Chapter 382 Not on the Same Channel

"Why are you here so late?"

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Wearing a one-piece Shiba Inu suit, Jin Yuanguang rubbed his sleepy eyes, opened the door to the mother and son who came to catch the autumn wind late at night, and then waved his hands like he was chasing away garbage.

"Go! Go!"

Ignoring him, Chris touched her feet, took off her shoes at the entrance and walked straight to the living room. According to Ye Nai's habit, she opened the clock on the wall and took out a bottle of rum.

"To put alcohol in a place like this, the teacher is really an alcoholic."

Taking the bottle of aged rum from Belmod's hand, Yuji was about to open it, but suddenly he heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him, so he turned to the left and avoided the fluffy slippers that were throwing hidden weapons.

"You brat! Don't touch this bottle of wine!"

After snatching the rum back from Yuji, Mr. Kuromaru carefully put the wine back behind the clock and rolled his eyes at Belmode.

"Miss Chris, you clearly know that the teacher won't open this bottle of wine, why did you take it out?"

The boy stared at the clock longingly, not because he was greedy, but because the bottle of wine was indeed very expensive, at least... higher than the additional income he earned from comics in a day.

"I'm also greedy..."

Standing next to Yuji, Bermod also stared at the clock eagerly. The two people looked at him and made him feel itchy. Teacher Kuromaru shuddered and took out a box of wine with Chinese characters written on it from the wine cabinet and threw it to them.

"This is... Feitian Moutai!"

"Ah... that Aberdeen gave it to Rum when he came here. The one-eyed man gave it to me."

Teacher Kuromaru sat cross-legged on the sofa, turned on the TV, and saw the program on the Nippon TV channel. He was about to change the channel, but Yuji held his hand down.

"Teacher was watching the live broadcast from Tokyo Tower just now. How was it?"

Throwing away the remote control, Teacher Kuromaru heard the sound of stove igniting and yawning coming from the kitchen, and became even more unhappy with the two people who ran over.

"Why does my valet have to cook you drinks and food so late?!"

"Hey, do you feel bad?" Yuji sat next to the teacher and bumped the teacher's waist with his elbow: "Don't you see, teacher you still have such a little girly side."

He raised his head slightly and found that Chrissy was standing a little far away from him, so he tilted his head and asked, "What's the matter, Miss Chrissy?"

"No…"

Because of his arrogance, the teacher knocked him to the ground and became a cushion, unable to stand up. The boy could only watch Belmod and the teacher sitting next to the sofa, drinking a small drink and eating freshly cooked food. A comedian who plays dumb on TV.

"I also ordered takeout. It should be here soon. Teacher, just let me get up and take a bite..."

Feeling Mr. Kuromaru's butt leave his back, Yuji sat down obediently, his eyes glancing at Bermod's wine glass from time to time.

"Underage people are not allowed to drink, especially those with such a high degree!"

A chopstick hit Yuji on the head. Teacher Kuromaru handed over a pair of wooden chopsticks, then picked up a piece of cold shiitake mushroom and turned to look at Bermod.

"Speaking of which, why is this brat's biological mother back?"

"I heard from Yukiko that she just plans to travel to England and come back to see her son once in the middle."

Putting down the chopsticks in her hands, Chris recalled what Yukiko said at the Overlook Hotel: "Their flight tomorrow morning will go straight to London."

"That's it, then it'll be fine." Teacher Kuromaru rubbed his nose and glanced at the students with regret: "I thought they were planning to bring this scourge to the United States."

"You seemed to have said something very outrageous just now, teacher!" Yuji pointed at his face: "How do I look like a disaster?"

The three people in the room were silent.

"Don't stop talking!"

………

In Mihua Shopping Street, AE86 slowly stopped in front of the tofu shop and opened the door. Fujiwara looked at Sayuri Matsumoto who was waiting at the door with a worried face and said nothing. He nodded, then walked directly around the woman and walked into the house.

"Your father has been sent to the police."

Picking up the barley tea on the table, Fujiwara saw Matsumoto Kiyonaga on the TV and found Sayuri Matsumoto still standing at the door, so he made a suggestion.

"Should I send you back home? Now that the dangerous people are dead, I guess nothing will happen."

[And since this woman’s father has returned, there should be no reason for her to stay here anymore. 】

"Eh?!"

Sayuri Matsumoto subconsciously shouted out, realizing that she seemed to have revealed her true feelings, she quickly lowered her head, not wanting Kojiro Fujiwara to see her red face.

"I don't want to drive you away. Look, I have a first floor where I do business. The second floor, apart from the living room and bathroom, only has one bedroom."

Fujiwara explained: "Besides, if men and women live together, it's not good for girls' reputation."

[Wait a minute, there seems to be a case of living with many girls around me! 】

"that…"

Seeing that Fujiwara became more and more confident as he spoke, Sayuri Matsumoto hurriedly interrupted him.

"I still want to stay here... My house at home was burned down, and I asked for half a year's leave from school. I have no income for the time being. It might be a little difficult to rent a house..."

When Matsumoto Kiyonaga was rescued, he had many needle holes on his body. He was injected with a lot of truth serum and a large amount of anesthetic. He could only wake up at two specific times, lunch and dinner. He used a convenience store tape to stick on the back of a rhinoceros beetle to send out a call for help. It is estimated that he will stay in the hospital for two or three months for observation and protection.

"I see, then you can sleep in the room upstairs. As a reward, you can help me occasionally (referring to selling tofu)."

Finding a wave of heat coming from Matsumoto Sayuri, Fujiwara put down the teacup in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"No... Kojiro-kun, I think this is a bit... too fast..."

Fujiwara didn't hear the last few words clearly, but thought that Matsumoto Sayuri was a little disgusted with the small room and the shame of selling tofu, so he coughed twice in dissatisfaction.

"If you don't want to, I'll give you a sum of money, you should rent a house, and pay me back later, and we'll be even." He was still a little disappointed.

[I thought that the daughter of Matsumoto Kiyonaga would not be like an ordinary woman, but it turns out that there is no difference...]

On the other side, the villain in her heart kept fighting. After the yellow side defeated the white side, and then raised her fist like a boxer, Matsumoto Sayuri closed her eyes, bowed suddenly and shouted.

"I know! Kojiro-kun, although it is the first time, I will definitely work hard."

"First time?"

[Is it the first time to sell things? Did their class perform a play in the school festival before? ]

Fujiwara looked her up and down and realized that he had misunderstood her just now. It turned out that she was just uneasy about staying overnight in a stranger's house.

[Is it true? After that explosion, my brain is not as bright as before...]

Patting his head, Fujiwara Kojiro comforted her: "It's okay, soon we will get familiar with each other, and you won't be nervous and afraid."

"...Hi~"

After the mosquito called, Matsumoto Sayuri walked to the tofu money box and drew two Fukuzawa Yukichi from it in front of Fujiwara Kojiro.

"What are you doing?"

Trembling and holding the door, Sayuri Matsumoto suppressed her shame and said, "I think no matter what, protective measures must be taken..." and rushed out.

Watching Sayuri Matsumoto disappear, Fujiwara stood up suddenly and ran to the door in a panic.

"Wait! Did you misunderstand something!"