Looking at Miyahara Nagisa quietly lowering her eyes, revealing a stubborn and lonely look. Shiina Iori, who had wanted to persuade her, suddenly couldn't speak for a moment.

For many people, comfort is just a self-satisfied word that touches the upper and lower lips without a common feeling basis.

It is precisely because he has seen through this true nature that Shiina Iori has always been impatient with saying such words to others - after all, the burden of life he has experienced is heavier than others in most cases.

It is precisely because of this that when he wanted to speak to comfort his girl at this moment, even he was a little disdainful of listening to the words, and naturally he was silent on his lips.

Every family has a difficult sutra to recite.

Originally, Shiina Iori was never willing to interfere with the conflicts between relatives.

But, after all, it is my own Miss JK.

"Speaking of this, Nagisa never mentioned the conflict between you and your mother, right?"

Shiina Iori looked at Miyahara Nagisa's angry expression and suddenly asked, "The conflict seems to be very intense."

But what surprised him was that Miyahara Nagisa only had a cold face when she heard this, and did not show any strong emotional fluctuations, but instead shook her head.

"without."

"There is no conflict between us."

"In addition to having been giving me a fist, foot, stick and stick since I was six years old, habitually throwing me into a small room and letting me practice living alone, forcing me to learn free fighting Brazilian Jiu-jiu-jiu-Mongolian wrestling, and placing the training volume of national professional athletes every day..."

"She didn't do anything to sorry for me."

"I just simply hate her."

What she said sounded very calm, but Miss JK was already gritting her teeth when she spoke, as if she wanted to throw her mother into the pot and stew it for a while.

Shiina Iori had to smile when she heard this.

He had already roughly expected this scene today when he was communicating with Miehara Mieko and heard that Nagisa would be hung up for a small matter because of a small matter.

But Nagisa was able to distinguish between "sorry" and "hate" from "hate", which was a bit beyond his imagination.

He thought that according to the landlord's impulsive and arrogant temperament, he would definitely be blinded by this strange emotion.

"What, that expression of looking at me as a fool!"

The landlord glanced at him, raised his eyebrows with some displeasure, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "I can tell the difference between lessons and education."

"And the weight of that woman's attack was clear, and she never beat me up to an injury above the level."

"Minor injuries are also very serious!"

Shiina Iori complained angrily: "And don't just peek at other people's thoughts, Miss Nagisa."

"The scoops are clearly written on your face."

Miyahara Nagisa mumbled twice before continuing: "I hate her because she is obviously indifferent to her family, but after she returns home, she still always looks like she is actually very concerned about her."

“How to say it?”

Shiina Iori took on the responsibility of intimate big tree hole very responsibly.

The landlord was silent for a while, as if he didn't know where to start.

After waiting for a long time, I slowly said: "My father has been having asthma since I was four or five years old, and his health has never been very good."

"It was probably from around that time that the woman started helping her father handle things in the company."

"At the end, she just started running the company alone, and her father was recuperating at home."

Miyahara Nagisa sat at the dining table, holding a glass of juice in her hand, and her fingertips were bored around the end of her long hair, rolled into a circle on her knuckles, as if she was trapped in memories, and the things she said were not broken, and her thoughts were a little confused.

"She went to my parent-teacher meetings since she was a child. She usually had her father tutoring me for homework and going out to play, but the woman would only get home after a very late."

"Of course, this is also because my dad only needs to stay at home, he is in poor health and is usually relatively idle."

"My dad is a monk in finance and has a good way of coaching, and it's just like coaxing children. So when I was young, I was always happy if I didn't have her at home. But the woman did not agree with my dad's educational philosophy and believed that punishment must be deterrent."

"When I was young, I kept thinking that when I grew up, I must hang the woman up and beat her with a stick."

"Dad always patiently advises me."

"Because I am very obedient, or I pretend to be very obedient in front of my dad, I never say that kind of thing in front of him, but I still think so in my heart... At that time, I always felt that I was a very bad child who lied to my dad."

"It turned out that he died not long after."

Miyahara Nagisa, who said that his favorite relative died in his life, did not show any unnecessary expressions. In fact, the fact is the same - no matter how beautiful the memories were during his lifetime, when they recalled after death, only memories remained.

Emotions and touches will always be smoothed and wiped out step by step by step by long periods of time.

"And that woman was still busy with her work until her father died."

"She didn't drive back until three hours after the death notice was sent to me."

Speaking of this, Miyahara Nagisa couldn't help but show a sneer on her face: "Even if those things can fall into her after their father's death, only the pitiful 5% stake."

"It's hard to understand what she's busy with every day."

"And not long after, the woman began to divide the property and transfer the property."

"There are only some real estate that can be rented in my hands, but because most of them are scattered everywhere and the custody rights are in the hands of professional brokers, I can usually see that there is an amount in the card to be paid."

"Three or four years later, she found another little man."

Miyahara Nagisa said, and his tone gradually became a little disgusted: "If I were my dad, I would definitely find someone much better than her."

"That woman is not only good-looking, but she doesn't know what her dad likes to her."

"Cheers."

While saying that, she raised the drink in her hand, touched Iori gently, and then took a sip.

Shiina Iori was feeling a little subtle when she listened to these.

Indeed, from the perspective of family emotions, mother-in-law and Nagisaki actually have no big conflict.

No, it is not correct to say there is no conflict.

Whether it is stick education, property division, monopolizing economic power, and indifference to the family, these are the biggest impact on family emotions.

Shiina Iori herself grew up in the "Shina Mater" where love and hate are entangled in love and hate. Her parents are loving and her family is happy. Apart from being poor, she doesn't seem to have much internal conflicts, so she can't personally experience the feeling of growing up with that kind of family.

However, judging from Nagisa's experience of "pre-bad girl", it is obvious that the trauma is very serious.

Another point is...

Shiina Iori suddenly showed a funny expression, turned her head and rubbed Nagisa's head, and was thrown away by her disgust:

"You are obviously just trying to stand up for your father!"

“…”

"Well, you can say that too."

Miyahara Nagisa tilted her head and turned her little face toward the other.

Although the tone sounds a bit shy, the landlord admitted it neatly on this issue.

"Alas."

Shiina Iori intentionally elongated her tone: "I'm going to be jealous!"

"Ha? What's the jealousy you are eating!"

Nagisa spoke without hesitation, pouting his mouth and pushing him, looking like I was too lazy to pay attention to you.

Gu Zhu

Shiina Iori put down the wine glass in her hand, lowered her head slightly, and smiled and said in a low voice:

"Because, there is a daughter who can care about her feelings after she has died for many years...Isn't this something that is worthy of envy?"

Miyahara Nagisa was stunned when she heard this and turned to look at him.

Then, I heard her continue, "Sorry, I thought that Nagisa was my fault before, you were a black-hearted cotton jacket."

"Who do you think is the black-hearted little cotton jacket?"

“…”

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts--"

Shiina Iori's wrist was grabbed by Miyahara's fierce look on her face, and she broke it from the front to the back of her back, and her palm was almost pressed to the back of her head.

Many guests around looked in the direction here, as if they noticed Nagisa and Iori who were interacting happily, covering their lips and covering their expressions.

However, after laughing, most of them avoided their expressions and pretended not to notice anything.

After all, the young lady of the Miyahara family who made a fool of herself was a communication place opened by the Miyahara family, so everyone present naturally knew her.

The landlord did his own thing and didn't care about the surroundings at all. His eyes were secretly lying on Iori, and his figure-showed evening dress was squeezed out with a lot of wrinkles.

After a while, I barely let him go.

"...I'm so long-winded!"

The girl had a red face and looked very unhappy. She stood up from her seat: "Get out of the way, I'm going to the bathroom!"

“Yes, yes~”
To be continued...