My body has mutated in the manga

He asked calmly, although Masamune didn't care much about the LoveLive! School Idol Festival competition, he watched the nine girls dancing and singing very well in Muse.

In particular, the muse group who won the award with the trophy looked far more attractive than ordinary girls, making them even more exciting.

"Because, because of my condition."

Honoka's voice became deeper.

Hearing this, Zhengzong also remembered that such a plot did happen in the original work.

When the LoveLive! School Idol Festival competition is about to begin, Honoka Takasaka will not participate due to her own illness.

"So you came to me hoping that I could help you, but you told me about Xiaoniao and the others?"

"Yes."

Honoka's voice was very firm. The girl had made up her mind to participate in the LoveLive! School Idol Festival properly even though she was ill. She could not let everyone's efforts go to waste because of her own affairs.

So after hearing the news, Honoka has been blaming herself very much and wanting to turn everything around.

In Honoka's understanding, her two friends would naturally not agree with her willful behavior, and neither would her mother and sister.

Then, the only person who might be able to help her was naturally Zhengzong.

"I understand, don't worry, take a good rest first, I will be here soon."

Masamune said to Takasaka Honoka.

After calming down the restless girl on the other end, Zhengzong just hung up the phone.

Turning back, he looked at Mrs. Yuigahama and Yui who were together at the moment.

"I have an emergency here. It seems I can only let you two go for the time being. I'll come over next time. You have to exercise well. Even if you two are together, your fighting power is still so weak."

Zhengzong picked up the clothes on the ground and said while putting them on.

Yui, who was warming up with Mrs. Yuigahama, heard her heart beat fast, with a touch of touching red, and she didn't dare to look at Masamune.

What was going on with my friend Yukinoshita Yukino suddenly changed to Mrs. Yuigahama, and she was already embarrassed. Do you still need to exercise? How is it possible? It's super tiring.

Mrs. Yuigahama, on the other hand, was much calmer. She smiled and nodded at Masamune in promise. She directly picked up the silk quilt from the side and covered her body. Then she walked down and hugged Masamune gently.

"Be careful on the road."

After that, help Zhengzong tidy up the collar properly.

He fully showed Yui, who was still shy next to her, what it means to be ginger or old.

After coming out of Yuigahama's house, Masamune rushed directly towards the address revealed by Honoka Takasaka.

Compared to the Yuigahama family's accommodation building, the Yukinoshita family's high-end apartment, or the Izumi family's single-family building.

Takasaka Honoka's home is behind a Japanese confectionery shop called Homura.

He opened the blue curtain above and walked in.

"welcome."

The voice of a mature and beautiful woman came over. Zhengzong walked forward and looked at the beautiful mature woman standing in front of the counter with a continuous sunny smile.

Wearing a white sleeved shirt and a green apron, her long brown hair is tied behind her back by a rubber band.

The blue eyes seemed to be able to reflect the authentic figure at this moment.

His gentle smile made Zheng Zong feel at home.

"Do you want to sell snacks to take away? Or do you want to taste them on the spot?"

Facing such a student face like Zhengzong, the beautiful woman still greeted him very warmly, without any sign of contempt at all.

His heart skipped a beat. After experiencing Yui's welcome at the entrance door yesterday, and now hearing the voice of the woman in front of him, Zhengzong subconsciously thought of another thing.

"Hello, I am Honoka Takasaka's good friend, Masamune Izumi. I heard that Takasaka was sick this time, so I came over to see her."

He said to the woman in front of him who looked almost exactly like Kousaka Honoka, and then handed over the gift for the visit.

"Honoka's friend?"

Takasaka Kinuho seemed to take a step back in surprise, noticing her impoliteness, and then covered her mouth in embarrassment.

"Sorry, I really didn't expect that Honoka, with her personality and social circle, would meet such a handsome boy."

With a smile, although there is no optimistic giggle like Kousaka Honoka, it is more moisturizing and silent.

Just like Mrs. Yuigahama's gentle performance yesterday, Masamune focused most of his firepower on her.

But how much did Honoka worry you on a daily basis.

How could he harm his own daughter like this?

Looking at the wife in front of him, although the other party's performance has been perfect so far, Zhengzong has vaguely seen the unreliable nature of the other party.

There is always only a wrong appearance, not a wrong personality inherited.

Masamune firmly believes in this.

"Ah, look at my brain, come in quickly."

Kousaka Kinuho, who had no idea how she was being viewed by Masamune at this moment, still maintained her incomparable enthusiasm.

Taking off the transparent plastic gloves on her hands, Kousaka Kinuho walked out.

He directly pulled Masamune with his palm and walked towards the back of Suicun.

When I came to the door of the alley, I opened the shoe cabinet next to it, squatted down and started looking for slippers inside.

I don’t know whether it’s because I’m a natural idiot, or because I regard Masamune, a boy of my daughter’s generation, as a junior. Kousaka Kinuho didn’t notice at all that her posture in front of Masamune at this moment was so wrong.

From the condescending position, Masamune could just see the fine beads of sweat on Kousaka Kinuho's forehead and neck due to the hot weather at this moment, as well as the touching whiteness brought about by the crystal clear reflection.

It seems that my wife lives a very depressed life, but the inside is actually that black.

She is obviously a very beautiful woman, but now she is working so hard to carry out business activities to support her family.

As a chauvinist, I despise this situation where my wife has no choice but to work.

I searched there for a long time, but it seemed that there were always very few men visiting the house, and they were all thinking about women.

I have been looking for men's slippers for a long time that fit my body type and height, but I still haven't found the right ones.