Kyoto University School of Medicine Affiliated Hospital, Minamoto Yorimitsu walked to the door, but Kogi Haruaki refused to leave.
He was standing next to the car holding an umbrella.
Kogi Seimei was also holding an umbrella, but his umbrella was the kind of plastic umbrella Minamoto Yorimitsu loved to use in the past. It was shaking in the strong wind and looked like it could fall apart at any time.
"How do I feel about Saki Hatsu-san..."
He was hesitant to speak, but he hesitated and said, "I feel like Sakichu-san has changed a bit."
"Maybe I've figured something out."
Minamoto Yorimitsu also felt it, especially during the time when he and Kogi Seimei went out. After returning, Sakichu Kodou's whole person changed.
There is no doubt that she must have known.
But after knowing it, he was not angry, he was calm and generous, and acted uncharacteristically forcefully.
It's really a bit dark.
But if I insist on using the word "blackening", it seems a bit inappropriate. On the contrary, it seems that I have grown up suddenly.
"So you won't fight with Ryokage-san?" He tried his best to hold the umbrella with both hands, Kogi Seimei's hair was blown into chaos, and he asked this question with a puzzled face.
"Why do you always think they will fight?"
Minamoto no Yorimitsu was a little speechless, and Seimei didn't look like he was just watching the fun, but he seemed to be under a spell, thinking that they would definitely be jealous.
Kogi Seimei felt incredible. It seemed that he didn't expect Minamoto no Yorimitsu to have this worry, and wanted him to pay more attention to this matter, so he explained softly:
"Isn't that what girls are like? In order to compete for the boy they love, they tear each other's hair violently. Some people will even take off their clothes and even knock out their teeth."
"Do you think Xiaoteng can do it?"
Minamoto Noraimitsu just smiled and asked.
Kogi Seimei still firmly believes: "It should be possible. The more honest a girl is, the more violent the explosion will be."
Although he has never dated a girl before.
But I probably know more about the dark side of students than Minamoto Yorimitsu, especially those girls with poor academic ability who often like to bully others in groups.
The more timid a person is, the harder they will be bullied, but some people will eventually break out, hurting not only themselves but also others. He has seen them all.
Minamoto Yorimitsu certainly understands this truth.
However, he didn't think that Sakichu Kodou could do these things with his temperament, not to mention the way he looked at the master just now, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
It's just like...
Like the Master has been tamed?
Anyway, in the ward just now, Minamoto no Yorimitsu could clearly feel that the master was a little afraid of Sakichu Kodō.
What on earth did they secretly talk about?
Minamoto no Yorimitsu said casually while thinking.
"Girls' rivalry does not necessarily come from fighting, it may also be based on scheming, such as finding ways to throw dirty water."
Xiaomu Qingming was thoughtful after hearing this.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu shook his head, looked at Kogi Seimei whose body was tilted by the wind, patted his shoulder and said: "Seimei, I'm leaving first."
Being awakened by his words, Xiaomu Qingming nodded with complicated eyes: "Please be careful when driving on the road."
"I will, don't worry."
The coolness of the rain was refreshing, and the warmth and sense of security in the car were nostalgic. The internal combustion engine brought warmth to the car body, which also made Yorimitsu Minamoto breathe a long sigh of relief.
Watching Xiaomu Qingming walk back to the hospital.
He didn't drive toward the expressway until his silhouette was submerged in the umbrellas of the patient's family members.
It was peaceful all the way.
It was already six o'clock when we returned to the Heian Shrine Garden Area.
Cumulonimbus clouds would block the sun, and the days were getting shorter in winter. It would get dark halfway through the road, so he was forced to turn on the low beam headlights of his car.
There is no need to press the speaker intentionally.
The gear lever at the entrance to the garden area has a special license plate recognition system, and he had already entered it on the first day he arrived.
Minamoto Yorimitsu drove the car and parked slowly at Juran Pavilion.
He took out the garage key from the glove box, pressed down the electric window, and pressed it in the direction of the garage.
"Didi——"
The white garage rolling shutter door began to roll up automatically. He was about to drive the car inside, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the shadow of legs under the low beam headlights.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu activated the skill of identifying people by looking at their legs.
The low-beam headlights illuminated the gate, probably only reaching the girl's waist below, but the strong light from the car made the shiny black hair turn white.
Pure black professional hip-hugging skirt, slim curves that are neither fat nor thin, and high heels about five centimeters.
It can basically be determined that he is a master.
Feeling a little surprised, Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't choose to get out of the car. Instead, he turned the steering wheel and drove directly into the garage, turned off the engine, unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.
Walk out of the garage and close the automatic rolling door.
There is a platform eave extending outward at the entrance of Juran Pavilion, so there is no need to hold an umbrella for the time being. When I walked out, I saw the imperial medicine bag tea sound looking over.
"Why are you here?"
Minamoto Noraimitsu asked first.
Oiyabaga Chayin tucks the wet hair around her ears, and her face is calm: "Didn't you ask me to come?"
"I did let you come." Yuan Laiguang looked up and down her body: "But I didn't expect it to be so fast."
In his sight was a pile of luggage.
There were two white suitcases, three or four bulging handbags, and a school bag that was so full that even the zipper could not be closed.
There is also a medium-sized cardboard box at my feet.
Even so, she still had something in her hand.
It seems to be the reason for the rain. If the southeast wind is too strong, it will sweep away the rain. Even if you stand under the eaves, you will inevitably be affected. This is reflected in her body.
Oyabag Chayin's cheeks were very wet.
The fever is slightly bent inward, and the hair on the temples that is held behind the ears is thinned by the rain, and even the slender eyelashes have water droplets, which then gather on the chin and drip.
Women's suit jackets are black.
Therefore, no change can be seen after being soaked in water. On the contrary, the black silk on the legs exudes a moist color. It is obvious that the silk fabric absorbs rain and reflects light.
It looks like a strange hazy beauty.
Her slightly pale complexion and slightly hunched shoulders showed that she was obviously not in a good condition.
It doesn't look like she has moved.
On the contrary, it is more like a refugee.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked away from her, turned around and said, "I said before that you were going to move here, and you weren't in a rush to stay here for a day or two. It's still raining so heavily today."
He reached into his pocket, took out the key, opened the door, and opened the black umbrella.
"The rent is just due."
"So it turns out it's to save money. This is really a sad answer. When I first saw you just now, I thought you couldn't wait to live together."
"You are still so narcissistic."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu nodded, helped her pick up only one suitcase and asked: "How long have you been standing here?"
"About half an hour or so." Upon seeing this, Chayin Yuyaobao picked up the things, but she couldn't finish them all: "The security guard at the door sent them here in a patrol car for me."
"Come in first."
With a resentful look, he looked at him who only took a suitcase and walked straight forward. Oyakubag Chayin gritted his white teeth and could only follow quickly.
You need to be conscious when living under someone else’s roof.
She still has some self-awareness.
After entering the courtyard, Minamoto no Yorimitsu walked directly into the villa, and then threw the umbrella into the bathroom in the hall. The look in Oiyabukuro Chaon's eyes became even more resentful.
There were too many things at the door, so she had to go back several times to get them. Fortunately, the villa was only a few dozen meters away from the door, so it didn't take much effort.
It's just that she was more embarrassed than before.
Just when Oiyabukuro Chaon was looking at the luxurious decoration around him with some restraint, panting a little and hesitating whether to sit down for a while, Minamoto no Yorimitsu came over.
Seeing a white towel being thrown towards her, Oiyabukuro Chayin subconsciously caught it. The warm feeling just came over her, and then she heard his voice.
"I'll turn on the air conditioner. Let's find a place to sit down casually. I'll get a bottle to drink and then tell you more about it."
Oyabag Chayin held the towel in his hand.
His eyes were slightly startled and uncertain.
Because the towel was hot, although it felt dry to the touch, she couldn't help but get closer and smell it.
It has a faint floral scent.
Like a certain brand of laundry detergent.
"That towel was clean before it was taken out of the dryer. Do you suspect that I have used it?"
Just as she was sniffing the sound of the royal medicine bag tea, Yorimitsu Minamoto suddenly came back with a can of juice. At the same time, he saw her movements and said in a calm voice.
Being seen and smelled other people's things.
Even Goyakuba Chaon felt a little embarrassed at the moment, but she still said calmly: "It's not impossible."
This sentence made Minamoto Yorimitsu raise his eyebrows.
Then he looked at her, and Oiyabukuro Chaon could read his eyes, as if he was saying, are we short of something like this?
Her face was a little burning and she turned her head.
Preserving the remaining dignity of being a master.
Minamoto no Raimitsu didn't pursue it, he just sat down on the sofa and said with wandering eyes: "There are no hot drinks at home. I made tea. You can get it yourself later."
Oiyabukuro Chayin took a towel, gently wiped his hair and nodded: "I understand."
After the short conversation ended.
The atmosphere in the living room gradually became quiet.
As the indoor temperature rises.
The slightly wet coat was also taken off.
Oiyabukuro Chaon neatly folded the towels and put them on his lap. Looking at Minamoto Yorimitsu, who was slightly lost in thought while drinking juice on the sofa on the right, he was the first to break the silence: "Minamoto-kun, you don't seem to be in a good mood today.
?”
"When someone comes to cook, I feel better."
Pulled back to his attention by her voice, Minamoto Noraimitsu's eyes became introverted, and he narrowed his eyes slightly in response.
Oiyabukuro Chayin slightly pursed her lips, whose lipstick had faded from the rain: "Then let's talk about this."
"Didn't we already have an agreement?"
"I don't want any more strings attached."
Thinking of the experience that night, Oiyabukuro Chayin's body had some signs of fever again.
Minamoto Yorimitsu put down the can of juice, moved his eyes to her cheek, and then said in a calm voice:
"First of all, the message is very clear. You have to prepare lunch and dinner for me. If you leave early in the morning, you can leave a lunch box. If I don't eat at home, I will tell you in advance, but you can't neglect the most basic meal."
"Besides, it's very late today. I have doubts about your cooking skills for now. I'll test them after I wake up tomorrow morning. There are six rooms on the second floor. You can choose any one you like except the master bedroom, but you can't move it after you choose it."
"I don't need to sign a contract with you. This kind of contract has no legal effect, and there is no need for you to pay extra. As for why I chose you, I have already told you. It's just that you feel more at ease than hiring a chef."
In fact, I really just want to find a cook. I really want Minamoto no Yorimitsu to find a chef at home, but I am still a little uncomfortable. After all, I am a stranger who I have never met before.
Sakichu and Koto are studying. Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't want her to take care of him. It's even more impossible if something like this happens today. Before we figure out what happened between her and the master, this is the gap.
On the contrary, someone like Oyakubauchaon has basic cooking skills and weak trust. Even if it is not strong, there are intertwined interests, so it can be said to be just right.
Compared to his random idea, Goyakubag Chaon had seriously considered it, but it was useless to think about it at this point, so he nodded after hearing the request.
"I agreed." Oyakubag Chayin said without any hesitation, as if she had been prepared for a long time.
Minamoto Yorimitsu was a little surprised when he heard this, but he just tapped his fingers on the sofa a few times and finally reached a deal: "Then I will accept you readily."
"What do you mean by accepting it?"
"I mean congratulations on becoming my tenant."
After pausing for a moment, Yorimitsu Minamoto finally got a little more interesting, looked at her with a smile and said:
"If you think it's too high-sounding, you can use other words, such as tame and captive?"
"Should I still wear the collar?"
The eyes of Oiyabukuro Chayin were gradually darkening, and she was no longer as polite as before. She didn't know why, but the more she came into contact with him, the more rude she became.
Just like before, let alone being able to follow the other person's words and say such shameless words, I didn't even have the patience to listen and say such things.
But with the contact again and again, she felt that her lower limit was being pulled down again and again by the man in front of her, like an infinite abyss.
"Am I that kind of person?" Minamoto Yorimitsu frowned when he heard this, and said thoughtfully: "Just a bell will do."
He still prefers gentleness to violence.
Civilized people must of course be more refined.
Hearing this shameless remark, Yuyao Bag Tea's voice had already become immune to it. Mainly, his ears were used to hearing this kind of voice, so it would not be a big deal if he heard it again.
"The bad taste of the upper class."
Throwing these words away coldly, Oiyabukuro Chayin got up to pack her luggage and walked upstairs with large and small bags. She wanted to exercise her rights.
Norimitsu Minamoto was the only one left in the living room again.
After sitting on the sofa for a while, he turned on his mobile phone and prepared to order takeout. He planned to eat tofu soup today.
But that's just after turning on the phone.
Minamoto Noraimitsu discovered that there were several applications that had not been cleared in the background of his mobile phone, and thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he had not opened them today.
"So that's how I found it..."
After being slightly lost for a moment, he finally found a way to be discovered, but what was the reason for the master's fear today?
He fell into deep thought again for a while.
Until the clear cell phone ringtone rang.
"Ring ring ring——"
Minamoto Yorimitsu lowered his head and looked at his phone, and found that there was no incoming call notification, and the screen was still the original interface.
He was stunned for a moment and then looked towards the source of the sound.
I discovered that the source of this cell phone ringtone was in the jacket that the girl just took off on my left side.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu has no habit of calling people for help.
But the ringtone of the cell phone is annoying to my ears.
So he planned to do Oiyabukuro Chaon a small favor and hang up the unknown call for the time being.
But when he took out his vibrating phone.
After reading the contact's note clearly, he stopped hanging up and squinted his eyes instead.
Finally, Yorimitsu Minamoto answered the call, put the phone to his ear and said, "Hello? Hello, what's the matter?"
His voice is steady and quiet
But there was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time.
"Why did you answer it?"
The female voice on the other end of the phone was equally calm, and there was even a feeling that he was not surprised when he answered the phone.
Minamoto Noraimitsu raised his eyebrows and continued: "The love between three people is too crowded, you can get out."
"What does this sentence mean?"
The female voice on the other side of the phone was still calm.
"She's asleep, and I'm going to sleep too."
After saying this, Minamoto Yorimitsu hung up the phone and quietly waited for the simulator prompt.
And it wasn't what he expected.
After three seconds, a prompt box will appear in your eyes.
[Kamiya Aiko’s dislike level increases slightly!]
[Dislikeability has been reversed into rewards!]
[Please pay attention to the inventory check!]
Minamoto Yorimitsu was stunned when he saw the prompt.