My sister can't be Ying Li Li

The white one... tastes surprisingly normal, that woman.

Hanabi saw Touma again and she had changed her clothes. An elegant and quiet blue camisole with exposed shoulders; the lower body is velvet-edged hot pants with tight short crotch and bead embroidery. With long shawl hair soaked in water, the girl was sulking and playing the piano by herself.

sorry.

Touma pressed the keys hard and said displeasedly: You have nothing to apologize to me for, right? I don't like submissive men.

The sharp beauty formed by a pair of slender and delicate eyes and her violent personality seem to be able to penetrate the heart.

Okay, I'll never say 'sorry' again.

Hanabi raised her head and stared at Touma calmly with the same rebellious eyes. For a moment, the girls felt that they were the same kind and had the illusion of understanding each other.

The winter horse smiled and reconciled.

I'm imagining a new song, please help me check it out. Love or something is really far away from me. Dongma said sadly.

Hanabi took the notebook from her hand, and what came into view were the delicate and sharp words. Ordinary girls may have the habit of writing diaries, but Dongma likes to keep a notebook at hand and occasionally take it out when inspiration strikes. A nice lyric, a nice chord, even in class.

However, the patchwork lyrics are a bit stiff.

Hanabi laughed out loud, Touma was not a woman who could talk sweet words.

Hello!

Touma took back the notebook and glared at Hanabi angrily.

Sorry, I couldn't help it. Hanabi said calmly, Have you thought of a song title?

I don't have any special ideas.

At this moment, Hanabi realized that she had been unknowingly involved in Bai Xue's whirlpool. Touma, Yukina, Haruki...and Hanabi who shouldn't exist, how long can the pure friendship last?

Let me help you think of one - Unexpressible Love.

Dongma is a respectable senior. But in Hanabi's mind, she likes Yukina a little bit. This is a love that he cannot reach.

Hanabi remembered the original song in her mind and wrote down the lyrics in a flash. Dongma was very satisfied and devoted himself to composing music with enthusiasm. The two were busy until late at night.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines into the practice room. Hanabi opened her eyes drowsily, thinking of spending the night like this. Turning his head, he saw Dongma lying on the coffee table and sleeping, his fair face so close that it seemed he could even feel his breathing.

Unfortunately, he is not the person I like.

There is a limit to Hanabi's ability to do whatever she wants, and she's not the king of ghosts. If Shiyu, Yui or Mio slept in front of him, the end would be very miserable.

Hanabi took off her coat and put it on the sleeping girl, then went to a convenience store to buy disposable toiletries. In the bathroom of Dongma's house, he looked in the mirror, pressed down his messy blond hair, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and started brushing his teeth. Finally, put the toothbrushes neatly together.

Good morning.

Touma opened his eyes and saw the clean and handsome Hanabi, as if he had gained a good mood all day long, and smiled back: Good morning.

At the same time, Yukina, Haruki and Wu also met at the door of Touma's house. Looking at the lush vegetation and luxurious western-style buildings, they couldn't help but admire: My classmate Touma's home is so big.

Takeya said boldly, I announce that the light music club's sleepover has officially begun. Judging from yesterday's contact, Touma-san's new song seems to be making progress.

No one cares about you, Minister Superficial. Chunxi said quietly from the side.

Yukina came to the intercom and greeted Touma lively: Moxi Moxi, this is Yukina. Touma, good morning.

Good morning. Dongma's voice was a little distorted in the machine.

The door opened immediately, and the three of them stopped in the entrance to take off their shoes.

When Ogiso Yukina saw a pair of boys' shoes, her pupils shrank, and then she smiled and said, You're so early.

...my little brother.

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Chapter 205: More than siblings, but not lovers yet

Ogiso Yukina asked to borrow the bathroom and dress up in front of the mirror. Her eyes narrowed, and she suddenly reached out to the cabinet next to the mirror, where most people put toiletries.

Sister Xuena, what are you looking for?

The mirror was bent at an angle, and a figure was reflected in the mirror. Hanabi leaned against the door, arms crossed.

In the cabinet that was slowly opened, Xuena only saw a set of toiletries. The big stone in her heart finally fell and she said, No, it's nothing. Don't sneak in when the girl is going to the toilet!

After saying that, Xuena pushed Hanabi out forcefully.

Because you are acting strange today.

Hanabi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he remembered the flaw in the toothbrush in time and cleaned it up first. Otherwise, the thoughtful Xuecai would be able to guess the truth immediately.

Ayase Hanabi plays in flowers all year round and has long developed the habit of cleaning up clues, so she is not easily caught.

(What on earth...does something feel wrong?)

Xue Cai shook her wet hands and kept thinking about this issue on the way back to the music practice room.

Everyone is practicing in full swing, and this is the first time we have officially practiced together. Vocalist Yukina, keyboardist Fuyuma, bassist Hanabi, guitarist Haruki and drummer Takeya are the entire composition of the band. Although Hanabi's level has improved by leaps and bounds, she has no sense of presence and is just a green leaf with the minister.

Dongma frowned, stopped moving his hands on the piano, and said dissatisfiedly: The state is too bad. The effect just now was very bad.

Chunxi knew she was in the wrong and quickly apologized: I'm sorry, my performance was too bad and affected everyone.

I'm not talking about you, your guitar is so bad that I don't even want to say another word.

Chunxi looked embarrassed and felt a ton of shock in her heart. Touma-san is handsome and beautiful, but it's embarrassing for him to be rejected so unceremoniously.

Fuyuma's eyes moved to Yukina. Singing a few wrong notes is obvious to those with an extraordinary sense of music.

You've been out of your mind since just now.

Xuecai lowered her head, her bangs covering her eyes, and her expression could not be seen clearly. She just apologized: I'm sorry.

Hanabi sighed inwardly. Only when it comes to music, Dongma can't get rid of the sand in his eyes, which is a bit unhuman. After all, he and Dongma worked hard and stayed up late to compose this song. Dongma absolutely couldn't stand the thought of his beloved song being ruined.

I told you, don't lower the key on your own when it comes to the chorus. It's not like you can't sing it. Didn't you sing the White Album that day very well? Touma emphasized, If you can't, let Hanabi give it to you. Demonstrate it again.”

Xue Cai seemed to be stimulated and whispered: It's great, you can call him by his first name.