I won't be a loser.

She blinked, and the sage in front of her returned to his normal posture. What just happened was just an illusion. She stared at the sage for a while and nodded slightly.

The future is expected.

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I want to dream about married women

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Cherry Blossom Season: 68. No time to explain, run!

When talking with Saionji Yuuko before, Kiyoura Mai once told her that she likes young boys, but that doesn't mean she completely hates mature men.

Looking at the wise man beside him, and the young man's posture now, he could see a sense of maturity and stability. Thinking that he could witness the other's gradual growth, his heart was full of anticipation and joy, and his eyes were faintly filled with the light of expectation.

After just telling the reason why he wrote the article and submitted it to the magazine, Xianren felt that there was something wrong with the way Qingpu Wu looked at him. From the initial surprise to the gradual confusion and surprise, Xianren couldn't guess what Qingpu Wu was thinking for a while.

He looked at Setsuna who was sitting opposite him. He thought that the girl might have some opinion about him because of his vulgar reason, but after looking at the girl, he unexpectedly found that even Setsuna was looking at him with sparkling eyes.

Isn't this reaction a bit extreme?

"A wise man."

"Ok?"

"I will always support you."

"ha......?"

Looking at the wise man opposite him, Setsuna made his promise.

When she first heard the reason why Xianren submitted his article, she was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Xianren's reason would be so true, but in a flash, she remembered what Xianren had said to her last time in her room.

'A big house where the whole family can live together.'

Although the submission happened a little earlier than the time they started dating, it is no longer a big deal. Xianren must have thought about the future in advance, which is why he worked so hard, right?

Even though she and he were not dating at that time, from the moment they started dating, Xianren was no longer just working for himself, but also for his and her future.

The look he gave to the wise man suddenly became more tender and touching.

Xianren, who had no idea how he looked in the eyes of Qingpu and her daughter, looked at Setsuna sitting opposite him in silence. Facing the girl's determined expression and eyes, he opened his mouth... Forget it, let it be.

After dinner, neither Qingura Mai nor Setsuna were in a hurry to go home.

On weekdays at home, the mother and daughter do not have any special communication. Basically, after dinner, they take turns to take a bath, then watch TV for a while, or read a book in their room for a while, and then go to bed early to rest.

But now, in addition to the mother and daughter, there is a wise man, and the situation suddenly becomes different. They sit in the wise man's house and chat about various things together.

Neither Qingura Mai nor Qingura Setsuna were in a hurry to go to bed.

"Have you received any love confession letters at school, Xianren? School has been going on for a while now, so it's about time a girl confessed to you, right?"

Looking at the boy's handsome face, Qingpu Mai did not hide the fact from her daughter and asked a question that was a little sensitive to Setsuna, but one that she cared about very much.

Setsuna, who was not very good at chatting, was basically listening to her mother and Xianren chatting, and from time to time used her eyes to express whether she was interested in the topic. But as soon as Qingpu Mai finished speaking, Setsuna slowly sat up straight and her eyes fell on Xianren - she cared a lot.

"Confession letter? I haven't received it yet."

Xianren was quite surprised when Qing Pu Mai brought up this topic, especially when he felt Setsuna's gaze staring at him, he answered truthfully.

"Not yet? Does that mean Xianren thinks he's definitely going to receive a confession letter?"

She brought her face close to Xianren, pressing it against his body, as if observing his reaction, or simply teasing him.

Looking at Qingpu Mai who was approaching him, Xianren glanced at Setsuna opposite him, then his gaze fell on Qingpu Mai's face again, and he nodded without any shyness.

"Since I can be liked by a girl as cute as Setsuna, then it's only natural for other girls to like me, right?"

The moment she heard Xianren's answer, her cheeks turned red, and she lowered her head silently. She held the teacup in front of her and sipped the tea. Qingpu Wu, who asked the question, did not expect Xianren to respond to her with such an answer. She was stunned for a moment, but saw Xianren smiling and winking at her.

Qing Pu Mai glanced at her daughter from the corner of her eye and found that she was drinking tea with her head down. She looked at Xianren again, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she sat back in her seat silently, pouting in her heart at Xianren's boldness and disrespect...

After staying for more than an hour after the meal, Qingpu Mai led her daughter towards the entrance.

Originally, Setsuna was planning to stay overnight at Kento's place, but after being persuaded by Kiyoura Mai, Setsuna temporarily gave up the idea and silently followed Kiyoura Mai out of Kento's apartment.

Standing at the door, seeing the mother and daughter off from their apartment, Xianren waved goodbye to Setsuna and watched as the two figures gradually faded away and walked towards the opposite side.

Until two figures appeared at the door of Qingpu's house opposite, Xianren waved again, and when she turned around and waved slightly at him, he said goodbye again. After watching the girl enter the house, he slowly closed the door.

He walked into the room with a slow sigh, looked at the magazine on the table, picked it up casually, flipped through it, and then threw it on his desk.

Just as he was about to sit down at his desk, he vaguely remembered something, picked up the schoolbag beside him, opened it, and took out the ball of pink soft cotton that had been in his schoolbag for a whole day.

Take it in your hand, slowly lift it up, shake it gently twice, and it will stretch out freely.

Gently pinching the sides of the triangular piece of cloth, Xianren stared at the ball of soft pink cotton with pure white lace for a while, feeling that the other person's taste was somewhat consistent with his own, but, it was the behavior that seemed a little...

"If I keep it close to me and Setsuna accidentally finds it, I'm afraid she'll start to wonder if I have some special fetish, right?"

The best way to deal with it is to cut it into rags, throw it into the trash can, and then dispose of it directly.

If the other party just put it on the wrong table or recognized the wrong person, he might have to apologize, but if not, then this is the best way to deal with it.

As the gentle male protagonist in the light novel, keeping this person by his side can start the next part of the plot, but when Xianren thinks about his life experience, he is completely a melancholic tragic protagonist, which seems to have nothing to do with romantic comedy.

He picked up the utility knife beside him, slowly pushed out the blade, and looked at the girl's underwear on the table.

"Feel sorry........"

The main thing is that it's unclear who the other party's owner is, and it's unclear whether it's a beautiful and cute girl, or...

The virtuous man closed his eyes and lay down on the bed after taking a shower. When he closed his eyes and fell asleep, he had a dream that the owner of the pink panties found him.

The other person stood outside the classroom door and told him in a gentle voice that she fell in love with him at first sight, so she did something impulsive, and she just hoped that Xianren would remember her.

Looking at the slender figure reflected in the classroom door, Xianren felt a stirring of affection in his heart. He slowly walked towards the classroom door, wanting to open it and see who it was, when—

Suddenly opened his eyes!

He suddenly sat up from his bed, looked at his familiar room, and felt the sunlight coming into the room through the curtains outside the window. The sage gradually came back to his senses.

“It was just a dream…”

He covered his face with his hands, took a deep breath, raised his head, gradually lowered his hands, stared at the pure white ceiling, and sighed.

"That was a nightmare."

The figure of the slim girl was just a silhouette. Standing outside the door was a muscular man in pink girlish clothes. He had a face full of stubble and powerful muscles, and sweat was constantly overflowing on his bronze skin. He smiled at her, as if welcoming her to Okinawa Island.

"Well--"

Covering his mouth with one hand, Xianren felt extremely nauseous just by recalling the content of his dream.

With his free hand, he lifted the quilt and quickly got up and rushed into the bathroom.

"vomit--!!!"

Still couldn't help it.

That dream was so disgusting!

As a spiritual middle-aged person, the sage's ability to accept things is obviously not as good as that of a normal teenager.

If he were still young, he might be shocked and surprised by such a bizarre dream, but he would not vomit it out. However, his mental acceptance ability is too mediocre now, and he obviously cannot accept such stimulation.

Xianren walked out of the bathroom silently, his face looking a little pale.

He wiped his hands and face with a towel, poured himself a cup of tea, cleared his stomach, and sat quietly in the room for a long time.

It took him nearly ten minutes to gradually regain his spirit. He walked to the window, pulled open the gauze curtain, and looked at Qingpu's house opposite. The door was tightly closed. It seemed that he had gotten up and gone out?

He looked at his alarm clock and saw that the time was indeed earlier than the time he usually woke up.

He silently withdrew his gaze and went to prepare his breakfast.

Well, he prepared a lighter breakfast.

When the doorbell rang, Qingpu Mai had just gotten up. Looking at the empty living room, she yawned slowly and looked towards her daughter's room, who seemed to have not gotten up yet.

He walked silently towards the refrigerator and prepared today's breakfast.

Ding, ding dong——

The doorbell suddenly rang, causing Qingpu Mai, who was walking towards the refrigerator, to stop and look towards the door in confusion.

"Who?"

She didn't remember ordering newspapers and milk. Even if she did, they would have been left at the door of the apartment, right?

Walking slowly towards the door, Qingura Mai was also wondering whether it was Saionji Sekai who came to find Setsuna.

But it’s not this time on weekdays, usually a little later.

Confused, Qingpu Wu came to the door and opened it. What she saw was Xianren's expression, which was different from usual. He looked a little haggard and pale, which surprised Qingpu Wu.

"A wise man?"

The wise man standing at the door glanced into the house, but did not see Setsuna. He looked at Qingpu Mai who was still wearing pajamas in front of him and moved closer to her. Before Qingpu Mai could show concern for him and ask what happened -

Chirp.

A slight touch made Qingpu Wu fall into a daze.

After licking his lips, Xianren felt a little refreshed. He closed his eyes and opened them again. The dull look in his eyes regained some luster.

"Good morning, Wu."

"M-Morning...Good morning."

Qingpu Wu finished her words haltingly, looked back at the living room, and did not see Setsuna. Qingpu Wu breathed a sigh of relief and turned her gaze back to the wise man in front of her.

"that......."

"I had a nightmare last night, but I feel better now. This is the breakfast I prepared. I borrowed Setsuna's lunch box yesterday, and it's just the right size for breakfast."

He handed the lunch box in his hand to Qingpu Mai, who, before she could ask anything, stretched out her hands in a daze and took the lunch box from Xianren's hand.

"Is Setsuna still awake?"

"Ah."

"Do you mind if I come in?"

Qing Pu Mai, who was suddenly attacked, pursed her lips, gradually came back to her senses, and looked at Xianren as if nothing had happened, and nodded.

"Well, excuse me."

Stepping into the room, seeing that Xianren was different from usual, Qingpu Mai slowly closed the door, watched Xianren change his shoes and enter the house, followed him to the living room, put the lunch box on the table, and in the blink of an eye, Xianren had arrived at the door of Setsuna's room.

Then, she watched Xianren enter Setsuna's room.

With her fingers lightly placed on her lips, Qing Pu Wu recalled the stunning feeling just now, her face slightly red and her heart numb.

A little bit...it feels a little exciting.

Entering Setsuna's room, Xianren saw her still lying on the bed with her eyes closed, seemingly still asleep. He slowly walked to the edge of her bed and looked down at the quiet and gentle sleeping face of the girl. Her fluffy, smooth hair fell on the pillow, stretched and curled up casually, looking defenseless...

He slowly lowered his head and moved closer to the girl's profile, gazing at her clean and innocent sleeping face. The wise man, whose spirit had been severely damaged by the nightmare, gradually regained his peace of mind.

His anxious eyes gradually calmed down, and he stared at the girl quietly until her eyelashes trembled and lifted up, revealing confused yet clear eyes.

The princess woke up from her dream and casually turned her head to look towards her room. She saw the familiar face that she had been thinking about all the time. Puzzlement and surprise appeared in her eyes. She blinked slowly, stretched out her hand from under the quilt, and placed it on the sage's cheek.

"Dream?"

"Reality aside, it's time to get up, Princess."

He rubbed Xianren's face and showed an expression of sudden realization.

She slowly sat up and looked at the virtuous man standing on the edge of her bed. She used her arms to pull the virtuous man onto her bed, and then threw him down...

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