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"Narita Airport~Narita Airport~." In the back seat of the car, Chika Fujiwara, who was sitting between the three sisters, swayed left and right, in high spirits.

She had her hair loose and her face was rosy. She was babbling all kinds of cute onomatopeia. She wore a dark green sleeveless striped white-collar top with a pure white skirt, which added a touch of summer freshness to her temperament.

Qianhua is really my most lovely daughter!

Fujiwara Daichi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, nodded secretly through the rearview mirror, fully absorbing the energy of his cutest second daughter.

No one knew that beneath this poker face, what was echoing in his mind was the memory of Fujiwara Chika calling him dad. His focused eyes made even his old friends who had known him for a long time feel ashamed.

What should I admire? Should I praise you for valuing your daughter because the fish in the water are on the same level as your daughter, or should I think that the fish are on the same level as your daughter and your purity as a fisherman is too low?

However, just because her father sees his daughter as Xi Shi does not mean that other people see her that way too. The people sitting on both sides of her were not very happy and just thought that the second child was being very noisy.

Sister Qianhua's hair was dancing in the air, just like she was having a pillow fight with a broken feather pillow. The exposed skin was tickled by the feathers, as if there were ants crawling on it!

"Sister Chika, please sit still!" Fujiwara Moe, who was wearing short-sleeved shirts and hot pants, opened her mouth and tried her best to control her sneezing. She quickly took out a handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose and sneezed. Then she said angrily, "Don't be like the elementary school students on the spring outing on the bus!"

"Yeah~." Wearing a belly-baring top and jeans, Fujiwara Toyomi gently pressed down on Chika Fujiwara's face to prevent her from moving around. He gently held her head and used her knees as a pillow, and said with a slight smile, "Your bow will get messed up."

Fujiwara Toyotomi stroked his sister's hair regularly, hoping that this hypnotic technique, which had been effective since before Fujiwara Chika could remember, would be effective.

If it were anyone else, smelling the intoxicating aroma of the big pink-haired creature that seemed to be brewed with roses, and feeling the shadow of half the world, even if they were not sleepy, they would be more content, right?

“No.” The energetic girl climbed up and continued to dance happily. “I really believe in the bond between me and the bow! It will never abandon me!”

But who is Fujiwara Chika? Perhaps in terms of mischief-making skills, she is not as good as her older sister who was born earlier, but in terms of vitality, she is the No. 1 in the Fujiwara family, the absolute ace who can attract everyone's attention at the party and can pull it off to the end.

At least in places like family gatherings, she is so useful. What should you do if you meet someone you don't want to talk to? Pull her over to Fujiwara Chika and let her use all kinds of self-made brain teasers to disrupt the other person's thinking, and then let Fujiwara Moeha or Fujiwara Toyomi finish them off.

But if it were now... the eldest sister and the third sister looked at each other across her. As daughters of politicians, this encrypted conversation was no problem for them.

"Use that, at least it can temporarily solve some of the problems." Fujiwara Toyomi blinked his eyes in a certain pattern and bit Fujiwara Chika's hair angrily.

"Do you want to do it? Now? Here?" Fujiwara Moeha was embarrassed. The things were in the box in the trunk, so the conditions were not enough.

"Your hairband plus my hairband, that's enough!" The eldest sister nodded slowly, and without waiting for the third sister to respond, she stretched out her evil hand to her second sister.

"Hmm?" Fujiwara Chika felt something climbing up her shoulder. She turned her head and asked, "Sister Fengshi, what are you going to do?"

"Of course..." Noticing that Fujiwara Moe's hand had also touched him, Fujiwara Toyomi smiled slightly and said cruel words with his light cherry lips, "I'll give you a new hairstyle!"

Hearing this, Fujiwara Chika's face froze, and she subconsciously wanted to beg for mercy: "Sister Feng Shi, please don't!"

The last time you made this expression you were doing an Armstrong cannon on someone's hair!

The back seat was suddenly in chaos, and the laughter of the three sisters filled the entire car.

Faced with this situation, the father not only had no intention of stopping it, but his mouth almost cracked to his ears, and he even proudly said to his friends: "See, I said daughters are better than sons, right?"

The old friend hesitated: "...your daughter won't get married?"

"What are you talking about!" Fujiwara Daichi was furious. "It's a new era now. I think those customs of the old times should have been swept into the garbage dump of history long ago!"

...Don't tell me that's where your momentum in political speeches comes from, the driver thought shamefully.

After getting off the car, Fujiwara Chika stood at the airport entrance, with people carrying suitcases behind her, and said proudly: "Narita Airport! Here we come!"

"Sister Chika, please don't be so arrogant even when you're lazy, okay?" Fujiwara Moe said unhappily, "Come and help me."

"Okay~." The energetic girl responded. As the only one of the three sisters who would go out for a run regularly, her help was like a god descending from heaven. Even after excluding the eldest and third sisters, the efficiency was improved. "It's not that heavy. Is it that tiring?"

The driver heard Fujiwara Daichi, who was using the excuse of looking at his phone, panting in the back of the car with a strange smile on his face, and did not answer.

When the head of the family regrouped and returned as a king, he did not stay any longer, opened the car door and went in and said, "Have fun, Pace, I will take good care of you."

The Fujiwara family has always liked to have the whole family go out together, but as an animal, Pace can't always follow his human masters around the world.

"I won't say more, let's go fishing together later!" Fujiwara Daichi patted the car body, smiling, "When I come back from Hawaii, I will definitely surpass you!"

The driver didn't say much, just nodded, changed gears and drove away.

You should exercise more. Even if you are in a high position and have countless things to do, it would be too miserable if you can't even compare with your daughter.

Watching the car drive away, Fujiwara Toyomi took out his cell phone and asked, "Do you want to call mom to ask about it?"

Fujiwara no Manzu was delayed by some work and could not join them, so he had to take the train by himself.

"Wait a little longer." Fujiwara Daichi glanced at his phone, "She will be here soon."

"Then let's take a photo first?" Hearing this, Fujiwara Chika immediately raised her phone and said excitedly, "I want to take a photo with Narita Airport!"

"Use the camera." As a father, he took out the camera from his camera bag and said with a smile, "I won't take any pictures. Do Fengshi and Mengye want to take pictures?"

They all shook their heads and left the scene to Fujiwara Chika, who was putting the suitcases down in a long line.

After taking the photos, Fujiwara Daichi used his cell phone's Wi-Fi to transfer the photos from his camera to his second daughter.

Looking at himself squatting on the ground as if holding a long sword formed by a suitcase, the secretary smiled and said, "That's it!"

She ignored the sisters who were trying to pick up the suitcase behind her and posted the message on Twitter.

In a dark room, stimulated by the sunlight in this photo, Ishigami, who had been staying up late playing games on the first day of summer vacation, was crawling in the dark on the bed with his head in his hands.

After squirming for a while and fully stretching his body, he lay down on the bed and murmured, "It's great...why don't I go back to my hometown?"

I hope the countryside can heal my soul and let me meet my own beautiful girl...

With the fantasy of being a otaku, Ishigami took out his mobile phone and was about to like the secretary's tweet. His eyes seemed to look through the reflective glass in the photo and directly at one of the people who was just a tiny miniature.

The man pulled the handle of the suitcase up to its highest point, secured it, and leaned on it. He lowered his head in boredom, spread his legs, and looked at his mobile phone.

His hair is black and his clothing style is low-key and ordinary, which may even be a little unusual and conspicuous for fashionable Tokyo.

Ishigami squinted his eyes and scrolled up to find the photo on the secretary's Twitter of him and the general affairs officer hanging out the day before yesterday. He specially saved several photos with similar actions and checked them pixel by pixel like a microscope.

Five minutes later, he felt a surge of strength in his blood. He turned over like a carp on the stone and dialed Xing Yuanhui's number with trembling fingers.

This dressing style, this angle of bowing, and this arrogant, split-legged posture that is the same as the Chinese sovereignty style...

Star Abyss!

It was as if a demon from hell was howling in the world.

Chapter 3 Hello, I want to play a game with you

At the airport, Xing Yuanhui, who was playing with his mobile phone, heard Shi Shang's phone call. Listening to the noisy sounds in various languages around him, hesitant for a moment, put his hands behind his back and took out the earphones from his backpack.

You have to be professional in what you do. It would be more trouble than good to be discovered in a place like this.

Putting on the headphones, Xing Yuanhui tapped the screen and heard a low and cold greeting in his ears.

"Hello, I want to play a game with you."

Ishigami on the other end of the line held his voice, trying to control the emotional fluctuations in his words.

While the general affairs officer was wasting time, didn't the accountant make good use of the few seconds to reorganize his wording?

Now, Ishigami is full of energy and can easily stay up all night.

But when he was looking for someone to confront in a hurry, he revealed a huge flaw.

Xing Yuanhui glanced at the screen again and said strangely, "Ishigami, what are you doing? Didn't Saw end a long time ago?"

Even if they are younger, they may not be able to catch your joke.

"What should I do?" Since he was discovered, Ishigami stopped pretending and said in a strange rhythmic tone, "I have seen through your plan. Tell me everything clearly. I won't do anything to you."

Am I the kind of person who would tease my best friend about his dating history? He asked himself sourly.

Of course! I can't defeat you with force, but I can just whisper "How wonderful it is" in your ear, like Tang Seng did to Sun Wukong, right?

As a brother, I am happy for you. I can empathize with your happiness to be able to go to Hawaii with Fujiwara-senpai.

But as a 16-year-old soloist, Ishigami Yu! How can you repay the resentment in your heart that exudes a dark atmosphere? !

"...So you called me just to tell me a riddle?" Xing Yuanhui scratched his head, not understanding why Ishigami called him. "Are you playing Truth or Dare?"

Did I borrow his comics and forget to return them, and now he's worried because he found out his wife is missing?

The only people who knew he was at the airport were Uncle Baiyin and Quan Jing. The former brought him there and the latter booked his ticket. Neither of them knew Ishigami, so Xing Yuanhui naturally wouldn't think that Ishigami had discovered that he was going to Hawaii.

Seeing that Xing Yuanhui still refused to admit it, Ishigami said sadly: "Why do you keep hiding your relationship with Fujiwara-senpai? Aren't we partners who pass notes to each other in class and talk about everything under the authority of the teacher? There is no point in saying more. If you look back, you will know why your plan was flawed."

Relationship? Fujiwara? What's the connection?

Xing Yuanhui turned around and saw three vaguely pink-haired figures standing in order from big to small on the side of the road outside the glass, as if they were waiting for someone. He subconsciously took a step to the left and used the pillar of the hall as a cover.

The people in the queue behind him saw that his suitcase was still taking up space, hesitated for a moment, and then decided conscientiously to consider that the boy had not left the queue.

Thanks for the generous gift. It's really the same day and the same airport! Isn't it the same flight? Is it really not suitable to go out today? Xing Yuanhui leaned back against the pillar, staring at the three pink-haired people with his back like a secret agent.

But then he thought with horror: No, if today is not suitable to go out, the plane will cross the international change line soon, so won’t it still be "today"?

Because he had never checked, he didn't know that if he flew directly to Honolulu, basically all traditional airlines in Tokyo would depart at about the same time.

"So why did you abandon me and the president to go out with Senior Fujiwara alone?" Ishigami was still typing on his phone, "Don't we have an unbreakable alliance between us?"

Were the days when we talked and chatted with each other in front of the teaching building all fake? I don't believe it!

"What a mess! How am I related to Secretary Fujiwara? Is there any connection between us?"

Xing Yuanhui answered while observing. Next to the three Fujiwara sisters, there was a man in a suit with a mature-looking slicked-back hair. Judging from his hair color, which was still thick and black like that of young people and the way he interacted with the three sisters, who were always talking and laughing, it was very likely that he was the secretary's father.

It's broken, should I change my ticket? But I don't want to wait in line for a long time...

Wait, her dad is a politician? Politicians...would they fly economy class? No way?

There should be a different boarding process for first class. Judging from the seven times price difference between the two, there must be a fast track!

That’s right, and I’ve heard that they can get on and off the plane first, so in that case, we shouldn’t meet them.

Thinking of this, the general affairs officer breathed a sigh of relief, raised his backpack over his head to block it behind him, and then returned to the team after wrapping the backpack strap around his head.

It seems that Quan Jing is not the one who is destined to be his unlucky one, so he still has a glimmer of hope.

He was also thankful that this month was the peak tourist season and there were no first-class tickets left, otherwise Quan Jing, the resentful worker who knew he was not short of money, would definitely order a first-class ticket for him and ask for his review of the trip.

The agent is such a boring person, just like him as a musician.

The young man relaxed, but others might not be able to continue to relax.

This... Middle Eastern? The other tourists hesitated, but it was clear that they all took a step back in unison, so as to avoid hearing the bomber's strange incantation about going to see God.

"Still pretending! I know you're both in the same airport. Who would believe you if you said it's okay?" Otaku complained, "Don't force me to produce evidence. It will make us all look bad."

"This... I said it was an accident, do you believe it?" In fact, Xing Yuanhui himself didn't quite believe it.

"I don't believe it." As expected.

But Ishigami suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, where are you going?"

Because on the computer screen, he saw someone leaving a message on the tweet that Fujiwara Chika had just posted, asking her if it was easy to have a boy carry so much luggage.

The secretary joked that he had become a strong man and it was easy for him to lift the object and he didn't need anyone's help.

The tone between them was very casual, and they should be friends in reality.

But judging from this conversation, it seems that Xing Yuanhui and her did not really have an appointment.

Following her previous style, even if Fujiwara Chika took into consideration that her real name cannot be used online, she would still implicitly express that she had help from a boy instead of bragging about the fat on her arms.

"…Also to Hawaii, but mainly to learn something fun. Do you know American Iai?" Although he still didn't understand how Ishigami knew he was at the airport, Xing Yuanhui simply didn't hide it.

I didn't tell them originally because I was afraid they would make fun of me if they knew I was going to Hawaii too, but now that they've started to make fun of me, I might as well just say it out loud.

"Go play with guns?!" Ishigami let go of his anger, but knowing that they were not in the same group, he continued to tease, "That's great, I also want to play with Senior Wenrou and go to the shooting range to shoot together."

"What do you mean by gentle senior sister? There is nothing innocent between us, okay?" Xing Yuanhui paused and took the initiative to ask, "But since you called, I want to ask what your plans are for the summer vacation."

Originally he was planning to fly back to Japan and call to invite them to Oma, but the situation changed. In order to change the topic with Fujiwara Chika, he might as well just bring it up now.

This kind of thing is like mud falling into a crotch. The more you talk about it, the darker it gets. I can't get entangled with Shi Shang here. I don't expect to be able to make it clear.

"Summer vacation..." Ishigami clicked on the calendar, "The tentative plan is to go back to my hometown first, and then go to CM in August."

There are large-scale 2D fan exhibitions held twice a year. How can you get into the 2D world if you don’t go?

"Then let me give you a choice. Do you want to have a youthful and energetic summer vacation or go to a crowded and sweaty CM?" Xing Yuanhui had a bad idea and playfully asked a multiple-choice question.

But the stubborn otaku didn't hesitate at all and answered decisively: "Of course it's CM. I have spent many colorful summer vacations in the virtual world, and this time is no exception!"

Very spirited, Mr. Ishigami from the 2D concentration camp, I hope you weren’t taken away in an ambulance that day.