Order French fries at Shuchiin

It is not difficult to imagine that if she nodded, the poster in the bag would turn into baby's breath and roll wildly on the floor due to the imbalance caused by the tilt.

So he took the initiative to ask: "Is this a recruitment poster for the club? Let me help you move your things."

Fujiwara Chika smiled and said energetically, "It's okay, I can just take it myself. I've been doing enough physical exercise, and now is my peak period, and these recruitment posters are not very heavy."

She looked proud, with a confident smile on her face, and her head held high and chest puffed out, giving her a sense of simplicity and honesty like a panda.

Xing Yuanhui scratched his head and smiled bitterly, "But not long ago, President Baiyin helped me get into the school. I should also pass on the spirit of helping others. And also, I still need your help, so I can't refuse."

The two sides declined several times, and finally understood the essence of Tai Chi.

Seeing this, Fujiwara Chika put down the table, held the bag on the table with both hands, and said helplessly: "If you do this, there will be nothing we can do. Really, I'll give you the table, but I'll take the poster myself."

"Thank you for your understanding." Xing Yuanhui walked to her side and picked up the table with one hand. Only then did he notice that the hole in the table had already been filled with posters and other items.

He lifted the table with one hand, which required both hands to lift, as easily as lifting a cat. Doesn't this make me look ridiculous for showing off my strength just now?

Fujiwara Chika exclaimed quietly and walked stiffly towards the playground.

Xing Yuanhui didn't notice Fujiwara Chika's small change, his attention was distracted by the things in his hands and the situation on the roadside. He followed Fujiwara Chika out while being careful not to bump into the wall.

"You said the president helped you with a small favor, so you have met him before, right? How did it feel? Did you feel like he was being taken care of in a special way?" Fujiwara Chika asked jokingly with curiosity.

The president is very polite to everyone, but Xing Yuanhui is a student who is also an external student like the president. Perhaps the president has special expectations for him?

"It's not a special favor. I feel like if it were someone else, President Shirogane would also help him get into the school."

Of course, the premise is that his name really appears on the admission list.

"Enter the school? Yeah, that's right. Normally you have to wear a school uniform to get in. Remember to wear a school uniform tomorrow, or you'll be caught and lectured by the teacher and the discipline committee."

The pink-haired senior who turned around and was walking on her back reminded her. Xing Yuanhui saw the sunlight passing through the tiny gaps between her hair, and spots of light were reflected on her shadow.

The sun was shining brightly with a moderate temperature, and the wind was gentle. If Xing Yuanhui could ignore the fact that the senior schoolmate who was carrying him on her back and walking without looking at the road almost fell, perhaps he would have put this scene on the cover of his album recalling his high school years.

Or maybe it has already been on the cover, but Xing Yuanhui just doesn't want to admit that the person who occupies the new chapter of his high school life is a naive person who almost falls down.

Xing Yuanhui used his free hand to grab the bow-tied senior who was already unstable and falling to one side. Her face showed surprise at the sudden situation, but this surprise was quickly replaced by relief that the junior helped her to prevent her from falling.

After the other person stood firm, she smiled and thanked him with an embarrassed look, and then continued to walk happily towards her club. Of course, she watched the road this time.

"That was really thrilling just now, hehe."

"How reckless, Senior."

Senior Sister Butterfly was not affected at all by the fact that she almost fell. She strode forward happily, humming an unknown little tune.

Why is she happy? The satisfaction of helping a new student? The joy of having someone to help her carry something?

It can’t be the “escaping death” just now, right?

"Oh, by the way, there is one thing I may need to make clear to you first."

She spoke suddenly, as if she had remembered something.

Is it related to Fujiwara Toyotomi?

Xing Yuanhui asked expectantly, "What's the matter?"

Fujiwara Chika said slowly with a serious face, like a detective who had solved a mystery: "Well, this school might be a little strange. Some things that shouldn't happen will happen. For example, isolating transfer students, which is really vulgar."

The boy's expression changed from cheering four foreigners to calm four foreigners. He had already guessed that they were the group of nobles who hoped to overthrow the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty.

"It's about the people who have been studying at Shuchiin since childhood and are repulsed by strangers who suddenly appear. President Shirogane talked about it a little when he led me into the school, and I also found some bad reports about Shuchiin on the Internet. I'm mentally prepared."

"Eh, is that so?" She was a little curious. "The president would say it's not strange, but why would you take the initiative to look for these? Most people rarely look at these, right?"

Fujiwara Chika stopped in front of the only club tent that had held up a flag, and her clear eyes met Xing Yuanhui's.

Xing Yuanhui didn't know what Senior Sister Butterfly was thinking. The biggest reason was because of your sister...

Just as Xing Yuanhui was about to explain, the senior sister's mind suddenly came to her senses and the joy on her face disappeared.

"Oh, that's right, Sister Fengshi." She put the poster in her hand on the table in the shed, patted the non-existent dust on her body with both hands, took the initiative to lift a folding chair and placed it in front of the table, then went inside and moved a new chair to sit down.

"Let's sit down and talk. Okay, just put the table here." Fujiwara Chika pointed to a place and asked Xing Yuanhui to put down the table.

Xing Yuanhui glanced at the edge of the tent, put down the table in his hand, and sat on the chair that Fujiwara Chika had just placed.

The time was still good, the sun didn't shine on his position.

Senior sister with butterfly knot coughed lightly a few times, restraining the cheerfulness that had been on her face from a moment ago, and a serious atmosphere began to hang between the two of them.

Instantly, she said, "No matter what, I should apologize first. Although it wasn't me, my sister actually did such a bad thing to you. As a younger sister, I can't just write off the relationship so cleanly."

After saying that, Fujiwara Chika stood up, closed her eyes with a determined look on her face, and bowed to Xing Yuanhui to apologize in an alarming manner, almost knocking her head against the table.

Xing Yuanhui was so shocked that he almost jumped out of his chair and wanted to leave first.

Is it true that the Fujiwara family motto is to win by surprise?... Why are you apologizing? How can I accept this? Although you are her sister, I am not here because of you. Have you ever thought about how I should accept your apology?

The boy, who was a little troubled, responded, "Don't be like this, you are not Fujiwara Toyomi, why do you have to apologize on her behalf and make the situation so serious? Your apology makes me feel a little embarrassed, sit down first."

He also stood up and wanted to ask Fujiwara Chika to sit down, but when he was about to put his hand on her shoulder to force Fujiwara Chika to sit down, he hesitated.

Xing Yuanhui was caught in a dilemma. Either he had to stand together as punishment, or he had to prepare to stop any physical contact between men and women.

Thanks for the generous gift, he doesn't want to choose any of them. Is it too late to call the system now? Waiting online urgently.

At this critical moment, the boy, who was also tormented by the annoying shyness of apologizing due to the psychological projection effect, was finally freed. Fujiwara Chika sat down again as he said, and Xing Yuanhui breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's true, but she's my sister. As her family and your senior, I still have to do something to make it up to her."

The senior schoolmate in front of me was obviously doing this for the first time. Her face was flushed with embarrassment, and her deep blue pupils were full of embarrassment. Her hands were pressed on her thighs, and there was a sound of rubbing clothes. The ears hidden in her pink hair were also red.

Xing Yuanhui covered his face, thinking, you also know that this is embarrassing! The most urgent thing now is to find something for her to do to bring her compensation psychology over. She can't stand this atmosphere.

In order to change his mood and find something for Fujiwara Chika to do, he looked outside and suddenly had an idea. He said:

"Then as compensation, please take me to familiarize myself with the clubs. As an old school, Shuchiin must have many unusual clubs."

"Unusual clubs? Normally clubs have to pass the dual review of teachers and the student union before they can be established. Unusual clubs will be dissuaded."

But she thought of something, and her eyes began to sparkle again.

"But if I negotiate with the club management, maybe I can experience more comprehensive club activities in advance! As a formal member!"

Official members? Xing Yuanhui thought of his two noisy younger brothers who joined sports clubs but didn't do much serious work. Instead, they were ordered around and complained about by their seniors.

You don't want to send me to the baseball club to pick up balls... do you?

Xing Yuanhui looked at the calm and confident Fujiwara Chika and felt a strange feeling as if a dragon from another country was trying to pay homage to a local snake to build connections and prepare to conquer the city.

Never mind, let her be. It would be good to have someone to introduce her to avoid any unknown pitfalls. Looking at the club can also be regarded as fulfilling the dean's last wish, although he is still very healthy.

Fujiwara Chika was thinking about what kind of club visit arrangement would impress the junior in front of her, and since she had agreed, she had to do it well.

She groaned, and after a while she said, "Not many people are in the club today, so why not tomorrow? Tomorrow is the opening ceremony, and after the ceremony, the teacher will talk about something in class. Based on past experience, noon and afternoon are the time reserved for students, so let's go to the club together then."

"Let's do it this way." Xing Yuanhui readily agreed. He had no reason to disagree. The master in front of him looked quite stubborn. He started apologizing at zero frame right away. It would be troublesome if he disagreed and started apologizing with a red face again.

But "such a bad thing"? Did Fujiwara Toyomi tell her sister what she did? He kept me in suspense before, but now he just told his sister so straightforwardly? Is the truth so easy to get? I don't believe it.

"By the way, what did Fujiwara Toyotomi tell you?"

"let me see……"

Chapter 17: Memories of Fujiwara Chika

As the sun sets in the west, the last ray of light stretches the shadows of the two riders to infinity. Soon, the street lamps officially take over the inheritance of light, and night officially falls.

"Chika-sister, it's all your fault that you stayed in the mall and refused to leave, saying 'the last gift'. Look! It's getting dark, but luckily we've already reached Shibuya."

Fujiwara Moe was quite resentful. In her backpack were various gifts bought by Fujiwara Chika, including a limited edition cake that her sister had bought for her to bribe her to help carry things.

"But there are so many people to send off." Fujiwara Chika pointed her fingers and listed them all, "Dad, Mom, Kaguya, Pace..."

"Stop." Fujiwara Moe had already tasted this list enough times and was listening when choosing gifts.

She would never admit that when Fujiwara Chika asked for the names of the dishes to bring as souvenirs, she felt at a disadvantage because she realized that her social network was not as broad as her sister's.

Unfortunately, it was too late for her to speak. Fujiwara Chika had memorized the names so well that she couldn't stop repeating them.

Fujiwara Moe had no choice but to listen again. She shook her ponytails impatiently and changed the subject: "But Sister Fengshi, aren't you going to give her a gift? You clearly mentioned her name when you were choosing the gift."

"I have prepared a gift for Sister Fengshi." Fujiwara Chika chuckled, "Of course, the prerequisite is that she explains everything about Xingyuan clearly."

Fujiwara Moeha saw the flame of gossip burning in Fujiwara Chika's eyes. How did she know? Because her eyes were also burning with the same thing.

The closer they got to home, the brighter their eyes became. They were like flames in the wind, their desire for knowledge and their gossiping hearts burning brightly.

Oh! The mysterious boy! Oh! The truth of the riddle!

After Xing Yuanhui left, they contacted Fujiwara Toyoshi with their mobile phones. Fujiwara Toyoshi was reluctant at first, saying that a classmate came to see her, and then she said that she had a competition to prepare for.

However, under the two of them's counter-measures and persistence, Sister Fengshi had no choice but to agree to the "Walk into Fengshi" time in the evening.

It was nearly dinner time, and in the Fujiwara family's courtyard, the puppy Pace was enjoying his dinner in his kennel, shaking his head.

The puppy quickly looked in the direction of the sound of the two Fujiwara sisters entering the yard. After recognizing them, it barked twice towards the room, stood up, and ran happily towards the owner of the bow.

Fujiwara Chika leaned the car against the wall, and while Fujiwara Moe was opening the garage door, she leaned over and stroked Pace's dog head hard.

Pace was reluctant but refused to leave. His tail proved that he was thoroughly enjoying himself.

As if comparing it to a puppy's tail, Fujiwara Chika said in a high-pitched voice: "Pace, have you been good these past two days? Did you miss me?"

"Mm-woof!" The tail's movements were almost as frequent as a hand-cranked electric fan.

Fujiwara Moe was not surprised by the "long-separated" reunion of the owner and the dog two days apart. Rather, it was nothing strange to her because she saw them at least three times a week.

She loosened her backpack, held it in her hands, opened her arms to stretch her bones, and felt the comfort of every tense bone and flesh in her body stretching out.

After a simple stretch, she patted Fujiwara Chika's shoulder and said, "Okay, stop playing with Pace and put the car away first."

"Okay~, then we won't disturb you while you eat, Pace." Fujiwara Chika finally rubbed the puppy's head hard. It shook its head impatiently, trying to shake off its owner's hand.

After parking the car in the garage, Fujiwara Chika finally took out a few carefully selected football dog toys from her backpack and placed them in front of Pace's cabin, then followed Fujiwara Moe into the house.

Pace walked up and smelled the small football, then without thinking, he picked up a small ball in his mouth, which made a funny sound because of being squeezed.

The puppy happily circled in the yard. The faster it spun, the louder the sound of the toy ball. The louder the sound of the toy ball, the faster the puppy spun. It was just like a dog tornado destroying a parking lot.

The two sisters changed into slippers at the entrance and walked straight into the living room.

The head of the family, Fujiwara Daichi, was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. When he saw the two sisters coming home, he asked, "How do you feel? Did you enjoy riding your bike?"

"Of course!" Fujiwara Chika saluted her father with full energy. She was always full of energy. "Cyclist Chika Fujiwara and Moe Fujiwara report back to the team!"

Fujiwara Moeha didn't say anything, but as a qualified father, Fujiwara Daichi had keen observation skills.

He looked at Fujiwara Moe's face carefully, and when he saw the slight smile hidden in the corner of his third daughter's mouth, he was completely relieved.

"I'm relieved that you're in good spirits. Go back to your room and put your things away first."

"Before that...clang clang! This is a gift for you! Do you like it?"

Fujiwara Chika spoke in front, and Fujiwara Moe cooperated from behind by unzipping her sister's backpack and taking out the fishing equipment they bought together.

Dad has been really into fishing lately. Sometimes when he comes home, he keeps yelling to Mom, “If I had that, how come I always come up empty-handed?”

Fujiwara Daichi was very pleased. With the love of his good daughters, his status immediately increased, increased, and increased wildly! His power at this moment was 50 times stronger than before, incomparably grand and majestic.

With such a strong power, is there any fish that he can't catch? Damn, is there any fish in the water that can stop him? !

A few days later, the two sisters found that their pocket money for the next month had increased. A few days later, the two sisters found their old father in the yard, deep in thought facing the empty fish box.

But that didn’t matter. The two sisters then gave their chosen gifts to their mother, and the family had a pleasant dinner.

Time passed and the three sisters sat in Fujiwara Toyoshi's room.

Although Fujiwara Toyomi didn't stay at home often, her room was always reserved for her.

"Hmm~, should we get straight to the point? Or should we start with a lighter topic?"

Fujiwara Toyomi sat on a chair and asked his sisters softly.

The sisters blinked their eyes, looking at Fujiwara Toyomi and then at each other.

"…For example?" Fujiwara Moeha asked first.

"Like why don't I have a present? Even Pace has a present."