Chapter 11: Looking handsome, life will be very easy

At 2 pm, when things came to an end, Naoki Nagayama dragged Genta Nakai, who was originally going to rest, to the apartment near Waseda.

Walking out of Waseda Station for about 20 minutes, you can see this 6-story apartment building, not far from the famous Waseda University, which can be considered a school district house in the Showa era...

Trendy Japanese-style western apartment, also installed with an elevator.

After Genta Nakai entered the door, he said: "Not bad, this house." The old house in the Showa era, in Naoki Nagayama's view, still lacked a lot of things, and even air conditioning, water heaters, and washing machines were not yet...

However, the space was still very large, two bedrooms and one living room, dining and kitchen integrated, with a small balcony, a bachelor living alone was definitely enough, and a family could barely live in it.

The previous owner only left some larger cabinets, and everything else was moved away. That's good, it's convenient to clean.

"Don't look around, come and help clean~" He stopped Genta Nakai who was turning around like a husky.

"How big is this house, how much does it cost?" Nakai came over and asked.

"20 tsubo, about 14 million."

"E=(′ο｀*))) sigh? Didn't you only have a budget of 10 million? How can you afford it?"

"Are, didn't I tell you? I was very busy more than half a month ago, and I earned it by shooting an advertisement at that time." Good friends don't know everything about financial conditions. Yes, the labor fee has already been transferred. Originally, he planned to borrow a little from the bank if he couldn't scrape enough together.

"Koso, you kid is too good at making money. Am I from Hitotsubashi University or are you from Hitotsubashi University!"

"Nakai-san, do you know an old saying?"

"Nani?"

"Looking handsome, life will be very easy!" Naoki Nagayama had a face that asked for a beating.

"Kikasho, kora yaro..."

While fighting, they cleaned up. After an hour, it was almost cleaned up, and Suzumi Hoshino also came over.

The two boys' definition of cleaning was that the floor was mopped, the windows, closets, kitchen, and toilet were wiped, and that was it.

Still mocking: "Suzumi-chan, we have already cleaned up, you just came~"

After Suzumi Hoshino came over, she despised them, and then commanded the two to turn around.

Naoki Nagayama just discovered that under the sink, kitchen corners, cupboard dead corners, sewers... It turned out that the room that looked clean could actually clean up so much garbage...

After finally coming to an end, the room was completely cleaned. After that, he had to buy some daily necessities to fill it, but that would have to wait until after the New Year.

Next, he must invite the two to dinner~

This is already a proper city center. There are countless restaurants on the street. The 3 people walked and stopped, and came to an izakaya.

The 3 people were tired and hungry after working all afternoon, and ordered the fastest ramen.

After a full meal, they didn't think about continuing to stroll, and returned to the Makino family together.

Eh? Why is Hoshino-san also together? Children shouldn't know too much!

"Welcome back!" Mrs. Makino saw them entering the door, greeted with a smile, looked at Nakai and the two who went up first, and then said to Naoki Nagayama behind, "Nagayama-san, there was a call for you in the evening, it seems to be from your mother."

Naoki Nagayama's brain had a moment of blankness: "Mother?"

Then he reacted immediately and said: "Hai, Makino-san, thank you for your trouble, I will wash up and call back."

"Hai, it doesn't matter."

A bit flustered, he went upstairs. Although he occasionally thought about his hometown after entering Showa for nearly 3 months, it was just a label, a picture in his memory. Even if he talked about returning to his hometown for the New Year, it was just an idea, completely without reality.

The phone call from his mother in his hometown broke this sense of alienation, making him a bit caught off guard.

Naoki Nagayama quickly took a shower, cleaned himself up, and recalled the family situation of the original body.

Mother Nanako Nagayama is a traditional RB woman. After marrying into the Nagayama family at the age of 20, she wholeheartedly became a housewife, managing everything in the family, and was very good to her children. However, Naoki Nagayama was not the eldest son, and there was a younger sister 3 years younger, so she was less doted on.

Father Ken Nagayama, 42, is also the second son of the grandfather. When he was born, the grandfather's mind was all on the expansion of the Yamaguchi-gumi, and his grandmother passed away when he was relatively young, so he developed a timid and stubborn personality. It was natural that he was not favored by the gang boss. After adulthood, he had been separated from the family for more than 20 years, at most to the extent of a phone call every year.

Eldest brother Aoki Nagayama, 21, did not grow into a gentle and elegant appearance. He actually had a strong physique like his grandfather, and his personality was a bit irritable and a bit honest, very Showa man style. The current plan is to inherit the izakaya in Shizuoka, and he has not yet started a family.

Younger sister is named Tsuruko Nagayama, 15, a junior high school student, a top student, whose goal is to take the entrance exam for a top university in Tokyo and become a social elite.

In general, except for the gang background on the grandfather's side, which was a bit unexpected, others were considered normal small county families. Before, Naoki Nagayama also contacted home once every month or two. The introverted predecessor was on the less side. This time, he hadn't contacted for nearly 3 months, which was a bit long. However, the person changed a core, and it was also an instinct to avoid contact with acquaintances. At this time, Naoki Nagayama was also a bit hesitant... but no matter what, he still had to return the call...

After changing clothes, Naoki Nagayama went downstairs and dialed back using the phone in the living room.

After a few beeps, "Moshi moshi, this is the Nagayama family!" A young girl on the other end of the phone.

"Tsuruko?" Naoki Nagayama couldn't help but ask.

"Big brother?!" After hearing this, Tsuruko Nagayama should have immediately called to the other side of the microphone, "Mom~ Big brother's phone~"

This call pulled the pictures in his memory into his brain. Siblings, parents... every bit of growth was integrated into Naoki Nagayama's soul.

"Why didn't Big brother call back for so long? Mom was so worried~" Tsuruko Nagayama expressed her longing for her brother in a nagging and arrogant way.

"Hey~~ Tsuruko-chan doesn't worry either." Naoki Nagayama teased a little.

Tsuruko Nagayama seemed to be choked: "Urusai! Who said I don't worry, I'm very worried, worried about my New Year's gift~"

"Oh no, completely forgot about the gift." Naoki Nagayama was shocked in his heart. "Fortunately, there is time, I can make up for it~"

"New Year's gift, of course, it's already prepared~ just waiting to go back and give it to you." Shamelessly.

"You'd better not forget, otherwise you'll be dead when you come back!" Tsuruko Nagayama threatened, and then heard the mother's reprimand on the phone, "Tsuruko, what are you talking about?" "Hai hai, phone for you~"

"Naoki? Can you hear me?"

"Yes, Mom, I'm here."

"Have you been very busy lately? Are you coming back for the New Year?"

"There are indeed a lot of things at the end of the year, but I can still come back for the New Year~"

"That's great..." After that, it was the mother nagging about father's affairs, eldest brother's affairs, Tsuruko's affairs, izakaya's affairs... Naoki Nagayama responded from time to time on the phone.

This kind of mother-son relationship has been like this since before, a nagging mother and a wooden son.

Naoki Nagayama, who had not experienced family affection in his previous life, silently felt this warm current flowing slowly in his heart. ===== CHAPTER 12 =====

Naoki Nagayama, who had never experienced familial affection in his previous life, silently felt the warm current slowly flowing through his heart.