Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

Fortunately, it’s just the lowest sixth prize.

Just 200 yen.

It’s just the cost of one ticket.

After handing Miura Gensuke 200 yen, the boss smiled and clapped his hands: "Young man, you are really lucky. Do you want to try again?"

Miura Gensuke just looked at the remaining two tickets and motioned her to continue claiming the prize.

After realizing what was happening, the boss lowered his head to check with a look of disbelief.

"Fourth prize?!"

5000 yen.

The boss was not unhappy.

Anyway, the money comes from the company that issues the scratch-off tickets, and she is just a sales agent.

She is very unhappy now.

I'm just a beginner, but I'm so lucky...

"This is 5000 yen..."

After putting away the money, Miura Gensuke still did not leave.

Could it be?

The boss looked at the last ticket with a pale face.

"Third prize..."

10000 yen!

The look she gave Miura Gensuke was filled with astonishment.

All three tickets won the prize?

There is also a third prize?

This young man actually looks dissatisfied?

After redeeming the bonus.

Miura Gensuke took his senior away.

"Stupid brother!"

Tsukimiya Sakurano tapped his forehead lightly: "What kind of exciting thing is this?"

"Furthermore, over-exploitation of anomalies..."

"It might lead to some serious consequences."

Miura Gensuke naturally knew this.

Xiaoyao is in a wheelchair for this reason.

That's why he only bought three scratch-off tickets.

"Stop lecturing me, sister." Miura Gensuke glanced at his cell phone. It was almost dinner time.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

"I want to eat the food my brother cooks." Tsukimiya Sakurano smiled and took his arm: "It would be better if there were more desserts."

Miura Gensuke nodded in agreement.

……

……

……

"cheers!"

At dusk, Gensuke Miura raised his glass with a smile at the dinner table.

He had an ice-cold beer in his glass, while Senior Yuegong had red wine in her glass.

“Mmm…it smells so good…”

"My brother's cooking skills are truly the best!"

Tsukimiya Sakurano picked up a piece of cream cake and put it into her mouth, savoring it carefully.

Miura Gensuke took a sip of beer.

Not only did I work today, I also spent time with my sister.

No matter how you think about it, it was a very fulfilling time.

And since it’s the first day of Golden Week, it’s okay to indulge a little.

"Om."

The phone rang.

It's Xiao Mio.

[Asano Mio: Gensuke, I have a performance tomorrow...]

【Miura Gensuke: I want to go and take a look.】

【Asano Mio: But didn’t Gensuke say last week...】

[Miura Gensuke: I was just joking at the time.]

【Asano Mio: Actually, I'm a little nervous.】

【Asano Mio: Gensuke, can I chat with you tonight? 】

[Miura Gensuke: Of course, don't act so unfamiliar.]

After agreeing, the door of his apartment was pushed open.

Asano Mio walked in shyly.

Today she is wearing a cute little dress and her long black hair is styled into a very complicated and cute hairstyle.

They must have just finished rehearsing...

"Eh? Asano-chan..." Tsukimiya Sakurano, who was eating various cakes, wiped the cream off her red lips in surprise.

Miura Gensuke stood up and brought her a set of tableware.

He didn't expect that the other party was waiting at the door.

Is there something important you want to tell me?

"Thank you for your help..." Asano Mio sat down next to him very politely.

Then, there was a long silence between the three of them.

"I'm stuffed……"

Twenty minutes later, Tsukimiya Sakurano picked up the plates and went into the kitchen to wash them.

Asano Mio also hurried to help.

Miura Gensuke, who didn't have to do housework, went to take a shower and only vaguely heard the two people chatting in the kitchen.

When he came out, Senior Yuegong had already left.

Miss Asano was sitting on the sofa, staring at the glass under the light.

"so……"

"What do you want to talk about?"

Miura Gensuke sat down next to her curiously.

If it had happened in the first two weeks, the two of them might have held hands or something.

But now, there is no such reason anymore.

Instead, both of them were a little reserved.

After all, we haven't seen each other much this week...

There is even little chatting.

It's like a couple stranded on a deserted island, suddenly falling in love, and then being rescued...

On that deserted island, a beggar could fall in love with the princess, but what would happen after they left?

A special relationship forged in a specific environment...

Is it really true?

Or is it just a necessary dependence?

Before the unusual incident, the two of them were not even ordinary friends.

"Gensuke..."

Asano Mio blushed and lowered her head, her palm accidentally touching his little finger: "I..."

"I've been missing you..."

Miura Gensuke gently held the girl's hand.

The hand was white and slender, even a little thin.

It makes people want to hold it.

"I really miss you..." Tears welled up in Asano Mio's beautiful eyes: "Gensuke..."

Miura Gensuke smiled and nodded: "Didn't we just see each other at school the day before yesterday?"

"But..." Asano Mio hugged him fearfully: "I feel like we are getting further and further apart... I don't want this..."

"No." Miura Gensuke gently stroked her head: "No..."

"You have a performance tomorrow, so go to bed early."

"No, I still have many, many things I want to tell Gensuke..."