It's less than a week before the Tenjin Festival, and the weather has finally cooled down completely.

Futaba Cheng woke up from the cold today.

"Hiss, it's just like the weather forecast, the temperature has dropped today." Futaba Cheng took in the cold air, and when he was about to get up, he found something pressing on him.

The soft touch and temperature in the quilt were extremely clear, as well as the furry things - Futaba Cheng slowly opened the quilt, and Gong Shiro, Yuyou and Mei Lin huddled inside and made steady breathing sounds.

When did you come here?

After Futaba Cheng glanced at the door not far away, he wanted to get out of bed and close the window. But as soon as he moved, the girl wrapped around him like an octopus, murmuring like a dream:

"Cold, hug..."

Perhaps it was the girl's voice that was as soft as marshmallow, Futaba Cheng thought for a while, and finally chose to lie down and hug the girl into his arms, and then gently stroked her head.

How can I not get cold if I wear something like this?

He casually grabbed a pillow and put it under his neck. Futaba Cheng hugged the girl with one hand and took out his cell phone with the other hand to read.

[Today’s temperature: -6°]

"I don't know if it's snowing..." Futaba Cheng was a little curious about the situation outside. He thought about it and finally got a pair of glasses in his hand.

After casually scanning the sleeping face of the girl in his arms, Futaba Makoto coughed dryly and looked down.

The yard had long been dyed silvery white by the snow, and the whole world seemed to have undergone a 360° change, but perhaps because it didn't snow much at night, there were still some places that were relatively clean.

In front of the door, there was a short-haired girl who was quietly sweeping the snow from the yard path with a broom. She was wearing a thick coat and ear protection, making her look a little more clumsy.

"Why don't you have a good talk with her if you're still cleaning on such a cold day?" Futaba Cheng murmured.

Suzuki Kaoru seemed to be too serious in some aspects, so she gave people a clumsy and cute feeling. Futaba Makoto looked at the others——

Sister Tang Xiaoke went to the agency's unified residence for training, so she was not at home.

Nana was not at home in the morning, she seemed to have gone out for a morning jog.

She was probably the only one who could still be active and exercise on a snowy day. As for her younger sister Yuko... Futaba Makoto didn't go out of his way to find the little girl's location. Instead, he saw Su Zhen standing in the yard wearing thin clothes.

Ninomiya Night.

The bamboo knife was swung down again and again as if it made a sound as if it was breaking through the air, and the girl's breathing rose and fell with the beating of her chest.

"It's okay to practice swordsmanship in the winter with such little clothes, but he's still wearing a mat." Futaba Makoto didn't know how to complain, but this guy...

It's not too small either.

Futaba Makoto originally thought it was a whetstone, but it turned out that it was not what he originally thought. Although it was not as good as Miyashiro and Nana, it was only slightly smaller than Suzuki.

"It's obviously within the normal range, why do I always get so excited when I mention it." As Futaba Cheng said, he found that his glasses had been taken off.

He was stunned for a moment and met a pair of beautiful eyes as plain as water.

"Are you awake?" Futaba Makoto said.

At this time, the girl lowered her eyes and carefully observed the glasses in her hand. It was obviously just ordinary glasses without prescription... Why did he keep wearing them and still show that strange expression?

Gong Baiyuyou tried wearing it on her face.

The girl's face was originally not big, but after wearing this pair of glasses, the originally expressionless and beautiful face seemed to look a little bit silly under the influence of men's large-framed glasses.

After Futaba Cheng knew that the other party couldn't find it, he couldn't help but smile, stretched out his hand and pinched the other party's soft face: "Give it back to me, Gong Shiro."

After Gongshiro Yuyou realized that there was really nothing worth paying attention to, she took off her glasses and gave them back to Futaba Makoto, and then buried her face in his waist.

After a few seconds, she slowly turned her head:

“It’s so energetic.”

Thinking of what he saw with his glasses just now, Futaba Cheng felt a little guilty: "It's not like you don't know that it's normal to be energetic."

"It's cold, I don't want to move..." Gong Baiyuyou's body stuck to Futaba Cheng like a piece of chewing gum.

"Then let's lie down for a while." After Futaba Cheng finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to wrap the girl into a seaweed roll. Looking at the girl with only a small head exposed, he also stood up and closed the window.

The warmth of this house is very good, so the temperature outside will definitely be lower than inside. This is why he is only wearing a thin long-sleeved clothes. Gong Bai even wears only underwear without shivering from the cold.

"It's almost time to take out the kotatsu. This year's winter has come earlier than before. Generally speaking, it won't get cold until after the Tenjin Festival." When Futaba Makoto said, he didn't forget to turn on the main computer of the computer.

Because what Merlin likes most is to stay on the console.

After changing into a thick coat and watching a man and a cat nestled on the bed, Futaba Makoto left the room.

At this time, Yuko also came out. As soon as they met, the girl sneezed loudly: "Chirp!"

"Oh...morning, Brother Acheng, it's so cold today." Yuko's nose was almost running down in the morning.

"Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Sister, that guy pulled my quilt!"

"Okay." Futaba Cheng can probably imagine that scene. After all, it's not like he hasn't slept with him before.

In the morning, Yuko suddenly blinked, then hugged Futaba Cheng's arm and said coquettishly: "Brother Cheng, it's so cold today, can I not go to school?"

"Then let me ask Aunt Keiko for you. If she is willing, I don't have any problem."

"Hey - forget it, mom will definitely not agree..."

"Just know it's impossible. When you get back from school later, you can get into the kotatsu." Futaba Cheng smiled.

"Kotatsu? Yeah!" After hearing the kotatsu, Yuko seemed very happy.

Because there are frequent earthquakes in this country, it is impossible to install floor heating, and there is no need to install it. Generally speaking, the kotatsu is the most suitable heating tool.

It is also something that many families cannot live without in winter.

Arriving on the first floor, Futaba Cheng also saw Suzuki Kaoru who pushed in the door. She took off her gloves, and her small nose was still red from the cold.

After seeing Futaba Cheng come down, the girl took off her coat: "Morning, I'm going to make breakfast now."

"I'll do it."

"This is my job." Suzuki Kaoru said.

"You have to learn to be lazy sometimes." Futaba Cheng said with a smile, "You just take a lot of things too seriously."

"In nature, lazy animals freeze to death." Suzuki Kaoru responded in a calm tone.

"It's really a sharp complaint, but this is not the natural world." Futaba Cheng put on an apron and held a kitchen knife, "What do you want to eat."

Suzuki Kaoru hesitated for a moment and finally said: "Tempura."

"Huh?" After hearing about tempura, Futaba Cheng was stunned for a moment. It didn't seem right to eat this so early in the morning.

But thinking about it carefully, this guy seems to really like this.

“I guess the others don’t want to eat tempura.”

"You can cook it for me alone." Suzuki Xun said, but looked away, "I want to eat what you cooked."

Futaba Cheng looked at the short-haired girl who suddenly showed this appearance, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, tempura."

"I'll make one for you."

"Do you need my help?"

"If you don't mind giving me a massage, my waist is a little sore just after I woke up." Futaba Cheng said jokingly.

The next second, Futaba Cheng found a pair of soft hands reaching out from his waist, and then he pressed him up awkwardly. He turned his head. At this time, Suzuki Kaoru was concentrating on helping him relax his back muscles - maybe he was aware of it.

When Futaba Cheng's sight came, Suzuki Kaoru did not raise his head: "What's wrong?"

"No, I just feel very comfortable."

"Only for a moment."

"Yes yes yes."

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that because Suzuki Kaoru is here, he rarely enters the kitchen. Sure enough, he still needs to share more work.

[Tempura is successfully made, cooking skill lv.4 (177/600)]

After Futaba Cheng put the tempura into the absorbent paper, he looked at the girl standing next to him: "There are no ingredients, otherwise it would be more perfect."

"It looks delicious," Suzuki Kaoru said.

She couldn't help but recall that when she first came here, Futaba Makoto also made her a piece of tempura, and she happened to want to eat it at the time. She didn't know if it was a coincidence.

"Okay, let's try it." Futaba Cheng said, "It's better to eat it while it's hot, but it won't taste good when it's breakfast time."

As he spoke, he took out chopsticks and handed them to Suzuki Kaoru.

"Crack." A crisp sound sounded. After Suzuki Kaoru chewed it for a few times, he suddenly slowly put down his chopsticks and looked at Futaba Makoto.

After seeing the girl not eating, Futaba Cheng looked at her with some confusion: "Why don't you eat? Is it not delicious?"

"No, it's delicious."

"Yummy, why are you looking at me like that?"

Suzuki Kaoru hesitated for a moment, then sighed: "I'm just wondering how you made it taste better than before. It's obvious that you will get rusty if you haven't cooked for a long time."

"Maybe I have a talent?"
To be continued...