Tokyo, everyone is drawing comics, who still wants to fall in love?

The smell of pork floss, as Fujido Kaoru burped, diffused lightly in the air.

She froze on the spot.

"Excuse me." The landlady Yukino Shindong seemed to have no change on her face, and kept a friendly smile.

But Fujido Kaoru couldn't stand herself!

In the years of homelessness, you go out and burp, which is called confidence.

For example, in the late Qing Dynasty, some poor Eight Banners children would take a piece of lard to wipe their mouths when they went out to show their identity of eating meat.

However, nowadays, you burp as soon as you meet someone.

Okay, this is all right, just laugh it off.

But the smell of pork floss is really embarrassing, okay?

"Ah!" Fujido Kaoru covered her face and hid in the bathroom.

What's more pitiful is that the house is too small, and if she pretends to wash her hands, she will be seen, so she has to close the door.

So she shut herself up in the bathroom.

However, Fujido Kasumi found an excuse to save face and shouted in the bathroom, "It's all because of Mr. Oda's big move yesterday. I'm still numb now!"

Hamikaze Yuzuru had three black lines on his forehead.

This melon girl, did she even want to use herself as a watermelon bomb to blow herself up?

When Oda-kun becomes famous in the future, be careful of her big mouth and any scandals.

Mrs. Yukino at the door blinked with interest, but didn't ask any questions.

"Don't listen to her nonsense, it's just that Oda Shingo accidentally touched the numbness of her elbow yesterday." Namikaze Yuzuru stood up and walked slowly to the door, "Welcome, who are you?"

She spoke in an orderly manner, like a housewife asking a guest.

And she was condescending.

Namikaze Yuzuru was nearly half a head taller than the landlord's wife, and her long legs were more obvious compared to the kimono.

"I'm the landlord, Yukino Shindong, please take care of me." The landlord's wife bowed slightly.

Namikaze Yuzuru returned the greeting slightly: "Do you have something to do with my Oda Shingo?"

Fudo Kaoru, who was hiding in the bathroom and blushing, heard it and immediately felt that it was not realistic.

Listen to your address, to fool the stranger, right? My home? Whose home?

"I am the landlord Yukino Futatsu. I came to visit in a hurry and didn't greet you in advance. I'm really sorry."

"Hello, I'm Namikaze Yuzuru here."

Mrs. Yukino Futatsu thought about it carefully: "Namikaze? It's a rare surname. It's been a long time... I haven't met anyone from the Namikaze family in Konoha Village..."

"Do you know my father?" Namikaze Yuzuru was stunned.

"... I don't know him." The professional smile on Yukino Futatsu's face turned into a meaningful smile, and changed the subject, "I think I know who that person was that day."

Namikaze Yuzuru didn't dare to answer.

It's better not to mention what happened in the closet that day.

Yukino Shindong handed over a bag in her hand, "I was supposed to collect the rent today on the weekend, but a renter gave me some pickled vegetables. But I don't like this kind of food, so I thought of sending it to Mr. Oda."

"Ah, I thank you for your kindness on behalf of my Oda Shingo." Namikaze Yukaku took it.

"Please tell Mr. Oda that the remake of the comics is very good. I have been promoted from a reader to his loyal fan." Yukino Shindong smiled softly.

Namikaze Yukaku looked at her.

This lady's temperament is elegant and generous, with a unique beauty that stands alone.

Although her smile is gentle and kind, her temperament is aloof.

This is somewhat similar to her reputation among classmates, but it is not cold and dark, but the kind of loneliness on the snowy mountains.

Pure snow that no one can defile.

She remembered the story her mother told her when she was a child.

Snow woman.

It is a mysterious monster with skin whiter than snow and coming and going like frost.

She is extremely beautiful and charming.

If she falls in love with a human man, she will hold him every day until he is frozen to death and turned into ice, and then take him to the deepest part of the snow mountain, becoming an ice stone that embraces each other forever in the mountain...

"Well, sorry to bother you. Goodbye." Yukino Shendong bowed slightly.

Bofeng Youhe returned the greeting: "You have worked hard, please forgive me for not seeing you off."

She didn't even say the polite words to let her in to sit down, but she was still okay for face.

The landlord, Mrs. Yukino, said goodbye and left.

Fujido Kacheng had returned to the door from the bathroom: "Huh, nothing more than that."

Bofeng Youhe glanced at her and said lightly: "Loser."

Fujido Kacheng choked in one breath.

"Hey, hey, hey, we are comrades now, right?" Fujido Kacheng tried to pull a gang partner.

She was a little... knowing that she couldn't win against Mrs. Yukino.

"You have no confidence." Bofeng Youhe sighed softly as he looked at the figure of Mrs. Yukino going away.

I have no confidence either. She added secretly in her heart.

"Of course I don't have confidence! Look at her facial features, her manners and smile, her body shape and skin, don't you think it's scary?" Fujido Kaoru counted the places where she was afraid with her fingers.

"What's scary?"

"I can't believe it, this is the appearance of a married woman. I heard that a woman's appearance decreases by 20% after getting married. How beautiful was she before she got married?"

"...How do you think she looks like she's married?"

"Huh? Isn't the bun on her head a married woman's?"

"From the way she dresses, it's not accurate. My family taught me how to see through a girl pretending to be a woman, although I'm a little confused about this landlady."

"You ninjas all have strange abilities."

Namikaze Youkaku rolled his eyes: "...Has someone ever said that good words don't sound good when they come out of your mouth?"

Todo Xiangcheng scratched his head: "Hahaha."

"Oda-kun was standing at the door and looking at her back."

"Oh, they have known each other for a long time? Even before you?"

Namikaze Yukaku immediately denied: "I was earlier!"

"You screamed so loudly." Todo Xiangcheng covered his ears.

Namikaze Yukaku stared at the landlady's figure for a few more seconds, and said quietly: "Oda Shingo is not worthy of her."

"Huh? What kind of comparison do you think this is?"

"nothing."

"But judging from her appearance, it makes sense. She is too beautiful."

"Then you still deny me?"

"No."

The two stood together and talked for a few more words until the landlady was completely invisible.

"That's the charm of a classical beauty, right?"

"yes."

The two women each sighed, closed the door and continued working.

Miraculously, there was no more bickering.

The two of them quietly went about their own business.

"Hey, how many collections do you have?"

"Fifteen thousand."

Namikaze Yukaku gave a thumbs up: "Oda-sensei is great!"

"We are all great!"

"No, he's the best, I know that."

Todo Xiangcheng's eyes lit up: "Tell me more details..."

Click——

The key was inserted deeply into the door lock, and the door opened quickly.

Oda Shingo came in with large and small packages.

"Huh? You are here so early." Oda Shingo was very happy. When he came in, he saw two working girls working.

Namikaze Youkaku stepped forward to pick up the things: "Welcome back."

She easily took the big package with one hand.

"Hey, you're talking as if this is your home. Don't forget that I came here first." Todo Xiangcheng corrected.

She also took over other things easily.

Oda Shingo blinked: "The girls are so strong now."

Namikaze Yukaku said calmly: "It's just that today, you arrived a little early. Tomorrow, you will definitely be later than me."

Oda Shingo took apart the large package and found the assembled parts of a table.

"Wow! My new table?" Todo Xiangcheng was surprised.

"Also, I bought this for you too." Oda Shingo took out a light yellow apron with many orange patterns on it.

"Ah, I, I..." Todo Xiangcheng suddenly remembered.

Yesterday I asked Oda Shingo what style of apron he liked, but he went back too late last night and came here early in the day, so he forgot about it.

It’s rare that he still thinks about me!

Toudo Xiangcheng took apart her new apron and held it in front of her face. She seemed to be smelling the smell of chemical fiber, but she deliberately exposed her eyes.

Looking quietly, Oda Shingo is assembling a new table.

Although Oda Shingo is not worthy of the kimono woman just now, he is still...

A little handsome!