Early the next morning, Fujiwara's house.

What interrupted the two of them to recover the energy they had almost exhausted the night before was Hotaru's mobile phone ringing.

"I'm annoyed!" Hotaru got up with a rather serious anger and smacked the mattress behind Fujiwara like this. "Why do you call me every time you need sleep the most?"

"If we still need to go to school, we should all get up and wash up and get ready for school." Fujiwara put his arms around Hotaru and turned around, pressing the other's body face to face against him, while also allowing Hotaru to reach the phone on the bedside table on his side. "It's still a little weird to call so early, though—who called?"

"This ......," Hotaru frowned slightly. It's my uncle the doorman in the apartment over there. ”

With that, she picked up the phone, suppressed her breath a little, and asked. "Hey, uncle, what's the matter?"

"The package from your side was sent yesterday afternoon, and I saw it and told you when I was patrolling the building, and you said you were not there." The uncle on the other end of the phone reminded. "Don't take it? Or are you not back yet? ”

"Ah, I'm sorry," Hotaru immediately remembered the incident - she had planned to go back to live yesterday, but because of Greedy Joy...... "Well, can you tell me what it is?" ”

"I didn't say it, I just said that it was a box that was 'personally opened by Miss Shuike Firefly'."

"Do you want me to open it myself?" Hotaru frowned slightly. "Is the signature written?"

"No, a gift box with no information."

"That's right, how about helping me take it apart?" Blinking, Hotaru made her request.

"I'll tear it down for you?" Uncle Janitor obviously didn't expect such an outcome. "Wait a minute, it's not appropriate for me to open your girl's package?"

"It's okay, it's okay, uncle, you're in your sixties, you should have passed the age of having ideas in this regard, right?" Hotaru didn't care. "And seriously, this kind of package always gives people the feeling of being a prank, huh?"

"What you say makes sense, so let me open it and take a look...... Give me some time. With that, the phone seemed to be put on hold for the time being—but it hadn't been hung up yet, so Hotaru could still hear the doorman's movements on the other side of the phone.

"You shouldn't have sent me anything, did you?" Hotaru suddenly remembered something, and confirmed it to her male partner under her. "If something like that was sent to me like last time, then my image with my uncle will be completely ruined."

"No, I've always taken you home and experienced it here," Fujiwara shook his head. "And this kind of pretentious thing doesn't look like my style no matter how you look at it, right?"

"It's also ......" Hotaru suddenly lowered her voice halfway through her words - because the movement on the uncle's side became louder again, as if she was carrying the box to the telephone landline.

"This box is quite delicate, and it is also very heavy, a generous gift in every sense." The sound of scissors cutting came from the other side of the phone, and it seemed that the outer packaging was being cut. "Well, I don't know what this is—"

The call was cut off in an instant.

"Hello?" Hotaru frowned and asked on the other side of the phone, but only heard a busy sound of "doodoo". "Really, it's like the phone was cut off...... He'd better just accidentally touch the phone line! It's too rude to just hang up a girl's phone call! ”

"Uncle, he's over sixty years old, so he should have passed the age when he has ideas in this regard, right?" Fujiwara repeated what Hotaru had said earlier, and then, as expected, ate a few of Hotaru's fists with a slight temper and not much strength.

"You guy, will you die if you follow my words?" Hotaru pressed against Fujiwara's body, smashing her fists incessantly, and as the center of gravity caused by such an action changed, her body kept shaking on Fujiwara's body.

"Even if I follow your words, I'll die of hunger and thirst when I look at you. And even if I didn't do what you said, you wouldn't refuse my appetite, would you? Fujiwara suddenly stretched out his hands, half blocking and half sluggishly resisting Hotaru's attack, and gently hit the missing mobile phone in Hotaru's hand to the side with his wrist like playing baseball, and said.

Persuade the monarch not to cherish the golden clothes, and persuade the monarch to cherish the youth. The flowers can be folded straight, and the branches must be broken without flowers.

……

And at the same time, the Gregorian family.

At this time, Grigory was not wearing outer pants, but sat bare-legged in front of the bed, and in the calf of his injured right leg, a tension rope was tied to the leg of the bed at the other end.

"Whew—" Grigory took a deep breath, then grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands where he could, and then began to pull the pull rope desperately with his injured right leg - of course, no matter how hard he tried, it was impossible to change the fact that his leg was completely crippled, so the distance he pulled could almost be described as pitiful.

But Gregory smiled, because he remembered that it was almost impossible for him to pull his right leg to this distance before he started taking the drug that Tokiwa Eizeze was trying to develop. In other words, in just three days, he saw a considerable improvement in leg strength.

But this is not enough, because the so-called [significant improvement] is only for the original poor leg strength, if compared with ordinary people, there is almost no decent gap - it is a rather pitiful level.

[Tokiwa Eize's expression is very proud. "This compound is very easily excreted in the urine, so theoretically there is no problem with how much to eat as long as the little ones are given enough water to avoid dehydration." 】

Remembering Tokiwa Eize's show-off, Gregory hesitated for a moment, then resolutely loosened the tension cord on his leg and grabbed the powder packet on the bedside table.

The dosage of this pack is actually very large, and when it is given to mice, it is diluted into water and then let the mice take it. Even for someone of Gregory's weight, such two packs represent several months' worth of doses - the reason why Tokiwa Eiseze didn't even find such a large amount of theft was because Gregory knew that Tokiwa Labs had a bad habit of stacking a large number of different drugs on top of each other, so he was given an opportunity.

Taking one of the packets in his hand and playing with them, Grigory finally stood up with the glass and the packet and limped to the kitchen.

Although it was not clear how much water was needed for the drug, Gregory knew that if he had absorbed all of them, he would probably have to stay in the kitchen for a long time.

"Hopefully I've paid enough for my water bill." Muttering this, Grigory walked into the kitchen.