I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"Come on, it's time to take a bath."

This girl suddenly became bold...

Serabelle didn't refuse, she just put down her phone and poked her cheek.

"Do you think you are still a child?"

Sera Masumi didn't say yes or no, but pouted slightly.

"If mom is, then I am even more so, right?"

It seems... I really can't refute it.

Chapter 482: Regularization of social practice activities to promote affection between siblings

It was already after eight o'clock in the evening by the time I finished taking a shower.

In the guest bedroom, Serabelle was holding her cell phone and texting with Reiko Akiba as usual.

Of course, Yukiko and Aunt Eri also exchanged messages.

After all, Serabel's trip to Kitanosawa Village was not a "secret operation". At the strong request of Sera Masumi, he was even forced to take some photos and post them on his account without any permissions.

However, because Hibari was busy with her daily work, no matter how much she wanted to chat with Serabelle, she could only reply to her for a few words when she finished processing a document, and then continue with the rest of her work.

Yukiko is always the same old thing. First she is envious of being able to travel together, then she is angry that Serabelle did not take her with her, and finally she bribes the boy to make him sign a promise to take her with him next time... that kind of thing.

As for a certain tiger-fanged girl...well, she didn't care about that at all.

Under the warm light of the bedside lamp, Sera Masumi, who had just come out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel by Serabel, was now like a big cat who had eaten and drunk enough. She squinted her eyes contentedly, wrapped her arms around the boy's neck, and quietly crawled in the latter's arms, rubbing gently, and chose to completely ignore the sound of fingertips moving on the mobile phone screen above her head.

"Hey, bro."

Sera Masumi suddenly opened his eyes, raised his face and rested his chin on the boy's chest. As he spoke, his entire head rose and fell slightly with the movement of his jaw joint.

"What do you think, where should we go on a trip next time we have spring break?"

"?"

The strange question caused Serabelle to pause her typing for a moment.

He raised the phone slightly, his eyes passed through the angle formed by his hands and fell on the girl's face, and he slowly typed a question mark.

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden? Besides, we haven't even returned from this trip yet, so why are you already looking forward to the next one?"

"Then...what can we do?"

As if she also felt that it was inconvenient to talk like this, Sera Masumi loosened her arms, supported herself on the bed and stood up, then changed from crawling to sitting astride, and pouted.

"According to Mom, her 'concession' is only effective when we are not in front of her. But if we want to travel, we can only go on holidays. On weekends, Mom will definitely be at home. We can't..."

She sounded a little aggrieved when she said this.

But think about it, there is a saying that goes "You know the taste of food only through skiing." As far as human nature is concerned, after trying many good things once, we always want to try them again.

For example, if Akai Mary explicitly ordered that Serabelle could only see Yukiko for two or three months a year, then let alone how Serabelle would react, Yukiko would probably just come over with a kitchen knife.

It was even more torturous for Sera Masumi. They lived together at home every day, but she couldn't do it herself. She could only listen through the wall, then close the door and hide in bed to do it alone...

"That is indeed a problem."

Serabelle looked thoughtful.

Sera Masumi also nodded quickly: "Yeah, right~ So brother, you have to find a way to solve this, otherwise I might really go crazy."

"Is it that serious..."

"Of course!"

Ok.

Serabelle began to think.

First of all, as Masumi Sera said, it would be impossible to travel at such an intensive pace after the winter vacation ends and school starts. Even if there is a weekend, it is only two days, which is not enough to have fun anywhere. What's more, as a student, she also needs to do homework.

You don't necessarily want to travel with your homework book, right?

So if we want to carry out the social practice activities to promote brother-sister affection at least once a week, at most it will be within Tokyo... Hmm...

"Oh, I figured out a way."

A small light bulb lit up in Serabelle's head.

"I think this is a good idea. Every weekend when my family needs to do some shopping, we can go to the shopping mall in the city center..."

"Going to the hotel during the weekly shopping trip?!"

Masamune Sera's eyes lit up and he said in surprise.

But the next second, Serabel interrupted her thoughts.

"It's not a hotel, it's an Internet cafe. If I remember correctly, there are a lot of Internet cafes in Japan, much more than in the UK. Although the computer configurations are still the same as they were 20 years ago, as long as the computer can be turned on, the privacy of the private rooms is quite good, so many people in Japan use Internet cafes as cheap hotels..."

"Makes sense!"

The girl with canine teeth raised her thumb firmly, and her small canine tooth sparkled in the light of the bedside lamp.

"This way, even after the trip, I can still meet up with my brother every week... roo roo roo ~ I believe I will soon have the same amazing development as my mom!"

As she spoke, she began to pat her chest, which had only a slight curve, with a look of great confidence.

Serabelle was conservative about this. After all, he had never heard that the amount of female hormone secretion was linked to the frequency and intensity of that kind of thing.

Besides, he is already seventeen years old and his performance is still as average as when he was in fourth or fifth grade. It is hard to say how much room for development he will have even if he makes great efforts to strengthen himself in the future.

……

At the same time, the sound of dripping water came from the bathroom of the only girls' dormitory next door.

The petite figure was blurred by the fluorescent light of the bathroom heater from behind the glass with the curtains drawn.

That's Ayumi taking a bath.

Xiaolan has already washed. She is now sitting on the bed with her legs hugged. Her long, wet black hair is wrapped in a white towel and tied behind her head. Her thoughts drift towards Tokyo with the biting cold wind that whistles outside the window from time to time.

Mom and Sera-kun...are they real?

Because of the conversation that took place at the dinner table, the unicorn girl once again began to struggle with this question in her mind.

The cell phone was placed next to the bed. She wanted to send a message to ask directly several times, but she held back and put it down every time.

After all, it's just a suspicion but no solid evidence, and some words can never be said directly. Once said, even if they are mother and daughter, it will cause a huge rift in the relationship between them.

But at that time...

Xiaolan racked her brains to recall all the details of when she entered her mother's office that day.

My mother’s kimono, her flustered expression, her panties dropped to the ground, and... the strange smell in the air.

Xiaolan just doesn't understand much about this kind of thing, but that doesn't mean she is a pure naive person.

According to the dirty jokes of the boys in the class, the smell of men is very similar to the smell of heather.

As luck would have it, there were several heather trees planted on the central avenue of Teitan High School. Every summer, the branches would be full of white, cauliflower-like flowers. When the wind blew, the strong scent could be smelled from dozens of meters away.

Since I smell it every summer, it's not a very old memory.

But...it's still different from the smell I smelled in the office at that time.

Hmm~ It turns out that we still need to collect more evidence before we can draw a conclusion.

Chapter 483 Mary is angry

Due to the influence of the climate in the region, the winter vacation for Japanese students is usually not too long. Even the most leisurely elementary school students only have two weeks, which is just fourteen days, less than half a month.

Including the few days before going to Kyoto and the two days of rest after coming back, after experiencing the two-day snow festival in Kitanosawa Village with surprises and without any danger, the winter vacation for the unfortunate high school students such as Xiaolan and Yuanzi seems to have passed for most of the time.

Although theoretically there is still nearly half a week left, the problem is... they haven't done a single word of their winter vacation homework.

If all the things are piled up until the last day to be written, I'm afraid they will really turn into a pen, a night, an unfinished book of last night, and a cold corpse.

So after spending the second day in Kitanozawa Village, Serabelle and the others set off directly after lunch on the third day.

Just like when we came here, we took a special bus out of the Kitanosawa Mountains, and then took the Shinkansen home after arriving in the city.

You can be said to be extremely proactive.

However, even so, due to the heavy snow and the steep and slippery roads in the mountains, and the fact that it takes two hours to get from Niigata Prefecture to Tokyo even by high-speed rail, it was already five o'clock in the evening when Serabel and Sera Masumi actually got home.

When I opened the door, the faint aroma of food filled the living room and drifted all the way to the entrance door, and the sound of stew pots simmering could be heard from the kitchen.

Mary Akai was sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room in her daily clothes, holding a newspaper in her hands, with a cup of steaming black tea on the coffee table in front of her.

This was her standard vacation pattern when she was still in the UK.

Hearing the noise coming from the door, Akai Mary put down the newspaper and got up from the sofa. She walked to the dust collection area in her slippers and looked at the two people who were bending down to change their shoes at the door.

"...How was it, did you have fun?"

"Of course I'm super happy!"

Masumi Sera had a bad habit of changing shoes. She simply stepped on the heel of one foot and quickly threw the shoe off, then jumped in front of Akai Mary and gave her a big hug.

"We're back, Mom!"

"I know, I know……"

Akai Mari was a little helpless because of her enthusiasm.

Although in the West, such as Europe, relatives would kiss each other on the cheek, but her silly daughter had obviously learned something strange, especially when she was still small in England, the so-called cheek kiss was always chest kiss.

Refers to Masumi Sera pressing her face against Mari Akai's breasts.

Well, actually this is a story between mother and daughter so it’s not so hard to explain. Besides, people… always prefer things that they don’t have.

After coming to Japan, as her body has become smaller, Sera Masumi no longer presses her face against her breasts like she used to.

Mary Akai thought she had gotten rid of this bad habit.

But today it happened again for some reason.

It was still a breast-touching ceremony, but Masumi Sera used her own breasts to touch Akai Mary's face.

If it were in the past, Akai Mary would have pushed her away quickly. Not to mention whether it was inappropriate or not, the feeling of steel hitting the bridge of her nose alone was enough to keep her away.

But this time, I don’t know if it was Mary Akai’s illusion, or maybe it was the result of her growth over the past year, or maybe it was some external catalytic factors, but it seemed that after returning from Kitanosawa Village, her stupid daughter’s max-rigid breasts had actually softened a little.

Is it an illusion, or...

Just as Akai Mary was thinking this, a familiar scent suddenly piqued her olfactory nerves.

Ok?

Akai Mary frowned slightly, then quickly gathered herself and pushed her daughter away without showing any emotion: "What did you eat for lunch today? Why do you smell like that?"

"smell?"

Sera Masumi didn't hear the hidden meaning in the words. She pulled up the clothes, smelled them, and then shook her head blankly.

"Really? Can't you smell it?"

"A little……"

Akai Mary didn't say it explicitly, but raised her chin slightly towards the bathroom.

"Anyway, go take a shower first and change your clothes. After you take a shower, drink some water and rest for a while. You'll be able to have dinner soon."

"Oh, I'll go right away."

Taking a shower after coming back from a trip is indeed a nice experience. Sera Masumi did not refuse. She trotted back to the room to get a change of clothes, and then went straight to the bathroom.

So only Akai Mari and Serabel were left in the living room.

Familiar situation, familiar scene.

The only difference was that this time Akai Mary didn't say a word, she just raised her delicate face and glanced at the latter faintly.

Serabel knew what she wanted to ask, and Akai Mari also knew that Serabel knew what she wanted to ask.

After a few seconds, Serabelle nodded slowly and affirmatively.

And Akai Mary rolled her eyes at the speed of light and muttered something under her breath.

"……I knew it."