Chapter 25 watermelon face (1)

I have a photo that is definitely not for people to see. That's what happened when I was training as a TV actor at NHK.One of my fellow students was a beautiful man named Imai. Once he invited everyone to his Hayama villa.It was a large villa that had been taken over by the occupying forces just after the war.I don't know if the villa belongs to Imai-kun or his parents' property. We can live in all 15 of us.It was the first time for me to live in the home of someone other than relatives. At first, my dad was adamant against my sleepovers: "A girl who is not yet married, even if there are several girls together, can't live in the same house with boys, it's ridiculous!"

Dad was like that.When I started working, I would occasionally go to local places for performances, and my father didn't say anything at that time.But when I was still in training, no matter how much I begged, he would not allow me to spend the night outside, even if my mother interceded for me, it was useless.However, I know how to convince Dad at this time.I don't use this method easily, but it will definitely work if I use it.The method is this, if I beg my father hard and the result is still "no", I will say to my father obediently: "I see. I don't live outside, and I must come back."

Then I went to the beach, called home in the evening, and said to my father: "I'm going home now. Although everyone lives here, since Dad said that we can't live outside, I'm going back now." When I say this, Dad may be too kind-hearted, or he may think I am pitiful. In short, he will hurriedly say: "Is Doudou the only one who came back?" Then I said in a slightly sad, "what a nice girl" voice my dad thought: "Yes. When other people came to play, the family members agreed to live outside, so they stayed. I will go back as soon as it is not too dark."

Dad will say loudly to mom on the other end of the phone: "Fucking child! Oh, I heard that Doudou was the only one who came back alone. What should I do? Should I let her come back? But it's already dark, what should I do?" So, my mother, who fully understands my intentions, sighs on purpose: "But Dad said 'No'. Although Doudouzhu is very pitiful, there is no way." At this time, Mom's words are the key to the overall situation. If the expression is not good, the result may become "Yeah, let her come back", but Mom said it very cleverly, and Dad has always pursued "Mom said The most important" approach, so Dad began to waver:

"Yeah, it's too pitiful for her to come back alone... Well, if it really doesn't matter, it's okay to let her live there..." At this time, my mother will lose no time to add a sentence: "of course." So, Dad decided: "Oh, Doudouzhu, you can live there, be careful." Dad is like this, he has never doubted others in his life.He was sharp, almost harsh, with people and with himself only in matters related to music, but in other things, he was always like that.Dad is such a simple person, or in some respects a little childish, and now I think of these past events of my father, which makes me very nostalgic.

Anyway, I got my dad's permission and this was my first sleepover.Apart from studying together, we have never stayed together for such a long time. We were all very excited, and we made a lot of noise when we made dinner together.We fried the horse mackerel that we caught separately.The fried fish was delicious.The melons given to us by the farmer's aunt are also very fresh.We set off fireworks together, talked and laughed, made a lot of noise, and refused to sleep all the time.By the time everyone fell asleep, it was already dawn. Still, I woke up around ten o'clock in the morning and stepped out gently, careful not to step on the legs of the still sleeping people.I left the room and went to the bathroom.

"The morning by the sea is really comfortable." As I thought about it, I looked in the mirror.At that moment, I felt that the person in the mirror was not me.Because what was reflected in the mirror was a fat face that was as swollen as a watermelon!Nose, cheeks, everything is flat, there is no bump at all, the face is bulging, the eyes are almost blocked, and they can only barely open a small gap.However, judging from the color of the pajamas and hairstyle, this watermelon face is definitely mine. "What exactly is going on?" The thing was so unbelievable that I was taken aback and stood there in a daze.Fortunately, only my face is swollen.At this moment, Satomi Kyoko also got up, and surprisingly, she also turned into a watermelon face, but it was not as serious as mine.We looked at each other with our small eyes that were almost blocked, and couldn't help laughing.It wasn't until we talked about it that we figured out what was going on.