I raised weirdos in tokyo

The little monk honestly brought a basin of hot water and put it in the host's room.

"Thank you for your hard work, that's all for tonight, go to rest first."

The host waved his hand and looked at the pot of hot water that was emitting white smoke.

At this temperature, I am afraid that cockroaches will be directly scalded to death if they fall.

The little monk didn't understand what the host was thinking, but he retreated obediently.

Yui Kujo found that his body was not controlled by the real thing, and he could move freely. With his feet moving forward, he stepped into the host's room with one step.

There was only one small candle burning in the host's room at this time.

Then he picked up his nose, hesitated for a long time, put his nose on top of the bucket, hesitated.

Just by the water vapor, he was already so hot that he began to sweat, and his face turned red.

Good guy, dare he put his nose in scalding water?

Kujo Yui stood aside, frowning.

This is true.

Although the host hesitated for a long time, it was like putting his nose in a bucket.

As the expression on his face became ferocious, it must be very hot, but he didn't dare to cry out.

He picked up the towel that was set aside and bit it in his mouth.

Kujo Yui couldn't help sweating while watching, and even touched his nose.

Wouldn't this really scald all the olfactory organs directly?
But the host was unexpectedly tolerant.

After a while, the familiar temperature became much calmer, and it was soaked in water for more than half an hour before being taken out.

If the nose used to be eggplant, then the nose now is braised eggplant.

Kujo Yui looked at the red nose and didn't know where to complain.

But the host didn't pay much attention to it, but picked up a towel and rubbed his nose back and forth.

Also push the nose to the height of a normal person.

After pushing like this for a long time, the nose does seem to be not so long, but the nose is still hanging, and the tip of the nose is still big.

The host hopefully took off the towel, put it on the nose, and then thought it would be better, but when he let go, the nose drooped like before, and it seemed to become more swollen due to the soaking in boiling water.

The host shook his head, put the towel on again, and then lay down on the tatami and went back to sleep.

Kujo Yui crossed his hands and looked at the host's red nose.

"Does this guy, Emotion, think that this can make the nose smaller?"

Kujo Yui couldn't help but click twice, and then it was morning, and the little monk knocked on the door of the host's room.

After the host responded, he opened the door and walked in.

Still holding the new day's clothes and itinerary in his hand, the monk stood at the door in a daze.

"What's the matter, is there a problem?"

The host was a little drowsy, but he still remembered what he did last night, thinking that the operation finally saw results.

"Master, your nose?"

The little monk hesitated for a long time, and kept making gestures with his hands, but in the end he still didn't say anything.

After taking care of the host as usual, he left in a hurry.

Kujo Yui poked his head out from the host's room and watched the little monk leave just now. The little monk laughed silently when he saw his companions.

"Let me tell you, the host's nose is as red as a pig's trotter!"

"So fierce? What did he do yesterday?"

"I don't know either. In the middle of the night yesterday, he suddenly asked me to bring him a pot of boiling water, and then told me to go out."

Of course, these little monks were not stupid, they guessed what the host wanted to do right away.

"He wouldn't actually put his nose in boiling water."

"Put your nose in boiling water? Whose idea is that?"

"It seems that an aunt who came to pay homage said it unintentionally."

The young monks discussed endlessly, and still regarded the host's nose as a joke.

Kujo Yui turned his head and looked at the host in the room.

The host was touching his nose in the mirror.

For some reason, there was a happy expression on his face.

"Is my nose getting smaller?"

"No, brother, your nose is not only red, it seems to be bigger."

Kutiao Wei couldn't help complaining, of course the host couldn't hear what Kutiao Wei said.

At the end of the day, the expression on the host's face was full of happiness.

He is no longer submissive when he sees people, and his behavior at this time is quite confident.

The monks were also surprised by the contrast of hosting.

Yesterday I was still depressed because of being laughed at by customers about my nose, why did I suddenly think about it today, not to mention that my nose didn't get smaller, and it even turned red?
It's just that no one dared to say directly why your nose is so red.

And the host simply thought that everyone's surprised eyes on him were due to changes in his nose.

Not because it got better, but because it got weirder.

The next night, the chairman called two more young monks.

Another bucket of boiling water was brought.

Kutiao Wei leaned against the door, just watching this, what new tricks does this host want to do?

The two young monks were very surprised.

"Host, you asked us to come here, do you want?"

"Help me with my nose."

"what?"

The two young monks didn't understand the situation.

It's just that there are no facial features, and they looked at each other, even if they couldn't see clearly, they knew the doubts written on their faces.

I saw the host soaking his nose in boiling water as usual.The two young monks felt their scalps tingle when they saw it.

"Host, isn't this hot for you?"

"Oh, small problem, small problem, don't worry about it."

The host waved his hand, but his face had a relaxed expression, as if he didn't care about the fact that he was being scalded.

The two young monks were also waiting for the host to burn their noses.

After a while the host stood up, his nose was as red as his face after being soaked in boiling water.

The two young monks still hadn't figured out what the host was going to do.

But there was still a young monk who took the initiative to speak.

"Host, what is this?"

The host got down on his stomach and put his nose in front of him.

The chin is cushioned with a pillow.

"Come here and help me step on my nose."

The two young monks spoke in unison. "Ah?" The voice froze in place.

Thinking about the host, did he say something wrong?
The host advised the two young monks to do it quickly, otherwise the effect will be bad if the nose gets cold later.

"You move faster, if it gets cold later, the effect will not be good."

"Master, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Just make sure, don't talk nonsense, I won't punish you."

The host urged the young monks, although they didn't understand, they still followed suit.

The two young students began to step on you, and I stepped on it, but the nose is still a part of the human body.

The host bit his own arm, trying hard not to cry out with pain.

His face, which was already flushed, felt as if it was going to smoke from being anxious.

Kujo Yui shook his head, lamenting the danger and helplessness of human beings.