The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

"Don't take it if you don't eat it."

"It's not me!"

Little Dove justified and retorted, covering her head.

"Who else but you"

Qianliu knocked again.

The only one who can do this kind of thing to him... Kouto is only Mashiro, and Mashiro is now entangled with Rita, who is the mastermind behind the scenes?" Kukuku, my half body Oh, it can't be done... Depends on the enemy on the frontier!"

"The second disease is useless at this time."

Qianliu put the shiitake mushroom to Xiaojiu's mouth: "Well, eat it obediently, don't be picky eaters."

"Well........."

Xiaojiu shrank as if facing poison, looked at his elder brother pitifully, then closed his eyes and bit his teeth, "Ah woo"

I ate the shiitake mushrooms in one bite, barely chewing: I just swallowed them.

Not really, Qianliu thinks shiitake mushrooms are quite good in vegetarian dishes, or it is said that these girls in the family are not used to mushroom food.

"It turns out that hot pot is... war."

Rita, who was dealing with the truth, couldn't help but ponder when she saw this.

It seems that she has been taught the wrong culture of District Eleven. By the way, Qianliu didn't say a word after passing by, just kept eating cabbage with low competition rate.

In his bowl, Zhenbai put the meatballs that he finally snatched: "Don't just eat grass, eat some meat too."

Qianliu looked at her silently, and then stuffed the meatballs into his mouth.

"Hey! Why did you give me... enoki mushrooms!"

Rita felt extremely unbalanced, and the gap was too great.

Qianliu, who was the object of protest, chewed expressionlessly and continued to stick his chopsticks into the hot pot.

"Here, Rita, and, no thanks."

Saying that, she put the enoki mushrooms into her bowl again.

"No one eats enoki mushrooms except me and protested strongly, Mashiro must be taking revenge on her, right! Mashiro pretended not to hear and continued to pick up the meat and eat it himself.

After entering Sakurasou, her range of ingredients has been assimilated.

In the end, how could everyone be satisfied after eating the hot pot, Qianliu had to cook udon noodles again, and there was nothing left, and everyone was full. Everyone looked satisfied, just as Qianliu drank the tea prepared by Misaki At that time, Rita neatly came to him, who was sitting directly opposite.

At the same time, Sakurasou's phone rang.

"Qianliu, call."

Chihiro said that while opening another...can of beer.

"go alone."

He didn't look back.

I don't know why he is always called, and he is not the head of Sakurasou.

"I'll go."

Rita waved her hand to the entrance and picked up the microphone.

"Hello, this is Sakurasou, the student dormitory of Shui Gao."

"My name is Shiina."

The first time I heard this voice, I could only feel it was low and steady, it was the way a polite adult speaks.

But then Rita was shocked, Uncle Shiina, she subconsciously guessed something, and at this moment, there seemed to be a very happy voice from the dining room, Rita knew that Misaki was making a noise, and others tried to stop her but failed.

However, the atmosphere of joy at this time suddenly changed: distant.

"Hey"

"Ah, yes."

"Can you help me transfer Miss Qianshi?"

The person on the other side didn't seem to hear Rita's voice....... Rita pressed the hold button silently, and then shouted to the dining room: "Sister Qianxun, looking for your number!"

"so troublesome."

No way, Chihiro, who was flushed with drunkenness, walked out. She asked with her eyes who was calling, but Rita couldn't answer.

But, this is the answer.

Chihiro turned her head to look at the other side of the dining room, presumably looking at Shiro, who couldn't see from here.

Then she picked up the microphone and pressed the reserve key: "Yes, it's me, ah, uncle, long time no see, now in Narita? Yes, I'm doing well, of course it's random... .Yes......"

Knowing that eavesdropping was not good, Rita couldn't leave. Mashiro and Misaki were probably surprised that she hadn't come back. The two of them stuck their heads out of the dining room.

Soon, Chihiro put the microphone back, and took a deep breath. Then she raised her head, looked in the direction of Mashiro and Rita, and said in a low voice, "He will be here to pick up people in two days."

The sound of a heavy door closing resounded in Rita's head.