone ringing was still ringing, and Chihara Hiroshi was a little curious: Is there a harassing call now?

"Yes, it's a harassing call! Xiao Zhu, we don't have to worry about it, you just have to taste the snack."

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