"If you don't wake up, I will step on your face with my hot, stuffy, smelly feet, and I will do what I say."

In a daze, Natsume Naoki opened his eyes and saw the familiar ceiling.

Asai stood by the bed and looked at herself coldly.

ah.

It's also a familiar expression.

If Asai said "Good morning, my dear master" with full energy, it would be a nightmare.

"I don't believe it, just step on it." Natsume Naoki smiled slightly and closed his eyes again.

After waiting for a while, when there was no movement, he said proudly: "I know how a mysophobic guy like you can tolerate wet and hot feet that are as flexible as fingers. Besides, your feet don't stink."

"I have seen you typing on the keyboard with your feet before, and you would wash your feet thoroughly before typing..." He opened his eyes and looked at it, and was shocked: "Hey, you really took off your socks!"

Asai had suddenly taken off his left sock and carried it in his hand. At that time, the foot was less than ten centimeters from his face.

Fortunately, he hid quickly.

No, why should I hide?!

"You're right, I really can't bear to have my feet wet and hot." Asai nodded matter-of-factly and stretched his feet back, with a look of regret on his face: "I just wanted to step on you, Can Nian."

Natsume Naoki hesitated for a moment.

Isn’t it too perverted to ask for help at this time?

It’s broken. One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. It seems that they have awakened some strange attributes?

What is the character swap version of "Hori and Miyamura"?

"It's really rare for you to oversleep." Asai sat on the bed again, put on the socks on his right foot and his left foot, took the diary he put on the bedside and flipped through it: "How much did you read last night?

The quality of your sleep is so poor? Do I...really worry you that much?"

After saying that, she turned to look at Natsume Naoki, who had already sat up, with a hint of amusement and warmth in the corner of her mouth.

Compared with the possibility of being forgotten, she felt from the bottom of her heart that it was a more important thing to be remembered so much by Brother Naoki!

After all, my life was meant to be lived for ten more years. If I could wait until I was sensible and understood what love was, and when my brother Naoki still loved me, I would have no regrets.

Natsume Naoki should have been able to understand the look in her eyes at this moment, but he was so concerned that he was confused. He was stunned for a moment and then hurriedly took the diary, turned to the last two pages in a panic, and began to read every word, repeatedly.

"It's okay, okay," he breathed out, "I remember everything written above, which proves that I haven't forgotten it."

Asai was also frightened for a moment by his sudden panic. After he muttered to himself, she also breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is the first time I've seen you so anxious."

"This is no small matter." Natsume Naoki shook his head solemnly, "I'm really scared."

Now that things have come to this, it would be unreasonable not to reward him with a good morning kiss.

Looking at Asai who came closer, Natsume Naoki pursed his lips: "No, I just woke up and I have a breath..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was blocked by pink lips.

After the kiss, Asai smiled slightly: "I brushed my teeth."

"I mean……"

Asai didn't give him a chance. He put his finger gently against his mouth and shook his head: "Get dressed and go down to wash up and eat. I've already eaten with aunt and uncle... I'm going to wash the dishes."

After Asai left, Natsume Naoki felt that there was something lingering in his heart from beginning to end.

"No, it's too awkward." He frowned and shook his head, covering his temples: "There must be something wrong..."

"I understand!" He suddenly realized: "I should have gone to get the diary and read it as soon as I woke up, but I only realized it after Mao reminded me. This..."

He looked at the diary in his hand and decided to carry it with him from now on.

Go downstairs, drink water in the living room, and write in your diary:

[7:45 Mao shook out the cat food for her sister and went to the balcony to collect clothes. 】

Go into the kitchen to eat and write in your diary:

【7:49Mao is washing dishes in the kitchen, cleaning the refrigerator, and mopping the floor in the living room.】

After returning to the room, getting dressed and getting ready to go to work, write in the diary:

[8:08 Mao is doing embroidery on the kimono for the fireworks display in the bedroom.]

Stopping writing, he turned on the computer and asked Asai: "What are you embroidering?"

Asai just shook his head: "You will know when the embroidery is finished."

Immediately afterwards, Asai sent him to work.

After entering the office park, he lowered his head and wrote and drew in his notebook while walking on the road.

"I arrived downstairs at the company at 8:57. It was Mao who sent me here. I made an agreement with her when I got off work in the evening. When I saw her picking me up, the first thing I did after getting in the car was to give her a kiss...

…Please, never forget it!”

"Hey, what are you writing about?"

Natsume Naoki felt a weight on his shoulders, and when he turned around he saw it was Chizuru Amamiya.

"It's so strange that you come so late!" Chizuru Amamiya sneered, squinting her eyes.

Natsume Naoki counterattacked: "Did you just jump up and take the photo?"

"You! Asking for a beating!"

"If you're afraid, don't squat!"

Natsume Naoki waved his hands repeatedly to stop the little rich woman who turned around and squatted down to take off.

"I'm really scared of you. I won't watch the next Kamen Rider without you." Natsume Naoki let out a long sigh of relief.

"Humph, it's good to be afraid!" The little rich woman pinched her waist with both hands and grinned happily: "You haven't told me what you were writing just now!"

"Please answer a few of my questions first." Naoki Natsume opened his notebook again, like a reporter preparing for an interview: "Do you still remember buying clothes with Mao yesterday?"

"What did you call her?" Amamiya Chizuru asked with a frown.

"Mao." Natsume Naoki said calmly.

After seeing everything yesterday, he has calmly accepted his truest desires.

"Don't be angry yet, Qianzhe." He shook his head: "This matter is very important to me."

After hearing the name "Qianhe", the little rich woman became dumbfounded on the spot.

The tiger in my palm that was about to explode quickly withered away.

Sure enough, the surefire way to deal with a tsundere is to be sincere.

"Then...Okay!" the little rich woman muttered: "For the sake of you being so sincere and me being so open-minded! Of course I remember, why, she paid for the dress yesterday, and now she regrets it? Regrets it.

Of course you can ask me for reimbursement, but I am the daughter of a famous philanthropist! As long as she bows to me when she sees me in the future, and joins forces with me to bully your senior sister and the recently dishonest school doctor!"

If you want Zheno to recognize you and make it big, I'm afraid you are a bit arrogant!

Natsume Naoki laughed in his heart, and then recorded it truthfully in his diary.

"Do you remember the roasted bird for lunch?" he asked again.

Since you remember what happened in the morning so clearly, you shouldn’t forget about lunch, right?

"Of course I remember, we all went together!" Amamiya Chizuru vowed.

But just when Natsume Naoki was about to close the notebook, Amamiya Chizuru frowned: "Eh? I really remember that we all went together, but why can't I remember where she was sitting? Next to me? Yes.

Next to me? It seems to be next to me!"

broken.

Natsume Naoki's heart skipped a beat.

Even the little rich woman with the best understanding and best memory began to have memory confusion!
Chapter completed!