Make money do not disturb

"Grind, grind! Wake up!"

In Bunkyo District, a house built inside.

Wearing a gas mask, Sakuma woke up the three-flowered cat boy who had been playing games all night and slept until the sun was three poles: "Come here quickly, something big is going to happen!"

"Hmm...something is wrong...Gravity disappears, is the world destroyed..." The golden color of the high school days faded from the tips of the hair, the black-haired boy got under the quilt, and said in a hoarse voice, "Wei, let me sleep again ...1 minute is fine..."

"No, this matter is more terrible than the destruction of the world! Grinding you and going to sleep, our family will be finished!"

Sakuma couldn't wait, dragged him and his quilt from the bedroom to the living room, and then without waiting for the other party's reaction, opened the French windows of the living room with a "crash".

In the next second, a stench comparable to 1000 bottles of canned herring swept across the living room like a tornado passing through.

"Ouch... this... what... the smell!"

Almost like a conditioned reflex before dying, Grinding lifted the quilt, jumped up from the ground, scrambled and ran to close the floor-to-ceiling window: "This... vomit... what the hell is... vomit... what's going on...!"

"Wooooow, that's why I said, it's more terrible than the destruction of the world!" Through the mask, Sakuma wanted to cry without tears, then pointed to the yard covered with fine gravel outside the window, and said, "Look, it's full of cat feces !"

"Grinding, the stray cats around use our yard as cat litter, and they all come here to shit!!!"

Grinding: "..."

Things have to start talking about a month ago.

After the university entrance ceremony, Mo Mo and Sakuma chose the one-household building where they live now, and after signing the contract that day, they contacted the company to set a moving date.

The contract is a lease agreement.

At that time, Kurobi asked curiously, given the financial strength of the two of them, why didn't they go to a wealthy area like Shirokane Takanawa, or buy a high-end apartment near Roppongi.

In this regard, the two actually have their own considerations.

Japan's construction laws are strict, and for ordinary apartments, almost any form of housing modification is prohibited.

Not to mention sealing up a balcony, or knocking down a non-load-bearing wall, even if a TV wall is installed on the inner wall of the house, the other half of the wall still belongs to the neighbor next door.

Furthermore, high-end apartments have many management regulations and high management fees, and owners' meetings must be held every now and then.If a new neighbor moves in next door, you have to send a gift up and down, left and right to say hello.

As for buying a house, what a house buys is the land price.After the house is in hand, the value will be reduced by 60%. Of course, it is impossible to do this kind of "losing business".

All in all, renting is still the best option.

Of course, apart from self-occupation, it is not that they have no plans to buy a house from the perspective of investment.After all, the interest rate on Japanese bank loans is as low as 0.6%, and you can avoid tax when buying a house.

For the house in Roppongi worth more than 1 million yuan, they only paid 2000 million down payment, and after handing over the house, they changed hands and rented out the house at 50 per month.In this way, after the monthly rent is paid off, the rent here can also be covered.

Rounding up, it means spending 2000 million to buy 1 million real estate.Yui Sakuma said carefully.

After disposing of the real estate and renting the house here, the two began to discuss with great interest how to renovate their home.

Grinding has always wanted a game room, and Sakuma wanted a kitchen that could fit all kinds of large baking utensils.So after dividing up the room, Sakuma turned his idea to the courtyard.

It has always been popular in Japanese gardens to "use static to change dynamics". The specific method is to use white sand and stones to pave them in the shape of water ripples to achieve a special aesthetic feeling.

It's just that this kind of beauty, whether people appreciate it or not, let's not mention it, at least the cats around are very "appreciative" of it.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...so what should we do if we grind it!" A muffled voice came out from the mask, and Sakuma asked, "Are you going to shovel this cat shit, or should I shovel it?"

"Wei, in fact, I've stopped you before." Enduring a nausea in his stomach, he pinched his nose and said, "Let's restore the courtyard to its original state, and invite someone to come tomorrow to take away all the sand."

"Ah, what about my water ripples." Sakuma said unwillingly, "I like the current courtyard very much."

"Hmm." After grinding for a while, he stepped forward and took off the opponent's mask, "Wei, if you don't shovel cat feces and water ripples, you can only choose one of the two."

"Ugh..." Losing protection, Sakuma almost confessed his life on the spot. He quickly snatched the mask from the grinder, put it on, lay down on the ground and said, "I'll choose one! Choose a line! I don't want to shovel shit! Ugh!"

Grinding nodded "comfortably", and "seconded" said: "That's right, I don't want it either."

The courtyard was restored the next day, and the stray cats have never been back.

It's just that as the saying goes, there are exceptions to everything, and the flag cannot be set too early.

One day, Sakuma was drying clothes in the yard when suddenly a cat meowed not far away.

I saw a three-colored cat that seemed to be just weaned ran over, rubbed her trousers, then lay down on her belly, spread her white and tender paws like a mangosteen, purred, and stomped on her legs. Pick up your bare feet.

The soft pads pressed against the skin, and the occasional cat's claws accidentally protruded, because they were not sharp, they tickled her a bit.

Oops... Oops, it's the legendary kitten stepping on milk!

Sakuma gasped, his heart was trembling from being so cute.

"Grinding and grinding!" Sakuma ran into the room with the little milk cat in his arms, found Grinding who was researching a new programming language, and said excitedly, "Let's raise a cat!"

"Hey." Grinding was stunned, raised his eyes to meet a pair of amber cat pupils, trembled inexplicably reflexively, and asked, "Why, Wei Wei wants to raise a cat all of a sudden."

"Because it's fate!" Sakuma dragged the Sanhua cat's butt with one hand, held its paw with the other, and waved at the grinder, "Do you know, this Sanhua cat is a male! Rare, I'm sure this is the cat that will bring 'money luck' to our family!"

"...Wei." Momo cried helplessly, "Can you stop being so superstitious..."

"Well, okay. But speaking of it, Grinding doesn't seem to like small animals."

Seeing this kind of reaction from the other party, Sakuma couldn't help lowering his head: "Otherwise, it's okay not to raise it. I just think it's so pitiful. It lost its mother just after weaning."

"Obviously it's a rare little kitten. I touched it, but it didn't stretch out its paws. What to do, dog, your father doesn't want to raise you, or mother will take you away from home!"

Grinding: "..." Ah, wait.Who is its father and who is its mother, don't get into the role so quickly.Also——

Why did you name your cat "Doggie"?

Swallowing thousands of words of complaints, grinding and watching the person in front of him crying and whimpering, while peeking at his own reaction from the corner of his eye, he wondered why it was this usual way of acting like a spoiled child.

But the method is idiomatic, but it works.

"Well, Wei, don't cry." Momo raised the white flag "surrender" and said, "If you like Wei, we can raise it."

"Hey, really!" Sakuma changed his face instantly and cheered, "Wow, that's great, I have a cat! It's great to grind you, I still like you the most!"

As he said that, even the cat and the person threw themselves on the tatami.

"I have a cat!"

After posting this line, Sakuma happily waited for everyone's reply, but he didn't know that at the end of the corridor separated by a door, Grinder and "Dog" both bristled their hairs and were in a tense confrontation.

The scene can be said to be on the verge of breaking out.

Since adopting this three-colored cat, Sakuma's attention to grinding has been obviously distracted, and even his daily life has been seriously affected.

Let me ask who can endure halfway through, when a cat meows outside the door, and then the other half pushes away and says, "Wait a minute, the dog seems to be about to shit, I'll help him shovel it first."

The answer is of course no.

"Dog, you are not allowed to pester Wei anymore."

In the corridor, Mo Mo was half bent, his brows were wrinkled, and his fingers curled up and stretched out: "It's only mine, understand, it's mine."

"Meow~" the dog was disdainful, and even raised its tail to reveal its sharp teeth.

Seeing this, Grinder became more and more depressed, and threatened: "Tonight's dried fish is gone, and tomorrow's cat food will also be halved."

"Meow~" This time the dog seemed to understand, then tilted his head, spun around on the spot, stepped back a few steps and lay obediently on the floor.

Grinding: "Well." Could it be that the cat understands people's words.

Silently complained, just when Grinding put his hands away and was about to get up, unexpectedly, the next second, he heard a scream of "meow", and the dog rushed towards him with a slap, stretching out its sharp claws and it was a mess scratch!

"Meow!!!"

"Oops grinding! How can you bully a dog!"

Sakuma, who rushed over after hearing the commotion, saw two three-colored cats wrestling into a ball. He hurried forward to take the dog away, and said angrily, "Grinding, cats are very slender, what if I get stressed!"

Grinding got up from the ground, the black hair that was bundled up on the back of his head had long been scattered, and there were several colors on his face. He had never been so embarrassed in his life.

"Wei, I don't like him." Momo frowned, pointed at the dog and said word by word, "I don't like him."

He took you from me, you don't quite belong to me anymore.You are indifferent to me, and you are still fierce to me.

Sakuma was surprised after hearing this: "Grinding, what are you talking about, the dog is so good, didn't it be fine before."

Grinding lowered his head and did not speak, and kicked his toes aggrievedly.

In fact, he also understands that he doesn't have to be jealous with a cat at all, but some emotions just happen to be like this, and they can't be controlled once they happen.

"Forget it." Grinding thought for a while, turned around and said, "I'm going to write the code first, and there is another function to be launched tomorrow, you can play with the dog."

After speaking, he left Sakuma holding the dog and stood there in a daze.

……

Since that day, the two and one cat have inexplicably entered the Cold War period.

At the beginning, Sakuma would knock on the door from time to time, asking Momo if he wanted an apple pie.After being rejected several times, she also lost her temper, so she simply learned to grind and shut herself in the room to study the new algorithm.

In such things as the Cold War, one would injure the enemy one thousand and the other would injure eight hundred. No one was better off than the other, let alone the two of them still didn't see each other.

It's just a young couple, oh no, when a young couple quarrels, it's actually the people around who suffer.

After being read by Sakuma continuously for several nights, the good-tempered Akawei Keiji finally said that he didn't want to hear such words, which were complaining on the surface but showing affection.

So I made a long phone call to Grinding overnight, and taught me various strange "methods of treating cats".

Time flies, three days have passed.

Sakuma stood at the door of the game room, wanted to knock on the door a few times but put down his hand again.Just as she turned around, just as she raised her front foot, she pulled the door open after grinding her back foot, and hugged her tightly from behind.

Momo buried her head in her neck, and said in a muffled voice with a hint of caution in her voice, "I'm sorry, I was wrong. Let's make up."

The familiar hoarse voice echoed in her ears, and there was a burst of coldness from the back of her neck, which was gently rubbed on her skin by grinding, similar to a coquettish kiss.

All the defense lines collapsed in an instant, and mixed emotions spread from the corridor to the bedroom in a silent embrace.

The tatami squeaked amid the whimpering sound, and the pajamas were randomly piled up and thrown outside the door.

And cats.

Oh, the cat is stretching its paws to reach the cat teasing stick under the cabinet, but it's a pity that every time it stretches out its round hand, it's only a little short.

The author has something to say: 030 Sorry for the lateness, I still believe in my hand speed too much.

And I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival with my family Tutu!Remember to eat mooncakes~ Finally, thanks to Yuyuyu, Miyou, Miss Puffer Fish, The World Is Not Worthy, No. Embrace!