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

"Ah."

"?" Miyoko Kudo, sandwiched between the two, looked back and forth with a puzzled gaze: "What are you talking about? And what was that thing you did before?"

Yuan Qianye chuckled but didn't answer: "Miyoko-nee, you don't need to take me home. I can just take a taxi myself. You've had a hard day, so go home and get some rest."

After saying that, he waved to the two of them and left.

"No, you haven't answered my question yet!" Miyoko's probing gaze fell on Kazusa again.

Kazusa smiled faintly, showing no intention of answering, and turned to walk towards the parking lot: "It's nothing serious."

He simply wrote the lyrics and composed the music, and she coordinated the playing of the various instruments.

Miyoko caught up with him: "Hey, you don't have to be so mysterious with me, tell me about it."

"No, it's a secret."

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After saying goodbye to Kazusa, Miyoko rushed home.

As soon as I entered the house, I was greeted face to face by Rikka, who was holding little Chiyo.

Gen Chiyo casually set aside the paper bag he was carrying, took little Chiyo from Rikka's arms, and affectionately kissed her tiny hand.

"I'm back~"

Rikka watched the two of them with a smile, then went to examine the competition medals he had brought back with great interest.

As the two were playfully teasing each other, little Chiyo suddenly spoke in a childish, indistinct voice: "papa~"

"Oh, here we go again. Chiyo isn't 'papa,' she's 'brother,' you can't call him that."

Hearing this, Rikka, holding the award, helplessly turned her head to correct Chiyo.

But Chiyo couldn't understand any of this. Her urge to speak was extremely strong. Seeing Toka walking in from the yard after collecting laundry, she turned and stretched out her hands to Chiyo: "Mama~"

"It's my older sister." Rikka was too lazy to correct her anymore.

Anyway, ever since Chiyo was able to speak in a slurred way, similar situations have occurred far too often, so she's gotten used to it.

That being said, this innocent nickname for the little guy can often, at just the right time, make some people with worries uneasy.

Shika greeted Qianye briefly, then quickly went upstairs with her clothes in her arms.

Gen Chiyo was even happier and lifted little Chiyo high in the air.

Even now, when he can't speak fluently, he's already helping his own brother out. What will he be like when he's older and more mature? This little guy has a bright future ahead of him! It's no wonder I love you so much and have been buying you all sorts of toys.

"Where's mom?"

“After you called to say you won second place and were coming home for dinner, she rushed to the supermarket to buy some prawns and crabs to celebrate with you.”

"Oh, I see. Actually, it doesn't have to be that complicated."

"It's okay, Qianye. If you don't like it, just give it all to me."

"Rikka, if I remember correctly, you gained two pounds this spring break, didn't you?"

"Huh! How did you know!"

Yuan Qianye looked at her in surprise: "I was just saying it casually, but you really have gained weight."

Rikka was stunned for a moment, then felt ashamed and furious, and immediately lunged forward, swinging her little fists: "Aaaaah! Minamoto Chiyo, I'm going to die with you!"

Shihua came down from the second floor at this moment.

The unease I felt from being forced into a romantic relationship by my baby sister has now subsided considerably.

Now, upon returning to the living room, the eldest sister's imposing presence has returned.

"Stop fooling around, Rikka, come and help prepare dinner."

"Oh."

"Qianye, you must have had a tough match today. Go take a shower first."

"Ah, I'm not in a hurry. I'll play with Chiyo for a while first. You guys go ahead and do your work."

Gen Chiyo took Chiyo to the sofa in the living room.

Shihua looked at him and took a deep breath, her pretty face slightly flushed.

The guy who used to rush to take a shower as soon as he got home has changed his habit just because he wants to sit behind me.

This guy is really...

"Sis, there are so many vegetables in the fridge, which one should we get rid of?"

"Take out the celery and carrots..."

Shihua snapped out of her reverie and headed towards the kitchen.

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After the celebratory dinner, we rested for an hour.

After taking Chiyo to bathe, Junko's mother went back to her room to rest.

As Toka had expected, when she had prepared the bathwater and was letting Chiya go take a bath first, she received a not-so-surprising reply.

"Shihua, you go wash up first."

Similar situations have occurred quite a few times recently.

But today, Shihua has no intention of continuing to play dumb and letting him succeed.

She placed her palm on her shoulder and twisted her neck: "I've been feeling a bit stiff lately, so I'm planning to do some stretching exercises before I go to shower. You can go first."

Yuan Qianye suddenly smiled, and his smile immediately set off alarm bells in Shihua's heart.

as predicted.

"Really? Me too. Lately, I've been writing novels and practicing the piano a lot, and my back, shoulders and back feel really uncomfortable from sitting for so long. I remember you said before, Toka, that doing stretching exercises can help relieve fatigue, right? In that case, let's do some stretching together."

Without giving Shihua any chance to react, he went straight to the stairwell and shouted to the second floor.

"Rikka! Come down and take a bath!"

"But I don't have time right now!"

"You're just playing games right now, just pause it and get off!"

"Know it!"

A conversation brimming with everyday life.

A moment later, Rikka came downstairs with a towel and pajamas and went into the bathroom.

Gen Chiya smiled and looked at Touka.

"Shall we begin? Shall we do it in the living room?"

"..."

This guy...

Shi Hua was utterly speechless.

If the outside media knew that the heroic boy who saved a train carriage full of innocent people was actually a "sister-obsessed" girl who tried every means to get close to her at home, countless people would probably be shocked.

I really don't understand what's so good about me...

"Toka?"

"I want to go upstairs to do it."

Shihua didn't dare to sit with him in the living room, since her mother's room was on the first floor.

Given Qianye's increasingly reckless behavior lately, what if her mother suddenly came out and saw something she shouldn't have?

When that time comes, regardless of whether Mom has any strange thoughts, her own sense of shame will be the first thing she can't bear.

Going to the second floor, with a section of stairs as cover, would at least give her some time to react.

"Going upstairs is fine."

Gen Chiya had no objections and, carrying the yoga mat, went upstairs with Toka to the second floor.

The second-floor hallway is not as big as the living room, but it is big enough to spread out a yoga mat for two people to use.

Shihua sits on the yoga mat, first with her legs together and her hands reaching forward and down.

Instead of immediately following suit, Yuan Qianye casually asked,

"Why don't you go change your clothes? I remember you have several yoga outfits."

"No need, the clothes I'm wearing now are already very loose."

"Oh, I see. Then I'll go change my clothes."

Yuan Qianye returned quickly, and when she reappeared, she had changed her shirt and straight-leg pants into a vest and shorts.

He has the perfect physique—slim when dressed, muscular when undressed. His muscle definition isn't exaggerated, but it still looks powerful and pleasing to the eye.

Sexual attraction is a two-way street, and this is most directly reflected in one's outward personal image.

When Chiya sat down next to her and they both sat in a seated forward bend position, Toka didn't move her head, but her gaze silently shifted towards him, secretly observing him.

The boy had bright, expressive eyes and a handsome appearance. His every move exuded an indescribable charm that made people unconsciously fall for him.

He's still so handsome, so handsome that no one can replace him.

Shihua thought back to their first meeting. In their new home, he was dressed in a neat and clean school uniform, smiling naturally as he approached her. He looked at her with clear and bright eyes and gave her a friendly smile.

At that time, she probably never imagined that this boy would later occupy such an important place in her heart.

"Oh, sorry, I lost my balance just now."

She never imagined he would be so meticulously trying to get close to her like this...

Even when doing a seated forward bend like this, you might feel unsteady and lean against yourself.

How could a two-time champion of the Yulongqi competition have such a disgraceful level of physical fitness? So it was definitely intentional.

"Oh dear, I don't know why, but I suddenly felt dizzy. It's probably because I've been too tired lately."

The excuses they use are becoming increasingly perfunctory...