No two ambiguous records

(22)

"Sister Yumiko, we're back!" Fuji greeted her as soon as she entered the door.

"Welcome back. Us? Could it be..." Yumiko who hurried out of the kitchen to greet her noticed something different, and she understood it all at once.

"Well, Yuta is back too." Fuji excitedly took Yuta's hand and pulled him into the living room, his joy was beyond words.I really don't understand why my brother is like a child at this time.

"I'll go by myself, let go!" Yuta turned his red face away, and shook off Fuji's hand.

Fuji was slightly taken aback, but then smiled meaningfully.

"Hey, Yuta, do you have something you want to eat? Crepes? Blueberry pie? Do you want to read manga? TV?"

Surprised by Fuji's ability to move, Yuta's brain was in a state of crash, and what appeared in front of him was a bunch of things that Fuji had brought out.He wondered how his elder brother could conjure the real thing at the same time he just said that thing.

"Uh...then I'll eat a crepe." Yuta said hesitantly.

"Okay!" Fuji's expression was as happy as eating a crepe, and he directly picked up a crepe and handed it to Yuta.

"Brother?" Yuta's face flushed instantly, and the destination of Fuji handing over was not Yuta's hand, but Yuta's mouth.

"What's the matter?" Frowning slightly, Fuji turned his head in doubt.

Yuta is about to explain.Yumiko poked her head out of the kitchen just right: "Ah, the relationship between you two brothers is really good. Zhou Zhu, you still feed Yuta~"

"Absolutely not!" Yu Tai was so ashamed that his face was about to bleed, he jumped up excitedly, grabbed the crepe in his hands, and swallowed it in one gulp, but unexpectedly choked.

"Cough cough cough cough!!!" I couldn't tell where the flush on my face came from.

"Here, Yuta." Fuji thoughtfully handed over a glass of water, and patted Yuta's back lightly.

Gulu Gulu drank a few sips of water, which relieved a lot, but his face was even redder than before.

Fuji tilted his head slightly, taking a panoramic view of such a scene, and always felt that the blushing Yuta was very cute...

rustling, rustling.

In the green grassy and bustling yard, an uncoordinated friction sound broke the original silence.Like wood rubbing against wood, or leaves rustling, or both?

However, thanks to the sound insulation effect of the glass sliding door, or just because no one cares about it, this weird sound was not noticed by the people in the house.Should I say glad?

rustling, rustling.

A new round of turmoil began, the shrub's pocket petals overlapped two by two, and gently rubbed and swayed away, the trembling body was still not calm, and the torn branches forced another shock.As the evening cools down, the crickets break free from the scorching heat and yell wantonly, tearing their throats with the irregular trembling of shrub leaves, as if they have taken this abnormal trembling as a rhythm.Finally, with a swish, the cricket's chorus seemed to be startled by a broken string and broke its smoothness.

"I'm going to die, why are there so many bugs!" A head covered with meat buns of various shapes protruded from the bushes.Except for the messy hair that was covered with branches and leaves, all the exposed delicate skin was devastated terribly. A hand covered with small bumps scratched the red and swollen face, helped the crooked eyes on the bridge of the nose, and the voice continued. He regained his composure: "Let's call it a day." With a twitch of his mouth, he wrote something on the small notebook under his nose: "Sure enough, Yuta is the most precious, but this can't be counted. It can be an important catalyst, umm." He nodded thoughtfully.

(Scary - this looks a bit like a senior. But, what is he doing here? Don't be blind.)

"Senior?" Echizen, who was passing by, jumped over the low fence and saw a monster in the bushes, almost jumping three feet high.After finally calming down, Echizen asked tentatively.

"Hey, isn't this Echizen? How about going home?" With his left hand, he stuffed the booklet into his pants pocket naturally, and with his right hand, he scratched the red and swollen face again, turned around dryly, and greeted Echizen calmly.It's like a very common roadside encounter, but the premise should be that there is no mess at one end!No bag full of bug bites!Not in Fuji's yard!

(Scary——looking from the side, it’s just that the face is a little distorted, so it’s almost unrecognizable. But looking from the front, the face is red and swollen, the crowded nose is wrinkled, and the eyes are narrowed into a slit (although I can’t see~ ), lips as thick as a sausage, is this really that handsome senior?) Echizen managed to calm his frightened little heart, and was almost fooled, almost dismissed by this normal greeting.Echizen swallowed the "hmm" that he was about to blurt out.Instead, he asked the question: "Senior Gan, what are you doing sneakily in Senior Fuji's yard?"

Damn it, I didn't expect that Echizen was quite shrewd sometimes.After turning one circuit after another in his mind, Gan sadly found that his brain was in a knot now, and he couldn't think of any other solutions. He caught it on the spot, and there was no other reason to fool him.Especially when Echizen showed such a smile, everything must be irreversible.cruel heart.

"Echizen, I'm treating you. You can eat whatever you want. So, you met me on the road today, right." You can't reveal the trap, if Fuji finds out, you can't eat and walk around.He could almost imagine that with a gloomy face and a threatening smile, Buer forced him over a little bit: "Fuck..." Not only will the future investigations not be settled, but they might also fall into a series of tribulations. I tremble when I think about it.

"Oh~" After the long and rising ending, "Okay, then the senior will do what he says." The kitten smiled contentedly as if stealing fish.

"That's great, I must call A Tao-senpai, yes, and Kikumaru-senpai. Um... just call everyone."

It's over, I'm definitely going to be slaughtered severely, Lian Er just emptied his pocket money a few days ago, and now he may have to pay in advance for next month.However, for the sake of data, this is also impossible.But why is there an inexplicable bitterness in my heart?My pocket money—raised my right hand, which was swollen like a radish, and gently scratched the red tents on my face, why did I see a star in the distance light up, it seemed a little red... (Note .Some superstitions are the Red Star Disaster)