How rude, we are pure love!

It was obvious that Yukinoshita was angry.

But why? They were still chatting happily on the phone until two days before returning. Could it be because Yang Nai was fanning the flames?

Although he didn't know why, Qingye would not guess what Yukinoshita was thinking, nor did he want to cause any inexplicable misunderstandings, so he decided to attack directly!

Under the gradually red sunset, Qingye picked up something and stood on the eaves outside the second lady's room. The moment the girl opened the door, he followed her.

Yukinoshita glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, still ignoring him, and slightly quickened her pace, so he also quickened his pace.

The girl continued walking, trying to put some distance between them, and Qingye quickly followed.

Just when she was about to reach the end, Qingye suddenly took two steps forward, grabbed her wrist, and gently trapped her on the edge of the wall, casting a shadow that completely covered Xuexia.

Yukinoshita raised her head, looked at the boy in front of her, frowned slightly, and asked coldly:

"What are you going to do?"

She didn't think Qingye wanted to threaten her with force. No matter what happened, this man would never really hurt her. In this regard, she had absolute confidence.

"why are you mad?"

Qingye asked directly, and seemed to realize that their posture was too intimate, so he took a step back slightly.

"Kiyono-kun seems a little too narcissistic." Yukinoshita said in an unhappy tone and did not give a direct answer.

"is it?"

Faced with the second lady's tsundere attitude, Qingye chose to remain silent for a while. Seeing that he did not move, Yukinoshita's expression gradually became indifferent.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave."

Qingye slowly took out a panda doll of Mr. Pan from his pocket. The twilight cast a deep red glow on the black and white doll.

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't say anything. The girl just took a quick look at the panda doll and turned her face away silently, not taking it as usual.

"Yukino, do you want to throw it away?"

Qingye pinched the doll's arm and imitated the puppet's tone. What the panda Mr. Pan held in his hand was not bamboo, but a small flag that said "Welcome Back".

"Don't you want it, Yukino? It's been waiting for you to come home."

Yukinoshita Yukino bit her lip, her pretty face seemed to be dyed a light red by the sunset glow. She sighed deeply, and her slightly trembling voice seemed to melt in the sunset at any time.

"Take it, bring it here..."

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ps: I've been adjusting to the jet lag these past two days, and my sleep has been intermittent. Once Saki returns during the day, I can offer a small bounty and update more chapters!

087. Is Lao Ba weakened? He is actually strengthened! [Two-in-one]

On a quiet night, the boy quietly took out an ice-cold glass, put in ice cubes like an elegant bartender, opened it, filled it with carbonated beverage, and shook it gently. The ice cubes made a crisp clash sound.

The boy picked up the cup, quietly returned to the bedroom, drew the curtains, and when the room was dimmed, he sat in front of the computer, tapped the keyboard, and sent a confidential message to someone.

While waiting, he took a sip of the drink. Mm, it tasted refreshing and happy.

But before he could savor it, his comrades on the other side of the screen sent him a battle report.

"I've been waiting for ten minutes, hurry up and log in!"

So fast! ?

——The comrade’s name is Sawamura Spencer Eriri, a Japanese-British mixed-race who is proficient in marksmanship, the offensive languages ​​of two countries, and the pure surrender spirit of the French.

Qingye hurriedly put down the Coke and replied, "What are we playing today?"

As the saying goes, everything has its limits. After the last simulation and several years of unremitting efforts in this world, the dark side in the boy's heart continues to grow and expand, and the devil of laziness and pleasure whispers in his ears.

So, one night, he embarked on the forbidden road called game, and due to a series of coincidences, he and Eriri became good friends in the same trench.

"Let's play League first and then go shoot guns?"

It was obvious that the girl had already made a plan.

Strangely enough, console games have always been the mainstream in Japan, but Ms. Sawamura seems to prefer online multiplayer games. Even though she's a grown-up, she'd still get into heated arguments with her teammates over details of coordination, gritting her teeth...

Maybe this has something to do with the loneliness she feels when she wears a disguised mask at school and can't share her hobbies with anyone.

"Let's go." Qingye's concise words revealed the calmness of a veteran.

after a while.

"Brother, how come you, playing a marksman, got controlled and killed instantly again? If it weren't for my mid-lane maneuvering and turning the tide, this game would have been lost."

"I, I, I was drawing fire for you! Helping you absorb skills! The two Cs share a common destiny, and your harvest deserves half the credit!"

After a while.

"Who is the MVP, and who is the easy winner?"

"It's so noisy! It's all that guy's fault. He never reported the location and kept throwing dodges randomly. If it weren't for him, I would definitely be the one to reap the spoils!"

Eriri's angry roar came from the headset, which immediately reminded Qingye of the scene of a blonde girl slamming the table with her fangs bared.

Another period of time.

"Hmph, although it's a little worse than mine, your skills are not bad."

Eriri reluctantly praised him, and then, as if to hide her shyness, she stammered and shouted:

"Come again, come again!"

"Ms. Sawamura, are you a bit too addicted to the internet? It's already four o'clock..."

"Are you a man?! I haven't even complained about being tired, and you can't do it?"

The blonde girl snorted in a slightly shrill voice, but after complaining, she yawned softly, turned off the game, and asked nonchalantly:

"Speaking of which, you haven't submitted your light novel yet?"

"In two days."

Eriri said with a "oh" and said in that unique, arrogant and cheerful tone that made her feel her opinion would definitely be accepted, "Tomorrow is Saturday, so stay home and play games with me!"

A game that everyone enjoys and requires cooperation can really bring people closer. He'd only been playing with Eriri for a week, and thanks to the game and voice chat, he'd already put aside his reservations about girls and was communicating with them in their true nature—wait? Why was I the one being captured?

Qingye hung up the call silently.

*

In the month since he entered high school, Qingye's book sales have been rising steadily. He also found some time to send out the manuscript of the light novel, and it naturally entered the publishing stage. However, he did not specifically reveal his pen name.

However, his daily life remained stable: reading, writing, playing games, and occasionally visiting the service department... In the evening, he would regularly chat with Banaijian.

That night, Qingye filled the hot water as usual and took a bath in the bathroom.

"call……"

Lying in his bathtub, letting the waves float in front of him, Qingye took out his mobile phone covered in a waterproof bag and casually browsed Twitter.

At this moment, the cell phone suddenly rang.

It was a LINE message from Banaijian, and her profile picture was still a picture of a little corgi.

"Hey, Kiyono-kun, what are you doing?"

——How could you choose such a coincidental time!

Qingye inexplicably felt a little uncomfortable, and replied calmly:

"did nothing."

The message instantly showed as read, and after a pause, the girl continued to send playful text messages.

"So, what am I doing now?"

"I don't know..." He pulled up the message bar guiltily. In recent days, his evening chats with Banaijian were all about sharing food, when to go to bed, and when to take a bath.

"Hint ①: Things that require closing your eyes."

Banaijian attached a picture at the end. The picture showed a blurry ceiling, the scene was hazy, and half of the mint green shower curtain was visible in the corner.

"Count prime numbers?" Qingye answered deliberately.

"You guessed wrong."

In the misty bathroom, water droplets hit the tiles, making a crisp sound.

Banaijian was sitting in the bathtub, her blue hair piled high, revealing her snow-white neck. A drop of crystal clear water flowed down her forehead to her chin, dripping onto her delicate collarbone like a bamboo, and finally merged into the warm water.

The girl looked at the phone in her hand, and ripples appeared in her eyes. Perhaps because she had been soaking in hot water, her pretty face had a touch of pink.

"Hint 2: I'm going to use something that makes a gurgling sound next."

The attached picture is a close-up of the shower gel bottle blurred by water mist, and the words "milk essence" on the label are just blocked by slender fingers stained with water droplets.

"Are you drinking Yakult?" Although he said this, Qingye's eyes unconsciously drifted to the toiletries opposite.

"Wrong!"

Ba Nai Jian sent a voice message. It was the crisp sound of water hitting the surface, which made people imagine the scene of the girl stretching out her frosty white arms.

"Hint ③: What's the current water temperature?"

——You don’t even want to act anymore, right?

"42 degrees."

"It's the same temperature as the tip of Kiyono-kun's ear."

Qingye suddenly felt that the water was too hot, making his heart beat rapidly. He stood up subconsciously, but as if he sensed something, he slowly shrank back into the water.

Even though I was in my own bathroom, the air seemed warm and ambiguous.

The video call request rang - what do you want to do!

Qingye couldn't bear to imagine that scene, and hurriedly pressed the reject button, but the girl seemed to have predicted his behavior long ago. After he rejected it, she sent another text message.

"Failed the penalty game—guess my expression right now."

*

At the same time, Banaijian shyly buried half of his head in the water. His blue hair spread out in the water, and he gurgled out some bubbles. Half of his cheek looked even more charming and attractive under the refraction of the light.

*

After the two of them sorted out their confused and dizzy moods, Banaijian sat down at the desk, turned on the desk lamp, and sent a video call to someone again - this time they were really talking about business!

Qingye hesitated for a long time before pressing the answer button. A girl with slightly wet hair appeared on the screen.

"Let's discuss light novels, young senpai."

Banaijian smiled brightly and got straight to the point.

She wanted to try out the effect of her talent and see if it could help Qingye break through the bottleneck - maybe she couldn't do it in literature for the time being, but if it was this novel that she had read countless times, she still had confidence.

"novel?"

Qingye was a little surprised. The girl probably wanted to... hone her editing experience in advance, right?

Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "Do you have any good ideas?"

"Just a casual chat, for example, the heroine's story in the second half of the first volume..."

Banaijian opened a bag of wafer biscuits and ate them while skillfully turning the manuscript to the page he wanted.

Qingye's novels have been verified and settled by the market, and most of the plots are fine, so what she has to do is to try to strengthen one aspect and improve this plot from 95 points to 120 points.

"Could the scene where the heroine learns of her own death have a stronger emotional impact?"

She didn't know how to trigger the talent effect specifically, so she just did it according to her past experience.

"My heroine is not the kind of girl who would be soft and cry on her knees." Qingye snorted arrogantly.

"You're putting your own emotions into it! Even the strongest girl has a weak and dark side!" Banaijian tapped the table with his pen.

"Then let me hear what the editor has to say."

"Perhaps we could add a scene that marks a significant fork in the heroine's life..."

She said tentatively, observing whether Qingye would have that kind of sudden enlightenment reaction.

Qingye pondered for a moment, and although he didn't have an epiphany, he did witness Yanaijian's awareness. The girl was not only familiar with the story and gave clear suggestions, but more importantly, she also had a good sense of smell, which was similar to what he had discussed with the editor before.