Fumino housewife

"Mizuhara Onee-san is so pretty."

"Sorry, I'm face blind."

"That's why Asakawa-san praises others for their good looks?"

"Sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me."

"...Huh."

Furuhashi snorted softly.

The two of them had bid farewell to the old lady and walked out of the ward, but Furuhashi was still full of hatred about what had happened just now.

The most afraid of comparison is everything.

I'm so sorry that there are so many different people!

During the conversation, a group of doctors walked towards him. The man in the white coat on the head looked quite young, with half-parted hair, his face was indifferent and unsmiling, and he looked full of aura.

Four eyes facing each other.

Naoki stopped.

The man in the white coat slightly narrowed his eyes, and clearly recognized Naoki.

After looking at each other for a moment, the two sides averted their eyes, and did not have a tacit understanding of not saying anything, just passing by.

"Does Asakawa-san know that person?"

Furuhashi asked curiously.

"Know."

Naoki retracted his gaze and continued walking forward.

The father of the Nakano quintuplets, Nakano Maruo.

The last time Naoki met Itsuki and the others from Kamakura, he met Nakano's father under the apartment building. The two sides had an unpleasant conversation, but he did not expect to meet in the hospital.

Naoki glanced at it now, and found that the title plate on Nakano Maruo's chest was actually a deputy director, and being able to become a deputy director at the age of 30 was not a matter of ability, but a strong identity and background.

Besides, this hospital is a private hospital… as expected, this is a vile rich family.

"Asakawa-san~"

Furuhashi suddenly raised his voice.

"What is wrong?"

Naoki pulled back his thoughts, and when he turned his head, he saw Furuhashi leaning forward and looking at him with wide eyes.

"You should say hello when you meet acquaintances." Furuhashi stretched out his finger and said with a serious expression, "Otherwise it would be very rude."

Hello, are you a housewife! You have to take care of trivial things like not greeting the elders, me and the father of the quintuplets have nothing to say!

Naoki said nonchalantly:

"Sorry, I have social phobia. When I walk down the street, the thing that worries me the most is meeting acquaintances."

Furuhashi didn't seem to believe Naoki's reasoning, and said:

"Then why did you greet my father last night?"

Naoki shrugged and said slowly:

"I was afraid that your father would think of me as a bastard who charmed his daughter with sweet words and rushed to beat me…"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Furuhashi's face was full of smoothness and blush. "Forget it today, next time you meet acquaintances, don't forget to say hello... I'm hungry, let's eat."

"What do you eat?"

"If it's summer, of course it's eel rice." Speaking of food, Furuhashi's eyes suddenly lit up, "I know an eel shop that is said to have a history of over 200 years, and eel rice is delicious. ...go, go, go."

...

The two walked out of the hospital.

The sky was dark, the streetlights flashed quietly at an unknown time, and the streets were twinkling with neon.

"Many people."

When she reached the crossroads in front of the station, Furubashi couldn't help but groan.

Naoki didn't like crowded places like this, "What can I do, the peak of the trip is coming."

At the intersection in the bustling city center, there were hundreds of people waiting to pass at every traffic light, which looked spectacular.

The green light flashes quickly.

Passersby waiting to pass gathered from all directions.

Just as Furuhashi took two steps, she was hit by a hasty passerby, and losing his balance, she withdrew from the crowd.

"Careful."

Naoki said.

"Um."

Seeing Naoki's warm face, Furuhashi suddenly calmed down in his heart, and with tender approval, she took Naoki's right hand and walked through the bustling sea of people.

Riding train.

Even a girl who was favored by the goddess of fortune, didn't even think about finding a seat at such a time.

Furuhashi could only stand in the corner with Naoki, admiring the view outside the window.

15 minutes later.

The two of them got off the carriage and managed to arrive at the eel shop.

"Finally here."

Furuhashi's eyes flashed, and she walked quickly to the shop with Naoki, just in time to leave the dining table, luckily, she sat down.

After ordering, it's time to wait.

Naoki got up and took two free glasses of ice water, "Here you go."

"Thank you Asakawa-san." Furuhashi took the cup with both hands, and the cold water vapor entered his palm along the cup, and she breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't worry Asakawa-san, the eel rice will take quite a while."

"Because the eel needs to be killed and eaten immediately, once frozen, the taste will be greatly reduced. After we order, the clerk will kill the eel right away, so don't worry."

You are enough, you are not a child, you don't need to explain!

Naoki narrowed his eyes: "I know this kind of thing."

Eating eel rice in summer is a traditional Japanese custom. This is similar to eating rice dumplings at the Dragon Boat Festival. Everyone basically comes to eat eel rice in summer. Naoki naturally ate it.

Furuhashi said, "Are you hungry, Asakawa-san?"

Naoki told the truth: "A little."

"There are snacks in my school bag." Furuhashi opened his school bag and took out some snacks, "What do you want to eat?"

Naoki said in a gentle tone "Have you started eating snacks again?"

"Not!" Furuhashi defended frantically, "I only eat at school during the day. When I study at home at night, I only eat fruit and drink milk…"

Naoki's gaze dropped by a dozen centimeters, and subconsciously fell onto Furuhashi's chest.

Drinking milk every day does not grow, why is there no growth at all?

"Ugh-"

Furuhashi put the snacks in his school bag: "Forget it."

"I'm not saying not to eat."

"Don't listen, don't listen."

Fortunately, Furuhashi's emotions came and went quickly, when the first bite of the eel entered his mouth, the slight groan was completely gone.

"Umm~ so delicious!"

His face was almost filled with a happy expression.

"Is it really that good?"

Naoki took his chopsticks and ate a piece of eel.

"How does it feel?"

Furuhashi looked ahead, as if she was a chef waiting for guests to leave good reviews.

"It's a little hot."

"Blow and eat..."

Furuhashi approached and helped it exhale. His face suddenly turned red, and she hastily sat up straight and stopped talking.

Naoki ate the eel and gave a thumbs up: "It's so delicious."

"Then eat seriously, and don't play with your phone." Furuhashi took out her identity as a housewife and disciplined Naoki, "It is an unforgivable act to indulge in food."

"Yes yes."