Chapter 14 That's Different

Twenty minutes later, Watanabe Yu knocked on his neighbor's door holding a lunch box full of fried rice.

thump, thump, thump
"coming!"

After one light knock and two heavy knocks on the door, a neutral, cold female voice came from inside the room, which Watanabe Yu had heard only yesterday.

Click.

As the door was pushed open, the owner of the cold female voice also came into Watanabe Yu's sight.

The girl looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.

She has short hair that reaches her shoulders, is tall, has fair skin, and her clear eyes carry a hint of distance that is visible to the naked eye.

In terms of appearance and temperament, she and the Saint Lady are equally matched.

Her upper body was covered with a short-sleeved shirt that had been washed to a pale color, and lower body was a pair of simple slim-fit jeans.

The blue pants go down slightly along the perky hips, outlining the beautiful curve of the legs.

"Is there a problem?"

The girl looked at Watanabe Yu thoughtfully.

This was the first time she met this neighbor, but she was quite familiar with his voice.

After all, in the past month, grandma would come over from time to time to bring him meals and chat with him. He would also occasionally knock on the door to give grandma a return gift, and then stand at the door to chat briefly.

It would be strange if you were not familiar with it after going there for a while.

[A person’s past is experience]

[Experiences shape a person's character, and can also become a mask she wears on her face in various forms]

[She is a fire hidden in the ice, tough and stubborn, cold on the outside but warm on the inside]

[Such a person will not be easily moved, but once he is moved, he will throw himself into the fire without hesitation]

[So it's not a bad idea to reveal some explosive information and leave a deep impression]

【Love options updated】

[Ask her 'Would you like to live in my house?']

F**K, are you crazy? Brother Tongzi!
"I'm Yuu Watanabe who lives next door. I'm here to return the lunch box."

Watanabe Yu ignored Tomonoko's sudden illness and went straight to the point.

"Oh!"

Hearing this, the girl nodded and her eyes fell on the food box in his hand.

She had tasted the gifts given by the other party several times and found that the taste was very much to her liking.

"Hamabe Ryoko." The girl briefly introduced herself, took a step toward the entrance, and then lowered her voice to remind Watanabe Yuu, "Please keep your voice down. Grandma is resting."

Watanabe Yu nodded, handed the food box in his hand to Hamabe Ryoko, and lowered his voice, "Then I'll trouble Miss Hamabe to pass it on for me. There is the egg fried rice I made in it. If you don't mind, you can try it."

"I will." Hamabe Ryoko took the lunch box, lowered her eyebrows, and politely thanked her, "Thank you."

"Then I'll go back first."

Watanabe Yu took a step back, turned around and returned to his home.

[The love option has been put on hold, waiting for the next trigger]

Sure enough, the moment he closed the door, the system prompt sounded as expected.

Tsk, this is not a strategy, you are making me socially dead.

Watanabe Yu complained in his heart, walked to the small square table, sat on the futon, then picked up his own portion of egg fried rice, and while eating, he thought about the next "task" for today.

Now that I have a laptop, the next step is to speed up. Even if I don't press the keyboard until sparks fly, I have to at least produce an effect similar to phantom key dance.

He had tried it once while he was frying fried rice, and without fully adapting to the laptop keyboard, he could type one hundred and ten words per minute.

Based on this efficiency, if he works hard tonight, he can complete one-sixth of the progress of "Norwegian Wood".

Then I will work overtime tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and muster the same enthusiasm as when I copied from Dongfang Yongye in school. Then, I should be able to finish Norwegian Wood before next Tuesday.

Watanabe Yu refocused his attention on the fried rice in front of him.

Very happy, decided to eat first, then work!
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"Ryoko, did you go to open the door?"

Before Hamabe Ryoko could quietly close the door, an old and muddy voice was heard in the room.

"Yes." Ryoko Hamabe turned around and responded to the room, then quickly closed the door and hurried back to the living room.

She originally thought that if she moved quietly she wouldn't disturb her grandmother, but she ended up waking her up who had just fallen asleep.

After placing the lunch box on the square table, Hamabe Ryoko sat next to Hamabe Rie and helped her up when she wanted to get up.

"Yes...Oh, it's Yuu."

Hamabe Rie originally wanted to ask who knocked on the door, but after seeing the food box that her granddaughter casually placed on the small square table, she immediately understood.

It was You who came to return the lunch box.

"Yes, he came to return the lunch box." Hamabe Ryoko nodded, "He also brought a portion of egg fried rice. Grandma, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

"I'm a little hungry. Go get a bowl. We'll eat this tonight."

Hamabe Rie nodded, stood up and sat on the futon next to the square table, and opened the lunch box.

She wasn't actually hungry, but she wanted her granddaughter to eat earlier.

"it is good."

Hamabe Ryoko responded, stood up quickly, went to the kitchen to get two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and placed them on the square table.

"Grandma can't eat much." Hamabe Rie picked up the food box and casually put two chopsticks of egg fried rice into her bowl. Then she put the food box down and pushed it in front of Hamabe Ryoko, "Eat more."

"..."

Ryoko Hamabe didn't say anything, but silently took the food box, picked up the chopsticks, and put the egg fried rice into her bowl.

"Grandma's health is getting worse day by day. When she went for a checkup yesterday morning, the doctor also told her the details." Hamabe Rie paused, and her wrinkled and withered face showed a hint of negotiation, "Grandma doesn't want to have surgery.

"It hurts to operate the knife, and grandma is most afraid of pain.

"So grandma thinks, why don't we not do the surgery?"

Whether the operation was successful or failed, her family could not afford the cost.

"no!"

Hamabe Ryoko stopped what she was doing, raised her head, and interrupted Hamabe Rie's speech with a tough attitude.

"Ryoko, don't worry, listen to grandma." Hamabe Rie looked at her granddaughter, her eyes becoming softer, "We have to consider the reality, poor people can't afford to get sick.

“Firstly, the success rate of that operation is not high.

"Secondly, surgery is a huge expense. Ryoko, you'll need money to go to college and live in the future. It's better not to use this money to gamble on a probability that is not high at all. Do you remember what grandma told you before?"

“Don’t bet to win.”

Hamabe Ryoko bit her lip and whispered these four words.

This is what her grandmother repeatedly warned her when she brought her back to the countryside from the city after her family was ruined because of her father's gambling.

"But that's not the right word for this! You're my only relative."

She looked at Hamabe Rie, with a hint of stubbornness and fear in her eyes.

"……Ugh."

After a long silence, Hamabe Rie sighed, her eyes filled with guilt, "I'm sorry, grandma has become a burden to you."

"You raised me all by yourself, but you never said I was a burden to you."

Hamabe Ryoko shook her head, disagreeing with this statement.

"That's different, Ryoko."

It was her responsibility to raise her.

"That's also my answer to what you just said."

Ugh.

Hamabe Rie sighed silently and picked up the bowl and chopsticks.

"...Let's eat first."

The room fell silent.

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Red Donnie, what a shame. Yesterday's sudden diarrhea directly affected the update speed today.

I'll try to catch up with the afternoon chapter! Please give me a vote~~~~~~~~~
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