When Futaba Makoto returned home with the game he bought, he suddenly realized a problem.

If he goes home directly like this, that guy from Ninomiya may chase him with a bamboo sword...

The other party has indeed done this.

Futaba Cheng stood there and fell into deep thought.

But he didn't promise the other party to go. After all, Ninomiya left alone.

Forget it, don't think about it.

Opening the door, Futaba Cheng entered the house. While changing his shoes at the entrance, he noticed a familiar figure on the sofa in the living room, who was quietly reading the book in his hand.

There is a cup of tea on the table in front of her, surrounded by white mist. There is a book and a cup of tea, and the sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is shining on her body, giving her a slightly hazy beauty.

Suzuki Kaoru lowered his head at this time, his short hair hanging down naturally on his temples, and he read the contents of the book with a pair of quiet eyes.

It was "Social Contract". Futaba Cheng glanced at the cover.

That book was a decoration on the bookshelf in the living room. It was just an old book that I had collected. I didn't expect that Suzuki Kaoru would actually read it.

"Man is born free." Suzuki Kaoru suddenly murmured.

"But he is always in chains."

Hearing a familiar voice, Suzuki Kaoru raised his head and found Futaba Makoto standing next to him.

Maybe because she was too focused on the book, she didn't notice that Futaba Makoto had returned.

"Sorry, have I bothered you?" Futaba Makoto saw Suzuki Kaoru looking over and smiled.

Suzuki Kaoru shook his head.

She put down the book and then noticed that the time had just reached four-thirty in the afternoon, which made her feel a little strange:

"Why come back so early?"

"I didn't join the club, so I came back early." Futaba Cheng explained.

"From the Homecoming Club?" For some reason, Suzuki Kaoru's tone softened a bit.

Futaba Cheng pointed at himself: "Minister."

Suzuki Kaoru looked at Futaba Cheng and tapped his chin:

"This makes me completely unable to imagine that you should be one of the popular ones in school."

"Because I'm handsome?" Futaba Cheng put his bag on the sofa and sat down.

"I take my words back, being so thick-skinned may not necessarily make you popular."

"You are not cute at all when you have a vicious tongue."

"I like what's unlovable about me."

The two of them were talking word by word, and they no longer had the restraint they had when they first met. Instead, they became more or less familiar with each other's personalities.

"Do you like reading books?"

Seeing Suzuki Kaoru stand up and put the "Social Contract" back on the bookshelf, Futaba Makoto asked.

"Can't say I like it."

"Then why?" Futaba Cheng wondered.

Suzuki Xun glanced at him and said after a while: "You can kill time in books, that's all."

"I thought you were a literary girl."

"Disappointed you?" Suzuki Kaoru returned to the sofa and sat down: "I'm just an ordinary person."

"Just because he's cute, he's not an ordinary person."

Hearing this, Suzuki Xun suddenly smiled: "Is Mr. Landlady a visual animal?"

Futaba Cheng shrugged: "Maybe, have you ever heard of Merabin's Law?"

"If I remember correctly..." Suzuki Kaoru turned his head and thought for a few seconds, placing his thin white fingers on his chin:

"Merabin's Law states that 7% of the first impression of a person depends on the content of the conversation, 38% on body movements such as gestures, and 55% on appearance."

"Correct answer, if it was the original misunderstanding and my appearance was a little more vulgar, you wouldn't believe me so easily later." Futaba Cheng asked.

Suzuki Kaoru crossed his arms: "I cannot refute the importance of appearance to impression, but your appearance has not affected my judgment of you."

"Just an example." Futaba Cheng smiled:

"When there is no actual contact, people only rely on appearance, so I think humans are generally visual animals, including you and me."

Suzuki Kaoru didn't object, but looked at him with interest:

"You say all this just to prove that I am also a visual animal?"

"No."

"That's why."

"I just want to chat with you." Futaba Cheng said.

Suzuki Xun was stunned for a moment, and then looked away a little unnaturally. She put her hair behind her ears, and her small ears turned a little pink.

[Because of what you said, Suzuki Kaoru's mood improved, and as a reward you got 80 redemption points]

After seeing the faint window, Futaba Cheng was a little surprised, because this was the first time he had received redemption points, and his daily point income was only 8 points, and this reward was a full 80 points for ten days.

"I want to chat with you." Futaba Makoto said seriously to Suzuki Kaoru again.

"Why do you have to say it again?"

Suzuki Kaoru looked at him obviously a little strangely.

"Ahem, it's okay. I thought some key lines were triggered."

"Line?"

"Please forget this."

…

It was not yet time for dinner, and Futaba Cheng was just about to go back to his room to rest for a while, when the doorbell rang from the entrance not far away.

Nana wouldn't ring the doorbell so honestly in the morning, so would she be a new tenant?

Futaba Makoto walked to the entrance and opened the door, and found a courier in red outside the door.

"Hello, is this Mr. Gong Bai? There is a courier for you to check," the courier said.

Teacher Gongshiro...

"Are you talking about Miyashiro-san? I am her landlord." Futaba Cheng explained.

"So it's Mr. Landlady. Is Mr. Gong Bai at home?" Although he was a little surprised that the landlady was so young, the courier still asked.

"It should be at this point, but she didn't leave the room so quickly. Let me hand it over to her for you."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you, please sign here."

After the courier left, Futaba Cheng held the express box in his hand and came to the end of the second floor - he stretched out his hand and knocked on the door: "Miyashiro, I have your express delivery."

There was no response from inside.

Futaba Cheng knocked again: "Miyashiro-san?"

There was still no response. Just when he thought Gong Bai Yuyou had gone out again, subtle footsteps and the rustling of clothes suddenly came from the room.

After about a minute or so, the door slowly opened and only half of Pikachu's face was revealed, as if it was an emoji being observed secretly.

"There is your express delivery. It is sent from a place called Tiger's Den."

After hearing the address, 'Pikachu' suddenly stretched out his hands and snatched the box from his hand very quickly.

"Miyashiro-kun?" Futaba Cheng looked at this scene strangely, because he could feel that the other party seemed a little nervous.

"Skin!" was the only onomatopoeic response.

"Okay, then I'll go back first, it will be dinner time later." Futaba Cheng smiled, although he was a little curious about why Gong Bai Yuyou was so nervous, but he would not ask the other party because it was a very rude behavior.

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Chapter completed!