How rude, we are pure love!

A drop of cold sweat ran down his forehead. Qingye's eyes were vague as he racked his brains to think of a reason.

At this moment, Yukinoshita Haruno smiled and gently resolved this major crisis for him.

"Mother means you should make good use of your time."

Qingye Chaoyang gave him an admiring look, and it was obvious that her favorability had increased. Although the method used by the eldest lady was a bit subtle, it at least helped to divert his attention. As for why there was this difficulty, don't ask.

The short-haired beauty winked at him in tacit understanding, her eyes and the ending tone were as sweet as sugar, making people unable to help but indulge in it.

"Like spending more time with your fiancée... and going with me to try on wedding dresses or something?"

——This woman dropped an even more terrifying bomb!

Qingye's eyes twitched, but before he could say anything, Yukinoshita's teaspoon suddenly made a harsh scraping sound on the edge of the tea bowl. The girl raised her head and said lightly:

"Sister is saying weird things again."

"Oh my, is Yukino trying to steal the groom from me?"

Yang No gave a provocative smile. She had never been afraid of her sister.

"That useless guy over there who's addicted to games has no hope for a future. Whoever wants one can give it to her."

Yukinoshita Yukino's tone was calm, but her eyes flashed with a clear light.

"It's just that he should spend his time on how to contribute to the family. This is his responsibility, not on fooling around with his sister."

"Well, Yukino, do you really think so?" Yukinoshita Haruno put a finger on her fiery red lower lip, her movements pure and seductive.

At this time, Qingye looked at the two of them and felt like he had become a little seal trying to survive between two icebergs.

"Absolutely true." Yukinoshita's tone was calm.

"Let's make it clear in advance. When Xueno goes abroad, I will take this child's virginity." Yang No said frivolously, Hey, what are you talking about in front of your mother!

Yukino's teacup made a soft click, and she retorted, "It was my sister who went to the shrine with mother to write ema last month..."

Ema is a form of prayer. One writes one's wishes on a hand-painted wooden plaque and offers it before the gods, who will then protect them. That day at Izumo Taisha Shrine, she happened to see her sister standing on tiptoe to hang an ema. The name on the vermilion plaque was unclear, but she believed in it inexplicably.

Yang Nai still believes this?

Qingye glanced at the short-haired beauty in surprise and saw the slight blush on the tip of her ear.

Yukinoshita's mother glanced at the three young men and suddenly chuckled, interrupting them.

"After the New Year this year, Qingye-kun should be seventeen years old, right?"

The tea room was suddenly silent, and the three of them instantly understood the meaning of her words. The teacup in Yukinoshita's hand tilted, and the black tea swayed dangerously on the edge of the cup. Her expression was complicated. Yang No was still smiling, but if you looked closely, you would find that her expression was subtly stiff. She was always like this, covering her true feelings with a layer of disguise.

With telepathic connection, two pairs of navy blue eyes moved simultaneously and fell on his face.

The three Yukinoshita were waiting for his answer.

Qingye suddenly thought of Tang Monk's situation in the Kingdom of Women. Facing the charming Queen of the Kingdom of Women, even a mere monk had to close his eyes and heart to barely resist the greatest temptation in the world. How could he, an ordinary pure love warrior, resist it?

The boy was silent for a while, looking straight at Yukinoshita's mother.

"Aunt, if the family needs me, I'm always available...but shouldn't we respect their choices in this matter?"

To be honest, considering the kindness that the Yukinoshita family has shown him, this kind of thing should not be rejected - this really means that they are treating him as an heir and a family member. Maybe it's a bit hypocritical to think this way, but he still hopes that there won't be too many interests mixed in the relationship.

This is also for Yukinoshita Haruno.

If she really just followed the routine and let her mother decide her life, she would definitely regret it in the future.

"Oh? So Qingye-kun means that he hates Haruno?" The kimono beauty raised her eyebrows, seeming not surprised at all.

Miss Yang Noi smiled gently and looked over with the same expression as always.

Yukinoshita pursed her lips and looked away.

The figure of Banaijian suddenly flashed through Qingye's mind, and then he thought of the cold girl under the moon, and then the devil-like young lady in front of him.

For so many years in the Yukinoshita family, it has always been this woman who has taken care of him. The two of them would walk in the courtyard together, sit on the porch and chat, and when they went to buy clothes and try them on, she would ask him what he thought of each piece. She always had a perfect smile on her face, but occasionally she would reveal her weak side.

If you ask whether you like it or not——

"It's definitely impossible to hate it."

Qingye felt a little embarrassed.

However, if it is a burden that one has to carry for a lifetime, it will definitely not reach that level.

After a period of silence, Yukinoshita's mother smiled.

The fallen leaves in the courtyard rustled onto the bluestone lanterns. Yang Nai, who was under the table, suddenly grabbed his right hand. The temperature of her palm was hotter than the tea.

"In that case..."

Just as Yukinoshita's mother was about to say something else, Yukino suddenly spoke, her pale fingertips pressing on the edge of the tatami, as if trying to grasp something insubstantial:

"I, I can also continue..."

Liar, didn’t you promise to help me realize my dream?

At this moment, the black-haired girl felt her breathing was abnormally disordered, and her mood was depressed and uncomfortable as if something was blocking her. She knew very well in her heart that this was actually the ownership of the inheritance rights. If Qingye and her sister... then she would never have any chance again.

No matter from which angle you look at it, my sister and Qingye are more suitable to take over the expectations of their parents, but, but...

"Yukino, when expressing your feelings, you should look into the other person's eyes more seriously."

The beauty in kimono looked at her little daughter with a very gentle voice and expression.

"Hey, mother, are you willing to give Yukino a chance? I watched little Kiyono grow up."

Yang Nai curled the corners of her mouth slightly and said in a flawless tone, "But don't pinch my hand with your nails! It hurts!"

Besides, you're definitely not talking about me!

"Of course, that depends on your wishes." The kimono beauty responded calmly.

"Then is it okay for me to elope with Qingye-kun?" Yang No seemed to be smiling, but in fact, there was no smile at all.

Qingye tilted his head to look at the moonlight in the courtyard that was spreading over the dry landscape, and sighed secretly. He could understand the eldest lady's subtext - it was nothing more than expressing dissatisfaction. After all, she had been raised as the heir, and all the bitterness and helplessness were borne by her alone.

Now her sister also has this opportunity. Even if it is just a relief, she still feels it is unfair. However, Qingye feels that what Yang No cares about is not the so-called rights and contributions, but something else.

Even though he now has a close relationship with the Yukinoshita family, he still cannot intervene in the complicated relationship between the mother and daughters.

After all, he is not a real family member yet, and his current ability is not enough to support them to change their decision.

“Is there any way to have the best of both worlds?”

Qingye fell into deep thought, and thoughts that went against pure love emerged in his heart...

In the end, nothing was truly decided during this conversation, but Yukinoshita's mother hinted at a deadline—a decision would have to be made by the time they reached their third year of high school, either by death or death. There was no third option.

Qingye strolled along the eaves. The moonlight hung like a piece of silk on the mossy garden stones. The bamboo tubes on the pool were welcoming the clear moonlight, and the dripping water droplets created ripples on the surface of the pool.

When he saw Haruno in the room, she was practicing smiling in front of the mirror. The mirror reflected the scroll on the wall, which contained the congratulatory words the girl had written impromptu when he won the Akutagawa Prize: I wish to be a green pine guarding the bright moon.

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ps: I'm sorry, I'm a rubbish, I'm a rubbish meow (wiping tears

094.Threesome Date.jpg【Two in One】

Summer is coming.

Sitting in front of the easel in the art classroom, Eriri suddenly had this idea.

Summer is wonderful, a seemingly endless summer vacation with endless blue skies, the chirping of cicadas, clear streams reflecting the sun, fireworks displays, popsicles and sodas amidst the smoke...

This season itself is bright and colorful, as if it carries the adventures, encounters, and wonderful journeys that children yearn for.

But Eriri hates summer.

She has been in poor health since she was a child. It often happened that she went out swimming with her parents yesterday, but had a fever and stayed at home today. She hardly even participated in sports games or physical education classes.

She had never had any of the memories that every child would have, such as sneaking out of the house, running in the fields, and laughing together to catch cicadas.

Her impression of summer is staying at home, watching one anime after another, and playing one game after another.

and also.

The thing that made her regret to this day also happened in the summer.

After that, she seemed to be trapped in this summer vacation that would never end.

Is it the same this year?

Clang!

Suddenly, she heard a high-pitched metallic sound.

Eriri opened the window, and the scorching hot air made her squint her eyes.

——The crackling sound of the baseball seemed to bring a brand new summer.

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This year's plum rain season seemed to end exceptionally quickly. She didn't even remember seeing a few rains before the weather became hot and humid. Or maybe she was just too busy these days and didn't notice the change of seasons.

After all, she has to prepare the books for the summer comic convention, draw illustrations for the second volume of the light novel "Kiyano," and help her childhood friend with the character design...

The chirping of cicadas cracked the glass windows.

The blonde girl sighed, brushed away a strand of hair stuck to the back of her neck, and looked casually towards the playground, but the scene she saw made her eyes widen slightly.

Is that... Qingye?

As a result, when Eriri came to her senses, she ran down - it was really just curiosity!

On the field, cotton-ball-like cumulonimbus clouds seemed to be slowly falling and gathering behind the boy. Qingye was holding a metal bat and wearing a helmet. He was practicing baseball with another boy.

Eriri blinked and suddenly felt very unfamiliar, because she found it difficult to associate Kiyono with baseball. After all, Kiyono was a writer and often played games with her at home. No matter how you looked at him, he was a otaku like herself.

But now he stood on the court enthusiastically. The moment he twisted his waist and swung the bat, the clouds accelerated, dust flew, hot sweat fell, and then the white ball flew high in the clear blue sky.

This scene inexplicably has a summer feel.

The girl raised her head, looked at the baseball that drew a beautiful arc, and sighed softly.

"This guy...why does it feel like he's getting more and more good? Not only is he a famous novelist with excellent grades, but he's also incredibly athletic? Do you want to be the perfect man?"

Even she, an outsider, could see that the ball was well-made.

The blonde girl tilted her head and couldn't help but mutter something under her breath. She thought she knew Qingye quite well. She knew the games he liked, the music he liked, what he usually did online, and the joys and worries he had when writing articles.

She also knew Qingye's hidden gentleness and brilliance. Although she had learned a lot, she still felt that she had only touched the surface of the lake.

However, even if the other adolescent girls only knew his surface, Qingye would probably instantly become the most popular person on campus, right?

For some reason, I feel a little unhappy.

At this moment, Qingye noticed the movement, took off his helmet, and glanced over.

This time, Eriri didn't say in a tsundere way, "I just came down to check because you were bothering me..." Instead, she asked curiously:

"Can you still play baseball?"

"I am a rare genius." Qingye raised his chin proudly. Eriri and Yanami are somewhat similar. They are the type who will not have any scheming once they get to know each other well and don't need to think too much.

"Kiyono-kun does have talent, and his height is an advantage, but it's a pity he doesn't want to specialize in baseball..."

The pitcher opposite Qingye trotted over. He had the flat head that was unique to the baseball club. He accidentally discovered Qingye's talent and immediately enthusiastically invited him to join the baseball club. Unfortunately, he was rejected. After that, the two of them would practice baseball like this from time to time.

"This guy?" Eriri glanced at Qingye suspiciously, not seeing how he looked like a baseball expert.

"Actually, it's just a little exercise when I have nothing to do." Kiyono lost all his momentum. "So, what do you want, Ms. Sawamura?"

"This, this..."

After stuttering for a moment, Eriri quickly found an excuse for herself: "I just wanted to ask about your recent creative ideas. I don't want the same thing to happen again!"

"Don't worry, I've already made the changes."

Qingye bent down to pick up the ball while chatting with her: "On the contrary, you are still busy, aren't you busy enough? Didn't you say you joined a new club recently?"

Tomoya Aki... Eriri's expression was a little complicated. Because of the heroine's non-cooperation, the progress of the club of this bespectacled otaku was greatly delayed, and recently he came up with a new idea: first make a simple game to impress the heroine.