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

Rikka stared at Eriri until her figure disappeared, remaining rooted to the spot, lost in thought, her face growing increasingly red.

A few minutes later, some familiar middle-aged women from the same street passed by and greeted her, which finally woke Rikka up.

She responded politely and hurriedly turned around, but then suddenly stopped at the gate, slapped her face hard to calm herself down, and then went inside.

After that, it's normal homework time, then brushing my teeth, running water to prepare for a bath, and finally going to sleep.

However, even though Rikka's mind is currently filled with thoughts of herself and Chiya, she still manages to reserve a small portion for her sister, with whom she is almost inseparable.

After all, it was hard for her to believe that her older sister had actually gotten a boyfriend and that they had quietly developed to such an intimate level... In a sense, this was indeed unbelievable.

Given my sister's discerning eye and pickiness, the other person must be a very high-quality elite man, a handsome and successful senior from the same university... no, maybe he's an elite person working at a stock exchange or bank. He's definitely handsome and very capable!

Rikka thought about it seriously, believing that only a man like this could be worthy of her older sister and possibly win her heart.

As Rikka thought about it, she became more and more curious.

Eriri's words of advice were naturally taken to heart, but that didn't stop her from testing the waters a little more.

So after filling the bathtub with water, she pushed open her sister's door and poked her head out: "Sister, the water's ready. Want to take a bath together? I'm in a good mood today, I can help you scrub your back."

Shihua was sitting at her desk using a tablet to check the day's revenue from various shops when she heard this. She casually waved her hand and said, "No need, go wash up yourself. Call me when you're done."

They didn't agree, even though they used to boss me around all the time when we were at home...

Speaking of which, my older sister told Chiyo that she was too tired from work and needed to rest for a few days before she could sleep with her.

Now it seems that it wasn't just about work; there's also the suspicion that it was to avoid trouble.

As for what kind of trouble it is... it's probably that besides the insteps, there are also those embarrassing marks on other parts of the body, right?

Not hearing the door close, Toka turned around and met Rikka's inquisitive gaze with a strange smile.

Her younger sister had always been so neurotic, and she didn't know what she was thinking all day. However, Shihua didn't notice anything unusual at first glance: "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Rikka panicked for a moment and quickly said, "It's okay, it's okay. I'll go take a shower first. Sister, please take care of yourself and don't work too hard."

With this double entendre, Rikka turned and went to the bathroom.

Having just gained Eriri's support, and now knowing her older sister's "weakness," she felt inexplicably pleased. She thought that if she were ever punished or disciplined by her sister again, she would have a means of retaliation. Looking further ahead, she could also try to please her mysterious brother-in-law and help keep her sister in check.

Not only is she being pampered by Qianye, but she's also gained another powerful backer. It seems like her life is going to get better and better from now on.

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.

The next day, during lunch break, Eriri and Rikka, as usual, sneaked together on the school rooftop.

The two found a bench, sat down in the shade, opened their lunchboxes, and ate and talked.

Rikka said that she had already told her family that she wouldn't be going home tonight, but would instead go straight back to her apartment as usual.

Eriri nodded: "You did a great job. I'll think of something else later."

"You thought it all through last night?"

"Yes, although it's a bit roundabout, I think it should be feasible."

As she spoke, Eriri looked around and saw that the closest couple on the rooftop was only a dozen steps away. Without hesitation, she leaned close to Rikka's ear and revealed her core idea.

Rikka blushed instantly, her voice barely audible: "This... isn't this too obvious?"

"Just find a plausible reason and a lively atmosphere to cover it up, right?"

"Then...then...just us?"

"Do you want to involve Saeko and Yukino? That's your business, I have no objection, as long as you're not afraid of them finding out."

"Forget it! Let's wait and see!"

"That's what I think too. We haven't confirmed Qianye's thoughts yet. We can be honest with them once we've confirmed them. They won't blame you."

"That's not what I'm worried about..."

"So what are you worried about?"

"..."

Rikka lowered her head, her hesitant and worried expression revealing a deep sense of unease that Eriri, who had once felt the same way, instantly understood.

"You're worried about Qianye, aren't you? Worried that your feelings are unrequited?"

"..." Rikka nodded slowly.

"Don't worry." Eriri wasn't entirely sure either, but she still offered her support and comfort: "Rikka, you're so cute, you'll be fine! Besides... even if something goes wrong, we can still train her in the future!"

As for Qianye and me, I've always felt that the main reason our relationship hadn't progressed for so many years wasn't because I wasn't proactive, but because our feelings for each other had never reached that level.

And look at the result now! I listened to your encouragement and kept working hard, and in the end, we still became a couple. So, cheer up, don't be so insecure, you still have me here for you.”

"Oh, it's so good to know you, Eriri!"

Rikka was deeply moved by Eriri's heartfelt words and hugged her tightly.

"Ouch! The miso soup has spilled!"

"Sorry, sorry! It's so hot!"

"It's all your fault for suddenly hugging me!"

"We've got the atmosphere all set! Do you have any tissues?"

The touching atmosphere suddenly turned into comedy.

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.

Minamoto Chiya was unaware that Eriri and Rikka had already set their sights on her to some extent.

With graduation season fast approaching, Saeko and Utaha, both seniors, are taking their class's graduation photo in the courtyard this afternoon.

Eriri and Rikka have disappeared.

So during lunch break today, he and Yukino were alone in the student council room.

The two finished their meal together at the reception table.

After the meal, Yukino took Chiya's bento box and washed it in the sink, her actions very natural.

This is the norm for their interactions. In order to be more efficient in their busy student council affairs, they usually take care of these small tasks by themselves.

Chiya would also help Yukino wash her lunchbox. Of course, Yukino did most of the time. She unconsciously placed herself in the role of serving him and never felt that there was anything wrong with it. It became a habit.

After Yukino returned, Chiya thanked her.

The two immediately started working, mainly because graduation was approaching and there were many things to do with their senior year of high school.

Just before their afternoon classes started, the two stopped working, made tea and coffee respectively, and relaxed for a while. At this moment, Yuan Qianye spoke up: "Yukino, I remember you've always liked pandas, right?"

You're asking a question you already know the answer to.

However, she was also curious as to why he suddenly asked that question, so Yukino nodded obediently.

Yuan Qianye smiled and said, "Would you like to get up close and see them? Like real pandas?"

Yukino stared at him intently, and seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, her hands began to tremble slowly. Then, she slammed the teacup she was holding onto the table, her eyes filled with an extreme seriousness and fervent excitement that Chiyo had never seen before: "What do you mean by that?"

As she asked the question, her delicate and pretty face also leaned closer.

Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from her, Yuan Qianye's smile deepened: "It means exactly what it says, just tell me if you're willing or not?"

…………

266: The response was very firm!

When Yuan Qianye returned home that day, two people unexpectedly jumped out to welcome him home.

"Chiya, you're back!"

"Welcome home, Qianye!"

Eriri and Rikka heard the commotion and ran to the living room together, taking his schoolbag from his left and right and helping him take off his uniform jacket.

Their posture and tone were very gentle, and the two of them were dressed in identical aprons, giving the impression of a husband being served by his virtuous wife after returning home from a trip.

"What's wrong with you guys?" Yuan Qianye asked curiously.

Eriri folded his clothes neatly and took the schoolbag from Rikka's hand, placing it on the sofa for the time being: "You'll understand when you see it, right? Rikka and I will take care of dinner tonight."

Putting aside Eriri, after living together for so many years, Minamoto Chiya knew Rikka's cooking skills all too well.

She's good at making simple salads or toast; anything slightly more complicated will turn out bad in her hands.

"Have you gotten into trouble again?" This was Yuan Qianye's first thought as he stared at Rikka.

"That's so mean! Why are you only saying this to me!" Rikka's cheeks puffed out. "Do you really think I'm that troublesome?"

Yes, that's you.

While thinking this to himself, Yuan Qianye patted her head and said, "I was just worried about you."

He glanced at Eriri, and when she quickly shook her head, Minamoto Chiyo's smile became even warmer: "Of course, it's best if you don't. Since you two rarely want to cook, I'll look forward to it with great anticipation. Is there anything I can do to help?"

"No need, no need. You work so hard every day, Chiyo. Leave this little thing to us. We guarantee you'll be surprised by the lavish meal you'll have today!" Eriri pushed his lower back and led him toward the bathroom. "Go take a bath and leave the rest to us."

"Wait, I haven't grabbed my clothes and towel yet."

"Rikka!"

"Leave it to me!" Rikka Fuu ran to his room in a flash.

Ten minutes later, Gen Chiya sighed softly and bubbled into the bathtub.

However, despite what they said, Yuan Qianye was still worried and glanced at the situation in the kitchen from a god's-eye view.

On the stove were two large plastic bags with the words "MaxValu" printed on them. This is a well-known and widely distributed food supermarket in Japan.

The two of them hurriedly took out boxed semi-finished dishes, such as grilled eel, wasabi octopus, stir-fried clams, bone-in sausage, and lamb chops.

Many food packages don't need to be torn open; you can put them directly into the microwave to heat them, and then take them out and pour them onto a plate.

Occasionally, dishes that require secondary processing are also very simple, such as lamb chops and short ribs. Since they are marinated in advance, you can just put them in the oven and adjust the time and temperature according to the instructions.

really……

However, this way there's not too much to worry about. Although the semi-finished dishes don't taste great, their minimum quality is still there, and they're definitely more reassuring than the dishes the two of them just haphazardly cobbled together.

Yuan Qianye then stopped paying attention to them.

He sat up from the bathtub, dried his hands with a towel, picked up his phone, and prepared to take advantage of this free time to contact Miyoko and arrange tomorrow's work.