I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"Abbreviated as Evil Fall?"

A big exclamation mark appeared above Sera's head.

"Well, to put it simply, that's it~"

Xiaolan shrugged slightly.

Then she turned and looked up at Serabelle above.

"Speaking of which, Sera-kun, how long does it take you every time when you have sex with Miss Momiji?"

"Not much, because Hongye's stamina isn't very good."

Serabelle recalled briefly.

"Basically, it will take about an hour at most."

"Too little, too little~"

Xiaolan shook her index finger seriously.

"It's only been an hour. How can we just make Miss Hongye so tired that she can't move? In the final analysis, this is indeed Sera-kun's fault. We must make Miss Hongye so tired that she can't think at all!"

"For example..."

"Like I did, for six hours straight!"

puff!

As soon as these words came out, the girl with tiger teeth who was listening and drinking water to replenish her body water by the bed almost spit out a mouthful of water on the spot.

How...how did you do it in six hours?

You have to know that her physical condition is already good, after all, she has been practicing Jeet Kune Do since she was a child. But under normal circumstances, she can only last for two hours at most. By the third hour, her brain is basically dizzy and her consciousness is not very clear, so she can only passively take the beating.

If I give her six hours at a time...

Masumi Sera shuddered silently in his heart.

She didn't dare to imagine the situation at that time, and what would happen if Xiaolan was replaced by herself.

I guess he had completely lost consciousness by the end, the kind that couldn't even wake up after being tortured or splashed with cold water in the face in spy movies. Only his fingers and toes were still twitching subconsciously.

Then the whole person was lying in that thing, all over his body, and there was gurgling out of his mouth and there...

Just thinking about that scene makes me almost burst into tears.

"So, Lan, your physical strength is really good..."

"Eh? No, that's not it. There isn't any."

Xiaolan waved her hand modestly.

"Remember when we went to Kyoto together during the spring break? It was the time when Hattori-kun's school held a kendo tournament. I was feeling unwell one day and stayed in the hotel for the whole day."

"Oh~ I remember now, it was that time!"

The girl with tiger teeth thought about it carefully and suddenly realized.

"That's getting off topic."

Xiaolan coughed lightly to change the subject, then looked up at Serabelle again.

"In summary, it's Sera-kun's fault that Miss Hongye has become like this. Sera-kun must take responsibility. Invite Miss Hongye over after dinner, and then... Do you understand?"

"Eh? You're coming over, what about us?"

Sera Masumi was stunned and pointed at himself in a silly way.

Xiaolan turned her head and smiled sweetly at her friend.

"Of course we have to be there, so we'll just have to work a little harder~"

Chapter 832 Tangled Red Leaves

At the same time, in the top floor suite of the hotel.

The curtains in the dim bedroom were all drawn, and the fine fabric blocked most of the sunlight coming in from the window.

The Kyoto girl lay quietly on the bed.

Ooka Hongye didn't fall asleep, but she didn't get up either. She was just lying there...

The clock hanging on the wall was still ticking, and the shortest hour hand on the dial had already passed the five position.

This time point is almost two hours beyond her normal nap time.

But Ooka Hongye still chose not to get up, because she didn't know what to do after getting up.

No, to be precise, she knew that as the daughter of the Ooka family, Ooka Momiji had a very clear daily schedule. Apart from special activities such as a physical examination in the morning for tomorrow's train test ride, she also had to attend to her studies and art classes.

But... today, Ooka Hongye really doesn't have the energy to do all these.

Whenever she was alone and calm, she would recall the scenes from last night and the words she had said to Suzuki Tomoko, the scenes she had seen in her half-awake state in the airport hospital this morning, and the conversations she had heard while pretending to be unconscious on the bench...

【Zhenchun, just sit on my lap. 】

【Then you are not allowed to... that. 】

[…What are you thinking about?]

[Then let’s go to Lan’s room together after we get back~]

[I know. Keep your voice down...]

Both the tone and the pronunciation are clear and memorable.

Ooka Hongye herself has no brothers or sisters, and she is the only one of the same generation in the main family, so she has no personal experience of the relationship between ordinary brothers and sisters.

But this doesn't mean that she doesn't know what the relationship between normal siblings should be like.

Especially the sentence "No...that", that tone sounded like a girlfriend being shy in front of her boyfriend.

If it was a normal situation, how could he speak in that tone?

And then he said he wanted to go to Miss Maori's room to play in the afternoon. What were he going to play?

Thinking carefully, Ooka Momiji found that she didn't know much about Serabelle. Perhaps it was because she was still studying in Kyoto and they couldn't meet often.

But the fact was that she knew nothing about Serabelle, especially in terms of interpersonal relationships.

The most intuitive thing is the matter of Mrs. Suzuki.

If this continues, can they really be together in the end? Can she still be firm with Sera-kun?

After thinking for a long time, there is no answer.

"hiss--"

Sighing softly, Ooka Hongye picked up the phone on the bedside and took a look at it.

It's already 5:20.

Physiologically, she was already feeling hungry, but the Kyoto girl had no motivation to get up and find food. Even if she got up, she didn't know what to eat, as if she had lost all her goals in life.

buzz-

At this moment, a slight vibration suddenly came from his hand.

The screen, which had just gone off due to pressing the standby button, instantly lit up again, and an incoming call message appeared on the screen.

It was Serabelle calling.

Why at this time...

Ooka Hongye had the urge to escape for a moment, but her body uncontrollably drove her thumb to point to the green connect button.

The call was connected and the girl put the phone to her ear.

"…Sera-kun?"

The voice was surprisingly calm even to her own surprise.

The next second, the boy's voice came from the phone.

"Hongye, where are you now? Are you still in your room?"

"Well, I'm..."

"Then come on down. I'm in the lounge area on the first floor lobby now. It's almost time for dinner. I found a good restaurant nearby online. Let's go together."

"Um……"

"What's wrong? You sound a little strange."

"Nothing, I'm fine, I just wanted to ask... who are they?"

Trying hard to muster up her courage, the Kyoto girl asked this most crucial question.

However, what responded to her was Serabelle's slightly puzzled tone.

"There's no one else, just the two of us. Any problems?"

"No...no, then let me get ready. Give me ten minutes...uh, I'll be down in five minutes."

After hurriedly saying the last sentence, without waiting for Serabel to answer whether it was good or bad, Ooka Hongye pressed the hang-up button and turned over to sit up in bed, throwing away the phone and holding her slightly hot cheeks.

She really had no way to refuse.

On the other side, Serabelle, who was sitting in the lounge area on the first floor of the hotel waiting, looked at the words "call ended" displayed on her mobile phone, then turned off the screen and put away the phone.

The moment he raised his head, several policemen from the Nagoya police station walked in from the main entrance of the hotel with a tall, brown-skinned American.

Serabelle raised an eyebrow.

Oh, isn’t that the big shot from the automobile company? He was kidnapped and lost at the airport this morning and was finally found?

……

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when we finished dinner.

On the sidewalk beside the road near the hotel, Serabelle and Ooka Momiji walked back slowly in the evening breeze.

"Oh, right, Hongye."

"Ok?"

"Do you have any other plans tonight?"

"Arrangements... No."

Hearing the boy's voice coming from beside her, Ooka Hongye turned her head, raised her face slightly, and then shook her head slightly.

Serabelle said, "Then do you want to go over to Lan's place to play later? They specifically asked me to invite you."

"Eh? Invite me?"

Ooka Momiji was a little surprised.

To be honest, even though this was not the first time they met, she was not very familiar with Xiaolan and Sera Masumi. As for the second daughter of a certain Suzuki Group, they started to confront each other as soon as they met.

In the end, he actually invited her to come over and play?

Moreover, Sera-kun was responsible for the invitation. It was impossible for them to team up to bully her.

Could it be that this is just purely...playing?

"What are you playing?"

Out of caution, Ooka Hongye still asked one more question.

Serabelle scratched her face and looked aside: "We'll know after this."

"...Oh, okay."

The Kyoto girl agreed.

So the two of them returned to the hotel, and Serabelle took them to the door of Xiaolan's room.

Dude, dunk, dunk.

I knocked on the door gently. After about five or six seconds, I heard faint footsteps in the room, and someone walked to the entrance and opened the door.

It’s Xiaolan.

And behind her in the direction of the bedroom, Sera Masumi was already sitting on the edge of the bed.