How rude, we are pure love!

It seems that the eldest lady's psychological problems are getting more and more serious. Moreover, Yang No is too special and too mature, and even she herself can't take off her mask.

Qingye thought for a moment.

"To be more precise, I think people have different ideals at different stages of their lives, right? When begging, of course, the ideal is to have enough food and clothing. Only after filling your stomach can you think about life."

"So what is your ideal now?" Yang Nai looked up at him.

“Reach higher and make everyone around you happy.”

——He answered like that.

If any other man said this to her, she would definitely think that he was being glib and would decisively put him on the blacklist, but if it was Qingye... she inexplicably believed that he was serious.

Yukinoshita Haruno's cherry-colored lips trembled. She leaned forward, her alcoholic breath brushing against the boy's earlobe, and asked with a smile:

"Does this include me?"

"Of course, you are tied for first place with others." Qingye said seriously, "You are all my wings" from another perspective.

"No! The women of the Yukinoshita family will not accept such a perfunctory answer as sharing first place. All other options will be shattered, and my sister will be the only one to take first place!" Yang No raised her head, took a big gulp of wine, and slammed the table in dissatisfaction.

"Then Miss Yang Noi, you better be prepared to spend some money. This position isn't easy to get!"

At this time, the grilled skewers came up. Qingye bit a skewer of meat and hummed indistinctly.

"Asshole, you're too high and mighty."

In other words, am I not special in this person's heart?

After all, even her own feelings are ambiguous. Is it because of her mother's influence that she has subtly regarded him as her future husband, or is it because of her sincere emotions that are touched by the little things accumulated in daily life, or is it simply a pathological desire to snatch things away from her sister?

But he did occupy a special place in her heart. With this boy in front of her, she could no longer imagine her mother bringing in another son-in-law.

If you think about it this way, it’s a bit unpleasant.

"By the way, Miss Yang No is already a sophomore, right? How are you feeling now?"

As if thinking of the feeling he had when he saw Yanami become a college student two days ago, Qingye suddenly spoke.

This was the second time he asked Yang No this question.

The first time was when Yang Nai had just been admitted to university. At that time, the young lady's answer was only two words: "Boring."

He had a feeling that he would spend an incredibly long time in this world - maybe it would be fast-forwarded like last time, but there would be a time span.

He was thinking about his own and the girls' future life directions, and at the same time, he was also exploring Miss Yang No's inner world.

"Boring." Yang Nai opened her lips slightly.

"You hate those relationships?"

"It's more like a physical discomfort." Miss Yang Nai smiled. "I've seen enough of those adult social games disguised as immature games. Especially those that look at you, but it's not like they're looking at you, but rather at a vase at an auction..."

"If you don't like it, you don't have to do it."

Qingye suddenly said.

Yukinoshita Haruno was stunned. She slowly raised her eyes and looked at the face of the boy beside her.

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P.S.: I feel dizzy these days, but I dare not stop being fully present. If I stop, the update will be delayed even more. I can only hold on until next month and plan it well (lying down)

105. The Sufferer Xue No and Lao Ba [Two in One]

Yukinoshita Haruno suddenly felt that time had slowed down a lot. The hawking of the takoyaki stall in the distance, the creaking of the shaking lanterns in front, and even the sound of bubbles in the wine glasses of the office workers at the next table all turned into background noise in slow motion. The only thing that was clear in her ears was the boy's words that penetrated her heart.

Although she hated the youthful hypocrisy of college life, she was actually very good at living in that kind of secretive atmosphere. She didn't need to think too much and could always respond perfectly. But the more she adapted, the more irritated and empty she felt.

And now, a crack has quietly appeared in my heart.

Yang Nai looked at him, her eyes like the ripples of flawless lake water.

"I have to maintain the image of the Yukinoshita family."

"It's just college. Even the goddess Athena gets a little tangled up in the mundane world."

Seeing that the eldest lady wanted to pour more wine, Qingye leaned over and snatched her bottle, pouring the remaining wine into his own glass, and the sound was like the whisper of the devil.

"Besides, you have me, a best-selling writer, behind you. There's nothing to worry about!"

Because of the alcohol, a blush rose on Yukinoshita Haruno's white jade-like cheeks. She smiled ambiguously and deliberately stretched out her foot under the table to hook the boy's calf.

"What if tomorrow's headline reads that the eldest daughter of the Yukinoshita family angrily threw wine at a professor..."

"No problem." Qingye smiled. "Just say I need material for my new book. If that doesn't work, just spread the fake news that I'm going to marry into your family to attract media attention."

Really, are great writers so amazing?... Yang Noi supported her chin with both hands, looked at his face silently, and said with a smile:

"Teacher Kiyono is inciting crime."

"Isn't this the escape drama you mentioned yourself? As Her Royal Highness the Princess, how can you not personally experience the profound fall in the script?" Qingye took a sip of wine nonchalantly.

Yang Nai suddenly turned her face away.

The red flame of the burning charcoal is like her heart.

*

For most people, learning is painful and boring.

Especially during adolescence, it is almost inevitable to be distracted in class. After all, they are at the age of curiosity, have been impacted by the Internet, have rich imaginations, and their minds are full of messy thoughts.

For example, most boys would fantasize about having a beautiful female teacher to give them private lessons. She must wear a suit and high heels, and be strict but gentle.

If I could have such a teacher, I would definitely become a genius, get the top score in the college entrance examination, study abroad, and finally win the Nobel Prize.

And now, the ideal has become reality.

Qingye turned his head away in a daze.

The door of the library was slowly opened, and then a crisp sound of "da da da" was heard, which was the sound of heels hitting the wooden floor.

A figure appeared in front of him.

She had short hair with curled ends, a delicate and beautiful face with a cool expression, and a black suit buttoned up tightly. A pair of mysterious breasts were raised high, revealing the white shirt underneath.

Under the black and white combination, there are black stockings that seem to reflect a faint light, which makes the legs look straighter and longer, and the curves more beautiful.

Special-grade teacher Yukinoshita Haruno.

At this moment, Qingye's eyes changed, becoming calm and deep, like a philosopher thinking. No one could see through his eyes and see into his heart.

Wearing this outfit, Yang Nai's navy blue eyes became much colder, and she walked to his side with a noble and beautiful posture.

"Come, I'll study with you. If you do well, there will be a reward..."

She touched Qingye's head, and without waiting for Qingye to speak, she picked up a textbook.

"After the Bun'ei War, how did Hojo Tokimune transform natural weather legends into political capital? This requires a narrative analysis in conjunction with the Hachimangu Kon."

"Tokimune interpreted the typhoon as the 'demon-breaking arrow' shot by Hachiman, and in the Gōdōken (The Gōdō Kō), the samurai group was compared to an incarnation sent by heaven. Rulers in troubled times need to turn natural disasters into proof of divine authority."

"Absolutely?"

With a snap, the first shaky button broke free, revealing the snow-white glow of the deep V-neckline.

Her expression remained serious and solemn.

Qingye's gaze wandered over uncontrollably - is this the kind of reward you're talking about!

"Question 2: During the Battle of Chalons in 451 AD, who was the general who said, 'I think like a Roman, I fight like a barbarian'? Analyze why he is called the last Roman."

"Aetius, he joined forces with the Visigoths to repel Attila on the Catalonian Plain, but was stigmatized as a barbarian general by the Vatican historians." Qingye answered in a serious tone.

"As expected of my sister's favorite student, you'll be able to unlock the hidden achievement soon—"

The second button was undone.

Sitting on the chair, Qingye saw the infinitely beautiful scenery.

A light and refreshing fragrance.

In a state of intense concentration, a flash of advanced mathematics flashed through his mind. He only needed to answer four more questions correctly, and he would...

Just when the quiz game reached the fourth level, the girl beside it finally couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

With a click, the hardcover copy of "Detailed World Geography: Asia" slammed heavily on the table. Yukinoshita Yukino had been standing beside it for some time, the pen in her hand gleaming coldly like a sword.

"Please do not disturb the study."

"Sister, I'm a senior from a prestigious private school. This is serious guidance. Look how happy Qingye-kun is learning."

Are you guys studying... Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes became sharper, and a cold aura spread.

Yang No narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Xue No, don't be jealous. After I finish teaching Qing Ye-kun how to learn as an adult, I will come and teach you as well."

"I can do it by myself, and besides, I've already trained that guy over there."

Yukinoshita said lightly, with an air of superiority. Qingye was looking forward to her moving forward together, so how could he be shaken by such a low-level temptation from his sister?

"Oh, is that so?"

Yang No pursed her lips and hummed softly. She leaned down and her moist cherry-colored lips breathed moist air into the boy's ear.

"Is Yukino as gentle as I am? As patient as I am? As kind as I am?"

Qingye suddenly took a deep breath, raised his hand to lift up a strand of bangs, his eyes were deep, and his tone was like a playboy:

"Yunno, I have always respected and cherished you, and I am grateful and admired for Yukino..."

Um! ?

The expressions of the middle Yukinoshita and the small Yukinoshita were instantly synchronized. They smiled coldly and began today's special love education at the Yukinoshita family.

*

Afterwards, Qingye endured the humiliation and studied hard, sandwiched between the two noisy sisters. If he didn't work hard in the future, he would only be able to live the life of an ordinary useless person with a car, a house, money and someone to support him, and there would be no bright future at all.

It's really terrible.

Qingye secretly warned himself, and began to improve himself silently while writing books and studying.

But he is not walking alone on this lonely and cold road. Whenever he feels a little tired, he can see the figure of the righteous girl, and the two of them silently write this story of fate.

As the 'deadline' progressed, he would occasionally wonder what the three of them, Yukinoshita, mother and daughter, were pursuing.

He owed a favor to the Yukinoshita family. Yukino brought her back home, and Haruno took care of him for so many years as an older sister. Not to mention Yukinoshita's mother. Without her approval, he would not have been able to grow up safely in that family.

Gratitude is like a mountain. Perhaps the family affection of years of living together has dispelled the depression, but he does not want to mix emotional matters with the debt he owes to each other. Moreover, before repaying the gratitude, he has no right to decide his own feelings - at least that is the case here.

Qingye breathed a sigh of relief.

And on this day, at school, when he just came out of the Service Club with his exercise book, he happened to meet the blonde fairy basking in the midday sun. Sawamura Spencer Eriri was leaning against the window with her arms folded, and her green ribbon reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight.

She seemed to be waiting for someone.

When she saw Qingye, she adjusted her bangs and coughed lightly.

"Well, um... I heard you're planning on applying to the University of Tokyo? Are you planning on using your ID card to get in through the back door?"

The familiar tsundere tone came out as soon as she opened her mouth, but now she can be called tsundere and tsundere.

"No, no, I will cross the Akamen with my own strength!" Qingye snorted. Things obtained with one's own strength still give people a somewhat different feeling.

"After jumping the Akamon Gate, will you marry into the Yukinoshita family and become the second-generation Snow Girl's bed-warmer? You worked so hard to get into the University of Tokyo, just to make them feel more accomplished, right?!"

——As expected of a well-known comic book artist, the plot he casually tells is enough to make people imagine.

Having said that, Ying Lili couldn't help but sigh sourly in her heart, feeling a slight bitterness under the root of her tongue.

As the eldest daughter of the Sawamura family, she knows more about the sons-in-law and adopted sons in the upper class than the average person, and she knows that the Yukinoshita family will not let go of such an outstanding seedling.

Ever since that baseball game, or even earlier, every night as she tossed and turned in bed, she'd occasionally run into this thought: Yukinoshita Yukino and that Haruno, and I, must have the same goal? Facing such a formidable opponent, did I really have a chance of winning?

The answer is simple.

She is not that narcissistic and knows very well that she is just a person who is saved in this world, and Yukinoshita and the others are the strongest. Obviously, she cannot stop all this.

Just think of him as practicing his skills.

As the eldest daughter of the Sawamura family, Eriri comforted herself so magnanimously and elegantly. I have seen such things many times... No way!

Why didn't I take Qingye home?! This is the key to victory! But, she was the first one to meet Qingye, but she only gave him some money... Isn't this a game? Why can't I save the game?

Just when Eriri was filled with grief and anger, Kiyono's voice made her expression even more distorted.