Chapter 32 Housework (2)

"Don't be so pitiful! I think your date is probably with a girl whose name I can't even remember!" My sister said in a cold tone. "Can't it be changed to Saturday?" "Saturday is going to be in the studio all day because we're working on electric wipes right now, so it's going to be a very busy day." "Then cancel it with her!" "Then you pay the cancellation fee!" I said. "It's a very delicate stage right now." "It's not that subtle!" "Though it shouldn't be like this..." I said as I sat in a chair and straightened my shirt and tie. "Didn't we make a promise not to invade each other's lives? Wouldn't it be nice if you had dinner with your fiancé—me and my girlfriend?"

"No, you haven't had a good chat with him, have you? Since we met, you have only met him once, and that was four months ago, isn't that so? Although you have had the chance to meet several times , but you run away on purpose every time, don’t you think it’s impolite? He’s your sister’s fiancé, I beg you to have a meal with him, okay?” Because my sister has her reasons for what she said, so I had no choice but to remain silent.It is true that I always use the most natural method to avoid meeting with Noboru Watanabe, and there is really no common topic between Noboru Watanabe and me, and he can't understand the jokes I tell.

"Please! As long as this day is fine, from now on until this summer, I will not disturb your sex life again." My sister said. "My sex life is nothing!" I said. "Maybe it won't happen again until the end of the summer." "No matter what, please stay at home on Sunday." "I can't do anything!" I rebuffed her flatly. "Maybe he'll fix the VCR for you, that guy is really good at it." "There is such a benefit!" "Don't keep thinking about those weird things!" My sister hung up the phone after speaking.

I put on my tie and went out to work. This week has been sunny and fine, as if every day is a continuation of each day. On Wednesday night, I called my girlfriend and told her that she was busy with work and not to see each other this weekend.Since I hadn't seen her in three weeks, she was of course not very happy.Then I did not put down the phone, and continued to call the female college student, but she was not at home, neither on Thursday nor on Friday. On Sunday morning, I was woken up by my sister at eight o'clock. "I need to wash the sheets, you can't stay up so late," she said.

Then they took off the pillow case and the bed sheet, and told me to take off my pajamas. I had nowhere to go, so I had to go to the bathroom to take a shower and shave along the way.I think this guy is becoming more and more like a mother. It turns out that women are like fish. No matter what the process is, they will always return to the same place in the end. After taking a shower, I put on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt with almost faded letters on the chest, yawned a long time, and started drinking orange juice.I feel like I still have the alcohol from last night in my body, and I don't even want to read the newspaper.There was a box of soda crackers on the table, so I took three or four of them instead of breakfast.

My sister put the quilt into the washing machine, and then kept tidying up my room and her own room. After tidying up, she scrubbed the walls and floors of the living room and kitchen with detergent. I have been lying on the sofa in the living room, flipping through the photos of naked girls sent to me by my American friends. After careful observation and research, I discovered that female genitals actually have different sizes, which are exactly the same as height and IQ. "Hey! Seeing that you are idle and bored here, why don't you help me buy something!" As my sister said, she forced me a note with a list of items to purchase.

"Please don't read this kind of book here, this person is very important to me!" I put the naked photos on the table and stared at the note.Lettuce, tomato, celery, salad dressing, smoked fish, onion, soup bag, potato, celery, three slices of steak... "Steak meat?" I said. "I just ate steak yesterday, I don't want to eat steak, it's better to eat croquette!" "Maybe you really ate steak yesterday, but we didn't. Please don't be so self-righteous. Besides, no one serves guests with croquettes!" "If a girl invites me to her house to eat croquettes, I will be very touched, and then I will bring out a plate of thinly sliced ​​white kale, fragrant miso soup... this kind of food How life-like the law is!"

"Anyway, I've decided to eat steak today. If I kill me, I won't make croquettes for you to eat. Don't be self-righteous today. Let's eat steak with us! Please." "Okay!" I said. Although sometimes I seem to complain more, but in the final analysis I am still a very kind person. I went to the nearby supermarket to shop according to the menu, and then went to the nearby hotel to buy a bottle of champagne for 4,500 yen, which I planned to give to the two of them as an engagement gift.I think only a very kind person would think so carefully about them. When I got home, I saw a neatly folded polo shirt and a pair of crepe-free cotton trousers on top of my bed.

"Put on this suit!" said my sister. never mind!Just change it!I thought to myself and changed my clothes without complaining.No matter what other opinions I have, I still follow her wishes today, so that the atmosphere will be more peaceful. Noboru Watanabe showed up on time at three o'clock in the afternoon, of course on a motorcycle.The exhaust sound of his 500cc locomotive could be heard clearly from a distance of 500 meters.Looking down from the balcony, I saw him park the motorcycle next to the entrance of the apartment, and then took off his helmet.Thankfully, after taking off his hard hat, he was still wearing normal clothing.A plaid shirt, a pair of white trousers, and a pair of brown shoes. The only thing that looks abrupt is that the colors of the shoes and the belt don't match.

"Looks like our lady's friend is here!" I said to my sister who was peeling potatoes at the counter. "Could you please greet him first, I have to be busy in the kitchen right now." My sister said. "This is not good! He came here for you, not to mention that I have nothing to say to him, let me cook and the two of you go chat." "Stop messing around! Can you cook? Hurry up and greet the guests!" As soon as the electric bell rang, the door was opened, and Noboru Watanabe stood at the door.I took him to the living room and sat him on the couch.

He brought an extra-large box of ice cream as a gift, but our freezer was too small to hold such a large box of ice cream.I think he is like a big boy who still needs to be taken care of, and he even brings ice cream when he visits his girlfriend's house. Then I asked him if he wanted a beer and he said no. "Physique is not suitable for drinking," he said. "I don't know why, but I feel sick after drinking a big glass of beer." "When I was a student, I had a bet with my friends. I drank a dozen beers and bought a lot of money." I said. "How do you feel after drinking it?" Watanabe Noboru asked. "The piss stinks of beer for two days," I said. "Also, keep farting..." "Hey! Please check the video recorder!" The younger sister seemed to have seen the ominous smoke screen, and said on the table with two glasses of orange juice. "Okay!" he said. "I heard you are very capable?" I asked. "not bad!" He didn't answer in the slightest unhappy. "I used to like combination toys or radios very much. If any electrical appliances in the house were broken, I would fix them. Where did the video recorder break?" "No sound!" I picked up the remote and pressed the power button to let him know that the sound was not coming out. He sat in front of the TV and pressed the buttons on the TV one by one. "The ampere system is broken, there's nothing wrong with it." "How did you know?" "Use induction," he said. Induction?I find it incredible So he removed all the wires in the institute and checked them carefully one by one.At this time I took an easy-open can of beer from the refrigerator and sat aside to drink it alone. "Drinking seems to be a fun thing?" He told me as he turned the screw with a screwdriver. "It's okay!" I said. "I drank so much wine, and I didn't feel anything special. Because I didn't come to compare." "It's time for me to practice too!" "Drinking also requires practice?" "Yeah! Of course!" Watanabe said. "Is it weird?" "Not surprising at all! Start with white wine, put white wine and ice cubes in a large glass, if you think the taste is still too strong, add a little lemon slice, or you can add juice to make it cocktail." "I'll try," he said. "Ah! Sure enough, the problem is here." "There?" "The connection line between the front amp and the power supply has a fixed safety bolt on the left and right sides of the connection line. This safety bolt is easy to shake up and down. However, the TV is so huge that it should not be moved arbitrarily." "It's because I moved it when I was going to clean it." My sister said. "Very likely!" he said. "This is also a product of your company!" My sister said to me. "Such a rough product is produced!" "I didn't make it, I was just in charge of advertising." I whispered. "If you have a cross-shaped screwdriver, you can fix it quickly." Noboru Watanabe said. "Have it?" "No!" I said. How could there be such a thing. "Then I'll go out and buy it on my bike! As long as I have a cross-shaped screwdriver, it will be very convenient to repair everything at home." "Probably so!" I've lost all strength. "But, do you know where the hardware store is?" "I know!" There is a family not far ahead. " Watanabe said. I poked my head out from the balcony again and watched Noboru Watanabe put on his helmet and get on his motorcycle. "This person is not bad!" sister said. "So softhearted!" I said. After the TV was fixed, it was nearly five o'clock, and because he said he wanted to listen to some music, my sister played Julio's record.Julio!God!I thought to myself, forget it!Anyway, today I have done all the useless things! "What kind of music does your brother like to listen to?" Watanabe Noboru asked. "I absolutely love hearing this!" I was lying. "Other than that, I like to hear Ruth Springsteen, or Jeff Seek!" "I've never heard of that!" he said. "Is this kind of music too?" "almost." Then he began to talk about the design group he belongs to now, which is developing a new computer. This system can calculate the most accurate time for effective turning driving when an accident occurs on the railroad track.Hearing what he said, I also think this method is really convenient, but this principle is as difficult to understand as French verb conjugations for me. As he enthusiastically explained to me, I nodded appropriately, keeping women in my mind.Who should I drink with today, where should I go for dinner, and which hotel should I go to?I must have been born with a preference for this, some like to play with model cars, some like to study computer programming, and I like to sleep with women.There must be a destiny beyond human power. Dinner was ready when I finished my fourth bottle of beer. Grilled fish with bisque, steak with salad, French fries, my sister's cooking was not bad. I opened champagne and drank it alone. "Brother, why did you go to work in the electric factory? From your conversation, it seems that you don't like electric things very much." Watanabe Noboru asked while cutting the steak. "This guy doesn't care what the company is doing at work!" said my sister. "As long as the work is easy and there is food and entertainment, he will go." "Yes! That makes sense!" I very much agree with her. "There are only fun things in his mind. What is hard work and hard work is completely out of his scope of thinking." "Same as crickets in summer!" I said. "But you like being around serious, hardworking people." "You can't say that," I said. "Other people's affairs have nothing to do with me. I only think about myself, and other people's affairs have nothing to do with me. Although I am indeed a very dirty person, I will never interfere with other people's lives or life." "You are definitely not a nasty person!" Watanabe said it reflexively.This guy's tutor must not be bad. "thanks!" I said and raised my glass. "I wish you a happy engagement! Although it seems that drinking alone is not enough for me." "The wedding is going to be held in October," Watanabe said. "But we don't plan to invite chinchillas and bears." "It's okay," I said. God!This guy even joked with me! "So, where are you going to spend your honeymoon? Will you pay in installments?" "Hawaii." The younger sister answered succinctly. So we started talking about planes, because I'd read a few books about plane crashes, so I could give them a long talk on that. "The sun-baked human flesh on the debris is almost edible!" I said. "Hey! Don't say such disgusting words while eating!" My sister raised her hand, glared at me and said. "These words can be bragged to other girls, don't bring them to the dinner table." "Brother, don't you plan to get married?" Watanabe Noboru interrupted. "No chance!" I said as I put a French fry in my mouth. "Having to take care of my younger sister and having to deal with a long war." "war?" Watanabe Noboru asked in surprise: "What war?" "Normal joke, ignore him!" The younger sister waved her hand and said impatiently. "It's a silly joke!" I also said. "However, it is true that there is no chance. Because I am too extreme, I don't like washing socks by myself, so I have never been able to find a girl who can tolerate my shortcomings. This is very different from you." "Why don't you like washing socks?" Watanabe asked. "Stop joking around!" My sister explained in a tired voice. "I wash my socks every day!" Watanabe Noboru nodded and smiled for about a second and a half.I decided to let him laugh for three seconds next time. "But she won't live with you forever!" He meant my sister. "It's only natural for a younger sister to live with an older brother, why not?" I say. "You said everything, but I didn't say a word!" sister said. "However, this is not the real life, the life of a real adult. A real life should be a sincere relationship between people. In the past five years, I have been very happy and free with you, but recently I feel that this Not real life, because I don't feel the essence of life at all, you are always thinking about your own business, and when you want to talk to you about something serious, you are always joking!" "Because I'm an introvert," I said. "It's arrogance!" said my sister. "Introverted and arrogant!" I explained to Noboru Watanabe while pouring champagne. "I'm a combination of introversion and arrogance." "I understand what you mean." Watanabe Noboru nodded. "But, if you're the only one left—in other words, if she and I get married—don't you want to find someone to marry, bro?" "Probably so!" I said. "Really?" My sister asked me. "If you really think so, there is a pretty good girl among my friends who I can introduce to you." "Let's talk about it later! It's still too dangerous." After dinner we all moved to the living room for coffee.My sister played a Willie Nathan record this time.Fortunately, Julio's music was played only a little bit. "I was originally like you. I planned to get married after I was thirty." Watanabe Noboru said to me that my sister was washing dishes in the kitchen. "However, after meeting her, I immediately wanted to get married." "She's a good kid!" I said. "Although you may experience occasional constipation due to your stubborn personality, generally speaking, your choice is correct." "However, when it comes to getting married, I still feel terrible." "If you only look at the good side, or only think about the good side, you won't feel any horror. If something really horrible happens, you have to wait until it happens." "Probably so!" "Anyway, just take it easy and you'll be fine." As I said that, I walked towards the kitchen and told my sister that I wanted to take a walk nearby. "I won't be back until after ten o'clock, you two have a good time! Have you replaced the sheets with new ones?" "Why do you always think of strange things!" The younger sister said in a disheartened manner, and did not object to my wanting to go out. I went to Watanabe Noboru and told him that something happened nearby, I had to go out for a while, and I might come back very late. "It's nice to be able to chat with you, I find it very interesting." Watanabe said. "You are welcome to come to my house to play after we get married." "thanks!" My imagination suddenly failed! "Don't drive, you've already drunk a lot!" sister said aloud. "I walk." I said. Walking to a nearby bar, it was nearly eight o'clock. I sat at the counter and ordered a glass of IW brandy with ice cubes. The TV on the counter was playing the game between the Giants and Yakult. Because the volume of the TV was turned off, only the picture could be seen.The pitchers are Nishimoto and Obana, and the score is 3 to 2, Yakult wins.Watching silent TV wouldn't be so bad, I thought. While watching the baseball game, I drank three glasses of wine before I knew it.At nine o'clock, the seventh round ended with three to three, and the switch on the TV station was cut off. Sitting next to me was a girl in her twenties who often appeared in this bar. She had been watching TV just now. After the game, I chatted with her about baseball.She said she was a Giants fan, and asked me which team I like, and I said that every team is the same, I just like watching games. "What's the fun in that?" she asked. "If that's the case, you won't be fascinated by watching football, right?" "It doesn't matter if you're not fascinated!" I said. "Anyway, someone else is playing." Then I had two more brandies and she had two more fruit wines. Because she majored in commercial design at American University, we started chatting about advertising art. After ten o'clock, I left the bar with her and changed to a shop with more seats.Here I continued to drink whiskey, and she also ordered fruit wine, she was completely drunk, and I was also a little bit drunk.At eleven o'clock, I sent her home, and of course made love at her house, which is the same reason as taking out the cushions and making tea. "Turn off the lights!" As she spoke, I turned off the light. From the window, I can see the towering advertising tower of Canon, and the TV in the next room is broadcasting the news of professional baseball loudly. In the darkness, I have already passed out of drunkenness, so I am completely unaware of what I have done. .This kind of thing can't be called sex, it's just twisting the hips and releasing semen. After the moderately simplified behavior, she was so tired that she fell asleep immediately, and I didn't even bother to wipe the semen, so I put on my clothes and walked out of the room.Finding my polo shirt, pants, and underpants in the dark was no easy feat. Stepping outside, drunkenness raced past me like a freight train.Drunkenly bought a bottle of juice from the vending machine, and after drinking it, the juice and the contents of my stomach vomited down the road, the remains of steak, smoked fish, lettuce, and tomatoes. It's terrible!I thought to myself, I haven't thrown up from drinking in years, what the hell is going on lately? At this time, I suddenly thought of Noboru Watanabe and the cross screwdriver he bought for no reason. "Having a Phillips screwdriver is very handy." Watanabe said. It's a healthy thought, I thought, wiping my mouth with my handkerchief.Thank you very much, I have another cross-shaped screwdriver in my house from now on, but, apart from this screwdriver, I still think it is very unpleasant to him. Probably because my personality is too extreme! When I got home, it was late at night and early in the morning. Of course, the motorcycle by the entrance had disappeared. I took the elevator up to the fourth floor and unlocked the door. Except for a small light on the kitchen counter, it was dark. My sister should She went to bed first because she was tired all day. I poured a glass of orange juice and drank it all in one gulp.Then I went to take a bath, washed off the smell of sweat with soap, brushed my teeth carefully, walked out of the bathroom, looked in the mirror, and found that I still had a handsome face.Sometimes, from the tram window, my face looked like a drunk, dirty middle-aged man, with rough skin, sunken eyes, and shaggy hair. I shook my head, turned off the light in the bathroom, wrapped a towel around my waist, went back to the kitchen, and drank from the tap.Thinking about what to do tomorrow?When a person encounters unsatisfactory things, he will think about tomorrow, but tomorrow does not guarantee that it will be better. "You came back too late!" In the dark, I heard my sister's voice. She was alone on the sofa in the living room drinking beer. "You've been drinking too!" "You drank too much!" "I know." I said. Then he took out a bottle of beer from the refrigerator and sat opposite his sister to drink it. For a while we didn't say a word, drinking beer in silence, the breeze blowing the potted leaves on the balcony, and looking out the window, we could see a vague semicircular moon. "It's a waste of effort to talk about it," said the younger sister. "What's up?" "Everything is! Don't you notice?" "Oh!" I said, facing this half moon, I became inexplicably speechless. "Don't you ask me what I think is wrong?" my sister said. "What do you think is wrong?" "This house, I don't want to live in this house anymore." "Oh!" I said. "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" "I'm so tired!" I said. My sister looked at me quietly. After I drank the last sip of beer, I leaned back on the chair and closed my eyes. "Is it because of me that you are tired?" asked the sister. "no!" I closed my eyes and answered. "Are you tired from talking too much?" sister asked in a low voice. I stood up, looked at her, and shook my head. "So, is it because I said something serious to you? To your life, or to yourself...?" "No!" I said. "real?" "These are the things you used to say to me before, so I don't care at all, but why do you think of those all of a sudden?" "After he went back, I've been sitting here waiting for you to come back, and suddenly I wondered if I might take you too seriously." I got two cans of beer out of the fridge, turned on the record player, and Richie Barrack's voice blew softly.I listen to this record all the time when I come home drunk late at night. "Probably a little confusing," I said. "Life changes are like changes in air pressure, and they make me very confused." She nodded. "Am I making the right choice?" "As long as you have a choice, you may be right or you may be wrong, so don't take things to heart." "Sometimes it's scary when I think about it." "If you only look at the good side and only think about the good side, you won't feel so scary. It's enough to wait until something unsatisfactory happens!" I will repeat what Noboru Watanabe said. "Will it really be as smooth as you said?" "If it doesn't go well, we have to wait until the time to talk about it." The younger sister laughed secretly. "You're the same as before!" she said. "I want to ask you something?" I said as I pulled the tab off the beer. "go ahead!" "Before him, how many people did you sleep with?" She froze for a moment, then stretched out two fingers and said: "Two people!" "One is your age and one is older?" I said. "How do you know?" "This is the standard form." I said and took another sip of beer. "Do you think I've played so many fake games? I don't even know about such things." "Is it standard?" "At least it's healthy!" "Then how many girls have you slept with?" "Twenty-six," I said. "I just counted it recently. I remember twenty-six people who came, and I can't remember about ten! Because I don't have the habit of keeping a diary, I can't find out the exact number." "Why are you sleeping with so many girls?" "have no idea!" Honestly. "Although I also feel that this is not good, but I still can't restrain myself." The two of us were silent for a while, each thinking about what we should think about. The exhaust sound of a motorcycle came from a distance. I don't think Watanabe Noboru came back again, because it is already one o'clock in the morning. "What do you think of him?" asked the sister. "You mean Watanabe Noboru?" "yes." "Not a bad guy, but I don't like him very much, and I don't agree with his taste in clothing." After thinking about it for a while, I say frankly. "However, it's not bad to have someone you hate in a family!" "I think so too. Although I like you, if the whole world becomes like you, it will The world is meaningless. " "Probably so!" I said. So I drank the beer and went back to my respective rooms. The covers on the beds were new and clean, not a single crease.I lay on the bed, looked at the moon through the gap in the window, and thought to myself, where will people go in the end?Thinking about it, tiredness hits my heart unconsciously. When I close my eyes, sleep is like a dark net, flying down from the top of my head silently.