In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

"It was really hard work. This bucket of fish I brought back weighs at least 20 kilograms!"

Have you eaten yet?

"We've eaten! We ate the black sea bream I caught, which weighed a full seven pounds! I even took pictures. Look, we asked a restaurant near the fishing spot to prepare it, and it tasted absolutely delicious!"

"...Oh, Eriri is starting a mutual learning group with Rikka, so she'll be staying at her house for a while. I asked her to bring some gifts that her father sent over recently."

"Oh dear, if I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have eaten that seven-pound black sea bream I caught. I should have let her take it with her! You don't know, that fish tasted exceptionally delicious!"

Sayuri: "..."

Fishermen who talk to themselves are so annoying...

"The biggest fish in the bucket is only a little over five pounds. It's not worth giving away. I guess I'll just keep it overnight and give it to the neighbors tomorrow."

That's what you were thinking all along, wasn't it... wanting the neighbors to praise your superb fishing skills...

Sayuri didn't want to listen to her husband talk about fish anymore, so she forcefully changed the subject: "I heard from Eriri that Chiya is planning to participate in a literary competition."

Mr. Sawamura originally wanted to say how amazing his fishing catch was today, but seeing the murderous look in his wife's eyes, he wisely kept quiet.

He cleared his throat, regained his composure, and knew when to stop.

"Oh, it's the essay contest for middle school students in Tokyo, right? A colleague of mine had a daughter who won an award, and he proudly bragged to me about how difficult the contest was, how many students participated, and how hard it was to achieve such a result."

Qianye is really amazing. He has no rivals of his age in kendo, and he has also achieved results in piano competitions. Now he is participating in this essay competition.

He's planning to flourish in sports, arts, and literature—that's remarkable! It reminds me of my own youthful days, full of youthful vigor and ambition.

Ah, yes, yes, yes...

Sayuri was too lazy to respond to her husband's seemingly complimentary but actually self-praising remarks, which seemed to be a compliment to Minamoto Chiya, but were actually made by him as he grew older and greasy.

She corrected him.

"Qianye did not participate in a primary-level literary competition like those for middle school students."

"Ok?"

"He's going to participate in the famous Edogawa Rampo Award competition."

Which Edogawa Rampo Award?

"Japan also has the Edogawa Rampo Award, the one for mystery novels."

"..."

Mr. Sawamura was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"No, no, it's impossible. It's not that I don't believe in Qianye, but this award wasn't originally set up for middle school students. It's an arena for adults. So many talented writers and novelists are eyeing this award."

The youngest winner to date is 23 years old. Chiya is in the same grade as our Eriri, 13 or 14 years old. Ultimately, they are still children. With physical ability and hard work, it is indeed possible to achieve success in kendo and piano.

But when it comes to literature, to words, no matter how intelligent he is, without life experience and the wisdom accumulated over time, he simply won't cut it.

Mrs. Sayuri had a different opinion.

“This child has been sensible since he was little, showing early intelligence. Considering the excellent achievements he has made so far, I think that since he decided to do this, he must have his reasons. Don’t you think so?”

Upon hearing his wife's words, Mr. Sawamura recalled the stock advice that Chiya had seemingly casually reminded him of earlier.

He also began to feel somewhat insecure about what he had just said.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Regardless of the situation on the Sawamura couple's side.

After Rikka brought Eriri home, Toka had already tidied up her sister's room and laid out a mattress on the floor.

It was getting late, and there were other people who needed to shower later, so Rikka decided to take Eriri with her to the bathroom.

The two of them were soaking in the bathtub together.

Each of their young, delicate bodies occupied one side.

It wasn't crowded at all.

"Um... stare..."

"Rikka..."

"Ok?"

"Could you please stop staring at me with that lecherous look, like you're some kind of middle-aged man?"

"No, I just think your breasts are so small. You eat so well, you should have plenty of nutrition. It's really strange."

"Not...not small at all! It's like in a long-distance race, people often sprint at the last moment. I just haven't officially started developing yet. Besides, Rikka, you're not that big either!"

Rikka proudly puffed out her chest: "That's still better than Eriri's."

Eriri immediately objected: "Then let's have a competition!"

"Let's compete then."

"Eri, you're so small after all..."

There's no need to repeat the same thing!

"I wasn't referring to that one just now... it was more like a tiny, unopened flower bud..."

"Let's avoid using metaphors here!"

"but……"

"But what?"

"Eri, your butt looks quite plump, a bit like a peach, so astringent."

"...No, nothing like that! And don't reach your hand over there!"

"You two stop fooling around, it's getting late. Eriri, if Rikka is naughty, just give her a tap on the head without hesitation."

The sound of Toka could be heard from outside the bathroom door.

"Yes."

"Know it……"

The two, who were making a ruckus in the bath, immediately quieted down.

Shihua, who was standing in front of the sink outside, nodded in satisfaction as she heard the quiet inside and began to apply a face mask to herself in front of the mirror.

Little did she know that the two people inside were whispering about her instead of each other.

"Speaking of which, my older sister has a really amazing figure..."

"...Rikka, I think it would be better if we stopped talking about Toka behind her back."

Don't you want to know why she has such a great figure?

"think……"

"That settles it. From my observation, milk seems to play a significant role in this."

"Oh, milk? I drink it all the time."

"And another thing, she seems to enjoy practicing yoga every morning..."

"I see, yoga..."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was in front, followed by Sawamura Eriri who also moved in.

It was visibly lively at the Yuan family home.

Yuan's father went abroad with the TV station to film a variety show and hasn't been home for a while, so I haven't really noticed.

Runzi's mother, however, had a deep understanding of this.

She felt as if she had suddenly gained two "daughters," who were exceptionally sensible and obedient, and who pleased her greatly in every way.

She doesn't need to worry too much about daily life; the two of them can share all kinds of housework and even help take care of Chiyo.

This gave her the illusion that they were actually family.

Junko's mother knew the specific reason why they were like this: Shiwa and Eriri were doing so because they had Chiya in their hearts.

However, having discussed this topic with her husband before, she was now in a state of blissful ignorance and didn't want to cause any trouble.

Let the young people resolve their own issues.

Eriri, while studying with Rikka, didn't forget her own responsibilities.

After listening to Yuan Qianye recount the murder tricks of the killer in his mystery novel, she was instantly terrified, and cold sweat broke out on her back.

After realizing what had happened, I was genuinely excited.

Although she didn't know much about mystery novels, as a reader, she thought the trick was brilliantly designed and could be called genius!

If she were a judge, she would definitely be amazed by this plot design!

Under Yukino's previous guidance, she was definitely going to help Chiyo with the illustrations, and she would do her best to do so.

However, during this process, she intentionally slowed down her drawing speed, and then, by sheer coincidence, stumbled upon opportunities for Kasumigaoka and Chiya to be alone together.

Whenever Eriri saw the extremely unhappy yet helpless expression on her daughter's face, she felt every pore on her body relax and experience a thoroughly pleasurable sensation.

It was during these lively and interesting days that Gen Chiya's mystery novel progressed steadily.

Yukino, who lives in the UK, has her school holidays start earlier than those in Japan.

I flew back to China on December 21st.

Knowing that Chiyo was busy during this time, she didn't bother him. Instead, after adjusting to the time difference at home, she met up with Eriri and Rikka at a restaurant.

The end of the month is fast approaching.

On the morning of the 25th, seeing her younger sister leisurely reading a book in the living room after breakfast, Yukinoshita asked with some curiosity,

Don't you have any plans for today?

Yukino looked up from between the pages of the book.

Why are you suddenly asking that?

"Because you stayed at home all day yesterday, Christmas Eve, and today is Christmas Day. In previous years, you and Qianye, and your friends, always got together, it's a tradition."