I just want to be a regular writer

"What kind of bear!" Asakura patted his thin chest, "Will you change your name or your surname? The world's most cute Ahui sauce!"

"So your name is Asakura Teru?"

"...You don't even complain about my self-introduction." Asakura Teru was a little speechless.

Pretending to be generous with a sigh, Teru Asakura waved his hand to call back Seiken Shan: "Let’s go upstairs and have a drink! I want to drink watermelon juice!~"

After speaking, he left the A shop with the figure in his arms.

Oh, I paid for it.

Saying that letting Shan Chengxian buy is cheating him.

Shan Chengxian rolled his eyes to follow-today's meeting was actually a bit hurried. Regarding Asakura's sudden openness, Shan Chengxian always felt that there was a smell called "conspiracy."

He raised his heel and sat down by the window of the milk tea shop and stared at Teru Asakura.

After half of the oolong milk in his hand was covered, he asked, "Where do you want to start?"

"Ok?"

Asakura fiddled with the phone and snorted, biting the straw and refreshing the line interface repeatedly.

Confirming that there is really no new information, he raised his head and grinned at Shan Chengxian: "This is how things are."

——Sung Seung-hyun felt that this opening statement was wrong, and even directly judged that there was absolutely nothing good to say next, so he got up and prepared to retreat.

"Axian, why are you rushing, Axian!"

Asakura Teru grabbed him and smiled, Ling Shan Chengxian hairy all over his body: "Brother Kira let me come."

"..."-It's really not a good thing.

"Brother Kira has something small to do." Asakura Terrible knowingly said: "But Brother Kira said that he was in a bad mood. If his hands tremble and do something that is not very OK, I hope Aken can help back. a bit."

"...Gan!"

Shan Chengxian held back for a long time before squeezing an unqualified swear word from his mouth.

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12 o'clock 40 is also 12 o'clock (

058 Azusa Sasaki is very pleased

Villa area northeast of Too Town

The weather is pretty good these days, and Mr. Yoshihiro Kira is in a good mood.

It's a pity that the outside is messy, and the old man is a bit boring.

Today was probably a boring day too—at least Kira Yoshihiro thought so.

He went to take a look at his son's room, the door was closed, and the pair of shoes that his son usually wore in the hallway were not there, and it seemed that he hadn't come back overnight.

Yoshihiro Kira was a little worried, but after thinking about it, he felt that he was too worried-this is the complacency of being a father. His children will not suffer from anyone's hands, and they are careful and smart enough.

Therefore, when the doorbell rang, Yoshihiro Kira frowned immediately.

My son didn't need to ring the doorbell when he came back. There was no express delivery to collect today, and the newspaper went to the mailbox early in the morning. Since he was stabbed in front of his house, Kira Yoshihiro has become particularly frustrated.

Again.

He can't stop aging, but there is only one way of death he wants-whether it is death from old age or death from illness, it must be gradual, so that his children don't have to face sudden changes.

"Fatty, follow me to open the door."

Yoshihiro Kira slapped the hairless cat on the head and got up with the phone.

Recently, the outside is not peaceful, and maybe it's finally to the point where lunatics will come to look for things.

Kira Yoshihiro squinted his eyes and stepped on the low stool and glanced into the cat's eyes. He saw the empty space outside, but he became more alert after the doorbell was still ringing.

"Meow~"

The hairless cat wailed lazily, looking like he hadn't slept enough.

The doorbell was still ringing tirelessly, and the people on the other end seemed to be a little anxious, and began to knock on the door.

——But Yoshihiro Kira looked out of the cat’s eyes, but there was still no one outside.

"Big brother, are you at home?"

"I brought a lot of delicious food, and cakes!~"

Across the door, there was a soft and waxy voice unique to a child.

Yoshihiro Kira was a little confused, and after another thought, he remembered that a young man and a child had indeed arrived at home a few days ago, who seemed to be familiar with his son.

Thinking of this, Kira Yoshihiro relaxed and opened the door.

——The person outside is Kanta.

He came alone, with a large supermarket shopping bag in his hand. Because of his insufficient height, the shopping bag was dragged to the ground.

It contained a lot of snacks as he said, and he was also protecting a small cake box in his arms.

The old and the young looked at each other for a moment, and Kwan blinked ignorantly before asking, "Big brother's father, what about big brother?"

"Ah, Jiying."

Yoshihiro Kira relaxed his mind, and responded with a smile: "He has something to do, you came here alone, kid?"

"Well, mom went to the hospital, so I came by myself." Kuan Tai nodded like a small adult, and looked into the room with his round eyes.

Before Kira Yoshihiro invited, he ran into the house and kicked off his shoes.

Running to the living room, he has already decided on the next itinerary for himself: "I am here waiting for the big brother to come back~ Mom is not at home, and A Xian is not at home, I am very boring."

Kira Yoshihiro frowned upon hearing this.

——He doesn't like such children.

Probably his own children are always advancing and retreating, and he has never been so rude when he was a child. Even if Kuan is too simple and cute, he still doesn't like such self-conscious children.

'I don't know what Jiying is doing now'

Yoshihiro Kira glanced at the phone, hesitated for a moment and sent a text message to his son.