Surrender to his father

"Richan?" Furuhashi opened her eyes wide in surprise "Why are you delivering food? Did you deliver it wrong?"

Dad ordered sukiyaki, didn't he turn into udon noodles on purpose?

"There is no wrong delivery." Ogata pulled his scarf down, exposing his mouth and nose, and explained calmly, "The delivery man who was taking orders happened to be picking up food at an udon shop, and suddenly had a stomach ache. Ask me if I can replace him5a. I see. That is Fumino's home address, so I'm here to deliver sukiyaki."

After Ogata finished speaking, she looked at Naoki.

"Why is Asakawa-san at Fumino's house?"

"Cough cough."

Furuhashi coughed, and glanced out of the corner of his eye.

Naoki said honestly: "Staying alone in an apartment is too lonely, so I came here and begged Fumino to take me in."

"You can come to the udon shop."

"Uncle will kill me with vicious eyes."

"With me here, Father dare not kill you."

"Ricchan, come in to talk, it's freezing outside." Furuhashi hurriedly pulled Ogata in, "The sukiyaki pot has been received, you want to come back and help?"

"No need." Ogata shook his head, "Today is a rest day."

"That's good." Furuhashi became happy "Let's eat sukiyaki together, I bought a lot of fried chicken. I'm worried what to do if I can't spend it. Ricchan came right on time, we'll be eating it all night."

Putting on his slippers and walking into the house, Ogata quickly saw Furuhashi's father sitting on the sofa, bowed and said:

"Good night, uncle."

Ogata doesn't understand people's change of heart, and naturally has no problem with basic social etiquette.

"Good night."

Reiji nodded slightly, he naturally knew Ogata, and knew that she was Fumino's best friend at school.

"Dad, Ricchan will spend Christmas with us later." Furuhashi said "After eating, let Richan and Asakawa-san get back together."

Reiji was writing and drawing in his notebook, when he heard those words, he agreed: "Is there enough food? If not, I will order again."

"Enough." Furuhashi gave a thumbs up "I woke up early and bought a bucket of fried chicken, and there were also the dumplings that Dad just bought. What I have to worry about is what to do if I can't finish it."

"It doesn't matter."

"Ricchan, sit down and eat some oranges." Furuhashi looked at Naoki while speaking, "Asakawa-san, please fix the sukiyaki pot, and I'll get you plates and chopsticks."

Naoki raised his hand in salute: "Yes."

Sukiyaki is similar to a small hot pot from China, but it's not numb or spicy, more like a pot of soup, whether you eat it in a restaurant or make it yourself at home, it's very simple.

Naoki opens the takeaway's package and finds a lot of ingredients inside, including scallions, fried tofu, konjac shreds, shiitake mushrooms, enoki mushrooms, and importantly thin slices of beef, edible straight away.

Put the ingredients into the sukiyaki pot, then wait for the time. Naoki suddenly felt someone gently tugging at the corner of his shirt.

"Rizu?"

Naoki turned to look at Ogata.

"There's fog on the glasses, and there will definitely be sukiyaki later." Ogata raised his face and said calmly, "I want the Hawkeye buff."

It's not comfortable wearing glasses in winter, and it's always full of fog.

Naoki looked at Furuhashi after hearing those words.

"What are you looking at?" Furuhashi puffed out her cheeks slightly, and waved at the people, "Go and come back, the fried chicken will be ready soon."

Naoki nodded: "Go to the bathroom."

"Okay."

Ogata agrees, and follows behind Naoki.

Seeing the figures of the two walking into the bathroom, Furuhashi sighed lightly.

Not to be jealous... Of course it's impossible.

Possession is the nature of a girl.

But thinking about the embarrassing thing she did with Ogata's body, Furuhashi immediately felt relieved.

Naoki has been kissing and hugging Ogata's body, if he doesn't take responsibility, he will be an asshole no matter how one thinks about it!

In the bathroom.

Naoki reached out and took off the glasses on Ogata's face, and was about to squat down.

Ogata is less than 1.5 meters tall, and it is impossible to kiss on tiptoe unless a bench is placed under his feet.

There was no stool in the bathroom, so Naoki could only half kneel down.

"Wait a moment."

Ogata suddenly called out to stop.

Naoki curious: "What?"

"Squatting always feels like kissing a child." Ogata said with open arms "Hold me, just like you hugged Nana-chan yesterday."

No wonder Ogata looked up with ethereal eyes from time to time yesterday, so she wants to get the same treatment!

If Naoki knew he had to hold Nanako with his left hand and Ogata with his right, he would achieve the extremely rare feat of holding an elementary school student both left and right!

Naoki spread his arms and easily hugged Ogata.

It feels... a lot heavier.

The height of the two elementary school students is almost the same, and Ogata is only slightly taller than Nanako, who has become an elementary school student, but her weight is obviously a few kilograms higher.

"Don't look at his small size, she weighs a full 40 kilograms."

Naoki was complaining in his heart, while his eyes fixed on Ogata's chest.

Although his winter clothes were very thick, they still couldn't hide the tall and straight curves and curves. From the side, they looked like mountains and peaks, with different heights from near and far.

Ten kilograms is an exaggeration, but it can be halved.

Do not ask.

The question is weighing volume and mass by hand.

The sudden height of the field of vision made Ogata breathe softly, then quickly stretched out his arms, instinctively wrapping around Naoki's neck.

The four eyes face each other.

The girl's warm and sweet breath fell on her face, slightly itchy.

"Asakawa-san smells of plum wine." Ogata sniffed the tip of her pink nose.

Naoki kissed the girl's icy cold lips, tasted it carefully, then said warmly, "It's the aroma of udon noodles."

"I also ate another dish." Ogata's small face was like a ripe apple, the color red was attractive, his eyes were wide open and she stared unblinkingly, his voice full of anticipation, "Asakawa-san will give it another try. "

As a girl, she should be more reserved!

After adding the Hawkeye buff, the glasses can be removed, Ogata washes his face with cold water so that the red blush on his face disappears, then comes out of the bathroom with Naoki.

"Have you finished washing your hands?" Furuhashi stood in front of the microwave oven, "Coincidentally the pot of sukiyaki is ready to eat, so hurry up and eat something."

While speaking, Furuhashi glanced at his father.

Seeing his father sitting on the couch, pen in hand, calculating something in his notebook, without even lifting his head.

Luckily, father found nothing.

While Furuhashi breathed a sigh of relief, she couldn't help but puff out his cheeks.

Ricchan's father is a super father-in-law, always keeping an eye on Asakawa-san, for fear that Ricchan is being bullied, his own father is too relieved with Asakawa-san!

"Dad, quickly wash your hands, you will be alone."

Furuhashi waved his hand in front of his father.

"Um..."

Reiji closed his notebook, looked at the living room at home, and suddenly fell into a daze.

Familiar Christmas carols came from the TV.

The sukiyaki pot was steaming, and snow-white chives were floating in the brown sauce.

Golden fried chicken nuggets.

The cola was bubbling slightly.

Strawberry shortcake slices.

There was also a small Christmas tree that appeared around the corner at an unknown time, with Christmas stockings and gift boxes hanging from it... A Christmas that only exists in dreams and memories has become a reality.

"Dad, don't be dazed." Furuhashi pointed and urged, "You should wash your hands before eating."

Reiji regained his senses, slightly showing a rare stiff smile, got up and walked to the bathroom.

"Dad seems to have just smiled?"

Furuhashi opened her eyes wide, looking at Naoki in disbelief.

Naoki nodded: "I testify, uncle did smile."

"Dad's smile..." Furuhashi pressed his right hand against his chest, his eyelashes trembled slightly, "I feel like I haven't seen it in a long time."

After a while.

Reiji returned after washing his hands, took a bottle of wine out of the fridge, and sat down at the table.

"Dad, do you want a drink?" Furuhashi frowned slightly.

"Just drink." Reiji put down the wine bottle and loosened his tie, "When Shizuru isn't away, every Christmas, Shizuru and I would drink a bottle of red wine… There's no red wine in the house, only soju can be used as a substitute."

Furuhashi stopped talking.

"I'll pour some wine for uncle."

Naoki picked up the wine bottle, as a 'future son-in-law', pouring wine for his father-in-law was a matter of course.

The strong and rich aroma of wine immediately appeared in the air, and some people often couldn't tell the difference between shochu and sake. In fact, they can be distinguished by the smell of wine. Sake with a low alcohol content, is not much different from a drink.

"Cheers!"

"Merry Christmas."

The four of them toast in celebration.

Reiji drank alone, Naoki, Furuhashi, and Ogata were underage, so of course they could only drink juice drinks.

Naoki and Furuhashi had eaten before, and now they were eating less. Furuhashi's father probably hasn't eaten yet, and is content to eat and drink alone.

The glass of wine quickly runs out.

"Naoki, pour me another glass of wine." Reiji raised his glass.

Naoki took the wine bottle and continued to fill it.

"Dad can only drink one more glass." Furuhashi reminded, "Not anymore."

"I know."

Then... Reiji got drunk.

After two glasses of wine, his face turned red and his neck thickened, and people started talking drunkenly.

"Sure enough, father is drunk." Furuhashi placed his right hand on his forehead, and sighed helplessly, "Dad, it's true that he can't drink too much, but he still wants to be brave."

"Men only get drunk late at night when they want to."

Ogata suddenly uttered a very philosophical sentence.

"Hah?" Furuhashi turned his head in surprise, "Who taught Richan?"

"I don't."

Naoki quickly denied it.

"I didn't mention you." Furuhashi was angry "You haven't even had alcohol, where are you tasting it."

"Plum wine means something to say."

"It's Father." Ogata said, "Every time father got drunk and was punished by Mom for cleaning up the next morning, he would say this sentence."

I thought your father could only make udon, but he is a philosopher.

Furuhashi turned his head and said: "Asakawa-san, can you help send dad back to the room?"

Naoki agreed: "You want to take a shower?"

"Just take a shower." Furuhashi shook his head, "When I wake up tomorrow morning, Dad will wash himself."

"Leave it to me."

Naoki stretched out his hand, pulled Furuhashi's father, supported him with his arm, and walked to the second floor, "What do you do when you are alone at home?"

"Dad rarely gets drunk." Furuhashi helped support him on the other hand, "If dad is really drunk, I can't move him myself, so I can only let dad sleep on the sofa."

Immediately came to the master bedroom door.

"Ricchan, please open the door." Furuhashi begged.

"Okay."

Ogata reached out and pushed open the door.

Naoki put Furuhashi's father on the bed, then looked around the room.

Furuhashi's room was the most familiar, followed by the study, and it was her first time entering the master bedroom.

Clean, simple and quiet, the highlight is probably the wedding photos on the wall.

Furuhashi's father was quite handsome in his youth, unshaven and decadent as he is now, with a happy smile on his face.

"Fumino's mother is very beautiful."

Ogata looked at the wedding photo on the wall and said softly.

Even though she had switched bodies many times, this was also his first time seeing wedding photos.

His gaze fell on the wedding photo on the wall, and Reiji suddenly uttered vaguely drunken words.

"Shizuru… I'm sorry… I dream of you less and less…"

Furuhashi bit her lower lip: "After mom left, dad was the one who was the saddest. When I was young, I often heard mother showing off. They are childhood friends who have known each other since junior high school."

Naoki suddenly said: "Fumino, what is your Christmas present for uncle?"

"Eh?" Furuhashi replied quickly, "This is a scarf and a purse. Dad's scarf has been used for years and has never been replaced. As well as the wallet, I was planning to give it to Dad after dinner, now it looks like I'll be able to give it to him tomorrow morning."

"The scarf you knitted yourself?"

"Of course not." Furuhashi approached angrily "Nowadays, few people know how to weave their own shawl, right?"

"I can knit a scarf."

Ogata raised his hand and said.

Naoki gave an appreciative look: "Rizu managed to win."

"Why are you asking this suddenly?" Furuhashi slightly puffed out her cheeks.

"Scarves and purses are all too common as Christmas presents." Naoki said firmly, "I suggest giving uncle a unique and precious present."

"What is it?" Furuhashi couldn't help asking curiously.

Naoki laughed: "Of course, that is the person uncle wants to see the most."

Ogata's eyes lit up: "This is Aunt Shizuru."

"The answer is correct." Naoki looked at Furuhashi, and said in a pyramid planner tone, "Is Fumino willing to sacrifice herself to give uncle a Christmas dream?"

Furuhashi:"😐"