章節 78: Childish and Fuzzy Feelings

"Let the girl take the initiative, young man, this is unacceptable."

The driver muttered: "Boys and girls should tolerate each other when they get along, so they can have a long-standing relationship. Just ask, how long have you two been together?"

Kazusa looked out the window: "We just met for the first time yesterday."

The driver was dumbfounded, just saw the first meeting yesterday. He can no longer understand what young people are playing, the development is too fast.

In the second half of the trip, the driver didn't say a word. He hesitated a lot. The space in the car finally calmed down. If Asahi had known about this beforehand, he wouldn't have needed to explain in the first place.

"Arrive!"

More than 10 minutes later, the driver stopped in front of a big house, and the driver exclaimed, "Is this the life of a rich man?"

Getting out of the car, Asahi saw Kazusa, who was barely half awake, carrying her guitar case.

Mansion iron gate.

This is the first time Asahi has come to Youko's house. After all, before meeting Youko, he was afraid of being run over by Kazusa. From a cursory glance, the mansion looked relatively simple, without too many extravagant things.

"You shower first."

Entering the house, Asahi immediately let Kazusa take a bath.

Kazusa herself took off her soaked clothes and looked for a new towel to wipe her wet hair. Instead of wearing wet clothes, it's better to be naked.

"I won't lock the door."

"I won't attack."

Asahi laments that no one is as upright as him.

...

Lying in the bath, Kazusa closed her eyes, her pale cheeks gradually showing signs of improvement due to the warmth of the hot water.

After a while, she heard movement outside, she moved her head and looked at the bathroom door.

It was true that the door had been unlocked before she entered, and now she didn't know whether it was anticipation or fear, maybe both.

Footsteps were getting closer and closer all the way to the door, and Kazusa felt her heart beating faster. However, finally, footsteps passed through the bathroom door, and her heart was very complicated at this time.

Disappointment, hope, and relaxation. It cannot be explained in words.

Rationality returns to the brain to win. Kazusa started thinking about using that kind of thing to get revenge on her mother.

Is it okay?

...

In the kitchen, Asahi looks at the refrigerator, except for a few cartons of milk, only a few eggs and tomatoes remain. There's some canned meat at the bottom.

Kazusa didn't like her mother arranging treatment for her, or preferred the lonely atmosphere of being alone. She is a person who has the feeling that "adults can't understand me."

Such injustice, a girl out of fashion.

When Asahi finished heating the milk and wanted to eat, the noise in the bathroom died down.

After taking a shower, Kazusa was wearing light blue denim shorts and a milk pine shirt, and traces of the shoulder straps were faintly visible. She walked barefoot on the wooden floor making pattering sounds.

"Go take a shower."

Kazusa spoke with a cold expression.

"You can call me Hasegawa."

Putting the milk on the table, Asahi pointed at the noodles on the dining table: "You just drank and didn't eat anything at night. Try it when you are hungry, the taste should be irresistible."

After saying that, he walked to the bathroom along the path Kazusa had walked.

Seeing Asahi's back disappear, Kazusa turned her gaze to the steaming hot noodles on the dining table. Bright red tomato sauce and canned minced meat have distinct layers. The color and fragrance are beyond amazing.

As she turned around and took a step, Kazusa hesitated for a moment, then regained her composure, and sat down at the table again.

...

Lying in the warm water that Kazusa had just used, Asahi couldn't bear to think about anything else, the phone's battery was exhausted, and there was no way to tell Sakurasou.

Men bathed very quickly, about one splash… It took less than half of Kazusa's time, and after more than 10 minutes, Asahi came out of the bathroom, wearing the bathrobe that Kazusa had prepared earlier.

Kazusa's mouth was cold, but her heart was actually very soft.

After Asahi came out, he found that Kazusa had put his soaking wet clothes into the washing machine.

The machine made a slight humming sound, and when he approached the dining area, the noodles on the table had already been eaten, but he had no idea where Kazusa had gone.

After going out into the corridor and calling Sakurasou to explain the situation, Asahi felt relieved.

As they passed the stairs, the faint sound of the piano could be heard from the steps leading to the basement.

The footsteps stopped, and then Asahi came down the stairs.

He had to say that the sound insulation in the basement was very good. If he didn't have keen hearing, he probably wouldn't find it.

As the distance drew closer, the sound of the piano entered his ears more clearly. In contrast to the pure music in the school's music room in the afternoon, he seemed to see the beginning of spring.

Quietly standing in a corner of the basement, Asahi listened to the emotional and slightly sad sound of the piano. This is different from the etude played in the afternoon, this piece already has immature and blurred emotions.

[Snow Dream] is the name of this piano piece.

It wasn't until the end of the song that Asahi appeared from a corner: "You're here."

Kazusa looked at him and said, "Something happened?"

"No, I just went down to take a look."

Scanning all kinds of musical instruments in the basement, Asahi was curious.