How rude, we are pure love!

However, just as she was about to go to bed, her heart suddenly paused, and she felt as if she had forgotten something.

She seemed to have overlooked something?

This faint sense of loss made her feel troubled even in her dreams.

In a Japanese-style house not far from Yukinoshita, Kiyono lay on the tatami, looking at this quiet and classical room, and felt a slight sigh in his heart.

It feels... not as comfortable as an Internet cafe.

Although the environment here is impeccable and he is grateful to Yukinoshita, if he had a choice, he would definitely choose the small space without hesitation. At least in the Internet cafe he can do whatever he wants, and living under someone else's roof is not so comfortable.

"Tsk, I still have to find a way to be independent..."

Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and Qingye's eyelids became heavy.

He is also an elementary school student now.

*

Woke up hungry.

In a literal sense, his spirit was still extremely tired, and only his body and consciousness were forcibly awakened by his stomach.

My stomach was empty and hunger spread throughout my body. I felt very weak. When I saw the flowers and plants planted in the house, I couldn't help drooling and wanted to take a bite of them.

Only then did he remember that when he finished talking with Yukinoshita's mother, it was already past their family's dinner time. Because they were both very serious, they naturally forgot about it.

Qingye drooped his eyes and stretched out his hand out of habit, wanting to grab the phone beside his pillow to see what time it was - but he found nothing.

"Humph, it's just that I haven't eaten for half a day. It's not worth mentioning."

The first time I met Yukinoshita, she hadn't eaten the entire day.

Qingye yawned, stood up shakily, and prepared to get a glass of water to fill his stomach - he certainly couldn't let others cook for him in the middle of the night, and he had just settled in, so he was embarrassed to go to the kitchen and refrigerator to get something to eat without informing them in advance. He just drank some water and made do until breakfast in the morning.

Picking up the water bottle, he went to the bathroom, filled half the bottle with water, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Okay, go back to sleep."

After all, it's only one o'clock.

He pulled up the quilt to cover half of his face and closed his eyes.

But I couldn't fall asleep for a while.

If he couldn't sleep, he would torture Tongzi.

Gradually, I entered a state of half sleep and half wakefulness.

In this trance, he subconsciously sniffed his nose and vaguely smelled a faint fragrance. He also heard a subtle sound in his ears, like someone's deliberately controlled footsteps in the corridor.

My heart was already in my throat before I even opened my eyes. Was I dreaming? Was I dreaming of a thief breaking into Yukinoshita's house? Or was it a thief who got hungry mid-steal?

Qingye opened his eyes.

At this moment, light footsteps stopped in front of the door, and then the door was opened.

With a click, the light came on.

He narrowed his eyes and raised his head. At that moment, he seemed to see an angel.

The little black-haired girl tied her hair into a ponytail and wore a wide apron that almost covered her entire legs. She stood in front of the door with a tired look on her face, holding a bowl of steaming porridge in her hand.

"Sorry, I forgot you didn't eat anything tonight... There aren't many things we can cook at home, so I used the leftover seafood to make you some nutritious porridge. Use this to fill your stomach first."

She tossed and turned in her sleep, and at a certain moment, she finally thought of the key point, so she quickly got out of bed - she knew Qingye would definitely be embarrassed to take the initiative to speak.

Qingye stared blankly at Xueshita. Under the gaze of those navy blue eyes that seemed a little gentle because of sleepiness, Qingye became inexplicably nervous. He couldn't say what was wrong with him, he just felt at a loss, and the sound of his heart beating rang in his ears.

Oh, so that's how it is. I understand. This must be Tongzi's real purpose. She deliberately made him rejuvenate in order to create this favorable event. It's so hateful.

Being controlled by an old man like that is humiliating enough, do you want to add another Yukinoshita to the mix?

He coughed.

"Well...you don't have to get up specially. I'm not that hungry."

"Since I've brought it back, of course I have to take responsibility for it." Yukinoshita frowned. Wait? Why do you sound like you just adopted a wild Kimmy?

Qingye reached out and took it: "Sorry to trouble you again."

The black-haired girl said lightly that it was okay, paused, and then continued:

"I won't tell you to be as casual as you are at home, because that would be a lie and impossible. What I want to tell you is that you are my guest now. Relax and just let me know where you want to go."

"Okay, I understand." Qingye nodded with a smile.

"Good night."

Yukinoshita gently closed the door.

Under the warm light, Qingye slowly drank the bowl of porridge.

*

The next day, Saturday.

After finishing lunch at Yukinoshita's house, Kiyono Mimi sat on the wooden corridor, looking at the cherry blossoms in the courtyard, thinking about the problem of living alone.

"Hey!"

A sweet voice came from behind. The eldest daughter of the Yukinoshita family quietly came to his side and bumped his shoulder with a smile on her face. This way of greeting made Qingye unconsciously think of Yanaijian.

"Ms. Yang No?"

Qingye raised his eyebrows. In the past, most people seemed to have a bad impression of this versatile woman, but he thought she was not bad. At least she had always been warm to him and had never teased him. Perhaps it was because they were both too young?

Of course, he also didn't think the girl was treating him sincerely. Based on his understanding of Yang No's personality, she should be like this to everyone, welcoming them warmly and treating them gently, hiding her true thoughts behind a mask.

"You're just an elementary school student, so don't look so pensive like an adult!"

Yang Nai squatted down and gently pulled his face. The touch felt better than she could have imagined.

...How should I react to this? Or, in other words, what kind of interaction should I choose? Should I stay true to my elementary school status or be more casual?

Qingye thought for a moment and said:

"My soul has matured."

After he finished saying this, Yang Nai suddenly widened her eyes and looked at him with curiosity. The two sisters clearly had the same sharp navy blue eyes like swords, but her eyebrows just raised slightly, giving people a completely different feeling.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" The boy touched his face, wondering.

"It's just a bit surprising... I thought Kiyono-kun would be more reserved, but I didn't expect him to grow up so quickly to the point where he can joke with his sister. That's a compliment."

Yukinoshita Haruno blinked her right eye at him gently, revealing her charm quietly.

"If I do this, you'll have to be more considerate of my feelings. I've already troubled you so much, it's not good to ask you to continue taking care of me. Anyway, at this point, a little shame is nothing."

Qingye was frank. After what Yukinoshita said yesterday, he felt relieved. Of course, the most important thing was his own confidence. Talented people were always more confident.

"Hmm... I always feel that Qingye-kun is a bit mature and doesn't look like an elementary school student. That's good."

Miss Yang Noi stared at him for a long time with a sincere smile on her face. Then, she sat down next to Qingye, supporting her chin with one hand, and watched the scenery with him.

"It's so boring." said the girl.

"How boring," the boy agreed.

"Let's talk about something interesting."

Miss Yang Nai's feet swayed gently, and her soft voice was full of her desire to explore the boy:

"Kiyono-kun, can you tell me the story of you and Yukino? I really want to know, because before, I couldn't imagine that Yukino would do such a thing."

Her aloof and detached sister actually valued a boy so much. From any perspective, she was extremely curious.

This is your real purpose!

Qingye smiled broadly: "Actually, there's nothing special about it..."

Whether it was the Yukinoshita I met last time or the Yukinoshita I met this time, judging from the facts alone, she just extended a helping hand to those in distress, that's all.

However, it seemed extremely dazzling to him.

Don't care about other people's eyes, just take it for granted to walk on the path you think is right.

He longed for this kind of snow.

"Is that all?" Miss Yang Nai looked at him in surprise.

"Yes."

"The innocent love between elementary school students is so boring..." She curled her lips.

"Ah, let's find something else fun. Qingye-kun, come and play cards with your sister!" Yang No stood up full of fighting spirit.

"What are you talking about to elementary school students..."

Qingye has a new understanding of the strength of the middle-level Yukinoshita. She is only in junior high school now!

"I can't help it. Yukino won't play with me, so I have no choice but to come and see my brother. Mother will start special training soon, so you won't be able to see me until dinner tonight."

Yukinoshita Haruno clasped her hands together and spoke in a soft tone as if she was acting coquettishly.

"Please, I'll give you 1,000 yen pocket money for every win you make!"

Qingye raised his eyebrows. Did this mean that he knew his situation and deliberately found a reason to take care of his self-esteem and give him money?

Are all the women in the Yukinoshita family really good?

*

No, she just wanted to play.

And I'm totally serious.

Frowning, thinking, deliberately putting on different expressions to make him misunderstand, and even trying to play tricks - you are facing an elementary school student!

But, it didn't work.

Kiyono played the only remaining 8 in his hand and said with a sincere smile: "Seie, 5,000 yen."

While playing cards with his opponent, he was also deliberately testing his [photographic memory], and the results were very good. In addition to reading, it was also effective in other aspects. Unfortunately, he was too young to enter the casino.

Not right.

Something is very wrong.

Yukinoshita Haruno stretched out her slender fingers, grabbed a few cards and flipped them over. There were beautiful patterns on her nails like the starry sky. She had the youthfulness of a girl and the maturity and grace of a fashionable woman.

The girl pondered for a long time. She was quite confident in her memory and quick thinking. At least she would not lose to a primary school student. But after a few rounds, she lost more than she won. Qingye seemed to be able to control her card path.

"Can you guess... or remember my cards?" Yang No put down the cards in her hand and tilted her head at him.

"I am not talented enough and can only win by relying on my vague memory." Qingye was very humble.

"Hehe, I don't believe you have such a good memory. Come on, let's continue. This time we're going to play the joker card."

Ms. Yang Noi stretched out her hands and made a threatening cat-like gesture. Then, she shuffled all the cards and, when she dealt them, deliberately exposed the corner of the Queen of Hearts, which appeared at the top of the deck.

"This is the joker card!"

She washed it again with a smile: "Oops, my hand slipped accidentally, let me do it again."

In the third round, she suddenly pointed at a card in Qingye's hand and said with conviction:

"This is the joker card!"

"Isn't that card between the third and fourth cards in your left hand?" Qingye noticed her little movement.

"...Can you really remember it?"

The beautiful girl looked down at the bright red Queen card in her hand and was stunned.

She stood up suddenly and ran into the house: "Wait for me!"

After a while, she took out a book by Yasunari Kawabata from the library, opened a page at random, and her navy blue eyes sparkled with moving ripples.

"Kiyono-kun, I'll give you ten minutes to read this page. If you can memorize the complete sentence, my pocket money reward will be increased to 10,000 yen!"

Even if Qingye had seen "The Dancing Girl of Izu", it would be impossible for her to memorize the two pages she randomly opened in full - she wanted to know if there really was such a genius with a photographic memory in this world.