After Zhao Yang and Fate returned home, the latter asked:

"Brother, what abilities did you see Thrush have?"

"Probably computer technology, right? It doesn't seem to be a high priority at the moment."

Zhao Yang replied.

"Oh."

Fate nodded: "So what else do you want to do today?"

"It's just about Ayase and Kira joining the agency.

I'll look for Kira, if he's free, I'll go to the police station later."

Just as Zhao Yang finished speaking and was about to make a call, his cell phone rang.

He looked and saw that the caller was not Kira.

But Miyuki...

After a while.

Zhao Yang appeared at Takamachiya.

Takamachi Shirou and Kyoya are not in New Tokyo at this time, while Momoko and Nanoha are in Midori-ya.

Miyuki is the only one at home.

Zhao Yang sat on a chair in her room, observing her with interest.

Miyuki sat on the edge of the bed, covering her face with her hands, and fell into despair.

He said sternly, "Miyuki, I have to make it clear that you were the one who started talking yesterday."

“…I know. I have the memory.”

Miyuki's mouth twitched: "Ahhh, why would I do such a thing?"

God knows how devastated she was when she woke up.

Zhao Yang comforted her, "It's okay, I don't mind. I felt pretty good yesterday, even though your skills weren't that great."

"You don't comfort me."

Miyuki sighed: "What should I do now..."

Zhao Yang laughed: "What's the big deal? It's not like I don't want to. After all, you are very beautiful, Miyuki."

Miyuki sighed, "Yang-kun, you really haven't hidden this side of yourself since you were little."

She grew up with Zhao Yang, so she naturally knew what he was like.

He never concealed his desires.

Zhao Yang smiled nonchalantly and said, "Indeed, I can't compare to a loyal and good man like Kyoya."

Seeing him say this, Miyuki said, "No, you are admirable enough for risking your life to enter the demon world to save people. I don't think you are worse than Gong-chan."

Zhao Yang raised his eyebrows: "So Miyuki, would you consider me?"

Miyuki was very helpless: "Nanoha has a crush on you."

Zhao Yang waved his hand and said, "It's okay. I can accept your love together."

"What a scumbag statement."

Miyuki couldn't help but complain, but then she said: "But you made Nanoha a transcendent, and scumbags have their own abilities..."

"Hmm? Ah, yes, I think Nanoha told you?"

Zhao Yang remembered that Nanye seemed to have told him about this.

Miyuki said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

"Well, I believe you."

Zhao Yang nodded.

Miyuki sighed again, "Ah, let's get back to the point. I'm sorry about what happened yesterday. I was your first time. You must be very... No, wait, this is your first time, right?"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly looked at Zhao Yang suspiciously.

She still couldn't forget the last blow.

Zhao Yang chuckled:

"Sorry, I have already climbed the ladder of adulthood, and the target is someone you don't know."

"?!"

Miyuki's pupils dilated, she was shocked: "It's okay for a first kiss, but even this has been surpassed?"

Seeing her like this, Zhao Yang said, "This matter has nothing to do with age... and..."

He suddenly sat down next to Miyuki, boldly put his arms around her soft waist, and whispered softly in her ear:

"If you want, you can become a real adult today."

"Yang, Lord Yang, please respect yourself!"

Miyuki's pupils trembled and she pushed her glasses down with trembling hands.

221 Soul is the bone, faith is the blade

“Self-respect?

Let us think about who was the first to lose self-respect. "

Zhao Yang buried his face in Miyuki's neck, took a deep breath, and smelled the refreshing scent of shower gel.

"Yang, Lord Yang..."

Miyuki stammered, already confused.

“Miyuki, it’s your fault for doing that to me.

Any normal man wouldn't be able to resist... Oh, maybe Gong could be an exception?"

Zhao Yang deliberately whispered the name of the man Miyuki had loved into her ear.

"Don't mention his name now!"

Miyuki regained some of her rationality and said angrily.

Seeing her resisting expression, Zhao Yang felt more and more pleased and pressed her hard on the bed.

The March sunshine shone in through the window, and the two people's shadows on the ground overlapped.

It's almost spring.

After six or seven minutes, Miyuki, whose glasses were crooked, used force with her hands to push Zhao Yang away.

Zhao Yang fell back to the ground and took a half step back to steady himself.

"Don't do this!"

Miyuki sat up panting and looked at Zhao Yang beside her angrily.

"You were the first to do it?"

Zhao Yang shrugged: "Yesterday was the second time. I can't let you take the initiative for the third time, right? I might as well take the initiative."

Miyuki said angrily, "There won't be a third time."

Zhao Yang smiled and said, "When you did it for the first time, you also thought there wouldn't be a second time."

"Ugh!"

Miyuki covered her chest, unable to refute at all.

It really is.

And her behavior yesterday was enough to land her in jail.

If the genders were swapped, I can’t even imagine the scene…

"It seems that you realize the seriousness of your actions."

Zhao Yang walked closer and looked down at Miyuki:

"But I have low moral standards and don't care about these things. Just rest assured."

After he finished speaking, he smiled and said, "But...Miyuki, to be honest, although you were drunk at that time, you didn't lose all your mind.

If you hated me, you wouldn't have done that?

We are all extraordinary people and we all know what happens when we are drunk. Don’t tell me that you are really unconscious.

I think you might consider me.”

Miyuki said helplessly: "Considering... I just treat you as a younger brother."

"Then you are quite a scumbag, doing this to your brother."

Zhao Yang's words left Miyuki speechless.

She felt very ashamed.

Taking advantage of her uneasy mood, Zhao Yang moved his head closer again.

This time she did not resist.

After a long time, the two separated.

Miyuki said weakly: "No, Nana..."

Zhao Yang shook his head: "Speaking of Nanoha... She has such a good relationship with Fate and Rem, she must know that they like me too, but she still stays so close to me, maybe...

In short, you don’t have to think about these things, just act according to your own ideas. "

"my thoughts?"

Miyuki looked blank.

"Well - but you can think about those things later. Help me deal with more important things now."

Zhao Yang, standing in front of Miyuki, had returned to the state he was in yesterday when he was on the rooftop with her.

"What are you doing? Put it away!"

Miyuki blushed and looked up at Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang stroked her hair and said with a smile: "Miyuki, you don't want Nana to know what happened yesterday, right?"

Miyuki was helpless.

She opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out.

---

noon.

"I don't think you can handle such a fast pace, so let's stop here for today."

Zhao Yang left comfortably.

After Miyuki rinsed her mouth, she went to the bathroom to take a shower, repeatedly washing her hands and the front armor.

"Ugh."

She sighed heavily.

Zhao Yang's attack was too fierce, and she had made the mistake first, so she was instantly defeated. She couldn't think of anything and could only do what he said.

"He's so skilled, and he's obviously younger than me...sigh."

She could only sigh: "I'm so useless."

Miyuki let the hot water pour over her head and closed her eyes, lost in thought.

...I have to say, after what happened with Zhao Yang, the figure of a certain person finally faded from her heart.

Although this does not mean that she is in love with Zhao Yang.

But after being liberated from long-term repression, Miyuki felt very relaxed.

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