【Hua Ning】Throat seal

When Hanako rushed back to the mansion to catch the bell, she saw Yashiro Ningning curled up on the sofa, balls of wool balled up by her feet, and she was knitting something familiar in her hands.

The three-coloured cat was lying on the carpet, tangling the curled wool into a mess with soft meat balls, but she was not angry, and pretended to be sullen and bent her index finger to hit the kitten on the head. The three-coloured cat was aggrieved With a cry, he hugged her fingers and bit them lightly with his deciduous teeth.The old waiter was sitting on the opposite sofa drinking tea, and the two chatted happily, making Hanako feel that she was the one who went to the wrong door.

"Ah, Master No. [-]!" The waiter was the first to see him. Seeing that his hair was wet, he hurriedly put down his teacup to get a dry towel.It was snowing heavily outside, and he rushed back from the port with blood on his body.The wooden support of the cane was broken, and a cold light of the blade was faintly exposed, which made the candlelight even colder.

"Hanako-kun!" Yaxun Ningning put down the knitted fabric in his hand, trotted two steps to take the cloak he took off, and the three-three cat meowed and followed behind her—it was too small to walk They are not stable, they stumble, and they are about to fall after two steps.

Hanako lowered her head to pinch the nape of its neck, and brought it to her eyes.The little milk cat softly pushed his face with its paws, its soft fur was full of sweet milk fragrance.

"...Where did this cat come from?"

Baxun Ningning threw the stained clothes into the washing bucket, hesitated for a moment, "Well... I saw it in the garden this morning, the housekeeper grandpa said it might snow tonight, it's too small, I'm afraid..."

She raised her eyes and glanced at Huazi quickly, seeing that he looked normal, without frowning or any other expressions, and then continued: "I asked the housekeeper grandpa, he said you are not allergic to cat hair, so he decided on his own... …Excuse me, do you not like cats?"

Hanako didn't speak, her eyes wandered around Sanhuamao, and then fell on Yaxun Ningning.

She has been in the mansion for about a week, at first she just locked herself in the room, she was too embarrassed to even ask where the toilet was, and when she asked her anything, she trembled, and when she was forced, she would show a look of imminent anger. An expression about to cry.

Hanako has never been in contact with girls, so she doesn't know how to deal with them at all. The old waiter is getting old, and he doesn't know what the adolescent girls are thinking. I hope that this little girl can get close to me, as long as she stays in the mansion honestly, she will be lucky not to cause any trouble.

——Then in the early morning of the next day, No. 12 hours after Baxun Ningning twitched and cried, he opened the window and saw the little girl wearing the white dress bought by the waiter, squatting in the garden and actively tending flowers and plants.

"..."

He looked back at the waiter, who had a helpless expression on his face: "Miss Baxun regained her energy after sleeping... She said that she had studied gardening for three years, so she volunteered to do some gardening."

Hanako nodded, didn't pay much attention to it, it was just a garden, he thought, let her go.

What followed was a cookie that she had never seen before after lunch—according to the waiter, she had learned baking for three years. Escorted down to bake cookies and cakes.The waiter told her that Hanako didn't like cream, so the little girl left the cake for herself and asked the waiter to bring him the cookies.

"...Why has she studied everything for three years?"

"More than that," the waiter counted with his fingers, "besides that, there are sewing, planting and a little singing skills, Miss Yaxun said, if you want, Mrs. Seven, she can come and sing you a bedtime song .”

"........."

Let her go, he held his forehead and thought, let her go, it doesn't matter, think about the benefits, it's much better than yesterday's timid and afraid to speak out, almost crying when he asked a question.

He felt a headache, so he took a bite of the cookie with the black tea, and unexpectedly, it tasted good.