Then there was just such a group of people drinking and talking, and the time passed for another two hours.

At about 12:30, Kazuma came out of the shower. In fact, there was a little expectation. He opened his bedroom with anticipation and saw the sky above the mat.

"Is there a demand for a good girl?" Kazuma murmured and entered the house. At this time, he still had a little surviving expectation: It may be that Honami is joking, but she is actually hidden in the closet.

Kazuma opened all the cabinets in the room, and then regretfully discovered that Honami is a future politician, not a future comedian, and she will not waste her sense of humor in such a place.

He stood in front of the opened closet and spent three minutes thinking about whether to get in by himself, and gave Honami a surprise for the night attack.

Finally he decided to close the cabinet door.

Mainly it's too hot right now, so I can't bear it for such a little bit of fun.

Besides, there is a high probability that Honami will not come to Kazuma so that it is determined.

Then he heard light footsteps behind him.

It sounds like Honami, unless Tamamo uses some magic to simulate Honami's footsteps.

When Yuzao walks, it may be because she is accustomed to the court steps, so her center of gravity is more rearward, and the basic center of gravity is stable, which can be heard by listening to her footsteps.

Although Honami has strict tutoring, it is still far behind the tutoring of a thousand-year-old fox, so her center of gravity keeps wagging when she walks.

Of course, compared to Nichinan Rina's half-bucket of water that only participated in the deportment training provided by the modeling agency, Honami's center of gravity is not stable.

Kazuma turned around and saw Honami enter the room as expected.

"What are you doing?" Honami looked at the various cabinets opened in the room with a surprised look. "Is there anything I can't find? Or is it looking for a bug?"

Kazuma scratched his head: "No, I found that you were not in the house when I came out from the shower, thinking you and I were playing hide and seek."

Honami blinked, and then pointed to the drawer opened next to Kazuma: "What do you mean by asking me to open the drawer? Can I hide in?"

Kazuma: "I haven't tried how to know if I can't get in. You just get a little fat up and down, the fat part can be squeezed, and you can go in if you don't plug it."

Honami smiled and said, "Then how do I let go of my legs? What about my hands?"

Kazuma opened the drawer next to it: "Put it here."

"This is too curious, right? Have you become a policeman and have seen too many corpses and become neurotic? How about I hire a psychiatrist for you?" Honami scowled and asked as solemnly as possible.

Kazuma: "Uh, actually I opened the drawer, just in case I see the entrance of the time machine, people must have dreams."

After all, I have traveled through it, and it is not particularly strange to encounter a Doraemon.

Honami came over and took a picture of the back of Kazuma: "If you can't say so, it will be over. If you say it is so curious, I will have a nightmare tonight. It depends on you!"

"It's okay, you have a nightmare, just hold me tight." Kazuma laughed.

"Are you sure? The weather is so hot and there is no air conditioning. You are not afraid of waking up at night? I heard Chiyoko say that you don't like to sweat too much after taking a shower."

Kazuma nodded, thinking in my heart that it is weird that you Japanese still pursue sweating habits after bathing.

Kazuma has always felt that Japanese people are fascinated by the operation of pursuing sweating after taking a shower.

After taking a shower, your body is smooth and refreshing. Isn't it sticky after a sweat? Isn't it uncomfortable?

It's been five years since I traveled to Japan, Kazuma still didn't want to understand this problem.

Kazuma: "I really don't like sweating after taking a shower. I feel slimy and uncomfortable."

"Your idea is very close to that of Europeans and Americans, but it doesn't match Japanese habits." Honami paused, laughing and joking, "Then we don't do anything tonight, isn't it slimy and uncomfortable? "

Kazuma spread both hands: "I have no problem, it is you who needs it tonight, not me."

After all, before taking a bath, Honami was still talking about women's needs for Barabara.

Honami stood there with her hands crossed on her stomach, her arms just right to highlight the highlight, just watching Kazuma.

Kazuma directly turned on the shook his head fan, lay down on the mat, and put in a comfortable posture, a style that was about to suffocate to death.

Honami smiled, she walked to Kazuma, lay down beside Kazuma and looked up at the ceiling.

All that was left in the room was the buzzing of the fans.

Of course, with Kazuma listening, Honami's breathing and heartbeat can be heard effortlessly.

Kazuma: "Your heartbeat betrayed you, Representative Nanjo."

"You got it wrong, Kiryu Police Department made up. Sometimes, in order to take care of self-esteem, the human brain will use some illusions to deceive the five senses." Honami said softly.

While saying this, Kazuma heard that Honami's breathing became significantly lower, and this guy adjusted his breathing in order to calm his heartbeat.

"Representative Nanjo, if you don't panic, why do you adjust your breathing?"

"Of course it is to avoid any misunderstanding of someone whose self-confidence has exploded." Honami responded softly.

The corners of the mouth in Kazuma rise slightly.

On weekdays, he didn't think too much about Honami's chest muscles, but now that everything is close at hand and within reach, he is not in a hurry.

Silence fell between the two again, and it remained for several minutes. Finally, Honami couldn't bear it and asked, "Are you asleep?"

"Nothing." Kazuma answered immediately.

"You get back so fast, it seems you are quite awake. I can't hold it anymore. I drank a little tonight, and I'm probably going to have a hangover tomorrow."

Kazuma: "Tomorrow, let Yuzao prepare a hangover tea for you. It is super effective. The middle school sister of Gan drank it quickly before, and the next day she woke up in pain and rolled on the ground. Drinking that tea will soon be better. "

"So amazing?"

"It's so magical. But according to Yuzao, it may not be magical soon."

The mystery is declining, and all kinds of traditional medicine are also wiped out. In this world, maybe one hundred years ago, Gupi pills could really cure edema, but in Lu Xun's time, it would not work.

Honami said in a speech: "Sometimes I really feel that the mystery shouldn't all fade away, just keep a little bit."

"If you tell this to Tamamo, she will take up a naginata and fight with you. People expect her to become a human being after the mysterious death, and then slowly grow old."

"Okay, I want to give it a try. I'm always playing against you. It's a bit boring." Honami said enthusiastically, "Tomorrow I will ask Tamamo, and see if she can teach me."

Kazuma: "Go, I support you. I tell you that she is very strong. Last time I fought with him, although it turned into a cross talk in the end, I could feel it at the beginning The pressure she exudes."

"Even you can feel the pressure, and she knows how to integrate mental skills?" Bonai asked curiously.

"No, she is a monster and can't master this kind of human skill."

"Huh? Ah, that's why she feels that she hasn't completely become a human now." Honami actually linked this incident with the reason why Tamamo was not in the position to be a maid of the palace.

After that, the two chatted a few words about Tamamo’s "long-cherished wish", and then Honami turned around coldly: "Hey, Kazuma, you know that **** girls actually hate Baal, right?"

Kazuma: "Why hate Barr? Because it looks like a fly?"

Bonai stunned: "What fly? Well, wait, is there a demon named Baal in Christian mythology? Beelzebub is the one that looks like a fly, right?"

Kazuma: "Barr is also a fly, probably a blood relative of Beelzebub."

"It's not the **** demon Baal," Honami waved her hand, "I mean."

"The Yugoslav city of Bar? What's wrong with this Yugoslav city?"

As soon as Honami stretched out her hand, she patted her chest in Kazuma: "It's not a city! You know what I mean! Yugoslavia city, how do you know this city?"

Kazuma smiled and said: "I like Yugoslav movies, you know."

"Yes, I know you asked the Film Research Institute of the University of Tokyo to help you find Bridge and Walter to defend Sarajevo, but I have also watched these movies. There is no such city called Bar in it."

"I did a little expansion after watching the movie"

In fact, when Baidu Barr’s culture originated in the previous life, I discovered that there was a city also called Barr.

"The students of Dongda University are really amazing. After watching the extended reading of the movie, I will know the cities I may not know for the rest of my life." Honami took another shot of Kazuma on the chest, but the meaning of this one and the one just now completely different.

Looking at the ceiling, she suddenly remembered what she wanted to say at first, and hurriedly slammed Kazuma on the chest for the third time: "Hey! I'm not talking about this! You know what I'm talking about!"

"You mean the upper one in the two-piece style." Kazuma replied with as academically as possible sentences.

"Yes! Busty girls, I hate these because they are really uncomfortable."

"I know." Kazuma shrugged, and the clothes on his shoulders rubbed against the mat, "I have a Chiyoko from nothing in my house. When this guy was in junior high school, he wore the same as now at home in the summer. Qingliu is almost the same, giving me a lot of tests."

Honami smiled and said, "What the hell, so you can bear it, is it Xiaoqian's pot?"

"There is a certain connection." Kazuma can only say that.

I can’t just say “it doesn’t affect the memory of the Lord who passed through the universe next door at all, I’m just like watching the fire from the other side”?

Honami paused, and hit Kazuma again: "You have led me astray again! I said so much, just want to tell you that I am now"

"I know."

"what do you know?"

"I know what you want to tell me." When Kazuma answered, he turned his head and looked at Honami who was sleeping next to him.

Honami wore a men's shirt and didn't know whether it was Chiyoko who gave her the trick or Honami thought it himself.

The key point is that the size of this shirt is too delicate.

Kazuma stretched out his hand.

Honami joked, "It's not easy."

"What do you want to say about cross talk, you choose one." Kazuma withdrew his hand.

"Don't talk, don't talk, don't talk about cross talk!" Honami said hurriedly, and then took the initiative to reach out and pull the hand of Kazuma back.

After a while, she suddenly said: "Strange, I am suddenly in no rush now. I now think that we just talk and talk like this, and it seems good to go to sleep when we get sleepy."

Kazuma: "It's pretty good. Sleeping is more comfortable than sleeping now."

Honami laughed.

Smiled and laughed silently.

Kazuma put his hands hard and asked, "What's wrong? Asleep?"

"Well, I'm sleeping." Honami responded in a coquettish tone.

Kazuma: "Then I fell asleep, why are you grabbing my hand?"

Honami just laughed and didn't answer.

Kazuma has no choice but to give up the plan to withdraw his hands.

He likes to sleep on his side, lying on his back is not incapable of sleeping, but it's a bit unsteady.

Now I can’t pull my hand back, Kazuma can only lie on my back.

Fortunately, the wine is coming up, and it is indeed late at night, so the sleepiness has become more and more intense.

However, Honami asked again, "Are you asleep?"

"Almost." Kazuma responded.

Honami: "I remember that you like to sleep sideways. You can't sleep well if you don't withdraw your hands?"

Kazuma: "It's okay. At most I dream of taking the night shift Shinkansen and taking a nap on a hard-seater car."

Honami: "That won't work, this dream will make you feel uncomfortable. You should take your hand back."

Speaking, Honami released the hand that had been holding the wrist of Kazuma.

Kazuma: "Are you okay?"

"Of course it doesn't matter, I don't have the habit of being touched by Oppai to fall asleep."

Kazuma opened his eyes and glanced at Honami.

Under the light of the room, you can clearly see the loneliness on Honami's side.

Kazuma remembered what Honami said when she had just had a drink: "Women are in need, too."

What am I doing.

Kazuma moves.

The next day, Kazuma heard the movement of someone entering the room in his sleep, and directly stretched out his hand to drew his love gun from under the pillow, opened his eyes and pointed the muzzle in the direction of the movement.

Chiyoko performed the French military salute with both hands and shouted: "I surrender! I am not like you, I can't flash bullets, brother! Calm down!"

Kazuma also woke up half of it at this time, turned off the pistol insurance and yawned: "What are you doing? I haven't enjoyed my sister's morning wake-up service for many years. Why are you free to come over today?"

"I just came to see ~lightnovelpub.net~ Do you want to cook red bean rice this morning." Chiyoko looked back and forth at the two people who were far apart on the same mat, "Well, I don't understand, should this be right? Cook red bean rice?"

Kazuma: "Cook. We are so far apart because of the heat."

Chiyoko was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "That's it, hahaha, because of hot hahaha, how come you and Yuzao can't be separated so far?"

Kazuma: "Yuzuma is shameless, she will cast a spell on herself, the air around is very cool, you know, so I hold her as an ice bag."

Chiyoko's eyes widened: "Is there any such thing? This is too foul! But it doesn't matter, we can install the air conditioner after repairing.

"I'm wondering if the entire heating and cooling system is used, but the air conditioner is also turned on in winter, and we can't afford the electricity bill. After all, the summer is only two months, and the cold days in winter are combined for four months, sometimes five months."

In Japan, it snows in November in some years, and when the cherry blossoms begin to bloom in March of the following year, the weather will be terribly cold in the morning and evening.

Kazuma their kotatsu are usually put away in late March.

Chiyoko waved his hand: "Stop talking, I'm going to make red beans, brother, please go back to sleep."

Kazuma glanced at the alarm clock, yawned and lay down again, and inserted the safety pistol back under the pillow.

Then he turned his head and glanced at Honami, Chiyoko's noise did not awaken the sleeping beauty at all.

At this time, Kazuma suddenly noticed that Honami's eye circles were actually very heavy, probably covered by cosmetics.

As for last night, Kazuma was drunk last night and I didn't pay much attention to it.

It seemed that the election campaign broke her heart.

Kazuma reached out and stroked Honami's hair lightly: "Thank you."