Chapter 944

Aoi Fujiwara was ashamed and angry, responding repeatedly, only asking her mother to shut up quickly.

"Understood, understood! Really understood! Hurry home!"

However, on the way pushing her mother back.

In Aoi Fujiwara's mind, the things that happened this morning emerged involuntarily—

The matter of Chikage-kun even setting a bet with the ace pitcher of the baseball club because of Yukimura Rin-senpai.

Although Chikage-kun later explained that it was more for himself...

But when she heard the cause of this matter was related to Yukimura Rin at the time, she did... feel a surge of sourness that could not be ignored.

At this moment, combined with her mom's "radical" "teaching" just now...

A corner of her heart also couldn't help but waver.

Should she... really, be more active?

Home.

Natsume Chikage opened the door gently with his key, carrying the box with the new iron and his schoolbag, and returned to the quiet and warm home.

"I'm back."

He said toward the house.

Soon, two small heads poked out from the direction of the living room.

Natsume Ruri raised her head from her pile of manga draft papers, and Reisa Kaga also moved her gaze away from the textbook she was reading.

"Welcome back, Brother!"

"Welcome back... Chikage-niisan."

Natsume Chikage smiled slightly at the two and changed into indoor slippers.

"Mm, I'm back."

Saying that.

He carried the things in his hand into the living room and placed the box and schoolbag beside the small table.

And Natsume Ruri, who was originally focused on the storyboard of the girl's manga under her pen, blinked those clear large eyes.

Her gaze was soon attracted by the square box with the brand logo on the sofa.

Noticing the text description on the side of the box, she put down the pencil in her hand curiously.

"Brother, when I saw you at the theater at noon, I wanted to ask... why have you been carrying a box?"

She leaned closer and looked carefully.

"Now that I look closely... you actually bought an iron?"

Natsume Chikage's expression remained as usual, and he explained vaguely with a reason he had thought of beforehand.

"Look, didn't we just move to this new house recently? There is more space here, and there is a washing machine."

"Since there is a washing machine, if there is no iron, I always feel that some clothes are wrinkled after being washed and dried, and they don't look crisp enough when worn."

His tone was natural, as if he were just considering daily needs.

"When we lived in that small room of only three tatami mats before, the place was too small, and there wasn't even a washing machine, so clothes were hand-washed and dried, and I felt there was no need to buy an iron."

"But now that the conditions are a bit better, thinking carefully, having an iron is still quite necessary. Some shirts or school uniform jackets will look much more spirited if ironed."

Natsume Ruri, after listening, bloomed with a happy smile on her face and nodded vigorously.

"Mm-hmm! Brother is right!"

Actually, she had also wanted an iron for a long time in her heart.

It was just that she felt the family's economy wasn't considered well-off before, and her brother's part-time work was hard, so she never spoke of this small wish.

Now seeing her brother take the initiative to buy it back, she was naturally both surprised and happy.

She immediately stood up from the sofa and impatiently opened the brand-new packaging box.

When she saw the clean and professional-looking white iron with smooth lines inside, she couldn't help but weigh it in her hand, an expression of loving it so much she couldn't put it down appearing on her face.

"It looks very easy to use!"

She immediately took action, ran to the wardrobe, took out another set of spare school uniforms, and excitedly wanted to try out this new "toy" immediately.

And Natsume Chikage looked at this brand-new iron, but a thought that no one else could notice flashed through his mind.

Before going to the convenience store after work, he specifically took a detour to an appliance store, bought a new iron of the same brand and model, and replaced the special iron he had brought back from the teacher.

After all, that old iron, as a special piece of equipment, was already lying quietly in his "equipment bar", and its effects could be called upon at any time.

Therefore, while his sister didn't know the specific situation, replacing it with a new one was the safest choice.

At this moment, seeing his sister excitedly preparing to use her school uniform to try out the new iron, Natsume Chikage hurriedly reminded her, his tone carrying the concern of an older brother.

"Ruri, the fabric of the school uniform is quite delicate, and it's not cheap either. You are not familiar with the temperature control and usage of the new iron yet."

"It's better to practice with other old clothes that are not so important first. After you get used to it and master the heat, it won't be too late to iron the school uniform."

Natsume Ruri's movements paused, thought about it, and felt that what her brother said made a lot of sense.

The temperature of the iron's soleplate is very high, and if you don't control it well, or stay for too long, you will really burn or even scorch the clothes.

Although in the home economics class at school, the teacher did teach how to use an iron and some life skills.

But theory is theory, and when it comes to actual operation, you still need actual practice to find the feel.

"Brother is right, I was too impatient."

She stuck out her tongue, obediently put down the school uniform.

Turned and opened her brother's wardrobe, picked out a cotton T-shirt that he usually wore at home and was a bit old.

"Then let's practice with this old shirt of Brother's first!"

Saying that, she excitedly plugged in the iron, waited for it to heat up, and then carefully spread the T-shirt on the ironing board.

Reisa Kaga, who was watching from the side, also put down her textbook and came over to help.

She carefully smoothed out the wrinkles on the T-shirt with her hands, so that Natsume Ruri could practice more smoothly.

Natsume Chikage looked at this scene, feeling a bit ashamed in his heart.

I told you to practice with "other" clothes, and you did well, directly and accurately selecting Brother's old clothes...

But thinking about it, forget it, after all, it's his sister.

At this moment.

Watching the two girls surrounding the ironing board, like getting a new toy, taking out old clothes one by one that were not so important, practicing ironing techniques seriously, and exchanging insights in low voices from time to time.

Natsume Chikage didn't disturb their warm and focused time.

He picked up the prepared change of clothes, said "I'll go take a bath first" softly, and turned toward the bathroom.

He sank his consciousness into the interface that only he could see.

He planned to use the free attribute point he obtained today, which had not been used yet, right now.