If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

Kyousuke looked at her.He didn't want any conflicts from the bottom of his heart, not for him, but for Kirino.

"……All right."

Randomly picked a large bouquet of flowers suitable for parents with the shopkeeper.The colors are bright and the rhizomes are wrapped together.

The taxi also came.

Xiao Nizi hugged the bouquet, and Kyosuke stopped the taxi with a wave.

423 When I Thought This Guess Was the Worst ([-])

There are not too many vehicles on the road, but the taxis stop and go because of the traffic lights.

Four new popular songs on the music radio were sung, and the taxi slowed down and drove into the residential area.

"boom"

Kyosuke closed the car door and stood at the door of the two-story house, with Kirino holding a bouquet beside him.

The taxi drove away slowly.The hustle and bustle of the road is blocked outside the houses.

It's very quiet here, and the sound of Lingju's "bang bang" dusting the quilt to dry is the biggest movement.

Jing Jie and Xiao Nizi looked at each other, he looked up at the whole picture of the house where he had lived for more than ten years, took a slow breath through his nose, and took two steps forward to the door.

The shiny doorknob was gleaming against the sunlight, whether it had been wiped down or simply because it had been twisted not long ago.

Although there was a key, Kyousuke and the others didn't bring it with them at all.He stretched out his hand, hesitated for a while when it was almost close to the door, and then knocked three times with "Dangdangdang".

He took a step back and stood side by side with Xiao Nizi. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Xiao Nizi turned her head to look at him, with a look of bewilderment that she had almost never seen before.The little hand she was holding on to the bouquet retracted her fingers, as if she wanted to get into Kyosuke's palm, but she gave up because she wanted to hold the bouquet of flowers.

Kyosuke raised his arm and touched her little hand, which was not as warm as before.

At this time, the sound of slippers being slightly tapped gradually became clear from inside the door, and the dense footsteps showed the eagerness of the visitor.Almost at the same time they heard the sound of footsteps, Kyosuke and Kirino tensed up. The sound of footsteps was so familiar. They had listened to it for countless days and nights. Just from the sound, they could tell that the person was from home. Which one.

Before the mental preparations were fully constructed, the door was pushed open in front of the two of them, drawing an arc and pushing the wind that ruffles the ends of their hair.

The one who seemed to push open the door of memory, as he and she expected, was the middle-aged woman who would not be more familiar.She had changed into her house clothes and she was wearing an apron.The familiar apron, which doesn't look brand new, doesn't prove that the woman just finished cooking breakfast. In the awakened memory, the middle-aged woman who never yelled at them is only at home, unless she is going to sleep. Otherwise, you will wear an apron.

Kyosuke and Kirino have no way of knowing whether the clothes on the woman's body are different from the bright and beautiful clothes of this old apron when they go out for a trip or even when they just arrive home.

The one who looked at her was Kyosuke standing directly in front of the door and bearing the brunt of the brunt. The woman's eyes with crow's feet and looking quite amiable met the eyes of the serious Kyosuke who abandoned the dead fish eyes. In an instant, the smile that stopped abruptly at the corner of her mouth spilled a turbid soup-like astonishment on the face of the youth that had passed away, so obvious that even elementary school students who don't know how to read words and expressions can see it.

The smile from the heart is prepared for Kirino, and the joy of reunion after a long absence will naturally not be given to Kyosuke.And the astonishment was because of this young man who made her subconsciously doubt her past memories.

The eyes between the crow's feet looked at Kyosuke from top to bottom, and she couldn't recognize the young man with bright eyes and high chest in front of her.

"...Kyo, Kyosuke?"

Kyousuke nodded slightly: "Yes, hello, long time no see."

"It's been a long time..." Before I finished speaking, I probably lost my interest, and my eyes wandered to look for Tong Nao: "...I don't see you."

Then she found Tong Nao, whose elegant little face and neat attire were even more dramatic changes than Kyosuke's leap from salted fish, monkfish to arowana.

It's as if the layer of bright and dazzling gold paint has been stripped off, revealing the pure brilliance unique to the crystal underneath.

Xiao Nizi hugged the wild flowers in spring, and the brilliant colors of the petals reflected her little face more pale and innocent.

The woman's mouth trembled twice, opened and closed again: "...Tong, Tongtong...Tongnai?"

Kirino's response was exactly the same as Kyosuke's: "Mom, long time no see."

Only the concise address distinguishes her words from Kyousuke's.

The woman in the apron took a deep breath, and the smile that had died before bloomed again on her face. The joy made her face become kind, and anyone who looked at it would think that it was the kind of kindness that wanted to dedicate everything to the child. Mother.

"Tirino, what a big change, you look much better like this than when you didn't make up."

After all, it was his mother, and Tong Nai couldn't help feeling warm when he saw that smile, but at the same time, there was also a sadness that overwhelmed the warmth.

Not for himself, but for Kyosuke.

Kirino felt, it could be said that he felt instinctively that the more family affection he gained, the more his brother lost.

The sparrow pecked three times on the long-extinguished street lamp.

The large bouquet of flowers in Kirino's arms added more joyful wrinkles to the woman's face.

"Oh, I bought flowers, so I don't need to spend money like this. But thank you, these flowers are so beautiful. Come in, your father will be very happy to see you bought flowers. We also brought back a lot of special products from abroad .Come on, come in."

Kirino nodded slightly, but didn't take a step forward. She poked in place and looked at Kyosuke beside her.

She didn't have anything to say to Kyousuke, this behavior was just to tell her mother, "My brother is still here".

Sure enough, the woman followed Kirino's gaze and looked at Kyosuke.The smile on the face has not completely disappeared due to inertia, but the smiling folds at the corners of the eyes have only left the crow's feet left by the years.

"...Kyosuke, come in too," she said.

"Okay." Kyousuke nodded slightly, and his flat reaction was like facing the landlord's invitation when renting a house.

Kirino walked in front, followed by Kyosuke, and walked into the door that the woman let open.The door was closed with a "bang", and the ears became quieter for a moment. Even the sound of the neighbor shaking the quilt disappeared, as if he had entered a secret room.

In front of the carpet, a pair of women's slippers were neatly placed on the floor, welcoming Kirino's arrival.

When Kyosuke Kirino left home, Kirino took away the cute slippers he often wore, and the pair in front of him were obviously spares stored in the shoe cabinet.As for Kyosuke, his worn-out, glued shoes were left in front of the carpet, but now they are nowhere to be seen.

No, Kyousuke found his slippers. It was dumped in a garbage bag inside the door, and the bed was covered with large lumps of fine dust. It almost didn't take Kyousuke to know that it must be when the woman just cleaned up. , disposed of as garbage.