Their restricted abilities are refreshed every week.

Ruoye Mu, full of doubts, moved his feet unconsciously and followed.

She wondered what kind of person Shirakawa Haru was that even Xiangzi could fall in love with him uncontrollably?

Chapter 5.4 If Ye Mu can't refuse (k

When Shirakawa Haru returned home, Suho Yuki was playing games in the living room.

It's a sunny day today. Even a real homebody like Yuki Suho would feel that it would be a waste of the rare good weather if she didn't open the windows to let in the sun and ventilate.

Yuki Suho didn't ask Haru Shirakawa where he was last night, and Haru Shirakawa didn't ask either. He brought her a hot breakfast.

In fact, Yuki Suho has discovered that her brother seems to be particularly preoccupied recently, and is not focusing on the family and her.

Yuki Suho munched on the soup dumplings, his mouth filled with the aroma of pine needles.

She placed her legs on Shirakawa Haru's body, occasionally poking Shirakawa Haru's face with her toes, and then opening her mouth to accept his feeding.

Shirakawa Haru let Suho Yuki ride on his head, and his timid look was no different from that of a bullied young wife.

"Where did you go yesterday..." Suho Yuki glanced at Shirakawa Haru and said, "Forget it, I don't want to know. So even if you want to tell me, don't tell me. I'm afraid I won't be able to help but punch you twice, and it will hurt me."

Of course, Yuki Suho knew where Shirakawa Haru stayed last night.

He is not the kind of person who likes to stay overnight outside. Unless there is a special situation, he will rush home no matter how late it is.

The weather was very good last night and he had no work assigned to him by the chairman. Under normal circumstances, he would not have been able to sleep outside.

"I slept in yesterday..." said Shirakawa Haru.

"I told you to stop talking!" Yuki Suho's feet were already moving around on Haru Shirakawa's face. She didn't want to pay any attention to Haru Shirakawa at all, and she didn't like what he was saying now.

The soft and white sole of the foot pushed Shirakawa Haru's face to the side. In a hurry, the round and delicate toes like milkstone rubbed the corner of Shirakawa Haru's mouth.

The friction at the corner of his lips made Baichuan Qing feel a little uncomfortable, so he stretched out his tongue and licked it. The tip of his tongue had the scent of milk.

Shirakawa Haru grabbed Yuki Suho's foot, which kept relaxing and tightening in his hand.

Shirakawa Haru gently kneaded the sole of the foot and blew gently on the palm of her hand, and Suho Yuki blushed.

"Do you think our parents would be so angry that they would crawl out of their coffins if they saw us like this?" Baichuan Qing sighed.

"I don't know. Maybe they will laugh so hard when they see us siblings together." Yuki Suho closed her eyes with a smile.

Because of the previous experience, she could probably guess that Shirakawa Haru stayed overnight at Toyokawa Shoko's house yesterday.

After breakfast, Shirakawa Haru wanted to go back to her room to catch up on some sleep.

It felt very uncomfortable to sleep in the same bed with Toyokawa Shoko. Although Toyokawa Shoko had a slender figure, the single bed was really not big, and there was a stuffed bear in the middle. Shirakawa Haru didn't even dare to turn over, for he was afraid of waking up Shoko who was sleeping next to him.

Shirakawa Haru was a light sleeper and woke up as soon as there was a little light in the rental house. After getting up, he helped Xiangzi pull up the quilt, tidied up the room a little, put the garbage in the trash can, and then left.

Yuki Suho pulled Haru Shirakawa over and asked him to play games with her for a while.

When Shirakawa Haru said, "I want to sleep," Suho Yuki said, "No, you don't want to. Come and play Contra with me." Soon, Shirakawa Haru showed her how he, as a brother, was better than her.

After the two-player mode of Contra was turned on, Shirakawa Haru jumped up and rushed forward frantically in a certain level.

Yuki Suho's finger sensitivity and anti-gravity are not as exaggerated as Haru Shirakawa's. She is either hit by enemy bullets or killed by the terrain.

Baichuan Qing was clicking the operating handle beside her, and she could only hug Baichuan Qing's waist and rub his face out of boredom.

"You just put your foot on my face, and now you are rubbing it with your face. Don't you think it's dirty?" Bill, the "real man" on the screen, left Lance's body far behind.

"You licked it already." Suho Yuki was very unconvinced. She kissed Shirakawa Haru on the other side of the cheek and said unconvincedly, "Don't you know that beautiful girls smell good all over?"

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." He paused and said, "Yuki, can I discuss something with you?"

"What's the matter?" Zhou Fang Yuxi raised his eyebrows, thinking that his brother would actually come to him to discuss something.

"Lend me some money, I want to buy a motorcycle." Shirakawa Haru watched a lot of videos about motorcycles yesterday. The black-painted motorcycle roared in the rainy night, the hem of the leather coat rustled in the wind, and the cold street lights shone on the helmet, flashing like the aurora in the long night... He admitted that he couldn't help it.

"Huh? Brother, aren't you playing forex? It shouldn't be hard for you to make money, right? I remember you said you wanted to work and earn money. And why do I feel like your assets are like Schrödinger's cat? Sometimes you have too much money to spend, and sometimes you're so poor that you can only afford bread?" Suo Fang Yuxi touched the corner of his lips with his hand and smiled mischievously. "Actually, after all, it's not very appropriate for a brother to ask his sister for money, right?"

Shirakawa Haru opened her mouth to say something, but Suho Yuki was faster than her. She used the finger that had just touched the corner of her lips to press against Shirakawa Haru's mouth: "Okay, okay, it's not like I won't lend you the money. After all, what's mine is yours, right? There's no need to make such a clear distinction between us."

Yuki Suho looked up at Haru Shirakawa. From this angle, her pitiful face could easily arouse men's desire to conquer her.

Baichuan Qing's eyes fell on the corner of her lips, and quickly moved away.

"Brother, how much money do you want to borrow and what kind of car do you want to buy?" she said.

"Honestly, I haven't decided yet. I feel like any car is cool, just like Mount Fuji in Japan. It has its own beauty and charm in every season, spring, summer, autumn and winter."

Shirakawa Haru opened his phone and showed Suho Yuki the Japanese motorcycle rankings.

"I wanted to choose a motorcycle from brands like Honda, Kawasaki, Yamaha, and Suzuki," he said. "But there are so many options, it's dizzying and hard to choose."

"Then I'll pick!" Yuki Suho looked at the models for a while, feeling the world spinning before her eyes. She didn't know which list she had clicked on, but then she casually swiped her finger and said, "Haru, what do you think of the RC213V-S?"

"Yuki... are you awake? Can a newbie like me really drive this kind of car? Not to mention that the brand new RC213V-S is hard to get now. Besides, I'm not a professional motorcycle enthusiast, so there's no need to buy such a high-end product." Shirakawa Haru touched Yuki Suho's head.

"Mmm... don't stop, use a little more force when you touch it..." Suho Yuki made a very cute, dazed sound, "The things I gave to my brother, I can't say they are the best, but they definitely can't be bad... unlike some people, hehe."

The last sentence was spoken by Yuki Suho with a nasal tone, and Shirakawa Haru couldn't understand it.

"I'd better save up some money myself," said Shirakawa Haru. "I'll try to buy a Yamaha R3 first."

Shirakawa Haru took Suho Yuki, who was wrapped around him, down and put her on the sofa, then went back to his room and got a blanket to cover her.

Then he returned to the room and came out carrying a large cardboard box.

"I'm going out for a while," he said. "You stay here and look after the house."

"Oh... which girl are you going out to meet again?" Yuki Suho started a World of Tanks game.

"Yes, my tryst today is with Yuki Suho." Shirakawa Haru walked out of the entrance holding a cardboard box. Yuki Suho clenched her fists when she heard what Shirakawa Haru said, then slowly relaxed them.

"Just today? My tryst partner every day is Shirakawa Haru." Yuki Suho's eyes sparkled like clear amethyst in the sun.

"I brought you candied haws." said Shirakawa Haru.

"I want two!"

"As long as you want, I can even bring you the candied haws stand."

Haru Shirakawa first visited this second-hand bookstore in the autumn five years ago.

He was a little unfamiliar with the surrounding streets at first, so he wandered around aimlessly to familiarize himself with them. After crossing the alleys and climbing the steep slope, he arrived at this second-hand bookstore.

At some point, the entrance of the bookstore was filled with morning glories.

In Japan, people have a tradition of growing and appreciating morning glories, planting them in gardens or purchasing them in pots, making their appearance in Tokyo in late summer all the more common.

Shirakawa Haru subconsciously confirmed that there were changes to the list of discounted books displayed at the entrance before entering the used bookstore.

The lights in the store were a little dim, and the air was filled with the smell of old paper and the rich scent of ink from new books.

The owner of the bookstore was lying in a rocking chair behind the counter with his eyes closed. A cup of brown rice tea was brewing beside him, and "Tango in the Red Shoes" sung by Mitsue Nara was playing on the radio.

Shirakawa Haru walked sideways through the narrow aisle, holding a large cardboard box and approaching the bookstore owner. "Boss, can you give me an estimate?"

The owner of the second-hand bookstore is an elderly man, otherwise he wouldn't be listening to Mitsue Nara's songs on the radio.

The old man's wrinkled face rose from the rocking chair. No matter who came, the old man would not show any extra expression, even when collecting money, he would lower his head and put the money into the counter.

"Are you here to sell books?" Upon learning that Shirakawa Haru was here to sell books, the boss's serious face unexpectedly forced a look of surprise, "Are you moving?"

"No, I'm not planning on moving." Shirakawa Haru added, "I still have a lot of CDs to sell."

"Why do you want to sell these things? I see you like reading and listening to music very much." The boss sounded a little puzzled.

"No matter how delicious omurice is, I sometimes want to try oden and fried noodles bread. Pancakes are delicious, and sometimes I think wild grass has a unique flavor." After eating eel rice yesterday, Shirakawa Haru also followed Yamada Ryo's example and ate a few dandelions. The taste was bitter with a hint of sweetness.

"Have you fallen in love with something else?" The boss understood what Shirakawa Haru said.

"Well, I've been into motorcycles lately."

"It's a hobby for young people. I've played it before. Remember not to disturb the neighbors." The boss took a sip of tea.

"I will." Baichuan Qing nodded.

The boss called out softly, and a girl came out from behind the huge bookshelf. She was wearing glasses with very thick lenses and was the boss's granddaughter.

Compared to the old woman's silence and listlessness, her granddaughter's personality is overly enthusiastic, but they both share the same love for books and CDs.

"Hey, Shirakawa-kun is going to buy something again today... Are you here to sell books?" Shirakawa Haru explained to her why he wanted to sell books.

The girl said that old books and CDs were not something that could be sold casually, and then she pestered Shirakawa Haru to tell him what good things her bookstore had purchased, and by the way, she advised Shirakawa Haru not to sell these things.

"If these things haven't been sold by the time I have money, I will buy them all back," said Shirakawa Haru. "That's what I originally planned to do."

He really couldn't stand the boss's granddaughter's overly enthusiastic sales pitch.

"That's good, that's good." The girl patted her chest and ran to the store entrance with the cardboard box in her arms to get an estimate. "It will take me about half an hour to look up the information and make an estimate, so please sit in the store for a while."

Shirakawa Haru took two books from the bookshelf, "Basics of Music Theory" and "Composition Methods", and sat on the small sofa in front of the bookshelf to read. The second-hand bookstore was very quiet. The owner saw Shirakawa Haru reading and silently turned off the radio.

"Miss, let me tell you, this bookstore has a lot of books on dance and music. Would you like to come in and take a look?" The owner's granddaughter stood at the door, speaking to someone unknown. "Miss, since you're already here, would you like to buy something before you leave? Our CDs are very cheap, and we have many albums by singers who have performed at the Budokan and the Red and White Song Festival."

"Do not……"

"Then let me take you around the bookstore!" The boss's granddaughter took the customer's hand and walked around the bookstore. She was really too familiar and enthusiastic.

Ruoye Mu's hand was held tightly by the store manager's granddaughter, and she followed the store manager's granddaughter around and around in the second-hand bookstore. This bookstore was really big. There were eight large bookshelves that looked very heavy, classified according to various books. There were also many combination cabinets on the wall behind the bookshelves, which contained CDs and vinyl records.

"This! And this! These are all very collectible vinyl records and books. They are sold at this price on the second-hand Internet now! If you want them, I can sell them to you at the original price." said the boss's granddaughter.

She stretched out her finger and waved it in front of Ruoye Mu's eyes. Ruoye Mu didn't understand what the "this price" she mentioned meant.

After all, the boss's granddaughter stretched out four fingers, then five fingers. It was impossible for the prices of vinyl records and books to change several times in just a few seconds.

"Hongye, you disturbed Shirakawa-kun from reading." The boss stood up from the rocking chair with a scolding tone.

"I'm sorry, Haru-kun." Hongye's face immediately showed an apologetic expression, "And Miss, am I a little too noisy?"

"No." Ruoye Mu said, looking at Baichuan Qing.

"By the way, we also have dance instruction CDs here. They're collector's editions that you can't buy on the market..." Hongye said, "How about some?"

Wakaba Mutsu followed Shirakawa Haru to this bookstore. She saw Shirakawa Haru's back on the street, so she hid behind him and moved to this bookstore little by little.

As soon as she entered the store, Ruo Yemu was grabbed by this familiar girl. She dragged her around the store, always talking about how good the things here were and how good the quality and price were. Perhaps, just as Hongye said, the things here were good, but she didn't like them and didn't plan to buy them.

Should I reject Hongye? But how could I reject her politely without hurting her feelings? Ruoye Mu pursed her lips, lowered her head, and cast down her eyes. She could tell that Hongye was the kind of girl who didn't have many thoughts and had a passionate personality. The reason Hongye was willing to sell these things was because she thought she would really like them.

Facing Hongye's kindness, Ruo Yemu really didn't know what to do. Should he buy these vinyl records and CDs? Or should he just reject Hongye's kindness?

Ruoye Mu looked at the owner of the used bookstore, but unfortunately, the owner and his granddaughter had completely opposite personalities. As enthusiastic as one was, the other was as cold. She turned to Shirakawa Haru, her eyes full of help.

"Hongye, you're disturbing me while I'm reading." This is a bookstore, so Baichuan Qing has to keep her voice low. "Don't be too enthusiastic, you'll scare the lady next to you."

"She probably doesn't want to buy the books and vinyl records you have here, so don't bother this lady anymore." The pages of the book kept turning, making a pleasant friction sound of paper.

"But I sold it to her so enthusiastically..." Hongye pouted her lips, feeling a little aggrieved.

"If you don't like it, you don't like it. Everyone is an independent individual. You can't impose your will on others." Shirakawa Haru said, putting "Basics of Music Theory" back on the bookshelf.

This book can only provide him with a framework. If he wants to truly delve into music theory, he needs to find more reference books.

Hongye looked at Ruoye Mu's face and saw an expression that seemed to say "I'm sorry" on her face: "I'm sorry for pestering you for so long. From now on, Miss, you can just walk around this bookstore by yourself."

"Yeah." Ruo Ye Mu nodded, she took a copy of "The Little Prince" from the bookshelf, opened the book and read it.

Wakaba Mu likes the little prince in the book very much. He descended from the stars in the sky to the earth and met a pilot in the desert.

The Little Prince asks the pilot to draw him a sheep so that it can eat his baobab tree. He also has a rose. The rose feels that she is unique in the world. She is proud and gentle and loves the little prince... This story is very heartwarming, but it also hides a kind of sadness that makes people smile.

She wondered what happened to the little prince in the end. Was he poisoned to death by a poisonous snake, or did he return to his planet and meet the rose?

If Ye Mu didn't know, she secretly looked at Shirakawa Haru who was standing beside her, and heard Hongye say that he came here to sell old books and CDs.

It’s great to be able to refuse others or agree to something based on my own feelings.

If I could be like this, maybe I wouldn’t be so sad and hurt.

Wakaba Mutsu thought of his communication with Nagasaki Suyo. Every time he showed the slightest intention of rejecting Nagasaki Suyo's request, Nagasaki Suyo would wave his hand and whispered to him to help her.

If Ye Mu is reading "The Little Prince", she is taking ballet lessons, but actually she doesn't like ballet.

This was her father's request, and she found it difficult and impossible to refuse.

My father is a famous comedian in Japan. Although he holds a high social status, his work requires him to perform in a rather exaggerated and vulgar style, even resorting to ugliness and parody to create laughs...

Unlike the cheerful laughter on various variety shows, my father is always taciturn and silent at home, just like a puppet.

Ruo Yemu never refused anything her father asked her to do, and she would force herself to like whatever her father liked.