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"Lena, get down!" Shirakawa Haru shook Lena off him, his tone slightly impatient. Although he thought he didn't need to enjoy his youth, he was still an adolescent male after all, and he had all the reactions that adolescents should have.

Kaname Rakuna obediently rolled off Shirakawa Haru's body, lay on the side and grabbed his arm.

"Lena, you sleep a little longer. I'm going to get up and wash the dirty clothes you took off yesterday. I have a dryer at home, and the clothes in it will dry quickly." Shirakawa Haru was a little embarrassed now. This kind of thing had happened before, but the person who encountered this situation was his sister Yuki. The two were so familiar with each other that they would only tease each other when they were naked. After all, they took a bath in the same bathtub when they were young. They had seen and touched everything they should and shouldn't see, and everything they should and shouldn't touch.

Rakuna is different, she is different from Yuki: Yuki is completely transparent to Shirakawa Haru, another reflection of him in this world, with whom he has a rapport. But Rakuna is a familiar "stranger".

In Shirakawa Haru's impression, Suho Yuki could be a fool, a disobedient and willful sister, or a sister who always asks him to play games with her, but she will definitely not be a girl full of feminine charm, even if she is really charming.

Corona is different. Before she joined the band of Shirakawa Haru and Chihaya Aine, before she became Shirakawa Haru's friend, before she won Shirakawa Haru's favor with her quirky and free-spirited personality, she was a stranger to Shirakawa Haru.

All the differences add up to this: Shirakawa Haru won't feel embarrassed towards Suho Yuki but will towards others.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she scooped up a handful of clean water and splashed it on her face. Shirakawa Haru looked at herself in the mirror. Her fair skin was slightly red - it was really embarrassing.

He didn't expect Lenai to be so bold. He thought that a girl who went to a friend's house for the first time would behave very conservatively.

But he also blamed himself, because when Lenai ran to his bed last night, he should have let Lenai go back. But then he thought, what if the room was too cold and she couldn't sleep?

Although Lenai said she wasn't cold and that the bed was comfortable, was that really the case? Lenai was a very good girl. She could read people's expressions and knew how to make others not worry about her.

After washing her face, Shirakawa Haru wiped off the water stains on her face with a towel, went to the bathroom door, picked up Lenai's clothes and put them into the washing machine.

"Ah..." Kaname yawned and stumbled out of the room, dragging her shoes. She was wearing a plain white shirt with a T-shirt underneath.

The window was behind her, and the wind blew in, lifting the hem of her shirt. In a trance, a flock of white doves flew by, a fleeting glimpse of light, pure and innocent. Then even her T-shirt was lifted by the wind.

"I'll find you something thicker to wear." Shirakawa Haru quickly approached Lenai and bent down to hold down the hem of her T-shirt. "Your... underwear is where it was yesterday, and I didn't move it. Lenai, go wash it yourself."

"Qing, help me wash." Lenai said.

"No." Bai Chuanqing refused very quickly this time. He felt that underwear was too private and it was inconvenient for him to wash it.

"Then I'll wash it myself." After putting on a coat that Shirakawa Haru found for her, Le Nai went to the bathroom door to get her underwear. Then she stood in front of the washing machine, opened the lid, threw her underwear in, and closed the lid. "For breakfast, I want to have a sandwich, tamagoyaki, buttered potatoes, and grilled saury."

"There's so much you want to eat, Lena, can you eat it all?" Shirakawa Haru pulled up his sleeves and poured laundry detergent and boiling water into the basin. He threw his socks into the basin and filled the sink with some cold water to cool it down. He turned his head to look at Lena, and then saw her throwing her underwear into the washing machine. He said, "Lena, don't wash coats and other clothes with your underwear. Mixing them together will make them dirty and will attract a lot of bacteria!"

"Huh? Can't these be washed together?" Lenai asked.

"It's better not to. Luckily, I took out the socks separately just now, otherwise you would have been thrown into the washing machine with them, Lenai." Shirakawa Haru turned off the washing machine and quickly took out Lenai's underwear. It was wet and covered with white foam. "I was still a step too slow. It's already soaked."

"Can't we use the washing machines over there?" Yao Lenai pointed at a row of washing machines.

"You can use them. But there are a few washing machines that my sister uses. You met her, Suho Yuki. She used to work at RING. She has brown-black hair and bright purple eyes. She's a very charming girl." Shirakawa Haru put Lenai's cotton bra and panties on the sink. "I don't think the washing machine can clean intimate apparel properly. I prefer to wash it by hand. Lenai, do you want me to... wash your underwear for you?"

"Qing has already touched it with her hands." Le Nai stood beside Baichuan Qing, brought a small stool, and looked at Baichuan Qing who was helping her wash her socks with interest, "I originally wanted Qing to help me wash it. The water is cold, and I don't want to touch it."

"The water is cold, and the bathroom is cold too." Shirakawa Haru put his hand under the faucet and rinsed it for a while. After drying it with a towel, he rubbed Lenai's head. "You're cold wearing so little, right? Hurry back to my room and lie down on the bed for a while. I'll call you when it's time for breakfast."

"No, I'll just stay here and watch Qing." Yao Lenai said, "I'm cold, and Qing is cold too." Her eyes were stubborn.

"Then I'll try to move as quickly as possible." Shirakawa Haru took out his phone and randomly picked a song and started playing it. It was Queen's classic song "Bohemian Rhapsody." "Where were we talking about... Lenai, what would you like for breakfast?"

"I want to have sandwiches, tamagoyaki, buttered potatoes, and grilled saury for breakfast." Lenai repeated it as if she was naming the dishes.

"It's not that I won't make it for you, but there's so much, it would be a shame if you can't finish it?" Shirakawa Haru finished washing the socks and put them on the washing machine. He changed the basin and filled it with water, then put on gloves to wash Lenai's underwear. "Won't you get sick from eating so much?"

"No, grandma and mom both say I'm a big eater," Yao Lenai said. "The main thing is, I want to eat."

"Well, I'll do it for you later." Baichuan Qing gently rubbed the girl's bra, not knowing where to look.

"You can prepare smaller potatoes." Lenai looked at Shirakawa Haru's profile and found his expression very interesting.

"There should be some in the refrigerator. I remember I bought it before." After washing the bra, Shirakawa Haru wrapped it with a dry towel to absorb the moisture on it. The bra cannot be wrung out by hand, otherwise it will be damaged and deformed.

He thought, it's just a few pieces of cloth, why can it make people blush?

It’s because I think too much.

"Put more shrimp and fewer vegetables in the tamagoyaki."

"Since Lenai likes shrimp, I'll put more in, but I won't skimp on the vegetables."

"Grilled saury should be served with rice." Lenai thought for a while and said.

"Yes, it should be served with rice." Shirakawa Haru nodded and started washing her underwear.

"Also, I don't want miso soup for breakfast. It's too salty. I want Calpis."

"There's plenty in the fridge. If you want, Lenai, I'll get it for you later."

"I want a Coke."

“You can’t drink Coke in the morning.”

"Qing." Lenai called softly.

"Hmm?" Shirakawa Haru squeezed the moisture out of his underwear and dried it with a towel, just like he dried his bra. Then, he took out Lenai's clothes from the washing machine and put them in the dryer with his underwear.

"I like you so much," Lenai said, looking up at Shirakawa Haru's back, her eyes hooked, her eyebrows full of charm, her eyes full of allure. She grinned, her short silver hair swirling in the wind, and she ran towards Shirakawa Haru, suddenly bumping into him and making him stumble.

"Yeah, I know." Shirakawa Haru stood firm. "Now, Lenai, go back to my room. If you feel cold, close the windows and turn on the air conditioner."

"I'm going back." Yao Lenai took off her coat and put it on Shirakawa Haru, then walked back to Shirakawa Haru's room dragging her shoes.

Shirakawa Haru went downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast. When he reached the living room, he heard the doorbell ring. It was Toyokawa Kiyoko ringing the doorbell. Shirakawa Haru checked the time on his phone. From Monday to Friday, at this time every day, Toyokawa Kiyoko would come into the main house to prepare a lunch box for Toyokawa Shoko.

"Good morning, Shirakawa-kun." Shirakawa Haru opened the door, and Toyokawa Kiyoshi came in with a few new pairs of indoor shoes. He put the shoes into the shoe cabinet one by one, and then he keenly noticed that there was a pair of indoor shoes missing from the shoe cabinet. It was Shirakawa Haru's pair.

Is someone in Shirakawa-kun's house now? Miss Yuki's two pairs of shoes are there, so it can't be Miss Yuki. So who is it? Is it his daughter Shoko, or someone he doesn't know?

Fengchuan Qingcao was confused for a moment and wanted to ask Shirakawa Haru, but then he realized that this was not the question he should ask, so he blocked his mouth. He thought, if it was a girl who took away Shirakawa Haru's shoes, then he hoped that person could be Xiangzi, if not, then he hoped that the person who took away Shirakawa Haru's shoes would be a boy.

He followed Shirakawa Haru into the kitchen, watched her skillfully tie an apron, then take out ingredients from the refrigerator and start preparing breakfast: saury, eggs, shrimp, potatoes, butter... a lot of ingredients were used.

"Shirakawa-kun, when I put away my shoes just now, I noticed that one of your shoes seemed to be missing. Do you want me to help you find it?" Toyokawa Qinggao asked cautiously. He had cheered up again and was ready to live a good life. As a result, his observation ability improved and his way of speaking became more tactful.

"No need, the shoes are still there." Shirakawa Haru was about to cut the potato twice crosswise, then put some butter on it and put it directly into the oven. "I brought a friend home last night."

"Oh...oh." Toyokawa Seikao nodded, steamed the rice skillfully, and began to make rice balls.

"Please give me the granulated sugar." Baichuan Qing stretched out his hand.

"Okay." Toyokawa Kiyoshi handed the seasoning jar of sugar to Shirakawa Haru. He thought that this friend must not be Xiangzi. If it was, Shirakawa Haru would not have to hide it from him.

Is it a boy? No, it shouldn't be. There's a very beautiful umbrella in the umbrella bucket at the door, the kind only girls like.

Fengchuan Qinggao was lost in thought, but not long after, Shirakawa Qing prepared breakfast. He went upstairs to call someone, and a staggering figure followed Shirakawa Qing down.

When Toyokawa Kiyoshi saw Le Na, he finally felt relieved.

It's a girl after all... Shirakawa-kun is willing to prepare such a sumptuous breakfast for her, he must really like her. But in this case, what should Xiangzi do?

Toyokawa Kiyoshige was still lost in his thoughts.

"Haru, this is delicious. Tamagoyaki." Rakana picked up the tamagoyaki with her chopsticks, took a bite, and then exclaimed how delicious it was. She used her chopsticks to pick up a piece of tamagoyaki and gave it to Shirakawa Haru, "Haru, have some too." She took out her phone and took a photo to remember this hearty breakfast.

Kaname was about to put her phone away and continue eating, but she suddenly remembered the last time Aine and Shirakawa Haru drank milk tea in the milk tea shop, so she took a photo and sent it to the band group.

She also sent the photos she had just taken to the group, but felt that it was not enough, so she ran to the living room, took a few more photos, and sent them out.

Toyokawa Kiyoshi looked at Kaname Rakuna who was interacting intimately with Shirakawa Haru with a little embarrassment.

After dinner, Lenai lay on the sofa in the living room, playing with her phone. The air conditioner was on, humming out hot air, and a golden ribbon with white lace tied to the panel fluttered in the wind.

The red dot on my phone was a reminder that someone in the band group was sending a message.

Chihaya Aine: "Wow, is this the breakfast at Rakuna-chan's house today? It's so rich! Unlike our family, where breakfast is just saury with rice and miso soup."

Nagasaki Suyo: "For breakfast, it's healthier to eat a lighter one. Children are growing up, so they need to pay attention to their nutritional balance."

A series of photos were sent to the group.

Chihaya Aine: "Is this Rakuna's house? It's so luxurious, just like a palace. Those furniture must be very valuable, they are all antiques!"

Nagasaki Suyo: "I think I've seen the soft furnishings of this house before on an official website somewhere. This should be a residence in the wealthy area of the city center."

Gao Songdeng: "Good morning, everyone."

Chihaya Aine: Rikki isn't here?

Takamatsu Deng: "Ritsuki-chan, you should still be resting now."

Asking Lenai to sit up straight on the sofa, she took a photo of Shirakawa Haru who was busy washing dishes in the kitchen, and then sent the photo to the chat group: "This is Haru's home. I slept here yesterday."

Chihaya Aine: “Huh?”

Takamatsu Deng: "At Haru's...home?"

Nagasaki Suyo: “…”

Chapter 12 Yuki: Oh no, my house was robbed!

"Hey, bro! I brought back the motorcycle you wanted." Yuki Suho returned from the Suho household, bringing with her the Honda RC213V-S she'd promised to give to Haru Shirakawa. She stood at the doorway, smiling sweetly, umbrella in hand, pressing the doorbell. After the bell rang several times, she stepped back out into the rain, twirling the umbrella handle, sending fine, glistening raindrops scattering rapidly in all directions. "Come out and open the door!"

Her voice was a little vague in the rain, but the people around her could still hear it clearly, but no one dared to look up at her.

The yellow rubber duck rain boots stepped on the puddle, splashing transparent water. The person reflected in the water was Yuki Suho. That was her, and there was a busy Honda service staff behind her.

Yuki Suho squatted down, put her face against the umbrella and waited for a while in the drizzle boredly, but still no one came.

So she simply didn't wait, and went straight to the gate, stretched out her hand through the gap on the gate, and opened the small door on the gate with a "click". Then she opened the gate from the inside and asked the person following behind her to bring the motorcycle in.

The large iron gate of a house like this does not play a big role in preventing theft, but is more of a decoration and a symbol of status.

If someone wants to get in, they can just reach out and touch the door lock, and open the door with their backhand without the need for a key.

"That's strange... Is my brother not at home? Logically, he should have run out to greet me when he heard my voice." Yuki Suho signaled with her eyes the service staff who transported the motorcycle to transport the car to the garage, and then asked her exclusive driver not to wait for her to leave.

She watched the busy service staff transport the motorcycle to the garage and leave before she changed into indoor slippers and stepped into the entrance hall.

As soon as she entered the living room, she could smell a pleasant aroma coming from the kitchen. She walked into the kitchen and touched the cleaned pot with her fingers. The frying pan was still slightly warm.

The washed dishes looked very wet, and the water stains gathered into droplets, sliding down the upright porcelain bowls.

Who was visiting my house just now? My brother and I don't often use these porcelain bowls; we usually only bring them out when we have guests. Toyokawa Kiyoshi has his own bowls and chopsticks, and he usually eats in his room on the basement floor. Suho Yuki left the kitchen and glanced at the living room clock. The man who called himself "Kiyoshi" and had no last name, whom Shirakawa Haru had brought back, had been known to her since the day he arrived.

Yuki Suho thought it was still early and Shirakawa Haru might still be at home, but for some reason she didn't know, she didn't greet her at the door.

She sneaked up the stairs and came to the door of the familiar room. She pushed open the familiar door and walked into the familiar room.

The window was half open, and the curtains were lifted when the cold rain wind blew in from outside, and fell again when the wind stopped.

The whole room was filled with music, which was the songs of Mr. Children, a famous Japanese pop band. You could faintly hear the hissing sound of the vinyl record cutting through the air as it rotated.

Shirakawa Haru was lying on the bed, listening to music with his eyes closed. A pile of vinyl records and CDs were scattered on the bedside table beside him.

"Why are you lying back in bed after breakfast? Shirakawa Haru, you're such a good bastard, did you secretly make something delicious while I was away? I just went to the kitchen, and I'm sure you had grilled saury and tamagoyaki for breakfast today, right?" Suho Yuki leaped over and pressed on Shirakawa Haru, "It smells delicious."

"Yuki, you're pressing on me, you're so heavy!" Shirakawa Haru opened his eyes and poked Suho Yuki's face with his finger in disgust, "Are you back?"

"Stinky old man, I'm back. Have you been thinking about me?" Zhou Fang Yuxi smiled and took off her coat and skirt. She got into Shirakawa Haru's bed wearing only a T-shirt and underwear. "Those old guys in the Zhou Fang family are really troublesome. They just love to order people around - freeze you to death!"

The soft curves that undulate like the mountains in spring fit Shirakawa Haru's body. He tilted his head slightly downwards on the pillow, and a girl who was as beautiful as an elf and as delicate as an ice crystal that would melt if touched by his hand jumped into his eyes. He reached out to hold the girl's waist, and the girl also reached out to hug him in response. He could feel the girl's excited feelings for him in his arms.

Long, straight hair with a delicate fragrance like lavender, bare skin exposed against his, and a body as warm as jade but constantly heating up as his.

"Next time, put on more clothes and keep yourself warm before getting into my bed." Baichuan Qing curled her lips, "Have you settled the affairs of the Zhou Fang family?"

"One more thing. Brother, aren't you inviting me to a live show this week? I might not be free that day." Yuki Suho propped herself up and emerged from the covers to change a record, the European blue vinyl of Neon Genesis Evangelion. "Great, let's go through the Louvre a few more times today," she exclaimed, curled up in her covers. Neon Genesis Evangelion was truly an excellent work; in her eyes, it wasn't an exaggeration to call it a "masterpiece." As a child, she resembled Shinji in temperament: sensitive and self-conscious, timid, cunning, and cowardly. Her parents had left her, and the adults had abandoned her. She looked at Shinji as if he were her own self.

But she is different from Shinji. She has someone who loves her unconditionally from the beginning. Because he loves her unconditionally, she also wants to love the person who loves her unconditionally.

When she was a child, she could see Shirakawa Haru's face every time she woke up from her sleep. At that time, she thought that it was really great that someone was willing to love her like that.

"You've been to the Louvre several times, right?" said Shirakawa Haru. "Because I have my own Mona Lisa, I have already foreseen it..." He was singing the most famous line from "One Last Kiss".

"Because this is my own Mona Lisa, I have already foreseen it..." Yuki Suho also sang this line along with Haru Shirakawa, but for her, it was not just a lyric, but an indisputable fact.

"Yuki, have you had breakfast?" Shirakawa Haru asked, and was about to get up from the bed. Suo Yuki put a little more pressure on his waist with her hands, keeping him in place.

"Not yet. We have to go to school soon. I won't bother you to do it for me." Zhou Hou Yuxi put her nose to Shirakawa Haru's hair and sniffed it gently. Then she put the hair in her mouth, bit it gently with her teeth for a while, and spit it out.

She chewed the black silk until it was rotten and spat it at her lover with a smile.

"It's so disgusting. I just took a shower yesterday." Shirakawa Haru pulled her hair out of Suho Yuki's mouth with her fingers in disgust.

"I brushed my teeth this morning." Yuki Suho's expression was very serious, "Brother, your hair is not as clean as my teeth." Her serious expression did not last long before she burst into laughter.

"What do you want for breakfast?" Shirakawa Haru asked Suho Yuki. "For lunch, do you want me to prepare a bento for you?"

"Let's have grilled rice balls for breakfast, and just something simple for lunch. Hasn't your vice-student council president Toyokawa Shoko's father been making grilled rice balls for her lately? I want some too." Suho Yuki's tone grew colder the moment he mentioned Toyokawa Shoko. "But let's wait until tomorrow. I think it would be more reassuring to sleep in a little longer with you, big brother. We shouldn't waste our precious youth on daily necessities."

"My 'best time' lies with you." Shirakawa Haru carefully examined Suho Yuki's face, noticing that he had made her plump and fair. He didn't know what he was thinking, as his eyes gradually became blank. "My summer lies with you, too... If you want to live a good life, you need the necessities of life."

"Okay, okay, I knew that brother loves me the most. We are both so old now, and you still say such cheesy things to me. Tell me honestly, brother, do you want to seduce me?" Zhou Fang Yuxi covered his face with the quilt, leaving only a pair of bright purple eyes exposed. He looked at Shirakawa Haru as if he was looking at a unique treasure in the world.