The next day, early in the morning, I was in the pavilion.
Minamoto Yorimitsu opened his eyes.
What came into view was the cloudy sky like the deep sea outside the half-opened curtains, and the drifting and sloping raindrops.
He frowned and turned off the alarm clock next to him.
As a good habit of going to bed early and getting up early, he rarely gets woken up by the alarm. When this happens, it's mostly because he was discussing business last night, so he feels a little uncomfortable when he wakes up.
Because when he turned over and realized that he was alone, he realized that there was no one else in the bed today.
After getting up, I simply took a shower.
Since no one was cooking at home, Minamoto no Yorimitsu felt too hungry and decided to make something by himself, so he chose a sandwich with hot milk.
In fact, he originally wanted to cook two corns.
But all the ones he brought from his hometown last time were broken. He didn't put them in the refrigerator and kept them in boxes covered with mud. Most of them were rotten and turned green.
While eating a sandwich and looking at his phone, Sakiatsu Koto sent a few messages, which were already two hours ago.
[Guangjun, good morning, are you up?]
[Grandma is recovering well and can eat half a bowl of rice more than before. Everything is fine. However, the crops in the fields are not growing well. It was windy this morning and it looks like it will rain a little later.
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[I have closed all the windows at home, but I have not closed the balcony on the third floor because I have placed a few pots of flowers to get some sunshine. Guangjun, please close them if you have time.]
[I can’t reply to the message for the time being. Grandma asked me to go to the field to build an awning. The people from the Agricultural Association said that there will be heavy sleet and snow today, which will easily freeze the crops in the field. Please remember to wear more clothes when you go out.
sweater.]
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After Minamoto Yorimitsu read the message, he then looked at the next few photos. He looked at them one by one. They were all photos of fields taken when he went out, but the last one was a selfie.
In the photo, Koto Sakichu is wearing a thick black cotton coat and a hooded plastic raincoat, and the tip of her small nose is still stuck with rainwater.
Minamoto Yorimitsu read it several times and edited a message to tell her to be careful. After waiting for two minutes without receiving a reply, he gave up the idea of calling her.
He put down his phone and fell into deep thought.
After concentrating for a moment, a familiar prompt box appeared in front of me, as well as the simple cherry blossom roulette wheel.
[The crime of rage (serious): rage stems from excessive discrimination, warning and harm to others]
[Sin of laziness (slight): Laziness stems from the nature of human beings who want to achieve results and are unwilling to work hard]
[Congratulations on receiving the reward: Quasi-Zenith Satellite System Shared Access Rights]
[Congratulations on receiving the reward: a slight improvement in physical fitness]
Minamoto norimitsu was slightly startled for a moment when he saw this.
He can still understand physical fitness.
At that time, I deliberately used words to provoke, and I also deliberately guided in the direction of physical ability.
But what is this quasi-zenith satellite system?
Directly gave yourself a satellite?
Although the sin of rage corresponds to protecting one's own personal safety, isn't satellite going too far?
But after he read the appendix and used his mobile phone to check what this quasi-zenith satellite system was on the Internet, he was relieved.
The quasi-zenith satellite system consists of three satellites developed by the Cabinet and Mitsubishi Electric to provide video information services and positioning information.
The right to use shared permissions owned by Minamoto Yorimitsu is not that exaggerated. He only has the right to use satellites and can request positioning information to enhance signal services by dialing a special number and identifying himself.
It sounds very powerful, but Minamoto Yorimitsu feels that this thing must be very powerful if it is used to catch rapes.
But from another perspective, it does enhance your own security. This reward also gives you a satellite phone, which you can call anytime and anywhere to know your location and ask for help.
"It's of some use, but not much."
Minamoto Yorimitsu thought for a moment and prepared to take the satellite phone with him. This thing was like a PHS phone from the last century, and the weight was not harmful to him.
Then he received another physical enhancement.
As a subtle warm current surged through him, he felt that his muscles and bones had been stretched, but compared to the huge improvement, it seemed a bit insignificant.
It's like the difference between the first time and the second time.
Although they are all pleasant things.
But the gap in tightness will inevitably be very large.
After finishing the meal, he put the dishes in the sink. He wasn't going to wash them anymore. He planned to call the housekeeping service directly after he left the house and clean them up inside and out.
After all, I am going to Tokyo today, and I don’t know how many days I will be able to come back, so I don’t have to worry if there is no one at home.
After leaving the foot bath shop yesterday, Mizusawa Natsuye was very efficient and clearly told him that someone would contact Kogi Seimei. He was worried and went to the hospital to confirm the matter in person, and did not come back very tired until very late.
But the doctor said that the success rate of the operation was good, but the recovery situation was worrying. After all, it was already in the advanced stage, and even finding a suitable replacement organ would be very troublesome.
However, having such an opportunity already made Kogi Seimei cry with joy. Even if it was a slim chance, he was not willing to give up. It seemed that a heavy burden had been lifted. He hugged Minamoto Norimitsu and cried for a long time.
With this thought in mind, he took an umbrella and went out.
But as soon as I walked to the garage and waited for the electric rolling shutter door to open, I saw a familiar figure.
"Good morning, Mrs. Xiaolin."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu walked forward, held an umbrella and said hello to Mrs. Kobayashi who was holding vegetables in her hand.
In fact, this Mrs. Xiaolin is also very boring.
She can often be seen going out in normal times, and there doesn't seem to be a servant at home. It is said that whether she buys groceries or takes out the trash, she does it herself.
It stands to reason that the other party comes from a well-known family in Osaka, so no matter how considerate and virtuous he is, he will not do everything by himself.
Minamoto Yorimitsu analyzed it and felt that it should be free time. After all, the other party did not work, and his daily job was to take care of the children, so he had a lot of time.
If you are interested in mahjong cosmetology, you might be able to pass the time, but if you are not interested, you can only act like a canary in a cage and find something to do by yourself.
The ultimate depression and calmness will inevitably lead to a thunderous explosion, just like putting a hat on a husband.
"Huh? Good morning, Mr. Minamoto." Mrs. Xiaolin saw that the person calling her was Minamoto Noraimitsu. The bag in her hand shook. After a while, she calmed down. She said with a forced smile on her face: "Mr. Minamoto, this is
Want to go out?"
"Yes, I want to find Miss Shengzi."
"That's it." Mrs. Xiaolin nodded, still smiling, but she was already murmuring in her heart.
She knew that Yorimitsu Minamoto had girlfriends, but she didn't expect that there were so many. She didn't believe it when Koji told her, but she was dumbfounded when she visited during the New Year.
There are three girls, some I have seen and some I have never met, and they seem to have a good relationship with each other. It is hard to imagine how powerful Minamoto Yorimitsu really is.
Looking at Minamoto no Yorimitsu's slender body, she glanced at the place under the other person's clothes. If she could satisfy the three of them, then if it was only for herself, then she wouldn't even be able to get out of bed.
She blushed as she thought about it, thoughts flashed through her mind, and the scale of the picture made her purse her lips.
But before she could think too much as she twisted her legs, Minamoto Noraimitsu's words fell into her ears, which made her sober as if a basin of cold water had been poured over her head.
"Is Mrs. Xiaolin planning to have a second child?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu's gaze gradually moved downwards, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he fixed his gaze on Mrs. Kobayashi.
Looking at the other person's slightly bulging abdomen, although she was wearing a down jacket, the zipper was open, so the sweater underneath was exposed.
The opponent's abdomen was obviously round with two to three fingers, and he was definitely not in a state of overeating.
"That's right." Mrs. Xiaolin's eyes were obviously flustered, and she said with a smile: "The one in the family has always wanted a boy, so she has been working hard."
Minamoto Yorimitsu nodded and continued with a calm expression: "That's really congratulations. I will prepare a small gift when the time comes. It will take two or three months now."
He rarely sees Kitahara Hiroshi these days, and he doesn't know if he has left or what happened to him, but two months ago, it seemed that it was the time when Mrs. Kobayashi contacted Kitahara Hiroshi, and the contact was very close.
"Ah, yes, it's been two months. I just found out at the hospital two days ago. I hope it's a boy."
Mrs. Xiaolin's smile became more and more forced, and it even sounded like a dry smile later on. Her eyes kept dodging, as if she wanted to hide some secret.
"Congratulations." Minamoto Yorimitsu looked at her deeply.
This sight made Mrs. Xiaolin's legs tremble and her heart was in her throat. She wanted to run away, but her legs felt like they were stuck in the mud.
I must have been discovered by him, will I tell my husband and make all the truth public?
Or use this as an excuse to coerce yourself into doing bad things with him? But she is still pregnant, but it didn't seem to be a problem for the first three or four months, so he will understand if she has a big belly.
Mrs. Kobayashi's mind was racing with thoughts, and she was nervous and sweating on her back. But just when she was hesitating whether she should pretend to refuse first and prove that she was not casual, she saw Minamoto no Yorimitsu walking away.
To be precise, he turned around and walked into the garage that had been opened, drove the car and came out.
The Mercedes-Benz slowly drove out of the garage. Under Mrs. Kobayashi's dazed gaze, Minamoto Yorimitsu rolled down the window and stuck his head out, waved his hand and said with a smile:
"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. Congratulations to Mrs. Xiaolin. I will definitely visit you in person later to congratulate you."
After saying that, Mrs. Kobayashi waved her hand blankly, and Minamoto Noraimitsu smiled and rolled up the car window, driving toward the west of the garden area without saying another word.
Kamiya's house is very close to Juran Pavilion.
It only took two minutes to drive, Minamoto no Yorimitsu drove to the entrance of this large courtyard that was several times more luxurious than his own house, and saw the two lions at the entrance.
But what surprised him a little was that there was a truck parked in front of Kamiya's house, and there were workers loading things.
The orange-red overalls were highly recognizable, and they seemed to be from a well-known moving company. He didn't see Seiko Kamiya at the door. After thinking for a moment, he got out of the car and walked towards the door.
And as soon as he walked to the door, Seiko Kamiya, who was fiddling with the rose gold watch on his wrist, wearing gold earrings and with his chestnut hair tied up, also came out.
Upon seeing this, Minamoto Yorimitsu stopped as he stepped onto the steps and unexpectedly greeted, "Miss Seiko."
It was a sudden encounter and I was not mentally prepared.
Shengzi Shengzi was stunned for a moment before subconsciously reacting. A smile appeared on his beautiful face. After a few seconds, he said softly: "You are here."
After saying this, the two fell into silence.
Maybe this meeting was different from every other meeting in the past. Seriously speaking, a man and a woman traveling alone to Tokyo would only do this as a couple.
But their names are inconsistent, their words as friends are not consistent, and their ambiguous words seem to be too much.
Finally, it was Minamoto Yorimitsu who broke the silence.
He glanced at the workers who were still loading various things into the truck and asked tentatively: "Who are these people?"
"It's for moving." answered Kamiya Seiko.
"I know they are moving." Minamoto no Yorimitsu was a little speechless. These people were wearing work clothes and gloves. He knew at a glance that they were from a moving company. He simply asked directly: "Is it Miss Seiko who plans to move?"
Seiko Kamiya shook his head first, and then gave an unexpected answer: "It's Aiko."
"Kamiya-san?" Minamoto no Yorimitsu had a strange expression.
He glanced in subconsciously, but did not see the familiar figure. After standing there and pondering for a moment, he did not continue to ask her about anything.
Whether Kamiya Aiko leaves or not, it has nothing to do with him, and it has nothing to do with Goyakubag Chaon either.
But Seiko Kamiya glanced at him without any concealment. He lifted the Louis Vuitton on his arm and told him directly.
"She chose to stay, but she did not continue to stay at Kamiya's house. She has grown up and is about to graduate from college. She is ready to find a job to support herself. I chose to respect her opinion."
After hearing such an answer, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's eyes showed approval, but he did not answer the question.
Being able to live by one's own means, even if it's not decent, has broken the barriers and embarked on the right path, not to mention having a rich sister.
To put it mildly, it means that I have left home cleanly.
But based on Minamoto Yorimitsu's understanding of Kamiya Seiko's cold-hearted and warm-hearted character, if Kamiya Aiko really encounters difficulties, I'm afraid he would want to take him home immediately.
After all, it is a transfer of power.
After all, their father has passed away, and the dark clouds above their heads have cleared, and they have the right to go on their way.
"Then let's leave now?"
Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't intend to discuss this matter anymore, he just raised his hand and motioned to the car parked next to him and said with a smile.
"Okay." Holy Son Kamiya nodded slightly.
This Mercedes is a two-seat sports car, but its comfort is better than that of Audi. Cadillac and Maybach are too businesslike, so I drove this car.
They decided to drive by themselves last night, and of course they chose a more comfortable car. After all, they were going from Kyoto to Tokyo, and it would take three or four hours to drive if everything goes well.
After getting in the car, the two still didn't speak. Kamiya Seiko seemed to have never been a co-pilot, and he didn't even wear a seat belt. It was Minamoto Yorimitsu who saw this and reminded him.
The light inside the car dimmed as the door was closed. As soon as he fastened his seatbelt, Seiko Kamiya felt a little uncomfortable underneath. He frowned slightly and stretched out his hand towards the uncomfortable area.
However, when he touched it and felt the air-cushion-like feel, and saw the black lace edges, Seiko Kamiya's face instantly turned cold.
"What's this?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu was sitting in the driver's seat and was stunned.
But after a moment, a lightbulb flashed through my mind.
Suddenly I remembered that my car seemed to have been left in the garage since I lent it to Gu Zhengying.
He understood it as soon as his mind was quick.
But looking at the face of Holy Son Kamiya that had turned cold.
He knew things were in trouble.
Minamoto Yorimitsu was silent for a moment, and he could clearly feel that the atmosphere in the car had turned from ambiguous to stiff, but he still took a deep breath and said seriously: "Really, I'm not going to lie to you, I have a friend."