Song Gangdong held down the head that was about to stick to him and said angrily, “Stop, if you keep doing this I will go to the studio and lock the door.”

“Okay, I’ll take a nap later,” she said sadly.

“Well, go to sleep, I’ll call you before lunch.” Songgang Dong nodded.

Then she went upstairs in a depressed mood. After he could no longer see her, Songgang Dong covered his chest with his hands and breathed a sigh of relief. The words just now were too hurtful, so he couldn’t help but fantasize.

“This little girl is becoming more and more threatening. She’s really getting me mad. I’m going to eat her up when the time comes,” Song Gangdong complained.

Fortunately, because of my weak body, the desire came and went quickly. After drinking two sips of water, I calmed down and started to clean the bathroom.

Garbage disposal in Japan is much more troublesome than in China. Not only does it involve classification, but there is also time to place the garbage every day. It takes a housewife a lot of time just to deal with this.

However, Songgang Dong doesn’t hate this. Maybe it’s because of his obsessive-compulsive disorder. He feels an inexplicable sense of satisfaction after sorting and packing the garbage bit by bit.

“These two guys made a pot of porridge look like a destruction scene,” Song Gangdong complained.

Although he doesn’t really dislike doing housework, he doesn’t like it either. After all, it’s nice to have time to do other things. This is why he has always wanted a maid.

After two hours of cleaning the kitchen, it was finally restored to its original state. He was so tired that he slumped down on the sofa and watched TV. It was still a while before noon, so he had plenty of time to rest.

At this time, Shinomiya Mikoto took the subway and the bus for two hours before finally arriving in Adachi District. The Shinomiya family cemetery is in a temple here.

“Miss Sigong, you are here,” the gatekeeper monk saluted to her.

The Shinomiya family donated a lot to this temple, so even though the other party is now in poverty, the monks are still very respectful.

“Well, don’t disturb the host, I just came over to take a look,” responded Shinomiya Mikoto.

The gatekeeper monk didn’t say anything, just bowed and left. Sigong didn’t care and walked straight towards the family cemetery.

The cemetery of the Shinomiya family covers a large area, about ten square meters, which is equivalent to a bedroom, and the stones used are very good, which is very grand.

She placed the flowers she bought on it and prayed silently, then started to wipe it with the bucket of water placed nearby by the temple. In fact, the monks do this every day, but it is a ritual and everyone who comes to worship has to wipe it personally.

“Father, did you really leave anything behind?” She was still struggling with what Shigong Liang had said to him.

Unfortunately, the cold tombstone would not respond and could only help her calm down a little.

After wiping it, she stood in front of the tombstone and looked at her father’s name, remembering the time when she was spoiled. Then her nose felt a little sour. Although only a short time had passed, she felt it was longer than all the time before combined.

“Amitabha, Miss Shigong, please accept my condolences.”

Shinomiya Mikoto calmed down her emotions and turned around and said respectfully, “Master Nanami.”

“Ms. Shinomiya looks much more haggard than before. Please take care of your health,” the old monk Nanami advised with concern.

“I’m fine, I just stayed up late last night taking care of the patient,” explained Shinomiya Mikoto.

“It seems like a very important person,” Nanami said with a smile.

“For now, it should be considered as such,” Shinomiya Mikoto responded with a smile.

Nanami nodded: “I think Mr. Shinomiya will be relieved to see you like this.”

“Yeah,” Shigong nodded.

“By the way, Mr. Shinomiya left some things with me before. Please take them when you leave later,” Nanami reminded.

“My father really left something behind!”

She didn’t expect that the doubts that had been bothering her for the past two days would be solved so quickly, but it also surprised her very much.

After a while in the reception room, Shinomiya Mikoto looked at the key in her hand with full of doubts. It was indeed a key, and nothing else.

“Mr. Shinomiya once said that if he was gone, he would give the key to you if he had the chance,” Nanami said slowly.

“Thank you, Master Nanami,” Shinomiya Mikoto bowed.

“This is what I should do. It’s almost noon, so let’s stay and have lunch before leaving,” Nanami suggested.

After thinking about it, Shinomiya Mikoto nodded in agreement. At this time, there were two people watching outside the temple, and this had been noticed by the monk who was guarding the gate.

On the other side, at the Matsuoka family, Matsuoka Dong couldn’t wake up Saori outside the door, so he had to go into her bedroom. After all, he promised to wake her up before lunch.

“Saori, hurry up and cheer up, and go out to buy some soy sauce and sugar,” Matsuoka Dong called out, patting her face.

But then she suddenly hugged him by the neck and pressed on him. He was stunned for a moment and it took him a long time to react. But since it was already like this, there was no way to stop.

This lasted for three minutes before Saori finally couldn’t hold on any longer and stopped. Looking at her with confused eyes and flushed face, Matsuoka Dong really couldn’t get angry.

“You bastard, if you sneak attack me again next time, I’ll show you how to deal with you.” Song Gangdong knocked her head.

“Hehe, it’s up to you to deal with it,” Saori said nonchalantly.

Song Gangdong had no choice but to say to this female scoundrel: “I’ll let you off this time. Hurry up and get up and go buy something.”

After he said that, he went out first. Seeing him escape, Saori touched her lips and smiled beautifully. This time her pretending to sleep was a great success.

Chapter 87: Changing clothes and being kicked out of the studio

For lunch, Songgang Dong made pork ribs and winter melon soup, dry-fried shrimps, and Japanese beef rolls. These three dishes were enough for two people. They were all relatively light because he had a cold and couldn’t eat greasy food.

“You’ve done so much. Actually, you could have just ordered takeout. Your cold has just recovered,” Saori said worriedly after coming down.

Song Gangdong served her some rice: “It’s not good to always eat takeout. Besides, I recover quickly. Now I’m basically fine. You don’t have to worry.”

“The takeout is definitely not as delicious as what Brother Songgang cooks.” Saori smiled happily when she saw that his complexion had really improved a lot.

The two of them then ate seriously as if what had just happened had not happened. It can only be said that they were both masters at pretending to be confused.

In fact, when Songgang Dong came down, he washed his face with cold water for a while, while Saori was laughing in the house, but she knew that she couldn’t force him anymore so she didn’t mention it.

“I wonder if Sister Mikoto has eaten now,” Saori muttered while eating pork ribs.

“Just give her a call and you’ll know,” Song Gangdong reminded.

Saori thought for a moment and shook her head: “No, let’s not disturb her at this time. She must be in a bad mood now.”

“Wrong, it’s exactly at this time that you should beat her, so that she won’t continue to be immersed in sadness,” Songgang Dong responded, pointing at her with chopsticks.

“That makes sense,” Saori said, then put down her chopsticks and went upstairs to get her cell phone.

After a while, he made the call and put the phone on the table and turned it to speakerphone. In fact, the volume of modern mobile phones is very loud even if the speaker is not turned on.

beep…

“Saori?”

“Well, where are you, Mikoto-san?” Saori asked.

“I’m still in the temple. I was having a vegetarian meal just now,” Sigong responded in a low voice.

“So that’s how it is. Then you should go back and eat quickly. I’m fine. I just wanted to ask if you have eaten,” Saori said quickly.

“Are you really okay?” Sigong asked doubtfully.

Song Gangdong testified: “It’s really okay, go eat and come back early.”

“That’s good, I’ll be going home after dinner, don’t worry about me.” Although Shigong was a little confused as to why it was him, he still responded.

Afterwards the call ended, both of them felt much happier. After living together for so many days, they felt a little worried when one of them was missing.

“From the sound of Mikoto’s voice, it seems that she is not in a good mood.” As a girl, Saori is quite sensitive.

Song Gangdong didn’t feel any response: “Maybe he’s tired. After all, the temple is still far away.”

“Maybe. By the way, Brother Songgang, let’s have something good to eat tonight,” Saori suggested.

“Well…then let’s grill the ribs. They are very fragrant and not too fattening.” Songgang Dong thought about it and decided.

“This looks very good. Let’s make a vegetable salad to relieve the greasiness. It will be perfect. I’ll eat it in the evening.” Saori was very happy.

On the other side, after Sigong hung up the phone, he went back to the dining hall to finish his meal. It is a rule that leaving food is not allowed in the temple.

Fortunately, the food in the temples in Japan is quite rich despite the lighter flavors. After all, they do not prohibit eating meat, so the combination of meat and vegetables is just right.

It is more suitable for people like Songgang Dong who have just recovered from an illness. Moreover, the food made by this Kushinji Temple tastes very good. Shigong liked it very much before, so he had a full meal.

“Ms. Shinomiya, things are not going well around you, so go out through the secret door later,” Monk Nanami suggested.

“Thank you, Master Nanami.” Shinomiya Mikoto immediately knew what was going on and bowed to express her gratitude.

Soon she left through a very hidden door, while the two guards at the main gate were still guarding it stupidly.

Shinomiya Mikoto was sitting on the bus holding the key in her hand and observing it carefully. It was almost exactly the same as an ordinary door key, with no special marks on the surface and it was smooth.

So she had no idea what this key was used for. After thinking about it for a while, she gave up for the time being.

“Whose key is this?” Shinomiya Mikoto sighed softly.

Tokyo was bustling on Sunday. She looked out the car window at the streets filled with couples and families of three out for fun, and for a moment she felt very lonely.

She now especially wants to return to her home in Songgang, because only there are people waiting for her to come home.

“What! Lost him! You two losers, go find him right now!”

In the chairman’s office of the Shinomiya Group building, Shinomiya Ryo yelled angrily into the phone, then stood in front of the window and looked at the city below with a gloomy expression on his face.

“Koushinji, is it placed there?” Shinomiya Ryo frowned.

Thinking of this, he turned to his desk and called his secretary: “Please help me arrange a dinner with Abbot Nanami of Kushinji tonight.”

Then he looked at the terms of the agreement on technology sharing on the computer with a cold face. This is the price of standing in this position. Foreign capital is greedy.

But there was nothing I could do about it. After I confirmed it casually, I didn’t want to look at it anymore and got up to go to the appointment.

The sky gradually darkened and Shinomiya finally returned home. After entering the house, he found that only Saori was watching TV in the living room. With her signal, he knew that Matsuoka Dong was in the studio.

“How was your day with Songgang today?” Sigong asked with a smile.

“It’s okay, but later they kicked me out of the studio and locked the door,” Saori said a little depressed.

Shigong asked curiously, “What did you do?”

“Well, I just tried on some new clothes in the house,” Saori said with a twinkle in her eyes.

“Just because of this?” Sigong was a little unconvinced.

“Well, it’s just that the clothes are a little special,” Saori gestured with her fingers.

Sigong would not believe what she said. Xiaoxiao might have a very serious problem. However, he did not ask any more questions. Instead, he went upstairs to take a shower and change clothes. He had been outside all day.

Song Gangdong, who was drawing the manuscript in the studio, didn’t know that she had returned. He was just drawing while thinking about the exciting scene just now.

That guy Saori was actually wearing a bunny girl outfit, but she didn’t go over to disturb him. Instead, she lay on the sofa and read comics.