I won't be a loser.

"If conditions permit, I wouldn't mind having a younger brother or sister for Setsuna, but current conditions clearly don't allow it, so forget it."

"Do you really have such an idea?"

"Letting the person you love give birth to your child is a very normal thing, no matter how you look at it, right?"

Looking at the smiling sage, the words "the one I like" from his mouth gradually rekindled Qingpu Wu's dormant love. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she couldn't help feeling a little shy. She put on her clothes, tightened her black stockings around her legs, and pulled them to her waist to loosen them.

"You should think about when to have a child with Setsuna. If you two have a child sooner, you can get married after you graduate from high school."

"You can get married after a year, but there aren't many people getting married in high school these days, right?"

"Don't want to?"

Qingpu Mai looked at Xianren. After hearing what Xianren said, she didn't seem to want to marry Setsuna immediately. She observed the expression on Xianren's face.

"Can I marry you?"

"..."

Looking at the virtuous man in front of her, the expression on her face turned even redder. She walked up to the virtuous man, stretched out her hands, and actively pushed the virtuous man down on the bed. She stared at the young man under her with eyes full of desire, as if she wanted to squeeze him dry. The virtuous man couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He didn't expect that one sentence would have such an outstanding effect.

"Then prove to me how much you like—"

Ding-dong-

The doorbell suddenly rang. Qing Pu Wu, who was about to attack Xianren again, couldn't help but look towards the door after hearing the doorbell. He calmed down at the sound of the doorbell.

With her hands on Xianren's shoulders, Qingpu Wu looked down at Xianren and found that there was a look of surprise on Xianren's face. She couldn't help but pursed her lips, slowly got up from Xianren's body, stood aside, adjusted her clothes, and looked at Xianren again.

"Who?"

"moment?"

"Probably not. When she left, she knew I was coming to see you."

The two exchanged glances. Xianren asked Qingpu Mai to clean up the room, and he walked towards the door. When he arrived at the door, he looked through the cat's eye and found the person standing at the door. It was the familiar Xiyuanji Sekai. He was a little surprised, but not very surprised.

Looking back at the living room, Xianren saw Qing Pu Mai who had almost cleaned the room. He signaled her to open the window a little to circulate the air in the room, and he opened the door himself.

"A wise man."

"It's evening now. What's the matter with you coming to my place alone?"

"I...is there anyone else in your family?"

Sekai Saionji originally wanted to say something, but after noticing that there were other people's shoes at the door, and they looked like the style of adult women, she was stunned and looked at the wise man in front of her.

Qingura Mai had opened the window, and when she heard the familiar voice at the door, she slowly popped her head out of the living room and looked at Saionji Sekai who was standing at the door.

"world?"

"Aunt Wu?"

The two of them stared at each other. Saionji Sekai didn't expect that Setsuna was not there, but a Kiyoura Mai appeared in Kento's apartment. As for Kiyoura Mai who was cleaning the room, she was also a little surprised to see Saionji Sekai who came to see Kento at night.

A feeling of guilt suddenly arose in the hearts of both of them. They didn't dare to look each other in the eye. As an adult, Qingura Mai adjusted her state faster than Saionji Sekai. She glanced at Xianren, then came to the door with a smile and looked at Saionji Sekai.

"It's so late, what's the matter with you coming to see Xianren?"

"...There's something...I want to ask you...Miyamizu-kun, um, Auntie Mai, why are you here?"

Looking at Qingura Mai in front of him with puzzled and bewildered eyes, Saionji Sekai also didn't understand why Qingura Mai appeared alone in Xianren's house. Where was Setsuna?

"Well, I saw that Xianren lived alone and might need some help, so I came to see him and help him sort it out. After all, Xianren lives alone in Tokyo, and I was worried that he might have some problems and be embarrassed to tell me, so I came to see him."

"That's it..."

"Do you need me to give you two some time?"

"No, no, no, well, it's nothing, I'll go back first!"

Looking at Qingpu Mai's subtle gaze, Xiyuanji Shijie quickly refused. She didn't want to expose the matter between herself and Xianren in front of Qingpu Mai.

"Well, I'll come see you tomorrow, Xian...Miyamizu-kun."

Saionji Sekai forced a smile at Xianren and left in a hurry.

Only Qingpu Mai and Kento were left. Kento was still watching the back of Saionji Sekai leaving. He saw a hand come to his hand and close the door. He turned around to look at Qingpu Mai who was standing behind him, and noticed the other's smiling eyes.

"explain?"

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Cherry Blossom Season: 125. My dear, it's time to drink soup.

A girl came to the door of a boy of the same age when it was dark, and it was the door of the boy's home who already had a girlfriend.

When encountering such a thing, no matter who it is, they can make up some interesting stories in their minds. As the mother of the boy's girlfriend, and with whom she has some delicate relationship, Qingpu Mai can't help but outline some content in her mind.

"That day, on Saturday, I felt something was wrong. At that time, Setsuna blocked me from entering her room, and Saionji was also in Setsuna's room. You guys..."

Looking at the wise man in front of her, Qingpu Mai wondered about the relationship between him and Saionji Sekai, and the figure of her daughter emerged in her mind. When the three of them appeared in her mind at the same time, she suddenly remembered what happened on Saturday.

She herself had some doubts, but she felt that such a thing seemed not completely impossible after experiencing that day and the confession in that moment.

She stared intently at the young man in front of her, trying to find a hint of answer from his brows. However, the wise man who turned back to the house seemed very frank, with no flaws at all, which made Qingpu Wu herself wonder if she had guessed wrong.

But Xianren's overly calm reaction made her feel that something was not right, and she couldn't help but sigh for a moment.

"Forget it. Those are all matters between you young people. It's not convenient for me to interfere or dictate your affairs. Besides... Setsuna is no longer the child she once was. She has her own ideas. As a mother, the only thing I can do is probably just watch."

Qing Pu Mai, sighing about something, looked at Xianren again. Looking at this boy, she felt as if she had been bewitched by him and did something that a normal person would never do.

But now that things have come to this, there is no point in talking about these things anymore. She looked at the virtuous man pouring tea, came to his side, opened her arms, and hugged his shoulders again. Even though he was younger, he was still a man after all, taller than her, and his shoulders were broader and more reliable.

"How's the writing thing you mentioned going on? Did you use the contact information I gave you?"

"No, I wrote some of the first one, but put it on hold until I found a more suitable subject. I'm writing another one, but I've only written the beginning so far. It'll probably take another month or two."

"I've heard that writers take years to write a book. Is one month enough?"

Leaning on Xianren's back, Qingpu Wu put her face close to Xianren's ear. The warm breeze blew on his ear hole, giving him a tingling sensation.

After taking a small sip and putting down the teacup in his hand, Xianren turned around and looked at Qingpu Mai in front of him.

He opened his arms and held her in his arms. With his mature adult body, he gently hugged her and felt the smooth touch of her back. It was completely different from the young and immature moment of the monk. He himself liked the feeling that Qingpu Mai gave him more.

"Not all works require such a long time to polish. My work doesn't have any heavy thoughts or concepts. It's just a lighthearted little story. I think it could be considered a 'light novel'."

"Although I don't quite understand what you're saying, but keep going."

"Ah."

Looking at Qingpu Wu in front of him, Xianren slowly approached and kissed her, and asked Qingpu Wu to go home early.

"You can also come to my house and just sleep with Setsuna tonight."

"I'm a little tired. I'll think about it tomorrow."

"As a young man, you have to take care of your health. Otherwise, what will happen to Setsuna when the time comes?"

"Why don't you restrain yourself and let me spend more time with Setsuna?"

"I heard that turtle soup is very nutritious?"

Speechless, looking at Qingpu Mai who had no intention of reducing contact with him, Xianren didn't know whether he should feel happy or helpless. He asked Qingpu Mai to go back and sent her to the door. Xianren stood alone in the house for a while and then walked towards the bathroom.

After taking a shower in the bathroom, he lay down on his bed and fell asleep early.

I don’t know if it can be considered early morning. When I woke up, the sky outside was already bright. I sat up and looked at the clock. It was almost nine o’clock in the morning.

8:47

It was a delicate time, and the wise man didn't know whether it was morning or forenoon. He sat on the bed and wanted to get up, but he felt a little tired and wanted to rest more.

Staying with Qing Pu Mai last night drained a lot of his energy.

Regarding the 'turtle soup' that Qingpu Mai had mentioned, he also felt that he should think more about it and whether he should take some dietary supplements.

He sat on the bed with a dull head for a long time. When the pointer reached nine o'clock, Xiancai accurately lifted the quilt on himself, got up from the bed in his pajamas, and walked quietly to the bathroom.

After daily washing up, he returned to the living room, took a look in his wardrobe, picked up a green sweatshirt, put on khaki casual pants, looked at himself in the mirror carefully, and after confirming that there was no problem, he took his personal belongings and went directly to the door.

I opened the door and breathed in the fresh air outside. The smell inside the house was still quite different. I looked back at my room.

He originally wanted to open a gap in his room for ventilation, but when he thought of the photos following him and his stolen underwear, he gave up the idea. He looked back and around, but didn't see any suspicious figures. He closed the door, locked it, and walked towards the south side of the street.

I went to the platform and waited for the bus. Just like last week, I took the bus and arrived in Shinjuku alone.

There are many places for leisure and entertainment, but not all forms of entertainment are accepted by wise people. There are bound to be some bad people in some places, and he doesn't want to have any dealings with those bad guys and cause himself unnecessary trouble.

When he walked out of Shinjuku Station, looking at the tall buildings around him and the small piece of sky above his head, Xianren just glanced at it and then looked away.

Like the narrow sky above your head, looking at it for a long time will inevitably make people feel a little depressed.

Just like last week, I came to the familiar comic coffee shop, paid the day fee, poured a cup of coffee, and started looking for the comics I wanted to read.

Last weekend, although he came to this place, he didn't read much comics. He stared silently at the bookshelf in front of him, looking up and down at the various types of comics. From time to time, he would take a book and take a look at it to confirm the content of the comics inside, and then put it back in its place.

After about half an hour, he finally found the comics he was interested in. He took three and walked towards his private room. He came into the room and sat down alone.

The room was as small as it was last week, but now it suddenly felt empty.

"Should we ask Setsuna to come along? Perhaps the two of us together would be more suitable?"

Squeezed into a small space, reading comics to kill time, even if they stayed there for a whole day, it wouldn't make Setsuna feel that he was neglecting her, but now that everyone was here, it wasn't impossible to contact Setsuna...

"Let's get together again next week."

After whispering softly, Xianren sat in the private room and started reading comics. Under the bright light, he didn't have to worry about not being able to see the content of the comics clearly. He kept reading until almost noon. After confirming that it was lunch time, he stood up, came out of the private room, wandered around outside, ordered a fried pork chop curry set, and sat in an empty seat and waited quietly.

He casually flipped through the comics he had picked up from the bookshelf nearby and started reading.

After filling his stomach, he returned to his small private room. After reading comics for the whole morning, his eyes were a little sore, so he turned on the computer in front of him and read various news and information on the Internet.

I originally just wanted to watch some news, but after clicking on the news video, I saw all kinds of recommended news on the side, and before I knew it, I kept watching, one video after another...

At this time, if you ask which video website is the most popular, then it is undoubtedly 'ytb', especially the video bloggers on 'ytb'.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of several finger snaps, a face with short black hair and acne came into view——

"Hello, YTB viewers! I'm Kirisaki Eiji! This time we're going to film a video of my sister bathing—"

It was clearly a video he had seen before, but seeing as it was only released not long ago, Xianren couldn't help but sigh.

After finding a comfortable position to lie down in the private room, Xianren quietly watched the video. Because it played automatically, he didn't need to click the mouse himself. He watched the videos playing one by one and fell asleep unknowingly.

He closed his eyes in a trance and fell asleep.

Boom, boom——

The clear sound of footsteps made the sleeping sage slowly open his eyes. He looked at the surrounding environment, and after a brief blank in his mind, he remembered where he was.

"are you asleep?"

I glanced towards the door. I thought I must have heard footsteps and woken up.

He glanced at the computer in front of him again and twisted his neck. Because his sleeping posture was a bit indecent, his neck felt stiff and sore when he woke up.

He turned off the video casually. Xianren, who was sitting in the private room, felt a little inexplicably uncomfortable. He sighed slowly, stood up, and glanced at the time. It was still four o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still some time before dark.

"Forget it, I won't stay any longer, let's go back."

After checking his belongings, Xianren left the private room, walked to the door, returned the key to the clerk, and left the comic cafe and walked towards the subway.

"Brother, our maid cafe is not far away. If you are interested, you can go and sit for a while."

"Brother, are you interested in working part-time to earn some living expenses?"

Unlike when he went out in the morning, the streets were full of hurried office workers. In the afternoon, people soliciting customers could be seen everywhere on the busy streets. Xianren declined the flyer handed to him by the maid, walked all the way to the subway station, returned to Korakuen, and walked directly back to his apartment.

He entered the house, threw his sweatshirt into the washing machine, looked at his room, went to the window and opened it a little, letting the evening breeze and sunset blow across his face. The sage looked at the setting sun in the distance, turned around and sat on the edge of his bed.

He took out his cell phone and called his family.

"Hello, this is the Miyamizu family. May I ask who this is?"

The old voice made Xianren feel nostalgic. It was the voice of his grandmother, whom he had not heard for a long time.

After staying in Tokyo, he rarely contacted his family. Even though his grandmother was worried about him, she was unable to travel from Itomori to Tokyo due to her health. By the time Kento returned, Miyamizu Ichiyo was still in good health.

"It's me, Grandma, the sage."