I just want to be a regular writer

Risa Fukada smiled and invited Yoshikage Kira into the door, then asked, "What would Yoshikage want to drink? Ah, what I have here...it seems to have only ordinary water and black tea tea bags~"

She shrugged: "I usually don't have any guests. If I knew it, I should prepare something to treat guests."

Kira Yoshikage stood in the hallway and changed his shoes, looking away from the scorch mark in the corner.

——The wall paper in the corner was torn off, and the cut off did not show the old color under the baptism of time.

The wallpaper should have been torn off recently.

It seems that the fire that overturned Risa Fukada's life was not a "difficult past" for her.

Jiliang Jiying smiled and shook his head: "Warm water will do."

"Ah, then Jiying will go to the living room and sit for a while, I..." Risa Fukada's expression on her face was so natural, she smiled and stuck her tongue out: "I'm going to boil the water."

"Okay, please trouble Miss Fukada."

Unexpected chaos in the living room.

There are sketchbooks and colored pencils on the ground, but the paintings on the sketchbooks can only be called graffiti.

The door of the TV cabinet has been removed, and there are traces of nail digging on the wall-there are many details such as this.

Jiliang Jiying looked away, sitting on the sofa with his back straight.

He found one thing.

——Risa Fukada seems to like round things.

To be more precise.

She likes spheres very much.

——Many of the decorations in the living room are new, and some have not even been unpacked, just stacked messily.Those are some cheap ornaments related to the "circle".

With this concept in mind, Kira Yoshikage recognized the graffiti after reading the sketchbook spread out on the floor.

That's the level of children's drawing...eyes?

Probably so.

In short, it is very abstract.

"I'm sorry, it's a bit messy." Risa Fukada smiled and sat down beside Yoshikage Kira, shaking her smooth calf from the bottom of her nightgown, she smiled and said, "I wanted to be before Yoshikage came. Sort it out, but..."

She shrugged with a smile on her face: "I'm so lazy."

Risa Fukada looked directly at Yoshikage Kira's eyes and squinted slightly.

What you want

She looked at Jiliang Jiying's eyes and took a deep breath.

No~

The words here...[Currently] still belong to "daily".

So he was alert, Risa Fukada took some effort to move her gaze away from Yoshikage Kira.

Basically it can be determined.

Kira Yoshiying's eyes are always smiling-there are so many people who like "eyes" recently.

"What does Miss Fukada want me to do for you?" Yoshikage Kira asked.

He still looks kind, and he seems willing to do what he can for his neighbors.

Risa Fukada replied quickly: "Because I bought a new cabinet, so..." She turned her head and glanced in the direction of the bedroom: "I want to move out the low cabinet left by the previous owner and throw it away. . But that cabinet is too heavy!"

She said with complaints: "It may be due to the material. It's really unfriendly to people living alone."

With understanding in her eyes, Kiraji Ying brushed her clothes and stood up: "Then go now? If you finish your business first...it will be less burdensome to rest."

"It makes sense."

Risa Fukada smiled and got up.

Taking a few steps forward briskly, she walked half a step before Kira Yoshikage.

Her bedroom doesn't look like a woman's bedroom—it's already so simple to amaze.

At first glance, in addition to the necessary bed and wardrobe, there is only a wooden chair placed by the window in the huge bedroom-this does not look like a home, it is more like a place for temporary footing .

"Is there anything in the cabinet?" Kira Yoshikage tried to move the low cabinet, then turned to ask.

The kettle in the kitchen made a boiling sound.

Risa Fukada glanced in the direction of the kitchen, then turned to look at the low table like a decision.

After some weighing, she chose to go to the kitchen to turn off the water: "It shouldn't be there, but when I first moved back, I was a bit of a mess of stuffing things."

Under the urging sound of the kettle, Risa Fukada hurriedly walked out: "Yi Kage can help me take a look, maybe even if there is... it is something unimportant."

After speaking, she handed over the bedroom to Jiliang Jiying.

Kirajikage looked down at the low cabinet.

——Of course he will not be polite.

Otherwise... where is the reward for wasting energy today?

He raised his hand and opened the low cabinet.

The layering of the low cabinet is very old-fashioned, with most of the space inside, except for a small drawer underneath.

There are some dispensable odds and ends in the blanks. Even if they are classified one by one, they can only be classified into "useless things" and "more useless things".

Kira Yoshikage bent over and opened the drawer, then raised her eyebrows.

——In all fairness, he is not very promising.

So now when Jiliang Jiying looked at the human eyeballs that were marked with serial numbers in the drawer, placed randomly or even overturned two jars, she felt a subtle feeling in her heart.

——His family also has similar things.

Ok?

Don't think about it crooked.