"Sneeze!" A sneeze made Futaba Makoto tighten his coat while walking home. Maybe at this time, someone somewhere was discussing him.

It was a little quiet on the way home, but the houses on both sides had lights on - the first floor was originally used for shops, but except for convenience stores and restaurants, other shops basically got off work around six o'clock, so the streets were dark at night.

It will be much cleaner.

After walking for a while, Futaba Cheng also returned to the yard of his home, but his footsteps paused slightly and stopped.

The house not far away has a light on the first floor.

Going home late at night, Futaba Makoto has not felt the light on the first floor for a long time. It feels like someone is waiting for you to come home. Although the light yellow light is not bright, it makes people feel slightly warm.

Maybe someone forgot to turn off the lights.

Futaba Cheng tightened his clothes, but it felt pretty good.

Taking out the key and opening the door, Futaba Makoto noticed a girl sitting in the living room watching TV, her amber eyes extremely focused.

There are no exciting programs on the TV, just ordinary TV shopping, recommending kitchen utensils.

Perhaps it was because Futaba Makoto opened the door loudly that Suzuki Kaoru turned his head and said softly when he saw him coming back:

"Welcome home."

Futaba Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes softened: "Well, I'm back."

"Don't use this tone of voice as if you were responding to your wife, it's disgusting." Suzuki Kaoru showed a disgusted expression.

"No, no!" Futaba Cheng retorted as he passed by the dining table and noticed a glass of light yellow water on the table.

At this time, Suzuki Kaoru's voice also sounded: "Honey water, you seem to be sleep deprived, this is suitable for you."

"Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?" Futaba Cheng also felt thirsty at this time, so he picked up the water glass and drank it in one go, but found that it was not very sweet.

But then, he noticed that Suzuki Kaoru's expression froze.

"What's wrong?" Futaba Cheng asked.

"That's what I drank." Suzuki Kaoru half-squinted his eyes.

"Um, didn't you say this is suitable for me?!"

"I said your condition is suitable for drinking honey water, but I didn't say this cup is yours."

Futaba Cheng looked at the cup in his hand, he had already drank it in one gulp, and he smiled sheepishly: "I drank it anyway, I'll make it up to you with a cup next time."

Suzuki Kaoru: "..."

After saying that, Futaba Makoto hurried upstairs, as if he was afraid of what Suzuki Kaoru would say next.

"This guy." Suzuki Kaoru shook his head, then got up and walked to the kitchen.

At this time, there was also a glass of honey water next to the kettle in the kitchen, but the color was much darker. She picked up the water glass and returned to the sofa in the living room to sit down.

Looking at the honey water in his hand, Suzuki Kaoru took a sip and then slowly exhaled.

"I didn't say I wouldn't prepare it for you."

"..."

"So sweet."

…

Room.

As soon as he entered the door, Futaba Cheng picked up Merlin who was napping on the bed: "Merlin, stop sleeping and play games with me."

Merlin opened his round eyes, licked his nose sleepily and glanced at Futaba Makoto, as if asking you if you were polite: "Meow."

"Did you know that you can lose weight by staying up late?"

Futaba Cheng rubbed Merlin's belly and said.

Of course, Futaba Makoto himself didn't believe this statement, and the cat even closed its eyes again.

Futaba Makoto went to the balcony to collect some clothes and took a shower. When he came back, he found that Merlin had fallen asleep again, but this time he was lying in the cat's bed, seemingly not giving Futaba Makoto a chance to touch him.

"Well, it seems that I can only enjoy it alone tonight." Futaba Cheng turned off the light, took out snacks and soda, leaned back on the chair and picked up the controller to play the game.

Today he did not log in to "Dungeon Fighter", but chose to play a stand-alone game.

The immersive feeling of the stand-alone game is very strong, but the disadvantage is that it is already dawn when you wake up, and there is not enough time at all.

The hands of the clock on the wall moved slowly, and it was late at night.

At about one o'clock, there was a gentle knock on the door: "Dong dong."

Futaba Makoto also happened to be taking a rest after hunting a giant beast. After he took off his headphones, he immediately noticed a knock on the door.

Late at night, who?

Futaba Cheng stood up in confusion. He walked to the door and looked out through the peephole, only to find that it was dark and blurry.

At this time, the knock on the door rang again.

Futaba Makoto opened the door——

A huge black shadow appeared in front of me.

Futaba Cheng stretched out his hand expressionlessly, lifted up the black figure's head, and picked it up as expected.

After turning on the light, a delicate and pretty face appeared in front of him wearing a doll's bottoms.

Gong Baiyuyou.

Futaba Cheng didn't seem surprised when he saw it was Gong Shiro Yuyou, and at this moment, the other person opened his beautiful jewel-like eyes and didn't look like he was sleeping at all, which raised the possibility of sleepwalking.

"What's wrong, Miyashiro-san?" Futaba Makoto asked.

Gong Baiyuyou walked in directly and closed the door.

She first looked at Futaba Makoto's clothes, and finally picked up her notebook and opened the first page——

[Take off.]

Futaba Makoto: "???"

"What are you taking off?" Futaba Cheng asked, what kind of development is this?

[clothing.]

"Why did you drag off your clothes?" Futaba Cheng wondered, and then he seemed to understand something and looked at Gong Bai Yuyou: "You are not going to get the material for the book, are you?"

Gong Baiyu nodded.

"That's not OK!"

[Just take off your shirt, don’t be afraid, let me see!]

"Top top?" Futaba Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, but he was also very shy dragging his top in front of a girl!

As if knowing what Futaba Cheng was thinking, Gong Baiyuyou picked up the notebook——

[Don't be shy, just think I'm a boy.]

With that said, he put his giraffe hood back on.

Looking at the strange light of the plastic eyes, Futaba Cheng's mouth twitched: "You'd better stop wearing a hood, it will make it even weirder."

Gong Baiyuyou had no choice but to reach out and take off the hood again, then tilted her head, as if asking if it was okay with an expressionless face.

"That's not a problem." Futaba Cheng looked at his pajamas and unbuttoned them.

Although he is a homebody, he has practiced kendo, so Futaba Makoto's figure is still muscular, and he looks more muscular when he takes it off than when he wears clothes.

Gong Bai Yuyou nodded, took out a drawing board from somewhere, and began to draw quickly on Futaba Cheng.

"Um...have you started painting like this?" Futaba Cheng asked.

He had the feeling of being a mannequin, with a hint of excitement mixed in with the shame, which made Futaba Cheng feel very strange.

[I can take photos and paint when I go back.]
Chapter completed!