Chapter 13 Women and women are different
Namikaze Yukuru has been working at Oda Shingo's place for several hours.
"Ah, can I use the bathroom at your house?" Namikaze Yukaku asked softly and embarrassedly.
"You're welcome, please." Oda Shingo didn't even raise his head.
Namikaze Youkaku entered the small toilet room and carefully locked the door.
It's so cramped, even worse than where I live.
Due to Namikaze Yukaku's personal habits and the bat ninjutsu she had practiced since childhood, it was difficult for her to live in groups.
Easily scares people...
Even though the conditions are not good, he can still continue to create comics in such an environment. Namikaze Yukaku thought in his mind, and couldn't help but reposition his evaluation of Oda Shingo again.
This is perfectly in line with the stories my father told about heroes who came from poor families when they were young.
Um, maybe he should be called the Big Devil? Namikaze Yukaku remembered the teacher's casual comment.
Namikaze Youkaku gently pulled the door lock.
Is the lock not working well? She carefully kept her hand on the handle, fearing someone might break in.
Flush the water first, and then he can't hear the sound...
Namikaze Yukaku blushed a little.
After growing up, this was the first time I used someone else's toilet, and it was also the first time I entered a boy's house.
After leaving the bathroom, Namikaze Yukaku glanced cautiously.
Oda Shingo was still concentrating on drawing at the table, not paying attention to himself at all.
Secretly heaving a sigh of relief, Namikaze Yukaku returned to the table and started painting again.
In fact, she was overly worried. Oda Shingo really didn't notice her.
As a ninja, Yukaku Namikaze always subconsciously adopts hidden professional habits in her actions, which is also an important reason why she has few friends.
If you weren't beautiful, you might be completely marginalized or invisible. But even if you barely pay attention to her, you will feel a cold feeling.
It’s a feeling of wandering in the dark, specializing in the bleakest things.
The two of them just painted in silence.
After a long time, Oda Shingo suddenly looked up: "Hey? Namikaze-kun, have you used the bathroom?"
Namikaze Yukaku's face felt a little hot: "I've used it."
"..." Oda Shingo didn't know what to say.
He was completely unaware.
Okay, keep drawing.
Under the light, both of them were concentrating, and only rustling sounds could be heard.
Oda Shingo suddenly thought of something: Huh? Could You He be the legendary teammate who comes and goes without a trace?
Give it a try.
"Namikaze-kun?" Oda Shingo suddenly whispered.
Whoosh——
Yukaku Namikaze seemed to disappear instantly at the painting table.
Then, suddenly, Oda Shingo appeared behind him.
Oda Shingo suddenly broke into sweat!
I guessed it right!
Is there any supernatural power in this world?
Speaking of which, my own soul penetration and system are typical supernatural powers. What else is weird?
However, just for a moment, it was just a feeling.
Oda Shingo confirmed the status.
Namikaze Yukaku was light, fast, and had long legs. He stepped over and appeared behind me.
This is very reasonable!
Oda Shingo decided to give up further thinking.
Anyway, we don’t care about so much work, as long as she is willing to do it for me!
"Ah!" Until ten o'clock in the evening, Oda Shingo suddenly said.
Yukaku Namikaze, who was concentrating on painting, was startled.
"Sorry! I forgot that you haven't eaten yet." Oda Shingo stood up quickly.
In the past, he was a big-shot producer in the animation industry. He had assistant services and often ignored the details of life.
Now that there is a girl by his side, he seems to have returned to the state of his previous life, and as a result, he forgets about eating. "I-I'm not hungry yet." Namikaze Yukaku quickly politely said.
"No, no, let me make some food." Oda Shingo began to look through the inventory.
But what kind of food can be found in a small house?
Fortunately, there were two boxes of instant noodles and one rice ball left, and the rest were all eaten.
"This..." Oda Shingo scratched his head.
"Ah, let me boil the water." Namikaze Yukaku hurried over to help.
This is a habit of Japanese women. They have been exposed to various influences since childhood, and they have developed an attitude that they should help at such times.
Oda Shingo was a little uncomfortable with it. Although I had never been in a serious relationship in my previous life, I felt that I couldn't meet such a girl in my original life circle.
While the water was boiling, Oda Shingo continued to paint, as did Namikaze Yukaku.
The whistle sounded when the hot water was boiling, and Namikaze Yukaku took the initiative to get up and go make some noodles.
The noodles started to soak, and then, both of them forgot...
"When our comics become popular, I will hire an assistant." Half an hour later, Oda Shingo said.
"Good idea." Namikaze Yukaku responded fluently while eating mushy instant noodles.
It seems like this is the first time I have eaten with a boy?
How many times have I fantasized about having my first meal in a luxurious French restaurant with the boy I like?
Unexpectedly, the reality is like this. Namikaze Youkaku secretly shrugged his shoulders, feeling a little regretful but not paying much attention.
It tastes pretty good and tastes delicious.
"By the way, the advertisements for Nissin's instant noodles have always been unreliable." Oda Shingo said with a smile.
After saying this, I felt a little regretful. Although there is this brand in the world, the advertising style is not necessarily the same.
"That's right! I think so too." Namikaze Yukaku greatly agreed.
Actually got it right?
"Ah, isn't one box of instant noodles enough? Here's a rice ball." Oda Shingo broke the remaining rice ball in half with a napkin.
Then, he handed over half the rice ball.
Namikaze Yukaku stared blankly.
"How about adding it to instant noodles?" Oda Shingo saw that she didn't answer, so he made a thoughtless inference.
Even, he actually did it.
A sentence appeared in Namikaze Yukaku's mind. He didn't know when he saw it in a life philosophy book.
That's a sentence from "The Grudgeful Housewife":
[Men's brains, like their lower bodies, twitch from time to time. ]
At that time, Namikaze Youkaku didn’t understand this sentence at all.
Now, she seemed to understand the second half of the sentence.
Well, I don’t hope to understand everything in the future, Namikaze Yukaku subconsciously thought.
Oda Shingo stuffed the remaining half of the rice ball into his bowl and kept pounding it with a plastic fork: "Add the rice ball to the remaining soup of instant noodles so that the rice grains can absorb the soup. This is a method I accidentally discovered. tasty."
Namikaze Yukaku followed the instructions curiously.
Then she took a taste.
Oda Shingo looked at her, worried about what the reaction would be.
If it were a woman from my previous life, I'm afraid she would glare at me, right?
Isn’t there a saying that I would rather cry in a BMW than laugh on the back of a bicycle?
"How do you feel?" Oda Shingo tried to ask.
Namikaze Yukaku opened his mouth to answer...
Woo buzz————
At this time, there was a loud noise of a tram passing by outside the window.
The girl's voice was swallowed up by the roar.
Oda Shingo only saw that the young girl was smiling under the light.
She even stuck out her little pink tongue and quickly licked back a grain of rice from the corner of her mouth...
Oda Shingo understood.
No need to ask.
In his mind, he also recalled a sentence from the book.
That's a sentence from "Memoirs of a Golden Wedding":
[Men and men are always the same. Women and women are different. ]
Seeking for further reading (Tushita seat)
(End of this chapter)