My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

Hideji Kitahara returned directly to the apartment. He slapped the palm of his hand with the wooden knife, thinking that there was no need to go to the appointment at night-he didn't agree, it was just that Fuzawa Yuri was talking to himself there.

That little girl... is funny, isn't she mentally retarded?

But in a blink of an eye, he blamed Fukuzawa Fuyumi again, it was all caused by this little carrot... By the way, where did he offend her? There can be no gratuitous hatred in this world, right?

As soon as he reached the fourth floor and turned to the corridor, he saw Yoko Ono embracing his knees and hiding in the shadow at the end of the corridor, with a schoolbag in front of him. He was slightly surprised and asked, "Yoko, did you bring any key?"

The expression on Yoko Ono's face was a bit embarrassed, she shook her head lightly, and just said: "No, Onisan, I'm just sitting here... Can you let Hyakujiro out to play with me for a while?\

,"She didn't seem to want Kitahara Hideji to stay here, and she found a reason to let him go back to her apartment first.

Wanting to play with Hyakujiro, Kitahara Hideji naturally responded, but he still asked with concern, "What happened..." Before he finished asking, he heard a faint laugh, it was Xiao Yeyang From the house—a woman, a man, talking obscenely, and seeming to be drinking and flirting.

He immediately understood that Yoko Ono's mother had brought a man back, and the apartment was very small, Yoko Ono probably couldn't get in...

Ono Yoko listened to Hideji Kitahara's question and stopped asking halfway, and immediately understood that he had heard it, and sat there motionless with her knees hugged, her eyes just staring at her toes, her small mouth tightly pursed.

Kitahara Hideji was silent for a while, he had nothing to do, he was in charge of the world, but he couldn't control other people's homes - Yoko Ono's mother, Yumiko, was free to sleep with whomever she wanted, and it was impossible for him to kick open the doorknob The couple inside were beaten violently.

Firstly, it was not his turn to fight, and secondly, if he really dared to do that, the police came to deal with him.

Yoko Ono saw that Hideji Kitahara was silent, raised her head bravely, and said with a forced smile, "It's okay, Onisan, it's okay...it's okay..."

She said so, but she was so embarrassed that her eye circles were still red after all.

Kitahara Hideji finally couldn't help reaching out and touching her head, her hair was a bit dull but her fingertips felt like silk. He said softly: "Don't sit here, Yangzi, let's go out for a walk... Well, haven't you eaten yet? Brother treats you to something delicious!"

Is there such a mother? Completely treat your daughter as nothing? It doesn't matter if the daughter can go home after school? It feels worse than my own who lost his mother and father since childhood...

"No, no, Onisan, you go and do your own work..." Yoko Ono hadn't finished speaking, and was dragged up by Hideji Kitahara. Hideji Kitahara squatted down and looked into her eyes, and said seriously: "Let's go for a walk together, don't stay here, Yoko."

What kind of bastard is the mother doing in the house without thinking about where the child should go? This is a poor area, and the streets are very chaotic. A grown man Hideji Kitahara would not wander around without incident, let alone a little girl.

Yoko Ono stared into Hideji Kitahara's eyes in a daze, finally turned her back and wiped away her tears, then turned her head with a bright smile and nodded vigorously: "Okay, Onisan!"

Hideji Kitahara looked at her with a smile, rubbed her little head again, turned around and left first, and said with a smile: "Take Hyakujiro, that guy is probably suffocated at home."

Yoko Ono put on her big schoolbag and followed beside him, still nodding her head vigorously, echoing, "Yes, bring Hyakujiro with you!"

Momojiro was very happy to see Yoko Ono after being released, and Yoko Ono seemed to have dissipated a lot of the gloom on her little face while holding it. Kitahara Hideji led them downstairs, and asked with a soft smile, "What do you want to eat?"

Ono Yoko tilted his head and thought for a while, then said a little embarrassedly: "It's expensive to eat outside, Onisan, in fact, we can take a walk around... I don't dare to go alone, and Onisan is willing to accompany me already……"

"It's okay, actually I want to reward myself today." Hideji Kitahara interrupted her, thoughtfully changing a reason she could accept.

"Reward?"

Hideji Kitahara smiled and said, "Yes, I'm in a good mood after taking care of a nasty person. I'll reward myself for my hard work." Fukuzawa Fuyumi was indeed quite annoying in his heart. I have practiced swordsmanship, and I have an arrogant expression on my face that I just want to beat you up, which is really suffocating.

Now that I beat her up, I must feel better—who has no temper, but you?

Yoko Ono didn't know why, but she was happy to see Hideji Kitahara smiling happily. She stroked Hyakujirou's hair and said with a sweet smile, "So that's how it is. Then let's go eat... How about eating ramen?"

Ramen restaurants can be seen everywhere on the street, and the prices are relatively affordable. Yoko Ono wanted to save money for Hideji Kitahara. But Hideji Kitahara was really tired of eating ramen in the school cafeteria, he shook his head and said with a smile, "Go eat meat!"

Although life should be saved, but you can't live like a picky bear, some money that should be spent still needs to be spent - he looked at Yoko Ono's slightly disheveled face, and there was always a strange feeling that hurt his kind , always want to feed her something to feel comfortable.

Meat? ! Before Yoko Ono could react, Momojiro became excited first, and stood up from her embrace, his dog's face full of anticipation.

Apart from eating government-subsidized meals at school, Yoko Ono actually doesn't have much experience in dining out. Seeing Kitahara Hideji's decision, she obediently followed him and let him start looking for a place.

The two started to walk on the street. When they passed by the small park near the station, Hideji Kitahara hesitated for a moment, and deliberately took a detour to look inside, and found that Fukuzawa Yuri was really there——she was wielding the giant wooden knife like a tiger. Hu Shengfeng, leading a group of children to play, a pack of joy. The chickens, dogs, and monkeys cheered loudly for her, clapped their hands and applauded, and were also in high spirits.

Hideji Kitahara felt a slight headache, looked at the sky, and thought that she would probably go home if she was hungry, so she took Yoko Ono and Momojiro to the commercial street directly regardless of her.

The two of them and the dog finally saw a semi-outdoor roasted bird restaurant next to a vegetable market. Not long after the stall opened, there were not many diners, but the aroma of barbecue was already faintly audible. At least Hyakujiro, who had a keen sense of smell, stretched out his tongue and salivated. .

"Go and try that?" Hideji Kitahara felt quite friendly when he saw this kind of semi-open-air grilled bird restaurant. RB's roasted bird skewers are products developed after the introduction of American broiler chicken, and they are all aimed at the public diet of ordinary people.

Yoko Ono seemed to be drooling a little too, she was quite embarrassed, she lowered her head and said vaguely, "I can do it, Onisan."

Hideji Kitahara smiled and led her over. The owner of the stall is an elderly couple who welcome them warmly and have no objection to them bringing a dog - this kind of stall is already walking on the edge of legality and illegality, and they don't pay much attention to it.

Kitahara Hideji stared at the ingredients carefully for a while, and found that they were all [food: ordinary chicken], [food: not-so-fresh fruit], and there were no words such as "deterioration" or "corruption". Concerned, and seeing that the price was not too expensive, I guessed Yoko Ono's taste and ordered some—according to Yoko Ono's temperament, she would be too embarrassed to ask her to order it, so it's better to do it for her.

After ordering the food, I randomly picked a corner and sat down. The stall owner brought up a stove with charcoal on the bottom and a layer of barbed wire on the top. The stall owner was also a wonderful person. He even secretly asked Kitahara Hideji if he would like a glass of draft beer. But Hideji Kitahara declined with a smile.

In RB, underage drinking is strictly controlled. This stall owner doesn't care, but he doesn't want to be troublesome, and drinking is nerve-wracking, so it's better not to drink.

Yoko Ono carefully tidied and wiped the bowls and chopsticks. Hyakujiro probably seldom came to such a crowded place, and he was a little flustered, hiding on the side of the table and walking between Yoko Ono and Hideji Kitahara. Yoko Ono wiped the first tableware, set it up for Hideji Kitahara and poured tea, and Hideji Kitahara thanked him and said with a smile, "Yoko, come on! In order not to waste, we must eat cleanly!"

Ono Yoko raised her head and smiled, showing two dimples on her cheeks, and nodded vigorously: "Yes, Onisan!"