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Chapter 383 Cyber ??Succubus

Chapter 383 Cyber ​​Succubus

He said it very solemnly, even while talking on the phone, Natsume Naoki stopped.

Although the villagers saved Amamiya Konma's life at the beginning, the villagers with simple folk customs would never use this to ask Amamiya Konma to repay him.

Even many people who participated in the rescue had forgotten about it.

"I know Natsume-kun, I will plan this matter carefully." Amamiya Konma also solemnly agreed, and then asked: "Do you need me to give Chizuru the phone number? I think she really misses you recently.

"

"Ah... there's no need for that."

The tone was obviously joking, Natsume Naoki wouldn't dare to tease his daughter in front of her father.

"Haha, I've already said it, Natsume-kun doesn't need to be so serious when talking to me... we are all family." Amamiya Konma said: "Exchange contact information, Natsume-kun. I don't need to ask if I contact you again in the future.

I miss you."

"Uncle is joking, my number is..."

After hanging up the phone, Amamiya Konma took out his mobile phone and stored Natsume Naoki's mobile phone number.

The note is [son-in-law].

Murata looked worried, "Tomorrow there will be distinguished guests coming to our village for an on-site inspection. Are you ready to invest?"

[You said it, if there is no fun, I will greet you with my little fist!]

"It's smoked to death..."

[I didn’t say anything, but you will come over tomorrow, right? There will be a grand banquet in the village tomorrow, come over then and I will take you to play.]

"It's nothing," Amamiya Konma raised his head and looked at his daughter. The father-daughter relationship that had slowly warmed up recently made him feel very good. He handed the phone back to his daughter: "It's just that Natsume-kun asked me if I missed him.

I told him that I really wanted to go and see him tomorrow."

"Human desire, right? Does this count?" He couldn't break away from Qi Haiye's soft embrace, so he had to give up and pointed to the clay sculptures placed in the bedroom: "I always thought you just liked painting."

She felt extremely embarrassed when she thought of the guy telling his father what he loved about her.

Putting down his cell phone, Natsume Naoki raised his head and looked at Uncle Murata across the table, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Uncle Murata, where did you just talk?"

"Then you are still drinking? Fortunately you are not a public official, otherwise you would have broken the law."

Amamiya Konma just smiled, smiling happily, but kept silent about the trouble he had just made with his son-in-law.

That was what she had imagined her master would smell like.

Natsume Naoki nodded in affirmation: "I will definitely do it."

Cheap Daddy made the call using his own mobile phone!

[Just be arrogant! Well, what I’m talking about is, do you miss me? I miss you very much.]

[Hey, what did my dad tell you?] Chizuru Amamiya took out her mobile phone and opened LINE to send a message.

[Tell me what you said to my father...again! I...I...let me see if my father lied to me!]

"It's too narrow. A painter must not only be good at painting, but also have similar artistic attainments." Nanamiye smiled and said, "Don't you want to be a game producer in the future? You don't want your artist to only be able to draw, right?

?”

"That's strange, little guy, why are you here?" Nanami opened the door at night and looked at Natsume Naoki standing outside the door and asked with a smile.

Thanks to Natsume-kun!

Not only should we repay the life-saving grace, we should also repay the kindness that alleviated family conflicts...

"I must pass a cell today!"

So...then...

【What's wrong?】

"But a banquet costs a lot of money. Although if there are really distinguished guests coming, it is true that according to the tradition of the village, a banquet should be held...but will anyone really come?" Murata was a little worried.

Natsume Naoki was stunned when he heard this. Doesn't Nanamiye's statement mean that she has...

"It's absolutely true, so Uncle Murata, please call on the villagers to hold a flowing water banquet tomorrow." Natsume Naoki said with a smile: "It's been a long time since I had a flowing water banquet. The younger children in the village haven't seen it yet.

?”

"There must be some interest to support a person's life. This is desire... It can be money, it can be feelings, it can be anything you look forward to. For me, of course it is wine." Nanami smiled and hugged Natsume.

Naoki snatched the last half of the glass of wine from his hand, drank it in one gulp, and then let out a hearty breath.

No matter which country or region we are in, the cohesion of rural areas is always better than that of cities. This is a way of life and interpersonal relationships that urban people cannot imagine.

After choosing to save, Amamiya Konma suddenly felt a refreshing feeling that her daughter had finally grown up and her father could retire happily.

The puzzled expression on Amamiya Chizuru's face became even worse, and she even got goosebumps. She wondered when did the silly senior and her father have such a close relationship?

But when she reached out to take her cell phone, she realized what she was doing.

"You agreed?"

The head maid on the side couldn't stand it anymore, shook her head and said: "Miss, be polite to the master, he is your father."

After entering the bedroom door, she put the watermelon she couldn't eat on the table, then curled up on the bed and covered herself with a quilt. Her soft little feet were arched and crossed, her left foot stepped on the instep of her right foot, and she hid it in the coldest and most comfortable place under the quilt.

, I took the charged Switchlite from the bedside and prepared to play Dead Cells for a while.

Chizuru Amamiya said "vicious" words, then hugged the watermelon and went back to her bedroom to play games.

A man who smells like sunflowers.

"Didn't you already drink in the afternoon?" Natsume Naoki frowned and put away the wine glasses for her, "Excessive drinking is not good. You, a medical student, don't know this common sense?"

"Okay!" Murata nodded, "Naoki, everyone in the village has believed in you since they were young. Since you have said so, then I will tell others!"

【etc!】

He could see that compared with the previous indifference from the bottom of his heart, the daughter who now blushed and snarled at him was his most cherished jewelry.

While waiting for the loading screen, she looked up at the oil painting of sunflowers hanging on the wall in front of her, and was lost in thought.

Natsume Naoki looked at Nanami Ye, who was only wearing black pajamas and didn't even fasten the chest buckle, and pinched her nose.

"You dislike me, little guy~"

[Looks like my dad didn’t lie to me...Humph, since you asked so sincerely, well, I miss you too, but only a little!]

Murata put on a coat and followed Natsume Naoki out. He wanted to knock on other doors in the dark quickly. Everyone had just eaten and it was only seven or eight o'clock. Otherwise, some people would be sleeping later.

.

Natsume Naoki looked at Uncle Murata's back covered with stars and moon, thinking that these hard days were finally over.

Because they came back by train and spent some time at Uncle Murata's house, Nanami and Asai had already returned.

"Come here and tell you to get up early tomorrow...well, it smells so strong of alcohol!"

He passed by Nanami's house and looked at the luxury car and the lighted street gate, and walked in by accident.

"Not only excessive drinking, but moderate drinking is also harmful to health... No, there is no such thing as moderate drinking in medicine." Nanami answered lazily.

A simple man like him shouldn't have to worry about life for a long time. If he accumulates virtue and does good deeds throughout his life, he should be rewarded.

There is no village chief in the village, but everyone agrees that the Murata family is the most popular, and Natsume's family is the most prestigious, so the people in the village recognize what they have discussed.

When she saw the comfortable smile on her father's face, she felt a little suspicious: "That's a weird smile."

Her little face instantly turned red, and she looked at Amamiya Konma with annoyed eyes, "Tell me, what did you say to him! What did he say to you again?!"

No, it should be paid more attention to.

"What did you say to him?" Amamiya Chizuru came out of the kitchen, holding half a cut watermelon in her hand and eating it with a spoon.

[Don’t worry, the village banquet was the day we looked forward to the most when we were kids. I have something to do here, so I won’t talk about it for now. 】

The street door of the courtyard was open, so I walked to the main house and knocked on the door. Soon Nanamiye's figure appeared at the door.

[Okay, remember to come with an empty stomach tomorrow, bye.]

"Just go to him. You didn't advise me before. Didn't you just start to work against him recently when your relationship is good?" Amamiya Chizuru said with a snort: "When he gets old and I inherit the family property, I won't be the one to pay you a salary."

?When the time comes, you have to listen to me, I will let you push him in a small car, push him to the mountain and throw him away."

Following her to the bedroom, the first thing that caught her eye was the wine glass placed on the bedside table.

"Of course, a good game must have a good art director, and I happen to not know how to draw." Nanami smiled and said: "Isn't the Soviet aesthetics of "Atomic Heart" representative? Don't tell me that it's a game.

The little guy who aims at designers doesn’t pay attention to the latest games~”

“So what’s important is art?” Naoki Natsume thought thoughtfully: “I thought it was copywriting, lines and dubbing.”

"You'd better not be talking about the refrigerator."

Qihaiye raised her eyebrows, then changed the subject, moved her cheek closer to him, blew into his ear, and smiled charmingly: "Or is it that the little guy actually likes that type? Then, aunt, I can also help you strengthen your fire protection

How about an ax or a gun... Do you want to try it? No polymer is required!"
Chapter completed!
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