Walking back with Mitsy, holding Himawari.
Himawari still clung tightly to Lin Yu, refusing to let go. Judging by her behavior from a young age, she had quite the makings of a devoted fan.
"Speaking of which, Lin-kun, it's been a while since you moved next door, hasn't it?" Mitsy pushed the stroller, holding Shinchan's hand, and chatted curiously with Lin Yu as they walked.
After all this time, if Nanako hadn't introduced them, she really wouldn't have known she had a neighbor like Lin Yu living next door. Moreover, judging by Lin Yu's demeanor and behavior, he didn't seem like a shut-in, which made Mitsy a little curious.
"Yeah, I moved in about two years ago," Lin Yu said gently, holding Himawari.
Shinchan, on the other hand, had no such reservations. He put on an air of old age, stroking his chin with a grave expression. "Could it be, Lin Yu, that you're an otaku!"
That "I've figured out the truth" expression had a strong resemblance to Detective Conan.
Thwack!
"Who told you to be so disrespectful? You should call him Big Brother Lin Yu."
"I'm so sorry, Lin-kun. Shinchan can be like this sometimes..." Mitsy mercilessly gave Shinchan another iron fist to the head, making the unfortunate child retreat into himself, then hurriedly apologized to Lin Yu.
In Japan, "otaku" was not a complimentary term. When most people heard the word, their first impression was one of disgust and revulsion.
Even though Japanese anime culture was prevalent, it was difficult to change this perception. This was because, in the past, due to some unsavory anime works, a murderer with an extreme otaku disposition had emerged, specifically targeting elementary school girls. It had caused quite a sensation at the time.
Since then, people had become somewhat prejudiced against those who liked anime and manga.
"It's okay, it's okay. Shinchan is cute precisely because he's like this, isn't he?" Lin Yu said, ruffling Shinchan's hair with a smile. "Big Brother isn't an otaku. Have you forgotten what Big Brother does?"
Mitsy looked at Lin Yu curiously and asked subconsciously, "I still don't know, Lin-kun, what kind of work are you doing now?"
"I know, I know! Big Brother Lin Yu is a manga artist, the kind that's super popular with girls!" With Nanako no longer around, Shinchan immediately reverted to his true self.
Remembering how he had seen Lin Yu surrounded by so many enthusiastic high school girls at the bookstore in the afternoon, he couldn't help but giggle with an envious look on his face.
Mitsy resisted the urge to punch him again. In front of her "new" neighbor, she still wanted to maintain a somewhat gentle image.
"A manga artist? So that's it. Drawing manga must be very hard work. No wonder I never saw Lin-kun out and about before..."
Chatting idly like this, it wasn't long before they reached the Nohara family's doorstep.
"Lin-kun, thank you so much for today. Why don't you come in and sit for a while? It's about time anyway, let's have dinner together tonight." Mitsy had a very good impression of Lin Yu, this neighbor she had just met today.
He was a very gentle and sunny person. Perhaps because he was from ** , his mannerisms and speech had a kind of gentlemanly demeanor, giving people a very comfortable feeling.
Lin Yu politely tried to decline, but Mitsy was too enthusiastic, so he had no choice but to carry Himawari, change his shoes, and enter the Nohara house as a guest.
The layout of the house was exactly as he had seen in the anime. Looking at this familiar layout, Lin Yu felt a strange sense of emotion.
As a classic work that he had loved from childhood to adulthood, he never thought he would actually be able to visit the Nohara home one day.
"Action Kamen, Action Kamen~" As soon as Shinchan got home, he kicked off his shoes and rushed excitedly towards the living room.
It was time for Action Kamen to air in the afternoon. As the most loyal fan, Shinchan would not choose to miss it.
"Lin-kun, please have some tea and sit for a while. Shinchan, come and entertain our guest properly."
"You don't have to go to such trouble, Mrs. Nohara...
"Oh, don't be so polite. Just like Nanako, call me Mitsy-neechan.
"You sit and rest for a bit. I'll go prepare dinner now. When Shinchan's father gets back later, you two can have a drink together." With that, Mitsy hurried to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Sitting in the living room, Lin Yu held Himawari in his arms, watching Shinchan imitate Action Kamen's moves and laughing heartily. He felt an inexplicable sense of warmth.
He had transmigrated to this world alone, all by himself. The warmth of the Shinchan family had healed him a little.
The sky gradually darkened, and the aroma of food filled the house.
In Japan, dinnertime was generally a little later due to the culture of working overtime.
However, although Harry Nohara held the position of section chief at Futaba Corporation, which was a minor official role, he was still very family-oriented, apart from occasional socializing or sometimes going for drinks with his old subordinate Kawaguchi.
Although the economy was a bit sluggish in this era, the Nohara family lived a very happy life thanks to Harry Nohara's hard work.
Harry Nohara, carrying his briefcase, walked home in a relaxed mood under the cover of night.
"The weather today is really a bit cold. I wonder if Mitsy and the others have run the bathwater for me..."
Tightening his clothes, Harry Nohara slightly quickened his pace.
'The weather is so bad, I think I'll have some sake today, and then take a nice, relaxing bath~'
For an office worker, the most relaxing moment of the day was when they returned home in the evening.
Just as he reached his front door and was about to take out his keys to open it, Harry Nohara suddenly heard an unfamiliar male voice coming from inside the house.
"Mitsy-neechan, you're too kind. I've only achieved a little success, it's nothing to boast about..."
"Lin-kun is really too modest, even though you're so popular..."
Hearing Mitsy's laughter, Harry Nohara's heart instantly became slightly wary.
He had always felt that his family life was very happy and fulfilling, but this sudden unfamiliar voice still made him somewhat alert.
'Could it be that Mitsy thinks my income has decreased recently, and while I'm at work...'
Especially when he heard the two of them chatting happily, Harry Nohara started to panic a little.
Don't be fooled by the fact that, like Shinchan, he always liked to look at beautiful women on the street and sometimes had shameful dreams. He still cherished Mitsy and this family very much.
But the current situation seemed a bit ominous.
'No, I need to check things out...'
Thinking of this, Harry Nohara didn't open the door. Instead, he stealthily crouched down and crept towards the yard next to the house, preparing to see what was happening in the living room.
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