My Daily Life with Gosara Ayase/my Sister Can't Be Ayase's Little Angel

He smiled and left.

The implication, the boy understood.

Forget it, Isshiki didn't say a few words to him anyway.

And if you like the brother-controlled sister who is not controlled by the female brother, maybe you will cut it.

He snorted and snorted, turned and left alone, alone.

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Ryunosuke delayed again, covering his face with an uncomfortable expression, what did he just say?

Sure enough, although I don't accept Isshiki myself, I really can't bear to push my sister to others.

He was going up the stairs, and Yi Shiroyu had already arrived at the meeting room of the student union of four.

Because everyone has not yet arrived, several girls from the preparatory committee chatted about this day, and Yukinoshita was also there.

Before, I went to one of the two girls with Yi Caiyu, who was also from the preparatory committee. At this time, I also asked her who the boy was just now.

Isshiki looked at the girl asking the question with a smile, and secretly glanced at Yukinoshita who seemed to be reading some document:

"He is my elder brother. He is great. I can introduce him to you later."

"Oh" the girl who asked the question was stunned, and then she felt that the gossip was gone and said boringly,

"I thought it was your boyfriend."

Isshiki looked at the girl with body temperature, but then glanced at Yukinoshita: "He is a boyfriend, but not mine, hahahaha"

"Huh? Isshiki, why do you keep looking at me?" Yukinoshita suddenly raised her head and said.

Just because she didn't speak, doesn't mean she didn't pay attention to what they were saying.

Yishishiyu's smile faltered, and he turned his head to look at Yukinoshita: "Ah, no, I was just thinking about what you were looking at, senior."

"Oh, everyone is here, let's get started."

"Yeah." Isshiki nodded again and again, and the others also started to fiddle with the things on the table.

Chapter 1030 The "danger" on Mai-senpai's head

Ryunosuke walked up to the second floor, the third floor, and the fourth floor, and saw a familiar figure.

Well, with this dreamy blue high ponytail, he confirmed the identity of this person.

Saki Kawasaki is carrying a portable book?Today is a black backpack.

That bag is slightly triangular in shape, not rectangular, which is nicer and girlier.

Saki Kawasaki carried the backpack on one shoulder and leaned against the wall.

He leaned on his elbow in one hand and read a booklet in the other.

Although it wasn't a posse on purpose, but unintentionally revealing the atmosphere of "stay away from strangers" is really cool and domineering.

Because he usually goes up the side stairs next to the classroom, Kawasaki Saki is slightly facing that side, and looks up from time to time.

Not today, however.

Because I was talking to Isiroha at the back of the building before, so this time I took the middle stairs instead of the side stairs on the fourth floor.

So when we got to the fourth floor, Ryunosuke came behind Kawasaki Saki.

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After Ryunosuke approached, he softly called "Kawasaki" behind her.

Saki Kawasaki moved her ears, put away the book and turned to look at Ryunosuke: "Oh, Aragaki-san."

However, this title surprised Ryunosuke, he didn't call his friend that.

But then he blinked and laughed: "Just call me Ryunosuke."

"Okay, master!" Kawasaki Saki said calmly.

In fact, such conversations had occurred from previous nights, and now they were nothing more than repetitions.

Ryunosuke shrugged helplessly, it's like this again.

I would rather call him master than Ryunosuke.

"Hey, to be honest, this is just an ordinary address, not just a name between lovers."

"You are right, master!"

Kawasaki Saki's expression was cold at this time, but it didn't feel cold.

Because people who know her know that she is like this, not to say that she is indifferent to someone.

This "coldness" has no special meaning.

So what else can Ryunosuke do?

Forget it, anyway, it feels pretty cool to be called my master.

"Where's Yuigahama?" Ryunosuke skipped over this question that couldn't be reached through consensus.