Naoki didn't turn around and left, he heard the words lightly raised his eyebrows and said:
"Tell me what you are going to do."
Furuhashi: "😐"
How to do it?
Furuhashi actually didn't know what to do.
In a hurry and ask?
With his character, she couldn't do that at all.
Ask father after?
What if father admits it...
For a while, Furuhashi just felt extremely dazed and helpless.
The next moment, a hand suddenly reached out and held his hand tightly.
"Asakawa-san?"
Furuhashi looked at Naoki.
"Since you don't know what to do," whispered Naoki, "Why don't you listen to my opinion?"
After a pause, Naoki made a suggestion:
"Come on in and see with your eyes."
"Eh?" Furuhashi was surprised, "Isn't it bad to do that?"
Father brought home a foreign woman, and she brought home another man. It would be a shame to meet face to face later!
Naoki lowered his head: "Did you forget something?"
"Huh what?"
"I'm an Esper."
"😐"
"If you don't say it, I barely remember it." Furuhashi whispered, and then asked curiously, "What is Asakawa-san going to do?"
"Very simple." Naoki held Furuhashi, stood up from behind the bushes, and walked across the street, "Hold my hand tight, don't let go, let's go quietly."
"Invisibility?"
"Correctly."
"Sounds a bit bad…" Furuhashi said, "Asakawa-san doesn't use him invisibility to do weird things, right?"
Naoki pondered: "Let me think about it…"
Furuhashi said quickly: "How many times have you done it before you have to stop and think about it!"
The two of them held hands and walked towards the mansion across the street while talking.
"Asakawa-san?"
Furuhashi said.
"What is wrong?"
"That…" Furuhashi said a little doubtfully, "Is auntie seeing us now?"
Naoki nodded and said, "She really saw us."
"Hah?" Eyes wide open, "What about stealth?"
"Using that ability drains stamina." Naoki said of course, "So we don't hide for a while."
Furuhashi: "😐"
Since there is no stealth, why are you still holding my hand and not letting go!
As they spoke, the two of them had already walked outside the door.
"Are we in?"
Naoki looked at Furuhashi and asked.
Furuhashi's expression became serious, no matter what she saw, she should at least see the truth with his own eyes, took out the key, opened the door, and said.
"Please Asakawa-san."
"Don't talk from now on." Naoki led Furuhashi and walked to the entrance, "We're out of sight."
Furuhashi nodded solemnly, held Naoki's right hand tightly, and walked carefully into the living room.
"There is no one..."
Furuhashi carried Naoki and walked around the living room.
The living room is empty.
That is, people are on the second floor.
The room on the second floor only has his bedroom, mother and father bedroom, study, bathroom and living room, in case dad and woman do that kind of thing in mother bedroom...
Furuhashi shook his head vigorously: "Don't think wildly, before I see the truth, prejudice will only lead to misunderstandings!"
Furuhashi stretched out his hand and pointed up: "Asakawa-san, come on up and have a look."
Naoki nodded in understanding.
Holding hands, the two walked up the stairs to the second floor.
There's a wooden sign on the door of the first room on the left, which says 'rest', and there's a cat licking its paw next to it. Naoki glanced at Furuhashi. Needless to say, it must be Furuhashi's room.
Furuhashi blushed, but now was not the time to be embarrassed. She held Naoki and walked forward carefully, seeing that there was no light in his parents' room, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"It should be in the study room..."
When she walked to the study door, as expected, the light in the room came on, and there was a faint conversation.
"Should we discuss business matters in the study?" Furuhashi pressed his right hand against his chest, "Thanks to Asakawa-san, otherwise I would have completely misunderstood Father."
But in the next moment, the sound of conversation in the study made Furuhashi quickly frown.
"Do you really want to do this kind of thing in the study?"
A soft and weak female voice came from the room.
It was followed by a male voice: "Time is running out, let's start quickly."
"What should I do if my desk is dirty?"
"Don't worry, I'll clean it up later."
"Eh?" Furuhashi opened his eyes wide, "What did you do with other people to make the table dirty!"
Furuhashi couldn't help but clench Naoki's right hand.
"Give it to me."
Naoki stretched out his right hand and pushed the door open.
The two people in the study looked together.
Furuhashi was shocked, his heart jumped straight into his throat, and she almost screamed.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, a hand reached out and immediately covered his mouth.
"Why did the door suddenly open?"
The woman stared at the door suspiciously.
"It should be the wind." Furuhashi's father quickly retracted his gaze, closing his eyes on the two at the door, "Okay, continue studying."
"Too sudden!"
Furuhashi clutched his beating heart, she couldn't help but turn his head to Naoki, and when she opened the door, she had to say first!
"Please talk about it."
Naoki gestured with his eyes, and pulled Furuhashi into the study.
"I will close the door."
The woman said and, as the two sides passed by, the woman sniffed her nose in confusion, "What smell... it smells good."
Naoki looked at Furuhashi and sniffed, "It really smells good."
"Ugh-"
Furuhashi's right hand landed right on Naoki's waist.
"I'm so sorry, please forgive me."
"Huh."
After learning that the stealth effect was very good, and not being exposed at all, Furuhashi quickly calmed down and looked at his father curiously, only to find that the two were conducting research experiments, and from time to time they took out pens and wrote down a large series of formulas.
As for the specific content… Furuhashi couldn't understand it at all.
There's no way, as a math idiot, she doesn't even know trigonometric functions for basic entries, let alone advanced functions.
"Can Asakawa-san understand?"
Furuhashi looked up and asked.
Naoki shook his head: "I don't understand."
...
Time elapsed.
Naoki became a little anxious, but luckily the unknown girl quickly shouted in surprise:
"Research report completed, thank you Furuhashi-sensei!"
"What?"
Naoki glanced at Furuhashi's father in amazement, was he actually a teacher?
With this melancholic and decadent temper, Naoki thought he was an artist.
Furuhashi's father took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, and prepared to light it.
"Ugh-"
Furuhashi looked displeased.
Perhaps it was an unknown telepathy, Furuhashi's father glanced here in surprise, then put down his cigarette, stood up and said:
"Come back, I'll take you."
"Do not bother." The girl hastily shook her head, "I can return by myself by car."
Furuhashi's father said nonchalantly, "I'll just take you downstairs."