Himekishi to Camping Car

Noontime camper. Sophia asked a straight man neat on the edge.

"Naoto, should I push this red spot?

"Yeah?"

Put your face up and just turn your neck around. I could see Sophia pointing to the microwave. At the tip of her finger is a button that says "for me" in the red field.

Naoki nodded appropriately, wondering if it would warm up with any dishes.

"It is. If I do that, it will serve me optimally with an auto."

"Okay, thanks"

Sophia did, pushed the start button. The inside of the microwave glows and the driving noise sounds inside the camper.

Naoto puts his neck back and looks out the car. There's a big town at the end of my gaze, and I can see the Oak Country capital.

Mimi is there to pick up the treasure.

"They'll be right back, but how long..."

Moment after moment, my back exploded.

It's like something started in a confined space, "Pawn!" The sound went off a few degrees, and immediately after that, the microwave driving noise subsided.

"Duh, what's wrong!

Jump up and look in the car. Watching Sophia stare at the microwave.

Soon, I knew what was causing it.

The door to the range was opened and something smashed from it. Most of them were pummeled by Sophia, some of them splashed inside the room as well.

White and yellow throbbing solidification, and white shell.

"... did you chin eggs again? I've done it before."

"Chi, no, Naot. Now I've shelled it properly. The shell was broken and also placed in a heat-resistant container. Yet..."

"Breaking the shell will blow you up!

"You were!

"That's right! The explosion will only be yellow."

"You were... sorry, Naoto"

"You - ugh."

Naoto tried to tell me, but I stopped. Because she was shunned to see.

I thought I had to end this rather than blame you for failure. I picked up the face towel and handed it to Sophia.

"Look, now just wipe your body"

"Oh, thank you, Naoto"

"Uh, you hit it big time. It's all over the place, and, uh, it's all over the TV."

"Sorry......"

"Do you want to clean up"

"Cleaning up?

Sophia tilting her neck properly.

"Oh, I was just about to do it one of these days. I really thought it was the end of the year, but... this is a great opportunity."

I turned my eyes to the town of Oak, which I see across the edge, and I went.

"Let's clean it up and remodel it where it's shiny"

"I'll help you, Naoto."

"In the meantime, then, I think I'm going to go outside with something I can get out. First things first."

"Leave it to me."

Sophia slammed her chest, lifted it up a bit, and carried it outside the car. Naoto threw a squeezed rag at her.

"Sophia, wipe it clean with that. Not just the pieces of eggs, but the usual dirt."

"Let it go."

Sophia said yes, she began politely wiping the tape with a rag. Just one of my favorites, the gesture was polite, as if dealing with a lover.

Exaggerated, but not a problem for polite minutes. Naoto confirmed it before wearing a mask with a new towel and carrying out one thing after another in the room.

And where the inside of the room was ragged, a stick was inserted into the gap of the tatami and shifted, and one of the raised pieces was removed from the floor.

Sophia was surprised to find out about it and asked.

"Naoto? Did you take that off?"

"Oh, it's Tatami... Tatami is amazing, by the way"

"Amazing?"

"There's a knife out there, right?

"There is. What's wrong with this?

"Throw it at me and see."

"Huh? But..."

"Fine."

Naoto returned Tatami and encouraged Sofia.

Sophia got a little lost, but saw a straight man flat and knifed him.

"Well, then, I'll serve you."

"Come on."

"Yes!"

It's a rare, weak, cute scream for her. As if proportional to that, the knife flies with half a parabolic slowness.

"Secret move! Tatami back!

I deliberately exaggerated and lifted my tatami with my hands on it. Shortly afterwards, the knife pierced Tatami with the sound of Dossu.

"Oh."

"This is why. By the way, if you throw harder, you can stop it. Not only blades, but bullets - I don't know if there are, but bows and arrows and stuff like that usually stop them."

"Wow."

In my country of birth, the samurai were prevented from assassinating me.

"You were such an amazing thing! Tatami!"

"Yes."

"So, so are the kotatsu... any different uses?

Sophia let her eyes shine and asked Naoto. It's not just about relaxing, it's about being excited about new possibilities.

Of course there's nothing like that. Kotatsu is a piece of furniture specializing in keeping things straight. There is a strange magic that does not let go of a person who has gone once, but no straight person knows what else to use.

So while I was deceiving you about the proper things, I also put all the tatami out of the car. I also made all the futons and dried them in the sun direction.

Remove the air conditioning filter and wash with warm water to remove oil stains from the ventilator.

I stuck with the scale of the sink, the coloring of the shower room, etc., but I managed.

All the LED bulbs used for lighting were removed and carefully polished up one by one.

The window was wiped with Sophia before carefully fitting the floor after the tatami had been removed at the end and watered with a tightly squeezed rag.

Finally, I carefully repaired the Minkan box, which is a puppy twist, and replaced the laying towel.

"Hmm. Naot, what am I supposed to do next?

"Um, I guess this is the place for now. I'd like to wash my car, but I've been doing that for a long time, okay?"

Don't you have any more?

"Oh, I'm fine now. If you keep all the furniture inside, you should take a shower. In the meantime, I'll make you dinner."

"Are you sure?

"Dinner's extraordinary after cleaning up."

"Okay."

So Sophia went to the shower room.

Naoto stood in front of the cleansed sink and thought.

"Make something quick. When you're tired, you want something refreshing and light, what happened?"

Second, the wind chime that I put back on the edge became "chillin".

Wind chimes at the edge of summer and in the breeze.

Naoto remembered a dish.

"Phew... Naoto? Oh, you were over here."

After a while, Sophia came out of the shower. Naoto had already cooked up the dish and waited on the edge with it.

"What's that?

It's a chilled saumen.

"Hiyashi...... so-men?

Sophia surprises me with her neck hanging.

Naoto prepared a barrel of ice water-stained wood and a noodle like white thread floating in it.

And ice and black liquid and even chopped onions are available in tea bowls.

"That's Saumen. You made it a little while ago, and you used to dry it every day."

"Um, that's like that yarn. Well, that's what it is."

"Yes."

"What are we going to do with this?

"Add a bit of the drug flavor to this soak, put some saumen on - soot!

Naoto shouted and rinsed the sawmen.

The well cold noodles and Tsukuba stain the tired body.

"Here's the thing."

"I see."

Sophia nodded, took a tea bowl, intertwined the drug flavor with saumen, and ate.

"Uh, no, no. Don't eat. Don't eat. Don't eat.

"Soot?"

"Yes - here's the thing"

So I rinsed the sawmen again.

"Oh, how can you eat such bad behavior"

Sophia turned her face bright red and disputed.

"This is the best way to eat, and it's a decent way to do it."

"Is there such a way!

"Hmm. You know, when you eat something, you use a spoon or a fork."

"Oh."

"Is that what you do when you eat bread?

"Oh, no, I eat it in pieces of bread."

"You're not behaving like that, you need to eat properly with dishes"

"What do you mean, Naoto? Bread is the right way to eat it."

"It's with that. Saumen is right to speak up, too."

"Ugh... but"

Sofia, which also shows a difficult color. Seeing her like that, Naoto came "aboard".

"Try it, it tastes better than normal"

"Ugh..."

"Here."

"But..."

"I won't even feed you if you don't."

"What?"

"Saumen and sauce made over time, I don't feed people who don't do what they do."

"Oh, no."

"Take this, I'll feed you when Mimi gets back. Mimi would eat it properly."

That's what I said, I put my hand on a wooden barrel.

"Wait, please."

"Yeah?"

"Shh, because I will. Let me eat that."

"Let me even"

"Huh?"

"Let me even, if I say so, I'll feed you"

"Ugh... Shh, let me even"

"Okay."

Naoto let go of his hand from the wooden barrel, took the tea bowl instead, and gave it to Sofia.

Sophia was only a little lost after all, but thoughtfully, she made a noise and rinsed her saumen.

The noise of noodling sticks to the edge.

"What do you say?

Ask Sophia, who is in tears.

"... Ugh, it's good"

"Right."

"It's good... ugh. I can't believe I'm being humiliated like this."

"There's more, more and more food."

"Ugh..."

Beautiful camper, tip of edge.

Teary-eyed Sophia, relaxing straight man.

The two continued to rinse the sawmen.