[JOJO] BOSS Survival Diary

After that, it seemed like everyday topics were discussed.

But Trixie felt that after the man answered, during the quiet time in the room, maybe the mother showed something in the silence that she had never seen before.

She can't see.

but--

"Is there...anything else going on lately? Are you in a hurry to leave?" Donatella asked.

"..." The man looked at her, as if he was taken aback by this undisguised retention, and then he lowered his eyelids: "Not busy."

"That's right." Donatella's voice was tinged with a smile, "Then let Trish and I go to the sea together."

"—"

Straightforward request.

But compared to the question of "he actually made a request", Trixie felt that the surprise of "is that all?" on his face was more.

After a long time, he finally restrained his abnormal expression——

"it is good."

——Answer like this.

Go to the sea with him.

Trish blinked, his eyes moved away from the small holes, and then he hung the photo frame back in place.

Sure enough, we still knew each other before, otherwise why would my mother say that.

But... who the hell?

There were many sentences in the conversation between them that she couldn't quite understand, and many answers were hidden in the ordinary daily life.

It was so obscure that she couldn't understand it.

If he hadn't seen the cowboy go in to inform, Trixie would almost have thought that his mother knew that he was eavesdropping.

The little girl snorted and pushed open the door.

Whoever that person is, there's still a lot to do today.Now that their conversation is almost done, it's time to urge mother to take her medicine.

Before going downstairs, Trish walked towards the cowboy who was still standing at the door.

The cowboy's expression was a bit inexplicable, until the girl stepped on his slippers, and he squatted down grinning.

"Wow, take it easy, Miss." He whispered, "Danna is still talking."

It's really easy to be scared.

He didn't dare to yell even though he was stepped on.

"Don't tell them that I came up." She put her hands on her hips with a serious expression, "Otherwise I'll throw your shoes at the door later."

"......"

Perhaps the threat was too strong, the corner of the cowboy's eyes twitched, and he made a gesture of surrender, indicating that he would definitely not say anything.

Satisfied, Trish went downstairs.

The next step is to boil the water at the usual pace, but before that, the table must be cleared——

When it was almost done, the man also came down the stairs.

He didn't know when he tied up his hair and put on a hat, which seemed to be a ponytail. Only the long pink hair hanging down behind him could be seen.

After seeing her, he froze for a moment, then raised his hand and pressed down his hat.

Trish blinked.

Did this person pretend he didn't see her?

...Wow, I just talked to my mother about going to see the sea with them, and that's it now.

but......

"Hello." Trixie trotted over and said, "Are you Mommy's friend?"

"..."

As if he didn't expect that she would take the initiative to ask questions, the man looked down at her for a while before nodding.

But it doesn't look like a bad guy.

Although I knew a little bit just now, it is more reassuring to confirm face to face.

"And you two big men are here, so you can't ask your mother to come down and cook, right? Then come and help me, I can't handle lunch alone." Trixiu said, "Can you cook? If not, cut Is the food okay?"

As if overwhelmed by the girl's upright look, the man took a while before making a single sound of "ah".

What is this man.

Terry wondered.

Isn't it just an ordinary idiot?

...but having said that....

Trish pursed her lips.

Weird feeling.

Now getting closer, it becomes more obvious.

That sense of intimacy that feels like being pulled, that can't be ignored.

"Hol Hess." While Trixie was still thinking, the man turned his head to look at the cowboy who had just walked down the stairs, "Look at her, I'll go cook."

"Huh? Wait, Dana, I take care of the kids—?"

It seemed that he still had lingering fears about the kick just now, and the cowboy known as Hall Hoss showed a painful expression.

The man didn't answer, just glanced at him blankly.

"...I'm sorry, I'll just do it!!"

......what.

Wait, didn't you want to help? Why did she suddenly become sitting next to her?

A question mark appeared on the head of Trish, who was carried by the cowboy to the sofa.

"...Did you just buy it today?" The man opened the refrigerator, picked up a green onion, showed a thoughtful look, and then looked sideways at her, "What do you want to eat?"

...Is it possible that you can eat anything you want?

Does this man think he is a chef? It doesn't look like he is particularly good at cooking.

"...the doctor said Mommy needs a lighter diet," she whispered, "but I want Lisodol."

"Fried rice? Children should eat less fried rice."

"If you don't know how to cook, just tell me!" The girl pouted, "Anyway, if mom wants to eat light, just cook porridge or noodles. You can't even cook pasta, right?"

The girl said angrily.

On the contrary, the man stared at her for a while, then suddenly laughed.

"Okay," he said, "that's what you said."

"?!"

Oops, could, could she have accidentally let the tasty lunch slip away? !

Trixie glared at him, and was about to jump up from the sofa to ask him to reason, but was held down by Hall Hoss.

The cowboy made a "please" look, as if he was afraid that she would cause some trouble.

She and the cowboy stared at each other for a while, then turned around and snorted.

...isn't it just a meal, what's the big deal.

Trish watched the man take off his hat, began to chop vegetables, opened the refrigerator and took out noodles.

...I really need to cook noodles.

She frowned, a little disappointed.

Forget it, I just don't know how to do it anyway... Out of sight, out of mind, the little girl grabbed the fashion magazine next to her to cover her face, and decided not to look at him.

Hole Hoss scratched his head while watching Trish, who seemed to be concentrating on reading the magazine again, and finally sighed helplessly, shrugging his shoulders towards the man who was still cooking.

Trish dozed off reading magazines.

She didn't realize she was asleep until the cowboy patted her on the shoulder to wake her up.

She rubbed her eyes, her mind cleared up, and she realized what her lunch might be today, and she couldn't cheer up at all.

but--

There was an aroma.

Aroma that does not belong to pasta.

She opened her eyes wide, jumped off the sofa, and ran to the dining table——

"Liar—" she exclaimed, "Obviously I didn't see you taking rice——!!"

"Yeah." The man served her fried rice, "but I can do magic."

A big liar, lied to her that she couldn't do it, but she still did it.

Trish stared at the fried rice, battling his deceitful indignation and lust for good food.

In the end, appetite KOs indignation.

The man looked at the little girl who buried her head in the fried rice, and stared at her blankly for a long while.

Then he came back to his senses, laughed and rubbed her head.

The author has something to say: I will bully children all day long [

Trish, how can you say that your father can't cook?

Look how big a family he has supported

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