The villain's love literacy

"If you feel inconvenient, you can use another bathroom at the end of the corridor."

After all, the blond man lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then reorganized his words.

"Maybe the other one is too far away. You might be afraid if you wake up at night. I'll put my supplies over there in a while. You can use the one that is closer here alone."

"Ah, it's really unnecessary, it's really troublesome for you."

Sylvia quickly refused, how could she squeeze him away just because she came to stay for a few days?

"Well... If this is the case, then you are free to choose both sides, I don't mind."

He didn't refuse anymore, and then led her to the room where she would live in the next few days. It was very clean and tidy, there was no dust on the tatami, and there were basic furniture.

"I'm going to get the mattress and quilt, you put the things down first."

In fact, she didn't bring much, just a few changes of clothes and necessary items. Sylvia put the backpack on a cabinet, and turned to look at a painting of plum blossoms on the wall and a shelf in front of her. of a Japanese samurai sword.

His family was indeed rich—and it still is, one person can afford such a big house.

"Then I'll put things here for you first."

The voice suddenly came from behind, and Sylvia was shocked. He walked without a sound, and she didn't realize when he walked to the door and how long he had been looking there.

"Clean up slowly, and I'll call you when dinner is ready."

"Let me help you."

She immediately said, he had kindly let her live in, so he can't let him do everything, right?Even if it was just a little help, she was really sorry.

"No, you put your things away first."

Yoshikage Kira said flatly, and closed the door for her.

In any case, Ji Liang is indeed a man who can't jump out of any faults. When she takes out the things in the suitcase and puts them back to the kitchen, he is still wearing the apron from last time, with his back to her back and forth on the stove. and move between chopping boards.

"Is it ready? Let's wait at the dining table for a while."

Bursts of beef and the strong smell of curry penetrated into her nostrils, and then her stomach gurgled.

Hearing that the blond man in the kitchen seemed to chuckle, she hurried away in embarrassment, her cheeks were a little hot.

In a somewhat weird atmosphere, the two finished their meal in silence. This time was a little different from last time, after all, she would be living in his house from today on.

If Kira hadn't had a crush during his or her college years, then maybe this was the first time he'd lived with another woman, too.

Even though they have been familiar with each other since childhood, even Yoshikage Kira was a little cautious this time, and she could see that he was a little nervous.

Could it be that he really never had...?

After the meal, the two went back to their respective rooms without disturbing each other. Sylvia felt that it was boring, and she couldn't ask Fusheng to come out to chat. She was not sure how well the sound insulation effect of the room here was.

There is also a TV to watch, but most of the time it is used as background sound, and she doesn't watch the content very much.

From the suitcase, she found a manga book specially designed to relieve boredom. It was a single volume of Kishibe Rohan's works—since she was working for him now, she also wanted to get a general idea of ​​what kind of works he was creating.

"Pink and Dark Boy" is indeed an excellent work. No wonder Kishibe Rohan said at such a young age, "I have made enough money so I don't want to stay in Tokyo anymore."

A long time passed without knowing it, and Sylvia, who was immersed in the plot, didn't realize it at all.

The TV was still playing, but she couldn't hear it anymore.

"Yayoi?"

Someone knocked on the door tentatively outside.

"Ah, please come in!"

She hurriedly looked up from the book, and then saw the blond man open the door, saw that the TV was still on, and she was still holding the comic book in her hand, Yoshikage Kira frowned disapprovingly.

Sylvia suddenly remembered that Kira had a very regular schedule. She was so busy reading comic books that she completely forgot about time.

Living alone, no one cares about what time she sleeps and wakes up. After quitting her job as a teacher, she almost "compensates" herself excessively after she no longer has to go to work, prepare lessons, and have no teaching pressure.

Especially since she has just returned to modern times from the "ancient" era, she has no scruples.

"Um, is it already late?"

Kira raised his wrist and glanced at the time.

"It's 10:30, you should go to bed."

"Okay, I'm going to wash up now."

Sylvia immediately got up from the bed, put the book next to the pillow, and turned off the TV.

"I'll see you again in 10 minutes."

Ji Liang stood at the door, and Sylvia walked out of the room holding the cosmetic bag almost close to his body, and the man shook his head after she walked away.

When Sylvia came out of the bathroom, she found that Kira had not gone back, but had been in her room.

The comic book next to the pillow was placed on the cabinet, the clothes she had changed were neatly folded and put aside, and even the messy bed was remade.

"Sleep if you have nothing to do, I'll turn off the light for you."

Yoshikage Kira folded her arms and waited for her to lie down on the tatami mattress at the door—to be honest, even when she was with Katz in her previous life, she had never been taken care of so carefully, and he would let her She goes to bed early.

I'm afraid that the comic book was taken away because she didn't want her to get up secretly and continue reading, so Sylvia could only nod, and she got into the bed obediently and pulled up the quilt.

"Okay, thanks. Good night, Kira."

But the blond man approached her again, knelt down and tucked in the quilt for her, and then covered her exposed feet.

His shadow loomed over him, and the distance was so close, but it was not the first time she noticed that Kira's appearance was really handsome, and she didn't know why he had blond hair and blue eyes even though he was an Asian.

At this angle of backlight, she could even see herself appearing in his pupils, a shadow looking up at him.

The tenderness in the man's eyes flashed across, Sylvia blinked and opened them again, and he straightened up and walked away.

Yoshikage Kira stood up and walked quietly to the door.

"Do you need to get up early for work tomorrow?"

"Well, I don't have a job yet."

Sylvia turned her head to look at him from afar.

"OK, good night."

Ji Liang turned off the light for her, and gently closed the door. She heard his footsteps walking away and the sound of the paper door next door being opened, and then there was silence.

Forgot to bring her little alarm clock. When Sylvia woke up the next morning, she found that it was already daylight. She looked at the watch that she kept next to her pillow instead of the comic book last night. It was already past ten o'clock .

At this time, probably Kira should have left?

Yawning, she got up from the bed, and went to wash with her things in a daze as if she hadn't woken up.

After finishing familiarization, when passing by the restaurant, she saw something on the table. Sylvia went closer to check it. It was a disc with a metal lid, but she couldn't see what was inside.

Putting the small cosmetic bag on the stool for the time being, Sylvia gently opened the lid, and inside was the slightly steaming omelet rice. The golden egg skin was not damaged at all, and the surface was smooth with a tiny sheen. The M-shaped ketchup on top makes everything look more attractive.

Sylvia couldn't help but rubbed her stomach gently.

Suddenly, she found a note under the other side of the plate, gently put the lid aside, and she pulled out the pressed note.

It was left by Kira, and the handwriting was even better than he remembered. He explained that he guessed that it was close to noon when she woke up, so he skipped breakfast and prepared lunch for her, remembering to heat it in the microwave before eating.

She suddenly felt that she had an old father.

Yoshikage Kira was so considerate. Even though he had to get up early to go to work, he still took his precious time to make lunch for her.

On the third turn of the omurice in the microwave, Sylvia suddenly decided she needed to do something, too.

She didn't plan to go out originally, after she finished her meal and washed the dishes, she went out with her satchel on her back.

It has been a long time since she went to S City to go to college, and after returning to work in Grape Hill High School, she immediately rented a nearby house so that she can walk to work. In fact, she has not returned to this villa area for a long time.

According to previous impressions, she found a small commercial area to provide convenience for nearby residents, so she would not have to go shopping in the town center every time.

The price of green vegetables is more expensive than she imagined. Japanese vegetables and fruits are already higher than Italian ones, and the ones in this area are even more expensive than ordinary ones.

Sylvia shook her head, it's really a place where rich people can afford to live, if only she could drive, but she doesn't have a car now.

In fact, she is not very good at cooking, and there is no way to compare with Kira's craftsmanship. She had to buy some shiitake mushrooms, konjac, chrysanthemum chrysanthemum, cabbage and some chopped meat. The flavorful condensed soup can be eaten as a Japanese-style hot pot.

She remembered that it could be done at Kira's house. Last time she saw a pot and an induction cooker at the kitchen door.

When Ji Liang returned home as usual, another pair of shoes at the door made him stunned for a moment, and then the smell coming from the room made him quicken his pace.

The table had already been cooked, and the transparent lid was covered with water vapor. It was impossible to see what was inside, but he could roughly judge some of the ingredients from the taste.

A complicated mood spread in his heart. He was silent for two seconds and looked around. He found neither Sylvia in the kitchen nor her figure in the living room.

He quickly walked to the room next to him and opened the door. Sylvia was still turning on the TV as the background like last night, holding her comic book in her hand.

No one in the family had ever waited for his return like this. He had always been alone and intended to always be alone.

But the little "accident" that occurred this time caused some deviation from his original idea.

"Oh, Kira, you're back."

Hearing the voice, she raised her head and said.

"I don't know how long it will take you to get home. Everything is cooked, and it is now in heat preservation mode. You can eat it directly when you are ready."

The blond man clenched the briefcase before he could put it down. He wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, Kira?"

Sylvia stood up, a little puzzled.

"……nothing."

After a while, Kira shifted from looking into her eyes to staring at the picture on the TV.

"You don't need to do these things in the future, I will just do it."