The bathing culture of the Japan people is quite peculiar.
They would prepare a bathtub full of hot water, and then one by one, they would go in to soak. They would change people but not the water in between, truly achieving the feat of 'give me a sip'.
However, even if Nanao Akane was a rare beautiful girl, Hayato had long lost such interest.
Besides, he was the first one to go in for a bath. After soaking for a while,
He changed into a loose T-shirt and walked out of the bathroom, a towel on his head, his whole body seemingly steaming.
"Then I'm going in~~?"
Then came the delighted Nanao Akane… It was even more impossible for her to have such a "big scoop" of salty, wet thoughts… or was it a development?
"Uh,?"
Hayato tilted his head in thought. Damn, you never know…
"What are you thinking about?" Grandma Nanaki, also sitting in the living room, asked.
She was sitting on the tatami mat watching TV.
The TV was also an old model.
It still used an ancient cathode ray tube. This was probably because in recent years, people preferred using phones and PCs instead of TVs. Few young people would specifically turn on a TV to watch a program… So Grandma Nanaki hadn't specifically upgraded the TV.
How to put it,
You could still watch it, but it had a special 480p aesthetic.
"No, nothing." Hayato said.
He couldn't very well say that her granddaughter occasionally acted quite perverted, could he?
Hayato sat cross-legged and watched the program with Grandma Nanaki… When he said "program," it was actually the news, and it was the Nichiuri TV news. "Nichiuri News" could generally be called "Tokyo Metropolitan News," specifically broadcasting a series of current events in Tokyo.
Nanao Nanako worried about whether her granddaughter was doing well in Tokyo and her personal safety, so every day at this time, she would check these Tokyo news channels to warn and caution her granddaughter about what to be careful of daily.
Even now that her granddaughter had returned to Yaso Inaba, this habit hadn't changed for a while.
Science is truly amazing. Hayato remarked emotionlessly, even a Miko with "spiritual power" had to use it to learn new things… In other words, Miss Nanakio's "prediction" and "divination" were not as useful as imagined. Could she not activate them in real-time?
Hayato didn't quite understand, but this might involve privacy, and Grandma Nanaki's impression of him wasn't very good to begin with, so it was better not to inquire about such private matters.
"Tokyo isn't peaceful either." Grandma Nanaki sighed.
At this time, the news was still broadcasting the report: "Middle school boy mysteriously missing, parents' pleas unanswered, Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department announces recent police force superstar to take on the case."
The "middle school boy" referred to that kid Shota. He had heard before that his parents had already reported him missing, and it seemed no trace had been found. Hayato thought there was a ninety percent, no, a hundred percent chance that Hachisuka Xiudao was responsible… Shota was probably in dire straits. If there were no clues for so long, one could only imagine the worst-case scenario of "destroying the body and erasing all traces."
Then he saw the "police force superstar," that young police officer wearing sunglasses, standing in front of the camera.
He stood calmly in front of the microphone:
"Sir, I heard you lived in America before taking office… Are you so calm now because you don't care much about Japan children!?" The reporter was aggressive.
Young police officer:
"I-I'm sorry, sir, I misunderstood you…"
Then, accompanied by severe sobs, the young police officer began a solemn speech, which was nothing more than vowing to personally apprehend the culprit and bring him to justice.
The young police officer was very eloquent, speaking every word from the heart, moving and inspiring.
The reporters below were all heartbroken and moved to tears, unable to extricate themselves.
But Hayato, sitting in front of the TV, twitched his eyebrows… Was it his imagination? Why did it seem so fake to him?
"A child missing… Was he kidnapped by human traffickers?"
Grandma Nanaki muttered to herself, then she looked at Hayato.
Hayato: …I don't know.
He wasn't lying; he really didn't know where Shota had died.
Grandma Nanaki was about to say something.
Nanao Akane, also wearing a loose white T-shirt, her face flushed from steaming, walked in from outside the door.
"That was great~~ After a tiring journey, you really need a relaxing bath to clear your mind…" Nanao Akane said with a radiant, happy smile, "Grandma, you can go take a bath now… Oh, what are you two talking about?"
Seeing that the atmosphere between Kobayashi-chan and Grandma Nanaki seemed good, Nanao Akane was even happier.
"Some news from Tokyo." Hayato said.
"Eh, Kobayashi-chan, you're already in Yaso Inaba, but you're still looking into things in Tokyo?" Nanao Akane leaned over and said.
She was damp and smelled fragrant, her cheeks flushed, as delicate as a freshly boiled egg.
"Then this old woman will go take a bath. I've been busy all day and am indeed a bit tired." Grandma Nanaki stood up.
She slightly stretched her shoulders. It seemed that the "exorcism ritual" was also a strenuous physical activity.
"Mm, okay, then I'll go to bed first." Hayato said.
It was still early, not even nine o'clock.
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