Zongman: Nohara Shinnosuke is about to be chopped off

"Ding dong ding dong"

Shin-chan stood in front of Shizuka Hiratsuka's apartment door full of anticipation and pressed the doorbell.

After a while, the door slowly opened.

"Xiao Xin, you're here! Come in quickly."

Hiratsuka Shizuka's face was full of enthusiasm, her eyes were full of joy, and she quickly invited Xiaoxin into the house.

"Ah Jing, do you have a lot of bottles and jars here?"

Xiaoxin walked into the room and looked around curiously, his head turning and his eyes full of confusion.

"Come on, come on, follow me, right here."

The corners of Shizuka Hiratsuka's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sly smile.

She walked in front and led Xiaoxin into the guest room.

In the guest room, all of Shizuka Hiratsuka's online-purchased products were piled up randomly, and the entire room was so crowded that there was almost no place to stand.

"I'm so sorry, this is such a mess."

Shizuka Hiratsuka sighed in distress, frowned slightly, and helplessness appeared in her eyes.

"In this environment, it may be difficult to find the collectibles you want."

Hiratsuka Shizuka shook her head helplessly, her eyes full of disappointment.

"Then let me help you clean up the room."

Xiaoxin pursed his lips and nodded seriously.

"I'm so sorry. I've already troubled you so much, but I still want you to help me clean the room."

Shizuka Hiratsuka clasped her hands together, her eyes full of gratitude.

"It's okay. I'll just consider it as a way of repaying you for taking care of me. But are there really any glass bottles that look like skulls?"

Xiaoxin shook his head and didn't care much about it.

Then he asked Hiratsuka Shizuka seriously, with anticipation glittering in his eyes.

"Don't worry, it must be there."

Shizuka Hiratsuka patted her chest, her face serious, with confidence in her eyes.

"But Jing, you are too lazy. It's winter and you still have your fan here."

Xiaoxin pointed at the electric fan beside him, looking helpless.

Generally speaking, electric fans would be disassembled and put in the storage cabinet after the summer, but Shizuka Hiratsuka left it upright there, taking up a lot of space.

"Well... well, actually I am a very nostalgic person."

Hiratsuka Shizuka cleared her throat awkwardly and tried to argue seriously.

"what?"

Shin-chan tilted his head and looked at Hiratsuka Shizuka in confusion, his eyes full of confusion.

"Think about it, isn't it a bit cruel to take out the fan when you need it and disassemble and hide it when you don't need it?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka tried hard to explain to Shin-chan. She felt that with Shin-chan's unusual way of thinking, he might believe this strange statement, and her eyes were full of anticipation.

“That does sound reasonable.”

Shin-chan nodded seriously, agreeing with what Hiratsuka Shizuka said.

"That's right, that's it."

Hiratsuka Shizuka nodded with satisfaction, her eyes full of pride.

Xiaoxin is really easy to deceive.

"By the way, Ajing, have you been taking your medicine on time recently?"

Shin-chan turned around and looked at Hiratsuka Shizuka seriously, his eyes full of concern.

"Thank you for your concern, I don't need it."

Hiratsuka Shizuka rolled her eyes helplessly, with a hint of embarrassment in her eyes.

Shizuka Hiratsuka and Shin-chan disassembled the electric fan and put it back into the closet nearby.

"Next, throw away some useless things."

Shizuka Hiratsuka glanced at the various items she had bought, those things that she would never touch again after using them once, with a hint of determination in her eyes.

"Ah Jing, didn't you just say that you are a nostalgic person?"

Shin-chan looked at Hiratsuka Shizuka with a puzzled look.

Hiratsuka Shizuka pretended not to hear and did not respond to Shin-chan.

"Alas, this recipe book, I originally wanted to cook for myself, but now I eat takeout or convenience stores every day."

Shizuka Hiratsuka took out a cookbook she bought online, flipped through it a few times, and then threw it into the trash can, shaking her head with regret in her eyes.

"Ah Jing, don't be so hasty to make a decision. If you break your leg going down the stairs one day, maybe this recipe book will still be useful."

Xiaoxin picked up the recipe from the trash can, his eyes full of worry.

"You can't say anything nice."

Shizuka Hiratsuka rolled her eyes at Shin-chan with a hint of anger in her eyes.

"Other situations could also occur, such as suddenly gaining several pounds and becoming too embarrassed to see anyone."

Xiaoxin guessed and nodded seriously.

"Don't worry, that day won't happen."

Shizuka Hiratsuka took the recipe from Shin-chan's hand and put it back into the trash can, her eyes full of determination.

“You have to throw this away too.”

Xiaoxin picked up a white piece of clothing, frowned slightly, and his eyes were full of reluctance.

"Throw it away."

Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes were determined, without the slightest hesitation.

It was clearly Shizuka Hiratsuka's thing, but Shin-chan acted even more reluctant to part with it than Shizuka Hiratsuka.

With the help of Shin-chan, Shizuka Hiratsuka cleaned the entire guest room.

"Well, sure enough, the house looks much bigger after cleaning."

Shizuka Hiratsuka put her hands on her hips and looked at the neat and clean guest room, her eyes full of joy.