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

Unlike his daughter's gentle oval face, he had a slightly serious and upright square face. Perhaps because he had been traveling for many years, his skin was dark, but he was full of energy and showed no signs of aging.

He was a generous and hospitable man. When he saw that Rikka seemed to have a special fondness for barbecue, he waved his hand and called over the waiter, ordering three more servings of the same dish. Rikka was so full that she kept rubbing her belly.

Even in this situation, Tokushima Dairyu was still worried that he hadn't treated them well, and repeatedly asked them if they wanted more dishes.

Yuan Qianye had grown somewhat fond of the middle-aged man in front of her.

Indeed, if children have good character, it is inextricably linked to their family and parents.

"Uncle, there's really no need for any more food. We're all full. Thank you for your hospitality."

Even though the school would reimburse her, Yuan Qianye didn't intend to pay for it herself at this point.

He knew how rich the Dokushima family was; a dinner was nothing to them.

Furthermore, for a middle school student to insist on paying the bill against an adult is just deliberately making the other person uncomfortable.

"It's good that you've eaten. Oh, by the way, the school arranged accommodation for you all when you came to Osaka, right?"

"Yes."

"In that case, don't go back tonight. Just rest here. I'll talk to the teacher."

"Over here?"

"That's right, there are Japanese-style rooms here for resting, and the rooms also have hot spring water drawn from underground for bathing, which is very comfortable."

Before Chiyo could say anything, Rikka's eyes were already wide open and sparkling! She was clearly extremely excited about the hot spring!

Saeko Busujima poured a drink for her father, and after putting down the bottle, she smiled and said, "Don't mind, stay here. Everyone cheered us on all day, so let's get some rest tonight. We'll go back and pack our bags tomorrow morning."

Since the father and daughter were so enthusiastic, Yuan Qianye felt it would be impolite to refuse.

They clearly arranged all of this in advance, so it would be impolite to refuse.

Sometimes, accepting the kindness of others is a form of wisdom.

"I want to drink a little longer, you guys go and rest first."

Dokushima Dairyu called over a waiter and took the Takanashi sisters and Eriri to rest first, but he left his daughter and Minamoto Chiya behind, saying that he wanted to discuss matters related to kendo.

Shika seemed to sense something, but since they were clearly being asked to leave, she felt embarrassed to stay.

Besides, Busujima's father seems to be a kind and honest person, undoubtedly a good man, so it should just be a casual chat, and there shouldn't be any unexpected situation where Chiya is made difficult.

After the bystanders left, Dokushima Daiki's gaze towards Minamoto Chiya became noticeably more ardent.

"Young man Yuan, I was abroad before, so I never had a chance to thank you."

thank?

Gen Chiya looked puzzled.

"I'm so grateful that you were there to help me when Saeko encountered those two perverts."

Ah, this matter.

Yuan Qianye shook his head indifferently: "Even without me, my senior could have handled the situation just as well..."

"Don't say that. Helping is helping. The Busujima family always repays kindness to their friends. If you need anything in the future, you can talk to Saeko anytime. If she can't solve it, I will step in to help you. The Busujima family will always owe you a favor."

No... shouldn't this just be a simple meal? How did it escalate to something from so long ago, and now we're indebted to someone again...

Including what happened with Touma Yoko, I now have two favors owed to me, right?

Yuan Qianye didn't know what to say.

Looking at Saeko Busujima was useless; she showed no intention of speaking and even gave him a rare, playful wink.

"I heard from Saeko that you've only been practicing kendo for a few months?"

"That's right. Busujima-senpai is a great teacher. Without her, I wouldn't have been able to improve so quickly."

"Don't say that. No matter how well the teacher teaches, it's all in vain if the student has no talent and doesn't work hard. I watched your match this afternoon, and you played very well."

Busujima Dairyu stood up and came to Minamoto Chiya's side. After saying "Excuse me" softly, he put his hand on Chiya's shoulder, feeling the muscles in his arm with his palm. The fanaticism in his eyes intensified.

"To reach that level in such a short time... genius... so young and promising, truly a force to be reckoned with..."

Gen Chiya looked at Dokushima Daiki with a sense of helplessness.

Suddenly, a completely unrelated person popped into his mind—Yukino's mother.

That lady had also looked him up and down with similar expressions on many occasions.

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058: The so-called...miracle (6500) (11)

"Hey! Qianye, congratulations on winning the championship! I watched the match, it was very exciting!"

When the phone beeped with a video call request, Chiyo was quite surprised to see Yukino's name displayed on the screen.

Making a video call so quietly, especially so late at night, is not like her usual style.

After the call connected, sure enough, a smiling Hina appeared on the screen.

"Sister, give me back my phone!"

"Hey~ I saw you were struggling with this for a long time, so I thought I'd help you out."

"No need, I can do that myself."

"Mom made you practice Aikido so you could use it to fight your sister..."

“Then don’t do anything so rude…” Gen Chiya: “…”

Why are these two sisters fighting?

He hadn't even had a chance to say a word.

On the other end of the video call, the Yukinoshita sisters were having a huge fight.

Their back-and-forth banter was quite heated, and the video footage inexplicably started flipping and shaking.

Occasionally, one could catch a glimpse of the two of them wrestling on the bed in the room.

Yukino's tone was serious, but she didn't actually do it. Instead, she successfully snatched the phone away by tickling her older sister.

Perhaps it was because of the commotion earlier that her blood was rushing to her head, her pretty face was flushed with a light pink, making her extremely cute: "Congratulations, you've won!"

Yuan Qianye smiled and accepted her congratulations: "Yes, thank you."

"Sorry I couldn't be there to cheer you on this time..."

"I understand. You have your own schedule and can't make it. Eriri told me all that, so don't mind."

At this point, Yukino's lips moved slightly, but she couldn't say anything more.

To be honest, her schedule today wasn't entirely unchangeable.

The cost of a full day of math Olympiad classes is expensive, but it's just make-up classes, so you can easily take a day off.

But when she returned after several months away and saw him again, she realized that he was now far more outstanding than before.

He walked so fast that in the blink of an eye, all that could be seen was his receding figure.

This always made her feel like she was being slowly abandoned.

But she didn't want to be left behind; she wanted to continue walking alongside him, just like before.

It was probably a competitive spirit, or perhaps other more complex and confused emotions.

In short, once she became aware of this slightly oppressive sense of tension, she dared not waste even a single day.

If you want to work harder and catch up with him... you have to work harder than ever before!

"I……"

ba yi si jiu ling san qi jiu ba

"Yuan-kun, the blankets are made."

Upon hearing the female voice off-screen, Yukino immediately stopped herself from speaking.

Gen Chiya temporarily looked away from her phone and turned to Saeko Busujima beside her: "Thank you, senpai."

After the meal, Tokushima Daitaka was very enthusiastic towards him. After feeling the strength of his body, he was overjoyed and reminisced about his youth, chatting with him for a long time.

Saeko Busujima was somewhat surprised by her father's behavior.

Chiya himself didn't think much of it, after all, Saeko Busujima had shown a similar infatuation with his strong physique on several occasions, so it wasn't surprising that his father was the same way.

But Saeko Busujima didn't see it that way, and followed him, apologizing all the way, into his room.

Since it was a Japanese-style room, I felt guilty and wanted to make amends in some way, so I took the futon out of the display case and laid it out for him.

"You're welcome. I'll head back now. You should get some rest."

Saeko Busujima stood up and saw Yukino on Chiyo's phone. She smiled at her in a friendly manner as a greeting.

After she left, Gen Chiyo faced his phone screen again. Yukino's mood became somewhat inexplicable, and she lost the desire to continue talking to him.

"What were you trying to say?"

"It's nothing, it's getting late, I need to rest."

"Oh."

The video call was abruptly ended.

Yang Nai stroked the 1:1 scale katana that her younger sister had ordered from a steel casting model shop, spending several months' allowance.

Of course, it wasn't sharpened.

Without even glancing at Yukino, she drew her heavy katana, twirled it beautifully, and suddenly scoffed, "If you're going to say something, just say it completely. What's the point of saying only half of it? People aren't mind readers who can know what you're thinking all the time."

Yukino ignored her, calmly put down her phone, picked up a book, and leaned back against the headboard.

Yang Nai sheathed the katana: "So you're not planning to give this away either?"