Their restricted abilities are refreshed every week.

Even though she has lost everything and is no longer the eldest daughter of the Toyokawa family, she is still unable to let go of her pride and dignity, which makes her feel increasingly empty and powerless.

Haha... I clearly like Shirakawa Haru, but because I am burdened with something, I feel that I am not qualified to like him. At the same time, I am thinking about becoming Shirakawa Haru's lover, or even his beloved.

Yuki Suho has a very thorough understanding of Toyokawa Shoko.

Simply put, she is too divided. Her inner thoughts and outward expressions are completely different. A layer of shell called "dignity" is constantly distorting and distorting her inner feelings.

But it would be fine if it were just like this. She was inconsistent in what she said and what she meant, and the most important thing was that she was extremely clear-headed and knew that the way she acted was completely different from her inner desires.

Yuki Suho was not surprised when she developed a second personality.

If a bird wants to be born into the world, it must first peck the eggshell. If she is Sinclair, who is her Demian?

Zhou Hou Yuxi thought about it and couldn't help but cover his forehead with his hands.

Even if her talents are fully utilized, her humanity and wolf nature coexist in one mind. If she cannot face her own feelings, then sooner or later she will break down.

Where would she find her own "Hermine"?

When Shoko Toyokawa pulled Haru Shirakawa out of the classroom, the image in the mirror froze at that moment and the surveillance camera could not capture any more images.

There's nothing interesting to see in the afternoon and evening.

At the chairman's request, Shirakawa Haru went to the neighboring Hinomori, and in the evening, she practiced guitar with Chihaya Aine in RING's music room.

Should we go and give Toyokawa Shoko a lesson tomorrow?

She wouldn't do anything bad to Shirakawa Haru with her evil modifier where I can't see, right?

"Yuki! Are we going to eat in the kitchen or in the living room?" Shirakawa Haru opened the kitchen door and poked his head out to ask.

"Eat in the living room and watch TV!" said Yuki Suho.

"Then come here and help me serve the dishes." Shirakawa Haru came out of the kitchen carrying two servings of curry rice. He asked Suho Yuki to bring out the tempura and grilled saury.

"It tastes so good!" Yuki Suho ate with her mouth full of oil. Shirakawa Haru pulled out a tissue and gently wiped Yuki Suho's face. As soon as Yuki Suho saw Shirakawa Haru raise his hand, he immediately closed his eyes, then turned his face towards Shirakawa Haru and licked the corner of his mouth with his soft tongue.

"Don't lick around with your tongue, or you'll tear the tissue."

Baichuan Qing complained, but there was a faint smile on her face.

He looked at Yuki Suho with her puffed cheeks, letting him play with her as he pleased, and thought she was so adorable and beautiful at the same time, especially her small lips, which shone with a crystal luster under the oil. Although they were different from the lips painted with lipstick or lip gloss in comics or novels, and smelled of spices, Shirakawa Haru was willing to taste such lips.

"What's wrong? Are you staring at me?" Suho Yuki opened her eyes. Shirakawa Haru was staring at her lips in silence. She pointed to her lips that were emitting the smell of curry and asked, "Is there a moment when you want to taste it?"

"My naughty sister is causing trouble." Shirakawa Haru drooped his eyes, knowing that Suho Yuki had used the modifier on him again. Normally, he would not have such thoughts about her.

"Oh, is it so difficult to admit that I, your sister, am a woman who has fatal attraction to the opposite sex?" Yuki Suho blinked.

"Then do you want me to dig out your childhood photos and show them to you?" Shirakawa Haru snorted coldly and took out his phone. After unlocking the screen saver, he opened the album and found a photo of Yuki Suho as a child. Yuki in the photo was very thin and looked like a rag doll thrown in a corner. "Eat more. When you are hungry, eat by yourself. You don't have to wait for me to come back."

"I understand." Yuki pretended to be about to cry and wiped her eyes with her hand. "If Yuki is hungry, she will go to the trash can to find food."

"That's enough. If others hear me, they'll think I'm torturing you." Shirakawa Haru pushed all the grilled saury and tempura on his plate into Yuki's bowl, "Eat yours."

After dinner, Shirakawa Haru carried all the dishes on the coffee table into the kitchen. Yuki Suho was completely different when she was at his house than when she was at her own house or outside. She was just like Koumaru-chan from "Himuko! Umaru-chan". Once she arrived at his house, she would take off her perfect appearance and become a lazy and gluttonous person. She also liked to hide pornographic books and novels with brother-sister plots all over the house. Every time he found out, she would insist that she didn't hide them, and that the brother must have awakened his feelings for his sister and wanted to make a move on her, so he hid those things at home.

What a hard mouth! I wonder if it will be soft when kissed?

When Shirakawa Haru thought of this, he subconsciously looked at Suho Yuki. When he found himself staring at her red lips, Suho Yuki was also looking at him with a smile.

Shirakawa Haru turned his head.

"Hello." Yuki Suho rubbed Shirakawa Haru's hand gently with her toes. Shirakawa Haru didn't even look at her. "Brother, how was your day?" While the two of them were watching TV programs quietly, Yuki Suho noticed that Shirakawa Haru's face looked a little tired.

"Don't you know how to respect your brother?" Shirakawa Haru rolled his eyes at Suho Yuki, but Yuki came over with a smile and hugged Shirakawa Haru for a long time, "I think you will be a troublemaker if you don't fight for a day."

"Brother~"

"Please be normal."

"Hua Q! Hua Q!"

"Ah, it seems like an old friend..." Shirakawa Haru picked up the remote control from the coffee table and began to change the channel, but at that moment, he suddenly felt a force pulling him to the other side of the sofa. Then, his head rested on something soft and delicate. Perhaps because the power of Suho Yuki's modifier had not completely dissipated, Shirakawa Haru could imagine the shape and size of the girl's precious possession beneath his head. Resting his head on it was like falling into a lightless ocean, sinking deeper and deeper into the pitch-black waters until he reached the bottom of the abyss. "Yuki, don't do this."

"Don't be like that?" Zhou Fang Youxi's eyebrows curved, and he hugged Shirakawa Haru with both hands, pinning his head to his chest. "You're so heavy. I'm really afraid that one day you'll fall on me and crush me to death."

"..." Baichuan Qing roared in a low voice, "You are my sister."

"I know," Suho Yuki put a hand over Shirakawa Haru's eyes and said, "I'm comforting you now."

"Thank you, but I'm not so fragile that I need your comfort, am I?" Bai Chuanqing said helplessly, "I just don't want to be comforted by you, and I don't need comfort in any way."

"Nonsense." Suho Yuki said, "Don't try to trick me." "Do you want me to take a picture of you now? You look very tired right now!"

"Maybe I was too exhausted from arranging the students and the classes' preparations for the school festival these past two days."

"This level of work is nothing to you. You must be hiding something from me, otherwise you wouldn't be showing such a vulnerable expression... Is it something about interpersonal matters?"

Shirakawa Haru couldn't see Suho Yuki's face because her hand covered his eyes. In the darkness, his vision kept changing, and the voice in his head gradually shifted, finally returning to the roadside where Toyokawa Shoko had shaken off his hand and yelled at him.

"Even if we're friends, you can't tell me everything!"

Even if we are friends, can't we tell each other everything?

Baichuan Qing thought to himself, isn't this too cruel? He had read a book in which the protagonist was very proud and had a strong sense of self-esteem. He felt that maintaining his dignity was more important than anything else.

There is a passage in this book that describes it this way.

"If you want to continue to be friends with him, you must restrain your vulgar friendship; the newly painted wall should not be touched easily to avoid leaving fingerprints; even for the life and death of a friend, sometimes you can only stand by and watch, especially the special pain that becomes elegant by concealing it."

It's so cruel.

Shirakawa Haru thought.

"Well... I misjudged the relationship with a friend and perhaps stepped into her wrong path. I hurt her, and that hurt me as well." Shirakawa Haru said, closing his eyes. In the darkness, his eyelashes kept scraping against the palm of Yuki's hand. He could feel the temperature of Yuki's palm rising. "I did something wrong."

"Can you tell me who it is?"

Yuki Suho pretended to want to ask Shirakawa Haru about the man's name, but in fact she had already made her own judgment.

After all, apart from that person, no one in Hinode Forest dared to hurt Shirakawa Haru's heart.

Is it you?

Toyokawa Shoko!

"Don't meddle in adult matters, little brat." Shirakawa Haru said, and then tried to get up from Yuki Suho, but she held her tightly. If she tried to get up by force, she might hurt Yuki. After trying several times without success, Shirakawa Haru simply gave up.

"Adult? Little brat?" Suho Yuki hugged Shirakawa Haru and rubbed him hard, "Can't you feel whether I'm big or not?"

"Okay, okay, you're older, you're older... Tomorrow is the school festival, what are your class planning to do?" asked Shirakawa Haru.

"Hey! Is the school festival tomorrow? I thought it was in a few days!" Suho Yuki feigned surprise. "Our class is probably going to hold a small live. Don't the students at Hinomori like to form bands?"

"...Since the academy festival is completely organized by the students themselves this time, the students from each grade are more proactive. All the arrangements were prepared in less than a day. Only the inspection will be done tomorrow morning, and the academy festival will officially begin before noon." Shirakawa Haru said.

"Wow, that's fast!" said Yuki Suho, "I've worked so hard!"

"So busy that you don't even know when your junior high school will finish decorating for the school festival?"

"You don't understand. I'm the student council president of the junior high school. Anything I do is just delegate to my deputy. My job is to select the best candidates for the student council from the junior high school and bring in fresh blood!"

"I can't argue with you." Shirakawa Haru turned her head and her lips brushed against the palm of Zhou Hou Yuxi's hand. She let out a scream and subconsciously pulled her hand away.

"Do you want to die!"

"?" Shirakawa Haru got up from Yuki Suho and winked at her. Before Yuki Suho could react, he hugged her and placed her head on his thighs. "Be quiet." He used his hand to push the hair on her forehead behind her ears to prevent her hair from blocking his view.

"Thank you for your hard work in preparing for the Hinodemori Academy Festival," said Shirakawa Haru, stroking her hair. "If you can't hold on any longer, come and ask me for help. Don't try to handle it all by yourself."

"I'm not tired." Yuki Suho glanced to the side and watched the TV program.

"How could I not know if you're tired?" Shirakawa Haru pinched her nose. "Although they moved quickly, the seniors from the high school department made quite a few mistakes when decorating the school festival. You junior high students should have even more problems."

"You figured it out..." Yuki Suho closed her eyes, the excitement on her face finally failing her, revealing a tired look. Her tone was soft, like a white dandelion whose seeds would be scattered by the wind. "I'm really tired."

"I just finished my meal and it's already past ten o'clock. I'm really tired and sleepy now. I feel like going to sleep."

"If you feel sleepy, go to bed."

"No, I want to stay with you for a while."

"I'll carry you to bed when you fall asleep." Shirakawa Haru's tone was very gentle. He cared for Suho Yuki as if he were protecting a piece of warm and soft jade. "Tomorrow is the school festival. You should get a good rest today."

"Okay." Yuki Suho replied.

But under the invasion of sleepiness, her consciousness had already become hazy. Almost as soon as Baichuan Qing finished speaking, she closed her eyes, and then vague mumbling sounds came from her mouth.

"You thieving cat, just wait for me... I'll come tomorrow... and kill you alone!" The unconscious Zhou Hou Yuxi suddenly laughed, "I gave you a chance, but you're useless..."

Shirakawa Haru looked at Suho Yuki's sleeping face and pulled off the blanket covering the sofa and wrapped it around Suho Yuki.

He adjusted the volume of the TV so that the TV program was not too loud, but also not so loud that Yuki Suho, who was sleeping, could not hear the sound at all.

After sitting for another half an hour, I carried Yuki to the room.

Shirakawa Haru thought.

At this time, it was less than twelve hours before the official start of the Hinodemori Academy Festival.

Chapter 68: Toyokawa Shoko, come out for a moment

When Shirakawa Haru woke up in the morning, Suho Yuki was combing her hair in front of the dressing table.

At dawn, a faint glow rose where the sky met the earth, and the entire world seemed shrouded in a soft veil. The sky gradually emerged from the darkness, revealing a deep color, like a huge gem, pure and tranquil.

When Shirakawa Haru came out of the bathroom after washing his face, he sat next to Suho Yuki and watched her comb her hair.

Shirakawa Haru woke up very early today. He went to Suho Yuki's room to wake her up, but found that she got up even earlier than him.

The aroma of fried eggs and noodles came from the kitchen. Shirakawa Haru walked into the kitchen and saw a breakfast on the dining table with a note next to it that read "This is breakfast for Haru."

After he finished his breakfast, he washed his face and brushed his teeth.

The air in the bathroom was a little humid. Shirakawa Haru reached into the bathroom and found that there were still small water droplets on the bathroom wall. The tiles were full of winding marks left by the water droplets rolling down, and there was a pleasant smell of shampoo in the air.

This is the shampoo that only Yuki Suho would use. It has a fresh, elegant, and long-lasting scent like lavender, so that even when her hair is blowing in the wind, people around her can smell the pleasant lavender scent.

Before Shirakawa Haru finished breakfast, Zhou Fang Youxi had washed her hair. When Shirakawa Haru came out, she saw her combing her wet long hair, then blotting it with cotton cloth. The hair dryer started, and the girl's long hair fluttered in the hot air.

"Qing, I put your breakfast on the kitchen table for you."

Yuki Suho had her back to Shirakawa Haru. Although the two of them couldn't exchange glances directly, they could see each other's appearance through the mirror on the dressing table.

"I see." Bai Chuanqing said, "Why did you get up so early today?"

"Isn't today the academy festival?"

Yuki Suho closed her eyes, her dark brown hair was thick and heavy.

This is long hair that every woman in the world would envy, but this enviable hair has caused her a lot of trouble at this moment. The hair dryer at Shirakawa Haru's house is too weak, and it is really difficult to dry such a thick hair.

"There will be many visitors from outside the school at the academy festival, and some of the more introverted students on campus will become more active today. For me, this is a good opportunity to show myself." Suo Yuki shook her long hair, and it spread out like a dark cloud, almost filling Shirakawa Haru's entire field of vision. "Also, the Suo family will take this opportunity to examine my condition and qualifications today."

"Tsk... One of a girl's assets is the volume of her hair, but if it's too thick, it becomes a burden." Suho Yuki picked up the cotton cloth she had placed beside her and rubbed her hair for a while, "What a hassle."

"Let me help you blow dry your hair." Baichuan Qing walked to her side and picked up the hair dryer skillfully. "Relax."

"Oh."

"Relax." Shirakawa Haru held the hair dryer, and the palm of his other hand gently brushed through Yuki Suho's hair. He smelled the faint scent of lavender, feeling a wave of intoxication. The long brown-black hair kept flying in the hot wind, sometimes hitting his face, leaving a momentary itch. "When I'm not by your side in the future, it will be very troublesome to blow dry such long hair."

"If you're not around, I'll cut my hair short."

"But wouldn't it be such a shame to cut it off?" Shirakawa Haru looked at Yuki Suho's face reflected in the mirror, thinking that even though she hadn't opened her eyes, it felt like she was staring at him intently. "It's better not to cut such beautiful hair for the rest of my life."

"Then I will stick to you for the rest of my life!" Yuki Suho laughed out loud.

"How long is a lifetime? It's probably less than a hundred and fifty years at most." Shirakawa Haru put his hands into Yuki's hair, teasing it constantly, separating the strands that were stuck together due to moisture, so that the hair dryer would dry faster. "I can still afford to keep an extra rice bug."

"...Then you must try to live longer. If you die before me, I will dance on your grave and then crazily steal your offerings."

"Heh...you're quite arrogant, little thing...your pocket money this week will be cut in half!"

"No!" Suoh Yuki wailed, "Also, if I'm a small thing, then what are you? A big thing?"

"How dare you talk back?"

Shirakawa Haru spent nearly half an hour drying Suho Yuki's hair. After her hair was completely dry and Suho Yuki changed into her school uniform, the two of them left the house in about the same amount of time as usual.

Today, the two of them rode bicycles to school. Shirakawa Haru pedaled, effortlessly surmounting several steep slopes. The wind whistled in his ears, and the sun shone on his shoulders, a vibrant radiance of youth. The girl sat quietly on the back seat, her long brown hair flowing in the wind. She wrapped her arms around Shirakawa Haru's waist, her entire body pressed against his back by the wind, a beautiful sight like a painting.

"So, I ride my bike fast, right?"

"Sprint! Sprint!"